The Nightly Ritual

I came home from coaching practice to the sweetest, sluttiest version of Halloween every single day. The backyard herbal garden, now a lush, moon-charged ritual space thick with night-blooming flowers and Raven’s special aphrodisiac herbs hummed with feminine energy. Naked or barely-covered witches lounged everywhere: some straddling each other’s faces on blankets, others fingering slick pussies while chanting low, their moans rising like evening prayers. The herbal tea they all sipped kept their cunts dripping and their bodies aching for my cock.

Every morning started the same delicious way. Cheri woke me with her warm, hungry mouth. Today she was already between my legs in our bed, those huge soft tits wrapped around my thick morning wood as she slurped and drooled. “Mmm, my favorite breakfast,” she moaned, spit running in shiny ropes down my shaft while she bobbed. She took me deep, gagging wetly, then dragged me into the shower where she braced against the tile and begged me to fuck her senseless before work. I pounded her from behind until she squirted down my thighs, screaming my name. On weekends she’d ride me on the kitchen counter or suck me off on the couch, always leaving me drained but never fully satisfied—saving the real power for moonrise.

At moonrise, the real ritual began.

Nine women gathered in our backyard like a filthy, beautiful coven. Mistress Raven ruled them all petite, goth perfection glowing with growing magical power. Cheri was her devoted second, voluptuous curves oiled and shining. Then came Vanessa with her thick ebony body, Tori and her perfect rack, kinky little Samantha, soft chubby Melissa with those big floppy tits, Karen the overweight redhead with her heavy pale curves and greedy holes, young Josie the 20-year-old cheerleader influencer with her tight athletic body and perky cheer tits, sultry Latina goddess Juanita with her thick ass and hypnotic hips, and one or two more who rotated in heat.

They started with lesbian orgies while waiting. Tongues lapped at swollen clits, fingers plunged deep, tits pressed together as they tribbed and moaned. The air smelled of pussy, incense, and that potent herbal tea that turned every woman into a squirting, cock-addicted slut and gave me inhuman stamina hours of hard, relentless fucking.

Raven always claimed first ride.

Tonight she sauntered up to me naked except for her pentagram necklace and thigh-high boots, pushed me down onto the central ritual blanket, and mounted me reverse cowgirl. Her tight witch pussy swallowed every thick inch with a wet squelch. “Feel your Mistress take her power,” she purred, riding me hard, ass rippling as she ground down. I gripped her hips and thrust up, making her perky tits bounce while the coven watched and fingered themselves. Raven came explosively within minutes squirting hard around my cock, chanting spells as her magic flared brighter. She rode out three shattering orgasms, each one wetter, before kissing me deeply and stepping back. “Plow them all, my tool. Make them gush for me.”

The orgy exploded.

I moved through them like a man possessed, cock glistening with Raven’s cream. Josie, the young cheerleader, bounced on me next in cowgirl, her tight college pussy gripping like a vice while her perky tits jiggled. She came four times squirting in rhythmic jets while filming quick clips for her OnlyFans before deleting them in blissed-out haze. Juanita followed, riding me with those hypnotic Latina hips, thick ass clapping loudly as she milked me through five squirting peaks, screaming in Spanish.

The peak of the night came when I laid on my back in the center of the glowing pentagram. Cheri immediately straddled my face, lowering her soaked, voluptuous pussy onto my hungry mouth. I devoured her long flat licks from ass to clit, sucking her swollen nub while tongue-fucking her hole. At the same time, I had Melissa and Karen positioned on either side.

Melissa, the soft chubby blonde, sank down onto my cock first. Her warm, pillowy cunt enveloped me completely, big floppy tits bouncing heavily as she rode. I thrust up hard while eating Cheri’s dripping pussy, making Melissa’s soft belly and heavy breasts jiggle wildly. She came fast—squirting messily over my abs with a wailing moan, then kept riding through two more gushing orgasms.

I switched to Karen, the overweight redhead. Her heavy, curvy body felt incredible as she impaled herself. Soft pale flesh rippled with every impact. I gripped her wide hips and pounded upward, sucking hard on Cheri’s clit at the same time. Cheri ground down on my face, moaning like a whore, flooding my tongue with her sweet juice. Karen came violently her thick thighs shaking as she squirted in powerful arcs, soaking my balls and the blanket. I kept thrusting through her second and third orgasms, then her fourth, until she was panting and twitching.

The coven surrounded us, masturbating and licking each other. Tori and Samantha were 69ing nearby, Vanessa sucking on Juanita’s tits while fingering her. Josie cheered us on like the filthy influencer she was, fingering her own tight hole.

I flipped Melissa back on and railed her prone while Cheri stayed on my face. Her soft body quivered under me as I drove deep, drawing out two more squirting climaxes. Then Karen again—doggy this time, her heavy ass rippling as I destroyed her from behind. She screamed through her fifth orgasm of the night, gushing so hard it sprayed across the salt lines.

All around me the women took turns. I fucked Vanessa standing, holding one thick leg up while she squirted down my legs. Tori got bent over the garden bench, perfect rack swinging as I pounded her through four orgasms. Samantha’s kinky ass took my cock while she begged for more, cumming so hard her tiny body shook uncontrollably. Juanita and Josie double-teamed me at one point—Josie riding my face while Juanita bounced on my cock, both squirting together in a beautiful, messy fountain.

Hours blurred. The herbal tea kept me rock-hard, veins pulsing, balls heavy but never emptying completely. I gave every single one of the nine women at least three squirting orgasms, most of them five or more. The backyard was a soaked, glistening mess of girl-cum, sweat, and glowing magical energy.

Finally, as always, Cheri claimed the last ride. The other women formed a circle around us, fingers buried in their own pussies or each other’s, watching reverently. Cheri climbed on facing me, her massive tits pressed to my chest as she sank down. “Fill your wife, baby,” she moaned. I gripped her juicy ass and bounced her hard, driving upward while the coven chanted. She came beautifully—three powerful, gushing orgasms in a row, kissing me desperately as her walls milked me.

Raven stepped forward at the end, glowing with power, and kissed both of us. “Well done, my sacred tool. The moon is pleased. Our coven grows stronger every night.”

I lay back on the soaked blanket, chest heaving, cock still twitching and shining with the combined cream of nine devoted sluts. The women curled around us—Cheri on my chest, Raven stroking my hair, the rest kissing, touching, and licking each other lazily in afterglow. The herbal garden pulsed with fresh magic. Every night ended like this: spent, satisfied, and already aching for tomorrow’s moonrise.