A Supernatural Night
[FFFM 21][possession][Halloween][Group][BJ][pussy licking][CNC]
(the characters in this story are all 21 years old, except the ones that are technically over 300 years.)
*This was a challenge to write, but hopefully clear to read! However, a note is included at the end (not here as it may be a spoiler) on names, in case you get confused!*
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A cool, light breeze sent dead maple leaves skittering across the street, as if they were startled by something moving under the moonlight. The full moon glowed diffusely over Salem through a veil of thin clouds augmenting the soft light of a few street lamps.
Amy could see just well enough to avoid tripping over her stiletto heels, as she and her three college friends crunched along the walkway through the leaves. The sound of their footsteps and light conversation were now becoming louder than the distant EDM music from the Halloween festival.
“It’s a good thing we got an AirBnB close to the festival this year,” Amy groaned. “These shoes are killing me.” She tugged at her blonde french braids in agony.
“Would you like a piggyback ride?” Tanner, dressed in the same toga outfit he’d worn last year, said with a smirk.
“Ugh, I think I’ll make it… As much as I’d love to take you up on that, my costume probably won’t let my legs do that,” Amy giggled, looking down at the tight black skirt that made up part of the ensemble.
“What if I want one?” Kaylee flipped her long red hair in a mock-sexy way, turning toward Tanner.
Tanner’s soft dark brown curls fell around his face as he shook his head and laughed. “When I offered to walk you girls home I didn’t imagine what you were really in need of was a *ride*… but sure!”
Kaylee was dressed as a witch, all three of the ladies were. The original idea had been to go as the witches from Hocus Pocus, but none of them could decide on which witch to be, and they also had agreed to avoid spending too much money on new costumes. So, with only a couple days left to find something to wear, they had all gone with “sexy witch,” made up of some of their sluttier black clothing items and cheap witch hats.
The redhead squealed in excitement, probably emphasized due to her tipsiness. She clumsily hopped up on Tanner’s back as the taller man bent slightly for her. Kaylee’s skirt was looser than Amy’s, knee length with a dark green fringe at the bottom, matching the accent colors on her black bustier. The skirt allowed her legs to part and wrap around Tanner, showing quite a lot of very white thigh as she got into position.
“Ow ow, look at those sexy legs,” Violet cat-called her friend. Her raven hair just kissed the tops of her bare shoulders peeking from the ruffled top of her medieval-style black dress. Despite being a longer dress, she had gotten a lot of attention earlier from the way her very pronounced cleavage pushed up from the low neckline.
“Yeah, you know you like it!” Kaylee winked and laughed over Tanner’s shoulder.
Although the three Salem U. ladies hadn’t dressed overly modestly for the Halloween festival, and didn’t mind showing off a little - there were few people walking around on the neighborhood streets of Salem to see them now.
“I think this is where you get off,” said Tanner minutes later, as though he was a taxi driver dropping off his passengers. The four stopped in front of the small A-frame cottage the girls were staying at for the night.
The short redhead slid down her friend’s back and adjusted her skirt once standing on her black kitten heels again. “Thanks for the ride!” Kaylee giggled.
“Oh, anytime, you know I simply live to serve you ladies.” Tanner said with a bow. He stood back up, grinning. “And now, I must take my leave of you. I have to go pick up some booze for the guys at the frat house. Sure you all don’t wanna come? Free ride at least another hundred feet if you do…”
“I’m not into frat parties any more than the last time you asked, but thanks,” Amy shook her braids and laughed. Kaylee nodded and put her hands out, agreeing with Amy.
“Believe it or not, I’m actually kind of tired. I’d probably go, but I think I need to go to bed or at least do something more low-key.” Violet took off her witch hat and gave Tanner a quick hug good-bye.
“And you’re never tired, party animal! What’s gotten into you?” Tanner said as he released Violet from the squeeze.
The other girls gave Tanner a hug as well and headed into the cottage. The A-frame house had a black roof and trimming with a dark-stained wood face. They walked up and opened the wrought metal security door decorated with twisting vine-like patterns and let themselves in with the digital code.
When they had checked in earlier that day, they had found the house nicely renovated with all the modern things they could need, some cute little bedrooms on the main floor, and a loft filled with games upstairs. The perfect girl’s staycation spot for Halloween night.
“Oh shit.” Violet smacked her head. “I forgot I had Tanner’s phone in my purse. He didn’t have any pockets in that toga outfit.”
“Hopefully he’ll be able to get along without it tonight.” Amy kicked off her shoes and started walking toward the kitchenette. “Well, I’m going to pour us some wine, sound good? And we can tell ghost stories or something to wrap up the night.”
Violet heaved a dramatic sigh and rolled her eyes, “Fine, fine, if I must…” she said, holding her hand out toward Amy for a glass. She cracked a smile, but even without that her friends knew she was just being silly. Despite Violet’s complaint of being tired, she was usually the first to rally for a little fun.
Wine in hand, they climbed the stairs to the loft and cozied up on the bean bag chairs. Amy started off with a very Halloween-appropriate story of a haunted hotel where three trapped souls wandered the halls and terrorized all of the guests. She said she had heard it from a friend who stayed there and swore they had an encounter of their own.
“So,” Amy began, after a sip of her wine, “have either of you had any supernatural experiences?”
Kaylee ran her fingers through her wavy red hair and looked up at the ceiling as though trying to think of something. “Ummm… I mean… my mom’s house would make a ton of weird creaky noises at night when I lived there as a kid. I used to think it was haunted but she told me it was just ‘the house settling.’ Not a great story really, I guess,” Kaylee chuckled and rolled her eyes.
Violet was grinning as though she either had something great or was about to tell a joke.
“Okay, whatcha got, Vi?”
Violet held up her hands as though preparing her friends for something that would knock their socks off. “Okay, so you said supernatural experiences right… and these are Halloween stories? Well, let me tell you about something *supernatural* that happened to me last Halloween.”
“Wait, didn’t we all go out together last year?” Kaylee said, vaguely, as if she really couldn’t quite recall.
“Yeah we did, remember, we went bar hopping and had the worst hangovers the next day!” Amy cried, putting her hands to her head as if experiencing that horrible feeling all over again.
“Right, we were all dressed as characters from Alice in Wonderland! I was the Queen of Hearts! …But I didn’t go back with you guys,” Violet said with a smirk.
“Ohhhh wait… now I kinda remember… where *did* you go?” Amy said, scratching her head.
“Okay, so.” Violet repositioned herself on her bean bag, excitedly, sloshing her wine. “You guys had gone to the bar to grab some shots, and I was hanging out near the cornhole games with our purses right? So this girl - she had a really sexy black cat outfit on - comes up to me and starts chatting, asking if I was there with anyone and if I had any plans for the rest of the night. Then her boyfriend - an equally sexy dracula - came over and handed us *both* drinks. Anyway, we all got to chatting and then I finally got the hint - they were trying to pick me up!”
Violet paused for effect, and Amy interjected. “Okay, wait….what happened to Kaylee and I?”
“You don’t remember?” Violet laughed and shook her head, tossing her shiny black hair. “You girls must have been a little tipsier than I thought. After you got your shots, you started flirting with some guys in a group next to us. When I decided to leave with the couple I said good bye… I can’t believe you don’t remember!” She looked incredulous but amused.
“So you left with them? What the hell did you do after that?” Kaylee gave Violet a side-eye.
Violet wore a devilish grin. “What do you *think* we did?”
Kaylee looked scandalized. But then again, perhaps also slightly curious.
Amy leaned in. “Oh my goodness, tell us what happened, Violet.”
“You guys really wanna know? Okay then, buckle up.
“So we went back to their apartment. It was crazy, they had all these candles already lit and sexy music on… They were, like, really prepared to have a threesome that night I guess. She took me by the hand into the bedroom and pulled me in and started kissing me.
“Her hands started to wander everywhere… it was soo hot. Then her boyfriend started taking off her clothes and fondling her boobs and pussy from behind as we made out… and then she started taking off my clothes.
“Pretty soon, all three of us were on the bed naked, tangled up in each other. First, we took turns going down on each other, even tried a triangle configuration with that. I fingered her and she soaked the bed at one point! That was wild.
“Then we tried variations of different in-line arrangements, like me riding him while she sat on his face, and we made out, then he fucked her from behind while she went down on me, and then…” she faltered, with a laugh, at the sight of her friends’ faces.
Kaylee looked even more shocked now, biting on two of her fingers like she was watching a horror movie… but then again, it was possible she was just getting excited and trying to hide it.
“Fuck. Are you sure this is a ‘ghost story’ or just verbal porn?” Amy said, appearing either impressed or appalled.
Violet wasn’t put off. She was committed to telling the story now, and if she were honest, her friends’ reactions got her even more into it.
“Well. Where it really got supernatural was at the end. We were all extremely horny and no one had gotten off yet, but finally, *he* was fucking me from behind while I 69’d her - *yeah*,” Violet responded to the looks on the girls’ faces. “And then, between his slow and steady dicking and her clit licking, I had the craziest orgasm. It was like an out-of-body experience. I felt like I was looking down on myself, I was just SO high from the rush. I’ve never had anything like that before in my life.”
Violet ended her story with hands in her lap, looking nearly as flushed as if she had just come out of the experience right then.
“So really, it was just verbal porn then. Got it!” Amy laughed.
“Okay, but I mean… I remember I could see the back of my own head, actually…I had used a purple clip in my hair that kind of stood out. Looking back, that was what made it so weird… It was like I was really floating…”
“Alright, alright, you had an out-of-body sex experience! We are happy for you!” Amy laughed again. “It wasn’t the story we might have been expecting but it sure was entertaining!”
“Soooo… then since we are mixing sexy and spooky now… how about you girls? Any exciting hot nights of your own?”
Kaylee squirmed nervously and Amy shook her head. “Nah, not since Brad and I broke up a couple months ago. And even then the sex was really just… okay.”
“Ugh you poor thing, Ames. Maybe that’s what we should have been doing tonight… going out to get you laid!” The three girls burst into laughter.
“What about you, Kaylee?” Violet leaned forward with a giggle. “You’ve been awfully quiet…”
Kaylee fidgeted a bit, twirling her hair around a finger. “I mean, it’s been a little while since I’ve done anything… interesting.”
“It doesn’t have to be that interesting… we won’t judge anyway! But if you don’t wanna share your really freaky secrets, it’s okay, too,” winked Violet.
“I mean, I really ever had one boyfriend at the beginning of college, and not really since… and he and I didn’t even actually…” Kaylee trailed off.
“Oh… you mean you haven’t ever…” Violet made a gesture by putting one finger through the index and thumb of her other hand.
“Eh… no. Yeah not yet. But I’m sure it will happen when the time is right and all, you know? I’m not too worried…” despite her words, Kaylee continued to look a bit uncomfortable. Amy caught the vibe and decided to call attention away from her friend.
“Did you two see the games here? I bet we will find one on the shelves that we could have fun with!”
Kaylee seemed relieved to have something else to talk about, and popped up to look at the shelves of games lining the back wall of the room, which were filled from the pinnacle of the A-shaped room to the floor. The three searched for a few minutes, calling out when they found a game from their childhood, or one that they always hated, and discussing a few others as options.
“Whoa.”
“What is it Kaylee?”
“It’s a ouija board.”
“Lemme see.”
Kaylee pulled out the board from the second to last shelf and brought it over to Violet on the other side of the room. Amy came over to look as well.
The three girls agreed that it had never crossed their mind to try a ouija board before, but if there was ever such a time, wouldn’t it be on Halloween night, on a full moon, when they were right next to their best friends?
So, they took it to the game table under the slanting ceiling and opened the box.
Once they set the board out along with the planchette for spirit communication, it was time to think of something to ask it. The three debated over questions like, “Is anyone here with us?” or, “Is there an afterlife?” as they had heard before in movies and stories. In the end, they figured it would probably end up a simple - most likely yes - answer, which the girls thought would be boring and subject to skepticism.
They settled on asking questions that could not be yes or no answers. Something that would force a unique answer, unlikely that all three girls were subconsciously coming up with the same answer on their own. Something about themselves.
Violet asked first, out loud to the room. “What do people think when they first meet me?” She hoped that would be simple enough.
The girls placed their fingers lightly on the planchette as the box had instructed, and tried to avoid making any of their own movements. After about a minute’s pause, finally the planchette started to move. *B…* The girls gasped that it seemed to be moving on its own. *O…O…*
“Ohmygod the board just said boo,” Kaylee whispered softly.
The planchette continued to move. *B…* Violet snorted. “Which one of you is moving this thing to tell me my boobs are the first th-”
*E…* “Seriously now, come on.” Violet was laughing but had not removed her fingertips.
“I feel like it's just moving, Vi, I swear,” said Amy, solemnly.
*A…* Violet leaned back in, curious. *U… T… Y…*
“Oh, wait,” Violet exclaimed, still clearly not convinced that her friends weren’t playing a trick on her. “I think it changed to ‘beauty’! Aw, thanks guys.”
“Shhhh!” Kaylee shushed. She looked like she was nervous all of a sudden.
Violet was about to tease Kaylee for trying to pull a prank, but she suddenly thought she heard a whisper, and felt a sudden cold breeze go by. All the windows were closed, though, so that didn’t make sense.
“Ahhkay, well. Anyway. That was a nice response, I think,” Violet gave a short laugh. “How about your turn next, Kaylee. We’ll go clockwise.”
Kaylee looked doubtful, but she didn’t take her fingers off the planchet. “Ugh. Fine… Hmm, how about… what’s an important thing about me right now?” she asked, shrugging.
Seconds passed, which felt like a very long time. Finally, the planchette moved again. *Y…O…* Kaylee was squinting hard at the board, trying to guess what the word would be. *U…*
*”Me?”* she mouthed.
*T… H…* the planchette finally seemed to stop.
“Youth. Huh.” Kaylee didn’t seem to know what to say to that.
“Definitely wasn’t something I would have said,” murmured Violet.
“Alrighty then. I guess it’s important that you’re young right now? Maybe so we can run away screaming?” Amy gave a small laugh, but she was also practically whispering.
The girls looked at Amy, expectantly. It only seemed right that she should take a turn.
“Okay… what’s something I…” she looked up, as if searching for the rest of the question. “...contribute to the world, then?” Amy waved her hands vaguely.
As the three replaced their fingertips on the little heart shaped piece of wood on the board, they felt another collective shiver.
In that now familiar way, the piece began to move, as if by another consciousness. *J…O…Y…*
Nothing more happened for the next minute, so the women all sat back in their seats, hands off the table.
“Joy. That’s simple enough. I like it…” began Amy. “I wonder if it was all just -” She was suddenly cut off by an icy chill that shocked her body.
Violet and Kaylee went rigid just then as well, as though tossed into a pool of ice water. Their eyes could move, but their bodies could not. It almost seemed that they were in a state of sleep paralysis. The room darkened, gradually, as the feeling of a presence - more than one - grew and became shadows slinking toward them in the corners.
*“The Triple Goddess has opened the gates for us!”* A ragged, whispering voice - or voices - may have been coming from inside the girls’ heads, or from a distant place, they couldn’t tell. Shadows crept closer to the immobile girls, who sat in horror, unable to do anything but wait.
Moments later, Violet began to feel her toes warm up, then her legs, then up throughout the rest of her body. She looked down at her hands. They opened and closed, as though testing out their mobility and strength. She could feel them moving… but she was not controlling them.
Nearby, the other two girls were having a similar experience. Amy’s feet kicked and Kaylee’s arms stretched widely overhead.
*What the hell is going on,* Violet thought.
“You are going to be our escape,” came the same, warped voice, as if on a damaged record. Violet still couldn’t tell if she was actually hearing it, or if it was coming from inside her own head.
*Help! I can’t control my body…* The sound of Kaylee’s terrified voice wafted through the minds of the other two girls, distant but clear.
*Kaylee? Violet? Can you hear me?* Amy’s soft voice came through immediately after.
Suddenly, Amy’s hands slapped down on the table, loud and hard, as if trying to get everyone’s attention.
“Ouch!”
*Ow!*
The disembodied voice and Amy’s went through the girls’ minds at the same time. Whoever was possessing her apparently felt the same pain Amy did.
“Olive? Emily? Caroline?” The voices started to become more distinct, as if possibly there were three, and they were checking to be sure all of them were there. “Are we ready to try again?”
“Yes, we are,” came two voices.
Violet was panicking inside, but she wasn’t going down without a fight. *Who are you? Why are you possessing us?* she thought as loudly as she could.
“You will help our spirits be free,” said one voice, simply.
*But… I thought you said the ‘Triple Goddess’ set you free already… why do you need our bodies?* whispered Amy’s voice, drenched in fear.
“NO… the Triple Goddess - the three embodiments of feminine power: Beauty, youth, and joy, the three charities, the Triple Goddess!” echoed all three voices through the girl’s minds. “The Triple Goddess is all of us… and it is all of you!”
*Us?* The girls all seemed to be thinking the same thing.
“Yes… your qualities fit each of us perfectly… we need to bind to your bodies temporarily to help us disentangle from the earthly spot where we were murdered.” One voice was speaking, thin and shaky, but distinct.
“We made a mistake last time we tried to do this, thinking we could cling to any body for more than a moment, but it was too late by the time we realized we needed better matches,” another voice threadily divulged.
*But we don’t want to die, please don’t kill us!* Kaylee’s internal voice sounded desperate and tearful.
“We don’t want to kill you!” a third voice said, still weak but stronger than the previous two. “We just need to have an intensely human experience in order to connect to this world long enough to complete a spell.”
In their heads, the girls heard a low groan. “It was a spell we were in the middle of three hundred years ago!” another voice lamented.
“We wish there was another way. But we must complete it. We may be able to explain later, however, even though our soul matches are strong with you, we do not have much time.”
Kaylee stood up. She did so fairly normally, but she felt like a puppet, moved by Caroline’s strings.
Amy and Violet felt themselves stand up as well. Under the control of Emily and Olive, respectively, the three took each other’s hands around the table in unison.
“Now it is time to combine our powers to summon a source of -”
There was a knock at the door downstairs.
“Well that was fast.”
“But we didn’t even try -”
The three girls felt themselves run down the stairs hurriedly to the door. Without caution, one of them flung the door open. Tanner stood in the doorway, now dressed in jeans and a teeshirt, apparently startled by the quickness of the door opening.
“Haha, hey ladies! I didn’t expect you to answer so quickly… or even at all this time of night. I thought you were all super tired.”
“We aren’t tired, please come in!” All three women spoke at once, creepily.
Internally, Violet smacked her forehead. *Yeah, that wasn’t weird at all.*
Tanner gave them a sideways look. “What’s wrong with you three,” he laughed nervously. Tanner was always a lighthearted kind of guy and never took anything too seriously, but it was pretty clear that he felt something strange was going on.
The entities, or witches, or whoever was possessing the girls seemed to try to calm themselves and behave more… humanly.
“Nothing’s wrong, we were just having a fun night. Drinking a bit. Come on in, are you here to hang out?” Amy’s hand waved Tanner inside.
“Okay then,” Tanner stepped inside and someone closed the door. “Yeah, I actually just came by for a second because I forgot my phone. Violet, I think you still have it?”
*Oh, right, he forgot his phone in my bag…* wafted the sound of Violet’s voice through the collective consciousness.
“Yes, I believe it is in my bag… upstairs! Come with us upstairs!”
All three women giggled together, as if sharing a secret joke.
“You need me to come with you to get my phone? Uh… okay,” Tanner said with an awkward laugh. “Please don’t kidnap me… you already have my phone and wallet case, you know.”
Tanner went upstairs first, followed by the three girls.
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Tanner had no idea how he ended up on the floor, laying spread eagle on the circular rug in the middle of the loft, but there he was, with three young women peeling off his clothes.
For a moment, he thought he had fainted or something. But why were they unzipping his pants? He started to ask what was going on, but Amy immediately put a finger to his lips.
“Don’t worry, we won’t hurt you. We will make this enjoyable for you.”
Tanner tried to move, but realized his arms and legs felt very heavy. His brown eyes widened in confusion. His college friends had already tugged off his shirt, and were now working on removing his pants and boxers. Although he had fantasized about having a group of sorority girls lusting after him, it was absolutely not something he expected to become a reality. He still didn’t believe this was, in fact, reality.
Kaylee gasped. “Look at that! He is ready for us!” Tanner looked down, where she was pointing for the other girls. She had freed his cock from his pants, already almost magically erect, as hard as it had ever been, without anyone having even touched it yet.
Tanner let out a soft moan. As soon as he saw how hard he was, he was filled with a sudden savage need to do something about it.
“Mmmm he wants it. Should we give it to him?” purred Violet.
“Obviously, that’s why we are here Olive, how else are we to get -”
“Yes, of course, Emily, I was just playing.”
*Olive? Emily? What kind of weird game is this?* Tanner thought to himself.
He didn’t have much time to think about it, however, because at that moment, Kaylee dove down upon his cock and immediately began sucking on it.
“Mmmph!” was Tanner’s response.
“Wow, Caroline, you seem a little… hungry,” Violet laughed.
Kaylee slid her lips off Tanner’s erection with a pop. “It has literally been over 300 years since I’ve had my hands on a cock,” she giggled, and immediately resumed sucking.
In the back of Tanner’s mind, a thought floated by about this being a really weird game, but it didn’t stick, and once again, all he could think about was the redhead bobbing on his dick. His eyes rolled back into his head.
“Can you at least save a bit for the rest of us?” laughed Amy, as she wiggled out of her tight black skirt. “I did place a little charm on him that should make him last long enough to go around, but there’s still a chance you could suck him too good…”
The last thing Tanner saw before he closed his eyes in ecstasy was Violet’s perfect, voluptuous breasts bouncing as she took off her dress.
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“Caroline, either fuck him or let me have him, I feel like I’ve been horny for ages,” whined Olive. Her breasts jiggled impatiently as she readjusted her body to allow Tanner to suck on her other nipple.
On the inside, Violet no longer felt as much like a puppet. She thought she even understood what the witches, which she now saw that they were, had been saying about needing a soul that they could bind properly with in order for this to work. She felt what the witch who possessed her was feeling, and the words coming out of her mouth seemed intuitive.
“Ugh, fine. It’s just that I was the only one that didn’t get to play last time we tried this. I really only got to watch, then,” Caroline grumbled.
Kaylee was inwardly having a similar experience to Violet. She could now sense many thoughts and feelings of her witch counterpart, who, like herself, had never had sex beyond oral and hand play. Both were very eager to try more but also did not necessarily want to go first.
Kaylee was also shocked to realize what the witches’ previous ‘experience’ was. In her mind, she caught sight of a purple clip in black hair.
“You’ll have plenty of time to play, dear,” said Emily sweetly, as she casually stroked her glistening slit. She sounded more patient than she felt, but still, both witch and young woman found they were enjoying the build up.
Kaylee, busy pondering the full implication of the vision she just had, momentarily disassociated slightly from what Caroline was making her body do.
“Okay, how about you get us started then, Olive dear,” said Caroline, crawling around to trade places with Olive. Long red hair curtained Tanner’s face, as she lowered one of her pale breasts toward his lips. Tanner, apparently, thought he was dreaming and had not uttered an intelligible word in several minutes.
Olive didn’t waste any time. Not only had she been chronically horny in life, but she had had well over 300 years of no sex at all. Though she didn’t experience consciousness nearly as acutely as in life, having been relieved of a corporeal form at the hands of “witch hunters” in 1693, she now felt the need profoundly within this equally sex-driven body.
Besides, this was a means to an end.
Violet felt herself lifting her leg to mount one of her best guy friends. Only now, looking down at his soft brown curls and blissful face, did she mentally detach from her possessor long enough to consider that she was about to fuck a friend. Unable to slow down and ponder the implications of the act, Violet’s wet pussy slid down upon Tanner’s rock hard cock while she was still mid-thought.
“Oh fuuuuck,” Olive and Violet moaned as one.
*Well,* thought Violet, *too late to worry about it now.* Violet sank into the bliss of new pressure on all of her sensitive parts.
It seemed that the three girls did not share a mind with each other to the same degree that each did with their respective witch, but bits of thought and feeling continued to flow between them. Despite the truly odd nature of this sexual experience, the general consensus was that this was insanely erotic, and all were in a state of extreme anticipation.
As Olive rode Tanner and played with her nipples, Caroline sat up, lifted a leg, and straddled his face. She gently brought herself down to his lips. Tanner let out an “mmmm” as he started to lick Amy’s pussy without a second thought.
Olive was bucking and moaning and dripping on Tanner’s cock, with her large breasts and round ass bouncing. Tanner was now moaning into Amy's wet lips. The blonde had both hands on his bare chest and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying what he was doing to her. Caroline had taken a break from touching their male friend, but she was observing everything with wide, lusty eyes, and playing with herself with one hand.
The collective observation and sensation within the minds of six young women mid sexual act was almost overwhelming. If anything would qualify as an “intensely human experience,” they all knew that this would.
Violet was about to climax. It was both something she intensely desired and an essential part of the ritual. It looked as though Tanner was about to, as well. *Good,* said a voice inside her head. She couldn’t tell if the voice was the witch, or herself.
Violet and Olive came together on Tanner’s cock with an unearthly scream. It sounded like the cry of a wild animal, echoing as if from inside a cave. At least, that’s what one of the girls thought, so that image entered all of the girls’ minds. Moments later, just as Tanner began to cum, Olive got off his cock and pumped him so that he came all over her breasts. She giggled gleefully and rubbed the cum all over her round tits. It seemed to glisten and then absorb into her skin.
Truthfully, though Violet considered herself a bit of a bedroom freak, she actually wouldn’t have thought to pull that last move. But due to her connection with the witch, Olive, she understood that her orgasm helped tie her to the physical world longer, and his cum was an ingredient for the upcoming spell.
Purpose or not, Violet decided to store that one away for later. She found it hotter than she would have thought.
Now, it was Amy and Emily’s turn.
Emily decided to mount Tanner in reverse. She had already been riding his face from that direction, so she simply moved down his body and slid his still quite erect member into her smoothly waxed puss. Wet from Tanner’s mouth and her own juices, as well as Violet’s, there was almost no friction going in, except slight pressure from his girth.
At the same time, Caroline moved up toward Tanner’s face. She kissed his lips, tasting the other girl’s sweet juices. Tanner momentarily opened his eyes, but as his cock slid into Amy’s body, his eyes once again rolled back and he moaned, clearly unable to think properly.
Olive remained sitting in front of Emily, as the blonde slid up and down on the stiff member. Though Violet was not in control of her body, she knew exactly what Olive was going to do and she felt a little thrill. She was about to play with her friend. As hot as she had always thought Amy was, she had never imagined that they would actually do anything like this.
Emily was moaning and touching her own, or rather Amy’s, clit as she rode Tanner. Olive gently put a finger under her chin and softly kissed her. The blonde stopped moving for a moment, realizing what was happening, then leaned into the kiss with a deeper moan. Moments of passionate kissing continued, until the dark-haired girl’s hands began to wander. Finally, her fingers found a hard clit and gently began to play with it. Her friend began to moan even more deeply into her mouth, with pleasure as they kissed.
Amy was also amazed at what was happening. She considered herself straight and would never have initiated any kind of sexual contact with Violet, beautiful though she was. But, since she was not in the driver’s seat at the moment, she was getting this experience whether she liked it or not. Amy found that she liked it.
Just at that time, Amy and Violet realized they were sharing a memory with their witch counterparts, and to some extent, with each other. Amy saw herself licking Violet’s clit, from underneath, while Violet was being fucked from behind, and Violet - *Holy shit,* she thought as she remembered - had a vision of fucking *herself* from behind, while another girl lay on the bed. She had had a cock.
The two girls were so unprepared for the memory they had just accessed, that each was sure they blushed deeply, despite not being in control of their own bodies. Meanwhile, it seemed that this memory only served to turn their possessors on even more, and Violet found herself diving down to lick Amy’s clit as she continued to gyrate on the man beneath her.
“Mmmmmm!” came from Kaylee’s mouth. She was astride Tanner’s face and gasping with pleasure, apparently very excited by what he was doing to her as well as what she was witnessing from her other two friends.
If anyone had been passing by just then, they might have heard the desperate moaning from four friends in the loft and wondered if it was the sound of an orgy or a family of ghosts.
Amy and Emily were cumming. Between fucking Tanner and getting licked by Olive, the pair had an incredibly intense orgasm, causing her to squirt and gush out and down her friend’s balls. Olive went further down to lick some of the juices off of Tanner, causing him to start to cum as well. Tanner could be heard making very loud, but muffled, sounds of ecstasy into Kaylee’s pussy, which then set her off and she, too, began to climax.
It was a cacophony of euphoria in the loft. Luckily, the streets were still empty, so no one could hear to think they should probably call the police.
The three girls each rolled off onto the rug, giggling and gasping after their fun. Their human bodies needed to rest a minute. But inside, Kaylee could feel a tug from the witch who was possessing her, telling her body to get back up. Despite just having the requisite orgasmic experience, she also needed to obtain ejaculate from a male partner to complete the ritual. She was the only girl that hadn’t.
The witch, feeling Kaylee’s fatigue as well, allowed a few minutes of lying next to her friends in a shared afterglow. Then, it was time for the last ride. The last of the night, but Kaylee’s - and Emily’s - first ever.
As Kaylee felt herself about to sit up, she was taken by the hand and helped up by her dark-haired friend. Violet was smiling.
“Are you ready, lovely?”
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Caroline sat on a shelf in the bedroom, filled with candles, watching a young couple play with a ouija board. They were dressed as a black cat and a vampire, as if they might have just come back from a Halloween party.
From the china doll’s perch, the object her spirit was currently inhabiting, she could hear that they were starting to ask the right questions. Questions that would soon let her friends in.
There were only two of them, but the plan was to find another, within the hour. Ouija seemed to provide an occasion in which a body was more susceptible, more agreeable, to possession, than others. Another of those was during the moments before sexual climax. If a third body could be obtained, Caroline would be able to join the others at such a moment.
Her friends were evidently successful. Having achieved the first step of the plan, the other two set out in search of a bodily form for Caroline. Caroline had no choice but to wait patiently, something she was rather used to by now, until they returned.
Finally, the other two re-entered the apartment, with a beautiful woman in tow. She was dressed in red hearts, and appeared stunning, young, and energetic. However, Caroline could immediately tell something was off. It seemed like this girl should be perfect for a short-term possession, but she sensed something almost pushing against her as she examined her aura.
Caroline couldn’t effectively communicate with the others in the moment. There was no precedent for what to do here, since they had barely figured out how to make contact with the living, let alone possess them. She knew she would have to try to stick to the plan, regardless.
The witch in the china doll watched as the man and woman that her two friends inhabited brought the newcomer closer and closer to climax. Her time was about to come. She really hoped this would work, despite the slight sense of resistance she was feeling.
Caroline and her friends had been trapped in the spirit world for hundreds of years, and disembodied consciousness was not the ideal way to spend one’s time. They had a mission to complete. Well, and they were also really bored. But, because it took an extreme amount of effort to pull this together, it could be another several centuries before another opportunity arose if they failed.
Caroline focused her energy on the dark-haired girl. She had to try extra hard, because the scene was extremely distracting. One of her friends was fucking the girl from behind while the other was lying on the bed so she could lick her from underneath… it was so easy to get sucked into wondering what all of that was like… and how was Olive dealing with being in a man’s body? She had to snap herself back to focus again - by the rising pitch of cries from the bed, this was her moment.
With a slight whooshing sensation, Caroline began to feel a tingling throughout her body - her body! She hadn’t felt anything physically in ages. This was almost too fucking overwhelming. She could truly smell, hear, see, and *feel*... so much she had missed, for too long. She blinked her eyes, taking in this new vantage point in the room, and smiled at her friends. Hopefully now they could quickly make it to the site in time to -
Another whooshing sensation, and Caroline again found herself returned to the doll. *Shit.* She sighed, to the extent that a disembodied witch without breath can sigh.
“Well, that didn’t go as planned.”
Caroline realized Emily’s voice was coming from a porcelain figurine next to her of a woman holding an umbrella.
“Oh man, you got kicked out, too? I really thought this was going to work,” she responded, dejectedly.
“I don’t know what happened… it should have worked. We made it nearly an hour, too,” whined Olive.
“Where are you, Olive?” Caroline couldn’t locate the source of her voice, though it was nearby.
“I’m in the bookend,” Olive said, flatly. Caroline recognized that it came from the hunk of iron that vaguely resembled a cat. “Apparently a bookend is a more stable place for my soul than that guy’s body.” Caroline imagined her eyes rolling, if she’d had any.
“You were in there a lot longer than I was. Besides, he was a man… I’m sure that made it harder for you to stay in!” Caroline exclaimed.
“Honestly, I don’t think it was because he was a man. I think it was because he was a Scorpio.”
“Oh…that makes sense. Your Leo-ness must have been too much for his body,” Emily said with conviction.
“Right, well… I suppose we’ll have to wait around and see if we can find better matches another time…”
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Kaylee realized she’d just accessed another memory that had distracted her from what was currently going on with her body. She could not believe she had witnessed first-hand the other side of Violet’s Halloween story.
This whole lack of control thing could be really jarring, she found, seeing that she was now next to Tanner again, preparing to climb on top of him. She almost missed her first sexual experience! Kaylee really wanted to be back in control of her own body again.
One of her friends was finishing stroking Tanner’s cock back to full mast, while the other was massaging his head and neck. He had a look on his face that told them he was still in complete la-la land. Barely a brain cell was firing.
At the same time, every single nerve inside Kaylee was firing. She could feel the excitement of the witch and that of her own body. She was extremely wet and turned on… and Tanner’s hardness looked so inviting. Then she was on him, pushing the tip into her virgin pussy. It took a little pushing and shimmying, but finally, he was in. She felt sooo full… and it was wonderful.
Kaylee felt that every move the witch made was one that she would have, too, while having sex for the first time. It was perfect.
She slid up, almost to where it came out… then all the way back down again, slowly, so she could feel every inch pushing past her insides. Once Tanner’s length hit her cervix, she began to gyrate more slowly, little ups and downs, small circles. Kaylee almost forgot that she was not in control. She and Caroline felt like they were in sync, every move designed by a collective desire.
She could feel her clit rubbing on Tanner’s skin, while at the same time, a heat was growing inside her. Maybe her G-spot? She wasn’t sure, but she felt something building up. Just a little more. Just a little further.
*Uhhhhnnnnn…* Kaylee and Tanner both moaned. Her nails were digging into his chest. The orgasm built… and built… perhaps doubly, for both witch and woman - and finally exploded, as if a dam had burst. A bewitchingly rhapsodic cry broke free from her lips, and as she did so, a frost seemed to magically creep up the window panes of the loft.
Caroline and Kayla collapsed onto Tanner, whole body shaking, with him still inside her. Emily reached over to pet her long red hair and Olive scratched her back in a soothing way. After such a mind-blowing experience, this felt very satisfying.
Tanner had still not cum, and Kaylee knew as well as the other girls, and the witches, that he was likely a little spent after his last two orgasms. But they needed to get one more from him. Caroline sat Kaylee back up, pulled her off his cock, and moved to put him in her mouth. This was her forte, her magic trick. Both the witch and Kaylee felt like blow-job queens, and they knew they could make him cum.
He filled her mouth, tasting lightly sweet and salty from herself and the others. She twirled her tongue up and down his cock, added light suction, and encircled the base of his cock with her fingers. Though Kaylee was not actually in charge of any of the actions, she almost felt like she was teaming up with the witch, who was combining both of their experience and skills for this important last step.
Tanner began to tense his leg and abdominal muscles, digging his heels and fingertips into the rug. The witch/girl pair held back from increasing their pace out of excitement. Steady. Not too fast. Keep the pressure and pace.
The cock in her mouth and balls in her hand began to pulse. Then her mouth was filled with salty fluid. She swallowed it down, feeling the magic absorbing into her, combining with her cells. Something about having a witch possessing her body turned this very human act into part of a supernatural ritual. She felt invigorated.
As if in response to the question in her mind, Kaylee heard the witch’s response. “Semen is part of a creative force - male and female come together to create new life… in the same way, we can use his fresh juices to help reassemble our bodies in physical form.” The voice coming from her sounded strong and clear.
The girls looked at one another, six girls looking at three bodies.
“Ladies, we are so close to completing our task! Don’t you feel it? We can finally go and complete that spell so that we can rest,” Violet’s eyes were shining as Olive spoke.
“The fuck just happened…”
The girls looked and saw Tanner was blinking and struggling to sit up.
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Several minutes later, four people walked up to a fountain in the middle of a plaza in Salem. The place where, long ago, they were burned at the stake.
“So… you’re telling me that that whole multi-orgasmic, mind-melting experience was not a spell, I was not drugged, and it all really happened? And you’re witches possessing my school friends?” Tanner looked down into Violet’s eyes. Violet and the witch looked back. Olive nodded.
“What the fuck, how is that even possible?” He ran a hand through his curls, incredulously.
“I have no idea. Even when I had a penis for like an hour, I could only explain it as a magic of its own. Like a magic dumbing spell, while the blood is going to it.”
Tanner stared at the dark haired girl like she had six heads. But she was looking at the fountain now, no longer paying attention to him.
Violet’s hand grasped Kaylee’s, and Kaylee’s hand took Amy’s.
“In this place we were wrongly burned, we now restore the bodies we’ve earned. From ash to bone, from smoke to skin, three hundred years, let life begin!” The three chanted in unison.
A chill wind swirled, leaves flurried, and everyone’s hair blew wildly. Violet, Amy, Kaylee, and Tanner brushed the hair and dust out of their eyes. Suddenly, the girls realized that they were once again in control of their own limbs, and they were now the only inhabitants inside their heads.
Facing them stood three young women, about the same age as the girls. Somehow, they recognized them as though they had seen them before. A blonde, redhead, and brunette smiled back at them.
“Thank you for your help… we know it wasn’t something you were prepared for, but it was really the only way that we could get our bodies back,” spoke the witch they recognized as Olive.
“I certainly was not prepared for it, but I think I speak for all of us when I say it was our pleasure,” said Violet with a smirk.
They all could not help but laugh.
“Just don’t do it again,” Kaylee said, still laughing. “Please.”
“Oh, we promise. We don’t want to do anything like that again. We have a much bigger purpose now though. We have to finish our spell!” Caroline turned to look at the other witches.
“Oh, right. What was the spell for, anyway?” asked Amy.
“We were literally about to cure cancer when they ambushed us in the woods and carried us off to the stake,” said Olive with a massive eye roll.
“Yeah, and the irony is that they thought we were the CAUSE of cancer. And they didn’t even know what cancer was!”
“It was extremely, extremely stupid.”
“You were going to cure CANCER three hundred years ago and they KILLED you?” exclaimed Tanner, wide-eyed.
“Yes! But more than half the reason we were attacked is just that we wouldn’t sleep with the mayor! He was such a fucking asshole!”
“I’m going to go spit on his grave before we head out.” Caroline started to stomp off. The other witches nodded, ready to follow her on this little side-quest.
“By the way…” Violet said suddenly, getting the attention of the witches before they could walk away. “I couldn’t help but ask… why did you guys start with ‘BOO’ when you were responding to my ouija question? Were you trying to scare us? Or was that a joke?”
“Oh… yeah…” Emily smiled sheepishly. “No, honestly, I just forgot how to spell ‘beauty.’ It’s been a while since I had to spell anything.”
There was a surprised pause. Then everyone laughed again.
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*As a note, during the possession, names may be interchanged between witch and woman, depending on who is primarily doing the action. Pay close attention to avoid confusion. Violet/Olive; Amy/Emily; Kayla/Caroline*
