Chapter 5 - Bewitched
Awakened Ecstasy - Part II - Magic
Simon Coulter studied the science of anti-aging. He was a man possessed with preserving his youth. So much so that he received a full ride as an undergraduate, and a grant to pursue some of the work he presented as a high school student on theoretical hypotheses he had devised in anti-aging science.
Simon’s interest was sparked early in high school. As a teenager, Simon’s hairline began to recede like that of most thirty or even forty year old men. Simon also grew facial hair faster than other boys. In these formative years, Simon Coulter had a hard time socially, especially when it came to matters involving the opposite sex.
Although Simon wasn’t considered a good looking man to his high school peers, he was fit and tall with very attractive dark features. In fact, he often found himself in conversations with women twenty years his senior, but his maturity was often revealed quickly and so Simon went through high school very much the virgin.
To pass the time, Simon dove into studying books and papers that could reverse his aging symptoms. Whether it was leading edge science articles on the benefits of exercise and avoidance of alcohol and smoking, or some of the more new age beliefs in meditation and manifestation, Simon would dive in head first.
It wasn’t until his sophomore year of college at a satellite campus of the University of Vermont that he came upon witchcraft and magic. Walking home one evening from his on campus job at the library, Simon came upon two women dressed in black. The women donned white makeup giving them the allure of the dead and bore dyed jet black hair.
One of the women had what appeared to be a hexagon tattoo at the point just where her neck met her shoulder. They strode by him with the usual indifference but Simon felt an odd pull from them. He turned to find one of the young ladies looking his way. She arched back with a smirk and wrapped her arm around her friend and began to rush away.
Staying far enough that he was safely undetectable, Simon lurked like a predator behind them as two women made their way off the main road and up the hill to a road that took them through the deep woods. They walked for about an hour before they turned from the dimly lit road into the pitch black of the woods.
When they turned off the road, Simon had no chance in tracking them. However, he still felt an odd pull to move in a certain direction and so he kept moving forward. He moved through the brush as silently as possible, but he had no light, each step was a guess. He tripped and fell and was scraped and prodded by the forest. When he finally came to a clearing to rest, he sat on a log and pondered what he was doing. It was then that he heard the rumbling of a fire.
He stood up and looked around. In the far distance, he could make out the resonant light of a fire and again he began his pursuit. As he came closer, he started to make out shadows of what were six or seven bodies. He made his way silently to where he could sit undetected while close enough that he could make out almost make out faces of the gathering.
There were six bodies all dressed in black. Near the fire, they had built a meager stone altar and with sticks and rocks made markings in the dirt of some sort. Simon couldn’t make out the shape of the marking visibly from where he stood, but based on the positions of the five members and the circumstances of the situation, he deduced it was a pentagon.
The five members each lit a candle and placed it on the ground at their feet. The sixth member, a woman, Simon could tell, made her way to the center.
In the center of the ring, she began invoking a chant or spell of some sort. As she called out a phrase, the rest of the group would call back the same phrase in response. Simon had read about things like this. These were black magik rituals. He had never given such things any mind, but to see one in real life was captivating.
Wanting to see more clearly, Simon moved closer to a spot where he was now a bit exposed, but felt safe in the cover of darkness. He was just 15 yards away from them and had only the cover of some tall grass and light brush.
Getting closer, Simon was astounded to see the woman in the center disrobe. After removing all her clothing, she knelt naked and the five surrounding members of the group moved closer to her. Simon looked over her body from head to toe. Her breasts were round and large, and her hips nurtured a hairy bush. Simon felt himself growing at her sight. He found her darkness and beauty irresistible.
This woman, who Simon assumed was some sort of priestess, began chanting again. She now raised her arms and shook vigorously as she did so. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she spat her tongue out spitting on the rest of the members as she shouted incantations at them.
As she worked herself into this frenzy, the remaining members began to disrobe. The five standing members consisted of three men and two women. The witch in the middle now fell completely to the ground rolling in the dirt for a while before stopping. Lying dormant, Simon could only see that she was gasping for breath.
The two standing women laid down naked next to the woman. Here they began to touch and fondle her. One of the women kissed at her feet, while the other women sucked on the fallen witches breast.
Simon was incredibly caught up and incredibly aroused. All three women were incredibly beautiful. His attention was so captivated, he did not realize the men were no longer in his vantage.
It was too late when he noticed. He heard a sudden rustle in the grass near him and found the three naked men upon him before he could get up out of the grass. They pulled him up by his arms and dragged him toward the fire.
Simon kicked and screamed but the three men were incredibly strong. They brought him to the circle and tossed him to the dirt, where the three women stopped what they were doing momentarily and looked up at him.
“He is the one,” the main witch said without emotion and then returned her attention to her orgiastic activities.
While two of the men held him down, the other took a tab of some sort and pushed it into Simon’s mouth. In moments, Simon started to see his world change. Suddenly, everything was bright and the fire nearby was full of warmth. He longed to touch and be touched.
The two men holding him down felt the ease in his resistance and let him go. They turned their attention toward the two women who had now left the main witch. The witch crawled to Simon. Simon was immediately captivated by her beauty. So much so, he no longer felt an urge to run for his life.
“Remove your clothes,” she whispered.
Simon began to awkwardly take off his shirt and pants while looking on as the other members lay upon each other in a single hedonistic pile of bodies sucking and clawing at each other. They were so intertwined, Simon could no longer tell where one body ended and the next began. He was also so out of his mind he couldn’t tell the men from the women. It was just arms and legs and hair and tongues all in a mound.
The witch turned Simon toward her and looked up at him. She was a dark beauty. She looked like a creature from the woods that had come to steal his soul. Simon felt powerless to her.
Simon stood naked in front of her as she grabbed his erection and began to tease him. After Simon’s cock was fully at attention and nearly at a bursting point, the witch began to inhale him, running her soft wet tongue up and down his shaft, allowing more of him to reach to the back of her throat with each bob of her head. Simon’s mind was blown. He saw colors and felt the internal pleasures of chemicals surging through his body.. Her wet mouth felt so welcoming and warm on his cock, he did not want the moment to end.
The witch stopped performing and stood up. She led him back closer to the group. Now close enough, Simon and the witch felt other bodies close in around them rubbing against them and pawing at them.
Simon couldn’t tell if he was lying down or standing. All he knew was that he was supported on all sides by flesh. At his back he could feel breasts rubbing against him. His mouth was occupied by the witches tongue and his cock was deep inside another mouth. Whose, he could not tell.
As the intensity of the moment grew, Simon knew he was going to explode. In his subconscious he lost all sense of reality. Any prohibition he might have felt was gone. He reached for the bodies around him and pulled them all in as close to his own as he could.
As he let himself fall into his orgasm, he heard the other members of the group releasing. Almost as if they were of one hive mind, they all began to orgasm.
Simon’s orgasm seemed to hang in the moment as if frozen in time. It was like nothing he’d felt before. Orgasms in the past were quick and dissatisfying in a way.
Now, in this mutual explosion he felt like he was captured in a ball of energy. There was an aura of power circling this group of bodies. Feeling the energy, Simon wished he could be part of this forever. Simon wished he could be as powerful as whatever energy had taken over this ritual.
It was a few hours later that Simon woke up. Still lying in the dirt covered with whatever bodily excretions had come from the other members of the group, he should have felt dirty. Instead, he felt powerful. He felt like he saw a new way. A new path for his life.
He sat up to find the witch he had followed standing near him, now dressed in the casual clothing of a common New England college student.
Simon wanted to ask what the hell this was but his intuition told him to remain silent. He sat silently looking around for his clothes.
Finding his t-shirt and jeans, Simon settled on dressing with no underwear. He was not cold, though he should have been. It was only about 45 degrees.
The woman came up to Simon and without a word kissed him taking his tongue deep into her mouth. He could taste the rank saltiness and sourness of mixed sexual fluids on her tongue, but instead of pushing her away, he inhaled her.
“You are a powerful soul,” she said, pushing him away.. “And intelligent. I see your future and you will do great things with your will and determination. I felt the energy which is why we brought you here, but you were able to invoke more power than we have ever had before.”
“What is all this?”, Simon asked.
“This is your future. This is the future you asked for last night. And I am here to help you obtain everything you want.”
Simon thought to the evening before. He was by himself in his dorm room studying. He was again working on his alchemistic methods for retaining youth, and again failing. He was not quite in his twenties and his hair was falling out faster than before and he was finding it difficult to feel fit anymore. In a moment of frustration, he vowed his soul in exchange for all the power, sex, and money he could ever have. He looked back at this woman and her bewitching smile. What had he done, he thought? Surely, he had not sold his soul. How could this woman know? It must be coincidence.
She turned to lead the way out of the woods as Simon followed hastily to question her. As Simon caught up to her, she looked up at him and in a dark and soulless way finally introduced herself.
“My name is Eva Crowley. I was sent to make a deal with you.”
“A deal?” Simon asked.
“Yes, something about money, sex, and power. I am here to make sure you get all of that and maybe more.”
Simon froze. “Who sent you? How could you know?”
“We have much to discuss, but not here. I have an apartment on the east side of town.”
Ava seemed cheerful as she guided them back to town. Nothing much was said and each time Simon offered a question, Ava simply kept walking.
Back at Ava Crowley’s one bedroom apartment above an old used bookstore, Simon entered a dark room full of books, mini cauldrons, and paintings of crows, demons, and dragons. Eva entered the room and motioned for Simon to sit on the couch.
Eva sat opposite Simon on an old recliner. She still had dirt and sweat and whatever other stains on her skin, but Simon thought that only made her look more enticing. Her shirt was now deprived of a few buttons exposing a touch of cleavage. Simon wanted her again.
She smiled sensing his lust. “In time. First, let me explain a few things. I am here simply as an agent. You made an initial offer for your soul in exchange for some earthly comforts. We can make that happen. You’ll lead a full life following your own destiny, but upon your demise, your soul for eternity is resigned to my client.”
“I didn’t mean… well, I didn’t think what I was saying was real!” Simon said. He now wondered if what he was experiencing was real.
“Well, I’m not concerned with what you thought was real or not. I would like to make you a deal. Under the rules of engagement, I must inform you that I myself have sold my soul and that I have a vested interest in obtaining the rights to yours. For each soul I successfully secure, I obtain the rights to cancel my own contract.”
“How many souls do you need to obtain to cancel your contract?”
“It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I need yours. And so does my client. And together, we are willing to offer you things you otherwise would not ever come to know in this lifetime.”
“Well, I am not interested. That’s a bit too far for me. A deal with the devil?”, Simon was exasperated. He wanted to wake up from this dream, but Ava was so enthralling, his lust required him to sit still.
“Okay, well, before you say no… and I have to tell you, by the rules, if you refuse my offer three times, I will have to leave and you will not have this opportunity again. So, before you say no again, I want you to understand a few things.”
Eva moved from across Simon to next to him on the couch. She leaned in to whisper in his ear, putting a hand on his leg for stability. Simon felt himself become immediately erect.
“I chose you. I chose you because you are going to find a solution to allow us to live forever. If we live forever, he can’t have our souls.” Eva whispered.
She then put a finger on his lips so that Simon would not respond. “He listens in from time to time. However, he doesn’t listen or watch if he thinks I have a handle on this situation. Let me get a handle on the situation.”
Eva started rubbing at Simon’s crotch. His cock was so hard it was pressing painfully against the zipper of his trousers. Eva released his belt clip and unzipped his pants allowing the throbbing member to come out from hiding.
She grabbed the member and pulled him to his feet. Letting go, she turned and walked toward the bathroom and took off her top, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her tattooed and battered back. In the bathroom, she turned on the shower and called from the other room for Simon to undress.
Her body was tight and fit and her muscles gyrated with only the slightest of her movements. Testing the water, she stepped in and then turned and called out, “Let’s discuss my little plan in here shall we?” She smiled a devilish smile and turned to begin washing her ample breasts with hazel and evergreen scented soap suds.
Simon stepped into the shower without hesitation. At least hear the terms of the deal, he thought. Eva turned to face him. She grabbed his cock again, this time with slippery hands and pulled his cock straight into her pussy. The soap and water were a frictionless lubricant allowing him to enter her fully but Simon could feel she was already wet inside. Ava began to move her hips slowly back and forth as she pulled Simon in close to whisper in his ear.
“Sell your soul to me and I will help you complete your mission. If we never die, he can never have our souls.”
Her voice, though soft in whisper, screamed of sex, and as she moved herself sliding up and down his shaft, he felt himself lose control and pushed a hard thrust into the witch. Eva was surprised at how quickly he burst inside her. She squeezed her sex organ creating a grabbing effect on his cock and held him Simon flinched in pleasure.
“Do we have a deal?” She asked looking at his twisted orgasmic face. “Yes”, he gasped.
She reached down and pulled his cock out of her allowing his cum to drip from inside her down her leg. Simon watched in awe, looking at Eva’s wet and soapy body as his semen washed away down her leg. Eva reached up and whispered into Simon’s ear, “That was quite nice.”
She turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, purposely rubbing her body against Simon’s to make her way past, smiling as she did so. Simon felt himself aroused again. He looked down and then at Eva with a bashful smile.
Eva smiled almost sympathetically. She handed Simon a towel and then covered herself with a towel. Simon stepped out of the shower and reached to kiss Eva. She pushed him away, turning to dry her hair simply saying, “You’ll want to save that for later. We have a lot of work to do and you are going to need every last bit of vigor you have.”
Her full lips smiled as she thought, he is actually quite handsome. As soon as she cleaned him up a bit, he would be quite a nice addition to her plan.