The wind blows gently across the trees void of leaves, the moon at its full radiance casting an eerie shadow.
The silence of the night,dark yet serene just like the ones that lay in eternal slumber within earths bosom.The tombstones standing, laid across in perfect symmetry, the only mark of the ones laying below in their eternal slumber.
The communion walks through, their robes caressing those hallowed grounds as their cloaks cover their face in darkness, like the ones sleeping below. They form a perfect circle, holding hands as she walks in cloaked in white, the silk shining radiantly as the moon lays it’s eyes on her robe. Nervous,excited, aroused. All emotions flowing through her as she stands surrounded in the middle.
The priestess walks towards her, as the chants begin, a gentle humming of words unknown and yet mystifying as the girl feels her bosoms tingle. The priestess walks closer, gently walking around the girl observing,chanting. Her eyes a deep blue as she looks at the girl , her scent telling the priestess she is ready, of age to be brought into the community, as she slowly traces her fingers over the girls lips and whispers” it’s time” .
The girl slowly begins to undress her robe, shedding the white , denoting her willingness to let go of the light to embrace the impending darkness. Her eyes look around, searching for her parents ,knowing they are there amongst the ones surrounding her and she feels a strange excitement almost dark yet captivating knowing they would be laying eyes on her grown nakedness. She lays down on the ground naked,the moons shadow caressing against her bosoms, displaying those perk erect nipples giving away her excitement.
The priestess now stands towering over the naked girl now laying beneath her as she slowly removes her robe, her form a perfect symmetry that makes the girl below gasp at the sensuality and that feeling of arousal watching the priestess naked form.
The priestess signals with her finger as a woman walks gently holding a chalice, the blood inside swaying gently. The blood drawn from the wombs of the women when it flows at that humanly cycle every month. She presents the chalice to the priestess who dips her finger in the blood bringing it to her lips, tasting and making sure it has come from fertile wombs. She takes the chalice from the woman and holds it above the naked girl laying below, moving it over her mound as she lowers it letting the blood stream and splash over her Virgin mound, anointing it.
The girl gaps feeling the hotness of the blood as the chants get louder sending her in a trance.Her fingers craving to reach below and caress the blood to enhance the sensation she is feeling as it flows over her mound. She watches as the priestess spreads her legs leaning down slowly lowering herself on her chest, her mound now burning with need as she feels the priestess wetness press against her bosoms, her nipples soaking in her nectar as she moans. The chants getting louder and louder as she sees the priest walk. His presence ,his form so daunting, ominous yet mesmerising. Watching him get closer and closer as his body disappears from her sight, blocked by the priestess straddling her chest. She sees his head go down, the excitement of the moment now making her nipples harden as they press against the wet clit of the priestess.
The priest leans down, kneeling between those naked legs and the mound coated in blood from the wombs, her belly glistening with sweat as it disappears into the perfect form of the priestess ass who is straddling the girl. He runs his hands over her naked legs, his own hardness now complete with arousal as he traces his hands over her thighs , holding them as he spreads them open. Getting between her legs, bringing his hardness which has already been coated with the nectar from the priestess close to the blood soaked mound.
The girl gasps as she feels his hands spread her legs, now feeling the heat of his throbbing hardness close to her already burning pussy, her clit pulsating as her hands crave to reach and hold the bosoms that sway over her head as the priestess moves in a gentle trance. Her own bosoms feeling the weight of the priestess on them the burning hotness from the priestess pussy making her nipples burn with urge, urge to be sucked to be touched to be pulled as she lets out a gasp. Feeling his hardness press against her as the chants get louder and louder as she feels him push, feeling herself opened up. His hardness massive stretching her as he pushes in gently but strong inside her. She feels her womb ache with need as the pain mixed in pleasure sends her eyes and mind in a dizzy wanting to be stretched and split open with need and raging lust.
He stops, feeling his hardness press inside against her hymen. The priestess senses his movement as the chants get louder and louder, the girl now completely lost in the moment,the pleasure coating her black silk pulling her deeper and deeper into it. He then pushes in, one single thrust ripping through her hymen as the girl lets out a scream as the pain shoots through her, as the priestess runs her hand in the girls hair and moves her hip up to plant her wetness on the girls mouth catching her scream in her cunt as she feels her orgasm flood inside the girls mouth.
The man hits the depths of the girls mound as his semen spurts inside her. The pain for the girl turning into instant bliss as she feels her scream scuffled by the taste of the priestess cunt on her mouth and the flood of nectar in her mouth, the cum spurting inside her sending her into orgasmic bliss as she thrashes hard in uncontrolled unbridled extacy wanting this moment to never end. Her own cunt flowing and oozing of her own Nectar soaking the hardness that’s deep in her. She moans, breathes into the priestess cunt and that intense feeling of belonging that flood through her knowing now she belongs to the communion and knowing her Consummation is now complete.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xicbbc/the_consumation