[Paranormal] Witch Cult Today – Hot Flashes

Maya walked through the dark, chamber–robe dragging the dirt floor as she passed between through the audience of similarly cloaked figures. The air was thick with incense and lit only by the dark, handmade candles. Brenna waited for her on the dais, the statue of Bophomet looming tall behind her. As she climbed the steps, the two women’s eyes met and there was a moment for them to talk privately before the ceremony commenced.

“I’m proud of you,” Brenna whispered with a smile.

“Thank you.”

“You’ve come a long way. Are you ready?”

“I am.” Her stomach twisted with nerves.

“Then we’ll begin.” Brenna stepped past her and to a lectern where she addressed the gathering. “Sisters and brothers, you know I have been preparing a new member for our family. You have waited patiently in silence, never revealing yourselves but watching from the shadows. With her education complete, a new sister is prepared to join our ranks. Please, begin the ceremonial chant of passage as I lead her through the final rites.”

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[Horror, Paranomal, Tentacle, Lovecraft] Blue Hill – Hot Flashes

Struggling to my feet I went to the slab, trying to force it open to no avail. I became aware that the room was not entirely dark, there was a faint glow back in the distance, and in its dim light, I saw the shapes of bodies writhing upon the ground. I knew now for sure that these bellowings were of lust and intense pleasure. The bodies were alone, however, with no partners visible and hands busy gripping and clawing at breast and hair.

Then I heard the noise.

A wet slithering came from the shadows, as of great snakes rushing towards me. And when I saw them, I knew snakes were not the cause, but rather something closer to an octopus or cuttlefish. I recoiled as they came, nearly a half-dozen, and fell backwards in shock. The tentacles gripped at my feet with an impressive strength and were quickly at the skin of my calves beneath my pant legs. I felt the same tingle as I had whence my hand brushed the ooze on the wall. It buzzed with a strange heat that was not unpleasant save for the appendage it came from.

[Lesbian, Asian, Fantasy] – The Black Plot: Part I – Hot Flashes

Senetsu sighed, a blush in her narrow cheeks.

“It’s hard to notice, but this place can be beautiful when it’s quiet.”

“It can, but so rarely is.”

“Well,” she rested her head on Aname’s shoulder, slipping their fingers together, “it is tonight.”

“And why?” Again, she toyed with one of the black plaits.

“Because I sent them away.”

“All of them?”

“Mhm.” She nuzzled closer and Aname took her under her arm. “Running a clan war simulation. Everyone is holding the perimeter, and they will be all night.”

“You’re a cunning and devious woman, Senetsu. I appreciate this.”

“You’re welcome, but I did it for selfish reasons.”

“Oh?” She looked down and their eyes met.

“You’re leaving for four days. So, tonight I want you all to myself.”

Senetsu leaned in, and Aname guided their lips together. The first kiss was quick and light. The second was deeper. The third was long as they felt the passion of the moment build between them. Their breath came slow, and they eased their bodies together. Aname pulled Senetsu close, a hand on her thigh. Senetsu pulled her back.

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“Look, it’s getting late. I’m tired, and you scared off my chances of getting laid. So, unless you’re going to suck me off, go back to your friends and leave me alone.”

“Oh, you’d like that wouldn’t you?”

“You sucking me off? No, you’re probably terrible.”

Ignis gave a long scoff.

“I’m great at everything. Including that.”

“I doubt it. Took you forty-five minutes to get out of a snare.”

“That’s different. These are two different things.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

He turned and started down the hallway.

“They are!”

“Whatever you say.”

“Fuck you, I can do anything.” She rested against the wall.

“Yep.”

“Oh, you bastard. I’ll show you!”

Pulling herself to her feet, she came from behind, gripping his shoulder and turning him around. Pushing him against the wall, she dropped to her knees.

“Ow,” she grumbled.

Fumbling with his belt, she tore his pants open and pulled him out, still soft.

“What? You’re not even halfway? Fine, be difficult.”

“Uh?”

She took him into her mouth, his body freshly shaved and smelling of soap. After a few pulls, she could feel him beginning to stiffen, each pump of his heart bringing him closer to his full size.