Introduction:
The oldest known coven in all of history is the "Coven of the Goddess". It was founded by Morgana Pendragon, daughter of Uther and Igraine, half-sister of Arthur. Morgana, who was the most powerful sorceress and witch in history, was powerful enough to encase Merlin in his own lust, and spell Arthur into an incestuous affair that produced not only Modred, but also twin daughters that were lost to history.
Morgana was the creator of Sex Magic. This is a form of witchcraft where a witch uses the power of orgasm combined with intention to cast a spell. Spells and rituals can be performed solo or with multiple witches, the power of the spell is amplified by the number of participants. The stronger the coven the stronger the spells.
Her female descendants to this day maintain the coven, and the most powerful always holds the position of Coven Goddess, and is called by her name during rituals, Morgana.
Her female descendants also share certain genetic traits passed down from Morgana that have been accentuated by centuries of using Sex Magic. Among these are enlarged Skene's glands, which enables all the women in the genetic pool to ejaculate, and abnormally large clitorises. Some of the more famous coven members and Witch Goddesses of the past have had clits longer and thicker than a man's thumb.
Our story starts in 1983 with the then current Witch Goddess, Abigail Greyson, on the night of her twin daughters acceptance ritual into the coven, about 5 months after their 18
th
birthday in May.
Monday Night, October 31st, 1983, Samhain:
The ritual room was dimly lit by candles along the walls and a fire burning in a steel cauldron in the center of the room. The cauldron was in the center of a large Pentacle intricately carved and painted on the floor that stretched about 12 feet in diameter. There were pillows located around the outer circle of the Pentacle, three of these were occupied by kneeling women in sheer purple robes. There were two torture crosses, opposite each other near the center of the Pentacle, and three thrown chairs at the topmost point.
Near the center of the Pentacle stood Abigail dressed in a sheer black hooded robe, tonight she would only be called by her Goddess name, Morgana. She was a stunning blonde woman of about 5'2", 128 lbs, with piercing blue eyes and supple 36D breasts. Her body dripped of sexuality; her nipples erect with excitement could be seen through her sheer robes. She could feel the weight of her semi swollen 4-inch clit hanging down from below her clitoral hood, and she so wet from excitement she could smell the fragrant aroma of her own freshly shorn pussy.
Morgana looked toward the rooms entrance and called. "Bring in the seekers."
Two witches in red robes led the two seekers who were clothed in sheer white hooded robes into the room. Their hands were bound in front of them. The girls were led to the entry point of the Pentacle before Morgana.
Morgana began the questioning of rite. "What do you seek?"
The girls in unison answered as coached, "The Goddess, her love, and her power."
"Do you come of your own fruition?"
The girls looking up to the Goddess answered yes.
Morgana motioned to the two red witches, and as if on que they removed the white robes from the two young women, leaving them naked in front of the Witch Goddess. Two stunning blonde twin girls, 5'1" with large firm breasts and piercing blue eyes. That were a mirror image of their mother, Morgana.
Morgana looked at her two daughters Sara and Samantha. Samantha was the youngest and had slightly larger breasts than Sara. She could tell from the girls aroused state that Sara would have the larger clit of the two. Morgana had a delicious thought, "My god, she may have a larger clit than mine", and immediately felt her own clit twitch with excitement.
"On this, your first Samhain, do you give freely your Mind, Soul, and ...Body?", Morgana asked in a breathy voice.
Sara and Samantha now stood in a room completely naked in front of their mother and the coven. The heat of the room combined with the excitement made their nipples stiff. They had been just been bathed and shaved prior to the ceremony, and the air on their naked pussies added to the intensity of their arousal.
Both girls looked into their mother's eyes and said yes in unison.
"Have you abstained as per the requirements of this sacred ritual?"
Sara and Samantha quickly replied yes. Morgana nodded her head with approval.
Truth being told, until August neither of the sisters were very sexually inclined, not even to masturbation. Then after asking for acceptance into the Coven the dreams started.
Every night the dreams came. Intense sexual dreams that started with sexual encounters with faceless women, dreams of being held down and ravished. They gradually evolved into tantric dreams of making love to women they knew like their aunt Meg, their friend's mothers, their cousins, and finally their mother as well as with each other.
Their mother knew of the dreams and told the girls it was the summoning to the coven. They were chosen, but they must save the building lust if they wanted to ask for admittance into the coven.
As with all new coven member candidates that asked for entrance, Morgana had ordered the Spell of Dreams to be cast by the coven onto girls after they asked for acceptance at the end of July. For the last three months every coven member had performed nightly ritual casting the Spell of Dreams to propel their thoughts, their fantasies, and their lust into the girl's dreams.
"Do you give willingly your womanhood, and your virginity to the Goddess?"
