In my late 20s, I had just retired from touring with my band. We had called it quits due to members going into drug rehab and arguments between us were friendship ending. This breaching our contract with Warner Brothers, I found myself returning home to my vacant, dusty, old house. Everything was still in the same place I had left it. I had sat there for the first time in years with nothing to do or nothing to plan for. I started thinking of my journey thus far and what I had learned and what I was still curious about. Now being free I was now able to explore. I decided it was time to go on a spiritual soul searching journey. I thought back to a time when I was most happy and curious, I thought of my old friend Connie. Ohhh that Connie. She was the first mature woman I had slept with and fantasized about my whole youth. Connie taught me so much about a woman’s body and how they want to be pleased and how the human senses can be used to heighten sexual stimulation in elevating one’s orgasm. She also taught me how a woman’s body is a temple and spirituality, sexuality, and pleasuring a goddess is the only religion. I reached out to her and upon contacting her I found that she had remarried and since moved on. Now Connie was much older than I and wasn’t currently practicing anymore. She did however refer me to a friend of hers who she thought I would enjoy meeting. Her friend had a practice down in Macon Georgia and she was called the “Witch of the south.” I was hesitant to make this journey by the title alone but what the hell, I was on a journey to study and learn more about my sexuality and was very In tuned with Tantra and spirituality. What could possibly go wrong. I made this so called appointment with this witch and made my way down south for a new chapter in my adventures. Upon arriving in Macon, I noticed I was at a business complex in a some-what run down part of town and the buildings were very very old and decrepit looking. These buildings were definitely dated and had been neglected for quite some time. This one building in particular with its matching address had no signage, ANYWHERE. I remember I had a hard time finding this place. I had even driven by it several times, almost frustrated enough to just leave. Once I made contact over the phone, I was directed to the correct old brick building, I made my way into the main entrance where I was greeted by a gorgeous young woman wearing what looked to be a toga. After doing a one on one interview with her, I was asked to remove my clothing down to my underwear and make my way into the warehouse beyond the lobby. At this moment I was soooo nervous but yet excited at the same time. I had no clue what to expect, though I had ideas and had visioned there being this voodoo doctor wearing human bones, covered in body paint standing in front of a huge fire surrounded by dead animals and blood everywhere, I was truly a nervous wreck. So entering this warehouse, I entered through a red curtain into another small room where my belongings were placed and I was directed to strip completely down with the woman using only hand gestures. Here I was cleaned by this lady I had just met. She washed my feet thoroughly then having me step into a large metal tub, she then used a sponge and warm water to rinse my entire body head to toe. While standing there, I remember her face and her cute smile when she was down near my crotch. She focused and payed close attention to that area for sure. Once cleaned to her satisfaction, she stood back up and directed me to put on a pair of yoga pants. She never spoke a word to me the entire time but it was very apparent that this was part of the experience and I had no problem understanding her directions. She then opened the second set of curtains and waved me through into this HUGE red circus tent like room with a platform in the middle. Surrounding this room was draperies of red cloth on the walls and surrounding the platform was seven diverse couples sitting together naked. On the platform was this older white women who I assumed was the witch. She was wearing a white see through robe that looked familiar to the one Connie would wear during our many adventures years ago. She was wearing a mask over her eyes and feathers in her hair. Her neck was decorated with necklaces made of beads, feathers, charms and probably bones, it wouldn’t have surprised me. The platform underneath her was draped in red cloth and had red pillows on top of a mattress like comforter that almost covered the entire platform. She demanded me to enter and make my way to the center. I was directed to sit on the floor In front of her and between the couples. I didn’t know what to do or what to say or if I was supposed to say anything at all. I sat Indian style and I was introduced to the rest of the couples and they clapped and each one touched my shoulder as a gesture saying welcome. It almost felt like I was in an AA class or something. “ hello, my name is Brian and I love fucking and have been fucking since i was 13.” but yeah, that’s not how it went. The masked woman said “welcome” she told me that I was there with questions about my sexuality and was soul searching on a spiritual journey. She told me about her simple rules and what was going to happen for the next three or so hours. I agreed to her terms and we began. All the couples got up and walked around lighting all the candles and incense burners. One started playing music on a stereo. Others carried in bowls of food and bottles of drinks. One lady had a bag full of feathers, one had a bag full of ropes. The men kinda just stood around and watched. Then someone rang a bell that echoed through the air and queued the men to start beating these drums. The masked woman started chanting and waved a burning sage around me and the couples instantly started some kind of breathing ritual exercise. I almost laughed at first because I was caught off guard and was not aroused by any of it. I held my funny thoughts and laughter to my self, I mean she was a witch right? I didn’t want any curses or bad JuJu now did I. The masked woman then directed me to this platform where she sat me down and reclined me back where I was made comfortable and my attention was now directed up at this candle lit chandelier in the center of the tent. The lights then dimmed and the only light I could see was the ambiance of the surrounding candles. Around me I could see the black silhouettes of the seven couples but not the masked woman. When the chanting came to cease, more music started playing over the speakers, a very sexy and erotic style music gathered my attention. One silhouette from each couple stood up and walked towards me, at first I was afraid they were men but the closer they got I could tell they were women. Two grabbed my hands and pulled my arms up above my head. Two more grabbed my legs and spread them to the corners of the mattress. Another woman started removing my yoga pants. I felt seven sets of warm lips kissing my entire body all over. One lady whispered in my ear that my body needed love and they were kissing it to show me the love it has been denied for so long. Then they started rubbing me in oil all over and they began covering themselves and each other. Two of them sat on my chest and stomach, they both started gliding back and forth. Two more women glided up and down my legs rubbing their pussies and spreading them, grinding their clits against my shins. Next thing I knew, I had 4-5 naked women gliding on me at the same time and I could feel the warmth and wetness from their pussies as they left trails on my skin. As some began gliding faster and faster, they started moaning and I became erect instantly. I felt a hand grab my shaft as to acknowledge and accept my invitation. She twisted her hand up and down squeezing my cock and with the other, twisting the head and the tip with one finger. Another woman walked around and climbed up and squatted over my face and slowly hovered her pussy just out of reach of my face above my mouth and tongue. Every time I would barely touch her with my tongue she would say “uh uh” and she would raise her body up. When my hands were finally free, I grabbed her thighs and pulled her down to my face and shoved my tongue as deep as I could inside of her. Her pussy tasted so good and she was so wet and so warm against my cheeks. Her outer labia stuck to the surface of my cheeks from the suction around my mouth. Every time I gasped for air her lips rattled against my face. She leaned forward placing her clit closer to my tongue and either her or someone else started kissing the head of my dick and flicking it with their tongue. I began sucking on her the woman’s clit in my mouth taking it all in and softly tickling the clit with the tip of my tongue while still maintaining suction on her entire inner labia and the clitoral hood area. As my cock was being devoured, I inserted my index finger inside her dripping wet pussy and started a slow hook shaped gesture with my finger, asking her to cum here. I then entered my pinky in her ass as well to test her boundaries, feeling her ass tighten up I sucked on her clit even harder. Then another mouth engulfed my enlarged cock and started to mouth fuck me. This one gagging as she took me all the way in to the back of her throat. Other lips continued kissing me all over and several hands were massaging my other body parts. There was even a hand with nails massaging the scalp of my head and others running nails across my abs as if they were spelling out the worlds “ fuck me”. Then I started feeling feathers and beads running across me body followed by more lotions, oils, and even wax. Then I was held down and tied up with rope. My four branches were spread out and quartered, then that warm wet pussy stood up off my face and walked away. I was so close to orgasm when they all stopped. I really wished they continued, I was soooo close. Then the other half of the silhouette couples stood up and walked towards me. I could tell these were men. Some silhouettes looked like they had three arms. I honest to god panicked because I knew I wasn’t gay and that there was no way they were touching me, but I couldn’t stop them at this point. The men thankfully sat down behind and or next to their partners. I was relieved and my falling hard-on began to slowly rise from the dead again. The masked woman finally returned and asked if I was enjoying myself. Then she sat on my chest naked and I could feel and tell she had a large bush down there. She said I needed to focus on what I feel, smell, taste, and hear. She put on some sexually motivational music by enigma. The music was seducing yet satisfying, in the back ground was an ambiance of water trickling, bells ringing, women breathing heavily mixed with moaning but all in solidarity with some ancient oriental musical instruments. The masked woman began tickling my skin with her hair dragging it, moving it slowly and slightly around areas that pleased me. I could feel her warm breath on my skin and he slowly teased me all over. She then placed a blind fold over my face. I felt her weight shift on me as if she was leaning in to kiss me and then I felt what tasted like a grape against my lips. She crushed it with her lips squeezing its contents in and around my mouth. Then she seductively made me take it from her lips using mine where I chewed it up. Then came a strawberry, following that a chocolate dipped strawberry and then pineapples. My head was raised by someone at some point and I received a shot of a liquorish chocolate flavored drink. The masked lady started gliding her hairy wet pussy up and down my sternum. I could smell her wet pussy she was so close. She leaned back rubbing her pussy closer and closer to my face as if she was enticing my tongue to dance with her clit. My blindfold was taken off and I could see the couples had already started having sex with one another, mostly women giving the men head or vise versa. She leaned forward again to continue feeding me fruit. Then the welcoming feeling of more women’s hands on my body with their magical finger nails massaging my skin. Again one at a time I felt their touch and could tell they were starting to focus their attention on me once more. I could see the men crouching down behind them as they were gratifying themselves and some were even sliding their cocks inside their partners. As it started to get heated the masked women slid her hairy pussy up against my mouth and started gliding her entire vulva area up and down against my tongue. The men in the group all started pounding their partners harder as I felt mouths and faces bouncing and sliding across my skin sometimes uncontrollably and completely off of me. The women were screaming so loud they were drowning out the sounds of skin slapping against each other. Their nails deep in my skin was very telling on the amount of pleasure they were experiencing. The masked woman grabbed my head with her fingers and pulled my face up deep into her hairy pussy as she started to tense up and moan. She said “ don’t stop, that’s it” she cried “yes baby yes baby” The masked woman straddled my face now having help by another woman eating her ass. I felt a vibrator make its way down to her clit against my nose. She started shaking and squirming uncontrollably clenching her legs around my head squeezing the life out of me. Then came a scream as she squirted a projectile of juices all over me and the surrounding couples. She sat up, her body all contortion like a demon being exorcised from her possessed body by a catholic priest, her rubbing her clit vigorously in the air, her hand casting out a fan of her demons spraying over and over again. As she finished she became limp and relaxed. She laid back down over my chest trying to catch her breath. I could feel her heart racing against mine. I then felt sets of lips all around my cock once more and all the women ended up laying their bodies on me kissing each other as they were getting fucked from behind. As couples were changing positions, I felt heavier weight shift on me and I realized it could only be that of the men. I have now become the mattress as to what they were all now fucking each other on. The masked woman reached over to kiss me and sucked her sweet nectar from my lips. She pushed the women out of the way as she slid down my sweaty body and took my cock and teased it with her hairy pussy, rubbing it against her inner thigh. She slowly started massaging it up and down with her every stroke then gradually pushing it into her mouth and popping it out the side of her cheeks. Now looking around I have naked men sitting on me and I could feel harry balls and penises against my body but I wasn’t worried anymore as now more mouths were again kissing, licking, sucking every inch of my body. I felt completely comfortable in this predicament I was in. Then another mouth meeting mine with more fruit and the music still playing in my ears, I noticed the smells around the room had become more intense with a variety of incense. The lighting was getting darker from the candles melting down. I was being constantly tickled with nails, sometimes they were sharp but mostly pleasant. My body was in sensory overdrive at this point. I felt my climax coming on. The masked woman whispered in my ear “you want to cum? “ I said oh yes and she said “not yet.”She then stopped what she was doing and directed everyone to move away from me, yet again. Damn it! I was so numb all over I could hardly even feel my cock at all. I had sunken down so deep in this damn mattress that I could hardly see the couples sitting around me. I could still hear the moaning from both men and women as they were still sucking cocks and their pussies were getting fingered but at this time I wasn’t sure who was paired up with who. The masked woman covered me In a warm gel like substance, a little more thicker than your average lube. She started to slide over me again this time stroking my cock as if she was dancing erotically with a pole on a strippers stage. She teased me and built me up to a point of a climax and then backed off. She repeated this motion numerous times. Every time I was about to cum she would slide her pussy up to my face and let me slide my tongue in. When my massive cock started to dwindle, she would made her way back down to my crotch and start again teasing me and massaging it. Finally, what started out as a spectacular hand job, now turned into a hardcore blow job. I was so close to blowing my much deserved load all down her throat but she could feel my bodies response and felt the veins on my cock pulsating erratically in her mouth. She stopped yet again and then sat on my face, yet again. Then there were the finger tips again. I was like COME ON! It had to have been all seven women, nails were running left to right across my abdomen causing every muscle in my body to tense up. Then one by one, each woman slid their pussies up and down my cock. The women in the mask said “don’t you cum in them, that’s my offering you owe me.” One after another the women took turns sliding up and down my cock rubbing their little clits against me and taking my cock all the way in. Some even just rode up and down on my head only. Every time one went down my shaft I felt a sensation that I was fixing to cum. Now at any time any touch would set me off. I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed one woman. But then I was held down by the other men. More women up and down taking turns like I was a carnival ride. I noticed now men are jerking off around me watching their partners take turns with me. Their hands jerking themselves closer to me and they were way to close to my face as if I was now about to get a facial. I realized that I lost site of the masked woman and began to panic. As I started trying to get up and look around, I could feel the climax getting closer and closer with every movement. Every time I was on the edge of cumming they would stop and another would get on making the sensation come and go with their absence. I was ready to let lose. Finally they all stopped and the masked woman asked me to join her privately in another room. She pulled me up out of that soaking wet pit of a mattress and led me in. As I’m struggling to feel my legs and carry myself across the floor, my cock was throbbing so bad it was bouncing up and down as it would after normal ejaculation. She took me to this private room where she laid with me and slowly started sucking my cock again, this time though it felt like she was making love to it vs trying to break it off. Eventually she flipped around placing her pussy on my face again and moved it in an orbital rotation. With her lips clamped around my cock, her cheeks caving in as she sucked ever so tightly, like she was removing chrome from a trailer hitch, I told her I was close to cumming. She said she wanted to taste my holy spirit and God did I relieve myself in her mouth. I took that witch to fucking CHURCh I did. I know I filled her up to where she couldn’t contain it within her lips anymore. She swallowed every drop of it though and then made her way up my chest and again slid my cock inside her slowly gliding up and down allowing my entire head to come out, then sliding it back in deep, all the way. I was soooo sensitive at that point but felt another climax wasnt out of reach. She leaned down to my ear and asked me if I would fuck her. This time she took off her mask to reveal to me a beautiful older women who had not just beautiful eyes but a beautiful face all together. She informed me that she is now my mistress for the rest of my visit and it felt like we have been fucking each other for years. While we were alone, outside in the bigger room, I could hear the other seven couples in fucking harder and screaming louder. Sounds of orgasms filled the air of women and men relieving themselves as if they had just all crossed the finish line at a 5K on a hot day desperate for water. The woman and I finally picked up the pace again and we were both close to busting out a second load back to back. She asked me to please cum in her and I did. She also reached her climax as I reached mine. She shook all over falling off of me and ended up laying next to me, her body spazzing about, kicking and jerking around. My body was so numb I had that sensation of needles all over. I was exhausted and my cock felt like it was fucked by a train. When the time was up and everyone was finished and exhausted the woman and I just laid there with our hands moving across each other. The others made their way into the room and complemented me and wished me good luck on my journeys ahead. Many thanked me for allowing them to share my journey and experience with them. Each couple left and told me their names, leaving just me and the woman alone. I looked at the woman and asked what her name was. She said I already knew, I gave her a puzzled look and said that she never told me. She smiled, I started thinking back trying to remember if anyone said it or if I had just forgotten it at some point. She tapped me on my chest and said “I’m the Witch of the south.” and that’s all you need to know. Years later and here just recently, I was down in Macon Georgia for business and was kinda in that part of town, I decided to drive by that illusive old abandoned looking brick building that I remember driving by lost numerous times before. As to my surprise it was now a carpet warehouse selling what looked like second hand rugs advertising to a market with a much lower budget. I never found out what became of that witch, “the
Witch of the South”, or where her red circus tent had taken her, maybe some magical carpet from that store carried her away to another city? Maybe your city? Anyone hear of any place like this or woman like that, please let me know. I’m now a CURSED MAN and I want MORE!!!
