SWNOVELS Chapter CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Magic In The Mist
The witches strolled down and stood by the blanket of mist, and in a line, they clasped hands. Fifty yards away, the vampires stood huddled together, and Isabelle asked, “What are they doing?”
“Standing by the lake.” Piper replied.
“Is that a lake?” Vicky asked.
“Yes it is.”
“I can’t see any water.” Ruby stated.
“Jenna told me it’s a lake.” Piper replied.
“What’s with the mist?” Isabelle asked.
“It must have something to do with the big surprise.” Aleisha offered.
“Aleisha, they won’t do anything weird to us, will they?” Ruby asked.
Aleisha gazed at her partner, then slowly turned her focus back to the lake as she said quietly, “I guess we’re going to find out Rube.”
“I found out one good thing, and that is that the witches can’t turn us into frogs.” Isabelle advised.
“Frogs live in lakes,” Giddy said, then she added, “And if I canna bite a witch, I’s will bite a frog … or a deer.”
Ruby crinkled her nose, then asked in surprise, “Bite a deer?”
“I never bited up a deer before.” Giddy mumbled.
The witches released hands, then they began undressing, and Piper whispered, “I like where this is going.”
Unencumbered by clothes, the witches gathered around a small table, and one by one, they leant over the table and seemed to snort up a substance, and after the last witch had snorted, they formed a circle around the table and joined hands again. The witches became involved in a solemn sounding chant, then as a group, they began walking towards the mist. And they kept walking until they had disappeared into the mist.
“What the fuck?” Isabelle muttered.
The moon cast a lazy beam over the mist, sections of the mist shimmering with a golden hue, and all vampires stared at the mist covered lake, puzzled by the witch’s actions.
Apollonia said calmly, “Vampires, come over here.”
Apollonia was standing by a bubbling cauldron, and steam rose and flowered out into the air. “Breath in the vapours, hold, blow out, then repeat.” Apollonia stated.
“What is it?” Aleisha asked.
“Are you questioning me Pretty?” Apollonia asked wryly.
With pleasurable memories in her mind, Aleisha said, “Pistols, breath in, hold, blow out then repeat.”
The vampires inhaled, lolled their heads back, then exhaled.
Apollonia said, “Repeat again girls, allow the vapour to mushroom into your senses, let the vapour invade you, allow the vapour to become your master.”
Apollonia watched them, noting that all eyes were closed, all creatures inhaling then blowing out smoothly. She assumed that they were where they needed to be, so she said, “For those of you who are bold and brave, free yourself of your garments.”
The vampires looked at her, uncertain until Aleisha pulled her zip down and stepped out of the jumpsuit. Soon all jumpsuits lay on the grass, and Apollonia said, “Hmmm, there’s a few spanking butts here, but vampires, join hands around the cauldron, and inhale again.”
As a group, they held hands and drew in again, feeling it, feeling something, the feeling relaxing yet stimulating, all minds expanding, all minds searching and probing for a destination. A gentle wind fluttered hair and licked bodies, and Apollonia, knowing what lay ahead, said demurely, “Come with me.”
The naked vampires stood by the edge of the lake, the lazy swirling of the mist being hypnotic to the receptive minds. Slowly, from the middle of the lake, something pushed up through the mist, and the vampires identified the object; a body, a naked body lying over the blanket of the mist, and then another body pushed through and lay above the mist, soon eight motionless bodies visible. The vampires did not gasp in surprise, nor did they question the sight before them, for their minds had blossomed and elevated to a state of blissful amenability.
“Vampires,” Apollonia began, “For those who wish to couple with my Babies, please go forth.”
Almost in a trance, Aleisha began walking, and she was aware enough to suspect that soon her feet would find the water of the lake, although she was confused as her feet felt the fluffy down of the mist. Confused yet subservient to the mysteries of the night, Aleisha walked … on the mist … walked over the blanket of white puffs and curls of clouded air, and the other Pistols followed, stepping lightly on to the cushion of mist. Aleisha knelt by Elsie, and she felt her knees dipping into the mist, then she moved on top of the witch, and after drawing in an expectant breath, she kissed her.
Piper sought out Jenna, and Vicky was drawn to Charlene, and Isabelle lay atop Debbie, and Elizabeth kissed Daisy for the second time. Ruby skimmed hair off Davina’s brow, then kissed her, and Sophia gently lay herself on Vicky, and Giddy saw that there was only one witch who didn’t have a vampire atop her, so she atopped Jess, but she didn’t kiss her, she accosted her with a physicality that could only be described as extreme.
Most bodies moved above the mist in salient physicality, and in the dream that was this experience, in the dream that was this moment, witches and vampires engaged, not in a war, but in a gift from the Gods. Supernatural creatures of different castes yearned and spluttered, they sought, and they gave, body-on-body, gentle, respectful movements bringing them all closer to achieving a glorious resolution … although one, she of frantic movements and manic physical aggression, went even harder, for she was humping in mid-air, atop a witch, and she couldn’t even remember which witch it was, and she went spacko, and the still night was disturbed as two bodies fell into the water.
Involved in writing a new chapter in their own histories, no other vampire gave a second thought to the splash, and no other vampire was disturbed, although the wet vampire, initially stunned that she was no longer in mid-air, mumbled apologetically, “Yo, sorry ’bout that.”
Surprised that she was in the water, Jess paddled to the surface, and she saw all the bodies still above the mist, all except for her and the small vampire, and she felt ravaged, or physically accosted, and wet … although not complete, or completed. Shakily she said, “Come, come with me.”
“Where yo?”
Jess swam towards the shore like an Olympic swimmer, under the mist, and finding land, she stood and urged, “Come, come quick!”
Giddy dog-paddled to the shore, stood, and then looked at the large woman.
“Vampire, quick come with me!”
Giddy turned around and saw seven couples still swaying and rolling above the mist, and she asked, “What happened yo?”
“I, I think you’re a little bit too frenzied for a tryst in mid-air,” Jess replied, then she lay on the sand and said hankeringly, “But frenzy me again!”
Giddy looked to the lake again, then turned her focus back to the witch. She could bite the fuck outta the witch right now, because nobody was watching, but no, more important things needed to be attended to. Her Gasm wasn’t stamping its feet, her Gasm was, Stampeding its feet, yo! And she hadn’t broken anyone’s bed (expect for the Big Fucker Witch) but somehow, they had fallen through the mist and into the water, so maybe she had broken the mist. Giddy wanted to float some more, or she wanted to fall some more, or less, or hoot and holler, or scream like a Banshee, or maybe, maybe just go spacko. She jumped on the big witch, and the witch shrieked, “Stop!”
Giddy looked at her, puzzled, and she asked, “Yo want me to stop?”
“No, don’t stop!” Jess panted.
“Don’t stop?”
“Yes, stop, but don’t stop!”
Giddy didn’t understand, but yo Gasm had a mind of its own, and Giddy stopped stopping, and she manically drove into the witch, and Jess whimpered as she felt her body being driven into the sand. Jess felt ravaged and soiled, although she realised that maybe she felt soiled because sand was spilling over her body as the vampire pummelled her deeper into the sand, and the vampire broke things, things that shouldn’t be broken; and Humpty Dumpty couldn’t be put back together again, although as the vampire relentlessly ground in to her, Jess didn’t really give a shit about Humpty Dumpty, or anything, because her life, or her potential death was playing on the big screen in her mind.
With a satisfied sigh, Jenna kissed Piper, and still tingling from the passionate physical event she had just experienced, she cooed, “Get ready Piper.”
Totally satisfied, Piper raised her face to look into her eyes, and she was enjoying the dipping and rolling motion that laying on the mist provided, so she kissed Jenna and asked affectionately, “Get ready for what Baby?”
Jenna gazed to both sides, and following her gaze, Piper could see the mist slowly dissipating. So relaxed, so content, Piper lazily watched the mist clearing, and she was caught by surprise when she fell.
Screams and shrieks rang out as bodies fell and splashes rippled the lake. In the very middle of the lake, the depth was almost twenty feet, and having done it many times before, witches began casually breast-stroking to the shore.
Aleisha speared through the water and when she felt the toes of her paddling feet touch ground, she stood elegantly, drew in a satisfied breath, then shook her mane of wet hair around. Daisy and Elsie rushed up, and Elsie handed her a towel.
“Beautiful vampire,” Elsie blubbered emotionally, “I will never forget you, and I will never forget this night!”
Daisy had enjoyed engaging with the Christian vampire, although her mind was already skipping into her future. “Beautiful vampire, rest up, for I will make myself accessible to you!”
“No, I am sorry Daisy,” Elsie piped in breathlessly, “I was so aroused that I climaxed much quicker than I was hoping to, so I will need to engage with the Beautiful vampire again!”
“No, I am sorry Elsie, that is not the way things will happen.” Daisy replied pantingly. “I am so aroused, that I anticipate that I will climax quickly, and then you may engage with the Beautiful vampire and climax quickly again.”
Wet witches and vampires dried themselves then kissed, the bubbling eroticism of the experience still burning in blissful minds. The kisses were unhurried yet sensual, the kisses being a grateful acknowledgement of what the creatures had just experienced. Witches were scared of vampires, and vampires were wary of witches, although both castes of supernaturals understood immediately that it was very nice to hump each other. Witches put on a bathrobe, then they presented a bathrobe to their coupling vampire.
Piper wasn’t interested in her bathrobe, nor she was she interested in Jenna’s bathrobe, for she pushed it off the witch and moved in for a body-on-body kiss.
Vicky the vampire noticed.
Apollonia handed a bathrobe to Elizabeth, then she motioned to Livinia and Elizabeth, “Ladies, it’s almost midnight, so come with me.”
Elizabeth was still coming to terms with what she’d just experienced, although thinking about what lay ahead had every nerve in her body tingling. “Excuse me a moment Apollonia, I will be right with you.”
Elizabeth rushed up to Daisy, and she gently prised the cute witch away from Aleisha and said shakily, “Thank-you Daisy, thank-you for an experience that I will never forget.” And she kissed her, with passion, and gratitude, and Daisy enjoyed the kiss, although she pulled away and lightly touched Elizabeth’s cheek. “Vampire Elizabeth, I am peace with the world, and that experience with you will rank with the very best experiences of my life, but …” Daisy drew in a breath and then looked at Elizabeth as she continued solemnly, “The best experience of my life still awaits me, and I apologise to you for not bathing in the glory of what we achieved, but …” Her gaze slowly swung to She of blond hair and blue eyes, and Elizabeth kissed Daisy on the lips and said coyly, “I understand, so go and enjoy.”
Before turning back to kiss the stunning vampire, Daisy said, “Thank-you vampire Elizabeth, and I hope I get the chance to engage with you again.”