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Summerisle

Chapter Forty Six

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Magic MF Inc FD

Sam Sweetman allowed his hostess to guide him to the spiral stairs. So entranced was he by the sight of Lady Summerisle’s creamy caramel flesh, so fully and brazenly displayed, that he completely forgot that his cock was still exposed, the evidence of the couple’s recent fucking drying on the organ as he walked.

In a dream, Sam descended the staircase, leaving behind the secret viewing alcove hidden on the other side of the huge mirror that dominated the bedroom of Lady Katherine’s 15-year-old daughter, Iolanthe.

When the couple reached the bottom of the stairs, Sam began to make his way back to the corridor where they had first entered the passageway. However, Lady Summerisle placed a slender hand on Sam’s chest and whispered, “We’ll reach the church another way”

Sam followed his lover unresistingly down a new and even tighter passageway. After a while, Sam began to notice some changes. The air was becoming warmer and the wall of the passage no longer seemed built of wood and brick, but instead appeared hewn out of living rock.

Before Sam could vocalize his observations Lady Summerisle spoke “We are now under the village” Her voice was no longer a whisper and she spoke in her usual beautifully assured tones.

“The system of passageways honeycombs the countryside surrounding Satyr’s House” She briefly looked over her shoulder at Sam. “I shall have to give you a tour some day” Lady Summerisle continued walking and said, “They are incredibly useful should one need to make one’s way around unobtrusively”

The couple had reached a widening of the passageway. Sam could see that the path split at this point into four new passages and a large stone arch dominated the vestibule created. The air here was heavy with the smell of incense.

Lady Summerisle dropped her voice to a conspiratorial whisper again, “I shall go on ahead,” she told Sam. “Wait five minutes, disrobe and come to me.” As Lady Summerisle gave Sam his instructions, her hand causally caressed his semi flaccid cock shaft, bringing it in short order to full pulsing erection. The ravishing noblewoman stood on tip toes and placed a languid kiss on Sam’s lips. Turning, she passed beneath the arch and disappeared from Sam’s view.

Sam Sweetman slowly began to remove his clothes. For a brief, reflective moment, he marveled at how different his life had become in just a few short days. He wondered how his son Toby, his wife Caroline and his daughters Tabitha and Tara had spent their evening. However, imagining his wife and daughters made is mind wander down other, more inviting avenues and Sam Sweetman’s cock pulsed insistently.

Now completely naked, Sam made his way through the stone archway just as his lover had, minutes before. The perfume of incense was heavier still and in front of him, Sam could see an ancient deep stone stairway leading to a vast oaken door.

Sam did not hesitate to open the door widely when he reached it. At first, Sam could see nothing as the countless candles burning in the space on the other side of the door blinded him. As his eyes became accustomed to the light however, Sam could see that he was in an old, ornately decorated church.

High above his head, Sam could just make out highly complex stained glass windows set into the walls of the building. Sam could feel many people watching him but they were out of view, hidden by the soft glow of the candles. The only figures he could see were those near the front of the sanctuary. As Sam walked toward them, he recognized Lady Summerisle who sat with what could only be described as a “prim” posture, except for the fact that she was still completely naked. Sam’s most recent lover was sitting in a delicately carved chair a few feet from the other discernable figures a relaxed smile on her face.

Behind the noblewomen was a bizarre sight. A man who appeared to have no hair at all stood expectantly in an open robe apparently made of Sheepskin. This was his only garment. He held a chalice in both hands and a young girl stood at his side. She did not even have sheepskin to cover her nakedness, but held an opulent looking bottle in her hands.

Sam instinctively knew to approach the man and girl; he smiled at Lady Summerisle as he passed her and calmly made his way to the front of the church. The Man smiled as Sam approached. Thinking about it later, as he drove home, Sam realized that from that moment he had not needed any instructions as if he was obeying a script he knew by heart. Certainly, the Man or the girl, a beautiful child of about the same age as Sam’s younger daughter Tabitha, spoke no words to him.

The Man held out the chalice to Sam, who gladly took it and drank a deep draft from it. The wine within the cup was sweet and heavy, full of honey and herbal flavors. Sam passed the chalice back and allowed the girl to pour a little of the contents of her bottle onto the head of his cock. He watched as the young girl smeared the viscous, pine-scented oil from the swollen head to the heavy balls and then place a fleeting kiss upon the shaft.

Sam followed when the girl beckoned and the little blonde-haired beauty took him into the area with the greatest light in the church. Due to the amount of candles, Sam had been unable to see what was contained in this area until now.

A woman was lying upon a stone altar. Strange symbols adorned her body and she looked at Sam as if half in a dream. This did not stop her spreading her legs wide to reveal a perfectly hairless cunt, which shone in the soft light due to her copious flood of cunt juice. Sam instantly knew what to do; he climbed onto the altar and slowly entered Sonya Hunt who let out a low sigh of excitement.

Sam slid his rigid prick deep into the woman and closed his eyes in pleasure as the velvety folds of her pussy enveloped him.

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When he opened them, again he was confused to find himself not in the church, but rather in a sunlit wood. He was still naked however and could feel the warm sun on his skin. Somehow, he was drawn toward an opening in the trees.

As Sam approached the clearing, he noticed a figure he had seen earlier in the day. The man who Sam had seen sitting behind Iolanthe Summerisle was reclining in the middle of the clearing. However, when Sam had first seen him he had thought him clothed, the man was now definitely naked.

Women, young and old, thin and more generously built, surrounded the Man, all of them without a stitch of clothing. Some were kissing him and others were simply basking in the attention he gave them with his hands. One, the youngest looking of the group, lay with her head buried between what Sam now realized were the man’s wooly thighs, her hands and lips worshiping his cock.

Before Sam drew any nearer, the Man acknowledged him with a nod and began to stand. Sam was surprised when the man finally reached him. From a distance, he had appeared to be a giant, but close to, the man barely stood five feet tall. The only thing giant about him stood stiff and proud between his legs, Sam felt vaguely jealous.

However, any feelings of envy Sam felt dissipated as Pan reached out to him and hugged him close in a friendly brotherly motion. Though Sam did not hear the god speak, he instantly knew that he had been accepted as one of Pan’s own and that the piper was pleased.

Pan released Sam and indicated that Sam should follow him back to the clearing and the group of nymphs. As man and god passed through the gap in the trees Sam was surprised to see that he recognized many of the nymphs, or rather that the nymphs appeared to resemble women that he knew. A beautiful girl that could have been Iolanthe’s twin and another, the double Iolanthe’s mother, sat in dreamy contemplation of one another. A nymph bowed before then and when she straightened Sam saw that, but for the darkness of her hair, she could have been Molly Simmonds.

Occupying the place where Pan had been sitting were a triad of delicate fawn like girls. Two faced Sam, and they so closely resembled Issy Simmonds and the girl from the church that Sam almost greeted “Issy.” The third had her back to him but Sam knew her as the girl who had been occupied between Pans cloven-hoofed hindquarters. Sam gasped as she turned to face him.

The face and familiar smile of his 13-year-old daughter Tabitha greeted Sam and he heard the girl speak “I’m waiting for you Daddy”

Sam knew he had to speak “No need to wait any longer Tabi,” He said as he held out his hand to her. The nymph allowed Sam to raise her to her feet and wrapped her arms around Sam’s waist. Sam swallowed hard and his eyes closed again in anticipation of what was now inevitable.

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“Uhhhhhhhh” Sam groaned as he emptied his balls into Sonya Hunt.

Sam collapsed upon her and lay there for a moment just panting. Behind him he could hear the unseen audience begin to celebrate the new member of their congregation just as they had for centuries, he suspected. Moans and cries of pleasure mingled in the vaulted ceilings of the old church as Sam pulled his softening prick out of Sonya Hunt.

Sam could only see Lady Summerisle now, waiting for him with a beatific expression. Sam pulled her close, kissed her then said, “I think I need to make my way home, tell his lordship that I’ll be using that right he gifted me”

Lady Summerisle nodded “Of course, I’m so glad you choose to join us”

After they were dressed and Lady Summerisle had led him to his car, Sam kissed her again and wished her goodnight.

“I hope you sleep well,” The noble woman told him.

“I don’t think I’ll be sleeping for quite a while yet” Sam told her as he stared the car.

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“Oh Daddy!” Tabitha Sweetman declared as her father finished telling his story, “That was so hot, I’m so glad you made the decision you did”

Sam smiled at his daughter. His cock was still gloriously entrapped between his daughter’s trim thighs. It glistened from her pussy juices and the steady flow of precum that had been drawn from him by the recollection of the evening and the proximity of Tabitha’s virgin pussy.

“I’m glad too, Tabi” Sam declared and kissed her deeply. The little teen responded immediately and wrapped her hand around her father’s cock head. The incestuous couple kissed and fondled each other, on the sofa in the family room of their new home. Their passion grew until Sam broke the kiss and lifted Tabitha onto the floor.

Sam pushed his daughter onto her back and stretched himself over her. He slowly stroked his cock down Tabitha’s belly until it quivered an inch from her pussy lips. Tabitha moaned but then stammered, “W-wait daddy!”

Sam looked down at his beautiful daughter “Wait?” He said with a hurt tone.

Tabitha beamed at her father “Oh no daddy, I’m yours but not yet, there’s some things I need to show you!”

Sam let out a groan of mock despair and then grinned, “What did you want to show me?”

Tabitha stroked her father’s cheek, “Oh so much, but before that can you do something for me please Daddy?”

“For you Tabi, anything”

Tabitha spread her legs “Can you lick me again like you did the other night?”

“Gladly” Sam said as he began to kiss his way down Tabitha’s gorgeous teenage body.

As her father’s tongue began to lap at her pussy, Tabitha moaned “Oh daddy, darling, I love you so muuuuuuch!”

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