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Ember and Friday the 13th✨
🕑 Added 2019-09-25 16:59:42 +0000 UTCEmber and I made plans to spend the day together on Friday the 13th. In the morning I listened to the new Lana Del Rey album as I was getting ready for our date, she posted an article on Twitter about practising sex magic on this lucky day, which happened to also be the full moon. Let’s just say as I read the article some intentions were set.
She gave me the address of her favourite witch shop in Brooklyn, Catland Books, and I met her outside. It was a gorgeous shop with an elaborate altar. The walls were lined with vials and canisters filled with herbs and spells.
One of the things I’ve been on the lookout for is a large abalone shell for larger group ceremonies. (They’re heat resistant so you can burn sage and herbs in them without lighting your house on fire.) I have a small one for my own rituals, but the upcoming Sapphic Slumber Party will feature a burning spell, lo and behold on the bottom shelf were perfect rainbow shells, just the right size. Ember gifted me one, as well as a lucky horseshoe, and an altar bell for ceremonies. How special to have items for our coven come from such a special place.
After that we walked around the neighbourhood and she took me to her favourite thrift stores. Every. Single. Shop. We visited. Was playing the new Lana Del Rey album. It was perfect. Ember spoiled me with a cute enamel mug for my cabin and these cute onyx moon earrings.
We went back to her neighbourhood, caught up on a sunny patio. In a stunning display of Friday the 13th good luck I knocked a full pint glass of water onto my phone and scooped it up in the nick of time saving it from destruction. (I’m super fun on dates, if you haven’t noticed.)
We went inside to get some paper towel for my phone and get comfy on the couch. We chatted about our lives and loves. Ember is one of the most graceful, intelligent women I know. She exudes competence. Her energy is warm and attentive. Spending the day with her filled me with gratitude. She mentioned she was feeling stressed about an up coming work decision and was having difficulty taking her mind off of things. I looked at the clock, we had 30 minutes before we needed to catch the train downtown. I raised an eyebrow, “Can I go down on you and see if that helps take your mind off of things?” Seeing her blush is a thrill.
She ran around making sure she had everything ready for our trip down town, thoughtfully fetched me the hitachi, and sat down on the couch again, glowing. I knelt in front of her. The sun was coming through the window, bathing us in warm light. The altar bell she’d bought me was sitting on the table close by. I lifted her skirt. “I think I should ring it when I cum,” she suggested. Sex magic.
Her sigh when I put my mouth against her was like Summer. I grazed my teeth against her clit and we talked about the time she let me put a clothespin on it. “I was so scared,” she said. “I know,” I smiled, “it was so hot.” I asked her to trust me and she did, the sensation burned in both of our memories.
I worshipped her clit this time, pleasure and pressure as I sucked it until her thighs bucked against me and I heard the clear tone of the bell. We both collapsed into laughter, she pulled me close and I kissed her face.
With 10 minutes left we grinded together against a hitachi, my legs locking around her to keep her close. I came, shuddering as she strung together filthy beautiful words that took me higher.
We had to scurry to make the train, ignoring the teenaged boys who catcalled us at the station, smiling when I could smell her on my face still. The train into the city was quick, she took my hand and led me through through the Oculus and past One World Trade, we lamented the memorial grounds becoming a mall.
Dinner was lovely, anywhere with her on my arm is lovely. I feel so lucky to be able to pick up this kind of higher vibration with her whenever time and geography allow. We wished each other well, until next time, and went our separate ways to enjoy our evening plans and the full moon.
She put me on a train back to Brooklyn and I marvelled at all the beauty you can find, if you’re open to it.
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