posted on Jun, 25 2014 @ 10:58 PM
My first post, forgive me for bumping a month-old thread. I had to sign up when I read this.
I can't completely relate to the OP, because I never experienced any of the 'roller-coastery soul sucking' bits.. but a lot of it and especially a
lot of the subsequent posters seem to describe exactly what I just experienced last night. I don't typically dream.. (or as some would say, I just
never remember them), but last night I had the most incredibly vivid "nightmare" about a succubus raping me.
My spirit/succubus/whatever she was didn't share a name. Nor did I ask.. maybe a bit rude of me. Anyways. I "wake up" in my bed at some point in
the middle of the night.. it's dark out, and there's the yellow glow of street lights pouring in. It feels real. It feels like I have actually woken
up in the middle of the night. The light in the room isn't enough to make out faces, or anything else, but it's enough that you can see objects and
you know what you're doing. You could get up and walk around without stumbling, but you can't discern the objects you're navigating around. You get
the idea.
So I wake up, and I glance and feel around the bed for my dog.. she's not there. I figured she was just sleeping in the livingroom. I laid down on my
back with my arms above my head in my comfy position.. and then I felt the sheets tighten. I'm completely calm right now, in fact, I'm reassured,
because I assume the puppers came back in to sleep with me. I like having her around. I live alone so she's good company.
It wasn't the puppers. I cracked open my eyes a bit and glanced down at what was the full figure of a woman in front of me, crawling over and
preparing to straddle me. It was just a black silhouette in the night, because the light from the window was at her back.. but her hair wasn't long
and soft like you've all described. It was teased.. and all over the place. Short.. maybe a foot long.. pouffy like if you just woke up and have bed
head.
I'm stunned with fear and confusion at this point. I don't have any idea what's happening.. and she reaches down and starts choking me, like the
guy on the 1st page mentioned jokingly. She's putting her weight into it with both hands and choking me against the pillow.
I reach up and begin choking her back. I'm fighting for my life right now. I'm trying to thrash and throw her off of me so I can be in a more
controlled position -- fighting instincts are kicking in. She's incredibly powerful. I'm a 6ft 220lbs man. It isn't sleep paralysis, because I'm
fully capable of utilizing my body. We thrashed around for a good 30 seconds to a minute.. and then she suddenly let go and hopped off me, playfully..
and I felt like she was smiling and having fun. I sat up and slid back against the headboard catching my breath and it was over like you'd turn off a
light switch. I felt no threat anymore. I actually enjoyed it.. she was starting to turn me on. I like a strong woman.
This is when it got weirdly intimate -- like the OP described. She laid down beside me, with her head on my shoulder against my neck.. softly
caressing my chest and occasionally playing with my chest hair. I was feeling so uneasy, but at the same time I couldn't help but really start to
enjoy it. No words were shared.
So, I'll leave most of the graphic details about the sex out, but I'll give you the gist of it.(I remember all of it. All of it.) She immediately
took control of everything. She seduced me.. she initiated foreplay, and in fact the first time she just went down on me and finished me off and then
smiled at me. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness so I can't really make out what she looks like but I can tell her facial expressions. She looks
at me like she's waiting for me to give her permission to do something.. and I kinda smerked at her. She immediately hopped up and wrapped her legs
around my head. It was her turn..
After that, I was basically her **** toy. For what felt like hours we had the most incredible sex I've ever had. I don't remember her voice.. it was
like I could feel her words.. but she led the whole way. Asking me what I liked, if she was doing it right, and telling me what she wanted me to do to
her.
When I read StormyStars reply; In all cases I've studied including my own, they try acting benevolent before becoming malevolent.......
I had to post here. Because after the mindblowing sex and most incredible intimacy I've ever experienced.. she got weird. She started telling me
things that she wanted me to do for her. Tasks to go out and accomplish. People she wanted me to kill. In exchange, she would keep visiting me. When I
refused.. she was no longer this incredibly sexy woman. She still looked the same, but in her mouth were savage fangs. Not like vampire fangs but a
whole row of long sharp teeth and she lunged towards my junk threatening to castrate me. I fought her off with all my strength.. and she suddenly went
back to the way she was. Ready for round whatever it was. Round friggin 20. She slowly moved down and went down on me again.. no teeth. It had to be a
dream because I can only handle 4 or 5 times TOPS in one night. Unless succubi have the power to make me ready to go again.
So I don't know what the hell is going on here. I remember the dream so clearly.. and the whole time I'm saying completely logical and coherent
things to her. Like "You're a demon. I know you're a demon. I can't do this." but she was so much fun.. I couldn't resist. And I'm thinking the
whole time about how if she's powerful enough to overpower me.. what happens when she sees my dog? She'd kill her.. I have a border collie sized
husky. She's like 35lbs. That amount of concern for my dog, and lucidity of thought really makes me think it wasn't a dream.
When I woke up, I realized I had slept for about 10 hours.. 4 hours past my alarm.. and I was dead tired. I've been a zombie all day. I feel like I
didn't get any sleep last night. I'm a skeptical guy, so I'm pretty sure it was just a dream.. but if she's real.. I just don't know. When I have
nightmares I wake up well rested, because I like a horror story. This was different. I felt like what could be described as being drained by a
succubus.
I'm afraid to go back to bed. But I am so tired.