I Am Being Seduced By A Night Demon
PLEASE READ THIS INTRODUCTION FIRST
I have a particular interest in Paranormal activity and the effects this can have on individuals. I was contacted by my client Mya some time ago and have been working with her ever since and with her permission, have detailed and published the true account of one of her visitations.
This is a true account of Mya's experiences with her night demon - her incubus. Mya came to me about 3 years ago and I have continued to offer her support and council through several sessions. I have, with her permission, detailed her most recent attack, using her memory of the experience, which I am sure you will agree is not pleasurable for her and is little more than rape. In Mya's case, her Incubi has been 'visiting' her for many years, and I have expressed my deep concern that this has allowed her demon (and believe me they exist) to form a complex monogomous relationship with her. Mya has by her own admission has experienced difficult times in her life, her first marriage broke down partly as a result of her visitations and her incubi's jealousy towards her and her husband. She is a highly sexualized but often sexualy vulnerable woman, who although not in a relationship right now is regularly drawn to self pleasure and frequent ************ which I believe provides the source of energy her incubi (and there have been several) are feeding off. Despite these 'out of body' experiences, she has admitted that the intensity and the sexual demands have offered her a degree of sexual release in a way that no partner has ever done.
There is a degree of artistic license in this story, and remember this is Mya's experience not mine. She has asked me to describe in graphic detail her visitation to offer an explanation to readers who may themselves be subjected to attacks or sufficiently curious to want to understand the power of these demons.
THIS IS MYA's STORY:
The digits of the bedside clock showed 2:35am as it cast its phosphorous green glow over the room, but the last thing on Mya’s mind was the time.
Lying naked In a semi-conscious state she was in a far distant place, a place of utter sublime pleasure of her own making... allowing her delicate long fingers to trace the outline of her already wet and swollen vulva, stopping momentarily to run just the tip of her right forefinger over her still semi concealed clitoris which was starting to respond and become erect… awaiting greater pleasures that were so close now. Her spread fingers ran ‘V’ shaped and more urgently deep into her womanhood, the skin on her fingertips picking up the silky wetness as they glided deeper and more easily into the fleshy folds of her engorged labia and so easily running into the entrance to her ultimate offering, urgently awaiting pleasure.
Mya’s mistake was she wasn’t dreaming of love... her thoughts were of pure lustful self-satisfaction which made her so vulnerable. Her left hand instinctively came up to her chest, reaching across and grasping her right fleshy breast, her fingers gripping hard and pulling and rolling the willing flesh seeking out the engorged nipple between her finger and thumb and squeezing hard until her back arched with the pain and pleasure, sweat glistened on her body as she writhed in the deep desperate pleasure throes of a woman possessed by some unseen presence, momentarily bringing both hands up to her sweaty mounds rolling the tender flesh in a in a circular motion and forcing them together and hard upward, the erect nipples offered up like a sacrifice to an unseen robed priest on a high alter of deviant pleasures.
She saw images flash behind her eyes of lovers trying to possess her, thrusting into her, she desperately tried to focus herself to concentrate on one face, she couldn’t stop now, she was like a finely honed machine built purely for giving pleasure, she cried out into the empty room not realizing her lustful thoughts had invited him to come to her… lightening waves of pleasure and lust ran through her spinal cord, electrifying shocks reaching deep in her brain as she thrust two fingers inside her engorged depths, deeper and deeper as she arched up her body… her eyes were still tight shut but she felt far from asleep, she was almost comatose, nothing else mattered, there was no world, no recognition, no perception of anything other than the guttural sounds that were passing her lips as she writhed uncontrollably in the soaking bed sheets, she spread her legs wide apart, feet flat on the bed drawing up her knees to expose herself as wide as she could as her fingers were greedily feeding and taking pleasure in her ****, furiously rubbing her dark engorged lips and clitoris, she cried out ...........
"OH MY GOD….. OH GOD NO, NOT AGAIN .......
Panting breathlessly like a wild animal, her body suddenly stiffened as she sensed his presence kneeling between her legs, her vaginal lips being forced apart and tested by the familiar cold hard glans of an unwelcome visitor... easily sliding its way deep inside her familiar wetness that he knew so well, feeding off her sexual energy. A few weeks had passed, but tiredness and the pills she had taken had opened the door for him, she had inadvertently invited him to come to her and she knew she would have to submit her vulnerable body to him… her own ‘incubus’ demon, allotted to her and always ready to take his lustful pleasures, to defile and violate her body again and again. He had been subjecting Mya to his terrifying abuse for years and she knew only to submit to him in totality. He was obsessed with her in every way and was extremely jealous if she was not truly faithful to him, he demanded a totally monogomous female and no her husband had gone, it was so much easier for him now. If she tried to resist him Mya knew only too well what he was capable of. The sexual energy and punishment this demon could subject her to, was unbearable, sometimes it took her days to recover from his sexually violent attacks particularly if he sodomized her. He had total power over her body and mind and only had thoughts of sexual pleasure.
Her demon began to move upwards, covering her whole body with his muscular form pressing down on her, he wasn’t interested in her curves, her breasts, her gorgeous soft hair even her lovely inviting eyes he just wanted to be deep inside her....as she uncontrollably brought up her thrashing body and mature hips to meet every deep thrust he offered her with his hard engorged cold penis.
Twice she had seen his features, in the dim light of her room when he had revealed his assumed physical form to her, he was beautiful when she saw him for the first time, but the next time she saw him when he was angry, he was grotesque and ugly.
He was angry now, his dark face was close to hers and she could smell his sour breath as he purposely exhaled deep into her mouth and lungs, searching out between her lips and teeth with his long lizard-like tongue ... leaving a film of translucent mucous across her lips and into her mouth, she desperately tried to ****** her head from side to side trying to avoid his onslaught, the sickening ammonia smell of sweat on his body were deep in her nostrils as he grabbed her throat and tightened his sinewy fingers around her neck forcing her head back and opening her mouth as he began to extend his tongue deep into her throat; she knew not to struggle, she had learned to relax her throat muscles some time ago to avoid retching as his purple tongue curled and funnelled and reached deep inside her… his lips uttered deep guttural monotone sounds in her ears as her Incubus took his urgent pleasures from her.
Mya knew only too well, that during the night he had assumed a very different demonic form - succubus. Using his polymorph ability to become a stunningly beautiful female spirit, seducing strong virile men in their sleep and collecting ***** from these unwitting victims ready to inject his nights work inside her. He was sterile, he didn't have his own testicles but as he changed from his demonic incarnation he had more than enough stolen ***** waiting for her... as he had done so many, many times before.
He waited for the wonderful violent release her ripe, receptive body would give him any moment and it didn't take him long as he quickly forced himself deeper into her, a deep exhaustive 'UUUUGGHHHRR'... sound leaving his throat as he released the first wave of his stored mixed ***** inside her, each convulsion splattered more seed against her waiting cervix, the spurting seemed never ending as wave after wave of lightning electric shocks seared right through her body, searching out the very ends of her nervous system, connections sparking across the millions of neurons in her brain as her head arched back, she cried out in ecstasy as her whole body convulsed again and again, her brain and clitoris almost as one entity.
***** laden ***** from so many men was running out of her and down the crack of her *** as he continued to violate her.... sweat covered her hair, plastering it to her forehead as she felt her stomach and abdomen muscles contracting and convulsing with each shock of pleasure that coursed through her brain again and again as she thrashed her body against the bed, her arms flailing wildy whimpering and crying out loud….
"STOP, STOP PLEASE I can't take any more" until eventually after what seemed an age, he was gone.
Her breathing eventually slowed and finally returned to normal, her dry trembling lips parted slightly hugging the pillow for comfort before passing out, exhausted, and alone again until the next time.
I have a particular interest in Paranormal activity and the effects this can have on individuals. I was contacted by my client Mya some time ago and have been working with her ever since and with her permission, have detailed and published the true account of one of her visitations.
This is a true account of Mya's experiences with her night demon - her incubus. Mya came to me about 3 years ago and I have continued to offer her support and council through several sessions. I have, with her permission, detailed her most recent attack, using her memory of the experience, which I am sure you will agree is not pleasurable for her and is little more than rape. In Mya's case, her Incubi has been 'visiting' her for many years, and I have expressed my deep concern that this has allowed her demon (and believe me they exist) to form a complex monogomous relationship with her. Mya has by her own admission has experienced difficult times in her life, her first marriage broke down partly as a result of her visitations and her incubi's jealousy towards her and her husband. She is a highly sexualized but often sexualy vulnerable woman, who although not in a relationship right now is regularly drawn to self pleasure and frequent ************ which I believe provides the source of energy her incubi (and there have been several) are feeding off. Despite these 'out of body' experiences, she has admitted that the intensity and the sexual demands have offered her a degree of sexual release in a way that no partner has ever done.
There is a degree of artistic license in this story, and remember this is Mya's experience not mine. She has asked me to describe in graphic detail her visitation to offer an explanation to readers who may themselves be subjected to attacks or sufficiently curious to want to understand the power of these demons.
THIS IS MYA's STORY:
The digits of the bedside clock showed 2:35am as it cast its phosphorous green glow over the room, but the last thing on Mya’s mind was the time.
Lying naked In a semi-conscious state she was in a far distant place, a place of utter sublime pleasure of her own making... allowing her delicate long fingers to trace the outline of her already wet and swollen vulva, stopping momentarily to run just the tip of her right forefinger over her still semi concealed clitoris which was starting to respond and become erect… awaiting greater pleasures that were so close now. Her spread fingers ran ‘V’ shaped and more urgently deep into her womanhood, the skin on her fingertips picking up the silky wetness as they glided deeper and more easily into the fleshy folds of her engorged labia and so easily running into the entrance to her ultimate offering, urgently awaiting pleasure.
Mya’s mistake was she wasn’t dreaming of love... her thoughts were of pure lustful self-satisfaction which made her so vulnerable. Her left hand instinctively came up to her chest, reaching across and grasping her right fleshy breast, her fingers gripping hard and pulling and rolling the willing flesh seeking out the engorged nipple between her finger and thumb and squeezing hard until her back arched with the pain and pleasure, sweat glistened on her body as she writhed in the deep desperate pleasure throes of a woman possessed by some unseen presence, momentarily bringing both hands up to her sweaty mounds rolling the tender flesh in a in a circular motion and forcing them together and hard upward, the erect nipples offered up like a sacrifice to an unseen robed priest on a high alter of deviant pleasures.
She saw images flash behind her eyes of lovers trying to possess her, thrusting into her, she desperately tried to focus herself to concentrate on one face, she couldn’t stop now, she was like a finely honed machine built purely for giving pleasure, she cried out into the empty room not realizing her lustful thoughts had invited him to come to her… lightening waves of pleasure and lust ran through her spinal cord, electrifying shocks reaching deep in her brain as she thrust two fingers inside her engorged depths, deeper and deeper as she arched up her body… her eyes were still tight shut but she felt far from asleep, she was almost comatose, nothing else mattered, there was no world, no recognition, no perception of anything other than the guttural sounds that were passing her lips as she writhed uncontrollably in the soaking bed sheets, she spread her legs wide apart, feet flat on the bed drawing up her knees to expose herself as wide as she could as her fingers were greedily feeding and taking pleasure in her ****, furiously rubbing her dark engorged lips and clitoris, she cried out ...........
"OH MY GOD….. OH GOD NO, NOT AGAIN .......
Panting breathlessly like a wild animal, her body suddenly stiffened as she sensed his presence kneeling between her legs, her vaginal lips being forced apart and tested by the familiar cold hard glans of an unwelcome visitor... easily sliding its way deep inside her familiar wetness that he knew so well, feeding off her sexual energy. A few weeks had passed, but tiredness and the pills she had taken had opened the door for him, she had inadvertently invited him to come to her and she knew she would have to submit her vulnerable body to him… her own ‘incubus’ demon, allotted to her and always ready to take his lustful pleasures, to defile and violate her body again and again. He had been subjecting Mya to his terrifying abuse for years and she knew only to submit to him in totality. He was obsessed with her in every way and was extremely jealous if she was not truly faithful to him, he demanded a totally monogomous female and no her husband had gone, it was so much easier for him now. If she tried to resist him Mya knew only too well what he was capable of. The sexual energy and punishment this demon could subject her to, was unbearable, sometimes it took her days to recover from his sexually violent attacks particularly if he sodomized her. He had total power over her body and mind and only had thoughts of sexual pleasure.
Her demon began to move upwards, covering her whole body with his muscular form pressing down on her, he wasn’t interested in her curves, her breasts, her gorgeous soft hair even her lovely inviting eyes he just wanted to be deep inside her....as she uncontrollably brought up her thrashing body and mature hips to meet every deep thrust he offered her with his hard engorged cold penis.
Twice she had seen his features, in the dim light of her room when he had revealed his assumed physical form to her, he was beautiful when she saw him for the first time, but the next time she saw him when he was angry, he was grotesque and ugly.
He was angry now, his dark face was close to hers and she could smell his sour breath as he purposely exhaled deep into her mouth and lungs, searching out between her lips and teeth with his long lizard-like tongue ... leaving a film of translucent mucous across her lips and into her mouth, she desperately tried to ****** her head from side to side trying to avoid his onslaught, the sickening ammonia smell of sweat on his body were deep in her nostrils as he grabbed her throat and tightened his sinewy fingers around her neck forcing her head back and opening her mouth as he began to extend his tongue deep into her throat; she knew not to struggle, she had learned to relax her throat muscles some time ago to avoid retching as his purple tongue curled and funnelled and reached deep inside her… his lips uttered deep guttural monotone sounds in her ears as her Incubus took his urgent pleasures from her.
Mya knew only too well, that during the night he had assumed a very different demonic form - succubus. Using his polymorph ability to become a stunningly beautiful female spirit, seducing strong virile men in their sleep and collecting ***** from these unwitting victims ready to inject his nights work inside her. He was sterile, he didn't have his own testicles but as he changed from his demonic incarnation he had more than enough stolen ***** waiting for her... as he had done so many, many times before.
He waited for the wonderful violent release her ripe, receptive body would give him any moment and it didn't take him long as he quickly forced himself deeper into her, a deep exhaustive 'UUUUGGHHHRR'... sound leaving his throat as he released the first wave of his stored mixed ***** inside her, each convulsion splattered more seed against her waiting cervix, the spurting seemed never ending as wave after wave of lightning electric shocks seared right through her body, searching out the very ends of her nervous system, connections sparking across the millions of neurons in her brain as her head arched back, she cried out in ecstasy as her whole body convulsed again and again, her brain and clitoris almost as one entity.
***** laden ***** from so many men was running out of her and down the crack of her *** as he continued to violate her.... sweat covered her hair, plastering it to her forehead as she felt her stomach and abdomen muscles contracting and convulsing with each shock of pleasure that coursed through her brain again and again as she thrashed her body against the bed, her arms flailing wildy whimpering and crying out loud….
"STOP, STOP PLEASE I can't take any more" until eventually after what seemed an age, he was gone.
Her breathing eventually slowed and finally returned to normal, her dry trembling lips parted slightly hugging the pillow for comfort before passing out, exhausted, and alone again until the next time.
By:
matureamateur
Age:
46-50
,
Female
