Supernatural Seduction

Story as told to me by a close friend from the United Kingdom:
I had an experience when I was much younger. I can’t remember exactly how old I was though. I had an interest in boys from a distance, but no actual experience of even kissing or flirting with them. I went to an all-girl school, and my parents did not approve of me going anywhere near boys. I was shy with boys, but was happily enjoying my hobbies; I had a good social life and I had a lot of friends. Horses and the theatre were my main interests.

I’m trying to set the picture up like this because my experience came completely out of the blue and was completely unexpected for someone like me at that time.

I had already been connected to the spirit world all my life. I was able to talk to the many faces that would appear to me. Most of them were friendly, and just to describe what this was like, I would see a huge queue of people waiting to say hello to me. When I was a child I was frightened by a head that appeared on my wall, it kept telling me to go away and it was very scarred and ugly. I also saw a number of spirits, a white luminous type dancing in my living room. I wasn't so much scared as I was fascinated really. Sometimes spirits are naughty and say bad things but they can't actually ever hurt you, and you can tell them to piss off.

They would wait their turn, and then I would see a face and the person would say something like,
“Hello I am Robert Jones”

Or whatever their name was, and I would reply,

“Hello Robert Jones!”

It would go on like that for a long time. My mother would ignore it, but my dad would always ask me who I was talking to. My dad believed in the paranormal and my mom was too afraid of it to even talk about it. Our house had a lot of spiritual activity in it, probably because of me.

I once saw a man, who said that his name was Charlie Frankis, and he told me to say hello to my dad for him, which I did and my dad’s face went pale. He had obviously known the man when the man was alive. I started to realize that what was happening to me wasn’t normal. I started to resent the faces because they made my mother angry and they made my dad very quiet. I was so upset one day when I was about 3 or 4 years old, that I grabbed a broom and broke every single ornament in the house that had a face on it.

The ability to communicate with the dead stayed with me as I got older but I hid it. I wasn’t happy and I often cried. I would be comforted by a gentle voice that guided and advised me, I now know that the voice was my angel or spirit guide.

This following experience is an incubus story and it has two parts. I am not going to go into gratuitous detail, as most adults will know the ins and outs of sex so to speak. I never regarded this entity that came to me as an incubus if it was indeed one, until later in my life when my knowledge of the paranormal increased. Up until then he was always a mystery to me.

I had a normal night’s sleep and awoke around 5am. I was thinking about the day ahead, what I would wear and what I would do. Just as I was about to get up, I felt a gentle but strong pressure on my shoulders. I was sitting on the end of my bed and I felt or heard a persuasive voice telling me to lie down. Then I was gently pushed back down onto the bed.

I had a strange sensation of sleepiness come over me, almost like having an anesthetic, and I felt the body of a man lay beside me. I could feel his arms and chest against my side and he stroked my body. It felt very wonderful. I struggled to open my eyes and when I did, although I could feel him, I couldn’t see him at all. My bed was empty except for me. He kissed me and I felt his hair fall on my face, his face was like that of a mature grown man. The skin on his face was relatively smooth, but I could distinctively feel the hairs on his legs and chest. It was very strange and I had no will to fight it. It was a completely sensuous experience.

It felt natural and familiar like I had lain in his arms a million times before. I felt completely loved and cherished, like I was the most desired of women, and that I belonged to him and no one else. He touched me like I was precious and I felt no fear. Every so often I would remember that I was actually alone in my bed as far as my eyes were concerned anyways.

As I tried to explain earlier, I had no previous experience with sex at all, I had never even been kissed by a boy. One of the things that has always intrigued me about the experience, is that although I was naïve and a virgin at the time, I accepted the love making from the entity so easily.

While he laid on top of me as he was making love to me, I felt no pain, and it felt very good. He touched and kissed every part of me. He was gentle and seemed to be concerned about my pleasure and was not selfish or rough. I suppose what I’m trying to say is that he went at my “rhythm” and not his own. I could feel his back, arms, and muscles. I’m not sure how tall he was because we were lying down, but he didn’t seem to be overly tall. He wasn’t too heavy either. His skin felt normal and warm, but it wasn’t as soft as mine.

When I had an orgasm it was long, intense and yet gentle. This was the first time this had ever happened to me. I felt so much love wash over me. I must have passed out or fallen asleep again. I woke up still feeling loved but the entity had left. It was very hard for me to fully comprehend what had happened and I didn’t tell anyone about it. However, I knew I would never experience this entity ever again. I sort of knew it was a one-time thing. It took me a while to try to get over it, but I pushed it to the back of my mind and put it down as just a strange dream.

The second part of the story happened many months later. I would like to say 9 months, but I can’t remember for sure. My family was out of the house and I was doing something, when I started to develop terrible cramping like period pains. I wasn’t due so I thought that it was an upset stomach and would pass, but it just got worse and worse. I started to get worried about the pain, which was coming in spasms. I ended up on my bed in extreme pain, and I was passing in and out of consciousness.

I felt hands around my body like someone was lifting my legs, and the pain eased a bit. I then felt like I needed to push the pain out, this is the best way to describe it. I felt at the time like I was having a baby. Eventually the pain stopped or I passed out. I just remember waking up feeling so happy and light headed and that the pain had subsided. I looked in the mirror to check myself out, and I looked like I had been pulled through a hedge backwards. My hair stuck to my face, and my face was very pink.

For months after, I felt a strange sense of loss, like I had lost something very precious to me. I have never shared this story with anyone before because it is so strange.

It is believed that Succubus’s take sperm from human males, give the sperm to Incubuses, and they use it to “impregnate” human females. It is possible that the lady in this story had a spirit baby!

-Location: United Kingdom

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