The one experience I had with a succubus visiting my bed, I was in that half wake half dream state where the fun stuff happens, and she was in my bed between me and my girl. She had snakes in her hair that crawled over me, and every touch was utter blissful ecstacy.
Then my brain turned back on, and I remembered why she was *really* here for. I gently pushed away, most polite, and softly spoke with her/it. She begged me she would perish if she didn't feed by having sex. So, I cheated. I masturbated her. Apparantly, that worked. She didn't go poof, and I didn't get sucked dry.
Things got wierd after that. I ended up in an underworld I could only presume was where she came from. There were succubi, and human souls. As the demons fed, the souls aged, but did not die. Some of them, upon aging to extreme levels, trancended somehow and became more like angels, and were able to command the demons.
Then I looked up, and a divine sould entered from what I could tell was the land of men (you just know these things, sometimes), in the usual manner of dieing. There were a lot of people crowded around, so I didn't get a good look. It then rose of its own power to "heaven", or an upper realm, at least. I asked someone if that was Jesus, and they said, "no." And with this, I wake.
One of the more puzzling and pondersome experiences I've had, to be sure. But there was demon sex involved, sort of  |
