Hi, I keep having wild dreams about this, so it’s time to post.
One of my best friends, let’s call him David for anonymity, went to a Meet-up in the city and shared his story with me.
This was a couple years ago, and I heard this story a week ago, but it is still on my mind.
The meet-up was a singles’ meetup to meet new friends or a partner. The group had mostly men, and being straight he went there not expecting to meet any attractive girl. In what was about 20 people, there were four women and one of them was interesting to talk to. She had an elegant white dress, the jewelry and necklaces seen similarly to real royalty today, silver bracelets, and so on, use your imagination. The woman, of a darker skin than a white female looked as though she was in her early 30’s but still had the youthful, young women’s look making her a very attractive face, his type of attraction.
After flirting and bantering during the evening indoors they both walked outside to a bench near the meetup bar/restaurant. Suddenly, everything changed! Now She was the one asking him questions, bantering, and teasing. She asked to do the Soul Stare. Now for you who don’t know that one it’s a stare of love two people can do, typically carried out by a suggestion from the man to the woman, where both people gaze into each other’s eyes face to face, blinking normally, with normal breathing. Now it is known that if physical contact is held during a soul gaze usually the two will become nearly obsessed with each other. What she did here will stun your thoughts: She sat down on his knees and lap, gazing with loving eyes into his for the full two minutes. Adding detail: She asked “Let us do the soul stare…” with beautiful eyes and a sweet smile. My friend already knew what this was. This is when a man and woman look into each other’s eyes for 2 full minutes. After the 120 seconds have passed they will know if they are into each other. To make this effect more powerful on a partner, you may touch them physically during the time frame. This woman, came, sat down on his lap, and wiggled, with all her sexuality on his knees… and smiled, staring into his eyes for the full period of time. Afterward she wanted to drive him to her place, so they got into the car minutes later after walking to her vehicle in the parking lot not far from the bench. Everything felt pre-planned, howeve, the fear would come later…
The drive to her apartment was only a few minutes away. A high rise, only being visible at about 2.00am it looked dark and grey only with a few lights on outside of the building. They entered the building complex in low lighting, and a cat in normal black color came up and meowed at the woman. Now here it begins to get wierd. She didn’t talk to the cat like a normal person would…
Instead, she petted it and talked as if this cat was a human. She spoke in full sentences to the animal, paused and listened, nodded and replied. After the conversation with the cat, they both entered her flat and darkness was not only felt, but the darkness of the room fell all around him. She turned on the lights. By the entrance of the home, a refrigerator could be seen, and across the hallway a large dining table, the size you’d see in a large house dining room, not in an apartment! To make it even more odd, the table was set for what looked like 8 dining seats, with three plates, utensils, and two new unlit white candles sitting in their holders. The plates and utensils on the table were polished and glimmering like they had just been placed down by a butler. Everything was dust-free as if placed here today, perhaps only this very morning. They continued inside, and went to sit down on the couch in the smal living room.
Kissing each other was nothing out of the ordinary until she circled her lips around his such as that to create a real seal and began sucking very hard. He couldn’t breathe! Pushing her away with normal force she smiled and continued on as if nothing unusual had happened with normal kissing and tounge kisses.
She continued with other love-attraction games, such as “Let me massage you.” however, not his back, but his feet! Can you believe this girl? Yes it’s true. She was an expert at massaging his feet.
The last part of this will send a quiver down your spine. Here is where it gets disturbing. Brace yourself: She said, “Let’s play the love oil game.” He said, “What kind of game is that?” She replied by saying, “If you look by my dresser, you will see a small box of about 20 different oil flasks. They all have a category. You may look at the descriptions above the box on its folded up lid, for their brief informations.” He replied. “OK.” She picked one, and rubbed it onto his back. She next proceeded by asking “Pick one!” He asked to choose the Star of David ointment which was a blessing of Christianity. She looked…and looked… and became restless after a couple of minutes and exclaimed: “Í can’t find it! I don’t understand!” Based on common knowledge about devilish beings and dark entities, David already knew that it is known for people who are dark who live in their home to subconsciously throw away symbols of the light and God and other symbles of Angels of Christ. Such items include but are not limited to: Holy crosses, holy ointments, the Christian Bible, and more. He thought perhaps, she had thrown this ointment in the trash at an earlier stage of time. Disturbing…to say the least.
As they went to rest on her bed, she did everything she could to get him off - ejeculate in other words. However, David was a man with control, and he said he wanted a blow job. She would not give it to him. In fact, she required him to go down on her - meaning lick her down there. Having had a bad experience with a girl last week in Los Angeles, CA, David did not wish to go down on her as the girl in LA was bleeding all over like a fountain from her menstrual cycle. After hours and hours of trying to persuade him, the woman said “I need a break!” and stamped out of the room like a little teenager. While out of the bedroom, my friend walked to her wardrobe and looked at her dresses. To his dismay, they were all ‘old ladies gowns.’ The kind you see in a 40’s or 50’s movie about such as when an old caretaker tends to her home. The old gowns women wear, even today sometimes, when they become 80+ years old. Pulling open a few bureau drawers, he could not find a single piece of modern clothing at all! Disturbing… Stamping back into the room, like a teenage highschool dreamgirl, she came dressed in something that looked like a modern skater outfit: Short jean shorts, a tight top, with lipstick and a jolly smile! It was as though she was trying to persuade him with her cute, young, innocent looks instead of her normal feminine mature clothing style she had been wearing moments earlier. A dreaded flashback goes through David’s mind. He remembered reading a succubus article online about this. He also remember, in brief detail that on Wikipedia about how one of the signs of a succubus is when she requires that of her victim to ‘go down on her’. Succubi are also known to ‘suck the life out of their victims’ and may show signs of sucking even before going down on the succubs. Dreaded thoughts were falling into place as he viewed the wikipedia article briefly, again on his smartphone: Succubus on Wikipedia.
Note: The text on Succubus has been changed on Wikipedia and I couldn’t find this detailed description about succubi now. Keep that in mind, that Wikipedia text is not permanent.
To confirm his fears, David, turned her around with sligh violent force, and pulled up her shirt, to find on her back a long long tale tatooed to her, it went from the top of the spine, down to her buttocks, and was a serpent’s snake tatoo, the sign of Satan.
He left shortly after and never went down on her, they never had sexual intercourse, instead only teasing. The night ended in fear and relief that he exited the room after experiencing a very dark being in the corner of the room, and ice cold air, as he walked out of the apartment despite her pleads to beg him to stay and make love into the morning sunrise…
Have any of you ever had a similar experience? Please share.
This story, is written to the best of my knowledge in all truth, and nothing has been exagerated or changed based on my original learning from David. The only fictional part of the story is the name ‘David’ because I need to hide the real identity of my friend out of respect.
Thank you for reading,
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Edited for grammar / spelling.