To let you know, I'm 14. Luckily I'm old enough to publish this story. I'm in love with this ghost and you'll see why...
My little incubus "Friend". I say friend because it follows me everywhere, talks to me in my mind, touches me and sexually touches me as well. This started last year. I was stressed and lonely so I searched how to summon a ghost. It was all for the fun of it since I was really involved with the paranormal. I used a simple trick and now it haunts me.
It came that night while I was on the computer. I was doing my Homework if I remember correctly. I felt a breeze on my shoulders, then my arms. It moved to my hair making it feel like it was being tied back in a ponytail. I turned around thinking my mother was there watching if I was doing homework (I tend to play video games instead). Nobody was there. I suddenly felt tired so I without finishing my homework, got undressed (I sleep in my underwear only) and jumped under the covers.
I felt weight on my legs for a minute. Then it moved to my 'area' and I was still weighted. I put my hand down there to see if there was something there (An eraser from homework maybe?), Nothing. I took my hand away. The weight came back but harder. I felt something enter me. It felt like a penis, then again I've never felt that before. It went back and forth. I didn't scream because I felt very...Pleased. Yes, I liked it. Correction, LOVED IT. I felt a hand move up my body to my breasts where it stayed. It just touched them. I felt my bra come undone. Can incubuses do that? I didn't care. All of a sudden I heard my parents in the kitchen (Yes they were awake). Like magic, the touches were gone. The love was gone. He left. But not for long.
In the morning, when I took a hot shower, my area felt colder. Now there is nothing wrong with our shower. It covers every part of my body, as it did before "He" came. Then after, the coldness moved to my breasts, as it did the night before. This went one for a while at school when nobody was around, in the washroom, at night, etc. It stopped one day for no reason. I never felt it again until now.
Last week (Around then), he returned. But not like before, More... Sexy. Honestly I can't put any other way. It was like he was more powerful when it came to sex. This time he was everywhere. He talked to me in mind. Clearer. Same "Friend" though. He now said things like "Do you love me" and "I'm never leaving you". Even now when I'm sitting in my Pod chair (A sphere with a hole in it big enough for you to get in) I can feel my area pounding, like he's on me doing his thing.
Last night was well... The most amazing night "We" ever had. I mean, I was restricted but I was too hypnotized to struggle. I felt like he was literally INSIDE ME! I held on to him like he was real, I couldn't even see him! I felt him, I knew where he was. We like, "Made out" after that. He was beside me, in bed, cuddled close and KISSING me. I did it too. I knew I was kissing air but it felt good. You might think I'm mental by now.
That night in my dreams, I could see him. Or well before he died. I'm sorry, I can't describe him. But in that dream we did it again. But that time I got pregnant! Again it was only a dream. Not real and not a Nightmare, a dream. I wanted that dream to come true. Well "I" didn't, my body did. Not my mind. Sometime in the dream, we have a conversation. He sounds like a teenager, like he did every other time. What was really weird, is that he... Asked me out. Well, asked me to marry him. I said yes. Dream me said yes. That conversation, I discovered was real. I had woken up during that. So technically I'm engaged to an Incubus. But really? Does that sound...REAL?
So now my dead finance has sex with me every night and I dream about him. And I'm 14!