I am new to this site, and I like it so far. I guess it's just good to know I'm not the only one going through these experiences. I don't know what to call it, paranormal the unknown spirits ghost. I have read a lot of stories concerning succubus and incubus that it has encouraged to share mine.
I live with my boyfriend, Jorge, and our two daughters in my mother in laws house. The four of us share a bedroom; this means we have a queen bed and a toddler bed for my youngest and my oldest sleeps with us. My oldest, Kayla, goes on the bus to school around the same time Jorge goes to work at six am. So I go back to sleep with Yvette.
On this one particular day I was waking up for no reason. Well on the third time I jolted awake I figured out why I was waking up. The cover was being slowly pulled down from the edge of the bed; I didn't see anything or anyone it's like it was falling off but in slow motion. I yanked my cover back and scooted over to the other side of the bed close to the wall. I drifted back to sleep and was once again woken up by a tugging on my legs, to be more exact I was being pulled onto the side of the bed. My upper body was still on the bed but my legs were being held open by a dark figure. At this time it was seven or eight in the morning yet my room was so dark I could just make out the outline of a male body. In some stories people have described being kissed or caressed by the incubus yet mine just had sex with me and was done. I don't remember much about the sex, I was aware it was happening but the whole time I was staring at it and trying to understand what was going on. I must have drifted off back to sleep, when I woke up an hour later all was normal. It wasn't until around noon that my whole experience came flooding back to me and I had to sit down and rethink what had gone on. Everyone in the house was either at work or at school; I was alone with Yvette all day. My mother in law called me from work and I told her what had happened, she said I needed to pray and get some holy water. She went on to say I had made the whole experience up in my dreams and that no such things are real, at least in her mind. That it was all due to me being scared to be alone in a big house.
That was the first but not the last of these visits they all occur when Jorge is gone and mostly everyone else in the house. It's always the same, he pulls me off and has his way and is gone. It's in a dreamlike state that I wake up not sure of what has gone on. I haven't shared my story anymore because I am afraid people are going to sum it up into a wet dream. He does not excite me in anyway its all for his benefit I'm just lying there half asleep and confused. My feelings on this matter are I am terrified of what has gone on but mostly until I wake up. It does not give out a hateful feeling or any kind of emotion its just there.
Since I was little I have always believed in anything that can be proven. Yes sometimes you cannot see anything, but there is a feeling to the air as if you are being watched that can be enough to let you know you are not alone. I feel as if this is a great site for mature people to talk about their contacts with these beings. Thanks for reading my story and believe me it's not the last one I have had many more encounters. Feel free to comment to try to distinguish what kind of being it is, right now I'm leaning towards an incubus.