Mystery love, the Beautiful Demon
If this was true, it wouldn’t surprise me.
It was dark, when she walked in. I did not see her but felt her presence in the room. This was in the middle of the night, the exact time she always visited. Here alone in the room, I could feel the blood in my veins running faster than the blood of a normal being. The mystery woman, she wouldn’t let go of me.
I was deeply in love with someone, who always spoke with me in the dark, but I didn’t know her name, nor had seen her before. She only communicated to me through her presence and the gentle, sweetly lovely cares of her fingers. I had told my friends about this, but they made fun of me, and jokingly said I was diagnosed of Malaria and I should see a doctor. But that is not true. I was in good health.
Whenever she visited I had a moment of sanity and great joy, a moment where my mind would say, ‘’close your eyes and open your mouth and tell her to go away. But if I did, I knew she wouldn’t. she wouldn’t let go of me. She was deeply into me as much as I.
Silently, she slide down my woolen pants. It was dreamy, but I could feel the touch of her smooth, little fingers on my hairy chest and around my thighs. But this was the right thing to do. The perfect thing to do. The sane thing to do. And I was thinking of doing it, honestly , I was. I thought about doing it every time. Yet, I couldn’t pull out. I fought, struggled and struggled with every strength I had. The perfume of her skin spilled all over me.
Her slim, cold body stretching out upon mine like a rolling smoke , she turned me in, I opened my mouth to speak and before I could say word, her tongue was in my mouth wagging like a serpent. For an hour, I lost my whole power think, it was demonic but quite enjoying. It was good. I felt it.
After then, while I still lay there upon my bed, she quickly but quietly left the room. It was not yet morning, the dark was still thick over there at the window and not seen-through within the room. The light bulbs, all had refused to work since she came in, in her shadow. That was what would happen whenever she visited. No sound, or noise, nothing but the rustling sound of her unseen clothes
While still silent as I laid in bed, watching her leave, peacefully she moves and make no noise. Quite strange, it was strange but scary.
I remained quiet, and never told anyone, though I was frightened the first day she visited me at 12:00.am. Now, I felt like the same, I want her. I could feel the touch of her skin , it was cold but a bit warm and; yet like scales of a fish, but I loved it. I dreamed of her every night and enjoyed her midnight company.
He moved to the bed and I watched that too. He bent low, I felt the heat of his hand on my knee, his fingers curling around the back and he lightly kissed my hip, his lips skimming across my skin, making it tingle. Then he slid the covers up my body to my waist where he dropped them.
Her tongue gently ride through my stomach, her lips, the entire skin of her mouth roof on mine cupping my little skin with her hands. That made me made as if to scream but I could not but erotically much excited.
”Shss! Shss! She said into my ears, ” see you later, babe.”
”Huu! I breathed in heavily, uttering no word.
That was my mystery woman. I was in love, but no one knew; and even if I was going to convince them of my demon love, they were never gonna believe me, because they never believed me.
The story is Fictional:
Remember, you shouldn’t see this as real, though some people have had it as a real life experience.