The Forbidden Incubus


[ENTRY 12..โœ]

'What the actual fuck,' I thought in my head the moment my eyes flew wide open yesterday morning.

I instantly grabbed my phone and texted a friend of mine whom we shall call Callum.

I typed the exact same words that popped into my head the moment I woke up and sent it to him. I immediately received a response.

Him: "What? Did you finally get laid?"
Me: "No."
Him: "What is it then?"
Me: "I dreamt of you."
Him: "And?"
Me: "We fucked."

Momentary pause before the "typing..." indication reappeared on the screen.

Him: "Damn, shit. You keep thinking about sex, incubus paid you a visit."
Me: "But why with you? AHAHA."
Him: "You have a crush on me, that's why ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Me: "Excuse me! They say that when someone appears in your dreams, it means that 'that' someone is thinking of you. Stop thinking of me, Callum."
Him: "IDK what you're talking about. You're the one having dreams of me here ๐Ÿ˜‚ Maybe you just remembered what I said."
Me: "What you said?"
Him: "That before the day I marry, something must happen."
Me: "Is it specifically with me or doesn't matter who?"
Him: "There are only two things I'm curious about now. To know how wild you are based on our chats. And how it feels to fuck a virgin."

Okay, some things you should know about Callum. He's got a girlfriend but he's still crazy about his ex who cheated on him. He used to be so loyal but because of the pain and heartache he went through, he's made a dramatic change. He's no different from his ex now. And what's more, he tells me about his sex life and the other girls he fucks. He also fantasizes about taking me to a motel the night before his wedding and making his last hurrah of treachery. I told him I'd crash the wedding and tell the bride about everything.

Me: "In the dream, you and your 'beloved' ex got back together. Do you know where we did it?"
Him: "Where? And what's her connection in all of this?"

I told him how it happened, which I'll be writing here in more detail.

So as I already said, he and his ex got back together, which we'll now be referring to as his "girlfriend" as I tell the events. They went on a vacation along with their friends and somehow, I was included. It happened at night in their room. The lights were off but the darkness was dimly lit by the moonlight. Instead of a bed, they were lying on the floor; the girl already sleeping, her back turned to Callum. Idk how I got there, honestly, but suddenly, I was in between them, a foot away from his girlfriend. My elbow was folded against the floor as I faced him, my other arm resting on his chest. We talked in whispers. Idk what we talked about but I'm pretty sure it was him trying to convince me of "us" happening because in real life, he wants me and is blunt about it. And I dunno, I guess I was just too horny that I surrendered myself to the temptation of our position cos boy, our faces being only inches apart and my body pressed against his... Not to mention the dim light, the whispers, the hypnotising call of the sin, the thrill of it all. So I leant in and closed the gap between us, all the while feeling guilty knowing what we were doing was wrong. We kept the kiss slow, nice, and gentle to not make any sound. In the previous entry, I said: "I wonder when I'll ever get to kiss someone again. I miss it. I'd absolutely kiss that person the same way Kai did to me in the dream."

Well.. I did, alright. I just didn't know it was going to happen in another dream which is an absolute sadness. It was odd because the taste was very similar to my kiss with Kai, which is why I truly enjoyed it. My session with Kai was still better, though. Haha. Maybe I'm just biased. Ssh.

We made out for quite a while before I felt him pressing his erection against my private. Fucking him wasn't on my mind, truly, cos that would be crossing the line way up to its dead end. But he swept my panties to the side of my groin and inserted his cock. Weird thing is, his cock slipped in way too easily. Like, I was either too wet or he was too small or my hole was too big. Lol. Either way, I still rode him like the slut that I am and did it as silently as I could.

Upon telling him this, the scumbag laughed his ass off, clearly enjoying it.

Him: "Hahahahahaha. I feel the thrill. Sounds so exciting ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Me: "You don't say. Your girlfriend's on the other side of the mattress for pete's sake, that's some porn-plot shit."
Him: "I've tried sex with another person beside me ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Me: "Me too, AHAHAHA."
Him: "And who was beside you?"
Me: "The friends of the guy I was doing it with."
Him: "Damnnnn. And it was exciting, yes?"
Me: "Well, they weren't really beside me. They were just in the same room about two meters away. And, alright. We didn't actually fuck. The night before that, I lost my V-card to him so I was still sore, so.. we just did other things."
Him: "Your first time wasn't with your boyfriend?"
Me: "Nah, we had a romantic relationship but without the boyfriend-and-girlfriend label."
Him: "Oh, how lucky. Why don't I have that kind of luck?" (relating to him wanting to fuck a virgin)

We spoke some more, slowly swerving away from what I wanted to talk about.

Me: "Heyyy! My dream isn't over yet."
Him: "Go ahead."
Me: "It was so weird tbh."
Him: "Because it was with me?"
Me: "Because your dick was inside me but it was like fucking a marshmallow ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Him: "Hahahaha. You couldn't feel because physically, nothing was inside you ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Me: "Nah, I've had sex dreams before and I could truly feel their dick as if it was happening for real ๐Ÿ˜‚ Anyway, I told you to go 'harder' but I dunno, you ended it. LMFAO."
Him: "My god, HAHAHA. Maybe at that moment, I was more thrilled than you."
Me: "Idkkk. It was like you lost interest or I turned you off or something. Bahhh ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Him: "Hahaha. Well, it depends. It's either I go hard and last longโ€”or I cum fast ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Me: "So yeah, anyway. The morning that followed, your girlfriend woke up and found me sleeping in your space."
Him: "Did she see us cuddling?"
Me: "Nah, you took off. You weren't there anymore when she woke up, you motherfucking demon."
Him: "WHAHAHA, and that's how you play it safe ๐Ÿ˜"
Me: "I even tried to pull off an act and asked her who she was as if she was the one who slept in the wrong room. The AUDACITY of my shameless ass."
Him: "Damn, the details of this dream ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Me: "But, yeah. She figured out that something happened between us and she was furious. She told her folks about it and they were enraged. She had an uncle that truly got on my nerves because he was so persistent in catching the girl whom you had sex with."
Him: "LOL. She got an uncle who used to piss me off, too ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Me: "I, myself, was very enraged as well because why the hell were they so mad at me when you were the boyfriend?"
Him: "But you entered our room so who was the culprit?"
Me: "I don't remember entering the room, the scene just suddenly put me there. Boo ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Him: "Sigh. And it ended with me not coming back ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Him: "๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚"
Me: "The uncle really stressed me out, for real. Such a massive pain."
Him: "How did that uncle look?"
Me: "Idk, normal looking. Can't remember the face. Anyway, I got away from her crazy relatives thanks to a mutual friend of yours and your ex. She was also there during the vacation. And then suddenly, I found out that you were in a court hearing because the family of your girlfriend was pressing charges. Holy shitballs ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚"
Him: "Bruh, this dream is too much. I can't ๐Ÿ˜‚ It's like a TV drama now."
Me: "And then your statement of defence was posted on a site. There were many views but there were only two comments. The first one says 'I'm so proud of you'. And the next was.. I couldn't understand it because the handwriting was so bad. LMFAO. Anyway, we met up and you took me to McDonald's to have lunch."
Him: "And??"
Me: "We just discussed the whole drama and you planned up ways for me to escape it because your ex's people were still looking for us. I was worried because we had no mask on so we were easily recognisable."
Him: "So we've become celebrities now ๐Ÿ˜‚"

[A small part of the dream I forgot to tell him: I went to the counter to see if I could buy masks. The employee said I could but instead, she gave me two glasses of some kind of dessert. I told her I wanted masks. Her reply was: "Those are masks." Huh??? In what universe?!]

Me: "After we had lunch, the same girl was helping me out again to escape. She said she was helping me because she was also one of your side chics ๐Ÿ˜‚"
Him: "What the hell ๐Ÿ˜‚ Am I so handsome now? Could it be that she's..."
Me: "Idk. She's tanned and she had A LOT to say about your ex ๐Ÿ˜‚ The day on the night we fucked, she told me you made out with her."
Him: "Oh, hell. I think that'sโ€ฆ Is she pretty?"
Me: "Yeah, she's quite pretty. But she looks like a highschool student."
Him: "Ooh, I really think that'sโ€ฆ"
Me: "That's???"
Him: "You have the same height."
Me: "OMG. YES! Same. She's got long hair. Straight and black."

Anyway, a lot still happened in the dream (which I'll be continuing in a bit) but I was tired of narrating it to him anymore. Besides, the following events no longer included him. He just went on and sent me pictures of the girls he had fucked so I could tell if any of them looked like the chic who was helping me out. None of them resembled the girl. Wouldn't it be cool if one of them did, though? I'd flip out, I'm telling you.

After that, we talked about our fantasies because he and I, we're the same. We're both wild and we share the same crazy fantasms. I'd honestly fuck him if it weren't for his girlfriend. Ha. Funny cos up till now, I didn't want to sleep with him at all and he knew that. That's why the dream shook me. It's weird, honestly. But it happens to me a lot. Like, when I dream of someone and we have a moment; when I wake up, I suddenly see them in a different light. Like, I develop a crush or some sort of attraction. Especially sex. If I dream of having sex with you and it feels good, when I wake up, I would want to re-enact it in real life. (Already happened once, actually. Hehe.) Or, it could also make me feel disgusted. Depends.

Alright, continuation of the dream:

So I said that the other chic looked like a highschool student. That's because she was wearing a high school uniform. Lmfao. And suddenly, I was wearing one, too. She took me to a busy town that seemed like it was in Egypt. It was hot and there were mountains of sand that surrounded it. We continued walking and we arrived in front of a hill that finally had grass. It was a complete change of geographical location. The air was cool and when I turned around, there was no trace left of desert anymore. It looked like England, perhaps. (Lmao. We traveled all this way just to get away from that annoying uncle.) High school students in a private school uniform were walking down a path from the hill. Up above was where the grand and expensive boarding school stood. We stumbled upon a group of male students who had a bazooka. They were a crazy bunch. They fired the bazooka up at the sky and a large explosion appeared above us. And then this one guy (let's call him the crazy kid) who had something retarded in mind, asked his friend who was carrying the bazooka to fire again. So the friend did. And then the crazy kid jumped towards the explosionโ€”yes, jumped several feet aboveโ€”and dived right into it. He took the whole explosion into his body and fell to the ground, hurt, but wasn't burned.

Side chic and I moved along. We didn't have time for whatever sorcery that stunt was. Our feet led us to another campus that was an extension of the boarding school but this time, we were surrounded by college students. That was when I saw my best friend during my freshman year in high school. Gel. She was wearing a college uniform that was so different from the ones the high school girls were wearing. It was more elegant and classy with a conservative touch to it. The skirt fell just below the knee and Gel looked so beautiful in it. Truly. But it wasn't just the uniform alone, no. It was also her face (because she really has a beautiful face) and the way her hair was styled. She had an air which would make a guy take a second look at her and just admire her beauty, at the same time, feel shy and afraid to approach her. She saw me and our eyes met and I knew she recognized me but she didn't say anything. She continued on her way and I felt low and intimidated because she seemed to have matured and grown up to be a fine, intelligent and beautiful young woman while there I was still stuck in a poor high school uniform. It also had something to do with the feeling that she didn't want to be associated with me anymore because I had become a loser.

I kinda miss her. I wonder how she's doing now. Lemme search.

Okay, done. Damn, we're not even friends on Facebook. No big deal. My account is new and I'm not really active there. My profile is basically empty and I've muted everyone so I'll see nothing on my feed when I open it. Well, except for the people I recently added or accepted. I want to mute them but I'll have to install the app to do it and I'm lazy.

Anyway, Gel has truly grown to be a beautiful woman. (Although in the dream, she was more beautiful. Hehe. It was the hair, I swear. And the snobby air she carried.) I haven't seen her in so long that I forgot she has a noticeable mole at the bottom of her nose. I could talk about her more but this entry has gone too long and I'm tired already. I don't remember anything else from the dream anymore so I'll just end this here.

Laters โœŒ๏ธ