Fantasy An Incubus affair

[naag.champa]

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My hair tumbled down by the sides of my face. He started to run his fingers through my hair... I knew he did not have the chance to do so earlier. I kept my hair tied through the nights always and I was never awake when he would make love to me... but today I was... I wanted to... a long wait seemed to over after all. He was gently massaging my shoulders now... he wanted me to feel relaxed and enjoy... I leaned my head backwards, he gently ran his fingers down my tresses till he reached the curves of my hips... oh yes he was enjoying every bit of it so was I.
 
He wanted me to allow him to get inside my mind... how could I say no?
It was time for another round of drinks and dim the lights. I stood up to reach for the switch board he came up behind me. Wrapped his arms gently around my waist and rested his head on my shoulders. I did not feel his weight just the touch- he was all hairy or shall I say furry… and as I bent to fill up the he glasses... I felt his torso pressing against my hips... there was also something hard, thick and long touching my buttocks… yes of course, it was a penis- his penis… 

Damn he definitely liked touch of my skin.

It was then I felt a tug at my night gown, my left breast was exposed to the dim light. I could sense him breathing down on me. Warm... he wants to see me naked... I eased it off my body and let it pool around my feet. He gently led me to the mirror I started at my own reflection... he wanted me to know I was beautiful... my skin was so radiant even in the dim light my eyes were gleaming... He wanted to watch myself drinking ... big mouthfuls, perhaps he wanted me to explore a wilder side than the one I had in mind... These were his thoughts... enjoying every moment... he was in my head already. 

We had established a telepathic connection.

I could not see him in the mirror just my own naked reflection... but I knew he would be standing behind me ... pressing against my body as I pressed back against his, rubbing my buttocks against his lower parts... he felt warm and hairy... but gradually I started to feel a little hungry... the rum perhaps had initiated an appetite. I had an appetite but for sex but not food... I just ate dinner, then I realized it was he who was hungry and he was both in and out of body as well... he had possessed a part of me... I could feel what he felt; our minds were in perfect unison.

If I ate ... he would be filled... there are some chicken wings and chicken legs in the refrigerator... warm them up... so I went to the kitchen to warm up the food, a window in the kitchen was unlocked. Gusts of cool winds spent chills down my body. He wrapped himself over me... how did he do that, I don’t know at all! I could feel a warm and furry touch all over while I locked the window and drew the curtains.

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