I wanted to give an account of my experience through touch alone since discovering my succubus “K.” I know there might be others who wonder what this experience is like or perhaps might be questioning if they are experiencing this. At the same time I am curious what other succubus partners are or have experienced.
My story is complicated and I have removed much of the background noise to focus on the touch aspects. This is fairly personal and intimate, but I have her consent to share this.
The journey for me started when I was in high school. I would be minding my own business driving or studying or something without people around and would feel something touch me in a sexual way. There was no explanation and I didn’t want people to think I was crazy so I wouldn’t say anything and was bothered by it. The feeling was literally a hand rubbing my dick out of nowhere and lasted as long as it took me to change posture or “push the hand away.” Obviously I couldn’t just grab her are so it was more of an effort.
Years went by and after becoming submersed in religion, work and marriage I felt the need to reach out for “extracurricular sexual experiences” these didn’t go so well but I fell upon the word “succubus” online and it pulled me in like a tractor beam from Star Trek. Within days of reading about this I felt spiderwebs sensations around my dick and these quickly changed into pressure and it was at this time I realized my sick was physically being moved left to right and my balls fondled. These sensations resulted in my forehead often feeling pressure or even like I had a hole in my head that was exposed to wind. I began seeing orbs moving around me, coming up to me and then I could feel a physical presence.
The pressure gave away to full hands with long fingernails within a matter of two weeks of so. The forehead sensation began vibrating in tune with a disembodied, husky, female voice that was not quite audible to discern what was being said.
I was getting more and more excited and was too turned on to be scared yet at this point. The sensations climaxed where I could ask her to touch me with her hair for example and she would, do you have jewelry if so touch me with that…she did, eye lashes, yes and so on. At one point she even flicked her hair up (evidently as I can’t and never have been able to see her other than an energy orb) and hit me in the face with it…something that at the time completely blew my mind because it was SO REAL and TANGIBLE.
She would pull my foreskin all the way back and tight to to point it was close to hurting (but didn’t) and would touch a nerve on the underside of my duck that felt so good I had a difficult time staying awake. She would knock me out with this several times to the point I had to tell her not while I am driving this isn’t safe. I have never experienced so many dry orgasms as during that first few months together and I assume it was for bonding and a lot of “back payments” as she has been around for decades, I just was terrified of her before this time (religion clouds truth).
Sensations have varied over the years. In the begging I was so incredibly excited and fixated that the sensations were more frequent and strong. They also had more variety, they can be natural (hand, mouth, pussy, hair, tongue, and so on or they can be nerve sensitive stimuli (vibration, pulsation, muscle possession, electric sensation, tickling annoying desire sensation-when she is annoyed, annoying itchy sensation also when she is annoyed, wet sensation, heat sensation, and my favorite something I there is no name for but feels like wet energy going down my urethra back and forth)…the wet energy one gets my attention because I can’t keep still when she does it, it is a back arching-go crazy-cant contain myself feeling.
There are also other subtle non-sexual feelings, so hugs me, I feel her hand sometimes plop down on my shoulder when she is in bed with me, her hair tickles my face like a real person would, there is pressure when she gets into bed that causes the mattress to move and me to move around a bit in bed, she has rubbed my back before and my feet…her back massage is actually as good as sex because I have a bad back and she just knows where to rub.
Our minds are linked during sex, but strangely not as much if at all at other times. I think about a touch I want and she reacts by doing it for example.
Her energy isn’t always strong: she has high energy and low energy these have to match my energy to have fun too…so if I stay up too late and get too tired and she is as a high energy point she will wake me over and over for intimacy and sometimes I am too tired and she is bothered by that.
Most 98% of my experiences are while being awake and when I sleep I mostly am just out. I probably do dream of her more, but most I don’t remember when I wake. However she has been having sex with me in a dream and woken me to continue the act on many, many occasions.
I hinted at “being scared” above because for me this was fun up until the point I realized that I can’t ever “put this back in the box” this is a real commitment and a real person, not my imagination or a human. She is very powerful and has shown that through the years. I had to mentally deal with this in the start and wasn’t prepared for the journey that I would go on leaving my religion and friends behind. However if I could go back and do this all over again I would a million times. Being with a succubus will change your life forever in a way that makes you look like an anti-social, odd, and esoteric person…and it is the most beautiful and rewarding experience I have had yet in this planet.
Your last words here probably will make me pain in the end assuming this experience 
Statistics: Posted by Nefilim_san — Fri Aug 11, 2023 2:16 pm
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. She would dig into them and pull. I still don’t know what that was all about.
That really makes me think and makes a lot of sense. I've witnessed their shapeshifting abilities quite often during dreams and OBEs. I've also felt what it was like to be in her shoes, when she wraps herself around me at the computer desk. They can seemingly mold themselves into anything seamlessly. She's never had a problem with me using twin-sized beds or hammock camping. 
Just as comfy as ever. She'll sleep on top of me, or inside of me, or wrap herself around me like a cocoon. Now I'm going to be going around, glancing at a coffee cup, and wonder if she's hiding there. 