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By Arthur Reily

This is an absolutely true story, you have to believe me, it really did happen to me, and I am really still living it. The event that I am going to describe happened to me in 1968, and Loren and I are still happily together in a VERY loving relationship.

On awakening one dreary morning last winter, I felt more tired than when I had gone to bed the prior night. This lethargy continued for several days until I decided to see my doctor about it. Her comprehensive examination revealed no evident problem until she examined my penis. Her touch caused me to harden and she reacted by smiling and saying, "Now, I can really get a good look at it!"
After a long examination consisting of feeling and looking at it from my glans to my testicles, she said "You must stop allowing your lover to bite you when she gives you head." That really surprised me and I told her that I had broken up with my girl friend and had not seen her for over a month. She shook her head in disbelief and said, "Then you are being visited and drained by a Succubus!" (I believe in alternative medicine)
She explained that according to medieval encyclopedias, a Succubus is supposed to be a demon lover who copulates with their male victims and screws them to death over a several month period., and that death cannot be prevented since the victim never awakens during the visit.
Depressed but not beaten, I took the next plane to New Orleans and visited a Voodoo Queen and purchased some gris-gris. After returning home, I placed the gris-gris all around my bed and retired. Later, I was awakened by a loud scream and saw a beautiful young woman sitting on my bed, sobbing and moaning.
Her naked body was the most voluptuous one I had ever seen. Her long blonde hair capped a very pretty face, and even through her tears, I could see her brilliant violet soulful eyes. Fearing that she was only an apparition, I reached out to touch her and my fingers connected with the most velvety skin that I had ever felt! I asked her, "Who - What are you? What are you doing in my bed?"
Between her sobs, she told me that she was a Succubus who had been doomed in the 13th century by an evil wizard for being frigid on their wedding night, into an eternity of screwing strange men to death. The curse could be broken only if she could achieve an orgasm, and while she had sent innumerable men to their graves, she had never experienced relief because a Succubus never wakens their victim and can achieve no pleasure from a sleeping mate.
The gris-gris, which I had placed around my bed, had held her captive after making love to me and it was now holding her. I told her that I felt that I could help her to end her curse and reached out to her.

She fell into my embrace and coldly allowed me to preen her hair with my hands. I kissed her ear lobe and licked the inside of her ear. After a short while, she relaxed a little and I continued to kiss my way slowly around her neck, to the nape, and on around and up to her mouth. She was still cool to my kisses but I continued to explore and to probe her wonderful body. (She might be cool - but I was EXCITED!)
I moved on to her marvelous breasts and kissed her nipples. Suddenly, when I kissed a spot below her navel, she quickened and gave a little gasp.
I placed my hand between her thighs and touched her love button and gladly discovered that she was throbbing! My finger circled her clitoris and then slipped into her moistening vagina, which was hot and beginning to contract and to vibrate. When I placed my tongue on her clit, she moaned, "Oh Yes!", and after a moment, she urged me to enter her.
It was paradise! She had a "snapper" - a pussy that continuously contracted and sucked at my penis during coitus. She asked to get on top and after we rolled, she began to pump and with each thrust, I felt a glowing sensation and finally an overwhelming desire to come.
As I climaxed, shooting my life essence deep into her, I could feel her achieving her orgasm as well. As she relaxed, she collapsed into my arms.
The curse was finally broken! She would be able to live out a normal life span.
Fortunately, she chose to remain with me as my lover and now instead of screwing me to death, we are jointly screwing until death. There is a world of difference in those two statements!