-Authors note: I'd like to say that this is all pure fiction and I DO NOT, recommend or encourage you guys to actually contact an incubus, seriously (If you believe in them) things won't end up pretty and nice... Also, this is 18 plus and there's already smut on the first chapter, enjoy~ I don't write that much smut so I'm a little rusty, I'm hoping it's to your liking-

Multiple hands gripped Samira's body, tracing small circles on her delicate soft red plush skin. Slowly and carefully with immense concentration, gliding their various fingers up and down the goosebumps that started to form, teasing and trying to muster a reaction out of her, it tickled a lot, it was a nice relaxing sensation yet immensely erotic, especially when the hands started to run their fingers through her strands of hair, tickling her scalp.

She knew this sensation all too well, it was a dream.

The same recurring dream.

In this dream, she was always trapped in a dark room.

An empty dark room, it was so dark she could barely even tell it was a room if it weren't for the cold tiles pressing against her hot back, chilling her to the bone.

It always started with large callous hands, exploring her body as much as they pleased... These dreams... Each and every time, gave her different sensations and experiences.

Doing things to her that she would never be able to forget, things that made her legs quake and tremble with overstimulation.

But one thing stays the same, in each and every dream, there was one person doing all this to her.

He was a man she didn't know or have ever met or seen.

That's something Samira would have known for certain, because if she had laid eyes upon such a devilish enchanting appearance, Samira would have never forgotten such a person existence...

And at this very moment, this enchanting man was approaching her and she couldn't run away, not while she had all these hands keeping her in place, and so she waited without a struggle knowing it was useless, instead she waited patiently with immense nervousness, her throating began to feel dry and sore as she kept gulping her anxiety away.

But it only made it worse.

He was a being that made her shiver just by his presence alone, his piercing gaze reviewing her as if she were a delicacy to eat, looking her up and down with obvious lust behind his wicked eyes, as he flicked his red long tongue across his gleaming canines, drenching them with his glistening wet saliva... Samira could only hope he uses his spit to moist her nipples which have harden a long time ago due to being mercilessly played with by the evil hands.

His broad shoulders were pulled back in a nice and comfortable posture but overall confident.

His waist was a bit on the small side but complimented his chest and hips. His deep rich black eyes seemed to glow in the dark as he approached her, those pinkish soft lips... He had various piercings, from both his ears, three on each, to one on his bottom lip, one on his tongue and another on his eyebrow.

His tousled and unkept black strands, tickled her skin as he trailed kisses down her stomach, encouraging her to make a sound.

But she often wouldn't give him that satisfaction in her previous dreams and even now.

Because she always tried to muffle her moans by biting onto her lip, suppressing the indecent sounds that begged to come out of her mouth.

Samira didn't know if it was due to the fact she felt utterly ashamed or that it was just an instinct, either way, she was glad she had so much willpower when it came down to something like this.

But, unfortunately, he was stubborn as well.

Her body temperature would rise at his touch- she felt the heat from her head and shoulders, all the way to her clit, and whenever she felt this hot sensation traveling through her body like a volt of electricity, it was then...

That Samira would be more inclined to respond to the unknown man's advances and the multiple hands that roamed her body.

He resumed his kissing, from her stomach to between her breasts to her collarbone and then neck, she felt his lips pursed against her, trying to be as soft and gentle as possible, so much so, it tickled her more than when the hands were exploring her.

He was now on top of her, both of his hands placed beside her head, he started kissing her ear without hesitation, nibbling on her flushed earlobes, pulling at the earing she was wearing, this made her flinch. "Wait-" She tried to move her head away but as she was escaping his tongue, his devilish tongue continued to follow her head movements, not allowing her a moment of relief for even a second. "Ngh!" She clenched her eyes shut, furrowing her eyes brows.

As the unknown man was focusing on tormenting and kissing her ears, the hands were also going to work.

They were going on her shirt, creating creases as they traveled closer to her chest, gently cupping her breasts, kneading them, she closed her eyes even tighter while she bit onto her lower lip, muffling her lewd moans.

Other hands were slowly touching her back and the arch that she had formed, going lower and lower...

Without warning the hands gripped harshly onto her ass in one sudden movement, digging their nails into her soft pallid skin.

Samira couldn't withstand it anymore, she threw her head back, and those very same indecent sounds she tried so hard to contain, all flew out. "Mmm! Ah!" Samira started swaying her hips from left to right to even thrusting forward in order to get away from the hands that were groping her ass, but that was an even worse decision as her clit came in contact with his member, the unknown man took this as an invitation to press on her, they were both throbbing violently, Samira could feel it even through the layers of clothes she was wearing.

It felt so weird to Samira, but it was such an eye-rolling sensation. "Mmm- Keep... Your hips just like that..." His seductive voice ordered, he was breathing profusely against her ear, sounding out of breath.

He grunted, closing his eyes as he too was feeling this overwhelming sensation, he was trying to keep himself calm, he placed a hand on her abdomen, pushing against her stomach in order to get her hips like how they originally were, her ass against the floor and her stomach muscles relaxed.

She whimpered in response, wanting to grind more against him.

She knew this wasn't something she should be feeling or wanting to do but she had so many encounters with this man, her body was just begging for it at this point, begging for his hot touch.

She wanted to hold onto him, to pull on his silky hair and shirt, to drape her arms around his neck as she grinded herself onto him, but the hands were keeping her in place, making sure she doesn't go nowhere.

"Please, give me more...Mmm." She muttered, biting onto her lip, she wanted to organism already, but again she couldn't, the hands were in the way, so the last solution in her mind was to beg him.

"Please~ I beg of you-." She threw her head back again, straining her neck muscles as the hand that were holding onto her breast started to tease and flick her nipple, this was tormenting her, usually, when she came, the dream would vanish just as her lust did, which was why she was begging him to do more.

Lucas pressed onto her clit, not entering, just pressing and grinding and whenever Samira would attempt to move her hips in order to satisfy herself, he would lift his member with his hand just a little so that it would be so close yet not close enough for her to reach and when she finally calmed down, he would grind again.

That was the whole routine.

Repeating the process until she learned and behaved.

Until she learned that it was entirely up to him when she would be blessed with his cock.

As she was biting her lips harshly, the unknown man grabbed her left hip with his left hand and with his right hand, he reached out towards her face slowly and predatory, wanting to caress her skin, his black pupils lowering to her mouth, desiring to do a lot of things with her lips, he wanted to kiss her...

He wanted her tongue wrapped around his member, he wanted her moans to vibrate on his dick as it hit the back of her throat nonstop, her eyes turning red and filling up with tears as she looked up at him, drool spilling out from the corners of her lips, he wanted the sound of only gagging and choking to fill his ears...

His member started to pulse inside his pants.

He resumed what he was doing, once his hands which were on her cheek, they now lowered slowly.

He placed his thumb onto her bottom lip and he tried to separate her lips, just enough to be able to go through and Samira voluntarily allowed him, opening her mouth just a little more than what he intended for.

Sticking his thumb in, her tongue squirmed as she moaned in shock, his grinding and pressing suddenly harder and faster, she bit onto his thumb instead of her lips as her eyes rolled back, he pressed onto her tongue with his thumb, wanting to hear more of her moans, encouraging her to go all out.

The hands on her body also started moving faster, doing things that shocked Samira to her core, they pulled her shorts down, they had ripped and torn her shirt to shreds.

She tried to talk, but his thumb was still in her mouth, the only thing she could do was whimper in curiosity, anxiousness, and most of all... Excitedness.

"I'll try and be gentle." He released her left hip, bringing his long index and middle finger closer to her opening, slowly wedging himself inside, she winced at how cold his fingers were but also tried to welcome the odd sensation since it was such a pleasant feeling once she got used to it.

The same dream had happened to her countless times, she had felt his length inside of her many many times before, but she still couldn't get used to it, the way his dick would just hit all the right places, the way it would make her back arch when she was alone from just thinking about...

That's why she was so anxious.

But she felt glad he was preparing her in advance.

He maintained his full unwavering eye contact, as he maneuvered his fingers, watching her expression for any trace of discomfort or whenever a specific spot pleased her, he made sure to touch that exact spot repeatedly, gently, her sticky fluids drenched his fingers completely, it was like his hand was being devoured...

He continued, enjoying the effect he had on her.

Despite the embarrassment she was feeling, her body contradicted her thoughts and emotions, her opening began clenching and unclenching on his finger, her hand twitching and her legs spasming... To put it all into one word, she looked possessed.

Lucas felt all of her wetness on his fingers, it made it so easy to slide in and out, finally taking his thumb out of her mouth and his fingers from her entrance, he instead replaced his fingers with his tip onto her entrance, glancing at her one last time before adjusting himself and thrusting in.

For some reason, the hands that held Samira's wrist vanished, and she latched onto him in a blink of an eye, escaping from the malevolent hands that relentlessly played with her nipples, the unknown man had to change positions since Samira was holding onto him so desperately, like how a koala would hold onto a tree. His deep husky chuckles made Samaria's hold tighten.

He had to sit and hold her on his lap while his dick was still inside of her.

"Ah!" She rolled her eyes back, furrowing her eyebrows as she clenched. "It's too much..." She whined, grabbing onto his shoulders, gripping, tugging the fabric harshly.

"Sorry." He groaned, sounding unapologetic due to the immense pleasure he was feeling currently.

The stranger winced as her walls started to clench and throb around his member, his breathing speeding up twice as fast as before, his chest heaving as he looked down upon her, his mouth agape slightly, wanting to let out moans but what came were only words. "Just endure for a bit." He whispered, gulping, as his member throbbed inside of her, she arched her back and pressed her nipples onto his chest, her body reacting to his voice and the throbbing inside of her.

"You can do that for me... Right? 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢." He continued to whisper into her ear and stroking her hair in order to soothe and reassure her, his voice was soft and angelic, a voice which persuaded her too easily.

"Mhm..." She clenched her eyes obediently, pursing her lips, just wanting to be done with the dream.

It's not that she didn't like it, the way this man gave her pleasure left her speechless and brain dumb, it was that good. It's just that Samira wasn't the type to be intimate with others.

Or at all.

She prefered focusing on college and her partime job then trying to waste her early youth on cheep booze, sex and parties.

It's not that she never desired going to parties and enjoying the little time she had before actually becoming a full adult.

She didn't consider 18 to being an adult, she would finally consider herself an adult when she takes full responsibility over her own life.

Getting her own apartment, if she was really lucky, maybe a new house and a car that didn't cost too much to rent.

But so far she couldn't be sidetracked by men or parties until that day came.

But yet, here she was, contradicting herself, holding onto a man she dosent even know, a man that isn't even real.

"Good girl." He smiled faintly, that smile had stupefied her, it was dazzling, so dazzling it made her clenched tighter on his member.

Without warning he grabbed onto her hips, he trusted in her while she was still clawing on his back, he savagely trailed kisses down her neck, sucking and biting as much as he could, leaving as many traces as he possibly could onto her skin.

Samira's arched deepened, her eyes widening, her mouth wide open, letting squeaks and squeals as her mind tried to process what her body was feeling.

All the sounds of skin slapping against each other in the room only excited her more, loud lustful moans rushed out of her mouth, it was embarrassing to hear her once voice.

It was like it wasn't her own, it sounded so abnormal, it FELT abnormal.

"Mmm~ Ngh! Haaaa~" All sorts of animalistic noises came out, she hid her face into his neck as she draped her arms around his broad shoulders, tears forming in the corner of her eyes, her face visibly flushed, it was so frustrating how good this man made her feel, it was the type of pleasure people would kill for.

"I- Ooo~" The slapping of skin continued, sweat lathered both of their bodies up, making it easier for the man to maneuver her more.

But even with the immense heat and the sticky sensation, he continued to pound into her profusely, his precum peeking out of his tip and mixing with her own wet fluids.

Samira wasn't the only one moaning and yelling, the unknown devilish man was moaning too, his moans heated her ears... Not because they were delicious-sounding... They were. But he was moaning her name, over and over again while his eyes were clenched shut, holding onto her as equally as hard as she was.

At that moment, seeing his weak pitful expression through hazy eyes, she saw his lips were slightly pursed and how he looked so fraglie and delicate.

He looked powerless, controlled and brainwashed entirely by her wet, hot hole.

An expression that might make people think he was begging for release.

Maybe one day... Samira can try and ride him.

Samira had wished with all her body and soul... That she knew his name.

That way they could both be screaming each other's names, gasping hot breathes, exchanging saliva as they both reach their limits.

The man held onto the back of her head, pulling Samira's hair so her neck was in full glory, and bit into her neck mercilessly, leaving deep teeth marks on her pale skin, his canines creeping into her flesh as his lower body continued to put in immense work.

Pain engulfed Samira, it was a sensation that mixed in so well with pleasure, her nipples became hard again which were now sensitive from being rubbed on so much.

Tears sprang out of her eyes, running down her rosy cheeks that were redder than ever due to the excitement and heat she was feeling. "Shittt~" She cursed, thrust after thrust it became harder for Samira to breathe and that was even more odd because oxygen was everywhere yet she couldn't get ahold of it.

The insides of her stomach felt the weirdest, it was like she was knotting up, like something desperately wanted to come out, was it that she wanted to cum already?

Or was it that his dick was so big she could feel it in her stomach?

She honestly couldn't tell.

Her chest heaved, her neck in immense pain but it all felt too good to stop now, she was wrapped around his finger just like he wanted her to be…. A brainless little puppy.

And honestly the stranger thought that was so hot.

She would occasionally stop breathing completely from how good it all was. "It feels... So good~ I can't take it anymoreee-" She gasped out, pushing against his shoulders so that his mouth would stop his ruthless sucking and biting on her neck.

But the unknown man took this as misbehaving, wrapping a hand around her waist, his thrusts slowed down, now instead of fast... They were hard, slow pounds, thrusts that made sure Samira felt every inch and width of his dick. So that the shape of his dick would be imbedded in her mind forever.

"Nn!... Mmm!... AH!" Samira moaned between each thrust, her vision became hazy.

She couldn't breathe whatsoever now and he noticed this, putting a hand on the back of her neck, he pulled her towards him, in something similar to a hug, he rubbed her neck, while his other hand was still wrapped around the waist, to keep her steady. "Samira... Breath." He grunted, trying to soothe her again.

"AH! Ngh! I can'ttt- I can't- MMM! This is driving me crazy~" she rolled her eyes back to the back of her head, she stuck her togue out, it was so embarrassing but she just couldn't help it… It was just that good, it was incredible.

"You can. Just try..." He started tracing delicate circles with his thumb on the back of her neck to calm her down, it was effective but barely, she felt the shape of his dick, his length, the fluids, the sweat, the skin slapping whenever he thrusted in and out, the hair-pulling, the kissing...

Her head felt like it was about to explode, she couldn't keep up with his stamina, it felt like she was close to collapse, she couldn't even properly hold onto him no more.

Whenever she tried to breathe and calm down he would shove it back into her making her go back into a drooling moaning mess. "Gnn~ Ah! Mph! Just c-cum already!" She whined biting out his neck in anger, Samira felt like she was going to cum already... Yet this sadistic man looked like he could go on forever.

This was just a dream, how could this feel so real?

Her hips were aching from straddling him for so long, from him holding on to them for so long.

The stranger was persistent in keeping them both far from orgasming.

"Just a bit more..." He gave her a deep smothering kiss while putting her into a different position, Samira was laid on her back, her brunette hair scattered all over, it was long, it went beyond her waist all the way to her hips, with such long and thick hair it was even harder to keep her stamina up due to the overwhelming heat she was experiencing, even her hair was drenched in salty sweat.

Samira was a woman of beauty, although she had her own sort of beauty, she was still very beautiful. She was a little on the thick side, her thighs were big, her breasts were also big, she had a bit of fat on her arms and a bit of fat on her stomach, which was normal.

Chubby round cheeks, overall she looked like a woman who ate and treated herself well, these body features complimented her facial features, she had pale skin, her eyes a beautiful light blue emerald.

Her eyelashes were long, hovering and tickling her cheeks whenever she blinked. Her round soft ruby lips... She was stunning and even more so when she was underneath him.

He grabbed one of her legs and put it on his shoulder, grabbing onto her ankle so she doesn't run away, and with his other hand, he grabbed onto her inner thigh, spreading her wide, his fingers feeling her soft squishy skin underneath his fingertips.

He wanted to ravage her until she was a stuttering mess, he wanted this pleasure to last forever.

Lost in thought, his black hair strands covered his gleaming sinful eyes.

Sweat trickled down from his forehead and hair, down to his neck, chest and collarbone, he stood still for what seems to be a long painful minute, while her trembling body was held close against him.

He only sat there and stared, so much so, Samira was becoming embarrassed again. Finally remembering he could see everything. She wanted to close her legs but her legs were trapped, his hands had a strong hold on her even if the man was distracted by his own thoughts.

So she closed her eyes, furrowing her eyebrows, and hoped for the best as she waited.

Scratches were scattered all over his pale skin all those fresh red scratches were made by Samira herself, she almost felt proud of herself if it weren't for her embarrassment.

She wasn't the only one who was getting bruises.

Suddenly an idea popped into her little head.

After snapping out his thoughts, he raised his hands from her thigh and slicked his hair back, releasing a deep sigh before before he shoved his member in again, Samira arched her back. "Mm-" He grunted with each thrust, biting onto his lip as he stared down at her, moving his hips expertly, just the way she loved it.

"Ah! Right t-thereee' She moaned out, it was music to his ears, her large round breasts started to bounce, she held onto her chest with one of her arms, trying to cover herself but it was hard from how fast he was going, noticing she was trying to cover her breasts, he held onto both her wrists and placed them above her head, slamming into her as he did that.

He licked his lip, the tip of his tongue drenching his lip piercing with saliva as he moaned out of breathe, keeping his moans in was starting to get hard, so was controlling his pace because it was so warm and wet inside of her.

He loved it, he craved every each of your being, that's why he didn't want it to end so fast, so just as he was about to stop himself from cumming, Samira wrapped her legs around his hips, keeping his twitching spluttering member inside. "Mmm!'" He moaned, throwing his head back, whimpering in pleasure, he tried to remove her legs that held onto his hips so desperately, but she too was stubborn.

To speed up the process Samira tightened her walls around him.

That was the final straw.

He completely painted every corner of her walls with a white creamy substance.

All of his fluids were deep inside of her, it was so much cum that some of it spilled out.

He felt pure ecstasy as he continued to come, he started to twitch, gasping for her to stop as he moaned, saying it felt good as he gripped onto her thighs, his nails piercing into her flesh, he gave her four last hard thrusts, rotating his hips a little to make sure his seed was deep inside of her and then pulled out.

Cum dripped off his tip.

His cum and hers were mixed together, drenching his dick. His dick pulsed and twitched a couple of times."Mmmm..." He moaned softly rolling his eyes back. "Ahh-" Comming back to his senses he stared down at Samira with genuine delight in his eyes, his chest moving up and down as he heaved.

They were both out of breath staring at each other, he smirked, she was confused why the dream didn't vanish, so she looked around with her eyes to see any change but nothing happened.

Her eyebrows were now raised in confusion, he came close and started pecking her neck with quick little cute kisses, reaching upwards to one of her ears and whispered in his hoarse husky gentle voice. "You never cease to give me good surprises." He kissed her temple, this kiss lasting a little longer, goosebumps started to form on her arms again, as he praised and kissed her, butterflies filling her stomach, putting a couple of her brown strands behind her ears, he finally said. "Sweet dreams, Samira. I'll see you again tomorrow, be prepared, I won't let you get away so easily next time." This time he gave her a big smile, his canines were less threatening now... He was... Cute. Samira felt flabbergasted again.

Like she said before. This man always left her speechless. He seemed to have a talent for that.

They were both good at surprising each other...

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