Part 1: Who is that Girl?
Part 2: Succubus Summoning
Part 3: Succubus Rapture


He gave a sigh of relief as he laid his briefcase on the coffee table, it was good to be home once again, he had been aching all day long to get home where he could turn his thoughts to "Lacey“, the exquisite girl who invaded his thoughts and dreams. It had been weeks since he had first seen her, or more likely as he believed now… had thought to had seen her. He had begun doubting his own sanity and decided she must have been some drunken , stress related figment of his imagination, After all, how could a creature of such exquisite beauty , and having such a gluttonous sexual appetite , be real? . He now believed he may have just imagined her, trying to add some excitement to his dull sexless existence. Whether she was real or not ,she was definitely the best lover he had ever known, not to mention that she was his “ultimate dream girl” possessing all the physical traits he found most pleasing.. With her long red shining locks, smooth alabaster skin and high luscious breasts . She was in fact the most divine creature he had ever laid eyes on.

He had ceased to have a social life, only wanting to relax in the evenings thinking of her and waiting for the enticing creature to make her presence known to him again. His erotic dream world had become his obsession. Every night he would lie in bed, restlessly excited , anticipating her arrival in his dreams….. He had never experienced dreams like these before , so real, vivid and lush ...his senses were on fire, her soft skin and sweet female scent was intoxicating as she ravaged his body. She fucked him with such greed and predatory intensity, always on top and always for as long as she needed draining him of his cum and his energy…. And suddenly it would be over, he would awaken the same way every time… alone, cold and wet with perspiration, his heart racing a mile a minute and completely drained, yet still hearing her soft sweet voice echoing "listen to your dreams". Then would come the crash , he would sleep long and hard, eventually awakening to her intoxicating scent still lingering in the air. The scent in the air always perplexed him, as well as the voice telling him to listen to his dreams, but none the less he loved it and took pleasure in it.

As the days and weeks went on he became weaker and weaker, he had stopped bothering to take care of his appearance and impatiently brushed people off telling them he was fine and not to worry when his friends and family would express concern. He knew that his obsession with his dreams was adversely affecting his life, but he did not care. He had found more satisfaction in his dream world than he had ever found in any other aspect of his life. The only problem was the fact that he wanted more… he needed to understand more and began reading about dream interpretation. Through his reading he discovered there were many things he could do in order to better interpret his dreams. He learned that he should: 1. keep a journal and pen beside his bed. 2. write his question on a piece of paper to place under his pillow. 3. Linger in bed upon awakening. Stay under the covers to luxuriate in the peaceful feeling between sleep and wake (the hypnagogic state). Those initial moments would provide a doorway. 4. Open your eyes. Write down your dream immediately: otherwise it will evaperate.

He posed his question directly to her. It read " I am completely enraptured and derlirioulsy in lust, please tell me my Goddess... how I can make you real? " In the coming nights he prepared himself to uncover whatever truths he could from his all encompassing dreams. He went to bed on an empty stomach just as the book had said, he thought hard about what questions he needed answered and placed the question under the bed. It happened as it always did but this time when he awoke he immediately took pen in hand and wrote down everything he could remember. Much of what he wrote seemed so unusual to him, but he trusted it. He now knew what he needed to do in order to make his lover real.

He took the day off work to prepare for the special night.
Lusting After Lacey

First, he made a circle in white chalk at the foot of his bed. Around the circle he equally spaced five black lavender scented candles. He then threw about the room a very carefully selected group of ground herbs, he lit the candles and opened his window just a crack and climbed between silk sheets , just as the sweet hypnotic voice in his dream had instructed him to do. With peaceful anticipation he lay in bed smelling the sweet smell of lavender and finally realized what it was he had been smelling for months.... he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep believing that he would be successful in summoning his Sweet, Voracious Succubus.