My Dream Lover Is a Succubus

By MysticAchemist

And if you manage to control yourself, what sort of life would she create for you?
A gentle story of a man’s true spirit being awakened.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MysticAchemist
• Release date: Mar 3, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224604944

MysticAchemist

Writing the kind of books I want to read. Grabbing hold of an idea and immersing myself deeply into the characters, then allowing the alchemy of dreams and daydreams to shape and guide the story, and finally, typing that story out so you can read and enjoy it too.No AI is used in my stories and all text is hand written.

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My Dream Lover Is A Succubus

by

MysticAlchemist

Copyright © 2024 MysticAlchemist

All rights reserved.

Written in Australian English

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locales is purely coincidental and all characters are over the age of eighteen.

http://www.mysticalchemist.au

Table of Contents

Title Page

Chapter 1 - Crystal or Hand

Chapter 2 - Share House

Chapter 3 - Who’s The Boss

Chapter 4 - Slap

Chapter 5 - Riches

Chapter 6 - Pyramid

Chapter 7 - Hung

Author Page

CHAPTER 1

Crystal or Hand

Even through the dank gloom, its shape was clearly formed in a dull pinkish glow. The sort of glow made by one of those light-in-the-dark toys. A fluffy, indistinct sort of light that hardly illuminated its surroundings, yet it had the right shape to outline the large crystal.

Only the worthy may advance.

The unexpected words, booming and echoing like they had been said in the middle of a vast sacred cavern, but I was sure we were in an old-fashioned sewer. One where the walls were made of hand-made bricks, and the surface now covered with decades of crusted-on filth.

Are you worthy? The insistent voice boomed from its cavern.

Yes. I am worthy. What else could I say. I’m sure my voice sounded as shaky as the rest of my body, but turning back was not an option.

Advance.

I did, my body seemingly gliding forward, closer and closer to that glowing prize. The famed stone of immortality that all seek and few find. Closer and closer, the crystal coming clearer and clearer. Like a double pointed quartz crystal, the type those attempting crystal healing favoured. But this was not some old dead rock. This was alive with power. So much power it glowed itself.

Three or four more paces and it would be mine. Close enough now to see the crystal was resting on a plain rock pillar, the stone support dark, like the walls of the tunnel. Only the crystal with the power to glow and illuminate the gloom around.

Two more paces. My right hand lifting ready, and the glowing crystal was gone. Well it was still there, only now there was a hand over it blocking most of the light. I stopped so close, turning my gaze up to see who had claimed the crystal before me. It couldn’t be Adrien, he’d be well behind. And Tom would be yelling his joy, he could never stay quiet. And Samantha? The girls always focused on safe targets. But it was a woman. A naked woman. Even in the gloom there was no doubt about that, and looking up, her face was one I’d never seen other than in dreams.

You don’t need to choose, her voice so sweet, like oozing honey. I can be yours forever as well.

Maybe it was a test, I hadn’t seen her coming. The legends of the Stone mention nothing about a woman.

Who are you? My words came out a little short, but she didn’t seem upset.

You dream of me every night. Holding my naked body so close, your hands feeling my breasts. And everyday you intend me to become real, and when you release your seed, you wish it is squirting deep inside my pussy.

And I can’t think of anyone else but you, I added, sealing my fate for sure. But you’re real. Attempting to read her face but the only light was the reddish glow of the crystal and that was making her eyes shine red.

"Every night you invite me to become one with you