Before I start the story I must tell that I have very high and strong libido. While I don't like casual sex at all and I'm not currently dating either, I still need to have a sexual release in a form of an orgasm regularly by masturbation. If I don't get it, then I will have orgasms when I'm sleeping, because the body is so relaxed the bend down energy finds an easy way to release itself. This has happened as long as I can remember and I have thus paid no special attention to it. I also view sex as a positive thing, but in my life I share my body only with a man who I love and who loves me back - which I don't currently have, as I'm single.
It was 5pm on a Wednesday afternoon on 3rd of August 2016 when I decided to take a nap after working (I work at home). I woke up to a half-awake state around 2 hours later because I was horny as hell for some reason (I suspect a natural hormonal spike before periods, as I'm not eating any hormonal medication). I was aware of my body, that it was sleeping on its right side, but I myself - let's say my astral body, it makes things easier to explain - was lying on my back and I remember thinking 'I gotta have an orgasm'. So, I start to think the best way to masturbate and I try all kind of different poses, and all this time I'm aware I'm 'kind of' out of my body, as my physical form sleeps on its right side without any moving. I, on the other hand, am trying to reach the Big O with all possible imaginative yoga poses.
At some point while trying to get the needed release I felt constantly that someone else was in the room with me, a man, sitting on my sofa, which is next to my bed as I live in a one room flat. The feeling was so strong I was sure I could see a shadowy man with legs crossed looking at me while I'm trying to get an orgasm, and the feeling got so intense I actually woke up. Physically, opened my eyes and turned around to look at the sofa just to make sure I was alone and no one had snug into my house - which was impossible, I live on the highest floor, front door is always locked and the area, where my home building is located, is one of the most peaceful ones in the whole city. Naturally I saw no one, I was alone in my home, so I turned back to my right side and fell into that half-awake yet fully conscious state of mind again as soon as I closed my eyes.
I know it wasn't a dream, no part of this was a dream. I have some vivid dreams and I can also tell when I'm dreaming (I'm capable of waking myself up if I don't want to see some dream, let's say I'm having a nightmare and I want it to end, so I just wake myself up from it). This was neither one of them.
As I close my eyes and fall into that fully conscious state yet my body is sleeping, I give up with the orgasm hunt. I just can't get it. I fell on my back on my bed and I'm again aware that my physical body is on its right side but me - which feels stronger than the physical body, more real and intense - am on my back.
As soon as I state myself that I can't get an orgasm a dark male figure appears on the end of my bed, on my bed. I can't see his facial features. He's dark mass, very solid and tense, yet his outlines are blurred, almost like his body's outlines were somehow smoky. He lies on top of me and while he's thin and he's got very narrow waist and chest, he's very, very heavy. Like a man who weights 80kg (that's around 176 lb). I know he grins and I understand he wants to sleep with me, kind of like 'I noticed you were having problems, let me help you to reach your climax.' I don't hear him speak, I don't see his face, but I know what he wants and that he's grinning.
I get a feeling he's not exactly a nice guy but he's not malicious either, because I've met both kind of spirits during my life time. Let's call him as a Cocky Bad Boy. It's a bit hard for me to breath because he's so heavy, but he lifts his body up a bit. I tell him that I could use some help, so yeah, well, why not. Let's do this.
The Cocky Bad Boy presses his body again closer to mine and bites me from my neck, on the right side just on the crook of my neck where the neck connects to the shoulder. It hurts as he's got a sharp bite, but I don't say anything. I just immediately rub the bitten spot to take the pain away. Then The Cocky Bad Boy spirit presses himself on me so tightly, so strongly, that I gasp for air. I feel like suffocating under his weight, like he would be even heavier than earlier. I yell at him shocked 'No! Not like that! I can't breath!' He lifts his body up slightly and bites me again on the same spot, this time twice.
I get frustrated with him. I tell him that 'No, no biting! I didn't give you permission to that and you clearly don't understand how to deal with this whole thing.' I'm actually so fed up with his harshness and cockiness that I tell him 'In the name of God I command you to go away and I also call here Archangel Michael. Michael, kick this uninvited guest away from my house and make sure he doesn't return'. (I'm a professional psychic so I know how to protect yourself, ask help and command spirits). Then I add to archangel Michael '...and while you come here could you bring with you another male spirit, someone from a loving realm, someone who either has had a life as a man or understands the concept of sex, to help me out, thanks.' Basically I'm asking him to bring me a toyboy spirit to sleep with me and while it now feels the most unusual and ridiculous thing to ask, at that moment it felt absolutely natural. No shame, no taboo, nothing unusual to ask 'Hey I'm needing some male help here with my orgasm hunt to kill this libido spike'.
After my request archangel Michael does appear next to my bed. As soon as he arrives, the Cocky Male Spirit jumps up and whirls away up to the corner of my room, like you would have let a balloon full of air loose and it's whirling wildly. When the dark spirit is gone, Michael smiles lovingly at me and then a huge ball of white light with a golden center appears on the bed's end, over my knees or so. I can tell it's a spirit of a very loving and masculine guy, who looks a bit like a gentle beefcake man. His nothing but light with a golden center and he also smiles at me. I can't see his face or his form, but I know he smiles at me both with his lips and eyes, and his smile is very bright and wide. I can tell he's purely good, unlike the Cocky Male Spirit.
He lifts my legs up to his shoulders (the astral body legs) and smiles down at me as asking if my request is still valid and may he continue. I'm all 'Yes! Yes, go ahead, I don't mind!' Then we proceed to have sex. I can actually feel my mattress moving with his thrusts, I can feel him inside me, and I keep thinking 'Oh no, oh no, hopefully the bed doesn't creak, I don't want my neighbors to hear I'm having sex here...!' He doesn't loom over me at all, he has no bad vibes and frankly the sex is great. After a short moment I get the orgasm I have been trying to get. First it hits me in the astral body and a few seconds later it arrives to my physical body. When the orgasm is gone my eyes shot open. My body is still on it's right side and I can see my white wall despite the fact my astral body was clearly on its back. While I had been in that astral state I had been able to see everything in my house like my physical eyes were open. But they weren't.
I'm shocked after waking up, thinking that this has to be the most insane thing ever happened to me. I have heard about a few females getting raped by a malicious spirit in cases where the spirit has either haunted the woman's house or the woman herself, but I have never, ever, ever heard anyone having sex with a spirit. What shocks and sort of embarrasses me the most is that the sexual encounter was so casual, like no big deal. It felt completely normal thing to do and happen in one's life.
I went to toiled and took a look at myself from the mirror. On the spot where the Cocky Male Spirit had bitten me, was small teeth mark. Clearly from human teeth, that horse shoe shaped arch you get if someone sinks their teeth onto your skin, but very, very tiny in size. The mark disappeared after a few hours.I also suspect the feeling of having someone in my home and sitting on my sofa was actually that Cocky Male Spirit. I got a feeling he was someone deceased who hasn't crossed into a light yet, but tries to continue living like he still would have a physical body.