Feature Writer: Ghost
Feature Title: MY STORY 10
Published: 11.01.2026
Story Codes: Erotic Horror
Previous Chapter: MY STORY 9
Author’s Comments: In past chapters, I’ve explained how an entity that I believe to be Lilith has drawn me to her. It’s happened for years, but lately it’s more frequent. I have grown to accept that she is guiding me, and I offer no resistance but simply look forward to the next experience. Again, you don’t have to believe my story and can just read it for amusement, but it’s my story, and I feel compelled to share it as I believe she wishes me to.
What’s happened so far: In previous chapters, I’ve explained how she first appeared to me and formed my actions, then faded as I got older. A few glimpses and events over the years, and then a few years ago, I began to feel her pull, and this time I came to her with no expectations or reservations — My will is to follow. My will is to please.
My Story 10
I haven’t posted in a while, as there have been few new experiences to write about, but I do want to share one that I feel I’m supposed to share. Just before it got cold, I guess it was the last few days of Indian Summer, I had a new encounter. I’ve written before about my experiences at a friend’s remote cabin, and even thinking about the place gives me chills. My friend had asked me to come over during the week to help him with a few chores to prepare for winter, and I agreed to ride with him. The first night was uneventful, but while working the second day, I kept feeling a pull to go to a rock near the lower field. Nothing like being in a trance – just a pull or attraction.
This rock sits just inside the woods above a field and gives a great view of the field and valley below. The rock had called to me at night before, and when I examined it in the daylight, I found some very old carvings on the side of the rock. I could not make out the words since time had had its way with them. I always feel an electricity when I’m near it and have tried to tune into the frequency.
So, the first night was uneventful and the second day was warm with a storm expected late, so we finished most of the work and then enjoyed a few – alright, quite a few drinks and so great chat before bed. I awoke at about 2:30 am, which I have begun to accept at this special place and went out to take a piss and then just stood there admiring the woods in the moonlight. The storm was still off in the distance, and the sky was mostly clear, but clouds were forming. The clouds occasionally obscuring the moon played with the light and dark and gave the night a magical feeling.
Like several times before, I heard and Owl hooting down by the lower field, and instead of blindly following the call not knowing where I was going, I knew exactly where I was being summoned. I walked to the edge of the first field and instinctively dropped my pajama bottoms, which were all I had on. As I stood there enjoying the feeling, I heard the owl again and just started walking for the rock without much thought.
One thing I found interesting was that as I walked, I felt her start driving or controlling my body, but very lightly, as if she was letting me determine the ebb and flow of the night. As I looked down at my body in the blue moonlight, I could feel my hips start to naturally sway, and my hips looked a little fuller and my waist a little trimmer. I had trimmed my bush into a little patch, and I remember looking down and realizing how feminine I looked.
Without even thinking about it, I found myself standing at the rock and only half remembered getting there. I crawled up on the rock and enjoyed the view for a while, and then I felt really tired, closed my eyes, and kind of dozed off or went into a mental fog. I opened my eyes, and all around me was beautiful. I leaned back on my hands, and I put my feet on the side of the rock and opened my knees in a pose akin to welcoming a lover. I felt the night surround me and realized I was in as “receptive” a pose as possible, and it simply felt right.
As the night enveloped me, a cloud covered the full moon, and it became very dark for a minute or two. The promised storm was still far off, but you could begin to hear distant thunder and faint flashes of lightning. When the cloud uncovered the moon, I looked out into the field, and something was coming toward me.
Not really a person, but more a shape. At first, I thought it was a deer or even a bear, but as I looked harder, it was a person, and as they got closer, I could see in the moonlight that it was a female form. I could not make out her clothes nor see that she was naked, just a female form slowly coming toward me. The far-off storm only added to the electricity and drama of the unfolding scene.
I began to panic a little, even though I’ve wanted this to happen for a long time. Was this my demon or Queen coming to greet me at last? All I’ve asked in the past was for her to let me know she was real and that my mind had not embellished some of my other experiences.
When the form got so close that I should be able to make out a face, but I could not. I began to get a little scared again, but then felt the urge to run fade. I felt my body raise my knees a little, and I was left in a very vulnerable position as if I were welcoming a lover. It was then that I realized I could not really move. I mean, I could feel my body move, but I was not moving it. As the figure got closer, it paused not thirty feet away and just stared at me. She never spoke, but I felt myself saying simply “Hello”. It was not the squeak of someone terrified, but more a welcoming, almost sultry sound coming from my mouth. I opened my knees more and leaned my head back in what can only be described as a submissive “please take me” pose.
Time stood still for what seemed like a couple of minutes as she seemed to study me, then I saw her turn and start to move across in front of me. As I watched her start to move, a cloud covered the moon for a few seconds, and I could see her shape reform in the darkness. When the moon again shone through, I saw her body had morphed into a four-legged creature that I could not identify. It moved in an almost feline manner, but the silhouette was not of any animal I’ve ever seen. The clouds provided more darkness again, and I could see her shape change, then simply disappear into a slowly swirling mist, and she was gone.
If I seem like I’m struggling for words here, it’s because I am. I have seen a lot of things that most people attracted to the occult would dream of seeing, but this was different for me. I literally just watched a smoky figure coming toward me and slowly changed from smoke to a woman whose figure seemed to absorb light to a four-legged creature to simply evaporating like the smoke when you blow out a candle. What I had seen filled me with emotion I could not explain. Excitement, fear, craving and desire all rolled into one.
I leaned back again and just wanted to enjoy the feeling and try to process what I had just seen. It had been a perfectly still night then as the shape disappeared into the night. I felt a warming breeze envelope my body. It felt like pressure starting on both sides of the small of my back and work it’s way around both sides to my hips, almost teasing my body. I could feel my hips start to slowly grind back and forth on the rock. I could feel pressure start to build under my perineum as the rock seemed smoother and it was as though there was a bump that had not been there just minutes before.
I felt my hips slowly grind onto the growing rise in the rock, and the feeling of my hips involuntarily rocking rhythmically. My cock got rock hard; it was as though I was simply watching my body perform a lewd ritual to an invisible force. My hips never changed pace but slowly continued their rhythmic beat. I was totally aware of what I was doing but had no control over it. As the feelings started to build, my hips just kept grinding out their feelings of lust.
I began to realize what was happening. I was being devoured, I was being fucked, I was fucking, I was losing control all at the same time. Then I felt pressure push up into me, and I started to feel those little twitches right before you cum, and I was lost in the feelings. My cum spurted several times on my stomach before starting to slowly run out of me. I don’t know how long it lasted or how much I had cum, but as I started to return from my orgasmic high, I realized I was sitting in a puddle of cum. I just sat there, leaning back and enjoying the feeling of complete sexual satisfaction.
After a while, I felt like I’d better get back to the cabin. As I walked along the field to the cabin, naked and dripping with cum, I was completely at peace with what happened. I put my pajamas back on and went inside to sleep as I was suddenly exhausted. I slept like a baby and woke to the sunrise and breakfast. For a second, I thought it might have been a dream, but I looked down at the matted little patch of hair between my legs and knew it was not.
After breakfast, we had a few more chores before closing the cabin, and I walked down to the rock, and there was evidence I had been there. Leaves were cleared like there had been a struggle, but as I looked closer, I realized there was no ridge or bump on the rock, and there was no evidence of the puddle I had left there a couple of hours before. I smiled and thanked her for a wonderful experience. I laid a few flowers on the rock and drew Lilith’s sigil on the stone. Kissed the spot where the bump had been and then bowed my head.
I still don’t know what the future brings. Sometimes I get a strong urge to do something and realize it’s her. She never seems far but is not always close. Long ago, I made a conscious decision to simply go with the flow. To willingly follow wherever she leads me. My actions must have a purpose, and until that purpose is revealed to me, I’ll simply enjoy.
My wife is going away a fair part of next month, and when I’m alone I will again do a ritual and ask her to come to me or have me perform for her in any way that pleases her. I am not sure what I am becoming, perhaps just a wanton little whore craving her approval, but I’m excited to be on my journey! I simply do as she asks, and in turn, I’ve been rewarded with simply magical experiences that I treasure.
I love looking down when I’m under her guidance and seeing a more feminine body. I love when she has me seduce guys. I love whatever I am becoming or what I am being prepared for. I’m willing give up control to her!
THE END OF CHAPTER TEN