The Phantom

by Jocelyn Leveret

  I was the one twisting the napkin now. Under the table, my legs were squeezing together in a vain attempt to contain the arousal between them. “What happened next?” I was barely able to get out the question.

  “What do you think happened? I came until my entire body shook and I fought even harder to get my hands out of that silk. I had only one thought in my head between the waves of pleasure that pulsed through me. I wanted to touch him, too.

  “Then, it stopped. For just a minute, it all stopped. I lay there panting with my little nightshirt wet with sweat. Finally, he had given me a chance to come down, but then I felt the mattress sink beneath my stomach and a strong, naked body crawl over my back. My legs opened completely on instinct. His cock began to slide into my pussy and I had to bite my pillow.

  “He fucked me fast and hard. I swear the slapping of our bodies together was louder than the thunder outside. Somehow, he pushed me yet again to the edge. It was as if he was trying to kill me with orgasms and still I couldn’t touch him!”

  “May I take your order?”

  Of course the waiter had to choose that moment to show up.

  I took a hundred dollar bill from my purse and handed it to Esmeralda. “Here, this should cover lunch and what I owe you for your story.”

  “You’re not staying?”

  “No,” I said, and quickly grabbed my things.

  How could I stay after a story like that? Bondage had never been a turn on for me but now, my panties were wet at just the thought of what that must have been like. This woman actually got to live it! Believe me, right then, I needed air much more than I needed food.

  Chapter Nine

  All the thunder of the storm, and it was a breeze that woke me. Slowly, my eyes opened and there watching me sleep was the shadow of a man.

  “Ssh...” A ghostly finger pressed to my lips before I could even gasp. “Don’t move.”

  I obeyed and stayed completely still. My flesh trembled when my sheets began to slip away. No man had ever seen me naked before but now, my nipples hardened under the shadow’s gaze, and the baring of body didn’t stop there. My stomach, the black patch of curls that protected my sex, my thighs… He took his time and uncovered it all.

  The feather mattress sank when the mystery man climbed over me. “W-who are you?” I asked in a whisper.

  “Ssh... Don’t move,” was all he said.

  That first kiss to the side of my neck made me groan. His mouth began to travel and immediately, I felt another kiss to my throat, another to my collarbone. The very tip of the ghost’s tongue flicked against my chest and traced the rise of my breast... Up, up, he followed the mound of flesh to its tightened tip. Then, he bit.

  “Oh!” I gasped.

  My breath turned into pants when he didn’t let go. Instead, his warm lips fastened around my nipple and sucked. My body started to arch, but his hand was there on my hip to pull me back down. I began to sweat and shiver all at once when his fingers climbed my ribs, determined not to let that other pink nub feel ignored. Even before he reached it, my nipple stretched into the stormy night air, eager for his touch.

  A single graze of his fingertip and I was lost. Lightning brighter than any outside flashed behind my eyelids. Not even the boom of the thunder could match the sound of my heart beating in my own ears. I opened my mouth to scream my pleasure, but there were those words again.

  “Ssh... Don’t move.”

  They must have been magic words. My hands wanted to reach up and touch him but somehow, they stayed frozen to my sides. All my fingers could do was twist in the sheets the way they longed to do in his hair when his lips began to roam again.

  “Please! Let me touch you!” I begged.

  No answer, just another kiss.

  He kissed every single goose bump that rose on my skin on his way down but somehow, I managed to stay completely still.

  I knew it was coming and yet that first breath that blew through my pubic patch caught me by surprise. How could something so warm send so many chills through my body?

  I may have been a virgin but I knew what he wanted. The lower his mouth traveled the more my stomach fluttered. I felt my body drip with readiness more and more with every inch he came closer.

  His hand slipped between my thighs. Gently, he pushed my legs apart and then...

  Geoff was shaking my shoulder.

  “What, dear?” I asked sleepily.

  “Is there any of that pizza left over from last night?”

  I stretched and yawned. “Huh? Oh, there should be. I haven’t eaten anything since I got home.”

  “Sweet! Thanks babe,” my boyfriend said, and kissed my head. “You can go back to sleep.”

  I grumbled and dropped my head to the table. It had only been a dream.

  I guess it shouldn’t have been a surprise. Esmeralda’s story of a storm and not being allowed to touch her lover was still fresh in my mind before I dozed off in the middle of searching for more about The Phantom’s historical record. I had been making good progress too. I found a woman who claimed to have the diary of a girl from the mid-1800s who seemed to have encountered him. For only $300, she was willing to sell it to me. I have never paid for anything so fast in my life.

  Chapter Ten

  Before, The Phantom had merely been an obsession. Now, he was an absolute addiction. I would go anywhere; spend anything to get my fix. It didn’t matter how quickly my bank account was shrinking, I had to have those stories that kept my fingers as busy between my legs as they were typing my article. I must have checked my email a hundred times a day hoping for a new lead. When Mary Stevens asked me to meet her in the park, it was a godsend! Two days had passed with no new story and my nails had started to tear holes in my sheets in frustration at night.

  I found her on a bench next to a picnic basket. She blended in so perfectly with all the other nannies there watching over children; I must have talked to eight others before I finally found her.

  “Hi,” I said as I sat down.

  “Hi.” She smiled back.

  “Thanks for talking to me,” I told her as I reached into my purse for my wallet.

  Mary waved off the cash before I even had it out. “I don’t want any money. I’m just glad to be able to tell my story to someone and not keep it inside anymore. You can’t imagine the relief it was to see your ad, and to know that I’m not the only one he has come to. I was beginning to think I was crazy!”

  I laughed a little. “No, you’re not. If you are, I know of eight other women you’ll be sharing a room at the asylum with. What did he do with you?”

  The woman sighed and began to sort of stare off into space. “It was actually the clock tower in the middle of town chiming midnight that woke me up,” she started. “I hate that clock. It wakes me up at least twice a night. People keep asking the city to put some kind of mute on the damn thing, but they just keep saying that would lessen its historical value.

  “For once in my life, I’m actually glad it did.

  “The Phantom was standing in front of the window. At first, I thought it was just one of those blurs you get when you open your eyes and they’re still sleepy, but when my vision cleared, there was definitely the silhouette of a man there.

  “I was completely frozen, and not just by the Christmas cold. He seemed to glide forward without a sound. ‘I know your fantasy, Mary,’ he said. ‘The one you’re afraid to admit to anyone.’

  “My lips pursed and I shrank back. If he was talking about what I thought he was...”

  Mary began to drift off. “What happened then?” I had to ask to get her back.

  “A band of silk suddenly appeared stretched in front of him. ‘W-What’s that?’ I asked him.

  “The shadow seemed to chuckle. ‘It’s your choice, of course. I’m here to make that secret dream of yours come true, but I need to know. Would you like to be tied down for it?’

  “I could only dumbly nod in answer.

  “It was the bravest thing I had ever
done in my entire life when I rolled over onto my stomach and stretched my hands over my head. Then, the silk was wrapped around the post of my headboard and tied around my wrists.

  “My quilt was thrown off my bed. For a ghost, his hands were actually warm when they reached for the waistbands of my pajama bottoms and panties, then slowly pulled them down and off my feet. Immediately, the cold air of the room created goose bumps on all the private parts he exposed, but it was The Phantom’s touch that really made me shiver.

  “Considering my fantasy, it was a surprise to feel his tongue against my pussy. He licked me up and down. My slit began to wet, even opened against his mouth. He made absolutely sure my body wanted him before he moved over my back and aimed his cock between my legs.

  “Just one thrust and he filled me. The force of it made me grunt, and The Phantom only fucked me harder and harder. At first, it was just me bouncing on my mattress. Soon, even my bed was rattling. It was so rough, I was glad I had chosen to be tied up. The Phantom rode me harder than any lover had ever even tried, and it was incredible!

  “But it wasn’t my fantasy.

  “I was sweaty and out of breath when he finally pulled out of me. I thought he was going to call the pleasure he had given me enough, and disappear without keeping his promise. Then, I felt his strong hands on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart.

  “Turns out, he had a very, very good reason for using my more natural place first. He wanted my pussy juice and cum to lubricate the place that a cock was never meant to be put.

  “I felt the warmth of both our bodies when he touched the tip of his penis to my butt hole. Now, that was my fantasy!

  “The Phantom was so gentle when he began to push. ‘Unh,’ I groaned as my virgin ass began to stretch and open for him. First, just the head popped in. Then, little by little, his shaft followed.

  “It was absolutely everything I had dreamed of a thousand times. As that back passage was filled more and more, I was brought closer and closer to orgasm. My entire lower body began to shake. I actually began to wonder if I could even take all of him. Oh, but I so wanted to! All I could do was bite my pillow and bear it.

  “I loved him for never asking if I was ok. He said he was here to fulfill my fantasy, and that was exactly what he was going to do. Finally, he forced his entire cock up my ass. The Phantom rocked his hips against me and it made me do the same like some sort of erotic puppet.

  “’Just fuck me,’ I had to beg when he took too long to let me get used to it back there.

  “As hard and as fast as he had used my pussy what seemed like an hour before, he was that slow and gentle when he pulled back. I actually lifted my ass into the air so that he could grab my hips and fuck me without crushing the rest of my body.

  “’Yes... Yes...’ He made me whimper into my pillow.

  “Have you ever come until you were in tears? It was like that. A complete body shuddering orgasm, the kind that takes a girl hours to come down from.

  “It took the town clock chiming three in the morning to remind me where I was. When I finally had the energy to move, I found that my hands were no longer tied, and the ghost that had loved my ass so perfectly had disappeared.”

  The sound of children’s laughter as they played continued all around us for the longest time as I sat there and let everything the woman just confessed sink in. I imagined The Phantom doing all sorts of things to a woman, but never that.

  “You must think I’m some kind of slut,” Mary said when I didn’t speak after her story.

  “No, no, no.” I shook my head. “I think you’re lucky. I’m still waiting for him to come and fulfill my fantasies.”

  Chapter Eleven

  I couldn’t get the idea out of my head. The Phantom fucked her in the ass? I had heard of such things before, but all those women had said it hurt. She was the first one I had ever heard say that she enjoyed it; really enjoyed it.

  The very idea of a something up my own butt had always appalled me. Then, I saw the way Mary shivered. I saw that look in her eyes as she remembered that night and the subtle twist in her seat as if she could almost feel it again right there. The thought of any other man doing such a thing was still terrifying, but The Phantom?

  Silken bondage had made its way into my dreams after Esmeralda’s story, but simply fantasizing wasn’t going to satisfy me now. I needed more. I needed to know, to get at least some sort of taste of what Mary must have experienced that night, and there was only one way.

  ***

  Beth looked absolutely mortified when the taxi stopped in front of a sex shop. “Uh, what are we doing here?” she asked.

  “Shopping.”

  Her voice dropped to a whisper as she pushed her glasses up her nose. “This is not what I thought you meant when you asked if I wanted to go!”

  I couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re the one that said you never met a store you didn’t love.”

  “This isn’t a store! It’s a smut hut! Why in the world would you ever want to come to a place like this?”

  “I told you, Mary left me curious.”

  “The butt girl?”

  “Yes.”

  “I know we’re best friends, hon, but sometimes I think I know way too much about your life.” Beth shot a nervous glance at the cabbie to make sure he wasn’t listening. “Couldn’t you just order something like the rest of us?”

  “Rest of us?” I teased. “And what exactly have you ordered?”

  She just blushed and avoided the question. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

  “I’m sure,” I told her, and paid the driver. “If I bought something online, it would take too long to be delivered. Come on, it might be fun. You might even find something you like that you won’t have to wait for in the mail!”

  We got out of the car and stood there looking at the covered windows and all the XXXs for just a second. The place did look a bit seedy, but at least it was out of our neighborhood. Considering the way Beth bit her lip and looked around, she probably would have died if someone she actually knew saw her go into such a place. I may have saved her life by coming here.

  A bell over the door rang when we stepped inside. Right away, a woman in blonde and purple pigtails looked up from her magazine. “Just let me know if I can help you with anything.”

  “Okay, thank you,” I said.

  We wondered the small store, Beth never more than a step behind me. “Isn’t there anything you want to look for?” I teased.

  “No!”

  I had absolutely no idea what to get. Along the wall were rubber penises in all sorts of sizes, from normal to the absolutely absurd. It was hard to believe that a woman could take some of those in her vagina, let alone where I was looking to put it.

  The clerk was suddenly over our shoulder. “You know, double headed dildos are great for lesbian couples. They’ll let both of you be penetrated at the same time.”

  I couldn’t help but smile at Beth’s blushing. “W-what? B-but”

  I laughed. “What my red-faced friend is trying to say is we’re not a couple.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry. A lot of the women that shop here together are. Hi, I’m Abby. You look like you’re looking for something special. Can I help you find something?”

  “I-I don’t think I need to be here for this,” Beth said as she walked away.

  “Well,” I answered nervously, “I’m kind of curious about anal but I’ve had absolutely no experience with it.”

  The clerk nodded as if she heard the same thing every day. Maybe she did.

  “With a man or on your own?”

  “Definitely on my own.”

  Oh God, with Geoff? The very thought sent a sick chill through me. Even when he could get it up and in, he finished way too fast and I never seemed to be able to come with him in my pussy. Letting him do me back there where it might already hurt? No thank you!

  The purple haired woman grinned. “I think I have just what you’re looking for.”

  I had no
doubt that she did indeed. With denim shorts that would have made it impossible to get away with even g-string panties beneath, the woman had to know all about these things. It wouldn’t have surprised me if she could give a review from personal experience for every single toy made for women in the shop.

  She led me to the back wall and pulled something pink off a hook. “These are anal beads,” she explained. “See, you put the smallest bead in your ass first. Then, as you push it further in, each bead gets just a little bigger than the last one. The good thing about this versus the ones on a string is that the rubber is solid enough to move it in and out by pulling and pushing on this little loop at the top. It’ll be closer to an actual butt fucking than something simply left in you for stimulation. They’re perfect for a beginner because you can start with the tiniest and only go as far as you’re comfortable, then slowly work your way up to the largest.”

  The way she described it, I didn’t even have to think “I’ll take them. Do I need any kind of special lube for this?”

  “Well, you can pretty much use any lube you already have in your nightstand. If you’re really nervous about pain though, we have a special lube that just slightly numbs you back there so that you can still feel it going in and out, but any pain you might have felt is gone. It’s really used more for when you take a cock, but you can use it for toys.”

  “Great, I think I’ll take a small bottle of that, too.”

  “Excellent! Anything else?”

  “Nope, that’s it.”

  I followed the clerk to the register. As she rang up my purchases, I called to Beth. “Ready to go?”

  “Just a minute,” she said.

  When I turned around after paying, I had to fight not to laugh. After all of Beth’s nervousness and blushing, guess who bought a vibrator with two textured sleeves and a set of twin bullets wired to a controller with adjustable speeds?

  Chapter Twelve

  I waited until Geoff was out of the apartment. The last thing I wanted was for him to discover what I was about to do. He couldn’t satisfy me with even the basics. I certainly didn’t need for him to see this and get ideas. If it did turn out that this hurt with me doing it myself, Geoff would probably injure me. If that happened, there was no way I could enjoy this the way Mary seemed to.