The Phantom

by Jocelyn Leveret

  “Please stay,” I begged her. “Don’t watch me, but at least watch the video.”

  Beth sighed and pushed her glasses up her nose. “Fine, but I hope this is worth it.”

  “You can strip in there,” Molly said, and pointed to a changing room. “There should be a robe on the back of the door. Come on Beth, I’ll show you around the apartment.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  I knew it was absolutely crazy, even as I stripped and pulled on the red satin robe, but a Phantom video? If this is what it would take to get Molly to show me, then this is what I would do. I ran a brush one more time through my long hair and took a breath for courage. “Here we go,” I told my reflection.

  A naked redheaded woman was waiting for me when I stepped out of my undressing room. She held out her hand. “Hi, I’m Jade. I’ll be doing the shoot with you today.”

  Her nudity only made me all the more aware of my own. I clutched the top of my robe with one hand then shook hers with the other. “I’m Sasha.”

  Jade gave me a beautiful smile. “You’ve never been with a woman, have you?” She asked.

  “Is it that obvious?”

  “Just a little, but don’t worry, I’ve done this plenty of times before.”

  “Okay, ladies,” Molly said. “Let’s get started. Sasha, I want you in the chair. Jade, you get on your knees in front of her.”

  Slowly, I walked to the indicated spot, clutching my robe the entire way. Only at the very last second did I let it finally fall away.

  The chair was so polished; I wondered how she planned on keeping the flash of her camera from reflecting off of it, and ruining the pictures. A chill went through my entire body as soon as I sat down, but that was nothing compared to the shiver I got when the other model knelt down, and pushed my knees apart. Then, Jade leaned forward and that was when I heard the first click of the camera.

  “Ah!” I gasped when her tongue reached out and actually touched my clitoral hood. Never had I imagined how wonderful a woman’s mouth could make me feel. Even on the very few times he had gone down on me, Geoff had never made me shiver in pleasure after a single lick, and he had certainly never given my entire body goose bumps with one kiss to my private lips.

  “That’s it. Now reach down and grab Jade’s hair. Lean back and open your legs more,” Molly instructed.

  I got the feeling this wasn’t just a photo shoot after all. As soon as I posed the way the photographer wanted, Jade licked me again. My new position allowed her tongue to roam even lower. Slowly, she traced the split of my lower lips until my head fell back.

  Oh, her tongue was so different from a man’s! It was softer, expert. Jade knew exactly where to flick and where to use long drags. I didn’t know if it came from practice or simply being a woman herself, and I didn’t care. After years with Geoff, another person and not my vibrator was finally going to make me come!

  Molly circled us with her camera. She took pictures of us from absolutely every angle. She even shot from down behind my head to capture the perfect image of Jade’s mouth pressed to my pussy.

  My eyes rolled closed when the model pushed first one, then two fingers into my body. I pursed my lips and moaned. “Mmm...” Her tongue moved to my clit and I couldn’t even hear the click of the camera anymore. Pleasure had taken over my senses. All I could do was tighten my hold on Jade’s curly red hair.

  “Great! On the floor, both of you; Sasha, I want you on top, sixty-nine position.”

  The model had no problem laying back. Me? My legs trembled with excitement just slipping out of the chair.

  “Ah!” I gasped again when Jade’s tongue was immediately back to work. I couldn’t wait to return the favor. When I lowered my head between her thighs, I was amazed at what I saw. Arousal practically flowed from her pussy, and she had never been touched. Did she really get that wet just from pleasuring me?

  Oh, she tasted like cherries! Fresh ones, not the ones sold in jars. I bit at her feminine flesh like a woman starved until she actually began to squirm beneath me and lift her hips for more.

  I matched her lick for lick. She matched me buck for buck. It turned into a contest to see who could make the other come first.

  We tied.

  “Oh God!” I screamed.

  “Ah! Yes!” Jade cried.

  “Absolutely perfect!” Molly’s camera kept clicking away. “These just may be the best photos Sappho has ever run!”

  “Ohh...” I groaned. My body half rolled, half fell off the woman beneath me. Jade just laughed and wiped my cream off her lips. My body may have been exhausted, but she still had energy for more.

  “Lift your leg,” the model told me.

  It took the very last of my strength, but I did it. Jade pushed her lower body against mine so that our pussies touched. Then, she grabbed my knee and began to grind.

  I sucked in a breath. God, I never could have imagined such a sensation! It was smooth and rough all at once. Her slick cunt easily slipped back and forth over mine. At the same time, her auburn pubic curls sweetly itched between my open folds. It wasn’t long at all before I was grabbing her leg and grinding back.

  Click! Click! Click!

  “Oh Sasha, women everywhere are going to want you after this!”

  I barely heard the photographer’s words. My screams drowned her out when Jade’s nails dug into my thigh and sparked another orgasm.

  Chapter Sixteen

  “God, I could hear you screaming out here!” Beth said when I saw her again.

  I didn’t know what to say. I just blushed as I sat next to her on the couch.

  “I should warn you,” Molly said as she hit play on her DVR. “The picture isn’t totally clear.”

  Beth and I leaned back on her black leather couch as the green of night vision filled the screen. For a minute, there was nothing, just Molly sleeping nude in her bed. Then, the screen flickered. There were two blinks of digital scramble and then just like she said, the picture went grainy. It looked like the static the old VHS tapes used to get. Luckily, we could still see the room through it.

  A man shaped shadow had appeared. Maybe it was an actual man dressed completely in black. It was hard to tell, but he was definitely there. I leaned forward, curious and fascinated. The Phantom slowly moved toward the bed. He reached for the sheet and began to pull, but Molly seemed to sleep through the uncovering of her body. Beside me, Beth trembled when we watched him glide around so that he could kiss her breast.

  He avoided her nipple, only traced the flesh around it with his lips. Even from the camera’s high angle, we could see the tip harden and stretch. His hand reached between her legs, and it looked like his thumb only brushed against the skin where her pubic curls should have been. At the same time, The Phantom’s fingers stroked her lower lips.

  “How did you not wake up?” I had to ask.

  “Oh, I was awake from the first kiss,” she answered. “It just felt too good to let him know that, and risk scaring him off.”

  I couldn’t blame her. The more he rubbed, the harder it became for her to fight her arousal. Molly may have kept her eyes closed, but she still couldn’t control her body’s response. Before long, she was pushing herself into his hand.

  Oh God, there was that deep, seductive chuckle every woman I interviewed talked about.

  The Phantom kissed up her shoulder, up her neck and all the way to her ear. Then, it looked like he might have spoken.

  “What did he say to you?” I asked.

  “He told me to open my legs.”

  We watched her do exactly that. The Phantom climbed on top of her, but it wasn’t his hips he settled between her thighs. It was his head. Molly’s back arched almost immediately and I knew he was licking her.

  I heard the leather of the couch scrunch next to me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Beth tightly cross her legs. It wasn’t hard to imagine why. I’m sure she was experiencing the same wet stirring in her panties that I was.

  Molly’s legs clampe
d and trembled around his head. One hand pulled at the nipple his kisses had ignored while the other reached down and pulled him tighter against her slowly bucking hips.

  Finally, his kisses started upward again. When even Molly sat down, I knew she was feeling it all over again. Meanwhile, I could only imagine what it must have been like to feel his lips trail my own arousal over my stomach, and through the valley between my breasts.

  “Ah!” We heard her gasp on the video and knew he was inside her. Her legs opened as far as possible to give him all the room he could have wanted to fuck her. Back and forth, back and forth he moved over her.

  Every single thrust made her grunt. Then, suddenly, she let out a scream worthy of a horror movie.

  “I never came like that before,” she confessed.

  Neither had I, but God, how I hoped I would someday!

  The screen flickered twice again. Then, the picture was perfectly clear and The Phantom had vanished. The only thing to see was Molly naked and panting as her body shook in aftershock.

  I turned to Beth. “Do you believe me now?”

  For the first time in all the years I had known her, she hadn’t pushed her glasses up when they had slipped down her nose. “I-I don’t know what to say,” she stuttered.

  Chapter Seventeen

  The bedroom was completely black. There wasn’t even a moon outside to lend its glow through my window. My fingers played between my legs while the images of Molly’s video played in my head for the two thousandth time. The two middle ones slipped inside my body while the others tried to squeeze the full outer lips of my pussy tighter against my penetrators. My hips rocked up and down, up and down, gently meeting my hand but it was pointless. Even the thumb making tiny circles around my clit couldn’t seem to get the job done. Yes, it felt good, amazing even. I just couldn’t get there.

  “Ah!” I jump when something smooth and cool brushed the back of my hand. Slowly, it traveled up, first to my wrist, and then to my forearm. By the time it finally reached my elbow, I was shivering.

  Then, up my arm... My shoulder...

  Whatever it was, it grazed across my shoulder to my neck. Then, I heard a voice.

  “Hello, Sasha.”

  My pussy tightened. There was only one man in the entire world that could make a woman’s body do that. “I-is that really you?” I asked.

  There was that chuckle, the one every woman I had interviewed described, that same one on the video. “It’s me.”

  At last, The Phantom had come!

  That something cool brushed back and forth, back and forth across the flesh of my throat. “Put your hands above your head,” he commanded.

  I obeyed without a word. Immediately, I felt that something cool bind my wrists together. It must have been the same band of silk Mary and Esmeralda had said he used on them. Oh God, what else did it mean I was in for? Anal?

  When he didn’t roll me over, I knew my ass was safe. Instead, I got gentle kisses down the same path the silk had taken to my shoulder.

  “Ooh!” I squealed when I felt a little nip on the tip of my right breast as my nipple stretched between his teeth.

  Neither his head nor his jaw moved after that, but a hand began to slide across my belly. It traveled up over my ribs and up the mound of flesh on the other side. Fingers walked across my skin until they found the very edge of my other pink nub.

  There was nothing more for the longest time, so much nothing that just waiting took my breath away. Then, a sweet pain. Fingers pinched and teeth bit my nipples at exactly the same time. Oh God, it was enough to make my back arch and cause a surge of incredible pleasure between my legs! It took me so close to the fucking edge that my body tightened in preparation for orgasm.

  “More!” I screamed.

  Those pinching fingers twisted and...

  Beep! Beep! Beep!

  My eyes popped open. Damn it! It was just another dream. I must have fallen asleep while typing on my article.

  Chapter Eighteen

  A few weeks later, I was putting the final touches on my article. In less than two months, I had collected confessions from almost twenty women and found an entire folder worth of proof he had been there all throughout history. All I had to do was print it out and turn it into Marion the next morning. I was actually humming with happiness. In just a matter of weeks, every single one of Belle’s readers would know about The Phantom.

  Suddenly, I heard the front door slam. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Geoff screamed from the next room.

  “Huh?” was all I could say when he stormed into the kitchen.

  He threw something down on the table. When I realized what it was, I froze. There, on the cover of the newest issue of Sappho magazine, was a picture of topless me kissing topless Jade. “Is this why our sex life sucks?” Geoff demanded.

  I was too stunned to say anything. “Do you even like men?” He asked angrily.

  “O-of course I do,” I stuttered.

  He huffed. “Somehow I just don’t believe that. You certainly never come with me!”

  I was tempted to say that it was hard to come with him when he never even got it in me, but even if I could have gotten the words out, I wasn’t given a chance. Geoff’s tirade just went on and on.

  ‘’Are you fucking that little four-eyed bitch friend of yours, too? Is that why she doesn’t like me? Huh? Is she jealous that you live with me instead of her?”

  I may not have been able to speak, but I could move. My hand flew up and slapped the bastard.

  He didn’t even flinch. Geoff just laughed, and then leaned in close. “I’m through,” he said. “You can have your fucking Phantom, or your girlfriends. I don’t care which. Good luck finding someone to be as good to you as I was.”

  Just like that, he turned around and left me standing there in the kitchen as he walked out. “I’ll come back later for my games and the TV,” were his last words to me.

  Chapter Nineteen

  It all happened so very, very fast. Our years together were over in a single minute. It actually took me longer than that to find the ability to speak again. Even then, the voice that came out when I called Beth was shaky.

  Now, we were completely out of place at a bar that matched my mood. It was dirty, dark, and depressing. I swear the only lights at all in the place where the neon beer signs and the two bare bulbs over the pool table where a couple of bikers were playing. There weren’t even booths for people to sit, just un-sanded wooden chairs, and giant spools for tables.

  I barely noticed when Beth sat down across from me and slid a shot of tequila my way. I just kept staring past her. “I didn’t even get a chance to explain or try to defend myself,” I said, still in shock.

  “I never could stand Geoff anyway. You are so much better off without him,” I heard her say from somewhere.

  I threw my head back and poured that amber, nasty drink down my throat. “Yeck!” I grunted and shook my head with my tongue hanging out of my mouth to get rid of the taste. “Another!” I yelled at the barkeep in the stained sleeveless shirt.

  Beth reached across and grabbed my hand. “Honey, talk to me.”

  “I don’t want to talk. I just want to get drunk.”

  “Come on. You were with the prick for seven years. I have no idea why, but you were.”

  “Seven and a half,” I corrected.

  “Whatever, it was way too long.”

  My eyes rolled. “I know you always hated him, but he had some good qualities you never saw.”

  Beth’s eyebrows arched behind her glasses. “I will give you a million dollars, a Porsche, and buy you a mansion right now if you can name one.”

  My mouth opened, but shut a second later. The bar was so quiet that the clack of the pool balls seemed to echo. Finally, the bartender brought me my drink. Immediately, I drank it down. “Yeck!” I said again.

  “Okay,” my best friend said after what seemed like an eternity had passed. “Now that we have the list of good things out of the w
ay, should we list the bad, see which is longer?”

  I started to open my mouth again, but had to shut it.

  “So, bad list. He didn’t have a job, never got off the couch to so much as take out the garbage. While you were at work, he played video games, which he spent your money on by the way. His favorite movie involved a guy having sex with an apple pie, rap was all he listened to. Sasha, the guy took more time getting ready than you do! He’s a pothead, every third word out of his mouth he cussed. You constantly complained to me about how selfish he was in bed. I was there that night he called you a bitch to make his friends laugh. Honey, I’d go on but I’m out of fingers!”

  She was right. All ten were raised. Suddenly, I felt that beginning sting of tears. My voice wasn’t even strong enough to ask for another shot. I could only motion for the bartender to bring it.

  “I don’t even know why you were ever with him the first place,” she added.

  I shrugged. “He came along just after that bad break up with Chris, and before I knew it almost eight years were gone. I got used to him, and I guess it was just easier to stay together than go through another bad breakup.”

  “Easy, or not, he was horrible for you! You should have broken up years ago! Who knows where you’d be if you didn’t have him holding you back all this time”

  I glared at her. “Aren’t you supposed to be comforting me?”

  “Believe me honey, by the time this night is over and you realize how much better off you are, you’ll be comforted. Sasha, you were so, so happy to be able to do this article and he was everything but supportive! All because he was threatened by a man that doesn’t even exist.”

  “You’re right.” When I blinked, hot tears ran down my cheeks. “I do still have The Phantom, don’t I? Even if he’s not real to you, he’s real to me. The world just can’t give us men like Geoff and not give us him!”