My Sexy Phantom Ch. 03

It was a wonderful day in her world. Once again there was peace and a feeling of tranquility that warmed her all over. Days like these made her feel good about being alive, knowing that everything was right in the world. Like that tingly feeling you get after you bite into a particularly wonderful chocolate truffle.

"Well, Mandy, just pick one already." she said, laughing into her phone. Her cat Jangles was curled up on her lap, licking happily at her hand like it was some sort of tasty treat.

She was sitting in her over stuffed Lay-Z-Boy, the television on mute as she watched the home shopping network and talked to her best friend. Mandy had just gotten finished telling her about some cute guy who had asked her out for dinner tonight. Her friend was so excited that she couldn't chose which color dress to wear, when normally it was Mandy instructing Alex on style.

"But I don't know which one looks best! I reeeally like this guy, Alex. Please, please, please, puh-lease help me!"

It was Mandy's luck that Alex couldn't think straight right now, either. What with Lucien picking on her every few seconds. She shivered at the feel of his fingers on the back of her knee, using a newspaper to swat at the area in front of her. Damn him for being a Phantom! She couldn't see him at all during the day.

"Okay, okay." Alex answered to the girl's begging, twirling the cord of the phone about her finger as she stuck her tongue out in the direction of Lucien. "Why don't you wear the red dress? Red is always pretty on you."

"But Alex!" her friend whined. "I don't want to look 'pretty'! I want to look gorgeous!"

"You will lo..." she had to bite her bottom lip so she didn't giggle, moving the phone away from her face as she squirmed in her chair. The guy was going after her feet again! Pulling her legs in, she sat on both feet and flung the newspaper at him again, mouthing for him to stop before going back to her friend. "You will look gorgeous, hon."

"How do you know that?"

A shiver ran down her spine at the tickle of fingers running along her jaw line. She sucked in a deep breath of air and scooted herself further into the chair before replying, leaving a disgruntled cat to prance off in offense of her bothering it. "You always look gorgeous, Mandy. It's what you do!"

A whimper escaped her lips as a mouth came over her ear, sucking and nibbling at it. It was very, very distracting. So distracting, in fact, that she hadn't heard what her friend had said.

"Alex? Alex, are you listening?"

She shook her head, her eyes half closed as the mouth moved lower to suck the skin beneath her ear lobe. "Yeah... Mandy, I'm listening."

Her friend seemed to hesitate before a mischievous voice took the place of nerves. "Whatcha doin'?"

Lips began moving down her arm as she blushed guiltily and coughed to cover up the sound of her voice. "Nothing."

"Oh, really?" Her friend paused as if to point out the lie. "Mmm... Okay, lovey. I'll be heading out soon. I'll call you later and tell you all the juicy details." There was a distinct sigh in her voice.

"Okay.... Remember to keep your phone on, and call the cops if things get weird." she said softly, her mind wondering to what he was doing with her hand. Whatever it was, it was definitely wonderful. She sighed in apreciation and mentally kicked herself for being so turned on.

"Don't worry, I will. Love you doll face." The dial tone sounded and she hung up the phone.

"Damn it, Lucien." she growled half heartedly, closing her eyes and laying her head back on the chair. "Must you do that while I'm trying to talk on the phone? It's distracting."

"You could always give in and let me do as I wish." a male voice whispered on the wind, fingers grabbing at the front of her shirt and tugging on it. "Come with me to the bathroom, sweetheart."

"Must I?" asked Alex, tilting her head and biting her lip. "It's so comfy here." Crossing her arms, she unfolded her legs and placed her feet on the coffee table. Maybe body language would convince him she wasn't going to move an inch.

She thought wrong.

An arm moved about the middle of her back and another was placed beneath her knees as she was scooped up from the chair in one swift movement. She squealed, writhing about as she found herself digging nails into something that was not there, at least not to the eye. "Put me down! Put me down." she said quickly, eyes wide as saucers. "You know it frightens me to feel like I'm floating, even if I'm not."

Laughter greeted her protects, a hand firmly grasping her waist as she 'floated' to the door of her bathroom. The door swung open to reveal her wonderfully huge bath tub, filled to the brink with pink fluffy bubbles. The room smelled like vanilla and lavender. She figured the vanilla was probably due to the candles burning brightly about the tub.

A moment later she was set lightly on her feet in front of the tub, her shirt being pulled gently up over her head to reveal a dainty pink lace bra. Next came her jeans, sliding to the floor to reveal matching g-string panties.

She couldn't stop the man, so why should she bother to try?

Blushing prettily, she looked up to search his face but remembered his phantom state. "It's not fair that I can't see you." she pouted, the straps of her bra sliding down her arms, unsnapping to fall at her feet.

"Sure it is." Amusement dripped from his voice as fingers slid over her chest to prod the delicate pink of her nipples.

She could feel her wetness dampening the inside of her very tiny panties. "You get to enjoy the touch of my hands all the better. Just think of it like.... a blindfold." He removed her panties before his mouth lowered down on her breast, lavishing attention on it as he proceeded to wrap her legs about him and carry her the rest of the way, until she were writhing in a sea of bubbles.

Gasping for breath as he finished his assault on her other breast, his mouth trailing down the planes and valleys of her abdomen, she arched against the feel of a sponge against her bottom. Slowly, torturously the sponge worked into the sensitive mounds of her cute ass, working its way down each thigh and back up against.

A tongue dipped itself low into the crease of her belly button, sending shiver upon delightful shiver up and down her spine. He worked his tongue in and out of it, every joy she experienced revealed on her beautiful face, every pleasure she felt sounded aloud with a moan. He worked the sponge down her long legs in slow circles, going carefully over the inside of her knees, her delicate ankles, and her toes. It spread soft soap on the flat of her stomach, circled her breasts, all over every inch until she felt like a piece of clay to mold to his will.

"How are you, dearest Alex?" Lucien whispered huskily into her ear before circling it with his tongue. His teeth began to pulse about the flesh at her ear lobe, setting the sponge aside before he circled her thighs with his hands and grabbed her ass to massage it deeply.

"Mmmm" Was her only response, her lashes creating half crescents on her cheeks, her breasts lifting and falling to each breath she took. She was so relaxed she could barely find the time to think. Her skin tingled and crawled with the need for release, yet she didn't want to move an inch.

She was slowly lifted from laying against the side of the tub, being moved so that her back faced her phantom lover, his hands wrapping about her waist as he slid her down his front. His feet linked about her ankles, his mouth whisper soft against the side of her neck, his voice as soothing as his gentle touch. "Relaxed, sweetheart?"

She didn't have time to respond as he finally found the perfect moment, taking the opportunity to plunge his hard erection into her tight ass before she had time to tense up. His grunt was followed by a moan of her own, fingers softly tickling the skin of her sides.

It was an extremely odd sensation, to be filled there. Her face was flaming red with embarrassment, even as she knew the action exceedingly turned her on.

He nuzzled the side of her neck, staying as still as he could inside of her as he allowed her to adjust to the new feeling. "Stay relaxed and it won't hurt." he murmured, moving a hand to grab her wrist, guiding her hand lower on her body until he shoved two of her fingers beneath the soft folds of her pussy.

She gasped at how slick she was and a moan escaped her lips as the pads of her fingers ran over the swollen skin of her labia. She wanted to move on his cock, but he held her lower body still in his strong hands, lips sucking at the beads of water on the back of her shoulder. It seemed a long time indeed that all he did was nibble at her skin, allowing her only to play with herself and nothing more.

He was so annoying sometimes, she concluded as she bit her lip.

Frustration coiled inside and out as she rubbed at the ache and struggled to move. No matter how she strummed her fingers against her erect little nub, she couldn't cum with him just sitting there. He could very much see the look on her face in his mind through the distinct whine in her voice. "Lucien" she cried, wiggling in his arms, her voice breathless. "Fuck me already!"

"Ah." He laughed against her ear, hands tightening about her waist. "Sweet little Alex wants me to fuck her in the ass?"

"Yes!" She moaned, grinding her hips down against him as hard as she could.

He groaned in response, his hands moving down her soft skin to grip at the cheeks of her ass as he moved himself inside of her. The pressure was enough to make him explode without any real effort on either of their part, but he gritted his teeth and held it in.

Alex slid her slippery fingers across the bubbly sheen above the water, grasping the side of the tub and gripping at it for leverage. Her breathing came in short, fast gasps as she kept the rhythm in which her phantom commanded, the feeling both hurting and feeling so, so good. It was the oddest kind of torture. Especially with the sensation of soft foam popping about her shoulders and swollen breasts, the water caressing her skin and the smells tickling her nose.

It was a total sensory experience, and she wanted more.

"Hold on." Grunted a male voice, the movement being stopped for the moment. The hands stopped stroking the cheeks of her ass and she moved her head to look behind her. There was nothing she could see moving, opting an empty bottle of shampoo she hadn't thrown away the other night, moving around in the air on its own and into the water.

"What's that for?" She asked Lucien curiously, moaning softly as his shaft shifted inside of her. Her eyelids drooped closed as she sucked in a breath, fingers running lightly up and down the folds of her pussy. One slowly slid in between, flicking against her clit, then two, her legs shaking and her voice catching on whimpers of pleasure as she rubbed against his hand.

The slick press of plastic moved against her thigh as he sunk the two fingers and his hard erection as deep as he could, sighing in a content purr of appreciation as he circled both naughty holes. "Since I don't have two cocks to fill both this," he jerked his hips, thrusting his cock in her ass and getting a cute moan in response from her "And this." He shoved his fingers deeper, curling them to prod at the skin of her g-spot.

"Ohhh. Yes." She arched her hips, her head rolling back as she rocked her hips. "That does sound like a reasonable use."

"Indeed." murmured Lucien, slowly inching his fingers out of her and trailing them to her other pleasure spot. He grasped the head of the bottle, prodding her front entrance with the smooth end as he slid it in, till she couldn't possibly take anymore. He heard her gasp and half choke on his name. "Does that feel better, kitten?"

"Nnnn huh" She could barely respond, her hands sliding off of where it had gripped the side of the tub as she limply leaned against his chest. Her soft, delicate hands slid down his arms to rest on top of each hand, guiding him to what she wanted. She showed him how to move his fingers, shoving them down onto her clit and pushing them in a criss-cross motion.

Once he had gotten the pattern down, she let go of his hands and dug her fingers into the flesh at his thighs. Her bottom lip was swollen red from where she bit down, her entire body shaking and bucking. Between the pleasure of being pumped in both holes, and the pressure of his fingers against her sensitive clitty, she was in ecstasy beyond belief.

She couldn't think worth a damn, and at the moment, who cared? The only reason she lived was to be used as a toy by this man and this man alone. The only passion in life being the pleasure he gave her. "Nnnn Nnnn Nnnn.... God.... Yes, yes!"

"Do you like that, baby?" he asked on a groan in her ear, leaving her taught little nub so that he could grab at her long hair, yanking her head to the side possessively.

"Mmmmm." Alex moaned, attempting to nod her head even though he had it immobilized. "Yes."

He moved his lips to the base of her throat, murmuring softly against her skin. "Almost ready to cum for me?"

She gasped, her body shaking and bucking uncontrollably as she tried to hold on to reality without giving up an ounce of heaven. She felt like she was going to be swallowed by a deep black hole and never see the light of day again. "Oh. Lucien. Yes! Please?"

"Who's... The... Best?" Lucien asked, one word being spoken after each thrust he made. His cock was ready to burst, but he wanted to play this sweet little game. At least for a moment or two.

"You are."

He grinned, pleased to no end that she'd said that. Even if he had known she wasn't about to say someone else. Who would at moments like these?

Okay. This must stop, Alex thought as she whimpered pathetically. She needed to cum. "Now!" she growled, grabbing the shampoo bottle from him and throwing it out of the tub before clinging to him so hard that he could only move his arms.

He wrapped them tight about her shapely figure, panting, his heart beating frantically. Burying his nose into the sweet curve of flesh between her neck and shoulder, he placed his lips about the skin and bit down. Not enough to bruise, but hard enough to pierce the skin.

She responded in a wave of exquisite tension. Her ears were throbbing from a scream she couldn't keep from slipping from her lips. Her face was flushed, her arms limp, her lower body shaking so bad that water was spilling out all sides of the tub. The pleasure was so white hot, that she forgot who she was.

A few moments later, or a lifetime, she found herself staring at the water, watching all the purple colored bubbles disappear like magic. She was contentedly snuggled in his arms, and didn't want him to let go.

"You never want it to end, do you?" Alex asked Lucien on a whisper, basking in the silent, awesome strength of his male body, even while his cock still filled her bottom.

"No, baby, but all good things must end." He licked at her soapy shoulder tenderly.

"Why, Lucien? Why must they end?"

He laid his cheek on her forehead and was silent for the longest moment, rocking with her in his arms. "Because," he said at last, kissing her on the nose. "If they never ended, we'd have nothing new to look forward to."