 
                   --===THE OPERA OF THE PHANTOM===--
 
The Opera of 

the Phantom
 
 
 
    It was stupid to come here.  It was stupid to be goaded
into coming here.  It was stupid to follow through on what was a
patently stupid dare.  It was stupid for them to have lied to their
parents about where they were going.  It was stupid to be spending the
night in these woods.  Yet here they were, in the woods, with their
tents and their sleeping bags and their carefully waterproofed rolls of
toilet paper.
 
    As if the toilet paper could save them.
 
    No one had ever managed a full day in these woods without
serious psychological problems.  Three people had never been found
again.  The legends... well, who believes legends, anyway?
 
    They should have.
 
 
 
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    "Tina, can you get me the hammer, so I can pound this stake
in further?"
 
    "Sure, baby."  Tina handed the tool to her boyfriend, who
proceeded to secure the tent ropes in place.  Meanwhile, Tina looked on
with some nervousness.  She didn't know why she'd let the others talk
her into coming here.  She wasn't an adventurer.  Mainly, she'd come
because Bob had come, and she went nearly everywhere her boyfriend did.
 
    "There, that's got it," Bob said, straightening up.  "It'd
take a hurricane to blow this tent away now."
 
    "Don't give this place any ideas," Carla said from across
the clearing, where she and Max were setting up their tent.
 
    "Oh, c'mon, Carla," Max said.  "It's just another forest. 
You don't believe all those old ghost stories, do you?"
 
    "This place gives me the creeps," she answered.
 
    Max rolled his eyes at her.  "Hey, Bob, can I have the
hammer now?"
 
    "Sure."  Bob started to walk toward the others, when
something tripped him.  He fell forward, and landed on the stump of
what had been a small tree.  He rolled on the ground, grasping at his
abdomen in pain.
 
    Tina rushed to his side, dropping down next to him.  "Bob,
are you okay?"
 
    "Fuck, that hurts!  What the hell did I trip over?"
 
    Tina looked around.  The ground here was flat, without
stones or roots protruding.  The only stump was the one he'd landed on.
 
    "Nothing, that I can see, anyway.  How bad is it?"
 
    "I'll be okay... I hope.  I just need to let the pain go
away.  Can you guys help me to the tent?  I'll lie down and maybe sleep
it off."
 
    Tina and Max helped Bob into his tent, where he lay down on
his sleeping bag.  Tina sat down next to him.  Max looked at the two of
them, and turned to go.  He stopped after a second.
 
    "You guys need anything else?"  When Tina shook her head
'no', he said, "Okay.  After I finish with our tent, Carla and I are
gonna go for a walk.  We'll be back before dark."
 
    "Promise?" Tina asked nervously.
 
    "I promise.  Geez."  Max shook his head as he left the
tent, leaving the two to themselves.
 
    Tina returned her attention to her boyfriend.  She brushed
his hair out of his face and looked down at him with sympathy.  The
pain was etched into his expression, and she could tell it was bad.
 
    "What can I do, Bobby?"
 
    He shook his head negatively.  "Not a damn thing.  What
you'd better do is go get us some firewood.  We don't want to be in the
dark when night comes."
 
    "What do I need to get?"
 
    "Small sticks, and some branches.  I don't think you'll
find anything big that we can use, so we'll need a lot of the smaller
stuff."
 
    "Okay... will you be okay, alone?"
 
    He grimaced, but nodded.  "Yeah, I'm just going to try to
go to sleep.  There's some Tylenol in my bag, and I'll take a couple of
those."
 
    "What if you have internal injuries?"
 
    "I don't.  Don't worry about it.  Just make sure to get
enough firewood."
 
    "Okay."
 
    Tina left the tent, and told the other two where she was
going.  They told her they would also gather some on the way back from
their walk, and then she departed.
 
 
 
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    Max and Carla strolled through the forest without worrying
about anything.  Carla felt secure, so long as Max was there to protect
her.  The two chatted about nothing in particular while they walked,
aimlessly moving through the forest.  Finally, on their way back to
camp, they reached a small thicket, covered in pine needles and
shaded.  It was a wonderful spot to sit down together and rest.
 
    Rest, however, was not really what was on their minds.  As
soon as they sat down, Max leaned over and kissed Carla hotly, his
tongue worming its way into her mouth.  He pulled her against himself,
loving the feel of her tits mashed against his chest, and he liked
having her hands roaming his body.
 
    Carla obliged him, running her hands strongly over his
back, her nails scraping lightly through his shirt.  Their tongues were
lashing against each other, and their bodies were heating up.  Max's
hands reached down and pulled Carla's shirt up over her tits, exposing
them, for she wore no bra.  His hands grasped her large breasts and
squeezed, causing her to moan out in pleasure.
 
    The couple broke their kiss, and Carla moaned out loud. 
"Oh, yeah, baby, that feels great.  C'mon and get that big dick of
yours out and fuck me!"
 
    Max loved it when she talked like that.  He released her
tits so that he could pull off his own T-shirt.  She finished removing
hers, and was already undoing her pants.  Seeing her actions, he
unfastened his own jeans, pushing them down off his hips.  Standing up,
they removed the remainder of their clothes in a flash, before moving
back together and sinking down onto the pine needles.
 
 
 
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    Tina had been walking back toward camp with a bundle of
firewood when she heard the moan.  It was fairly clear what that had to
be, so Tina snuck up on them very quietly.  She stood behind a tree and
stared past it, seeing Max and Carla already naked on the ground.  Her
hand strayed to her breast as she watched.
 
 
 
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    Max bent to take one of Carla's nipples into his mouth,
biting down gently on it.  Carla moaned out in bliss, her hands pulling
his head further into her chest.  His other hand tweaked her other
nipple, causing shivers to run through her body.  She was writhing
beneath him, more than ready for him to enter her.
 
    Finally, after he'd tortured her for another minute or so,
Max removed his mouth from her tit.  He slipped between her legs, which
she parted widely for him.  She could see his large, hard cock and
wanted it pounding into her.  She'd been dating Max for nearly a year,
and the main reason was that he was the best fuck she'd ever known.
 
    Max slipped the head of his dick slowly into her cunt,
watching her face as he did so.  He saw an expression of pure, wanton
lust come over her, and he knew he had her.  In one mighty shove, he
rammed his prick deep inside her.  Carla let out a guttural scream that
probably scared rabbits a mile away, but neither of them cared.  Max
began to rut into her, slamming his dick hard against her cervix,
causing her to scream in blind ecstasy each time.
 
 
 
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    Tina stared in awe at her two friends going at it.  She'd
never watched another couple having sex before, and she was transfixed
by the sight.  It was far more erotic than she had ever imagined it
would be, and she could tell that her own pussy was dripping wet, just
from watching them and fondling her own breast.  Her other hand joined
in, and now she was mauling both her tits, panting in arousal while her
eyes remained locked on the couple fucking just yards away.
 
 
 
-----
 
 
 
    Max rolled over, pulling Carla on top of him.  She sat up
and began rocking on top of him, pushing herself down onto his cock
again and again.  Her tits bounced as she moaned in pleasure.  She
began to twist and pinch her own nipples, adding to her excitement and
arousal.  Max was grunting with each thrust, forcing himself up inside
her.
 
 
 
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    Tina marveled at the couple.  She had never been so
aggressive with Bob.  Her hand slid down between her legs, and she knew
she'd need to go back to camp to change.  Suddenly, Tina felt a
presence behind her.  She felt hands on her waist, and they slipped up
quickly to massage her breasts.  She figured it was Bob, recovered from
his fall, and she closed her eyes in enjoyment.  As the hands continued
to knead her tits, she turned her head to kiss her boyfriend.
 
    When her lips touched those of her partner, a strange chill
washed over her.  She opened her eyes, and found that she was staring
into... nothing.  She could still feel the sensations, but there was no
one there.  Her skin went clammy, and she panicked, stumbling back away
from the presence that had so shortly before been pleasuring her.
 
    Now, Tina thought she could see the vaguest of human
outlines, but she wasn't staying around to find out.  She turned and
ran as fast as she could to get away.  She could have sworn the
presence was following her, but when she stopped and turned to look,
she saw nothing, and heard only the continued moans and cries of her
friends having sex in the woods.
 
 
 
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    It took over an hour for Tina to calm down enough to try to
make it back to camp.  She walked slowly and carefully, trying to
convince herself that it had been her imagination.
 
    Finally, she trekked back into camp, where it seemed to be
awfully quiet.  She first looked into Max's tent, to see that they had
not come back yet from their tryst.  She wandered over to her own tent,
and lifted the flap.  She saw Bob staring at her.
 
    "Couldn't sleep?" she asked.  He didn't answer her.  *Maybe
he's sleeping with his eyes open.  Some people can do that.*  She
walked over to him, but she also noticed that his eyes were not moving,
and they were very fixed.  Her hand shook as she reached down to wake
him.
 
    As soon as her hand touched his body, she knew something
was badly wrong.  He was cold, and very stiff.  His body also felt...
wrong somehow.  She shakily pulled the covers back...
 
    Her scream was heard for over a mile.
 
 
 
-----
 
 
 
    By the time Max and Carla made it back to camp, they saw
Tina standing beside their tent, staring across the clearing at her own
tent, and shaking like a leaf.  They tried to comfort her, but she
shrunk away from their touch.
 
    "He's... he's... *dead*!  They... killed him!"
 
    Carla looked at Max, who shook his head.  "I didn't think
his injuries were that bad."
 
    "The fall didn't kill him!" Tina screamed.  "Didn't you
hear me?  They *killed him!*"
 
    Max walked over to the tent while Carla tried to calm Tina
down.  It was a hopeless task, and she soon walked over to the other
tent, but she was afraid to go inside.  Max came out shortly
thereafter, and looked at Carla.
 
    "She's not hallucinating.  His neck's been broken so badly
that his head is twisted completely around.  And he's already stiff,
which is weird, because he can't have been dead that long."
 
    "What are we going to do?" Carla asked with a tremor in her
voice.  *What will I tell his mother?*
 
    "We've got to go get the sheriff.  I'll drive Bob's car
down."
 
    "I'll stay here with Tina."
 
    "Good idea."  Max turned back to the tent to get Bob's
keys, and Carla walked over to let Tina know what was going on.  It
wasn't long before Max was back out of the tent.
 
    "Tina," he said softly, "where does Bob normally keep his
car keys?"
 
    "In his front pocket.  Why?" she asked, her voice brittle
and frail.
 
    "Shit.  They're not there.  Where else could he have put
them?"
 
    "Maybe they're still in the car," she offered, pointing to
where it sat, still.
 
    "Could be.  I'll go look."
 
    Carla tried to get Tina to relax, but it was no use; she
was far too upset over the death of her boyfriend.  Max came back soon
with bad news.
 
    "No keys there.  I'm going to have to look through the
tent.  Tina, is there *anywhere* else he normally puts his keys?"
 
    "No.  I mean, he puts them on his dresser at home when he
goes to bed, but otherwise, they're in his pocket."
 
    "Fuck," Max muttered.  He went back to the tent while Tina
sat on the ground, hugging her knees and sniffling back tears.
 
 
 
-----
 
 
 
    "We've got a problem," Max said to Carla, very quietly. 
Though they'd walked over five hundred yards into the woods to be away
from Tina, they didn't want any chance that she would overhear them. 
They were currently standing at the edge of a small canyon.  It was
perhaps two hundred feet, straight down, to the bottom.  There were
trees growing below them, and the sun was setting in the distance.  It
would have been incredibly beautiful, if they weren't discussing a
corpse.
 
    "What is it?" Carla asked him.
 
    "I can't find Bob's keys, anywhere.  Even the hide-a-key on
the car is empty.  I don't know what the fuck is going on here. 
Someone comes along and kills Bob, and then takes his keys so we can't
get out?  Why?  It doesn't make sense."
 
    "Does it have to?" Carla asked.  She began to walk away
from him, along the lip of the canyon.  "This place is cursed.  All the
legends are true."
 
    "Carla..." he began.
 
    "Don't start with me!  You can't tell me it's not true,
when I'm living through it!"
 
    "Carla!" Max cried.  This time, she turned.  She saw her
boyfriend being shoved toward the edge of the cliff.  She could not,
however, see anything shoving him.
 
    "Max!" she screamed.  With one final heave, whatever it was
threw Max well out beyond the rim of the canyon, and he fell.  Max
screamed until he hit a large tree branch, which knocked him
unconscious.  This was a blessing, as he never felt the rock that
cracked his skull.
 
    "MAX!" Carla screamed in terror.  She had just watched her
own boyfriend killed before her eyes.  She had no doubt he was dead;
nothing could survive that fall, and worse, she had no way to go down
and prove herself wrong.  She spun around and stared, wild-eyed, into
the forest.  "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" she screamed.  She screamed it over
and over, until her voice was hoarse, and then she sank to the ground,
sobbing.
 
    *What else can happen to us?*
 
 
 
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    "Carla, what're we gonna *do*?  We're alone!  There's no
way out of here!"
 
    "Relax, Tina.  We'll sleep here tonight, and in the
morning, we'll walk out.  It's only thirty miles to town, and maybe we
can flag down someone to get a ride."
 
    *Only thirty miles?* Tina thought.  *I guess she's never
tried walking that far!*  Something more important, however, occurred
to her.
 
    "There is no way in fuck that I am sleeping in that tent."
 
    "I can't say as I blame you.  But there's not enough room
in my tent for two separate sleeping bags."  Max and Carla had slept
very close together in a single large sleeping bag, and the tent was
only big enough for one person, really.
 
    "Well, I ain't sleeping out on the ground!"
 
    "How about the car?"  Bob's car was a station wagon, and
the back was fairly empty.  "You could sleep in the back, no problem."
 
    "Yeah.  How about we both sleep there?"
 
    Carla sighed.  She knew her friend was scared to death. 
"Okay, okay.  We'll sleep in the car."
 
    After dinner was over, the two of them huddled together
around the fire for a couple of hours, but then they both decided it
was time to go to sleep.
 
    "The earlier we get up, the earlier we can get out of
here," Carla said.  Tina agreed, but was not looking forward to trying
to sleep here.  After the two girls settled into the car, it took well
over an hour before Tina finally closed her eyes and dozed off.
 
 
 
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    Tina awoke when she felt hands on her tits.  Her eyes flew
open, but there was no one there.  Or was there?  Right before her
eyes, an apparition materialized.  Still not solid, the spectral form
before her was at least recognizable as a man.  A *naked* man.  The
ghost was mauling her chest, rolling her large breasts around. 
Finally, the ghost tore open her nightshirt, exposing her tits to his
view.  She cried out, hoping that Carla would wake up and help her.
 
    As if there was anyone who could.
 
    The ghost returned to kneading Tina's tits.  Despite her
fear, Tina's body began to react to the attention, and a moan escaped
her lips.  The ghost grinned wickedly at her, its face a translucent
mask of lust and evil staring down at her.  She turned her head away,
unable to look at him.  The ghost grabbed her head and yanked it back
so that she was staring at him.  He brought his face down to hers and
kissed her.  She tried to resist, but his spectral strength was far too
strong for her.  His tongue forced its way into her mouth, and it felt
cold to her.
 
    Tina struggled beneath her attacker, but she had no
chance.  The ghost continued to kiss her as he took one hand off her
breast and reached down to her panties.  He ripped them from her in one
move, exposing her cunt to the chilled night air.  Tina tried to
scream, but the ghost was somehow blocking her ability to make noise. 
She didn't understand how something could be there and not there at the
same time, but this creature was.
 
    The spirit used its knees to push her thighs apart, and as
hard as she fought, she could not stop it.  She knew what it wanted,
and the horror of it was that her body wanted it, too.  Her mind was
losing control of the situation, and she was almost ready to give in to
the inevitable.
 
    The specter placed its ghostly dick at her entrance, and
pressed in.  Tina moaned as it kept going in deeper and deeper.  The
ghost's prick filled her completely, well beyond anything she had ever
felt before.  She groaned as her eyes rolled back in her head at the
sensation.
 
    When the ghost began to move inside her, it released her
mouth.  Tina started to cry out, but this time not in fear, but in
pleasure.  It no longer mattered that she was being fucked by a
creature of the night.  It no longer mattered that this thing had
obviously killed her boyfriend.  This entity was giving her more
ecstasy than she had ever experienced before.
 
    The ghost began to ram faster inside of her, and Tina
thrashed about beneath it.  The creature began to moan in an inhuman
way, and Tina knew it was ready to come.  She was near orgasm herself,
looking forward to the climax.
 
    It soon overtook her, causing her body to spasm and rock in
waves of bliss.  Her vision blurred and her ears rang, and she was lost
to the feelings of pleasure.  Wave after wave of joy washed over her,
and she welcomed them all.  It was the best feeling she had ever had.
 
    When she came down from her high, she noted that the spirit
was still pumping inside her.  The apparition looked down at her, and
its face split into a broad smile.  It pulled its dick from inside her
pussy, and it glided forward, presenting the spirit-cock to her mouth. 
Tina did not hesitate for an instant before she took the prick into her
mouth and began to suck.
 
    It didn't take Tina long before she knew that the creature
was about to have its own climax.  Briefly she wondered what that would
be like, but there was no time to consider it, as the creature howled,
and came.  Tina felt the ghost's spunk pouring down her throat, and it
was such a wonderful sensation.  She never wanted it to end.
 
    And it didn't seem like it was going to.  She kept
swallowing, but it kept coming.  Tina knew she had to stop, Tina knew
she had to breathe... had to breathe... didn't want to stop... needed
to enjoy this... really ought to breathe...
 
 
 
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    "Neither Tina nor Carla were ever seen by their family or
friends again.  Everyone figures Tina died that night, but no one is
sure what happened to Carla."
 
    "Mrs. Tartanella, why did you tell us this story?" one girl
asked.
 
    Mrs. Tartanella looked around her at the teenagers, all
paired off in couples, and she loathed all of them for the love they
felt for each other.
 
    "I just wanted you to understand," she said, as the group
heard rustling in the bushes around them, "What was about to happen."
 
    Some of the girls screamed as apparitions glided into the
clearing.
 
    "By the way," Mrs. Tartanella asked, "did I mention that my
first name is Carla?"
 
 
 
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