Shatterglass
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M through R › Phantom of the Opera
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Adult ++
Chapters:
10
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Category:
M through R › Phantom of the Opera
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
1,591
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own anything at all (except for Chloe and Sammy). I have ZERO intention of making big $$$ of of this little piece of work.
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Shatterglass
I do not own Phantom of the Opera.
SUMMERY:
When Christine Daae is offered the oppertunity of a lifetime, she and her blind sister, Chloe, are whisked off to Europe to tour with the masked rock and rolls star, Erik Destler...
A NOTE FROM THE AUTHORESS:
Many thank yous to my good friend, Angel Rose, for proofreading my fanfictions!!!
Christine smiled as Erik laid her onto his bed, resting himself next to her, prpped up on his elbows so that way he was looking into her emerald orbs.
She was caught up in gazing into his golden eyes before she realized that his fingers were toying with the zipper of her dress. She batted his hand away before unzipping the garnment. She heard him take a sharp intake of breath as the dress pooled around her waist. She pulled it over her head and dropped it over the side of the bed, smiling sweetly up at Erik as she tried to look innocent.
Erik growled poccessivly as he saw the sexy lingerae that Christine wore. It was a one piece witha missing shoulder. The entire thing was made of lace, with silver ring accents, a plunging low cut top and silk to hide what wasn’t meant to be seen in public.
Christine shivered as Erik dragged a finger from the crevis of her breast to her stomach, swirling his fingers around her belly button piercing. She she let out a little groan as his hand further down to cup her cunt.
Erik had already removed his shirt, leaving his heavily muscular chest bare for Christine’s eyes to wonder upon. She traced a finger from his nipple to the waistband of his jeans, smiling as she heard him cry out in ecstasy. She leaned forwards, her lips latching onto his nipple. She did a little victory dance as she heard him groan.
Erik’s hands wandered to her breasts, where he began to massage and touch her, causing for her to toss her head back with a loud moan. Erik took this as a good sign and pushed the sexy undergearnment off her body, his eyes raking in her slender, but firm body. His long fingered hands touched every inch on her as he trailed kisses up and down her body.
He smirked as he stopped his kisses above her vagina, which was protected by a thick pelt of curls. She whined in dissapointment as he kissed the inside of her thigh instead. Christine growled a little as she reached out to unbutton his jeans and push them down to the floor. Her eyes widened at the sight of his fourteen inch cock.
“That thing is suppose to fit inside me?” she squeaked in fear, her hand reaching forwards to poke the erect flesh. Erik groaned as her fingertips caressed his engorged flesh, his hips thrusting forwards to get more of that amazing feeling.
Christine got an idea.
She stood up and pushed Erik onto the bed, nudging his legs apart as she settled herself inbetween them. She planted a small kiss onto the tip of his cock, which surprised her by leaking a bit of precum. Curious as of to what it tasted like, her tongue darted out and lapped up the precum.
“Jesus, Christine...” gasped Erik, his hands gripping the sheets tightly as his hips bucked up, hoping to get more of the wonderful sensation that Christine was showering onto him.
Christine took this as a good sign and kissed his cock, his balls and the insides of his thighs, causing for Erik to moan all the louder.
Suddenly, Christine took Erik’s length into her sweet mouth.
Erik jumped as Christine suckled and nipped at his cock, making his cry out. Christine closed her eyes as Erik’s hands lifted her long dark red curls out of her face and pinned them up into a somewhat messy bun.
“Christine- I’m going to-” warned Erik a few minutes later, but it was already too late.
“OH!” cried Christine as something flooded her mouth. Her cry of surprise was muffle, due to the object in her mouth, which twiched and gave her another squirt for her pains. Since she had no other way to rid herself of the odd tasting liquid in her mouth, she swallowed it before looking up at Erik, his cum staining her face and trickling down her chest.
Erik felt aroused by the mere sight of her wearing his cum like a badge of honor.
He pulled her onto the bed, tackling her with kisses as his hand wandered down to the junction of her legs. She cried out as her hips bucked upwards into Erik’s hands, seeking more of the wonderful sensation that he was giving her body. Suddnely, he sat up, his knee on either side of her body, supporting his weight.
His gold eyes darken as his gaze flitted to her nude body as it arches under his hands before looking again at Christine. She could see the tense muscles of his arms, legs and torso, his erect member with the pre-cum shining on the tip as it stood at attention.
Suddenly, Erik began to trail kisses from her neck down her chest, past her belly button...
“OH!” screamed Christine loudly as Erik kissed her cunt, his tongue whipping out to taste her. His hands were planted firmly on her hips, preventing her from arching up into him, as much as she struggled to do so.
Christine felt something warm in her stomach, like a coiled up diamondback snake waiting to strike. Suddenly, it exploed and she had her first orgaism. She cried out loudly as her juices rained from her pussy, soaking Erik’s mask and face. Her drank up as much of her juices as he could before rising above her.
“I’m ready,” she whispered, gently guiding his cock into her tight, virgin opening, with a nod from Chrsitine, Erik plunged himself into her.
Christine screamed as pain shot throughout her body. She didn’t notice that Erik was shifting to find a comfortable spot to rest until Christine’s pain had subdued.
About ten minutes later, the pain ebbed away, leaving Christine with only pleasure as she rocked her hips up experimently. Erik responded, thusting his cock in and out of her slowly at first, but gradually building up speed.
The two lovers were groaning and panting as they rocked, trying to get the best position. Christine placed one leg on Erik’s shoulder, causing for an amazing feeling to shoot through her body once more. Erik grabbed her hips and continued to bang her hard enough to leave bruises the following morning.
Erik and Christine both came a few seconds apart. Erik pulled out of Christine, panting as he leaned forwards to kiss her forehead. She moaned as she tilted her head up to reach his lips.
Suddenly, Christine yawned.
Erik smirked as he pulled the blankets up to cover them
He had tired her out.
That was a good thing for him.
The last thing Erik saw before drifting off was Christine, looking like an innocent angel, curled up into a ball, her head nestled in one of his pillows, inhaling deeply as she fell asleep.
I do not own Phantom of the Opera.
SUMMERY:
When Christine Daae is offered the oppertunity of a lifetime, she and her blind sister, Chloe, are whisked off to Europe to tour with the masked rock and rolls star, Erik Destler...
A NOTE FROM THE AUTHORESS:
Many thank yous to my good friend, Angel Rose, for proofreading my fanfictions!!!
Christine smiled as Erik laid her onto his bed, resting himself next to her, prpped up on his elbows so that way he was looking into her emerald orbs.
She was caught up in gazing into his golden eyes before she realized that his fingers were toying with the zipper of her dress. She batted his hand away before unzipping the garnment. She heard him take a sharp intake of breath as the dress pooled around her waist. She pulled it over her head and dropped it over the side of the bed, smiling sweetly up at Erik as she tried to look innocent.
Erik growled poccessivly as he saw the sexy lingerae that Christine wore. It was a one piece witha missing shoulder. The entire thing was made of lace, with silver ring accents, a plunging low cut top and silk to hide what wasn’t meant to be seen in public.
Christine shivered as Erik dragged a finger from the crevis of her breast to her stomach, swirling his fingers around her belly button piercing. She she let out a little groan as his hand further down to cup her cunt.
Erik had already removed his shirt, leaving his heavily muscular chest bare for Christine’s eyes to wonder upon. She traced a finger from his nipple to the waistband of his jeans, smiling as she heard him cry out in ecstasy. She leaned forwards, her lips latching onto his nipple. She did a little victory dance as she heard him groan.
Erik’s hands wandered to her breasts, where he began to massage and touch her, causing for her to toss her head back with a loud moan. Erik took this as a good sign and pushed the sexy undergearnment off her body, his eyes raking in her slender, but firm body. His long fingered hands touched every inch on her as he trailed kisses up and down her body.
He smirked as he stopped his kisses above her vagina, which was protected by a thick pelt of curls. She whined in dissapointment as he kissed the inside of her thigh instead. Christine growled a little as she reached out to unbutton his jeans and push them down to the floor. Her eyes widened at the sight of his fourteen inch cock.
“That thing is suppose to fit inside me?” she squeaked in fear, her hand reaching forwards to poke the erect flesh. Erik groaned as her fingertips caressed his engorged flesh, his hips thrusting forwards to get more of that amazing feeling.
Christine got an idea.
She stood up and pushed Erik onto the bed, nudging his legs apart as she settled herself inbetween them. She planted a small kiss onto the tip of his cock, which surprised her by leaking a bit of precum. Curious as of to what it tasted like, her tongue darted out and lapped up the precum.
“Jesus, Christine...” gasped Erik, his hands gripping the sheets tightly as his hips bucked up, hoping to get more of the wonderful sensation that Christine was showering onto him.
Christine took this as a good sign and kissed his cock, his balls and the insides of his thighs, causing for Erik to moan all the louder.
Suddenly, Christine took Erik’s length into her sweet mouth.
Erik jumped as Christine suckled and nipped at his cock, making his cry out. Christine closed her eyes as Erik’s hands lifted her long dark red curls out of her face and pinned them up into a somewhat messy bun.
“Christine- I’m going to-” warned Erik a few minutes later, but it was already too late.
“OH!” cried Christine as something flooded her mouth. Her cry of surprise was muffle, due to the object in her mouth, which twiched and gave her another squirt for her pains. Since she had no other way to rid herself of the odd tasting liquid in her mouth, she swallowed it before looking up at Erik, his cum staining her face and trickling down her chest.
Erik felt aroused by the mere sight of her wearing his cum like a badge of honor.
He pulled her onto the bed, tackling her with kisses as his hand wandered down to the junction of her legs. She cried out as her hips bucked upwards into Erik’s hands, seeking more of the wonderful sensation that he was giving her body. Suddnely, he sat up, his knee on either side of her body, supporting his weight.
His gold eyes darken as his gaze flitted to her nude body as it arches under his hands before looking again at Christine. She could see the tense muscles of his arms, legs and torso, his erect member with the pre-cum shining on the tip as it stood at attention.
Suddenly, Erik began to trail kisses from her neck down her chest, past her belly button...
“OH!” screamed Christine loudly as Erik kissed her cunt, his tongue whipping out to taste her. His hands were planted firmly on her hips, preventing her from arching up into him, as much as she struggled to do so.
Christine felt something warm in her stomach, like a coiled up diamondback snake waiting to strike. Suddenly, it exploed and she had her first orgaism. She cried out loudly as her juices rained from her pussy, soaking Erik’s mask and face. Her drank up as much of her juices as he could before rising above her.
“I’m ready,” she whispered, gently guiding his cock into her tight, virgin opening, with a nod from Chrsitine, Erik plunged himself into her.
Christine screamed as pain shot throughout her body. She didn’t notice that Erik was shifting to find a comfortable spot to rest until Christine’s pain had subdued.
About ten minutes later, the pain ebbed away, leaving Christine with only pleasure as she rocked her hips up experimently. Erik responded, thusting his cock in and out of her slowly at first, but gradually building up speed.
The two lovers were groaning and panting as they rocked, trying to get the best position. Christine placed one leg on Erik’s shoulder, causing for an amazing feeling to shoot through her body once more. Erik grabbed her hips and continued to bang her hard enough to leave bruises the following morning.
Erik and Christine both came a few seconds apart. Erik pulled out of Christine, panting as he leaned forwards to kiss her forehead. She moaned as she tilted her head up to reach his lips.
Suddenly, Christine yawned.
Erik smirked as he pulled the blankets up to cover them
He had tired her out.
That was a good thing for him.
The last thing Erik saw before drifting off was Christine, looking like an innocent angel, curled up into a ball, her head nestled in one of his pillows, inhaling deeply as she fell asleep.