Den of Angels (closed for wideeyedone and Blase)

She blushed. "I feel sexy when you touch me. I feel hot inside. And hungry." Her soft southern drawl traced each word out slowly. "I have never felt this way with anyone before"
 
Joel moved his other hand to Julie's other breast, beginning to knead and gently pinch.

"And what about when I grab both your tits and grope you like a schoolboy, Miss Julie? How do you feel then?"
 
"I feel .... wet.... and .... hot" She whispered. She leaned in and kissed his neck. Her tongue tasting his skin.

"I feel hungry for you"
 
Joel drew Julie to her feet, then picked her up and started back towards her bed.

When they got there, he lay on his back, gesturing for her to straddle him.

"How do you feel about a little variety, Miss Julie?"

Joel smiled. "Did you ever see Linda Hamilton in the first 'Terminator?'"
 
"I never saw it" She giggled.
"But, I bet you could give me a tutorial. Show me what you like... what would make you feel good."
 
"Fold your legs under you so that you can move, sweetie," Joel began, then gently and surely directed Julie into position until she found her target.

After a couple minutes, Julie was moving for both of them while Joel slowly ran his hands from her thighs to her breasts. As she got used to the rhythm and became surer of herself, she leaned forward, letting her breasts fall towards him as they both began to moan.
 
She gasped as he held her breasts in her hands. Her heart pounding as she felt him rub against just the right spot inside of her.

She tilted her hips forward, just a touch. Smiling as she found the perfect spot.
 
Joel didn't grab Julie's breasts as much as play with them, using a side-to-side motion similar to the way someone might playfully ruffle a child's hair. Her nipples' response was very visible.

Julie continued to move as Joel tried to guage her response in the midst of his own mounting pleasure. With the girl doing most of the moving, there wasn't much that he could do aside from using his hands.

Then he remembered his voice.

"Miss Julie, I think you're sexy, Miss Julie."

"I think it's sexy when I fuck you."

"Keep fucking me, Miss Julie. Don't stop fucking me, Miss Julie."

"Miss Julie, I'm gonna come inside you..."

"Come inside you while you fuck me, Miss Julie..."
 
"Wait just a minute... I need just a minute." She gasped, rocking against him.
She threw her head back as he played with her breasts.

Her hips wriggled as she fucked him, riding him. Being more free with him than she had been with anyone before him.

His eyes met hers and she quit trying to be quiet. She let it all go, gasping and moaning and crying out as she came hard all over his cock.
 
The sounds of Julie's pleasure pushed Joel over the edge, and he poured himself into Julie. Once again, his climax was like thunder or ocean waves, rolling on and on.

When Julie finally collapsed on top of him, he turned onto his side and pulled her in as close as he could.

Giving her forehead a kiss, Joel dozed off with Julie in his arms.
 
Later that morning, she awoke Joel with a kiss. "I have to go to class, baby. Stay if you like... sleep a while." She whispered. She slipped out the door with her cello and her school bag. She was dressed in her standard uniform of jeans and a t shirt, her hair tied back in a ponytail. She blew him a kiss in the doorway.

The door clicked close and just a few moments later her phone rang. It rang and rang and then the message clicked on.

"This is Julie, leave a message." a few seconds and beeps later a message followed it.

"Julie, this is Jason. I can't stand this. I was wrong to ask you to come home. Baby, please.....please. I still love you." Jason's southern voice drifted through the apartment.
 
Joel poked his head out of the bathroom just in time to hear the click at the end of a recorded message. Too bad Julie had just missed it, whatever it was.

He wondered if he should play it back just in case it was important, but decided against it. He and Julie were getting along great, but it wasn't quite time to start playing house like that.
 
Julie raced to class. She was tired from playing with Joel, but it was a good feeling. She felt her smile play across her lips as she headed to class. She was really falling for him, there was no question.

Julie resolved to be studious, focused on class. She would hopefully get to see Joel soon.
 
Joel sat at his computer, trying to concentrate on work. It truly wasn't easy.

What was it that Julie had reminded him about as she was leaving? Oh, right, her recital.

That should be fun. He'd have to remember to bring flowers.
 
Julie brown bagged with some other students that she was friends with. One of the guys teased her for not paying attention and for her sexy smile.

She couldn't help it..."I have met someone and we have been dating for a while. I think i really like him." She didnt go into details. She wasnt the type to tell, but she was happy and looking forward to seeing Joel again.
 
before the recital

Joel paid the girl at the florist and tipped her a few dollars. He thought that her suggestion of a gold ribbon was a nice touch.

He'd had to call half-a-dozen places before finding a shop that had brown-eyed Susans in stock, but the effort had been worth it. He was sure that Julie would be happy that he'd remembered about the song.
 
Julie picked up her dress for the recital from the cleaners. It was simple with a long and generous skirt. She was planning to pin up her hair, wear her usual simple but elegant make up. Her heart pounded as she thought of Joel watching her play.
 
on the phone

"HI, sweetie," Joel greeted Julie when she picked up the phone.

"I just wanted to wish you good luck this evening. Or do they say 'Break a leg' in classical circles?"
 
"Good luck is fine. or break a leg. I am really glad you are coming. I am a little nervous, but I always am." She said, her smile spreading from ear to ear.
 
"Well," Joel replied, "If you start getting nervous about your performance on the cello, just remind yourself about the big nude scene that you have coming up afterwards, and your fears about the recital will seem trivial."
 
Julie laughed. She had to get off the phone. She needed to get ready. So she told Joel goodbye, she almost told him something else but she stopped herself.

After she hung up, she primped for the recital. She was excited to share her music with Joel. It was a new side of her to reveal and one that was very important to her.
 
At the recital

Joel sat in the audience, listening and watching as Julie played.

He wished that he had the knowledge to really understand how proficient she was, but it was quite obvious that she played with passion. And Joel did understand both the desire to excel and the desire to create.
 
Julie played with smooth and utter grace. The swelling sound of her cello filling the room. She looked regal and confident, very different from the girl that shook her ass on the bar. This was her first love.

After the recital she came out from the wings. She was being congratulated by some of her music friends, but her eyes scanned the crowd for Joel.
 
"That was wonderful, Miss Julie."

Joel had managed to get behind Julie's left shoulder because the small crowd of friends surrounding her had blocked her view.

"I hope you'll accept this little token of my admiration of your virtuosity," he added, offering the bouquet of brown-eyed Susans.
 
Julie beamed. Proud that her new guy was there for all of her friends to see, and touched by the flowers.

She hugged him and kissed his cheek. "You are too good to me." She whispered against his ear.
 
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