11 comments/ 40217 views/ 6 favorites After Finals By: DallasJackson Four exams in 6 days! It seemed cruel to have so much riding on her ability to recall a semester's worth of material in four topics day after day. Julie's mind was exhausted. It seemed like a month since she'd done anything other than read, memorize and recall. Knowing the importance of discipline, she'd forced herself to eat reasonably well and slept (or tried to, through the anxiety), but she hadn't taken the time to work out like she wanted and certainly hadn't cut loose at all. But now that the final test had been taken, she promised one of her study partners that she'd meet her at the Ice House – one of several college town bars where most everyone went after exams to let off steam . . drinking and dancing, washing away the anxiety. It was dark by the time Julie had stopped by the apartment she shared with three other students and changed before driving to the Ice House. There were pockets of students and a few local businessmen gathered here and there, playing pool, shooting darts . . and the breeze, but not the crowd that Julie expected to see. Thinking that she'd wait to see if her friends showed, she ordered a beer at the bar. Just as it was set down, Julie's phone rang. It was Angela, one of her roommates, telling her that the "gang" had moved on to O'Malleys because everyone was hungry as well as thirsty. Julie promised to meet them there as soon as she finished her beer. As she sat there drinking, half annoyed for their not calling sooner, and struggling not to think about the last test – she noticed again that one of the "suits" also unwinding at the bar was rather openly admiring her. Early to mid-thirties, tall (though how tall, she couldn't yet tell) she did find him attractive. His frequent smiles were not entirely unwelcome. Julie wasn't one for casual pickups, but against her own will she did enjoy how this guy's eyes made her feel. Almost unconsciously, she slowed the rate at which she drank her beer – suddenly not entirely in a hurry to leave. After their eyes met two or three times, the "suit" stood up (damn, he's tall) and came towards her. "Good evening . . . I am Cameron. . . may I? " (nodding at the empty stool next to Julie). She nodded and the sat, close enough to for her to catch his cologne, almost close enough for feel his warmth. "Tough day?" he asked. Smiling, Julie nodded "tough week." "Must be taking finals . . . and this late in the semester, I'd guess you are a grad student, right?" he asked as he took a drink of his beer. "Yeah, medical. . . and the last exam, thankfully." Julie admitted. Suddenly, she realized she hadn't talked to someone outside school in weeks. Almost against her will she smiled at him "and what about you? What do you do?" Cameron laughed "nothing nearly as noble as you – I develop real estate. You know these old buildings around here that are being turned into lofts? Some of them are mine – well, mine and the banks that have loaned me the money. So, Med school, huh? How far along are you?" "Second year – and its about to do me in" Julie said, for the first time admitting how hard it was to a stranger. She really found it easy to talk to this guy. "Do you plan to specialize?" he asked, his green eyes holding hers, clearly interested in her answer. "I don't know – I've thought several things but won't really know until I get into residency. I just know I want to help people." They talked about school, Cameron shared some about his current projects, and Julie even let him order them another round. In a way, talking with Cameron was more relaxing for Julie than the partying her friends were doing at O'Malleys. Eventually, they both admitted that they were at the Ice House to distract their minds from the intensity of their week. "Ya know" Cameron smiled, resting a hand on her shoulder "there is something I do fairly regularly when I need to clear my mind" Julie backed a bit, not moving his hand, but expecting him to hit on her now – "what's that" she asked, suspiciously. A wicked grin broke across Cameron's face – knowing that his teasing flirt has set her alarms off . .intending for it to do so . . "Shoot pool . . . come on, lets go shoot a game" nodding at the table across the room. "I . . . I don't really shoot pool that much." Julie admitted – feeling suddenly a bit shy. Cameron squeezed her arm and then took her hand, pulling her toward the table "It's not about being good – it's to relax . . . c'mon – it's on me." Knowing it would do no good to resist, and not really minding his attention, even his taking charge – Julie let herself be let to the pool table and watched at he racked the balls. "Really, Cameron, I – I've never really shot pool at all" "I'll tell you what, Julie – I'd enjoy showing you how to shoot a couple of shots, and its got to be different than what you've been doing lately – so the change will do you good – AND . . I'll shoot left-handed, to make it more even . . ok?" Julie just nodded as Cameron lined up to break the balls, shooting left-handed. When none went in, Cameron handed Julie a cue "your turn." Julie looked at the table, knowing enough to see the easiest shot but not really sure how to aim. Cameron fidgeted . ."umm . .you might want to move the stick . . actually – would you mind if I showed you a little something?" She looked at him. . not really falling for this slightly masked request for physical contact – but also finding herself wanting to feel arms . . his arms, around her. "Ahh . . I guess – sure – I AM a student, after all" as she threw him a smirk. Cameron almost couldn't believe his luck. He approached her slowly, trying hard not to focus on how attracted he was to the curve of her hips, the way her skirt climbed gently up the back of her thigh when she first tried to aim the cue. "Here . . " delicately sliding his arm around her, placing his left hand over hers, his right hand around hers - showing Julie how to hold the cue. Not that he minded, but there was no way to do this without her body curving against his. "If you close one eye - holding the stick loosely in this hand (squeezing that hand gently) and letting it rest in this hand like this . . then just gently stroke it back . .take a breath - hold it - and breath out just as you take the shot" Julie tried hard to focus on the shot - she liked being good at everything she did. But she couldn't stop herself from enjoying the feeling of his body pressed against her - and whether he meant to or not, his words carried suggestive undertones as well. She let her arms go a bit slack to allow Cameron to drive the shot. When "they" took it - his body leaning harder against hers - she nearly missed the fact that the ball went in the pocket as her mind was envisioning, fantasizing, about something she'd not enjoyed in way too long. "Nice shot" Cameron laughed, backing away just a bit. "Now, would you like to try one on your own, or would you like a little help on the next one?" Julie blushed slightly - as she walked over to the cue ball, seeing what her next shot would be - a long, across the table, shot. "Well, this one seems to be a bit more difficult, perhaps - if you wouldn't mind - helping me aim it up right . ." she barely got the words out and blushed more as she admitted that she needed . ok . . wanted .. the help. Again, Cameron came over and this time the shot required Julie, and Cameron, to lean a bit more. As his body slid against hers, Julie, almost completely subconsciously, pressed herself back against him. Both of them involuntarily moaned at the more honest, urgent contact . . and Cameron slid one arm around Julie's waist - letting her know that he was enjoying the contact. Both of them laughed softly when they realized the moans, the attraction, was mutual. Julie half turned, and their eyes met - before she leaned back down and took the shot - on her own, Cameron's arm around her waist, his hand resting on her stomach. Barely missing the shot, she stood, and turning, was against Cameron, his arm still around her waist. "You know" Cameron said softly, their eyes locked, bodies close "I've a pool table in my loft, just a few blocks from here." His smile barely hid his thoughts "I could continue to help improve your . aim . . without .(his eyes indicated the other patrons drinking nearby) an audience." Julie's mind raced as she held is gaze. She just didn't do this type of thing - but she was so attracted to Cameron - and didn't want this to end. She half smiled at Cameron, and he immediately left money on the table on the table, and - his hand in the small of Julie's back - guided her to the door and down the sidewalk. They'd only walked 1/2 a block when Cameron opened a small private door between clubs in the old historic district. Julie realized that this must be one of the buildings he'd renovated - perhaps he'd even renovated the building that housed the Ice House. This door led to a small private lobby that held only 3 mail boxes and an elevator. "Not too far, huh?" Cameron smiled warmly, as he guided her into the elevator and hit 3 - the top floor. As soon as the doors were closed - Cameron drew Julie into both his arms and looked deeply into her eyes - before ever so softly kissing her. Not only did she not resist, but to her own surprise - Julie leaned into the kiss - sliding her own hands around Cameron - and was pleased to find that his body was solid - warm - and felt wonderful against her. Her thoughts were broken by the sound of the elevator doors opening into a large room - a very open space - with windows all around and a view across the street of the campus. The loft was massive - the whole floor and as big as most of the bars on that stretch - but decorated as Cameron's personal residence. Various "rooms" - living, office, kitchen, dining, even his bedroom - were defined only by furniture placement. And true to his word, near the living room, sat a large antique pool table. Cameron led Julie into the room - giving her a moment to take in the surroundings - before drawing her back into his arms and kissing her again - this time more urgently. His hands slid down the small of her back and grasp her ass through her short skirt, pressing her hips into his - grinding their bodies together. Julie halfheartedly pushed away a bit, breaking the kiss - but not really trying to get out of his embrace. .and looked into his eyes. Cameron took one of her hands, which had been resting on the side of his hip - and slid it between them, encouraging her to feel clearly what effect she'd had on him. "I didn't realize you enjoyed playing pool so much" she teased, squeezing his thick cock through his pants and realizing just how committed she'd become to having this - wanting to see if he was truly as large as he felt - and what that might feel like inside her. Her squeezing was all the incentive, permission, Cameron needed. His mouth was back on hers instantly, one hand sliding across her breasts, squeezing - and then finding the top buttoned button - and releasing it, and the next one . . and the next. His other hand slid across her ass, gathering the fabric of her short skirt upward . . until his hand cupped her bare ass. Julie felt Cameron's cock jump in pleasure and surprise when he discovered that she wore no panties, no thong - nothing, under that skirt. His warm hand caressed and explored her ass at will while their kiss grew more urgent. Cameron pushed Julie back against one of the center support columns in the middle of the room - kissing his way down her neck as he slid off her blouse - releasing her bra - lips and tongue enjoying the taste of her shoulder, the top of her breast. Julie could only moan - giving in, wanting this so badly that thoughts of stopping didn't exist anymore. She just squeezed his cock harder, bucking her hips against his. Julie's mind nearly when blank when she felt Cameron's warm mouth, tongue - take in her bare nipple that has just a moment to feel cool air before he sucked on it. Leaning her head back . . she never felt him remove her bra, or unfasten her skirt - until she suddenly realized that she as naked - and Cameron was guiding her from the column she'd been leaning against and toward his bed. Though one level of her subconscious protested, she went willingly - letting Cameron lower her onto his bed - and lie her body back - kissing her - caressing her breasts. His fingers and tongue were everywhere and her mind melted into the sensations. Suddenly, she realized his tongue was inside her - her legs spread wantonly - eager for anything he was willing to offer. And offer he did - exploring her greedily with his tongue and fingers, sucking on her clit, parting her lips - slowly sliding fingers in and out of her - building a bit of a rhythm. She could only moan louder when he lifted one of her legs up over his shoulder - his tongue sliding lower. She shuddered when she felt his fingers, wet from inside her, slowly teasing her ass - parting her cheeks to allow his tongue to tease her there. This was beyond anything she'd allowed herself to imagine with a man, a stranger - especially this stranger. His fingers and tongue took turns stimulating her, licking her, probing her in every possible way - building level after level of arousal. Julie was nearly drunk with desire - lost in the moment, legs spread and lifted for Cameron. In a moment of clarity, Julie knew what she needed. "Damn it . would you fuck me!" she blurted out - for the first time in her life. She'd NEVER asked for it like that before. "Gladly" Cameron laughed - sliding his body between her thighs and burying his cock fully into her with no resistance. "OOHHH fuccck yeesss" echoed through the room. It was exactly what they both craved. Cameron took long deep strokes in and out of her - his body pinning her down deeper into his bed. This was more than Julie could take - and she let go - her muscles milking Cameron's cock as she climaxed - and climaxed. He never slowed down, never changed pace - he just fucked her. Julie began involuntarily bucking, fucking back . clawing his back .. alternately wrapping her thighs around him then spreading her legs wider. Cameron just fucked and fucked - taking her to new levels. Through the fog of her repeated orgasms she sensed a change . . his sounds, his urgency. Looking into his eyes, she saw him staring into her face with such intensity, a mix of animalistic lust and intense desire - before she heard him groan out - and cum deep inside her - hard, wet - again and again - filling her completely. This sensation sent her over the edge yet again - and they collapsed, bodies wet, spent - arms and legs wrapped into one another. They lay there for a while, enjoying the warmth, relaxing. Julie was barely aware when Cameron slid from the bed - kissing her cheek and saying "I'll be right back." She drifted back to her hazy state until she felt him, still naked, take her hand and urge her to follow him. She found herself being led to his bathroom, the only "room" in the entire loft - where he'd filled his bathtub, one of the largest she'd seen in someone's home, and lit a few candles. They lowered themselves into the steaming water - side by side - kissing - letting the water rinse themselves. His hands explored her body - hers explored his - both of them just giving in to the pleasures. Their mouths and tongues explored, then they just chatted and watched each other touching - her breasts, his chest - face . . arms . . thighs. Julie found herself so aroused that she was being so comfortable, open, with this man she'd met just a few hours earlier. Now here she was, naked, one leg lifted over the edge of the tub, allowing his fingers to explore her as she watched - and held his cock in her hand. His thick fingers were gentle, parting her lips, caressing her clit - finding different ways to pleasure her, excite her. It was clear by how hard he was in her hand that he loved giving this type of attention. Slowly drawing circles with her delicate skin, Julie found herself bucking gently and involuntarily stroking Cameron - giving in to natural urges. When she felt Cameron's lips move from her neck down to her breasts, she stopped him - bringing his mouth to hers and kissing him . . then whispering - "no - its my turn". She urged Cameron to kneel - rising his body half out of the water as she slid back . . then leaned forward, holding his cock at eye level. Sliding one hand under his cock, gathering his balls in that hand, tickling the skin underneath, she reached over and kissed his tip, licking him gently, looking up into his eyes, seducing him. "Oh god Julie" Cameron gasp, his cock jumping in her hand. . letting her now how aroused this made him. She slowly took his cock in her mouth, licking, sucking - wanting to give him the pleasures he'd given her already. Soon she was lost in the act, and he grabbed her head, bucking against her, moaning, growling - growing harder in her mouth. Julie couldn't believe how much she wanted to make him cum. Squeezing his balls with one hand, cupping his ass with another, sucking and curling her tongue around his length . . she felt him tremble . . knew the signs . . and hummed, adding the stimulation. She felt herself growing wetter than she ever had when sucking a guy. When he cried out and let go - she took him deep - swallowing, then pulling his cock out of her mouth and letting him finish on her lips - feeling naughty, playful - wanting to tease him. She suddenly was doing all the things she'd read about, seen in movies - and was getting off being this naughty girl. Cameron leaned back, spent - yet so aroused at the sight of Julie toying with him, his cum on her lips . . that he brought her up and turned on the shower, rinsing them both off. They kissed, bodies rubbing together, hands exploring. Julie's kisses were urgent, with total abandon, as she was still aroused and feeling wild. The way her hands were exploring, Cameron easily picked up on her mood and became aroused himself. When she ground her body against his reenergized cock, he lifted her bodily and entered her, pinning her against the cold tile as he fucked her into the corner. Her insatiable needs were driving Cameron insane with lust. His mouth was again on her neck, her breasts - her hands clawing his back, grabbing his ass cheeks. The fact that her nails were leaving marks only made him more eager. She was barely aware of his turning off the water, though she knew when he attempted to wrap a towel around them both as she felt herself nearly slide off his thick rod. Her arms around his neck to steady herself, both his hands cupping her ass cheeks, fingertips teasing her lips where his cock entered her, and toying occasionally with her ass, he carried her out of the bathroom, across the loft and they both fell fully into his bed - a mass of skin and desire. His nearly rough positioning of her body so he could enter her again would have constituted force if she hadn't also been eagerly opening herself to him, giving her body to his wants - her wants. She wrapped her thighs around his waist and they rode each other - both desperate to please the other. Soon she pushed him over to ride on top - controlling the speed, depth and angle of his penetration - enjoying the look of lust in his eyes as she rode him. She knew that he was loving the view of her breasts bouncing, and caught him watching his own cock disappearing into her again and again. Her own arouse grew as he filled her, and their mutual need to climax was building. Just as he sensed Julie approaching another climax . Cameron grabbed her hips and lifted her completely off his cock. "Turn around, ride my face" he whispered, though he was clearly strong enough to lift her into that position and was already doing so. After Finals Her shock became new pleasure when her thighs straddled his face, now growing slightly rough since he hadn't shaved since that morning - and felt his tongue dive between her lips, licking and teasing her inner walls. She looked between her thighs and could see his lips, his tongue entering her. She watched, the sight arousing her, as she took his cock in her hand and stroked it. Cameron loved being in this position, able to lick and explore - teasing her clit, her lips - tasting her desire, feeling her muscles squeeze his tongue and fingers. He was able to explore and slowly tongue fuck her for a bit, enjoying the sensations of her hand stroking his cock - before he felt her mouth take his cockhead into her lips. His mind nearly snapped. Pulling her hips closer, his licking became eating - wild, urgent - probing with tongue and fingers. He spread her body open as fully as he could and soon his face was covered, soaked in her wetness. He was acting without thought, lost in the moment, and soon he realized that her wiggling and crying out (though the sounds were muffled by his cock being deep in her mouth) was because his tongue was deep inside her and he'd slid a finger into her ass Julie couldn't believe what she was feeling, nor could she believe how much she loved the sensations. Bucking her hips involuntarily, she rode his tongue and fingers - parting her legs as much as possible - feeling nearly split yet loving the wildness of this type of sex. She took his cock deeper into her mouth again - and on a whim, slid her own fingers under his balls, between his thighs - pressing against his own ass gently. She felt his cock buck again and again in her mouth as she teased him - his hips jumping - his moaning changing pitch . She'd already cum a couple of times while his tongue was inside her, but feeling him this close to climax made her do so again. The moment her body began to shutter, she felt, tasted him letting go again. He came once - before removing his tongue and fingers from her body, pulling his cock out of her mouth . . rolling her onto her back, her head still facing the end of the bed - and entering her - fucking her, cumming instantly inside her. Going from his tongue to his cock made Julie cry out loudly as she came even harder than when she'd started . . and they slammed their bodies together until both were fully spent. Neither knew nor cared how long they lay there, his body on hers, inside hers - both of them wet from sweat and sex. Gently, Cameron slid out of her and gathered her body into his arms, bringing both their bodies back to where they were lying in his bed normally. Julie was only vaguely aware of Cameron pulling the covers over both of them as he wrapped his naked body around hers. She'd never felt this level of satisfaction . . nor this degree of comfort, naked in a mans arms before - especially not someone she'd just met. He kissed her sweetly, on the neck, the face, her lips. Julie responded, and their hands caressed each other gently until the both drifted off to sleep. . . . . . . In her sleep . . Julie relieved some of the events of the evening. Her subconscious worked overtime to recreate, in some cases even enhance, the feel of Cameron's tongue, the sexual cravings and openness Julie felt. Time and again she dreamt of her body being enjoyed - the feel of his arms around her, the look of desire in his eyes. But she especially dreamt of his fingers and tongue exploring her . . almost as if he were touching her right now. Slowly, through the fog of sleep - she became slightly conscious of the feel her naked body spooned by his, the feel of his cock resting against her ass . . his arms around her. . his fingers stimulating her. Dream or not, she slowly parted her legs, offering . . and felt his fingers push into her. She imagined his mouth kissing the back of her neck, his tongue slowly tasting her skin, his lips nibbling, as his cock grew ever more rigid. She half opened her eyes, to see if she even could . . still wondering if this was a dream state - and saw nearly nothing, a dark loft - middle of the night. The mix of sleep and arousal was nearly intoxicating as she slid to where he could enter her from behind. Cameron was so aroused, yet the lingerings of sleep were still clouding his mind as well. Yet, when she offered so openly, he reached down and teased her a bit with the head of his cock. Her sigh drew his cock into her. His cock slid in easily, her body still wet from earlier sex and now excited by his touching and kissing. Cameron wrapped her body back into his arms, and they slowly gently slid against each others bodies in the dark. Julie's body ever so slowly began to increase the intensity, take Cameron more fully into her, grinding her ass back against him slightly harder each time. Cameron reached down and grabbed Julie's hip, in part to slow the pace - slow fucking was such an intense rush - yet when his hand grabbed her cheek, parting her a bit - Julie moaned. Fascinated, Cameron slid his thumb playfully down the inside of her cheek. Just as his thumb brushed against Julie's little ring, Julie swallowed and said, firmly . . "Yes." Startled by the spoken word, the first one said since they fell asleep - and with the intensity of it - Cameron tapped her ass twice with his thumb and pressed it gently just barely into here. "Hmmm hmm. . Yes" Julie said again, clearly - pressing against the thumb. Slowly Cameron drew his cock out of her, and slid it between her cheeks, drawing a trail of wetness - until his head was pressing against her. Julie lifted a leg as Cameron spread her cheeks a bit more and pressed - barely pushing the head into her. Julie rolled her head back ."oh god" . . and then rolled onto her knees - raising her ass for Cameron. He moved onto his knees behind her - moving more by feel than sight, it being so dark, yet pressed himself into her again, . . slowly . . slowly .. Julie cried out, shifted .. and pressed slightly back against him. Her sounds were not words, but they were encouraging him to keep going. Cameron slowly pressed his entire cock head into her ass - sliding his hand between her thighs to tease her pussy and clit. They both took their time, adjusting, experiencing - until Cameron was fully into her. Julie's thighs were trembling and her mind was gone. This was beyond anything - anything! She tried to relax some muscles, while everything was tense - her body on fire, her mind in hyper drive. She never realized when she . . or he .. started to buck, but soon they were fucking and she was loving it. She just went with the river of sensation . . taking in every experience. When she first heard a sound, something familiar about the noise, she couldn't quite place it. Then when she felt the tip of the vibrator being slid between her open lips - she screamed .. loudly . . in complete sensual overload. The feeling of Cameron's cock and this toy both inside her pushed her over the edge and she came . . in rolling waves. She bucked and screamed and fucked and came over and over . . until finally her muscles squeezed and thrust the toy out of her. Cameron had never had anyone cum that hard, that violently, before. The experience made him cum, buried there inside Julie's ass. He pulled out in time for his second spurt to spray on her ass and the small of her back . Then Julie just fell over, shivering. Cameron took her into his arms, stroking her hair, kissing her forehead . . letting her regroup. In a few minutes, Julie's hands reached up, took Cameron's face in both of hers and - looking him directly in the eyes, nose to nose, she whispered "thank you" before falling back to sleep. . . . . Julie awoke in Cameron's arms, his lips kissing her forehead. It was barely dawn. Cameron hugged her, and whispered . ."Stay put, just because I've an early morning doesn't mean you need to have one." When she tried to force herself awake, he just kissed her again "no, seriously - sleep it off a bit" and she faded back to sleep. When she woke an hour later, Cameron was dressed, kissing her on the lips. "I've got to run to a meeting, but there are bagels on the table, or other things in the 'fridge if you don't like bagels. Take a shower or bath, I've set out a towel and robe for you. I've left a key for you to lock up on the dining table. Take your time and enjoy your morning." With that, he was gone. When she got up, the key was on a card that had an envelope attached - with a note. "Thank you so much! I hope you enjoyed the evening as much as I did. I would certainly love to see you again, if you'd like. I am sure you don't make a habit of picking up older men at bars, and if you'd rather not see me again - feel free to mail me back the key - thank you for a wonderful experience and best of luck to you, I won't try to contact you. If, however, you would like to see me again - and you are free for dinner - I'll be at Voltaire's at 8 pm. If that doesn't work for your schedule, but you would like to see me again, my office number is below - just let me know to cancel the Voltaire's reservation. Again, thank you so much and I hope you have a wonder morning. Cameron." (c) DallasJackson 2005