Backstage

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Once inside, Dane placed Jamie's jeans on the back of a chair, her shoes on the floor in front of it, then turned to Jamie.

"Well, let me be a good host, Jamie."

"May I get you something to drink? I have soda, sparkling water, even wine coolers, if you don't think it's improper for me to offer you alcohol. The strawberry flavor's quite good."

 

[wideeyedone]

"I will have whatever you are having." She said off handedly. She wanted to sit down but only because she would feel more covered.

She wasn't used to being undressed like this in front of someone else. "Have you gotten a chance to see much in the city?" SHe offered stumbling for some small talk while he opened the small fridge.

 

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Dane twisted the caps off two strawberry wine coolers and brought one to Jamie. Before he handed it to her, he popped a finger into the neck of the bottle, tilting it, then withdrew his now-wet finger and placed it against Jamie's lips.

"What do you think," he asked quietly, slipping the finger into her mouth. "Strawberry ok?"

 

[wideeyedone]

Jamie ran the tip of her tongue across his finger. Not realizing exactly how tantalizing she might look. She smiled as she took the taste into her mouth.

"It's sweet. Tastes nice." She whispered. She shivered as he stood right in front of her. "It is cold in here." She added.

She wondered exactly why he had chosen her out of the crowd. There had been so many pretty girls and so many girls who obviously would have done anything to get into his dressing room.

In the cool air she could feel her nipples pressing against the cotton of the cami. She knew there would be no hiding it.

 

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The bottle in Dane's hand was glistening with condensation. He slowly ran the base of it across Jamie's stomach where it was exposed betwen her cami top and panties.

"Sometimes a little coolness is a good thing, Jamie. Sometimes the contrast of a slight chill in the air only serves to heighten our awareness of the warmth of our bodies."

Dane touched the bottle to Jamie's body again, this time following the neckline of her cami.

"I could turn the thermostat up, but I think that you'll prefer it this way in the long run."

He handed her the bottle.

"Taking a drink might help a bit. Although I actually think that goosebumps look good on a girl."

"After all, the point of bringing you back here is to put the spotlight on you, in as many different modes and moods as possible."

"You see, Jamie, I wouldn't have invited you to join me if I didn't think you had something special: the kind of something special that makes life worthwhile."

"Pardon a tired analogy, but a girl like you is like a fine wine, just at its peak of ripeness. Something that's been carefully preserved and treasured until the moment when it's ready to be reverently brought out and then -"

"Opened."

"Poured out."

"Held to the light."

"Swirled to observe it and let it breathe."

"Sipped."

"Savored."

As Dane had been speaking, he'd walked to a nearby table and picked up a compact, yet obviously expensive videocamera, which he now aimed at Jamie.

"So let's begin, shall we? We're here with -"

Dane paused until Jamie said her name, barely whispering it.

"So, tell us a bit about yourself, Jamie," he continued. "How old are you? What do you like to do? Have you been on cam before? Is it comfortable for you?"

 

[wideeyedone]

"My name is Jamie and I am a sophomore in college, majoring in history. I have never been on camera before. I have always been known for being shy, but I want that to change. Ummm... as for what I like to do... I read and write, I love baseball. I run on the track team." She tried to relax. Jamie took a deep breath. She looked right into the lens of the camera.

"I think what you might be asking about is my sexual experience and I have none. Other than a few intense good night kisses, I have always been the very best of the good girls. But I am tired of that. I want to change it and I thought why not change it in a big way." Jamie lowered her chin, looking up at the camera through her eyelashes.

 

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"Well, most people would say you're off to a good start, Miss College Sophomore Jamie," Dane smiled.

"Let's have a better look at you, shall we? Can you twirl around for me?"

 

[wideeyedone]

Jamie slowly spun for Dane and his camera. She slowly swished her hips as she did a little turn.

She smiled up at him. "Like this?"

 

[Blase]

"You move very well, Jamie," Dane replied.

"Do you like to dance? You said that you're shy, that you're a 'good girl', but the outfit you wore here would fit right in if you were dancing in a club."

"You must do some dancing to be able to move like that."

 

[wideeyedone]

"I don't do the sort of dancing you are used to... ballet for like fourteen years. And i borrowed these jeans from my room mate. she borrowed my boyfriend. so i guess we are even."

Dane turned the music on and she began to sway to his song that was playing. She closed her eyes and felt the music work through her body.

 

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Dane set the camera on a tripod, then went and stood close behind Jamie, placing his hands on her waist, feeling the movement of her body. Each hand slipped partway under the hem of her cami in order to rest on bare skin.

"Ballet is a hard school, Jamie," he breathed in her ear. "It teaches you discipline, makes you work to mold yourself into something stronger, yet more graceful, more capable of expressing beauty than you were. Of course it's often hard to keep that in mind when your muscles are screaming and your mind is telling you that no goal, no art is worth hurting yourself for."

"You came here to learn how to let go of being what you were always told you should be. This school is no easier, Jamie."

"It's a school where no one thinks to ask if Jamie the college sophomore might be embarrassed to stand without her pants on in front of a roomful of strangers; a place where no one's concerned that Jamie the good girl might be uncomfortable being on cam."

"Some girls come here thinking that it's all about saying yes to Dane. But it isn't. It's about not even thinking that you might have the choice of saying yes or no but simply acting when Dane expresses a wish. Because it pleases Dane and because that is the only reason why you're there."

"It's not about being College Sophomore Jamie, or Good Girl Jamie, but being whatever Jamie Dane thinks you should be at that moment."

Dane kissed the back of Jamie's neck.

"Can you attend that school, Jamie? Can you push through the burning in your cheeks and the voices in your head telling you that your parents, your teachers, your friends were right all along; that you have to go back to where you're safe before it's too late?"

 

[wideeyedone]

Jamie felt herself physically trembling as Dane whispered to her. He saw right through her. He knew how badly she needed this. How much her desire to be different cluttered her thoughts.

"I don't want to go back." She whispered. His fingers danced across the warm skin of her belly and she felt a heat rise in her. She ran her tongue over her lower lip. Her heart pounded. "I want to be here."

This was nothing like the awkward deep tongue thrusting wet kisses that Scott had planted on her as he pinned her against the wall outside of her dorm. No, there was something even sexier about this slow pursuit. She knew that Dane could pin her to the wall if he had wanted to. But it was as if she was pinned without him holding her. His eyes, his words, his touch... it all kept her in her place.

 

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Letting his hands slip off of Jamie, Dane moved back to the camera, where he worked silently for a few moments. Suddenly, a monitor on a nearby stand flared to life, and Jamie saw herself framed within its display.

A few more buttons on a console were pushed, and the mood of the room changed. Some lights dimmed while others went off, and the music was no longer from Dane's latest album, or any other singer's. It was a "sounds of nature" type recording, featuring natural sounds along with instrumental music meant to compliment and interpret them. In this case the sounds were those of a tropical thundershower, and the music was slow, soft and sinuous, sounding like the flows and eddies of a river lashed and fed eternally by warm rain. Underneath it all was the beat of a large drum played softly, like the dark, hidden heart of the storm.

Dane looked at Jamie.

"If you're serious, put the rest of your outfit with your jeans, then dance for me."

"Show me what the music makes you feel."

 

[wideeyedone]

Jamie first slithered out of the cami and folded it neatly on the back of the chair. THen slowly she slid her panties down her sleek legs. She really did have the muscles of a dancer.She folded them and added them to the chair.

Then Jamie closed her eyes and listened. The sounds of the water and the thunder. The sounds of the drums and the pipes. It was sexy, but different than the banging music of the concert and the clubs.

She just listened. And then she let the sound roll through her ribcage and down to her hips. Her body slithered almost snakelike. THe muscles of her sleek stomach visible as she undulated before the camera. Her arms sliding up. Hands abover her head. Her breasts jiggling as she danced. She just listened to the music and let it move her.

 

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As Jamie danced, all at once Dane was behind her again. Turning her gently to face him, he took her hands in his own and drew them back behind her, locking them in his grip as though she were handcuffed behind the back.

Naked and restrained, she looked up at him. Then he bent to kiss her.

 

[wideeyedone]

His shirt was soft against her breasts. She could smell the hint of his sexy cologne. His mouth was warm and hungry over hers. His kisses were nothing like Scott's fumblings.

 

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Dane kissed Jamie long and deeply, at times drawing back a bit to tease her, keeping his grip on her wrists behind her back and not letting her follow. Her body bent toward him like a bow, with her nipples the points of arrows.

Finally he broke off the kiss and turned her body so that her back was toward him again. Drawing her in, against him, he brought her hands up and placed them over her breasts, then whispered in her ear.

"Touch your breasts, Jamie. Show me what makes them feel good, what makes your nipples come alive."

As Jamie started to comply, Dane's hands were moving over her stomach and thighs, rubbing and caressing...

 

[wideeyedone]

Jamie leaned back against Dane's shoulder and closed her eyes. She was trembling. Her hands cupped her breasts gently. Then she began to lightly twist her nipples. She gasped and whimpered as she toyed with her breasts. This was all so new to her but she could feel herself warming up, inside and out.

Dane's words felt warm on her bare skin. His fingers teased her bare flesh. She could feel the callouses on his fingertips from his guitar playing.

 

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Dane's right hand took Jamie's right hand and started to move it slowly down her body. At the same time, a little pressure from his left hand, covering hers, splayed her fingers apart and allowed his fingers access to her left breast. As he started to toy with her nipple, she suddenly felt the wetness of his tongue as as he stuck it in her ear.

Then her right hand was low on her body, past her pubis, being guided toward her sex, and Dane was whispering.

"Yes, down there, Jamie. Show me how you touch yourself."

"Show me how you touch your pussy, Jamie the College Sophomore."

 

[wideeyedone]

"I don't think I can." She whispered back desperately, even as her fingers brushed against her wet slit. She was breathless and her wriggling hips sent her backside wriggling against his erection inside of his jeans. "I don't know if I can do that in front of you."

Her voice was a desperate plea. But even as she spoke, she felt herself stroking her own slickness.

 

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Dane's answer was nonverbal. His left hand slipped underneath Jamie's to cover her left breast completely, then somehow managed to draw her in even closer and hold her firmly against his body as his hand began to move between both of her breasts, playing freely with them.

His right hand meanwhile still covered hers, his fingers making a gentle massaging motion that her own fingers couldn't help but echo, given their close contact. And he had placed her hand on her center.

As she started to find her own rythm, his thumb moved slightly, seeking what he knew was there to be stroked. When he found his target, he heard her sharp intake of breath.

 

[wideeyedone]

Her eyes closed, she tossed her head back when his thumb found her clit. She slid two of her fingers inside of her, gasping again at the intrusion. Her body clutched her fingers. She slid them in and out. Again and again, her breath quickening.

She rocked her hips, she couldn't keep still. That wasn't new, even when she was kissing she couldn't keep her wriggling hips still. It made her feel like such a wicked girl.

She heard herself moan, low and soft. Her body stiffened, she felt herself rise on her tiptoes. Her body feeling so warm and so pleasured.

 

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Dane ground himself against Jamie's gyrating rear, letting her feel his erection through the tight pants he wore.

"Deeper," he breathed, continuing to fondle her breasts just short of roughly.

"Deeper, Naked College Sophomore Jamie."

 

[wideeyedone]

She closed her eyes and fucked herself with her fingers.

harder
deeper
harder and deeper.

Her sounds were desperate, soft and sweet. An innocent sound for sure. She seemed surprised by her own responsiveness. She shook in his arms as she came under her own fingers. Her breasts bouncing in his hands as she cried out.

She tried to stifle her own sounds by biting her lip, she was so afraid someone outside might hear.

 

[Blase]

Dane heard the gasping sighs of Jamie's orgasm, felt it as it rolled through her lithe body.

He very nearly came in his pants. These moments of innocence given into his hand and brought through shock and awe into new knowledge and pleasure were the moments that he lived for.

As Jamie was still shivering with aftershocks, he bent to catch her up, then carried her to the couch, where he sat with her in his lap, lying back against the sofa's arm.

He brushed the hair back from her forehead as she lay naked in his lap, looking up at him.

He smiled at her. "That was beautiful, College Sophomore Jamie."

"Did you enjoy it?"