Rape Stories

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The View

I'm not certain where I'm going with this one, but I'm sure someone will get raped eventually.

I'd bought the 'scope for amatuer astronomy. I'd just gotten this nice place high on the valley wall, so when I moved in, the sky was striking. Unfortunately, nobody told me about light pollution, so my first views where dissapointingly washed out.
I sent off to the company for a "Band Block Skyglow Filter", and turned the 8" apeture downward for the 6-8 weeks for delivery. I felt guilty, at first, spying from above. Then, I figured these where the same inconciderate people who made my $2,000.00 Maksutov-Cassagrain damn near useless.
It turned out to be too bright, the 8" apeture magnified the light allong with the image. Good thing I got a polarizing moon filter with it, and I was able to "dial down" the brightness to a reasonable level.
At first, it was rather boring. Cars drove around, and people got in, and out of them. It got livlier when I found the condo's. They where all lined up with thier backs to me, and each had it's own balcony. I spied some parties, and had the pleasure to see some drunk yuppie fall off the seccond storey deck.
After a good laugh, I returned to the focuser, and scanned the buildings. One of the flats lit up, so I stopped there. I was greeted with one of the most beatifull visions of my life. She looked tall, but with the high angle, it was hard to tell. She sure was thin, though, with a lovely face that I immediately fell in love with.
I watched her drop her keys into her purse, and toss them together onto her bed. She walked right up to the sliding glass door, and I was briefly afraid she'd close the drapes. Instead, she slid open the patio door, and lit a cigarette.
After that, she walked briefly out of view, and the bathroom light came on. Panning over, I could see right down through the high, small window to the tub at the back. She bent over it, and her jacket came up enough for me to see her arse.
It wasn't a ghetto booty, but certainly looked a little oversized on her skinny frame. I hardened at the sight, and thoughts of spanking her with my belly floated through my mind. I tore my eye away long enough to look around.
My house blocked the street lamps, so it was incredibly dark. Figuring no one could see me with a night scope, I turned back to the eyepiece, and ajusted my pants by feel. The night air was cool, but I had plenty of blood flowing to keep me warm.
She was back in the bedroom, and started undressing. She lost a few inches with her heels, and threw heer blazer on the bed. There where several buttons on her creme coloured blouse, and she took them slowly. She was just mechanicly disrobing, so there where none of the silly useless moves of the striptease.
Unless there where other hillside perverts with their scopes trained on her heavenly body, I had her all to myself. The deck effectively blocked the line of sight from the ground.
Finally, the silky top slid onto the bed, and she bent to push down her skirt. I noticed she wore no bra, and once I saw her chest it was obvious she didn't need one. Her big pink conical nipples looked disproportionate on thwe slight swell of her breasts, and I hungered to suckle them.
Her panties must've come off with the skirt, because she stood back up nude, and turned back to the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of her dark triangle of fur, and wasn't surprised that she wasn't a natural blonde.
The view started shaking annoyingly, and I realized that my knee was against one of the tripod legs. I looked back just in time to see her get in. The image was still settling down, but I think I caught a flash of pink lips when she lifted her leg. I watched patiently as she lathered her heavenly body, and eventually came.
It was one of the better ones, I couldn't keep my eyes open, and blood pounded in my ears. Once I'd subsided, I looked back to see that the frame had moved next door. The damn star tracking drive was on, and must've panned ahead while I was distracted.
When I returned, she was throwing a pink terry robe on over her nudity, and headed for the door. She let a man in, and I quickly realized he must be her lover when she opened the robe to embrace him. He looked around paranoiacly, and quickly shut the door. I hoped for a res-erection for when they got down to it, but it wasn't to be.
He pointed out the open glass door, and said something. Though it was nowhere near me, it hit close to home. If not me, he was obvioulsy concerned about peeping toms in general. She said something, shrugged, and shook her head. He stomped over, and yanked the drapes shut. If they'd been a door, it would've slammed.
As I put on the lens caps, and cover, I reflected
that she must be some sort of exhibitionist. He obviously didn't approve, but I for one was glad. I retired, and entertained thoughts of meeting her.
Several pathetic scenarios came to mind, but I knew I didn't have the courage to follow through with any of them. I had to admit to myself that I'm not much of a playboy. Sure, I look alright, and the money helps, but whenever I'm with a beautifull woman, I become a drooling babbling idiot. Oh, well. I resigned myself to admiring her beauty from afar.
I'm not proud of what I become, dirty voyeur. At least I was man enough to admit it. I watched her religiously, learned all I could from my home. Of course, I couldn't really do anything about it, I sure as hell wouldn't have the courage to confront her in person.
She always came home, and bathed, even when her asshole boyfriend wasn't coming over to fuck her privately. I just wanted to fuck him up, run him over with my car, or come up from behind with a bat. Of course, I never would, just like I'd never try talking to his woman.
Turns out at least part of it wasn't necessary. Whoever she was obviously couldn't stand him cramping her style. Finally, they had this big fight I couldn't hear, and he left without fucking her. He never came back, and the drapes stayed open.
She still had me, I wasn't going anywhere. She broke her routine shortly thereafter. I came out at dusk, and took the caps off. As usual, it was locked in so that both the patio door, and bathroom window where in the field of view. She must've gotten home early, because the apartment was already lit up with the distinctive blue glow of her TV.
Shortly, she appeared from the direction of the darkened bathroom. Though completely naked, her hair wasn't darkened by damp. I idylly wondered what she was doing in there with the lights out as I gently freed myself.
She went straight for the bed, and lay across the bare spread. It was sideways in my view, so I got to see her in perfect profile. The high angle showed both breasts nicely, and I wished not for the first time that I'd gotten a camera mount instead of the Skyglo filter. The damn thing wasn't even unwrapped.
Her legs came up, and her hands went between them. Though I couldn't see, I had a pretty damn good idea what she was doing. I increased my own self manipulation at the thought. Soon, she was moaning soundlessly, and arching her long back. A hand came up to cup a breast, and tweak the tip.
Her legs fell further open, but I still didn't get the view I wanted. This time, her hand was in the way, but I loved watching the muscles play in her flat belly. I was nearing the end then, and slowed my tempo to wait for her to catch up. I'd watched her play with her self a lot since her Ex left, and I always tried to time it with her.
Finally, Her body went straight, and her legs started shaking. I could see her teeth clenched behind pulled back lips, and her eyes so tight that a tear rolled down from the corner. Finally permitting myself, I joined her rapture, and cupped my hand over myself to keep from gumming up the mount.
It splashed warmly against my palm, then ran down my knuckles as the pressure went down. When I returned to the lens, she was still going. She'd fallen to the side, panting, and feeling herself the way I so wanted to. I reached wantingly for her, but only found the cold rolled steel of the optical tube. I still stroked it lovingly for bringing me such beauty.
Finally, she subsided, and lit a cigarette. I joined her in one, this was the only time I allowed myself. It was harsh, but if she could stand it, so could I. She got up, and strode back to the bathroom. Eventually, I got bored, and left my post to get something to eat. When I returned, she was in the bath, and I once again jerked off watching her. It was always a good night when I could go twice, and that was happening a lot more now.

For some reason, she had her drapes drawn the next night. I sighed, dissapointed, and finally tried out my new filter. It was a new moon, so all the stray light was terrestrial. It screwed right in the cell, like the camera mount would when it got here, and I pointed it again towards the heavens.
I should've gotten the Celestron, or the Meade, but I wanted the cool looking Maksutov on it's equatorial mount. The auto goto system would've sure helped a lot. Nice setup, but I had no idea what the hell to do with it. I tried using the little spotter scope on the tube, but since I didn't really know what I was looking for, I didn't really find anything.
Finally, I got frustrated. I couldn't find any nebulas(sic), or planets, or clusters. I knew where there was a good nebula, but orion wasn't due for a couple more months. Fuck it, I turned the great tube back down towards the earth, and easilly slewed around to Her place again.
This time, the drapes wheren't drawn. The bathing beauty was standing on her balcony, smoking a cigarrette, and drinking something out of a highball. There was also a camera strap around her neck. She took a drag, and a drink, then reached down to lift the binoculars. After scanning a little, she stopped pointed in my general direction, and waved!
I didn't know what to do then, so I slewed away as if I hadn't been watching her for over a month. I lost sight of her, and eventually spoiled the charade by hurriedly packing up the whole rig, and dragging it inside.