Stargazing
John P. Fault <jpfault@hotmail.com>

Copyright 2004, John P. Fault. Feel free to distribute, but please
leave the entire story intact, as-is, and not to any pay sites. It's
meant to be free for whomever wants to read it. This is a story
containing somewhat graphic sexual activity. If you're under age, then
you probably shouldn't read this. If you're a consenting adult then
read away. Remember, be responsible for your actions and yourself
because no one else will. I'm certainly not responsible for you, what
you think, or what you do, and I wouldn't want to be even if I could.
Ultimately, whatever comes around goes around, so play nice.

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Author's note: 

I hope you enjoy. As always, if you have feedback, please send it. My
email is up there at the top. This came out of some conversations and
such with a friend as well as some liberal adaptations from my own
twisted mind. Nothing like a little inspiration to get the, um,
juices flowing.

I have a couple of older stories that you might enjoy if you like this
one. They're at asstr.org ->

http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/Pagefault/

Thanks - jpf 10/17/2004

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It'd been a long day of meetings. I both enjoyed and loathed these
yearly meetings. It gave me some great ideas about building my
business and sort of shook me out of the inevitable rut that happened
after awhile.

The company rented out a nice condo downtown with a great view of the
river. I rather enjoyed stealing out there for a drink and a cigarette
before going to bed. Normally, I shared the place with one of the
other execs. Alex had made the acquaintance of a lovely female exec
from another company and was presumably staying the night with her
again, as he had the first two days we were here.

I fixed myself a highball and grabbed Alex's extra pack of cigarettes.
They came in handy since I quit last year. It was a conference ritual,
one he helped with. To buy cigarettes myself would be a step down a
slippery slope. To bum them off him for a week every 11 months didn't
put me at risk.

I took my laptop out on the deck and went back for my drink and
cigarettes. I had spent the last couple of nights out here, chatting
with a friend or two online while I unwound from the day's events.
Tonight, a name I hadn't seen for awhile activated in my friends list. 

"Long time, stranger," she wrote.

"Indeed. How're you?"

"Good. Lonely, though. You at your meeting ?"

"Yup. Exciting as ever. I'm out on the deck, watching the moonlight
sparkle on the water."

"Sounds like fun. I wish I were there."

"That'd be nice. What would you be doing if you were here?"

"I'd be on my knees in front of you, licking your cock, helping you
forget the stress of the day."

That certainly got my attention. I started getting hard. Luckily,
there wasn't anyone to see the effect her words were having on me.

"You still there," she typed. "Or are you off masturbating now? :) "

"No, I'm here. That just caught me off guard. But that's okay. It's a
shame you're so far away."

"Yeah, it's a few hours to drive and I have to work tomorrow."

We chatted for awhile more. Every now and then one or the other would
drop a remark about what sort of things we'd like to be doing to the
other. I couldn't help myself and eased my cock out of my sweat pants
right there on the deck. As we continued chatting, I alternated typing
messages and slowly stroking myself. I told her exactly what I was
doing. She said she was lightly rubbing her clit in between messages.
We kept the online foreplay going for awhile. 

I think what finally made me lose it was when she said she wanted me
to come all over her tits. I couldn't help myself. The thought of
watching my juice fly over her big breasts pushed me over the edge.
Shot after shot of semen squirted over my chest and stomach. 

I told her I came. She didn't answer right away, so I waited. When she
came back, she told me that she'd gotten herself off, too. I got a
file transfer request right after that from her. I accepted it and
opened it without delay. It was a shot of her with one hand cupping a
breast and the other between her thighs, her head thrown back in
pleasure. That was very hot. I saved it for revisiting later.

"Very hot," I told her. "You're pretty amazing looking as you're
coming."

"You should see it for yourself. :)"

"Now ?"

"Very funny. Make remarks like that and you'll find me on your
doorstep."

"Promises, promises."

She typed quickly, "I've got to get things together for tomorrow and
then get some sleep. I'll talk to you later. Good night."

"Good night!"

I used the cocktail napkin to clean myself up a little and then lit
another cigarette. After coming that hard, I needed it. I drained the
last of my drink, closed my laptop, and just looked up at the stars.

-=-

The day started way too early, as usual. I hated wearing suits, but I
had to admit that I looked decent in one. I still could stand to lose
a few pounds. Damn desk jobs take their toll on you after awhile.

I grabbed my briefcase and headed across the street to the convention
center. I found the day's sessions, grabbed some coffee, and then
headed in. The first session was a bit dry, but the next two were
quite good. After that were some bigger workshops and a sort of vendor
fair with all sorts of goods and services for our businesses.

It did make for a long day, though. Alex and I got with a group of
folks, including his ongoing tryst-mate, and went out for cocktails
and dinner. After an excellent swordfish steak and a couple of stiff
drinks, I was ready to turn in for the evening. There was still two
more days of conference left and the days wouldn't be getting any
shorter.

Alex and I shared a cab back to the condo. He grabbed a fresh suit and
some other things and went out yet again to her place. He flashed a
grin before he left and wished me a pleasant evening. Of course, I
told him that he was bound to have a better night than I would.

I watched some TV, played around on the computer, and just was lazy
for awhile. Around 10PM, I decided to go outside, have my nightly
smoke, a nightcap, and enjoy the peace and quiet of stargazing for
awhile.

I changed into my sweats, but the night was warm enough to leave my
socks and shirt inside. If my neighbors really tried, they could see
me, but I didn't really care. Besides, I'd be able to hear them before
they could see me.

I took everything outside and then turned off the lights so they
wouldn't interfere with the stars. I lit a candle that the condo
owners were nice enough to leave on the table outside. I opened my
notebook and looked for any friends online. There were a few folks on,
but my playmate from last night wasn't. That was a bit disappointing.
I closed the laptop, lit a cigarette, and then took a sip of my drink.

I closed my eyes and took a long drag, feeling the smoke seep through
me. I opened my eyes and exhaled slowly, taking in the sensation of
it, and admiring the view of the moonlight on the river. I took
another sip of my scotch, savoring it. As I did so, I heard a knock on
the door.

That's odd, I thought. I wasn't expecting anyone and only a handful of
people knew where I was. It was probably for the wrong apartment. I
put my cigarette out and tossed the rest of my drink back before going
inside. 

I looked out the peephole and saw an attractive brunette standing out
there. It took me a minute to realize that it was Riley, the girl I'd
been chatting with! I opened the door, tried to pick my chin up off
the floor, and invited her in.

"Surprised to see me?"

"You could say that. How did you find me ?"

"You'd dropped more than a few hints about the city you were in. Since
I know what line you're in, that helped narrow it down. Then a favor
or two got me the rest. I hope you aren't mad."

"No, no. Just surprised."

"Oh god. I just realized...you aren't married or with someone ?"

I laughed. "No, dear. I normally have a roommate here, but he's
shagging a nice lady from another company here. Besides, you already
know that I'm not married."

"I guess. I hadn't really thought about it until I was in the door
already. What were you doing before I got here ?"

"Having a nightcap and stargazing a bit. It's a nice way to end the
evening."

"I can think of something better."

With that, she pulled me outside onto the patio. She leaned against
the rail and looked out over the city below and the river a few blocks
away. She took in the sights before turning back to me.

"You're right. It is nice out here."

I came up behind her, running my hands up her bare arms. I spoke
quietly into her ear and said, "It's nicer now. I'm definitely
surprised, but I'm glad you're here."

With that, she turned to me and we kissed. It was a tentative kiss at
first, the kind where you aren't sure really how far it's going to go
and if you're pushing too much. After a minute or so of gentle kisses,
I felt her tongue on my lips and opened my mouth a bit more, letting
our tongues dance around each other.

She made a soft moaning noise and pressed against me. I was already a
bit hard, but feeling her against me like that took me the rest of the
way there. I know she could feel it through my sweats. I tried to move
a bit so it wasn't quite so obvious, but pressed tighter against me.

After a blissful eternity of kissing, she pushed me back to the chair
I'd been sitting in earlier. I sat down and she knelt in front of me.
I looked her in the eye, raising an eyebrow. She laughed, her eyes
shining as she ran her hands down my chest and over the lump in my
pants.

She leaned in to kiss me and then broke away, kissing my neck, and
then down my bare chest. She fished my hard cock out of my pants, and
pushed the pants down as I lifted my hips to help her. Her hair hid
her lips, but I felt them glide over my painfully erect member. The
sensation of her soft lips and wet tongue were almost too much. 

Riley was definitely controlling the situation, enjoying my submission
to her touch. I sucked in my breath as she bobbed up and down on my
cock, jacking the shaft slowly with one hand as her tongue swirled
around the head.

I had to stop her before I came. I had other things in mind for her. I
stopped her as she bobbed upward. She looked at me questioningly. I
pushed her back a bit and stood up. She was still on her knees and
gave my cock a quick lick before standing up, too.

I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply. I let my hands work between
us as we kissed, unbuckling her belt and unsnapping and unzipping her
pants. After that, I reached under her shirt and unfastened her bra,
sliding a hand around, caressing the underside of one of her breasts.

I slid her pants down a bit and slid my hand into the waistband of her
panties, feeling her ass against my hand, cupping a cheek. I teased
her a bit and walked my fingers around the front. As I eased past her
well trimmed pubic hair and to her slit, she shivered. I gently teased
her clit before letting my fingers play over her labia. She was
soaking wet. I used some of her wetness as a lubricant and lightly
circled her clit before pulling my hand away completely. She moaned as
I stopped touching her.

I pulled back, looking her in the eyes. I moved her around so she was
facing the rail of the deck and placed her hands on it. I pushed her
pants all of the way down and helped her out of them. She was now
totally naked from the waist down. As I moved back up her body after
taking her pants off, I used my tongue to trace up her leg, over the
outer curve of her hips and ass and to her back.

She had a tattoo in the small of her back. It was sort of elaborate
with a large star in the center and smaller ones flanking it. I traced
it with my tongue, feeling her shudder.

"Oh god. I'm so sensitive there."

I didn't reply. I just kept at it, licking as far up her spine as I
could before working back down over the tattoo. I worked back down her
hips and ass, sliding my tongue over her pussy from behind. Then I
stood up behind her.

She reached behind her and grabbed for my cock, trying to guide it to
her pussy. I put her hand back on the rail and then smacked her on the
ass. I then lined my dick up to her sopping wet pussy and nudged
forward. She tried to push back. Again, I stopped her and smacked her
on the other ass cheek. She'd figure it out sooner or later.

It took a lot of control, almost more than I possessed, to not just
slide all of the way into her. I grabbed her hips in my hand and
slowly, painfully slowly, pushed into her. Then I slid almost all of
the way back out, the contrast of her hot wetness and the cool night
air exciting me even more. Without warning I went all the way to the
hilt into her. She moaned and pushed back against me.

I slide my hands under her shirt and onto her breasts, lightly
pinching her nipples as I slid slowly in and out of her. I traced my
fingers back down her rib cage to her hips. I gripped tightly as I sped
up my attack. 

I really started pounding her now. Harder and deeper, unrelenting as I
fucked her for all I was worth. She steadied herself with one hand and
slid the other between her thighs, rubbing her clit. I heard her
breathing get more ragged and soft noises coming from her.

"Fuck me harder, John. I'm gonna come!"

I stayed with her, pushing harder and faster, feeling my own orgasm
coming. She pushed back against me, her fingers moving fast over her
clit. I slid my hands back to her breasts and cupped them, letting my
fingers slightly pinch her nipples. That pushed her over the edge. Her
hot pussy spasmed around me, pushing me along. By the time her
contractions were subsiding, mine began. I grabbed her hips and
buried myself inside of her, filling her with come.

I stayed against her like that for as long as possible. My cock
started shrinking and fell out into the night air. She pulled away
from me at that minute and turned around to kiss me.

"That was incredible. Weren't you worried about the neighbors ?"

"Nope. They can find their own dates."

She just laughed. "I'm glad I came up for the night."

"I'm glad you came up and came," I said with a grin.

"I'm going to go clean up. I'll see you inside."

She grabbed her pants and went inside. I opted to have another smoke.
After a fuck like that, I needed it. My legs were shaking from the
effort, so I sat down in the chair. As I finished off the cigarette, I
thought about how hot that whole scene was. She's a beautiful woman
with a great intellect, nice curves, and a sex drive like few others
I'd encountered. I could think of many worse ways to spend an evening
or two.

I went inside. I heard her come out of the bathroom. As I put the
highball glass in the sink, I heard her call out to me, "Hurry up! I
want to get you worked up again so you can come on my tits."

Who was I to refuse a request like that ? It looked like I would be
tired for tomorrow's meetings, but I had a feeling it would be well
worth it. Hopefully she'd agree.

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-jpf, 10/17/04  

