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Celebrity: Alison Brie
Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Masturbation, Voyeur, Interracial
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It was the middle of summer in Los Angeles and I was stuck sitting inside of an apartment complex with a bad air conditioner unit and not much else going for me. Sitting at the side of the bedroom window, I was looking out over the various people that lived inside of my apartment complex and really couldn't see anything except for the windows and very occasionally, curtains being closed or opened.
Life with a broken leg was not fun.
"Josh? Are you awake?" The sound of my mother filled the small hallway and as I turned my wheelchair around, I saw her standing there in my doorway with a long box tucked under her arm. She was still in her pink scrubs like she had been when she left this morning, that meant she hadn't been home yet after her shift though you would never have been able to tell with how well she kept herself. A lot of people said I looked more like my mother than I did my father and I guess I could see where they were coming from. We both had the same chocolate coloured hair though hers was a lot longer than mine and we did have the matching brown eyes too but I wouldn't have said we were exactly the same. For example, she wore glasses and I didn't I had a beard and she didn't.
"Hi Josh, are you feeling any better?" She asked, stepping inside of my room and placing her hand against my cheek in the way only a mother could do. I offered her a smile and shrug of my shoulders.
"Not really. But the doctor did say it was going to take a while to heal."
"She did. You'll just have to sit this summer out won't you?" She said, placing a hand on my shoulder and squeezing it gently. "So you won't be able to do any of your drama courses this summer, you can keep picking up the spare parts over the autumn and winter time and who knows, they might air that infomercial you were in over the winter so you can get some residuals from that too."
She had a point but none of this was helping. I was still stuck unable to work and there was no way that thinking on possible residuals that might be coming my way could help me really cheer up. She seemed to notice this too and took her hand away from my shoulder and then to the box she had placed on my bed. Bringing it over, she showed me what the box was. It contained a bright blue with black accents telescope that was built with a tripod at the bottom. It looked like one of those things you'd see in a holiday catalogue for someone who you didn't know well enough to buy gifts for.
"Your Grandpa used to use this when I was a kid, he showed me all sorts of stuff back when we were living in Colorado. You might not see much of the sky here in Los Angeles but there might be something in the hills or the streets you can see. It might keep you occupied for a little bit right?" Her phone went off in her purse and she had to step out of the room. While she did that, I took the box up off of the bed and looked it over. Thinking back to my Grandpa, I always did think that he seemed happy when he was out stargazing and from what my parents said, I was always happy doing it with him as well. Maybe this could be a good thing for me? I lifted the lid of the box off and looked inside of it. The legs of the device didn't seem to be there but the actual lens and viewing bit of the telescope was. Lifting up some of the small polythene bags, I saw that there was a selection of different tools and accessories with the telescope that could further increase my usage of it.
This actually could be really fun...
"That was the hospital." Mom said, coming back into the room and dunking her phone back into her handbag. "Looks like I'm doing most of the midday shifts this week, Nicole's gone into labor so you'll have to fend for yourself. I've already spoken to some of your friends who said they'll come by to make sure you're okay and I'll come back first thing in the morning and make you some lunch. I know, I know. You're a strong independent man who don't need no mom to make him his lunch but you're also my baby and if you don't let me do this... I'll break the other one." She leant in and offered my cheek a kiss before she stood up and looked down at the box of stuff. "Is it all there?"
"Yeah, I think so? I don't see the legs for it though?" I said, looking over the box and jiggling it to see if any were hiding somewhere on the sides.
"They may have fallen out somewhere. Grandma says it's not been down in years. I think you could probably still mount it to the balcony out there though?" She said, pointing over to the small wire fence that was up around my short ledge. She reached into the box and pulled out a small vise like device that could easily slip around the fence. Tossing the bit back into the box she gave my hair a rustle before saying her goodbyes and leaving me to it. Laying the box out on my bed, I got all the necessary bits together and started to piece together the telescope. Without the feet, it was going to look a little weird but it wasn't like I could do that much as it was, I'd need to be able to move the telescope around at free will and I wouldn't be able to do that very well if it was stuck on the three legs.
Screwing the bolt on feature to the top of the railing, I made sure it was nice and tight before I lifted the telescope up and slowly, carefully placed it down on top of the telescope, moving it around in a screwing in motion, it slowly came down and moved to being fully secure on top of the holder. Rolling the telescope around one last time, I lifted the bottom of the telescope up and I was able to actually look through the bottom of the telescope. Peering down the bottom of it, I squinted through the viewfinder and I was already looking across the way from where my apartment was. My apartment complex was three sets of the same towers, all at the same sort of height in twenty floors. I lived on the fifteenth floor and while it was a bit of a trip upstairs with a broken leg, it did give me a great view of the Los Angeles skies when the skies were clear.
My viewing moved from the bottom of the tower block, where there was a small, immaculately clean swimming pool filled up with some of the kids in the building now. I moved up and feeling like something of a creep, my eyes moved from one apartment building window to another. I could see all sorts of different people who lived in the buildings, there were the slightly older people in their forties and fifties and then there was the Jeopardy Jockeys, people in their sixties and seventies who lived in the lower levels of the buildings and would spend all day in front of the TV waiting for their relatives to come and see them. Moving from left to right, my eyes peeked into the rooms of the people who were all home today.
There were a couple of curtains that were closed or front rooms that were empty as well. It was the middle of the day on a Tuesday though so it was entirely likely that people were just away at work or doing something else. Los Angeles was a constantly busy town and the city never sleeped when there were deals to be done or movies to be made. Sitting back in my chair slightly, I looked moved up a floor and continued the sweeping motion from side to side. Focusing on windows that were open and that had the curtains open as well. The building on the left of my apartment did have a lot of people home, there were a fair few of the older people who were still home and looking at the TV or just reading the newspaper or some trashy romance novel.
Not that I could fault them of course. I was here home alone and bored stiff.
Moving my view up to the next floor, I was up to maybe the tenth or eleventh floor of the building on my left when my view settled on one particular window. Each floor had these slightly larger suites that were expensive and took up roughly two of the normal apartments and this suite had a beautiful brunette woman inside of it. She was sitting on her couch, her laptop was on and she was also buck ass nude with a leg hanging over the arm of her couch. She had a finger inside of herself and her other hand was groping at her chest, squeezing her pretty sizeable breasts as she slipped her finger in and out of her. Her head was back against the top of her couch and she had her mouth wide open.
Clearly in the throes of passion, I watched her intently. Rather happy I now had a clear view of this woman who was busy jilling herself off to what I could only imagine was some hot porn. Keeping my telescope focused on her, I could feel my dick starting to get hard as the woman pushed her finger in and out of her, sliding the digit in and out and getting it wetter with each passing moment. I could see just how wet she was and how slick her finger was getting with each hard push she moved her finger inside of her. My dick was already getting to be a tent inside of my sweat pants and while I wanted to get myself off to the live sex show in front of me, I also didn't want to miss a thing. Her other hand came down and reached between her legs, her index and middle finger rubbing against her clit while she continued to stimulate herself hard and fast.
My hand came down and groped at the tent in my pants, pawing at it and squeezing at it over the fabric of my sweats and while I focused my viewfinder on the woman, staring at her as she continued to rub herself and tease her entrance faster and faster, clearly getting herself off to whatever it was she was looking at. While she touched herself, I kept the telescope focused on her and managed to hold it in place with the use of my shoulder and cheek while my left hand gripped the side of my wheelchair and the right one was undoing the strings around my waist. Slipping my sweats down eventually, I looked down towards the woman and with my dick now exposed, I wrapped my hand around the base of my dick and started to stroke it. Normally, I liked a bit of lotion on my hands for masturbation but who knows how long this would be going on for?
