A Silver Patch

6700 words; Old friends+1 get to know each other in a new light. Contains Voyeurism, and Living Strap-Ons. All involved characters are over 18.

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Alice turned over in her bed, and after another several minutes, resigned herself to a sleepless night. She had told her roommate that she was going to sleep almost an hour ago, and nothing had helped her make good on that promise. Warm milk, counting sheep, the whole nine yards, but there was no use. She sat up and blearily reached over the bedside for the silk robe that lay rumpled on the floor. Without turning on the light, she felt her way through her room, stumbled a little. In the hallway, she saw a shaft of light pouring from the crack in her roommate's doorway, and seconds later heard Violet giggle. Guess she was still up with her boyfriend, Aaron.

Alice slinked into the bathroom, used the toilet. Went to the sink, splashed some water on her face as her eyes adjusted to the harsh light. She looked up, examining her reflection. She looked pretty average, she thought, though her friends told her that would selling herself short. Light brown hair, with dark brown eyes. Her nose was maybe a little crooked, though she'd never broken it. She made a face, pursing her lips and trying to push her petite breasts together with her palms. Her hair fell over her eyes, and she huffed, blowing it back again. "Very attractive" she mused, and switched the light off.

She padded her way quietly to the kitchen, grabbed a glass from the cabinet, and poured some water from the tap. Alice hated drinking water. Still, it gave her something to do, and Violet kept bugging her about it. After about a minute, the glass was empty, and Alice had convinced herself to give sleep another shot. She stood for a moment longer, her eyes closed, and tightened her robe before padding back to her room. She was just opening the door, resigned to another hour of staring at the back of her eyelids, when she heard a noise that sent a instinctive shock through her.

Alice froze, turning back towards the sliver of light that was her roommate's slightly open door. She froze, listening in the darkness past the sound of her own breathing. Nearly a minute passed, and then, just as she began to think she might have imagined it, she heard it again. Unmistakable this time, it was Violet's normally quiet voice, raised to a moan. Alice felt the shock again, racing down the back of her neck. Her mind raced, and almost before she had realized it, she was moving on tiptoe towards the door. A small, distant voice in her head reminded her that maybe this was a bad idea, but a much louder one urged her on; it couldn't hurt to just check, could it? Slowly, as quietly as she could manage, she creeped forward until she could lean in and put her eye to the crack her roommate's door. She squinted against the lights within, eyes adjusting. Inside, she saw a scene that sent her heart pounding and turned her face scarlet.

Violet was laying on her bed, her feet closest to Alice, legs spread open. Filling the space above was Aaron, stark naked and - oh god, Alice could see everything. Aaron's back, beads of sweat running down over his ass. Violet's feet, toes curling and unfurling as Aaron moved. Aaron, his balls slapping into her roommate, her best friend, as his dick thrusted into her. Alice had never even seen Violet topless before, and now she could see her lower lips, parted and stretched, her natural lubricant coating her pubes and Aaron's cock. Violet's upper half was blocked entirely by her lover's form as it pistoned up and down.

Alice was transfixed, helpless to do anything but watch as the embrace in front of her intensified. She could swear her heart must be audible now, the sound that echoed out from her chest overpowering wet skin hitting skin. She felt like her mind was split, a part of her idly wondering how Aaron normally concealed the girth that now pushed open her roommate, and another part of her, without permission moving her hand down to slowly grind a finger against her own opening. The quiet voice that had told her not to look earlier was inaudible, blotted out by fascination and sudden arousal.

Arousal was obviously building in the couple on the bed, too. Violet leaned up, hidden from Alice's view, and whispered something in Aaron's ear. He murmured something back, and kissed her. Then he moved, and for a second Alice thought the worst had happened. She panicked as Aaron pulled himself up, thought that he would move to the door, but he only scooted toward the end of the bed, pulled Violet's legs up toward him, and then bore down again. Alice's fingers flew against her pussy in circles, precum coating her fingers as Aaron drilled his cock into her roommate. With her ass raised into the air, Violet moaned and gasped as Aaron made long, solid strokes, fucking her like a piledriver. Alice could see as the skin at his base hit hers, bringing back small strands of lubricant with each pull. She felt the pressure in herself rise, as Violet's vocalizations became more frequent, more passionate. There was no longer any thought of the consequences; Alice drove two fingers deep into herself as a poor substitute to the pleasure her friend felt, and her breath caught as climax approached.

Finally, with a long low moan that sent chills through Alice, Violet tensed, wrapped her legs around Aaron and pulled him fully into her. Alice clenched her teeth, trying to keep her voice down, as the first wave of orgasm flew through her. She moved her fingers in a frenzy as she watched Aaron's balls tighten, his ass clenching as he too succumbed to climax. Almost in slow motion, the base of his shaft pulsed. Pulsed again. Violet made a noise, not a laugh, quite, and Alice felt like she could almost hear the jets of cum pouring into her friend. It was too much. The second wave of her orgasm came like nothing she ever experienced. Her hand flew up towards her mouth to stifle a moan as a jet of cum sprayed from her, splashing on the floor. She stood, shaking, for a moment, before her legs gave out beneath her. Aaron's orgasm ended just in time for Alice to tumble forward into the room.

"Oh what the sh-" Aaron began, pulling himself out of Violet with a noise that made Alice, face down in the carpet, reel. Alice scrabbled up to her knees, already stammering out an apology, an excuse, anything. She looked, up, words failing her, to see Violet already up and standing over her. Her breasts, almost double the size of Alice's, where in plain sight. Her nipples were hard and sweat sheened her body. Words caught in her mouth, Alice's eyes moved down, seeing Violet's crotch, her bush matted down with a liquid that even now flowed in a small stream out of her entrance. A few small drops landed in the carpet, directly in front of Alice. The sight of it all brought another shock of heat down through her core.

"I- I'm so sorry! I didn't, I didn't mean to peek, I just, I heard a noise, and, I, I'm sorry!" Alice began. Even as she stared, she thought the worst was coming. She had known Violet all her life, she didn't want to lose her. What would Violet do? Aaron, behind Violet, seemed to be deferring to her, his member hidden from view by a throw pillow as he sat back onto the bed and watched to see how this would play out.

"Well, now, this is a surprise. Up so late, catching a show? That's not a healthy habit, Aly."

"I couldn't sleep, and I got some water and I heard and I'm so-" Alice was panicking now, her heart pumping almost as fast as it had in the hallway. She couldn't finish her ramble, though, before Violet interrupted her.

"Shh. Hush now. Let's get you standing up." Violet reached out a hand, and Alice took it without thinking. With her right hand. The hand that had very recently buried in her own snatch. "Oh, well now! Someone's been doing more than watching." Violet remarked with a meaningful glance at Alice's fingers. Alice froze, unable to meet her roommate's eye. This was it, nothing could be the same again. How could she even look at her friend after this? Oh course, by looking down, she was essentially staring at the D cups that hung in front of her. She had trouble looking away from that.

"How far did you get, I wonder?" Violet's arm reached from the bleary corner of Alice's vision, down into her robe, and up, up, towards Alice's crotch. Alice, shocked, didn't react until a slender finger brushed past her vulva and slid to the second knuckle into her.

With something caught between a gasp and a yelp, Alice fell backward again, landing on her butt. She had never had sex, barely even talked about it with Violet, yet as she looked up, her best friend's finger glistened with Alice's own fluid. Violet, for her part, looked concerned, puzzled. "Are you alright, Aly? I thought- I'm sorry."

"I'm- I... Why aren't you angry?" Alice was reeling, her body still echoing the sensation of her friend's finger. "I should leave, I don't. I'm sorry, I don't know what-"

"Why would I be angry? You can leave if you want, but if you want to stay, we can just talk." Alice looked up again, starting again at her friends ass as Violet walked toward the bed and sat next to Aaron. He looked a little lost. "I'm not gonna tell you what you did was wrong, and I'm not gonna do anything to you that isn't what you want. You're my friend, Alice, I trust you. Maybe, though, knock next time?" Violet grinned, and Alice couldn't help but giggle as relief swept over her. She'd known the woman in front of her since they were kids, and she was beyond happy to hear that she wouldn't lose her. She tightened her robe and sat up, finally meeting her friend's eye.

Violet was sitting, legs open, on the edge of the bed, with one hand resting on Aaron's knee. He still seemed a tad uncomfortable, awkwardly holding a pillow on his lap, but he gave Alice a soft smile as she met his eye. She blushed, wondering how on earth she would be able to talk to him later. She had seen that thing he was hiding, seen it- she looked back toward Violet. Not that that was much better: Violet's inner thighs were a mess of cum and sweat, her clit stood out like a bulls-eye. Alice gulped, looking up, eyes slowing for a moment on Violet's chest before they made it to her face.

"I still, I still wanna apologize. I shouldn't have stayed, shouldn't have.." Alice's train of thought halted.

"Shouldn't have masturbated?" -Alice flushed, nodding- "Aw, don't even worry about it. I probably would have done the same if it had been you gettin' plowed by this stud." Now it was Aaron's turn to blush, as Alice looked up again.

"You would have? I mean, isn't that wrong?"

"No harm, no foul, y'know? I'm not shy, I don't mind you seeing if it lets you share the joy. I'm not shy." As if to emphasize her point, Violet opened her legs wider, and Alice couldn't help but divert her gaze once again to the opening that presented itself. She felt a familiar heat start to build inside of her, and looked away, ashamed. "Oh, Aly, you don't have to look away. We know each other better than anyone, and you've seen it now anyway. Why not look?"

"Is it... It's really alright?" She didn't want to ask, didn't want to show it, but Alice knew what was happening. As much as she knew it was wrong, she wouldn't fight it.

"Sure, come a little closer. Have you never seen anyone naked?" Violet opened her legs fully now, her lower lips slightly parted and still moist.

"No, not really. I mean, myself, but this.." Alice trailed off, all the curves of Violet's body leading her gaze to her most private place, totally open to her. As if in a fog, she scooted slowly along the rug, inch by inch. Violet sat in silence, a knowing smile on her face, as Alice moved. The energy in the room was tense, more tense every second that passed and every movement Alice made. Alice couldn't have said how much time passed before she was kneeling less than a yard away, her head level with Violet's lower lips.

Alice had seen porn before, seen herself naked in the mirror, but nothing compared to this. Violet's pussy glistened with moisture, the muscles inside moved slightly as she tensed under scrutiny, visible through her slightly parted vulva. Her clit, much larger than Alice's, stood at attention. Violet was much hairier than her, but the bush, matted as it was in the evidence of Aaron's passion, was trimmed neatly around her mound. Alice shivered as undeniable arousal built in her. She had known Violet was attractive, but never could she have prepared for this. She looked up again, eyes tracing over thighs and stomach that had a perfect amount of padding. Her eyes caught once more on Violet's breasts, lightly speckled with goosebumps. Finally, she met with Violet's gaze. Her friends green eyes held her as Violet's smile held, but there was more there this time behind it. She knew what it was; she felt it too.

"Have you ever kissed someone before, Aly?"

Alice's heart jumped in her chest. She shook her head slowly, trying to keep up with the situation she found herself in. "Do you.. Is that ok?"

"If you want, you can. That's the rule in this room." Violet reached down, taking Alice's hand and pulling her up until their eyes were level. Alice's heart was beating hard again. Her eyes flitted from Violet's, to her mouth, lips full and shiny.

"I'm nervous, Vi. Is this really..?" Alice's voice quavered. She felt like the pressure of the situation was building inside of her, that it might overwhelm her. She couldn't help but wonder what that would be like.

"You don't have to be. I won't, Aaron won't do anything you don't want. If it helps, I'm wearing raspberry chapstick. It's pretty good." Violet whispered with a knowing smile.

Raspberry was Alice's favorite.

Alice leaned forward, steadying herself with a hand pressed on either side of Vi's knees. Slowly her lips moved closer and closer to Violet's, inching forward shakily. She turned her head slightly, not wanting to bump noses like she heard so often from first kiss stories. Closer. Violet, eyes closed, exhaled slowly, and Alice felt the breath pass across her cheek, over her ear. She shivered as a chill went up her spine, and in one jerk forward their lips touched. Violet reached forward with one hand and steadied Alice, holding her shoulder as Alice relaxed slowly. They sat like that awhile, forehead and mouth burning points of contact between them.

Violet pulled Alice forward, kissing her now in earnest. Alice couldn't help but make a small noise as Vi leaned in, exploring with her lips. The warmth and intensity didn't take long to win over Alice, and soon they were probing each other tongues with their own, and she tasted a hint of raspberry as their saliva mixed and their lips joined in earnest.

Alice was dimly aware of Violet's hands as the moved on her back. At first they had been moving slowly, comforting motions keep her calm as the kiss intensified. Now, though, they seemed insistent, fingers digging into the skin of her back. Alice thrilled at the sensation of heat as a hand slipped under the neck of her robe, pushing the fabric down her shoulder. She gasped as Violet leaned down, breaking their kiss to breath hot air across her neck, planting soft pecks down to her shoulder. Soon another hand was working, pushing her robe off on the other side, sliding fabric down her back, exposed her pert breasts.

"Oh, you are wonderful." Violet gazed at Alice, holding her gasping form at a distance for a moment. Aaron shifted awkwardly on the bed, surreptitiously adjusting the pillow he still held on his lap. Alice's face reddened as she thought of being seen by him, but she couldn't bear now the thought of interrupting this. It was only fair, she reasoned. She pushed herself forward again, Violet laughing around Alice's lips as she fell back into the bed, their chest pushing into each other. Violets D cups pressed firmly into Alice, and she held her friend tighter to feel more of the warmth that added to that building in her own body.

They were making out in full now, their hands moved in roving patterns across each other's bodies as their tongues danced with a frantic tempo. Each had a knee between the other's legs, and Alice couldn't help but gyrate slightly, friction bringing more heat between them. They fought to breath, breaking off every once and a while in quick gasps, the sound of breath through noses filling the room. Alice surprised herself, finding her hands each taking hold of Violet's ass. They made eye contact, Violet grinning at her suddenly bold roommate. Then Violet's thigh brushed across Alice's slit, and she squeezed in response, fingers digging into her friend's generous backside. Violet leaned up, and right into Alice's ear, she whispered:

"I think I'd like to taste you now."

Alice tensed, shivering for a second and her heartbeat went another beat. She had known where this was going, but it was still almost too much to handle.

"I can tell you're ready. You can just relax, and I'll show you what I'm made of."

Violet's tongue moved across the edge of Alice's ear, and she turned away, arousal making her feel her pulse in her scalp. She wanted this, but...

"I mean, I... I think I'd rather..." Violet raised an eyebrow, amused.

"We're pretty far in it to be shy, Aly. What do you want?" She shifted, moving her hands down her body as if to say that it was all up for the taking.

"I've never... Tried to give.. Oral." The last word came out in the barest whisper, Her face burning. Violet laughed, tousling Alice's hair.

"Man, you really are an innocent one, aren't you. Figure's you'd rather be on the giving end of things." She put a hand on Alice's shoulder, softly pushing her off and down. "Well, then, let's see what you got! Let's see if you can teach Aaron something." Aaron blinked, as if he'd been spacing out as he'd watched them writhe, then glared at Violet.

"Hey now, I'm not-"

"Hush, darling, I know you know what you're doing." Alice, having pushed the thought of the third part in the room aside, suddenly thought again about what she had seen just minutes ago. She shifted her eyes away from him, embarrassed as much for the image in her head as her own nudity, and found herself staring once again at Violet's pussy. Inches away, it glistened with even more moisture than before, translucent lubricant diluting the remains of Aaron's jism. She sat kneeling there for some time before Violet shivered, said:

"You're sure you wanna do this, or do you just wanna breathe on me?"

Alice flushed, then leaned in, gave Violet's protruding clit a tentative lick. A hint of salt was the first thing she noticed, mixed in with a soft bitterness, iron, maybe... Orange? Violet twitched with the contact, and a bead of liquid rolled down to the lowest part of her entrance. Alice saw the contraction, and pressed her tongue to the moisture, dragging upward in a long, slow lick. The same taste, unexplainable and more intense than before, met her. She smelt it too, unlike almost anything she knew. There was something else, too, thicker, that she knew must be Aaron's seed. She gave another lick, then another, and soon her lower jaw was working in a constant rhythm. Alice thought she might grow to like this taste.

It wasn't long before Violet was thrusting herself towards Alice, moaning quietly. Her fingers buries themselves in Alice's hair, pulling her in closer. Alice probed deeper with her tongue, feeling it slip against Violet's inner walls as she explored their sides. The taste was everything she could taste, and she sped up, spurred on by the feeling of her friend clenching around her tongue. There was a movement in the corners of her vision, on the bed, but she ignored it. Her mind felt hazy, and she wanted only to prolong the arousal that this made her feel.