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."
