The Color Of Amber - Chapter Two: Snow Bunnies

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This is where the break in the duel series comes. The first chapter was a combo and now Floyd and Amber part ways to follow their own paths. This is the Amber Tamblyn series if you couldn't tell by the fact that her name is in the title. Both series run concurrently and there should be crossovers from series to series, but I'll try to keep the mingling down a little. I won't hint at what happens in chapter two of this series until chapter three of the Floyd series for instance so you won't be stuck thinking "what the fuck was that all about?"

These series are meant to deal with mostly underused celebs. What do I mean by underused? There are three levels of usage as far as I'm concerned. The first level is where the Britneys and Natalie Portmans of the world fit in. They've got tons of stories already and don't really need any more. The second level are the ones that have several stories, enough for the fans and readers to find a couple that they really enjoy, but not enough that you have to scroll down a couple times to pass by their section. Elisha Cuthbert and Avril Lavigne are perfect examples of this level to me. The third level are the ones where there are very few, if any stories about them. Think Amy Acker or Maria Menounos for this last level. These series will delve mostly into the third level and occasionally into the second level, but will not touch the top level. If you expect to read about Floyd or Amber having close encounters of the celeb kind with Katie Holmes or one of the other CSSA "superstars" then you're probably going to be disappointed.

Now for the recap. In chapter one, Amber Tamblyn met a college guy named Floyd Dawson. She quickly fell head over heels and gave him her beloved virginity, in more ways than one. It all blew up when Amber found Floyd in bed with her best friend Michelle Trachtenberg. Amber had been fighting her sudden attraction to women but a little wrestling with Michelle after finding her in bed with her boyfriend brought it all to a head and the three of them wound up in a threesome. Amber reacted by storming out immediately after the best sex of her young life because she couldn't deal with the conflicting emotions running through her pretty little head.

Celebs in this story are Amber Tamblyn, Elisha Cuthbert and Lindsay Lohan. The codes are (FF, cons, oral). Go fuck yourself and go read something else if you dislike those codes or want something more. Or better yet, write it yourself.



"Is it getting better, or do you feel the same? Will it make it easier on you now that you got someone to blame?" - U2 'One'


The Color of Amber Chapter Two: Snow Bunnies
by voodoojoe



Amber sat in the darkness of her trailer. She had just filmed the final scene of the last episode of the season. The rest of the cast and crew were busy getting ready to go spend time with their loved ones or do film roles. Everyone was a little sad that they wouldn't see each other again for a few months, but the sadness was tempered by the fact that they had already been picked up for a second season and they'd be back instead of saying teary eyed goodbyes to people they'd probably only see again at events or the like.

Amber was sitting alone in the dark because her boyfriend had betrayed her by fucking her best friend and then the two of them had somehow gotten her to fuck both of them. She had been an eager participant at the time, but it was so unlike her that she wasn't willing to accept the blame for it yet.

As she sat there her phone rang. Picking it up, she looked at the display and tossed the phone away. It was Michelle calling and she didn't really want to talk to her after what she'd done. Both Michelle and Floyd had tried repeatedly to call her for the last couple weeks but she couldn't bring herself to answer the phone. She just needed some time to make up her mind what she should do.

She was sure that it was over with Floyd but she wasn't sure if she should just cut one of her best friends out of her life as well. Sure Michelle had fucked her boyfriend but that's what Michelle does. Michelle sees a cute guy and immediately starts formulating ways to get him into bed. Floyd was the one who should have turned Michelle down no matter how hot she is.

"Damn it," Amber said, slamming her palm down on the table.

She had to stop thinking of how attractive Michelle is. Every time she thought of Michelle she couldn't shake the way her friend's breasts had felt in her hand or how it felt when they'd kissed. From there it wasn't long before she was recalling how Michelle's pussy juice had tasted on her tongue while Floyd fucked her from behind.

"Are you still here Miss Tamblyn?" Jimmy the security guard asked, knocking on her trailer door.

"Yeah Jimmy, I'll be out in a bit," Amber called out, trying to hide the hurt in her voice. Tears had appeared at the corners of her eyes from remembering the still fresh pain of Floyd's deception.

"Just checking. I heard a noise and wanted to make sure it wasn't someone who wasn't supposed to be in there. You know, you really should turn on a light. It's not good for your eyes to sit in the dark," Jimmy reminded her before moving on to finish his rounds.

Wiping her tears with the heel of her palm, Amber got up. Grabbing her purse, she stuffed her phone in it without bothering to check to see if Michelle had left her a message. Since she wasn't going to be back in her trailer for a few weeks, she grabbed anything she might need before she came back. At the last second she went back and grabbed the cage her pet rat was in. Iggy, her cat, would probably try to eat it but the rodent had a better shot of staving off a cat than going months without food.

As she drove home Amber pondered what she was going to do about Floyd and Michelle. Nothing was coming to her other than the standard take both back, tell both to blow it out their asses, or take one back and hit the other over the head with some sort of blunt object. Even with that last one she couldn't decide who might be the one to be taken back and who would be murdered by Colonel Mustard with a pipe in the library.

By the time she got home Amber was even more undecided than when she'd left the lot. About the only thing that sounded like a viable option was to take a little vacation. Just take some time to enjoy herself and think about the problem at hand. You're not supposed to run from your problems, but Amber sure didn't feel like facing them at the moment. Besides, it wasn't like she was running from them, just hiding out for a few days while she thought them through a little. Who knows, she might meet someone while there and forget all about Floyd and Michelle.

+ * + * +

Amber deftly avoided contact with either Michelle or Floyd while she mulled over her vacation destination. She had narrowed it down to Hawaii and Colorado. Hawaii had hot guys in speedos on the beach. Colorado had snowboarding and maybe some cute guys that could help her up if she fell. In the end she decided on Colorado because California offered hot guys and fun in the sun almost any time she wanted it, but it had been a while since she'd actually gone snowboarding.

Before she left she made sure to make arrangements with her parents for them to do the mundane stuff like pick up the mail and feed the rat and cat. Before walking out the door she ran over her mental checklist. She had everything she needed for a fun few days on the slopes except a snowboard since she'd broken the last one when she came down on large rock after a large jump the last time she'd been snowboarding two years ago. Oh well, she could rent one when she got there or maybe even buy one if she thought she could get it on the plane home.

+ * + *

By the time Amber got to her room at the ski lodge all she could think about was crawling into bed and getting some sleep. The flight had seemed to be filled to capacity with screaming babies, and a few older kids who just thought they were babies, and she'd had a massive headache by the time the plane touched down.

To top it all of there had been a hard of hearing French guy working the front desk who couldn't get her name right to save his life. He kept thinking her name was spelled "Ambehr Tamblain" and of course wasn't able to find her reservation under that name. Finally she'd spelled her name out in excruciating detail, only giving the next letter once he'd inputted the previous one into the computer, so he couldn't forget how to spell it before he typed it up.

Shucking her coat, she dropped it on the floor on top of the bag of clothes she'd brought with her. Kicking off her shoes and socks, her pants and shirt followed as she crossed the room to the bed. In bra and panties, she slipped under the covers and gave silent praise for the down comforter and the warmth it gave her as she drifted off to sleep.

+ * + * +

Waking up the next morning, Amber lifted her head and for the first time allowed herself to take in the room she had slept in. It was a corner room so she had windows on two walls that provided her with a nice view of the snow that blanketed the ground and the new powder that was coming down as she laid there. On one of the outside walls was the fireplace, complete with a stack of wood next to it in case she wanted to use it, that she'd splurged to get. She'd spent the extra money for a room with a fireplace in it because she loved the idea of sitting in front a crackling fire to warm up after a cold day.

Getting up, she stretched her muscles and set about getting ready for the day. Once she was dressed she made her way downstairs in search of a cup of coffee. Finding some, she poured herself a nice hot cup. She drank it while she watched other guests mill about or head out for some time on the slopes. The coffee was hitting the spot and she could feel her headache from the flight dissipate.

Coffee gone, Amber rented a snowboard and gear. She missed her old board with the Misfits logo on the bottom, but it was broken and there wasn't much she could do about it. Even so, she still observed a moment of silence for her beloved snowboard before took the rented board and gear from the rental counter.

When she had everything she made her way to the lifts and hoped that she could remember how to do it after not doing it for two years. She knew she remembered the basics but wasn't sure if she'd be any good at it once she got to the top of the run and had to put that knowledge to the test.

At the top, Amber slipped her booted feet into the bindings on the board. When she started down the slope, she quickly found out just how rusty she was. Almost immediately she fell and swore at herself under her breath. She knew she must look like a jackass falling within a couple minutes of starting but she wasn't going to enroll in a beginners class so some instructor could tell her everything she already knew.

"Look out," Amber heard a woman's voice call out from the side as she pulled herself up into a standing position.

Spinning her head on a swivel, she spotted a blond woman in a black ski jacket and green knit cap barreling towards her. She was too close for either one to get out of the way without hitting each other. So Amber did the only thing she could think of, she hunched down and hoped the other woman would be able to jump over her. It didn't work as the blond slammed into her. Amber was knocked on her ass as the blond went flying head over heels above Amber.

"Oh my God, are you alright?" Amber asked, crawling towards the blond who was sprawled on her back in the snow.

A loud laugh greeted Amber's question and the blond followed it by exclaiming "That was great. I want to do it again."

"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going," Amber apologized before the blonde's comment sunk in. "Wait, you thought it was fun? You could have been seriously hurt."

"I know, but that doesn't make it any less fun," the blond replied, sitting up. "My back's going to be sore in a little while, but it was so worth it."

"You sure you're alright?" Amber asked, still concerned despite the blond woman's claims of good health.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," the blond responded. Holding out her hand, she said "I'm Elisha."

"Amber," Amber said, taking Elisha's hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Let me ask you something, do you make a habit of standing around on the slopes?" Elisha asked Amber, laughing as she asked it.

"I haven't been on a snowboard in a while so I fell. I had just gotten up when you called out," Amber explained sheepishly as she got to her feet. She was still embarrassed about the fall and felt self-conscious having to admit it.

"Help me up will you?" Elisha asked, holding out her hand.

"You know, you look familiar," Amber said, helping Elisha to her feet.

"I get that all the time," Elisha said, brushing the comment off.

"I'm usually really good with names and faces but I'm not sure where I know yours from," Amber said, baffled by why Elisha looked familiar yet she couldn't place it.

"Like I said, I get it all the time," Elisha said, hoping that she wouldn't have to deal with an autograph hound on her vacation.

"At least let me buy you a cup of coffee or something to make up for getting in your way," Amber offered.

"That'd be great," Elisha said, smiling. A steamy cup of coffee was just the thing she needed to warm herself up. "Race you to the bottom."

Before Amber could even respond Elisha was racing down the hill. Shrugging, Amber set off after but at a much slower pace since her skills had yet to return. By the time Amber got to the bottom Elisha had already removed her board and was taking off her cap. When she flipped her hair around to shake out any snow that might have been in it, Amber suddenly realized where she knew her from.

"Elisha Cuthbert from '24'," Amber said, smacking herself on the forehead for not recognizing her sooner.

"If you want an autograph I'll give you one, but I'd rather not have you publicize my last name," Elisha said.

"I don't want an autograph. Well maybe later, but only if you want to give me one," Amber stammered. "I'm an actress as well so I know what it's like to have to deal with fans."

"Really, what have you been in?" Elisha asked, wondering if the new girl really was an actress or one of those "I work in a diner and go on one audition a month" actors.

"I'm on a break from filming 'Joan of Arcadia' right now," Amber responded, trying not to sound like she was tooting her own horn even she actually was in a way.

"I don't get a lot of time to watch TV, but I think I heard about it," Elisha said. "It's the modern Joan of Arc one isn't it? Who do you play?"

"Well, Joan," Amber said, shrugging her shoulders. She didn't want to brag, but Elisha had asked.

"Wow, title character and all," Elisha said, impressed.

"I'm the title character, but it's much more of an ensemble cast," Amber said, downplaying the implication that she was the star.

"I was starting to feel bad about making you pay for my coffee, but you can afford it," Elisha laughed.

The two actresses found a coffee stand and Amber ordered them both a latte. Elisha grabbed a doughnut as well and they stood around chatting while they drank their coffee. Elisha gave Amber some tips on snowboarding and Amber accepted them gratefully since Elisha grew up in the snow and as Elisha put it, she "had almost seen more ice and snow than sun as a kid in Montreal."

Coffee gone, they tossed their cups in the trash and set out to see if Amber had learned anything from the tips. At she first it looked like she hadn't as she was still a little wobbly, but eventually got the hang of it again. By the time it was starting to get dark Amber was boarding like a pro, or at least an above average amateur.

"I'm hungry," Amber said, feeling her stomach start to rumble. They had skipped lunch in favor of more coffee and time on the slopes and it was beginning to take its toll on her.

"Me too. They have great burritos at the Mexican place down the road a little," Elisha mentioned.

"Sounds good," Amber said, letting Elisha lead her around town.

+ * + * +

With their bellies full of cheap Mexican food and a bit of a buzz from a few drinks that Elisha had ordered without the waiter carding Amber, they made their way back to the lodge. Elisha even stopped in at the liquor store to buy a bottle of tequila to complete the Mexican evening so they could get completely rip roaring drunk.

Back in her room, Amber lit the fire while Elisha poured some tequila in some plastic cups since they didn't have shot glasses handy. Clinking their cups together, they both tried to down the drinks in one gulp but Elisha's no bartender so she put considerably more in the cups than the average shot. When the drinks were done, Elisha filled them back up.

"I have a crazy fan story for you," Amber started, while Elisha poured the last of the tequila into their cups. "This guy named Farrell Dougan started writing me letters a few years ago saying how watching me on 'General Hospital' helped him get well when he was sick. I started to feel really good about it until he said he only had the flu instead of something serious."

"That's nothing," Elisha said, slurring her words, "this guy who says his name is Vance Joseph somehow got my phone number and kept calling me in the middle of the night to ask me out. I changed my number, but he got it again. He likes to wake me up so he can tell me how hot he thinks I am. Can you believe that?"

"Is the tequila's gone?" Amber asked. She was staring at her cup, that was laying on the floor, like it was moving on its own.

"There's always the mini-bar," Elisha suggested.

"No, I don't want any more," Amber said.

Elisha tried to get up to walk to the mini-bar but she lost her balance and fell in Amber's lap instead. Both girls giggled and Amber playfully pushed Elisha off her. Amber's motor skills were dulled enough that her hands wound up on Elisha's butt instead of her back like she had meant to. Elisha didn't seem to notice but feeling Elisha's ass in her hands had awoken the feelings inside Amber that she'd tried to deny since the night she'd caught Floyd with Michelle.

Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the fact that she'd done it once before, but Amber didn't react to the revelation with the vehement rejection that she had when she'd noticed how attractive Michelle was. In fact, the alcohol almost seemed to will her to act on the impulses. She knew she really shouldn't but she couldn't think of any reason not to that made any sense to her dulled senses.

Seeing Elisha crawling towards the mini-bar on her hands and knees, Amber grabbed her foot and pulled. Elisha giggled and playfully kicked her foot back at her to get her to let go. Still holding onto Elisha's leg, Amber tugged and felt Elisha's pants start to slip as the top blond girl's butt crack peered out over the waistband.

"Hey, I'm not wearing any underwear," Elisha said, reaching a hand back to keep her pants from falling all the way down. She didn't give up the struggle to reach the mini-bar though, even if she only had one hand and one leg left under her.

"I don't want any more to drink," Amber said, pulling on Elisha's pant leg even harder.

"My ass is about to be hanging out all over the place if you keep pulling like that," Elisha protested, her fingertips about to let go of her pants.

With one final tug, Elisha's fingers slipped and her pants came down far enough to expose half of her ass. Without even thinking, she rolled over to pull them up. The pants weren't down very far, but it was enough for Amber to see that there was a definite lack of pubic hair at the top Elisha's slit.

"Stop that," Elisha said, laughing. She was trying to pull her pants up but otherwise not really making an effort to cover herself up.

"Make me," Amber shot back, giving Elisha's pants another tug.

"I will," Elisha giggled, spinning around to face Amber. Suddenly she lunged and grabbed for Amber's pants.

The two actresses rolled around on the floor for several minutes, alternating between trying to pull down each others pants and trying to pull up their own. Amber was more interested in getting their pants off to see where it might lead, but she put up the facade of trying to pull up her pants. Elisha was just trying to get back at Amber for pulling her pants down and was still quite unaware of the sexual tension in the room.

"Truce," Amber screamed as Elisha pulled her pants down to her ankles.

"I won then," Elisha said smugly since her pants were still only around her knees.

"Oh no you didn't," Amber uttered, grabbing Elisha and kissing her full on the mouth.

Elisha was too stunned for her alcohol soaked brain to do much and the hesitation was all Amber needed to press her advantage. Pushing Elisha onto her back, Amber pressed her tongue against Elisha's lips. When Elisha's lips parted, she slipped her tongue fully inside the blonde's mouth.

Elisha's mind was racing, or at least moving as fast as it could with half a bottle of tequila in it's way. Her body was reacting to Amber's kiss but her brain wanted to push her new friend off her and run from the room. When she felt Amber's hand cup her breast through her shirt, Elisha moaned into Amber's mouth despite herself. She shouldn't be feeling like this, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't force herself to break away from the kiss.

No one was having trouble believing what was happening though more than Amber. Not only was she kissing another woman for only the second time in her young life, but she was actually the aggressor in the situation. She'd never been this aggressive when it came to sex in her life, not even with Floyd. Elisha just looked too damn good and that bald pussy had reminded her so much of Michelle's that her body had reacted before her mind could think about it. She was acting on nothing but instinct, and it was very liberating for her.

Giving in to her body, Elisha let her hand travel up Amber's side. Before long Elisha was holding the first female breast that wasn't attached to her own body. It fit the palm of her hand so nicely that she just had to give it a squeeze. The moan that accompanied the squeezed urged her to give it another one.

Feeling Elisha get into the act, Amber let her hand leave Elisha's tit. Tracing it down her stomach, Amber soon found her fingers tracing the area where Elisha's bush would be if she weren't shaven clean. Amber savored the silky skin until she felt encountered the slick, oily folds of Elisha's snatch with her fingers.

Elisha moaned as she felt Amber's fingers trail over her pussy. Her brain still wanted her to get up and out of there before anything else happened, but her body just wasn't listening. When Amber broke the kiss and started kissing down her throat, Elisha's brain gave up trying and decided to go along for the ride.

Tugging Elisha's shoes off, Amber tossed them to the side. Elisha's socks were next and Amber pulled them off while she kicked her own shoes off. Amber couldn't believe the dexterity she was exhibiting as her feet worked her socks off while her hands pulled Elisha's pants off over her feet. Tossing the pants on top of Elisha's shoes, Amber took a second to survey Elisha's naked bottom half laid out on the floor in front of her.

Elisha watched nervously as Amber surveyed her. It had been a while since anyone had looked at her naked body with this much lust in their eyes and Elisha relished it even if it was coming from a completely unexpected source. She was wondering just how many times Amber had done this sort of thing when she leaned down and planted a kiss on her pussy. The sensation thrilled Elisha deeply. She loved having guys eat her pussy and had secretly imagined whether it was true that women were so much better at it then men or not.

Having only eaten pussy once in her life, and that one she didn't really remember much because she'd almost been paying more attention to the cock that had been in her pussy than the pussy in front of her, Amber wasn't quite sure how to proceed. Since instinct had gotten her this far, she decided that she could let it continue to lead her. Sliding her index finger along Elisha's slit, Amber was amazed at how wet Elisha was. The lubricating juices were practically gushing out of the blond girl in anticipation of what Amber was going to do.

Elisha moaned as Amber's finger lightly touched her clit. It was so slight a touch that Elisha wasn't sure it happened, but it sent a shudder of pleasure through her nonetheless. Her senses, that should have been dulled by the alcohol, were heightened to the point where she could feel Amber's breath blowing across her moist pussy.

Working her middle finger into Elisha's slit, Amber used her other hand to pull back the hood to expose Elisha's clit. Leaning her head down, she lightly ran her tongue over the now exposed bud. The first thing Amber noticed was the difference in taste between Elisha's pussy and the way Michelle's had tasted. She chalked most of it up the fact that Michelle's had been leaking Floyd's cum when she'd tasted it but the base flavors still contrasted enough for her to be able to easily tell the difference. If anything, the contrasting essences turned her on even more.

"Oh yeah," Elisha moaned, running her hands through her hair as Amber lapped up her pussy cream.

The tenderness that Amber was showing in the way she ate her out was driving Elisha crazy with excitement. It was so different from the way most guys just dove in and roughly manhandled her pussy to get her off so they could get their dick wet. She could tell that Amber actually cared more about making it good for her than just doing it so she could get her own.

Being a little more brazen with her attack, Amber remembered some of the things Floyd had done to her and sucked Elisha's clit into her mouth. Sucking on the nub, she pulled her finger out of Elisha's pussy far enough to slip another in beside it. The reaction was almost instantaneous as Elisha moaned and humped her pussy at Amber's face. Amber had to fight to keep the clit in her mouth but she was enjoying the struggle.

It felt like fireworks were going off in Elisha's head. Two fingers in her pussy and a nice warm mouth sucking and licking her clit. She was thrashing her head around and she couldn't stand it any more. Grabbing the bottom of her shirt, she arched her back so she could pull it up to her shoulders. Dropping her back down to the ground she raised her shoulders to pull her shirt off over her head. Throwing it at Amber, she half laughed half moaned as the shirt hung from Amber's head as she reached underneath her to unhook her bra.

Feeling something hit her in the head, Amber used her free hand to pull off it's resting place. Seeing that it was Elisha's shirt, she looked up just in time to see Elisha pulling her bra off. Amber gave a quick thrust with the two fingers into Elisha's pussy at the sight of the nice ripe melons sticking up proud and perky from the other girl's chest. The little pink nipples capped them so perfectly that Amber almost completely forgot about the pussy in her face.

"Eat me," Elisha demanded, humping her pussy onto Amber's fingers.

Pinching her nipples between the thumb and index fingers on each hand, Elisha moaned as the electricity coursed through her body once more. Her nipples had been almost painfully erect, but they hardened even more between her fingers. Amber's tongue on her pussy was driving her towards her climax and she could tell that it was going to be a doozy. Her breath was already coming in ragged gasps and her brain was clouding up the way it always does when a massive orgasm is about to roar through her body.

Amber couldn't believe the effect she was having on Elisha. Every time she gave her clit a flick of her tongue, a moan or wail of pleasure followed it. The juices flowing from Elisha's cunt had been rather heavy to begin with but they had turned into a torrent that was drenching her fingers before dripping onto the carpet beneath them. Deciding that she couldn't let it all go to waste, Amber pulled her soaked fingers out and started lapping the cream straight from the source.

Feeling Amber's tongue spearing into her pussy, Elisha clamped her thighs around the brown haired vixen's head. Her orgasm was so close that the slightest thing might set if off inside her. When Amber's well lubricated finger pressed against her anus, that was the catalyst. Arching her back, she pressed her pussy onto Amber's tongue and let it all go.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming," Elisha screamed, shuddering wickedly as she came all over Amber's face.

Amber didn't quite make out the words since her ears were covered tightly by Elisha's thighs, but she got the gist of it when she felt Elisha's ass locked down on her finger. She had just gotten it in to the first knuckle when the ring of muscle clamped down and gripped it like a vise. The second clue to Elisha's orgasm was the flow of cream coming from her cunt stepped another notch and threatened to drown her if she didn't lick it up as fast as she could. Even then some of it still escaped and trickled between Elisha's ass cheeks onto the finger between them.

"Oh shit," Elisha sighed when she had come down from the monster orgasm. "I haven't cum like that in forever."

"Glad I could be of service," Amber said, blushing now that her mind had cleared enough to fully realize what she'd just done.

"I don't know whether I should repay you or run from the room screaming," Elisha said. Seeing the look of alarm in Amber's eyes at the possibility of her telling anyone that would listen about what had just happened, Elisha soothed her by saying "I'm leaning towards paying you back."

"You, um, don't have to, you know," Amber stuttered, suddenly self-conscious and nervous.

"I've gone this far, I might as well go the rest of the way," Elisha said, sitting up to look Amber in the eye.

As Amber opened her mouth to say something, Elisha leaned in and kissed her. I didn't have the intensity or shock capacity of their first kiss, but the fact that she was the one initiating the kiss made up for it. Elisha could taste herself on Amber's lips and it made the kiss even hotter for her.

Amber leaned back, eyes half closed when Elisha broke the kiss. Before she could say anything, Elisha was pulling her shirt off over her head to reveal the simple blue bra that she'd worn to match the blue cotton panties she had on. If she'd known that she was going to have company in her room like this she would've opted for something a little lacier with more sex appeal.

Elisha didn't mind the utilitarian approach with Amber's underwear one bit. She herself preferred simple undergarments except for her thongs and even then she only wore the fancier ones when she knew she was going get laid later. The thong was a staple of her wardrobe whenever she was going to be out and about. They just made her feel sexy, and only going commando like she had today made her feel sexier than when she had a thong on.

The butterflies returned to Amber's stomach once again as Elisha nervously cupped her tits through her bra. She moaned when Elisha pulled the cups down to expose her erect nipples to the air that had been warmed considerably by the fire and the heat they had generated. When Elisha sucked one of her nipples into her mouth, Amber instinctively clasped her head to her chest like she was breast feeding a child.

Sucking on one nipple, Elisha used her hands to reach behind Amber's back and unhook her bra. When the hook gave with minimal effort, Elisha pulled the straps down and let the bra fall onto Amber's bare legs without releasing the nipple from between her lips once. Not wanting to be accused of favoritism. she switched nipples and sucked on it like she had with the other one.

Still clutching Elisha's head to her chest, Amber reached out to push her pants down. They weren't hard to get off since Elisha had already managed to get them down to her ankles during their little wrestling match, but it was still a little tricky to do without dislodging her nipple from Elisha's mouth. Luckily, Elisha solved that problem by nibbling on the nipple.

Letting the nipple slip from her lips, Elisha pushed Amber onto her back and started kissing her way down her stomach. Reaching the belly button, Elisha gave a little lick around the rim and even gave a little tug on the piercing that resided there with her teeth. She liked it when guys gave her navel some attention and she wanted to see if Amber was the same way. The giggle and lack of protest let Elisha know that Amber at least didn't mind having her belly button played with. She filed that little tidbit of knowledge away in the back of her mind as she continued down Amber's stomach.

Amber moaned as she felt Elisha's fingers on her sex. The touches were tentative at first, but grew bolder as she got used to the idea of touching another woman. They started off just trailing between the lips of her pussy before pulling them apart to get an up close view of her insides.

Once again Amber noted the difference between how Elisha was going about it compared to how Michelle had handled her. Elisha was just sort of feeling her out and trying to decide the best way to proceed whereas Michelle had expertly jumped in and knew what buttons to push and when. Both had their strong points, but Amber kind of liked the idea of being the first woman that Elisha had touched in this manner.

As she slipped a finger into Amber's overheated snatch, Elisha marveled at how tight it was. Sure she had no real point of comparison other than herself, but she didn't remember her pussy ever feeling this snug around her digit even when she was still a virgin. Pulling the finger back out, she brought it up to her face. The scent of Amber's pussy was all over her finger and it filled her nose as she hesitantly licked the juices off. Deciding that she liked the taste, she greedily sucked it into her mouth and slurped it clean.

The sight of Elisha ravenously sucking her finger clean made Amber's pussy spasm. It was just so hot to watch her turn into a cunt loving slut right in front of her eyes. As hot as it was though, Amber was dying to feel the focus returned to her needy little pussy. It felt like it was on fire and the lack of attention was making it all itchy with desire.

"Please," Amber begged, using her fingers to spread her pussy out for Elisha. When Elisha didn't immediately respond, Amber lewdly rubbed her clit and gasped loudly to get the attention she so desperately needed.

When all that remained on her finger was her own saliva, Elisha slipped it out of her mouth and ran her tongue along Amber's slick labia. It tasted even better straight from the source than it had on her finger as Elisha lapped up the juices leaking from Amber's hole. Pushing Amber's hand out of the way so she could use her own fingers to rub the little knob at the top of her pussy.

Amber was beside herself with glee as the sensations washed over her. Elisha's tongue was working wonders on her pussy. Every time it swiped it's way across her erogenous zone she could feel a jolt of power ripple throughout her body. Even the hair on her head seemed to be alive with the energy. Grabbing the back of Elisha's head, she pushed it hard against her cunt and urged her to tongue her like there was no tomorrow. In fact, in her head she wasn't even sure if there was a tomorrow, nor would she be too broken up about it if there wasn't as long as she died with a smile on her face tonight.

"You like that?" Elisha asked between licks. Her lips and mouth was covered in Amber's secretions and she figured she was starting to look like a glazed doughnut.

"Yeah," Amber mewled, bucking her hips at the fingers rubbing her clit.

"Anything else you want me to do?" Elisha asked, not sure whether she should just continue doing what she was doing or try something new.

"My ass," Amber gasped, closing her eyes.

Elisha's question had piqued Amber curiosity, and she wanted to see what Elisha's finger felt like in her butt. The first time Floyd had tried it she'd shied away, but ever since she'd let him fuck her in the ass she'd developed almost a fetish for it. It wasn't something she was ready to admit to in public, or even in private for that matter, but fingering her asshole while she played with herself had become one of her favorite ways to pass the time in the couple weeks since she'd caught Floyd and Michelle.

Elisha, however, interpreted the response slightly different from what Amber had meant. She thought Amber was asking for her to tongue her asshole instead of stick a finger inside. It wasn't something she would've considered under normal circumstances, but this certainly wasn't normal for her by any stretch of the imagination.

Amber's eyes shot open when she felt Elisha's tongue flitting around the edges of her anus. No one had ever put their tongue there and the unexpected action shocked her. As it pressed against her back door, Amber moaned and pushed her ass down against the invader. It felt so dirty to have someone licking her little rosebud.

Getting more and more into the sensuality of the act, Elisha kept rubbing Amber's clit. By this point she was drilling her tongue into Amber's backside as she held her butt cheeks apart with her free hand. Changing tactics a little, Elisha ran her tongue from Amber's asshole to the bottom of her pussy and back along the little stretch of skin between the holes. The increased moaning from Amber let her know that she was doing very good.

"I'm gonna cum," Amber managed to get out between gasps and jumbled moans of ecstasy.

"Naughty girl, gonna cum with my tongue in her asshole," Elisha teased.

"Yeah, fuck my ass with that tongue," Amber cooed, feeling the familiar feelings of release creeping up on her. One last flick of Elisha's tongue on her anus and she was over the edge falling into the sweet abyss of orgasm.

The moment Amber's climax hit, Elisha moved up and clamped her mouth around Amber's gushing hole. She voraciously sucked the cum, determined to drink as much of it as she could and that not a single drop would be wasted. She actually came pretty close to accomplishing that goal, but a few drops still managed to elude her.

Collapsing onto the floor both of them suddenly felt the combined effects of the alcohol and sex take their toll. Barely lifting their heads, they smiled at each other and dropped off into slumber that really was more akin to passing out than merely falling asleep.

+ * + * +

Opening her eyes to sunlight streaming in through the windows the next morning, Elisha took in her surroundings. The events of the previous day were hazy at best thanks to the half bottle of tequila she'd consumed. To get a better look at the room she was in, she tried to roll over onto her side. She immediately rolled back onto her back as she felt a twinge of pain in her back and a throbbing headache in her skull.

"Ow," she groaned, clapping one hand to her back and the other to her pulsing head. The pain brought back the memory of colliding with someone who had been in her way. Her back must have tightened up over night and now she was paying for the collision.

Suddenly she became aware of the chill in the room. The cold air made her shiver as it seemed to seep into her naked skin from all around. It made her wonder how she'd come to be laying naked on the floor of a room that wasn't her own. Her first thought was that she'd found some cute guy and been swept off her feet, obviously with the aid with of copious amounts of liquor judging by the massive hang over she seemed to be dealing with.

Fighting the tightness in her back, she rolled over onto her side and was greeted by the sight of another naked girl that she didn't recognize at first sprawled out on her back. Elisha's head was immediately filled with images of running over her on her snowboard. She also got flashes of some of the things they'd done just before passing out. It was enough to make her gasp in a combination of horror and titillation.

"Oh my head," the other girl groaned as she too came awake.

"This might sound odd, but is your name Amber?" Elisha asked, trying to figure out if she'd remembered her name right.

"Yeah," Amber nodded. She instantly regretted the motion as her headache intensified considerably.

"Did we, well, you know?" Elisha asked, not sure whether she was more embarrassed by the idea that she'd fucked a woman or that she couldn't remember anything more than small flashes of it. She was sure though that it was magnificent if it had indeed happened.

"Yeah, at least I think so," Amber responded. "You're not going to tell anyone are you?"

"No, I think I'll keep this as quiet as I can," Elisha replied quickly.

"Good, because it was just the alcohol. We're not lesbians or anything," Amber said despite knowing deep down that she would've done it again in a heartbeat sober.

"No, of course not. It was just the tequila," Elisha agreed even though she too knew the alcohol had very little to do with what had happened.

With every moment that passed, both of them remembered more and more about what had transpired. From the wrestling match that ended with Amber kissing Elisha to Elisha hovering over Amber with her tongue and fingers busy in Amber's various holes. Neither one wanted to admit that they had enjoyed the sex so thoroughly, and the awkwardness of the moment showed. It was that typical morning after moment when two people wake up and aren't quite sure whether they want it to be just a one night stand or if they should see if there might be something more to it. This was something completely new for Amber since the only times she woken up next to someone after sex she'd been with Floyd and had already been in a committed relationship with him, or at least she had thought she was.

"Do you want to get some breakfast or something?" Elisha offered at last.

"That would be good," Amber accepted. "I really need to shower first though."

"That's okay, I'll go to my room and clean up too," Elisha said. "Meet you back here in a half hour?"

"Perfect," Amber decided. Remembering how they'd met, Amber asked "How's your back?"

"Sore, but it'll be fine once I get moving," Elisha replied, limping toward the door. "We should hit the slopes after we get something to eat. It should be nice and loose by then."

+ * + * +

In the shower, all Amber could think about was the night before. Some of the details were still blurry but she remembered enough to know that it had been pretty mind blowing. She could almost feel Elisha's tongue on her pussy and she thought she could still taste Elisha's juices on her in her mouth. It was all so erotic that she would've masturbated right there in the shower if she weren't so pressed for time.

As she stepped out of the shower she thought about Michelle. She had blamed Floyd more for sleeping with Michelle since Michelle had all but said that she'd fuck Floyd and she hadn't outright objected. In Michelle's mind that was as good as a green light. It was Floyd who should've turned Michelle down if he had cared about her at all.

Her problems with Michelle had more to do with the mixed feelings swirling in her brain. She wasn't sure what to make of the attraction she held for her friend and had even gone so far as to suggest that Michelle had done something to her to make her feel that way. That suggestion was immediately cast aside yet it still stuck in her back of her mind somewhere.

The knowledge that she'd fucked another woman, and even been the seductress to a point, was shedding new light on the way she looked at herself. Maybe Michelle wasn't to blame for the way she was feeling. Maybe she was just going through a phase in her life where women turned her on and she'd grow out of it, or maybe she wouldn't.

"I should call Michelle," Amber muttered to herself as she got dressed. "Talk to her and see if the friendship can be salvaged."

That step taken, Amber felt much better. The hot shower had melted away much of the hangover and the afterglow from the sex was shining through. It wasn't quite as bright as the gleam in her eyes after she got fucked good and proper by Floyd, but any glow brightened her up considerably.

Hearing a knock on her door, she took a look at herself in the mirror and nodded appreciatively. She was wearing tight blue jeans and a Black Flag sweat shirt. Grabbing her green parka and black hat, she opened the door.

"Ready to go?" Elisha asked.

"Yeah, who's your friend?" Amber asked, noticing the slightly shorter redheaded girl standing next to Elisha.

"Lindsay Lohan," the redhead said anxiously, holding out her hand.

"Nice to meet you Lindsay," Amber said, shaking Lindsay's hand.

"Lindsay's here filming a movie," Elisha explained. "I bumped into her a couple days ago and-."

"Elisha's been teaching me to snowboard when I've got time in between filming," Lindsay said, cutting Elisha off.

"You don't mind if she tags along do you? I forgot that I promised to board with her this morning until she showed up at my door in the middle of my shower," Elisha clarified.

"No problem," Amber agreed, grabbing her rented board and gear.

Since Lindsay had already eaten, Amber and Elisha had just grabbed a couple muffins and some coffee from the lobby on the way out. They munched on their muffins while the three of them got ready. By the time their hunger was sated they were ready to go.

"Keep your weight on the back of the board," Elisha advised Lindsay while the redhead picked herself up after a fall.

"I know, I know," Lindsay sighed, exasperated.

"If you know, then do it," Elisha commented. "Watch Amber. She couldn't stay up for more than thirty seconds at a time when I ran over her yesterday and now she's going over jumps like they're nothing."

"I've also had more than a few hours practice spread out over a couple days," Amber reminded her.

"Don't tell her that or she'll use it as an excuse," Elisha murmured quietly to Amber.

The two of them stood and watched Lindsay take a small jump without falling. They both clapped dutifully for her and laughed when the redhead stopped to take a bow.

"About last night," Amber started when Lindsay was out of earshot, "I liked it. I mean, I really liked it."

"Me too," Elisha admitted, making Amber heave a sigh of relief. "It's all I've been able to think about this morning."

"Want to do it again?" Amber offered.

"Here? Now?" Elisha asked, looking around.

"I was thinking more like tonight or something, but I'm game if you are," Amber grinned.

Seeing a thick stand of trees nearby, Elisha nodded towards them. "It's the slow part of the morning where the early risers are warming up before heading back out and the afternoon and evening crowd is still in bed."

"What about Lindsay?" Amber asked, already moving toward the tree line.

"She can join in if she wants," Elisha sarcastically remarked.

"I meant will she notice if we're not there," Amber specified, rolling her eyes.

"Hey Lindsay," Elisha called out. "We're going to get some coffee. Try to take a run on your own."

"Okay," the redhead called back, already heading downhill.

"How are we going to explain the fact that we don't have coffee when we get back?" Amber asked Elisha.

"Simple, we drank it on the way back and threw the cups in a garbage can," Elisha said, taking off for the trees.

Once they were far enough into the trees that they were sure they wouldn't be seen, Amber pressed Elisha against one of the trees and kissed her. They couldn't claim it was tequila that was making them do it this time, but neither seemed to mind much. They just wanted to give themselves over to the desire that had been building inside.

Unbuttoning Elisha's pants, Amber pressed her tongue into her friend's mouth and pushed her hand into her pants. Elisha moaned into Amber's mouth as she felt Amber's fingers stroking her pussy through her panties. Amber noticed that the front of the panties had already started to soak through even before she touched them.

Wanting better access, Amber pushed Elisha's pants down. Pulling the panties to the side, Amber felt the thrill of having sex in public. The thought that anyone might stumble upon them was almost as intoxicating as the scent of pussy that was assaulting her senses.

Licking up some of the froth that had already started leaking out, Amber knew she had taken a step that couldn't be taken back. She was officially a pussy loving slut, but it didn't bother her as much as she might have thought it would. In fact, the idea was really growing on her.

"Eat me," Elisha moaned as Amber's tongue worked it's way along her slit.

Taking her at her word, Amber lifted one of Elisha's legs and ducked her head so the thigh rested on her shoulder. Elisha's pants were around her knees and bunched up right behind her head so it seemed easier to lift the other leg and rest it on her shoulders as well. Elisha was now completely off the ground with her whole weight on Amber's shoulders and the tree she was leaning back on.

"Oh fuck," Elisha groaned as Amber stuck a thumb in her pussy. She was trying to keep the noise down but she wasn't sure she'd be able to keep quiet much longer.

"You like this?" Amber asked quietly, nibbling on Elisha's clit with her teeth.

"Uh, yeah," Elisha hissed, biting her bottom lip so she didn't scream out.

"Does it make you feel naughty knowing that someone could see us fucking like this?" Amber inquired, wanting to get Elisha off as quick as possible.

"Fuck me, I don't care if someone sees," Elisha commanded, humping her pussy onto Amber's thumb and tongue.

"You want to cum don't you? You want to cum all over my face," Amber said, surprising herself with what she was saying. It was so unlike her yet it seemed so natural at the same time.

"Cum-," Elisha gasped, cutting herself off before she shrieked loud enough to draw everyone within a mile to them.

Amber almost came herself just watching Elisha's pussy grab and milk her thumb. It was the first time she'd really watched a pussy cum and it fascinated her. The rhythmic spasms as it opened and closed around her thumb made her want to give Elisha another orgasm just so she could watch again.

"That was great," Elisha said when Amber put her feet back on the ground.

"We better get back before someone finds us," Amber suggested.

"You better clean yourself up a little," Elisha commented, noting the wetness on Amber's chin and around her mouth. "Just rub some snow on it and no one will notice."

Neither Amber or Elisha saw the figure that had watched them fuck from behind a tree. They also failed to notice the wisp of red hair trailing behind the figure as it slipped away while they were getting themselves back together.

"Thanks for noticing," Amber said, grabbing a handful of snow to wash Elisha's cum from around her mouth. She felt a little stupid for not thinking of it first, but she reminded herself that she was almost as new to this sort of thing as Elisha.

"I think I should be the one thanking you," Elisha snorted, hooking her arm in Amber's. She wasn't worried about anyone reading too much into it since it's a common thing for friends to do.

+ * + * +

"You didn't get me any coffee?" Lindsay asked when she saw the two girls walking toward her.

"You should have said you wanted some," Elisha said, making an effort to hide the smile on her face from the orgasm she'd just had.

"It must have been good coffee," Lindsay said, noting their empty hands.

"It sure was," Amber said, trying hard not to giggle as she and Elisha shared a glance at Lindsay's incidental irony.

"How was your trip down the slope?" Elisha asked Lindsay, changing the subject.

"It was great. I didn't fall down or anything," the young redhead exclaimed excitedly.

"How about we go the grown up hill and race?" Elisha suggested. She knew she'd win, but just watching Lindsay was getting a little boring even with the little break that her and Amber had just taken.

"Sounds like fun," Amber agreed.

"I guess if you two are going I'll go too, even though we all know I'm going to lose," Lindsay pouted, picking up her board.

"We'll take it easy on you Linds," Elisha said, pinching Lindsay's cheek.

"Ow, I hate it when people do that," Lindsay said, brushing Elisha's hand away.

"That's the price you pay for being so darn cute," Elisha said, lowering her voice like she was talking to a little kid or a puppy.

"Knock it off," Lindsay snapped. She was tired of people looking at her like a kid. She was almost 18, but everyone still seemed to think of her as the girl from the Parent Trap remake.

"I'll meet you guys there," Amber said when her phone rang while they were walking over to the chair lift.

"Don't make us wait to long or me and Linds will start without you," Elisha called over her shoulder.

"Hello?" Amber answered the phone. She'd looked at the caller ID but it wasn't working right and she didn't recognize the number.

"Amber?" A feminine voice with a British accent came across the other line.

"Yeah, and this is?" Amber returned.

"This is Kate, from the party at Floyd's dorm," Kate supplied, making Amber wince at Floyd's name.

"Hi Kate," Amber said warmly. The two of them had gone shopping a couple times before she'd caught Floyd cheating on her and they'd hit it off well. "What's up?"

"I was just wondering if you wanted to go shopping or see a movie or something. Rich is practicing with his band tonight so I was hoping you'd want to do something," Kate said.

"I'd love to, but I'm not really in town," Amber said regretfully.

"That's too bad," Kate said. "Did something happen between you and Floyd? He's been moping around for days now."

"That's a long story that I really don't want to get into right now," Amber said, hoping she didn't sound too abrupt.

"So something did happen," Kate said. "I won't push for details, but I really hope you can work it out. You two just seemed so good for each other."

We were good for each other, but then he threw it away, Amber thought to herself. She was being bitter, but she had every right to be after what he'd done. A broken heart breeds bitterness until you can finally move past it and she wasn't ready to just move on quite yet.

"I'll be back in a couple days, maybe we could do something then," Amber suggested.

"That would be great. Floyd's birthday is tomorrow, so I have to go make sure Rich got him his present," Kate said. "Talk to you when you get back."

"Sounds good," Amber agreed, hanging up and putting the phone back in her coat pocket.

+ * + * +

"Was that your boyfriend?" Elisha asked when Amber found them at the top of the slope.

"No, the girlfriend of the guy across the hall from my boyfriend. Well, he's not my boyfriend. Actually he is, but he isn't," Amber tried to explain, but getting herself confused instead.

"She's got man trouble," Elisha said to Lindsay, just loud enough for Amber to hear.

"I don't have man trouble," Amber snapped. "Are we going to do this or what?"

"How about we make it more interesting?" Elisha suggested. "How about if the winner picks what we do tonight and the losers have to pay?"

"Why don't you just tell us what you want right now and we'll pay. We might as well skip the race since we all know you're going to win," Lindsay said to Elisha, rolling her eyes.

"Where's the fun in that?" Elisha asked. "Come on Linds. You never know, you just might win. You could turn it into a slumber party full of Britney Spears music and hot fudge sundaes"

"I'm not twelve years old," Lindsay said, fuming at the way Elisha was making her sound like a little kid. Slumber parties were fun three years ago but she had outgrown them long ago.

"Then win the race and show us that you're not twelve," Elisha chided her. "Ready? Okay, go on the count of three."

"I don't trust you to count. You cheat," Lindsay giggled, the anger of moments ago already almost forgotten.

"I'm telling you, I didn't cheat at poker. Someone must have screwed up and put five aces in the deck," Elisha sighed. "Fine, then Amber can count. You trust her, don't you?"

"More than you," Lindsay quipped.

"Okay then, Amber, you count," Elisha said, getting ready to go.

"One, two, thr-," Amber counted but stopped when Lindsay took off early.

Elisha didn't bother to wait once she saw Lindsay go and took off after her. Giving up, Amber took off after them but both of them were so far ahead that they were both waiting for her when she got to the bottom.

"You left early and I still won," Elisha gloated to Lindsay.

"You both left early, so I think I should win by forfeit," Amber said.

"Sounds good to me," Lindsay agreed. Turning to Elisha, she added "As long as anyone but you wins I'm fine."

"See if I teach you how to play any more games," Elisha snorted, pinching Lindsay's cheeks just to irritate her.

"Stop that. You know I hate it when you do that," Lindsay said, pulling away from Elisha's hands.

"Aww, you know you love it," Elisha said, smiling at Lindsay. "So, what do you have in mind for us tonight?"

"I'm kind of tired, so maybe dinner and rent some movies?" Amber tossed out there.

"I know a good Chinese place," Lindsay suggested. "They have great egg rolls."

"Good, you go order and Amber and I will go rent movies," Elisha told Lindsay. "Anything you want to see?"

"I've been wanting to see 'Kill Bill' but didn't get the chance to see it in theaters," Lindsay answered.

"Leave it to the kid to pick the violent movie," Elisha whispered to Amber, bringing a snicker of laughter.

"Since your twenty one, you can buy the alcohol," Amber told Elisha as they headed back to the lodge to change and go to the video store.

+ * + * +

"Don't start the next movie yet, I have to go to the bathroom," Elisha said as Amber loaded Kill Bill. The couple beers she'd had during Lost In Translation were starting to work their way through and she wanted to make sure she didn't miss any of the next movie.

They had all changed out of the clothes they had been wearing earlier in favor of indoor clothing before migrating to Amber's room for Chinese food and movies. Amber was wearing a pair of blue pajama bottoms and an old Cubs shirt that had belonged to Floyd and she hadn't been able to bring herself to get rid of. Elisha had gone with a white tank top and light green boxers that showed off great legs which currently had a pair of Tweety Bird slippers attached to her feet. Lindsay, not expecting slumber party apparel, had shown up in black sweat pants and a black Jay-Z tee shirt.

"Scarlett Johansson was great, wasn't she? How she didn't get nominated for Oscar, I'll never know," Amber told Lindsay, making idle chitchat while Elisha was out of the room.

"She was good, but not as good as the show I got this afternoon," Lindsay said offhand.

"What show was that?" Amber asked.

"You and Elisha," Lindsay said, making Amber do a double take. "I saw you guys against the tree."

Amber went pale at the revelation. Her first thought was that Lindsay was going to tell and she'd be outed as a lesbian even though she wasn't one. Sure she'd experimented a couple times recently, but that didn't make her a lesbian did it?

"It wasn't what it looked like," Amber protested.

"Elisha had her pants around her knees and her legs around your head. I may be a little young, but I've been around long enough to know what was happening," Lindsay said, drinking the last of her beer. "Don't worry, I'm not going to tell anyone."

"What are you two talking about?" Elisha asked, coming out of the bathroom. She took her seat on the couch next to Amber while Lindsay sat on the floor.

"Music," Lindsay answered. "I was just telling her how much I liked Ja Rule."

"She'd never get along with my friend Michelle," Amber said, rolling her eyes. "Michelle loves Eminem and 50 Cent, and is always talking about how much she hates Ja Rule. I could care less about any of them, but I still have to listen when she starts ranting."

"I'm with your friend on that one. Eminem rules, Ja Rule drools," Elisha said, pointing her finger at Lindsay.

"I'm from New York, so I never really got into the west coast sound," Lindsay shrugged. Laying on her stomach, she said "Since Elisha's back, start the movie."

+ * + * +

"That kicked major ass," Lindsay exclaimed when Kill Bill was over.

"Yeah it did," Amber agreed.

It had been good, but her mind had been a little preoccupied with Lindsay's motives to fully pay attention. She had also had trouble keeping her eyes from wandering to Lindsay's ass so tantalizingly close but so far away. Did she want something to keep her quiet, or was she gloating that she'd caught them in such an intimate moment? Maybe she was just bluffing and really didn't see anything. The only way to find out was to ask, Amber thought.

"Lindsay was telling me about seeing something great this afternoon while we were getting coffee," Amber said.

"Oh really, what'd you see?" Elisha asked Lindsay, intrigued.

"It was a live sex show," Lindsay said, making Elisha instinctively cast a glance at Amber.

"Where'd you see that?" Elisha inquired.

"In the woods where you guys went to get your coffee. I'm surprised you didn't see it too," Lindsay replied, sitting up to face them.

"We must have just missed it," Elisha said nervously.

"Or maybe it was you two that I was watching," Lindsay finally announced.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Elisha said, giving Lindsay her best clueless expression.

"I already told Amber I'm not going to tell anyone. Besides, it looked fun," Lindsay said, making both Amber and Elisha stare at her slack jawed.

"I still don't know what you're talking about, and you're too young to be watching that kind of thing," Elisha said defensively.

"I'm almost eighteen and I haven't been a virgin for a couple years," Lindsay snapped. "I'm sick of people thinking I'm just this little kid that shouldn't have any fun."

"You want some fun?" Elisha remarked, sliding off the couch. "We'll show you fun."

Before Lindsay could answer Elisha was already next to her. She'd said that watching Amber and Elisha fuck in the woods looked like fun, and she meant it, but it was still a bit of a shock when Elisha grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Elisha's lips were softer than any lips she'd ever kissed before and she was far better at it than any of Lindsay's previous boyfriends. The combined effect had her melting against Elisha.

At first all Amber could do was watch. Sure she'd been the aggressor with Elisha, but she was still new enough to it all that two women kissing still shocked her a little. Of course she eventually had to get in there and get some for herself, but it was erotic enough to watch Elisha kiss Lindsay that she didn't right away mind being left out.

Neither Elisha or Lindsay noticed Amber kick off her slippers and slide off the couch. They were so wrapped up in their kiss that they had forgotten almost all about her until each of them felt a hand on their one of their breasts. Even then they just thought that the other one was taking it to the next step. It wasn't until Elisha went to return the gesture to Lindsay and felt another hand already in place that she realized that Amber had gotten into the act as well.

"You want to kiss her?" Elisha asked Amber when she'd finally pulled away from Lindsay.

Without answering, Amber hungrily leaned in and kissed Lindsay. Biting on Lindsay's lower lip, Amber gave it a little tug before pressing their lips together again. When she felt a hand on her chest, she parted her lips and gave a low moan into Lindsay's mouth. She was pleasantly surprised when Lindsay responded by opening her own mouth and running her tongue along Amber's lips.

"That's so hot," Elisha whispered into Amber's ear while her hands cupped Amber's tits from behind.

As Lindsay's tongue played around her lips and teeth, Amber used the tip of her own tongue to caress and massage Lindsay's with the tip. When Elisha's hands started working further south, Amber lifted herself up and pushed Lindsay back toward the ground. Breaking the kiss, Amber lifted Lindsay's shirt up exposing creamy white skin and even a freckle or two to match the mass of them on her cheeks and nose.

Elisha wasn't idly watching Lindsay's stomach come into view, though she did keep an eye on the developments. She was too busy pulling Amber's own shirt off to pay too much attention though. Her hands were under Amber's shirt from behind and quickly sliding up towards her tits by the time Lindsay's shirt reached the bottom of her breasts.

Lindsay couldn't believe what was happening as Amber pulled her shirt off. She had been aroused watching Amber eat Elisha's pussy in the woods, but here she was about to engage in a threesome with both of them. Looking down her body, she saw Amber's cute face staring lasciviously at her as her bra encased tits became exposed to her gaze. The look on Amber's face made her subconsciously squeeze her thighs together and she could feel her panties starting to soak through with her juices.

As Amber stared at Lindsay's tits in the little pink bra she was wearing, she moaned when Elisha's fingers closed around her fast hardening nipples. Latching her hands onto Lindsay's breasts, Amber fondled them while Elisha tugged on her own nipples. Letting go of Lindsay, Amber leaned back against Elisha and pulled her shirt off over her head so both girls could lay eyes on her topless form.

Taking the opportunity, Lindsay reached under herself and unhooked her bra. By the time Amber's eyes returned to her, she was already pulling the bra down her arms. Tossing it on the floor next to Amber's shirt with one hand, Lindsay reached up and grabbed onto Amber's arm to pull her down to her with the other.

Elisha gave Amber's nipples one last tug before letting her hands drift down her stomach. As she did so she kept her eyes on Lindsay's now naked tits. Reaching Amber's waist, Elisha reached around the front and untied the draw string that kept the pajama bottoms tight around her. Sliding a hand inside, Elisha wasn't surprised to find a lack of underwear awaiting her.

Amber herself could barely believe that she was doing what she was doing as her lips locked around one Lindsay's nipples. She could scarcely recognize herself while her tongue flicked the nipple in her mouth. It wasn't that long ago that she was a virgin and here she was indulging in a carnal act with another woman not even for the first time that day. The idea would have repulsed her a month ago and even shocked her just a few days ago, yet here she was sucking on a virtual stranger's tit while another virtual stranger ran her hand through her pubic hair.

Pulling her hand out of Amber's pajamas, Elisha grabbed them and tugged them down over Amber's bare ass. As she pulled them down Amber's legs, she planted kisses on the rear end that was sticking up in front of her. Once the pajamas were past Amber's knees, it was easy for Elisha to pull them down her calves and over her feet.

"Ooh," Amber moaned against Lindsay's breast as she felt Elisha's fingers glide over her slit from behind.

Feeling Elisha's finger pressing against her hole, Amber pushed back against it as she kissed her way down Lindsay's stomach. Reaching Lindsay's waist, she grabbed the waistband of her sweatpants. She motioned for Lindsay to lift her ass up so she could pull the pants down and get more of her skin into her view.

Not knowing quite what she was doing, but knowing that she wanted to do it, Lindsay eagerly complied. Her pussy was so wet from the limited action so far that there was no way she wasn't going to go for it. The look on Amber's face as she laid eyes on her drenched panties only confirmed further to her that she should be doing this.

As Amber pulled Lindsay's pants the rest of the way off, all she could do was stare at her panties. They had started pink to match her bra, but they were so wet that they had turned sheer and she could clearly see the outline of Lindsay's pussy lips pressed against the material. She could also see a mat of red pubic hair proving that indeed the carpets do match the drapes.

Not bothering to even pull the panties off, Amber leaned her head down and licked Lindsay's pussy through her underwear. Immediately she contemplated the difference between the tastes of Lindsay's and Elisha's pussies. They tasted much the same, yet at the same time they tasted different. There was a fundamental difference that allowed her to differentiate between them even though they tasted so much alike.

Feeling Elisha pull her butt cheeks apart to give her better access, Amber was snapped out of her reverie of comparing the flavors of her two new friends. Grabbing onto the sides of Lindsay's underwear, Amber jerked them down and almost ripped them in her haste to get them out of her way. Pushing back against Elisha's now probing tongue, she ran her fingers through the bush in front of her face.

Head spinning with the experience, Lindsay lifted her head to watch as Amber's fingers made contact with her most private parts. Seeing Elisha behind Amber only heightened the new sensations coursing through the little redhead. When Amber spread her pussy open and gave it a broad lick with her tongue, Lindsay bit her lip and a shiver of expectation rolled through her body.

Behind Amber, Elisha was really digging into her pussy. For all intents and purposes, this was her first taste of pussy. It was the second time she had gone down on Amber, but the first time she had been so drunk that all she could remember of it were little snippets here and there, and even those were a little blurry. This time she was clear headed enough to really enjoy it, and better still she knew that she'd remember it when she woke up.

Feeling Elisha pull away from behind, Amber bemoaned the loss but she was too busy getting a taste of Lindsay to really wonder where she was going. When her legs were spread wider, she heard Elisha sliding underneath her and knew what was going on. When Elisha's hands grabbed her ass and pulled down, she enthusiastically complied and was rewarded by Elisha's tongue twirling around her snatch.

"Fuck," Lindsay groaned as Amber's tongue flicked her clit. She had her head lifted up and tilted to the side so she could watch Elisha work on Amber while Amber worked on her. It was almost too much for the youngster.

Slipping a finger into Lindsay's twat, Amber started working it in and out in time with the flicks her tongue was making on the redhead's overheated pleasure bud. There was so much cream leaking out of Lindsay's cunt that every plunge Amber's finger made caused more to leak out and drip down between the butt cheeks of the youngest member of the menage a trois.

Seeing that gave Amber an idea. With her finger good and wet, Amber traced her way until she felt Lindsay's rosebud underneath it. Pressing gently, Lindsay's mouth opened wide in a silent moan as the tip penetrated her virgin anus. Pushing further, Amber worked the finger in until it was in up to the second knuckle. Sucking Lindsay's clit into her mouth, Amber sucked on it while she sawed her finger in and out of her asshole.

"Fuck my ass," Lindsay gasped, finally getting her speech back. She was humping her hips up at Amber's mouth but pushing against the finger in her butt as well.

Under Amber Elisha had one hand on Amber's ass and one hand inside her boxers while she drove her tongue into Amber's cunt. Her neck was starting to tire from bobbing it up and down so she instead moved the hand on Amber's butt to her hole. Pushing two fingers into her cunt, Elisha moved her tongue forward to Amber's clit.

"Mmm," Amber moaned when Elisha sucked her clit into her mouth. She had the middle finger of one hand in Lindsay's ass and the thumb of the same hand in the teen's cunt while her tongue flicked rapidly over her clit. The mutual pleasure had her steaming toward an orgasm and she didn't know how long she could hold out.

"Oh God, ooh," Lindsay cooed, feeling her own climax only seconds away as Amber worked her sensitive snatch over.

Hearing the other two moaning, Elisha rubbed her cunt furiously. She knew they were about to cum and didn't want to be the one left out. Opening her mouth, she shoved her tongue into Amber's pussy and started to suck the juice straight from the opening.

"OOOOH," Amber moaned into Lindsay's cunt as her orgasm struck her.

The vibrations from Amber's moans on her snatch caused Lindsay to buck her hips in excitement. That pushed Amber's fingers as deep into her as they could go and the thumb in her pussy brushed a highly sensitive area. That was more than enough to push her over the edge and join Amber in moaning her ecstasy.

Hearing Amber and Lindsay climax around her, Elisha plunged two fingers deep into her own pussy and felt the glorious convulsions of bliss. Every muscle in her body seemed to spasm of it's own accord as she came. It was all she could do to keep her mouth attached to Amber's pussy and keep sucking the cream out.

"Oh shit, I need a cigarette," Lindsay gasped when her breath finally started to come back to her.

"I don't smoke, but I could almost use one right now too," Amber agreed, sliding up to lay next to Lindsay.

"We're not done yet are we?" Elisha asked, getting on her knees to look at the other two.

"I'm too tired for more," Amber said. "There's always morning though."

"Fine, but I better get extra loving," Elisha sighed.

"Oh you will, believe me," Amber smiled, sitting up to grab Elisha's shirt and pull her down for a quick kiss.

"The bed might be a more comfortable place to sleep," Elisha suggested, seeing Lindsay already starting to close her eyes.

+ * + * +

Amber barely saw the slopes for the couple of days she had left on her little vacation because Elisha simply kept her too busy. Lindsay had scenes to shoot, but spent most of her free time in bed with Elisha and Amber.

Alas, the time came that Amber had to go home though. She exchanged phone numbers with her new friends and promised to keep in touch. It wouldn't be that difficult, Amber reasoned, since Elisha lived in LA as well and Lindsay was a frequent visitor to the entertainment capital of the world.

Amber got on the plane still unsure if she could trust Floyd, but she knew that Michelle wasn't responsible for what had happened. She had simply been the one that happened to wake that side of Amber's personality up.

Even though she was leaving two new friends, and a lot of hot sex, behind, Amber was looking forward to getting home to see her parents. She also couldn't wait to talk to Michelle reconnect with her closest friend. If anyone could help her get a handle on the feelings going through her head, it was Michelle.