The Color Of Amber Chapter Four - Trachtenbooty

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Now for the recap. In chapter three Amber returned home to the comfort of her best friend, Michelle Trachtenberg. Over dinner Amber confessed that she had been a naughty little girl on her trip. The confession of Amber's transgressions caused both of them to become horny as all get out and Michelle wound up introducing Amber to her collection of toys. Deciding that Amber was ready for more exploration Michelle invited Lauren Graham over but was stuck on the sidelines as Lauren dragged Amber into Michelle's room to fuck her with Michelle's toys. The story ended with Amber seducing Alexis Bledel at Michelle and Lauren's urging, and the scene quickly devolved into an orgasmic free-for-all between the four of them.

Celebs in this story are Amber Tamblyn, Michelle Trachtenberg, Elisha Cuthbert, Mila Kunis, Jennifer Garner, Keri Russell. The codes are (FF, cons, oral, anal, toys, voy). Go fuck yourself and go read something else if you dislike those codes or want something more. Or better yet, write it yourself. Oh, and I guess I should at least thank FD since I swiped his nonsensical word and made it the subtitle of the story. And now, on with the Trachtenbooty show.



"Foreclosure of a dream, those visions never seen, until all is lost, personal holocaust. Foreclosure of a dream." - Megadeth 'Foreclosure Of A Dream'


The Color of Amber Chapter Four: Trachtenbooty
by voodoojoe



"Hey," Michelle said as she pushed past Amber, a wide smile plastered on her face.

"Someone's in a good mood," Amber observed.

"This?" Michelle asked, pointing at the smile and glow on her face.

"Yeah, that," Amber said, closing the door and following after Michelle. "You look like you just had the time of your life."

"I guess you could say that. I was over at the dorm with the guys," Michelle said, setting a box down on the coffee table.

"Joe must have been really good to get a smile like that out of you," Amber grinned.

"He was busy watching a movie, but Floyd tied me to the bed and really let me have it," Michelle said, her smile getting even wider than it already was.

"What? I thought you said you were going to stick to Joe," Amber said, angry that Michelle would do it.

"Hey, I was tied to the bed," Michelle protested. "I couldn't exactly do anything about it. Sure I didn't fight much, or at all, but it wasn't my fault."

"You had to have done something to make him do it," Amber said, her anger turning towards Floyd for taking advantage of a helpless Michelle.

"Can I help it if I look so good that guys just want to fuck me?" Michelle shrugged. "You know, being on your back, legs pulled up until your knees touch your shoulders, back arched as far as it can go, and the guy practically sitting on your face while he fucks your ass isn't quite as good a position to be in as you might think."

"Sounds painful," Amber said, wincing.

"There's a bright side to it all," Michelle said.

"What's that?" Amber inquired.

"The look on your face when I say 'April Fool's' to you," Michelle said, sticking her tongue out at Amber.

"What?" Amber said, too stunned by the comment to say much of anything else.

"That's the same reaction Floyd gave me when I told him you were pregnant," Michelle said, howling with laughter.

"You told him I was pregnant?" Amber screeched.

"Yeah, I told him and even tossed in a few tears about how you were going to kill me if you knew I told him. Maybe that was why he tied me to his bed," Michelle said.

"I thought you just said that was an April Fool's day joke," Amber said, confused.

"Well, he tied me to the bed but left me screaming while he went to class. Joe finally came in a little while later with Ken and Tyson from across the hall and let me go, you know, after they left me with this smile," Michelle said, beaming at the afternoon she'd just had.

"So did you sleep with Floyd or not?" Amber asked, trying to sort through everything Michelle had said.

"Since it was the morning there wouldn't have been much sleeping involved, but no I didn't fuck him," Michelle answered.

"Good," Amber said, heaving a sigh of relief for reasons that weren't all that clear in her own mind. Seeing the box she decided to change topics. "What's in the box?"

"That's for you," Michelle said, picking it up. She had been expecting Amber's eyes to light up but instead they narrowed as she wondered what was in there. "It's nothing bad. Well, nothing I'd consider bad anyway."

"Then it could be anything," Amber said, smiling as she took the box from Michelle. Pulling the lid off she saw a vibrator like the one Michelle had except this one was still in it's package and was black instead of silver. When she lifted up the package the vibrator was in she noticed that there was also a light brown, almost skin colored dildo with straps like what Michelle had used on her laying underneath it.

"You can try them out on me if you want," Michelle offered. "Just not now, I'm a little sore. Having three guys rotate through your holes is fun but you sure pay the price when you're done."

"I wouldn't know," Amber muttered, still stunned by the 'gift' Michelle had bestowed upon her. She had the suspicion that it wasn't so much a gift for her as it was a gift for Michelle. Noticing that the vibrator's package was open she pulled it out and lifted it to her nose. Sure enough, Michelle's scent was all over the tip. "Take it for a test drive did you?"

"I had to put the batteries in, and then I had to make sure it would work. I can't give you a faulty gift now can I?" Michelle explained. "Besides, I was lonely the other night because you wouldn't come over."

"Did you use this one too, or just the battery operated one?" Amber asked, lifting the strap-on dildo out of the box by the straps.

"I had to make sure it fit, and Lauren volunteered to be on the receiving end one last time last night before she left for New York this morning," Michelle answered.

"You didn't bring her over?" Amber asked, pouting that Michelle hadn't brought Lauren over for a repeat performance of the last time they'd gotten together, minus Alexis of course.

"Hey, you're the one that wouldn't come over on Monday so I decided not to come over last night," Michelle snorted.

"I told you, I had to get up early and knew we'd be up until the early hours of the morning if I came over," Amber said, rolling her eyes. It was like she was Michelle's girlfriend and had to be at her beck and call all the time.

"Your mom would've understood if you got there a couple hours later," Michelle pouted.

"Maybe, but I didn't really want to tell her that slept in because I had been up all night fucking you," Amber returned.

"That would've been funny," Michelle said, laughing at the image of Amber's mom with a look of complete shock on her face after hearing that.

"Yeah, but I like my mom enough that I don't want to give her a heart attack," Amber said, forced to join in the laughter over the image.

"I think I'm going to go home and take a nice bath or something. My ass is killing me," Michelle announced. "Come over tonight?"

"Why don't you come over so I can try my new toys out?" Amber countered.

"I really need that bath then if I'm going to be getting it again tonight," Michelle grinned as she headed for the door.

"Just don't tell any more people that I'm pregnant. I don't want to spend the night having to explain to my mom that it was just a practical joke," Amber told her.

"I don't want that either because the more time you spend on the phone with your mom the less you time spend fucking me," Michelle shrugged. Suddenly her mouth tilted up in a devilish smile. "We could always mess around while you're on the phone. It'd be fun watching you squirm and trying to tell your mom you stubbed your toe to cover up a moan."

"No," Amber said flatly. The idea of having sex while on the phone with her mom wasn't something she wanted to try. Having a sex with a woman while doing it appealed to her even less.

"Fine, but I bet it would've been hot," Michelle said, sticking her nose up in the air in a mock pout.

"For you maybe," Amber snorted.

Finally they both grinned and laughed it off. Hugging they exchanged goodbyes and Amber closed the door. Deciding that a hot bath would do her some good as well she grabbed one of her Sex Pistols CDs and headed for the bathroom.

+ * + * +

Amber hurried around making sure the house was clean. It wasn't dirty, and Michelle wouldn't care even if it was, but she just needed to do something to keep her busy. Since Michelle like short skirts so much she had put on a plaid skirt that came down to just above the knees with a garter belt and fishnet stockings. The white blouse and pigtails she'd put her hair into made her look like a naughty Catholic school girl, which she knew Michelle would really enjoy.

The big surprise though was what Amber had done while she was in the bathtub. She had been shaving her legs and when she finished she got the idea to just keep on shaving. By the time she stepped out of the bath her pussy was completely bald and she had spent a half hour looking at it in the mirror. It felt so dirty and erotic that she had spent the time running her fingers over the glossy skin enjoying the feel of the smoothness of it.

As she was putting the vacuum away the doorbell rang. Feeling the familiar giddiness in her stomach that she felt every time she was about to get laid she quickly checked herself out in the mirror. Seeing that her hair and makeup were fine she checked to make sure the toys Michelle had given her were under the corner of the couch where she'd put them before rushing to the door.

"Damn," Michelle said, slack jawed at the sight of Amber in her getup. "I don't think I ever told you about my thing for school girls, did I? Or did I let something slip while I was drunk and don't remember?"

"No, you never told me, but I figured your fondness for short skirts lent itself to the outfit," Amber answered, blushing at the way Michelle's eyes roamed freely over her body. "You've got that look in your eye Michelle. The one that says you're trying to figure out exactly how best to get me naked."

"If we're going to do this right, then I think you better call me Sister Michelle," Michelle prompted as they went into the living room. "Since you've chosen to be the student, I guess that makes me the big, bad, mean nun. Please tell me you've been naughty so I get to spank you."

"I haven't been naughty yet, but I don't think it'll be very long before I am," Amber said, winking at Michelle.

"I think you're wrong there," Michelle said, grabbing Amber's arm. "I think that skirt is too short, so I'm going to have to put you over my knee."

"It is not," Amber said, putting her hands to her side to test the length as Michelle sat on the couch behind her. Her fingertips touched the hem of the skirt and she turned her head to smile at Michelle. "See, it's the perfect length."

Michelle grabbed the sides of the skirt and folded the waist under a couple times until the hem was just below Amber's panty line. "Now it's too short, so come here and get what's coming to you."

"That's not fair," Amber protested.

"Dirty nuns aren't supposed to be fair," Michelle retorted, grabbing Amber by the waist and pulling down onto her lap.

"You are so going to pay for this," Amber squealed as Michelle forced her to bend over her knee.

"I'm going to hold you to that promise," Michelle said, taking great delight in pulling Amber's skirt up to her waist. "Hmm, these panties have to go as well. You're not going to feel the spankings nearly as well with them on."

"NOOO," Amber cried, playing along with the game. She even kicked her feet for added effect as Michelle pulled her panties down to expose her bare ass.

"Keep fighting and you're just going to get extra spankings," Michelle warned. When Amber's pouting died down she lifted her hand and delivered a soft smack to her backside. "One!"

"Ow," Amber said even though she quite liked the spanking. She wasn't much into pain but the smack was so soft that it more akin to a spirited pat on the ass.

"Two!" Michelle announced as she delivered another, slightly harder but still quite soft spanking.

Amber moaned as Michelle's fingers caressed her ass cheeks and even wandered between her legs to give a little attention to her pussy between blows. Michelle was taking the role of dirty nun to the maximum and Amber was really getting into the whole role playing thing that had sprung up.

"You will not moan when being punished," Michelle told her, giving her a real spanking for her indiscretion.

"Ouch," Amber cried out, really meaning it this time.

"Three!" Michelle declared, delivering another soft smack to Amber's bottom.

"That was four," Amber corrected, stifling the moan that was coming as Michelle's fingers played at the entrance of her pussy.

"No, one was for moaning," Michelle rebutted. "Only three have counted so far."

"How many do I have then?" Amber asked, getting ready for another strike as Michelle's hand left her.

"I think five is suitable enough," Michelle answered, dropping her hand onto Amber's ass again. "That's four."

"One more?" Amber asked, gritting her teeth to keep from moaning as Michelle slipped two fingers into her soaked pussy. To make matters worse Michelle's other arm was draped across her back and the hand was brushing across the side of her breast in a not so subtle manner.

"Yeah, unless you want some more," Michelle replied, sliding her two fingers in and out of Amber's pussy trying to solicit a moan just so she could add another spanking or two.

"One more will be fine," Amber said, fighting with everything she had to keep from moaning and pushing back against Michelle's fingers in her pussy.

Michelle grunted her displeasure and removed her fingers from Amber's snatch. Letting her other arm move forward enough for the hand to reach Amber's nipple she let her fingers tweak it as she raised her spanking hand. She could see Amber squirm and knew that she had to be exerting a ton of self-control to keep quiet.

"Five!" Michelle announced, finally delivering the final strike.

"Done?" Amber asked, finally exhaling.

"Yes, and no," Michelle said. When Amber turned her head to look at her with anguish written all over her face she decided she better clarify her answer. "You're done with the spankings, but I'm not done with you yet."

"What kind of punishment am I going to get now, Sister Michelle?" Amber asked, batting her eyelids sexily as she played along with Michelle's role playing game.

"I'm going to sit here on this couch and you're going to eat my pussy," Michelle said, standing up to pull down her jeans. Stepping out of them she sat back down on the couch and spread her legs wide for Amber. "It's the only way you'll learn not to be such a naughty girl."

"I don't know about that Sister Michelle," Amber said, trying to hide the arousal that she was feeling thanks to the role playing. "Wouldn't that make me even naughtier?"

"Nonsense," Michelle said, waving off the question. "You're being punished, so it's actually making you better. It's teaching you a lesson."

"Okay," Amber said, slowly dropping to her knees in front of Michelle.

Apprehensively she reached out and ran her fingers over Michelle's bald pussy. The game had gotten so real that she even felt the nervousness in her stomach like she had when she had been just like the innocent girl getting her first taste of sapphic love that she was playing at the moment. Even the feel of Michelle's pussy felt new and different to her fingers despite the fact that she'd felt it quite a few times now.

"It won't bite you," Michelle groaned, desperate to feel Amber do more than just tease her.

Slipping a finger into Michelle's snatch Amber pushed it in as far as it would go. Pulling it back out she lifted the finger to her mouth and licked the juices off while Michelle watched her. When it was clean she slid it back into the wet slit that it had just come from.

"That's it," Michelle moaned as Amber's finger started sliding in and out of her cunt. "Now lick my pussy."

Leaning her head down Amber did what Michelle wanted. While her finger fucked her pussy she stuck her tongue out and licked up some of the moisture that was collecting around Michelle's snatch.

"Good girl," Michelle cooed as Amber's tongue snaked over her cunt. "Lick it all up."

Finding Michelle's clit Amber flicked it with the tip of her tongue, drawing a contented moan. Adding a second finger to Michelle's hole Amber flicked her tongue on Michelle's clit a couple more times before settling into a rhythm. Draw a little letter on it and then flick it a time or two before repeating the process.

"So good," Michelle groaned, marveling at how Amber's technique had improved in such a short time. I guess it's true what they say, practice makes perfect, Michelle thought to herself as Amber drove her close to the edge.

Removing her fingers from Michelle's pussy Amber moved her tongue down to lap at her opening. Since her tongue was busy she decided to make the switch complete by rubbing Michelle's clit with her thumb.

"Fuck," Michelle grunted, her role as the nun completely forgotten as an orgasm started to work it's way to the surface in a hurry.

Amber thought about saying something like "who's the bad girl now?" but decided that keeping up with the heavy flow of cream flowing from Michelle's pussy was more important. After all, she could use it to turn the tables on Michelle in a few moments if she wanted.

"Make me cum," Michelle demanded, feeling herself on the verge and wanting Amber to push her over as quickly as possible. When Amber slowed down and left her hanging she grunted and grabbed the back of Amber's head and pushed it into her crotch. When Amber still didn't respond, she took matters into her own hands. She held Amber's head still and began grinding her pussy against her face.

Sensing Michelle's tactic Amber tried to pull her head back. She couldn't however because Michelle's grip on her hair was just too strong and she was sure she'd lose a handful of hair if she really tried to get away. Giving in, she reached under the couch and grabbed the vibrator. Sticking her tongue as far into Michelle's pussy as she could get she turned the knob on the base of the vibrator and pressed it against Michelle's clit.

"Yesss," Michelle hissed, feeling her much needed release. Her back arched and her body undulated in time with the vibrations on her clit.

"Nuns aren't supposed to swear," Amber informed Michelle when she was coherent. She was leaning back on her heels in a crouched position with her knees parted just enough to give Michelle a very nice view up her skirt at the panties below.

"Like I give a rat's ass what a fucking nun does," Michelle said, her eyes glued to the wet spot in the front of Amber's panties.

"I guess I'm going to have to teach you a lesson," Amber said, standing up.

"Oh yeah, what lesson might that be?" Michelle asked, intrigued by the possibility.

"I think I'm going to have to fuck you with this," Amber said, holding up the strap on.

"Goodie," Michelle said, grabbing the strap on before Amber could move it. "Let me help you put it on."

Not seeing any sense in arguing, Amber stood there and let Michelle strip her. Michelle being Michelle, she let her busy hands wander and by the time Amber's shirt and bra were on the ground Michelle had groped her breasts several times. As Michelle unzipped Amber's skirt and let it fall to the ground she even took the opportunity to grab her ass with both hands and hold it for several seconds before going back to her duties.

"Would you look at that," Michelle said, letting out a low whistle when she pulled Amber's panties down and got her first look at her freshly shaved pussy. "Trying something different?"

"I liked how yours looked, so I thought I'd try it," Amber said, blushing slightly at the scrutiny Michelle was giving her pussy.

"It looks great," Michelle said, lifting Amber's legs one at a time so she could slip them through the straps of the strap on. When they were both in, she raised the toy up Amber's legs and finally fitted it into place with the nub on the inside nestled inside Amber's pussy.

"This looks weird," Amber said, looking down to see the dildo sticking out in front of her.

"It looks hot from here," Michelle said, licking her lips at the sight of Amber with a dick.

"Then get naked for me. I want to see what I'm going to fuck," Amber said, taking a little more control than Michelle usually allowed people.

Michelle hesitated, probably realizing that she wasn't nearly as much in control as she normally was. After a couple seconds though she complied and quickly removed her remaining clothes. Dropping to her knees in front of Amber she quickly settled onto her hands and knees in the traditional doggy style position.

"Ready?" Amber asked, settling in behind Michelle. When Michelle looked over her shoulder and nodded she pressed the head of the dildo against Michelle's pussy and started to push her way in.

"Faster," Michelle grunted, pushing herself back and impatiently impaling herself fully on the rest of the dildo. Amber had just been going to damn slow so she sped things up a bit.

Feeling a little miffed that Michelle hadn't let her do the job on her own Amber held herself there with the dildo imbedded in Michelle's pussy and pouted. She had to learn to use it so the least Michelle could do was let her get used to the thing first.

"Come on," Michelle whined, trying to pull herself forward but Amber's hands held her waist and kept them locked in place. Any movement she made forward Amber made with her and stymied her attempts to get fucked.

"I'll do it when I feel like it," Amber grunted, still pouting.

"I'm sorry for being impatient," Michelle apologized. "It's just a habit I have."

"Apology accepted," Amber said, pulling back and watching the dildo slide out of Michelle's pussy while she did so. Since it was her first time she wasn't quite coordinated and accidentally pulled it all the way out.

"What?" Michelle asked, looking back at Amber for a reason why the dildo had been pulled out. "I said I was sorry."

"I pulled out too far," Amber explained, lining the dildo back up with Michelle's hole.

"Ooh," Michelle said as Amber slammed it home again, not bothering with the slow entry like she'd tried the first time.

Amber tried a couple small thrusts, not pulling out too far for fear of pulling out altogether again. After a few strokes she was beginning to get the hang of it and before long she was thrusting the full length in and out of Michelle's pussy. The sight of Michelle bent over in front of her and pussy spread around the invading toy was hot enough, but it was the way her ass cheeks jiggled as they smashed against Amber's pelvis on each thrust was what really got Amber going.

"Fuck me," Michelle grunted, shoving herself back on the dick to meet every thrust Amber was making into her with an equal amount of force. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room with a loud 'smack' that made the squishy sound of Michelle's pussy juice being displaced even more erotic.

Grabbing onto Michelle's ass cheeks Amber got an idea. Pulling the dildo out she ran it along Michelle's slit. Lining it up with the cute pucker of Michelle's asshole she decided that she as well do as much as she could while Michelle was being halfway submissive.

"No," Michelle pleaded, trying to pull away. "I'm still a little sore back there from this afternoon."

"Then consider it punishment for the jokes you've made today," Amber snarled, pushing the dildo until Michelle's asshole started to open up.

"Shit," Michelle groaned, feeling her ass being forced open. She normally wasn't opposed to having her ass fucked but these were special circumstances and the guys had really done a number on her anus only hours before.

Amber watched with fascination as the cock gradually made it's way up Michelle's ass. When Michelle's whining got too loud about halfway she stopped but started again once Michelle quieted down. By the time she was all the way even Michelle's protests stopped and she was actually pushing back to meet the intruding dildo.

"Fuck," Michelle grunted as Amber started fucking her ass. Her ass had gone numb, or at least close enough, and her hand had crept back to rub her clit in small circles to increase the pleasure.

Spotting Michelle hand working on her unattended pussy, Amber slowed down for a moment so she could grab the vibrator. She pressed the vibrator against Michelle's hand before speeding back up once Michelle had taken it.

"Fuck my ass," Michelle moaned, as the vibrator worked it magic on her clit and Amber drove in and out of her ass.

The nub of the strap on that was on the inside was pressing against Amber's clit and spurred her to do exactly as Michelle wanted. It didn't hurt that the vibrations from the vibrator were transferring through Michelle and onto the dildo, and straight to Amber's pussy, either.

"Oh fuck," Michelle screeched when Amber grabbed her hand and pulled it back to press the vibrator against the opening of her pussy. When the vibrator started to push it's way inside Michelle just about lost it.

"Cum for me," Amber moaned as the vibrations from Michelle's pussy hit her own. She was close to cumming and knew Michelle had to be just as close from the way her body was jerking around with every thrust either of the two toys made into her.

"Cumming," Michelle announced, feeling her limbs start to weaken as the orgasm tore through her.

Seeing Michelle cum from being fucked in the ass was enough to get Amber off as well. Burying the dildo as deeply into Michelle's well fucked ass as she could she let out a loud moan, or maybe it was a scream, before collapsing on top of Michelle.

"Like your new toys?" Michelle asked, still feeling the vibrator going in her pussy and the dildo stuffed up her ass but a little too trapped under Amber to remove either of them.

"Mmm," Amber purred into Michelle's ear. "I love them."

+ * + * +

"Are you going to that party tomorrow?" Michelle asked Amber as they cuddled in bed on Friday morning.

"The thing for MTV?" Amber asked. "Of course I am. You should know me better than to ask something like that. I fully support Choose Or Lose, so I'll be at anything they put on that I can."

"Who are you taking? I'm trying to think of who I should bring," Michelle said.

"You could always take Joe," Amber suggested. "I know you like him, so why not?"

"I don't know," Michelle replied. "I just don't think he'd like it. He'd have to dress up and he's not exactly into the whole politics thing."

"Neither you are but you're still going," Amber pointed out.

"Yeah, but there are two kinds of people who go to that kind of thing," Michelle countered. "Those into politics and getting people to vote, and then there are those who go just to talk to people who know people who might help their careers."

"I take it you're hoping you can find some studio executive and fuck him so good he gives you a nice juicy part," Amber said with a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"No, I was thinking more along the lines of seeing if I could find someone to fuck in the bathroom," Michelle shot back.

"Let me know if you find someone. I might join you," Amber said.

"I've already got plans for you," Michelle murmured.

Amber was about to ask her what she meant but her cell phone rang. Grunting she tossed the covers off and grabbed for something to wear. Not finding anything within her immediate reach she shrugged and got out of bed and went to answer it naked, which she could tell Michelle enjoyed by the way her eyes stayed riveted on her.

"Hello?" she asked into the phone.

"Amber?" a female voice on the other end that she couldn't quite place asked.

"Yeah," Amber replied, tossing a robe on to Michelle's dismay.

"Hey, this is Elisha," the voice said. "You ran over me snowboarding."

"Oh, hi," Amber said, suddenly replaying scenes of her, Elisha, and Lindsay going at it in her room at the ski lodge in her head. "What's up?"

"I wasn't sure if you'd remember me," Elisha said nervously.

"It hasn't been that long, and that week is kind of hard to forget," Amber said, dropping her voice so Michelle couldn't hear.

"I know what you mean," Elisha said. "I was wondering if you were doing anything today."

"Well, I was going to go shopping and do some stuff with a friend this afternoon," Amber answered, walking out of the bedroom.

"How about tonight?" Elisha asked. "You wouldn't want to hit a club or something me and a friend of mine would you?"

"That sounds like fun," Amber said, smiling. "I might bring a friend of mine if you don't mind."

"No, go ahead," Elisha responded.

"Okay, then I guess I'll see you tonight," Amber said.

"Do you want to meet, or should I pick you up?" Elisha asked.

"You can pick me up," Amber said. She gave Elisha her address and they said their goodbyes.

"Cheating on me already?" Michelle said from the doorway. Before Amber could respond she grinned. "Do I get to meet him, or should I start calling him 'Mr. X' from now on?"

"It was a her, and you can meet Elisha if you want," Amber replied as she went back into the bedroom.

"So, is this a new woman or one of your snow bunnies?" Michelle asked, watching Amber's ass as she quickly made the bed before going into the bathroom.

"One of my 'snow bunnies' I guess, but I don't really like that term," Amber answered, turning on the shower.

"When's the snow bunny coming over so I can scope her out?" Michelle called out, ignoring Amber's remark.

"Tonight, and stop calling her a snow bunny," Amber yelled, dropping the robe and stepping into the shower.

"Fine, but what do you want me to call her? You picked her up on the slopes, like a snow bunny," Michelle argued from the doorway of the bathroom, watching Amber soap herself up.

"Call her Elisha," Amber responded.

"Need any help in there? I'm good with the wash cloth," Michelle offered.

"I've got it handled," Amber said.

"Got anything to eat then?" Michelle asked.

"Check the kitchen. That's usually where the food is," Amber said, sticking her head out from behind the shower curtain.

"Always the smart ass," Michelle mumbled.

"Who do you think I learned it from?" Amber shot back, laughing.

+ * + * +

After shooing Michelle out the door Amber left pick up Kate to do a little shopping. It felt nice to be out doing girl stuff with someone who didn't expect to be fucked in the ass with a strap-on later. Not that Amber minded or would have minded Kate letting her take a dildo to her cunt, but at least with Kate she didn't get the whole relationship vibe that she was starting to get from Michelle.

They wandered around stores pointing out outfits that would look good on the other or tip each other off when a guy with a nice butt walked by. In fact, Kate was the one that found the dress that Amber fell in love with and bought to where to the Choose Of Lose party the next night. It was a long red number that clung to her body in all the right place but still managed to hang loose enough to allow her to walk normally.

Amber, to even the score, spotted a pair of jeans for Kate that hugged her ass so much they laughed over how Rich was liable to tear them off her the moment he saw her in them. She even bought a sexy top to go with it that was sure to attract attention from anyone who saw her. Hell, just seeing the outfit on Kate when she had tried it on had made it tempting for Amber to push back into the changing room and see if maybe she could introduce her to what a woman could do. She managed to fight the temptation, barely, and decided instead to save her energy in case Elisha needed a little pussy management later.

+ * + * +

"When's she getting here?" Michelle said, peeking through the curtains for a sign of the 'snow bunny' as she referred to Elisha, whether Amber wanted her to or not. She had Amber's cat, Iggy, in her arms and was petting him between his ears. His eyes were closed in contentment and Amber could swear she could his purr from several feet away.

"She'll be here when she gets here," Amber said, making sure she had the right shoes on. She had on black jeans and a red blouse with black flats on her feet. Elisha hadn't specified where they were going so she wasn't sure exactly how to dress, but it was casual enough that she wouldn't look out of place if they went somewhere a little low brow and wasn't quite wearing a wife beater t-shirt and ripped up jeans either. "How do I look?"

"Good enough to eat, which I'd be more than willing to do," Michelle offered, leering at her.

"Maybe later if I find myself horny and frustrated at two in the morning," Amber said.

"See, that's no good for me. I'm not going to be home at two in the morning, or if I am then I'm going to have a nice warm body or three next to me. You could drop by if you wanted, but there's a chance the body might be male and you're still a bit of a prude when it comes to sleeping with strange men," Michelle teased. "Give me time and I'll break you of that just like I have with your aversion to fucking women."

"Oh really?" Amber asked, shrugging at Michelle's claim. Deep down inside she knew that it was probably time to move on and find herself another nice guy, but who can be in a rush when you've got so many willing women at your disposal?

"Oh yeah," Michelle replied. "I'll get you in a gang bang sooner or later. Well, one that has at least one guy present at least. You'll thank me when you feel two cocks pumping into you at once."

"I don't think so," Amber said, yet for some reason her mind kept lingered on that statement until Elisha showed up and she knew it would revisit the idea for quite a while.

"Someone's here," Michelle said, closing the curtains as a blond figure strode past the window moments before the doorbell rang.

"Hey," Amber said, opening the door to see Elisha standing there in a white dress that was tight around her chest and then hung loosely around her midsection before ending just above the knees.

"Hey there yourself," Elisha said, leaning in to hug Amber.

"Come on in," Amber said, moving out of the way so Elisha could come in and get the third degree from Michelle. When they were in the living room with Michelle, she introduced them. "This is Michelle. Michelle, this is Elisha."

"We've met," they both said in unison, neither sounding entirely fond of the other.

"I'm gonna go," Michelle said, not even bothering to hide the look of contempt at Elisha.

"What was that about?" Amber asked Elisha after Michelle had slammed the door on her way out.

"We met several months ago at some premiere and just didn't like each other," Elisha said, acting as if that answered the question.

Sensing that Elisha didn't want to go into any further details, she decided not to press. Instead she grabbed her purse and hooked her arm in Elisha's and led her to the door. "So, where are we off to?"

"Well, we're going to pick up my friend Mila and then I was thinking that we might check out a club or two," Elisha said as they got into her car. "I know you're not twenty-one, and neither is Mila so we'll have to stick to some of the eighteen and over clubs that I used to hang out in. Who knows, we might find some guys and get lucky."

"Sounds good," Amber said, unsure if that meant that Elisha wanted to get lucky with someone other than her.

+ * + * +

"Mila will be out in a minute," Elisha said as she honked the horn. "She's insanely on time. In fact, I'd bet that she's been ready and waiting for the last half hour."

As if on cue a cute brunette that was on the short side emerged from the house they were in front of. As Mila walked to the car she was illuminated by the headlights and Amber took the chance to size up Elisha's friend without worry of being caught. Mila had on a pair of blue jeans and a pink baby doll t-shirt that showed off a healthy amount of stomach. All in all, Amber was pleasantly surprised by the package that contradicted the conclusion she had drawn mere seconds earlier based up upon Mila's height.

"I was beginning to wonder if you'd keep me waiting all night," Mila grumbled as she got into the back seat. After her seat belt was fastened, she leaned forward and stuck her head between the front seats to grin at Elisha and Amber. "Hi, I'm Mila."

"I'm Amber," Amber said, returning the smile as she recognized that she was Mila Kunis.

"Lets go bowling," Mila suggested.

"I'm driving, and I say clubbing," Elisha said, overruling Mila.

"Maybe Amber wants to go bowling," Mila said.

"I'm fine with whatever you decide," Amber said, not wanting to get in the middle of it.

"We'll try one club and then go bowling if nothing's going on, okay?" Elisha suggested, offering a compromise.

"Fine, but I'm going under protest," Mila said, leaning back and crossing her arms in a mock pout.

+ * + * +

"I'm bored," Mila whined as the three of them sat at a table drinking Diet Coke.

Occasionally a guy would come over and ask one of them to dance but for the most part they danced with each other if a good song came on. Amber didn't dance much because it wasn't her type of music but Elisha was constantly pulling one of them out on the dance floor, and Amber gave in every so often to give Mila a break.

Amber was really starting to like Mila. Spunky would probably be the best way to describe her personality and Amber really liked the idea that she had learned to speak English by watching The Price Is Right. After all, who didn't watch The Price Is Right as a kid, but how many people can say that Bob Barker taught them English?

"Can we go bowling yet?" Mila shouted as another mind numbing techno song started blaring over the speakers.

"Come on, it's fun," Elisha said, grabbing Amber's hand to pull her out on the dance floor.

"I think I'm getting a headache," Amber said, wincing at the way the pounding beat felt like it was driving nails through her brain. If it had been the Sex Pistols then she would have been out there in an instant but the mix of techno and hip hop was starting to wear thin.

"Fine, we'll go," Elisha conceded, obviously not very pleased that she was being forced to leave when she was having a good time.

+ * + * +

"You're not even trying Elisha," Mila said as Elisha rolled yet another gutter ball.

"I am trying, the ball just doesn't want to stay in the middle of the lane," Elisha grunted, plopping down in an orange plastic chair of the kind that can be found in pretty much any bowling alley anywhere in America.

"I think she's doing just fine," Amber said, not bothering to mention the fact that she was keeping right up with Elisha in the gutter ball department.

"It's simple physics," Mila said, then went into an in depth explanation of how the laws of physics related the game of bowling that Amber only caught a fraction of and she was pretty sure by the look on Elisha's face that she got even less than that.

"Can you say that once more, and put it words that we can actually understand?" Elisha asked, staring at the hideous bowling shoes stuck on her feet.

"Aim the ball using those arrows on the lane, then just roll the ball toward the pins. Try not to twist your hand or you'll hook the ball into the gutter like you have been doing," Mila said, speaking slowly just to patronize Elisha.

"I'm going to get a beer," Elisha said as Amber picked up her ball to take her turn. "Either of you want anything?"

"I'll take a beer," Mila said. "I know the guy back there, just tell him that Mila sent you."

"You must spend a lot of time here," Amber said as she readied herself. Keeping Mila's advice in mind she aimed for the middle and tried to keep the ball going straight as best she could. When she managed to knock down four pins she jumped up and almost broke into a touchdown dance.

"I like bowling," Mila shrugged, smiling as she watched Amber's excitement over four measly pins. "Now see if you can get the spare."

Realizing that she hadn't done as well as she thought Amber groaned and waited for her ball to emerge from the ball return. Grabbing it she took a deep breath and tried to repeat the process. As she let the ball go she knew immediately that it was going to take a sharp left turn and find itself in the gutter lining the side of the lane. When it did as she expected it to she swore under her breath and angrily threw herself into one of the chairs.

"That's not very sportsmanlike," Elisha told Amber, setting three bottles of beer down on the scorer's table.

"She did good," Mila said, grabbing her ball as Amber grabbed a beer.

Taking a sip Amber watched as the little Russian babe brought her arm back and threw a perfect ball down the middle of the lane. Without even looking she turned around and walked back with a confident look on her face as ten pins came crashing down around her ball behind her.

"Well screw you too," Elisha muttered under her breath as Mila took a seat with her beer in hand.

"I've got lots of practice," Mila said. "Like I said, it's simple physics. My mom teaches physics so I've been learning it for years. You should see what I can do on a pool table."

"Good thing we're not betting or anything," Elisha muttered, picking up her ball.

Amber watched as Elisha readied herself to throw the ball. She tried to emulate Mila's running start but the only thing that came out of it was a gutter ball and the fact that her dress raised up with the movement and flashed her blue panties to anyone who might have wanted to look. Judging by the couple whistles that went up from behind them, Elisha had drawn a couple spectators who agreed with Amber that it was a great sight.

"Next time you go bowling, don't wear such a loose dress," Mila advised when Elisha came back.

"Why?" Elisha asked, apparently unaware of the show she had just put on that had nothing to do with where her bowling ball went.

"You just showed those guys back there your underwear," Mila answered, making Elisha's cheeks turn a definite shade of red.

"At least she's wearing some. My friend Michelle wouldn't have worn any and would've given them something to really see," Amber said, laughing.

"That's nice," Elisha sneered quietly, once again making Amber what went on between them that had caused such animosity.

Amber got better as they went along, but she still felt she stunk. Elisha kept throwing gutter balls by the dozen, and everyone else still thought she stunk. Mila kept throwing strike after strike until Amber joked that they should make a drinking game where everyone had to take a drink every time Mila got one.

They agreed, but Elisha abstained since she was the driver. Once Mila had a few beers in her stomach her rate dropped enough that Amber or Elisha might be able to compete with her. Unfortunately, Elisha was already only averaging about 20 pins out of 300 and Amber was tipsy enough that any progress she had made was swiftly erased.

They continued until they were practically thrown out so the alley could close. Deciding to call it a night they piled into Elisha's car. Mila and Amber giggled all the way and barely avoided irritating Elisha with their inane drunken chatter about whether Superman could beat Batman if one of them went on a rampage and the other had to stop him. By the time they got to Amber's house they had progressed to who got to work with the hottest guy every day.

"Elisha's the lucky one," Mila said as they pulled up to Amber's house. "Kiefer Sutherland's hotter than Ashton by a mile and she gets to work with him every week. I wouldn't mind trading places with her for a day to see what he can do in bed."

"Wouldn't it be a little weird though?" Amber countered. "I mean, he plays her dad so it'd be almost like incest if she let him fuck her."

"That would just make it hotter," Mila said, grinning.

"This conversation is starting to get out of hand," Elisha said. "Say goodbye you two because Amber's got to go inside."

" 'Goodbye you two,' " Amber and Mila said simultaneously, bringing another round of giggles from them. Elisha just rolled her eyes at the old joke and how they both seemed to think it was the funniest thing since the invention of the fart joke.

"Hey, you guys wanna come in?" Amber asked, opening the car door.

"Yeah, come on Elisha," Mila said, jumping out of the car before Elisha could even respond. Shrugging, Elisha unbuckled her seat belt and followed them inside.

"You look great by the way," Elisha whispered to Amber as she walked through the front door.

"Thanks, you do too," Amber said, smiling at the compliment.

"It's been hard not staring at your ass in those jeans," Elisha said. "After I drop Mila off, how 'bout I come back?"

"Why take Mila home at all?" Amber countered.

"I don't know if she's up for what I have in mind," Elisha said, winking as she went to find Mila.

Amber closed the door and wondered if maybe Mila was up for what Elisha had in mind. Mila certainly was sexy enough, and it wasn't like Amber hadn't brought a woman or two over to the sapphic side recently, but was Elisha right? Was Mila unattainable? The more she thought about it, the more she decided that it was a challenge that she should undertake. She'd never been one to back away from a challenge before, so why start now?

By the time she got to the living room and found Mila fiddling with her stereo she knew what she had to do. She had to put on the full court press, and hopefully with some help with Elisha they could have Mila eating out of their hands, and pussies, in no time.

"I love this song," Mila said as Dido's Life For Rent came on the radio.

"If she doesn't have Eminem rapping over the hook then I don't want to hear it," Elisha snorted.

"Whatever," Mila pouted.

"Anyone want anything to drink?" Amber asked, hoping to end any fight before it could get started.

"A beer," Mila said.

"I don't know if I have any, but I think I've got some whiskey and maybe some wine around," Amber suggested.

"Then wine," Mila shrugged, going back to mouthing the words to the song.

"Wine sounds good," Elisha said, grinning at Amber as if she knew what Amber was doing.

Amber went into the kitchen and dug around in the refrigerator. Finally finding a bottle of wine that Michelle had brought over but never got opened, she grabbed the corkscrew out of the drawer where it was kept. Popping the cork she grabbed three glasses and headed back into the living room.

"You'd choose Pam Anderson if you had to fuck one woman?" Elisha asked Mila, an incredulous look on her face as Amber walked in.

"If you gotta do it, you might as well go all out," Mila said, grabbing a glass from Amber and holding it out for it to be filled.

"She says she'd fuck Pam Anderson, I say Naomi Watts. What do you think Amber?" Elisha asked, taking a sip of her wine once her glass had been filled.

"I love Naomi, I'd actually have to say Scarlett Johansson. She's got the boobs, plus she looks like she'd be gentle with me," Amber responded, plopping herself down on the couch on Mila's other side.

"I could see that," Elisha said, remembering the last time Scarlett had been the topic of discussion between them. Just a little while later the two of them had been fucking Lindsay Lohan in what turned out to be a week long marathon of sex.

Sensing where Elisha's mind was going, Amber let hers wander there as well. Mila seemed to be too wrapped in gulping her wine and refilling her glass to notice that the other two people in the room seemed to be lost in their own little world. It was probably best that way since neither would have to explain why they simultaneously had broad smiles creep across their faces.

"Who's Scarlett Johansson?" Mila asked, not taking it any easier on her second glass of wine. "I know the name but I'm not sure exactly who you're talking about."

"She was in Lost In Translation and was nominated for a Golden Globe," Amber supplied.

"Oh yeah, I went to see that with Laura and a couple of the guys from the show," Mila said, gulping the rest of her second glass of wine. As she went back for a third Amber wondered if the little girl was going to be able to walk with the way she was putting away the wine. She had already been more than slightly drunk when they'd left the bowling thanks to the beer and now she was putting down the wine like it was kool-aid.

"Laura Prepon, now there's another woman I'd give serious thought to if I had to have sex with a woman," Elisha said.

"Laura's one of my best friends, but I think I'd prefer a blond," Mila said, obviously getting into the conversation. "As they say, blondes have more fun."

"Then what about Elisha?" Amber asked Mila, hoping that it might be just the thing to get the ball rolling.

"I guess I could see that. She's blond and she's got nice boobs," Mila replied, eyeing Elisha up and down. She opened her mouth to say something else but quickly found Elisha's mouth covering her own.

Amber watched as Mila tried to pull away from Elisha's advances. Soon enough though the combination of the alcohol and the power of Elisha's lips seemed to take the fight out of her. By the time Elisha broke the kiss Mila had stopped struggling and even seemed to be returning the kiss.

"Huh?" Mila asked, her speech slurred and her eyes partially closed as she tried to get her mind to focus.

Before Mila had a chance to get mind back in gear Elisha's hands were roaming over her body. They both started at her stomach but one headed north and the other diverged to head south. Not wanting to be left out Amber let her hands drift over Mila's body as well. Each of them cupped a breast in one hand and their other hands met around Mila's waist. Amber's fingers worked on the button of her jeans while Elisha's slipped inside to get at the goodies underneath.

"Stop," Mila said unconvincingly, her voice even tinged with what could be described as a moan.

Getting the button undone Amber's fingers moved down to the zipper and felt the teeth release as she pulled on it. In a matter of seconds she had Mila's pants open to reveal the bulge of Elisha's hand under her pink panties. With the extra room Elisha's hand started to move more freely and even though she couldn't see it up close and personal Amber was convinced that Elisha's fingers were rubbing Mila's clit.

"Ohh," Mila moaned, grinding her ass into the couch as Elisha's fingers worked her pussy over.

Seeing that Mila's pussy was well tended to Amber grabbed the bottom of her shirt. When Elisha moved her hand Amber lifted the shirt up. Mila even leaned forward so Amber could pull it all the way off to reveal the pink bra that lay beneath.

"Do you still want us to stop?" Elisha asked Mila as she tugged on her jeans.

"Yes," Mila said quietly, but not making any effort to actually make them stop.

"That sounded like one of those 'no means yes' answers. No wonder guys complain about mixed signals," Elisha snorted, pulling Mila's sandals off so she could get her jeans the rest of the way off.

Leaning in, Amber kissed Mila and was surprised when the other girl not only accepted but readily kissed her back. Amber reached behind Mila to unhook her bra while her tongue slid out to lick Mila's lips. Pulling the bra down Mila's arms and tossing it to the side Amber pressed one of her hands against the newly bare flesh and felt the nipple stiffen against her palm in response.

"Mmm," Mila purred into Amber's mouth as her breast was being kneaded and massaged.

Breaking the kiss Amber looked down just in time to see Elisha tugging Mila's panties down for the grand unveiling of her pussy. The lips glistened with her arousal and the patch of dark pubic hair was trimmed short.

The sight was beautiful but Amber wanted to see more. She wanted to see it spread open with its pink folds exposed. She wanted to see Elisha's tongue dancing across it, licking up the moisture already collecting in and around it. But most of all, she wanted to see it up close, with her tongue doing the flitting and fluttering along its surface, tasting the oils contained within.

Thoughts like those would've shocked her just a couple months ago, but now they were commonplace. That might've worried some people, and it might worry her later when she stopped to ponder it, but at the moment all she could think about was the pair of beautiful women willing to surrender their bodies to her gaze and touch. That was more than enough to keep her mind off anything else.

"Oh Elisha," Mila moaned as Elisha's fingers spread her pussy apart.

Amber watched Elisha take the first taste of Mila's pussy. She felt a twinge of jealousy, but Mila was Elisha's friend so she couldn't really complain. If Michelle or another one of her friends like Rebecca Herbst were in the spot currently occupied by Mila then Amber would be the one on her knees coaxing the pussy juice to flow like wine instead.

Amber's thoughts started to drift to Rebecca and what she might be doing, but remembered that Rebecca was pregnant when they'd seen each other just a few months ago. She's either be VERY pregnant by now or would've just had the baby. Either way, it really wouldn't be a very good time for a seduction.

Amber's thoughts were ripped away by the feeling of a hand stroking her chest through her blouse. Looking down she saw Mila's eyes locked on hers as her fingers sought to unbutton the blouse that between her hand and Amber's tits.

"Please?" Mila asked.

Grinning Amber unbuttoned her blouse and was pleased to note that Mila didn't even wait for it to be taken completely off before her hands were groping at her bra covered breasts. By the time Amber's blouse was off Mila had already pulled the cups of her bra. Feeling Mila's hands cup her tits Amber moaned and pressed her chest forward into the hands touching her.

"Ooh," Mila moaned as Elisha slipped a finger into her dripping snatch.

Leaning forward Amber let her breasts press against Mila's face. She moaned when her new friend took the hint and sucked the nipple of one of them into her mouth. Clutching Mila's head to her Amber groaned as she lightly nibbled on the nipple.

Seeing Elisha's other hand disappear behind the couch, Amber grudgingly pulled away from the suckling Mila. Sliding off the couch she worked her way around until she was directly behind Elisha. Pulling Elisha's dress up over her waist she took a moment to admire the blue panties before sliding them down to Elisha's knees.

Feeling Amber running her hands over her ass Elisha stuck it further up in the air and spread her knees further apart. Sucking Mila's clit into her mouth she moaned around it as Amber slipped a finger into her pussy. The moan transferred to Mila and resulted in the brunette issuing one as well.

"Eat that pussy," Amber said, pulling her finger out to use it to rub Elisha's clit.

"Uhh," Mila grunted, grabbing a handful of Elisha's hair with one hand while she pinched one of her nipples with the other.

"Make her come," Amber said, alternating between fingering Elisha's pussy and rubbing her clit.

Elisha mumbled something but her mouth was too busy to really enunciate clearly, so it just came out sounding like muffled grunts. Giving up trying to speak, she just pushed her ass back at Amber and set to work trying to bring Mila off.

"Are you close?" Amber asked Mila, slipping two fingers into Elisha's pussy.

"So close," Mila muttered, eyes closed as her climax approached.

"Come all over her face," Amber said, pulling her fingers out of Elisha's pussy. Licking the thumb she pressed it against Elisha's asshole and got a surprised groan that also got a moan from Mila.

"Fuck, I'm cumming," Mila moaned, her back arching as she held Elisha's head in place.

As Mila came Amber watched with a fascination that never seemed to fade. It never ceased to amaze her how hot it was to see a woman go through the throes of orgasm and Mila was no exception. Her whole body seemed to tighten up and her head thrashed back and forth on the couch, her hair flailing around in a black cloud around her head.

When Mila finally let her go Elisha popped up gasping for breath. Her face was glistening with Mila's juices and Amber just wanted to grab her and lick her face clean. She didn't though, because she figured Elisha probably had something else in mind for her tongue to lick.

"God," Mila gasped, opening her eyes and seeing Amber and Elisha staring at her.

"Feel like trying it?" Elisha asked, her fingers tracing the outline of Mila's pussy while she asked it.

"I don't know," Mila said nervously. It was one thing to be seduced and let another woman go down on her but she wasn't sure if she wanted to return the favor.

"Then she can just watch if she wants," Amber suggested, letting her fingers go back to work fucking Elisha's pussy.

"Mmm," Elisha moaned contentedly, completely forgetting what they had just been talking about.

Pulling away from Amber Elisha laid down on the floor. She brought her feet up until her ankles touched her ass and her knees lazily drooped open. Amber grinned as the skirt of Elisha's dress fell down around her waist and exposed her clean shaven pussy to her and Mila's view.

Licking her fingers Amber quickly moved to take her place between Elisha's thighs. Seeing that Elisha's pussy was already dripping Amber decided to skip the heavy foreplay and just dive right in tongue first.

"Fuck," Elisha gasped, closing her eyes as she felt Amber's tongue part her labia and drill straight into her pussy.

As she lapped up Elisha's juices Amber's free hand went to work unbuttoning her jeans. When she had them undone she slipped her hand inside and let her fingers play on her clit. Not sure if she had the dexterity she tried to fuck herself with one hand and Elisha with the other. After a few clumsy strokes Amber started to get the hang of it and began to finger both of them to the same rhythm.

Mila, getting far more turned on watching the show than she thought possible slid off the couch and moved behind Amber to get a closer look. Watching Amber's fingers and tongue on Elisha's pussy had her own cunt burning with need again. Amber's tits hanging down and her ass sticking up in the air were almost more than the poor girl could take.

"Hi there," Amber said, turning her head to look at Mila as the brunette stood behind her pulled her jeans and panties down to her knees.

"Hi," Mila said nervously, not quite sure what she was doing. It didn't look like rocket science or anything, but it was still her first time nonetheless.

"Eat me," Elisha said, opening her eyes to see why Amber had stopped. Seeing that Mila had decided to join the action she grinned and then grabbed Amber's hair and pulled her head back down to her pussy.

"A bit demanding aren't we?" Amber asked Elisha, smirking at the blonde's impatience.

"I'll show you demanding," Elisha remarked, sitting up. Grabbing Amber by the shoulders she rolled her onto back. Before Amber could do anything Elisha was up and threw her leg over Amber's head.

"Hey," Amber said, Elisha's dress around her head so she couldn't see much of anything.

The darkness actually excited her because she could only feel her jeans being pulled the rest of the way down her legs. Feeling Elisha's pussy grinding against her face Amber stuck out her tongue and let Elisha do the work.

"Oh yeah," Elisha moaned above Amber, moving her hips to get as much of her cunt in contact with Amber's tongue and face as possible.

As Elisha rode her face Amber felt Mila's fingers experimentally tracing the length of her pussy. When Mila's finger slipped into her snatch it was so unexpected that Amber couldn't suppress the moan. Finally deciding to let her hands get in on the action Amber grabbed Elisha's waist to hold her still.

"Fuck, uh, yeah," Elisha moaned as Amber sucked her clit into her mouth.

Mila still wasn't sure what to do, but she'd gotten a moan when she'd pushed her finger into Amber's pussy so she added another. She wasn't sure if Amber moaned or not since Amber's mouth was busy under Elisha's dress and Elisha was moaning loud enough to drown it out anyway, but the way Amber bucked her hips against the two fingers invading her cunt let Mila know that she was doing something right.

"Gonna cum," Elisha hissed, going back to grinding her pussy onto Amber's face.

Amber barely heard Elisha and it took a second to realize what she'd said. By that time there was a rush of cream flowing from Elisha's pussy and Amber had to work to keep up with it. Even lapping away at Elisha's hole as fast as she could some still managed to escape and drip onto her face or run down the insides of Elisha's thighs.

As Elisha slid off Amber they both turned their attentions to look at Mila. She had two fingers pistoning in and out of Amber's cunt but hadn't yet gotten up the courage to taste her though. Seeing both of them staring her so intently Mila blushed and nervously leaned her head down to finally sample the delights that awaited her tongue.

"Mmm," Amber moaned as Mila's tongue swiped her pussy.

Elisha watched Mila for a moment before Amber's heaving breasts drew her attention. Seeing Amber's nipples so erect and just aching for some attending to made her mouth practically water. Laying down next to Amber she quickly found a nipple and closed her mouth around it.

"Uhh," Amber groaned as Elisha's tongue swirled around the nipple in her mouth. Grabbing the back of Elisha's head with one hand she clutched it to her chest and humped her pussy against Mila's fingers and tongue.

Amber lunging against her fingers was a positive sign for Mila. She was beginning to get the hang of things and it was really turning her on. She'd always loved giving head to a guy and it was a lot like that, except even hotter because it was something she wasn't supposed to be doing. Being able to give such enormous amounts of pleasure with her mouth and hands always seemed to make her even hotter than the real sex and this was no different.

"So good," Amber panted, feeling her orgasm getting close. Mila was inexperienced but she was doing a great job on her and Elisha's nipple sucking was helping her along even more.

Wiggling her fingers inside Amber's cunt Mila must have hit a good spot because Amber's back arched and she let out a loud moan of approval. Trying to figure out what she had done Mila's finger hit the same spot again and it sent Amber right over the edge.

"Cumming," Amber panted, feeling her whole body seem to fall off a cliff and float down to the ground on a cushion of air.

"I'm tired," Mila announced, rubbing her jaw.

"I'll take you home," Elisha said, regretfully pulling away from Amber.

"We should do this again some time," Amber said as Mila rounded up her clothes.

"Want me to come back after I take her home?" Elisha asked Amber as she put her panties back on.

"That's okay. I'll probably be asleep before you get back anyway," Amber said, smiling at Elisha.

When they left Amber made sure to lock the door behind them. Still naked she went into her bedroom and collapsed on the bed. Within moments of her head hitting the pillow she was fast asleep and dreaming.

+ * + * +

"Hello?" Amber asked into the phone groggily.

"Still sleeping?" came Michelle's voice on the other end.

"Yeah, late night," Amber explained.

"Your snow bunny keep you busy?" Michelle asked, a trace of jealousy in her voice.

"I told you, her name is Elisha, and yes she did," Amber said.

"I'm just a sweet transvestite," someone sang on Michelle's end of the phone.

"What was that?" Amber asked.

"That's Joe," Michelle replied. "We saw that Rocky Horror movie last night so he's been singing the song about the guy in women's underwear being a transvestite or something all morning."

"I see I wasn't the only one kept busy last night," Amber remarked.

"I told you I wouldn't wait all night for you to drop by," Michelle said.

"Did you like Rocky?" Amber asked.

"It wasn't bad. Joe said I was a virgin because I hadn't seen it before," Michelle said. Even though Amber tried to hide it Michelle still heard the giggling on Amber's end of the line. "Hey, why is that so funny?"

"I just never thought I'd hear the word 'virgin' used in the same breath as your name," Amber explained between fits of laughter. She was trying to get her laughter under control but every time she got close it erupted once more.

"I'm not sure who to take tonight," Michelle said, ignoring Amber's tittering.

"Joe's there, ask him," Amber suggested.

"Maybe, but I've got someone else in mind," Michelle said.

"You're taking Joe out on dates now, so you might as well get used to taking him to things like this," Amber said, wondering just how serious things were getting between the two of them.

"Like I said, maybe. I guess you'll find out when I get there," Michelle said. "I'll let you get back to sleep. Maybe your snow bunny, I mean Elisha, is still there for you to get a quickie in this morning."

"She left last night but I'm sure she'd come over if I asked her," Amber said, trying to get a rise out of Michelle.

"Call me instead. I'll even bring over my anal beads," Michelle promised.

"I'll think about it," Amber said. "But I think you might be a little busy with Joe."

"Good point. I'm going to go see if he'll scratch an itch or two before he leaves," Michelle said. "Talk to you later."

"See you tonight," Amber said just before the line went dead. Hanging up the phone got up and set about doing a few things before she had to start getting ready for the party later.

+ * + * +

The moment Floyd walked into the party with Michelle Amber knew he was there. She wasn't sure quite how she knew but she sensed him and her eyes scanned the crowd while Jennifer Garner talked to her and the others in the group she was in until she spotted him with Michelle hanging off his arm.

Damn him for looking so adorable in that suit, she thought to herself, quickly averting her eyes as Floyd's eyes scanned the crowd. She could feel the heat of his gaze linger on her before passing on. Why did Michelle have to bring him? She was so going to get it later for meddling like that.

He had a new girlfriend, at least according to Michelle, and she didn't want to ruin that for him. She didn't want to do to his new relationship what Michelle had done to the one he had with her. That said though, she still had to fight hard not to march over there and tell him how she still felt. She just couldn't do it no matter how much she wanted to.

Amber wandered around the party making sure to keep tabs on where Floyd was at all times. It wasn't so she could keep track of who he talked to or anything like that, or so she tried to convince herself, she just wanted to be prepared if he tried to talk to her.

+ * + * +

With Floyd looking like he was going to pounce on her the moment she was by herself Amber kept herself busy talking to people, occasionally glancing over toward the bar where Floyd seemed to have set up shop. At one point she saw him talking to Michelle and judging by their hand motions and constant glances in her direction she would've had to have been blind to not know they were talking about her. Most likely Michelle was trying to get Floyd to talk to her but he seemed resistant for some reason. Maybe he wasn't here for her after all. Maybe Michelle had dragged him and he was just trying to keep his distance.

Finding herself alone, she quickly grabbed the first person she saw to talk to. That person happened to be Alyssa Milano but it really didn't matter. Sure she admired her, but Amber could have been talking to George Bush and it would've served the same purpose. Alyssa was more fun to talk to, and she was pretty sure Alyssa wasn't going to start a war with her based on lies and false information, but the point was to keep Floyd from taking his chance and jumping in.

As conversation with Alyssa dragged on she noticed that Michelle had disappeared to be replaced by another woman. Was that the mysterious new woman in his life that Michelle had told her about? she wondered to herself. She was pretty, but she could've sworn Michelle said something about Floyd's new girlfriend having brown hair and being somewhat short with big breasts. The woman Floyd was currently talking to was blonde and on the tall, small breasted side of things.

Amber got so caught up in her ponderings over who the woman was that she didn't notice Alyssa wander off. Truthfully, she hadn't been paying much attention to Alyssa to begin with so not noticing that she'd been left alone was much of a surprise.

Panicking she glanced over at Floyd and saw him advancing on her. Unsure what to do, she smiled at him out of reflex without stopping to think that it would just encourage him to keep coming. Realizing that she was acting like a deer caught in the headlights she decided that she had to do something, anything.

The only thing that came to mind though was to bolt. Just get the hell out of there and worry about how it would look later. So she did it. As Floyd drew closer she took off in the opposite direction. She didn't really have a destination in mind, just away from him before she melted and found herself doing things she'd regret in the morning.

When she was sure she was a safe distance away she looked back and saw Floyd slinking back to the bar and the blond woman he had been talking to. The next thing she saw was Michelle coming at her with a look of scorn on her face.

"Come on," Michelle said, grabbing Amber's arm and pulling her off the side before she even had a chance to respond. "What the fuck was that?"

"I don't know," Amber confessed. "I just couldn't talk to him. He's got a new girlfriend and I just couldn't bear to be the one to break it up."

"There is no girlfriend," Michelle said.

"What? But you said..." Amber said, trailing off when Michelle shook her head.

"I thought there was, but I talked to Joe last night and according to him they're just friends. Friends who fuck like rabbits, but there's no relationship," Michelle explained. "That's why I brought him here, so you two could work things out and you just screwed it up."

"Shit," Amber swore, realizing the mistake she'd just made.

"Go talk to him. Explain to him that you had a brain fart or something," Michelle commanded.

"What if he won't forgive me?" Amber asked, dreading the idea that she may have just ruined her chance.

"Beg," Michelle replied. "If that fails, then just offer to fuck him."

"I've got to find him," Amber said, not even waiting for Michelle's approval before taking off to look for him.

First place she headed was for the bar but didn't see him there. She scanned the crowd but didn't see him anywhere. She had to find him and explain to him and beg his forgiveness. Finally spotting him she hurried over but stopped almost immediately. He had the blonde on one arm and a brunette on the other and was heading for the door.

"No," she gasped, not wanting to believe that Floyd could go from wanting her to leaving with two women that fast.

She held out hope that he was just being nice and walking them to door or something, but that hope faded when the brunette grabbed his ass. When he hooked his arm around the brunette's waist and grabbed her ass in return, it all came crashing down on Amber. Feeling tears start to well up in her eyes, she turned and looked for some privacy.

"What's wrong?" Michelle asked, seeing the tears in Amber's eyes.

"He left," Amber said, pushing past her. She didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. She just wanted to be alone and get herself together before anyone else saw her crying.

"Did you find him before he left?" Michelle asked, following Amber.

"He left with someone else," Amber elaborated.

"Fuck," Michelle cursed under her breath. "Do you want to leave then?"

"Give me a minute," Amber said, spotting the restrooms. "I just want to be alone for a little bit."

Pushing the door open, she stopped to look at herself in the mirror. The image staring back at her wasn't one she liked. Her makeup was running and her eyes were red from crying, but most importantly it was the face of a woman who was coming to grips with the idea that her first real serious relationship was over.

He was just like the rest of them, she thought to herself, standing up straight. Wiping the tears from her eyes with her fingers she went into one of the stalls to get some toilet paper to do a better job of drying her eyes.

Sitting down on the back of the toilet she shut the door of the stall and put her feet on the seat so no one would see her and want to talk if they came in. She didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. Not until she had everything back under control and she wouldn't have to explain why she'd been crying. Putting her purse on her lap she pulled out her makeup and started to touch up her makeup.

"You never could wait, you know that?" Amber heard a voice say as the door to the bathroom opened.

"I've never heard you complain before," a different female voice said in response.

"Yeah, but that was before you suddenly decided you wanted to fuck me in the bathroom of a crowded party," the first voice said, catching Amber off guard. Two women having sex was far from an alien concept to her but the idea that they might do it right in front of her without knowing she was there was new.

"You know you want it as much as I do," the second woman said.

"I do, but here?" the first woman said, making Amber shift around on the toilet to look through the cracks in the stall to see if she could see anything through them.

"Yes, here," the second woman said. "Just give me a quickie, and then we can go somewhere more private."

Peering through the cracks all Amber could see was the back of the one of their heads. She couldn't tell who either of them were, but she recognized one of the voices. She couldn't quite place it, but she knew she'd heard it in the last few hours. As she searched through her memory for who the voice belonged to the second woman moved out of the way and the answer to the question was looking right at her.

"Oh yeah," Jennifer Garner said, her eyes rolling back into her head as the mystery woman's hand disappeared under her dress.

Amber couldn't believe what she was seeing. Jennifer Garner, who'd she just had a nice chat with earlier, was sitting on the counter while another woman pulled her panties down. It was quite the sight and she was torn as to whether to keep quiet and just enjoy the show or make her presence known and risk the show ending before it got any further.

Since she didn't really want to talk to anyone, she decided that she'd play the voyeur and just watch for a bit. If she got horny enough she could always ask to join in a few minutes. Or there was always Michelle waiting outside for her if Jennifer and her friend didn't want a third wheel.

"Oh Keri," Jennifer moaned as the other woman, who most likely was named Keri, dropped to her knees in front of her.

Amber tried to move around quietly to get a better view but all she could see was the back of Keri's head and Jennifer's legs. She could see Jennifer's upper body and Keri's lower body of course, but the action between Jennifer's legs was what she really wanted to see.

"Eat me," Jennifer demanded, grabbing the back of Keri's head. "Yeah, right there."

Pulling her own dress up to her waist Amber reached under it and let her fingers play with her pussy through her panties as she watched. When Jennifer pulled down the straps of her dress and her tits came into view Amber couldn't take it any longer and pulled her panties to the side so her fingers could get better access.

"Give me a finger," Jennifer instructed.

Wanting to feel like she was part of the action without actually being in it, Amber slipped a finger into her own pussy. She bit her lip to stifle the gasp that threatened to come out of her mouth.

Sliding another finger into her pussy Amber used her other hand to stimulate her clit as she watched Keri go down on Jennifer. The sight of Jennifer's tits while she pinched her nipples was getting Amber very worked up. The fact that she was also watching a woman eat Jennifer's pussy at the same time had her so hot that she could feel her orgasm coming quickly.

"Fuck yeah," Jennifer moaned, grinding her ass into the counter right in front of Amber's eyes.

"Oh," Amber moaned before she could catch herself.

"Who's there?" Jennifer demanded and Amber could see Keri's head turn to look around the bathroom, a frightened look on her shiny, pussy juice covered face.

"I didn't mean to watch," Amber said, not bothering to fully straighten herself out before pushing the door of the stall open. "I was just in here and then you started and, well, I couldn't help myself."

"Amber?" Jennifer said, seeing Amber in the stall right across from where they were with her dress around her waist and her panties not quite back in place.

"Yeah," Amber said sheepishly, getting off the toilet. "I'll go now so you can have your privacy."

"You look like you were enjoying it," Jennifer noticed as Amber finally started straightening her dress. "Why don't you stay? I'm sure Keri could use someone to help her out."

"You said just a quickie," Keri said, moving out of the way enough for Amber to get her first good glimpse of Jennifer's well groomed pussy.

"I know, but this way you might get me off quicker," Jennifer pointed out.

"I should go," Amber said even though she really wanted to stay. She couldn't stay. She had only gone into the bathroom as a direct result of watching Floyd jump right on to the next pair of women that crossed his path, so if she stayed she'd be doing the same thing.

"You want to stay, so why not stay?" Jennifer asked.

There was far too much logic in the question for Amber. Why should she deny herself something she wanted to do because of Floyd? He hadn't done that so she shouldn't have to either, should she?

Jennifer grinned as Amber's movements toward the door stopped and instead reversed course and headed for her and Keri. Grabbing the back of Keri's head she pushed it back toward her pussy and motioned for Amber to jump in wherever she felt like it.

Seeing Jennifer's invitation Amber couldn't decide where to attack first. Keri's ass looked inviting as she knelt in front of Jennifer, but Jennifer's bare tits looked mighty tempting as well. In the end she went for the flesh that was already exposed and latched onto one of Jennifer's tits.

"Ooh, goodie," Jennifer moaned excitedly as Amber's mouth sucked on her breast.

Swirling her tongue around the nipple in her mouth Amber positioned her head so she could look down Jennifer's body and watch Keri work. She watched as Keri's tongue slithered out and licked Jennifer's pussy from the bottom to the top before settling on her clit.

"Fuck," Jennifer moaned, the two mouths on her most sensitive parts driving her crazy. She had been closing in on her orgasm when she'd heard the noise, and she picking right back up where she'd left off and Amber was only adding to her pleasure.

Pulling her mouth off of Jennifer tit Amber reached up and pulled her head down for a kiss. When Keri hit a sensitive spot Jennifer opened her mouth to moan and Amber took the opportunity to let her tongue slip into the void. As the kiss deepened Amber let her hands fondle and massage Jennifer's breasts.

"So good," Jennifer moaned, breaking the kiss. She was in complete ecstasy and didn't want it to end but knew that it probably would the moment she got her rocks off. Keri had only signed on for a little quickie and Amber would probably leave when she did, but she was going to enjoy the treatment while it lasted.

"Don't hold back," Amber said, noticing the way Jennifer seemed to be concentrating on prolonging the experience.

Amber's command broke Jennifer's concentration and she couldn't regain it in time to stop herself. Grunting, her eyes rolled back in her head. By the time she got herself ready to get her concentration back Amber leaned down to suck on one of her nipples and she passed the point of no return.

"Eat me," Jennifer moaned to Keri as she felt the rush of her orgasm start to hit her. She held Amber to her chest with one hand and buried her other in Keri's hair to keep her from leaving.

"I have to go," Keri said when Jennifer finally let go of her hair.

"What about you?" Jennifer asked Keri as she turned on the water to wash the pussy juice from her mouth and chin. She wanted to keep the little threesome together at least for a little longer and Keri was the one that needed to be swayed. "You didn't get any."

"I'll talk to you later," Keri said, kissing Jennifer goodbye before leaving.

"I guess you want to leave too?" Jennifer asked Amber.

"You know, my friend Michelle is out there and she'd probably like to meet you," Amber suggested.