Snowed In 58

All characters are fictional and over 18 years old.

"You ski like you have really good health insurance," Riley said. She hefted her skis off her shoulder and leaned them against the side of the cabin underneath an icicle-crusted overhang.

"I haven't wiped out in like... well it's been at least a month," Jess argued, putting her skis next to Riley's. She took off her beanie and shook her black hair free, running her fingers through her scalp to unflatten her locks. "I just don't see the fun in taking the longest path imaginable down a mountain."

"I don't see the fun in a broken back."

"Oh, I can see the fun in a broken back," Ella, Jess' girlfriend, called out from behind them. Her pale cheeks were pink from exertion and the icy breeze whipping across the mountain and her bangs stuck to her forehead from the melted snowflakes. Riley rolled her eyes and walked back to their car to help Daisy, who was struggling with her gear.

"Here, let me get your poles," Riley said, offering a hand.

"Thanks!" Daisy said, her voice cheerful and bright. "It's so beautiful out, look at the snow piling up on the tree branches."

Riley grunted and looked at the treeline that Daisy was staring at. It was very pretty, but she wouldn't exactly describe the below-freezing temperature and heavy snowfall as "beautiful." Riley felt a hand on her arm as she stared at the trees and saw Daisy smiling at her with soft eyes.

"I just wanted to say thanks for going slow today out there. I know Jess and Ella like to fly down the mountain, so it's nice to have someone that matches my speed," Daisy said.

"Yeah, that just about explains the relationship. Always going at 100 miles an hour, usually crashing into each other," Riley laughed, diffusing the compliment with a joke. They watched Jess smack Ella's butt as she walked up the stairs, both disappearing into the cabin.

"It's still so crazy that they're dating now. I mean they were always best friends, but I can't imagine them..." Daisy said, trailing off.

"You can't imagine them, what? Fucking?" Riley said as she grabbed bags of food and clothes from the car.

"Yes, being intimate," Daisy said softly. Riley narrowed her eyes. Was Daisy blushing from the conversation or the cold?

"Yeah, that's a good point. Who do you think is calling the shots there? Ella has always been super kinky, but Jess is a bit more obvious with her flirting," Riley said. She watched through the window of the cabin as Jess wrapped her arms around Ella and whispered something in her ear.

"Oh, I don't know about all of that," Daisy said, now certainly blushing from the conservation. "I just meant that I can't imagine being friends with someone for so long and then figuring out that you actually love them instead."

"Maybe it's both? Love doesn't have to replace friendship," Riley shrugged. "What has you thinking about this stuff?"

"I just haven't seen them so close. They really are cute though," Daisy smiled to cover her pensive expression.

Riley nodded and walked into the cabin, tossing her bags next to the door. It was a small, cozy space built from thick cedar logs and decorated with furs, old ski equipment, and leather furniture. When she was little, her grandfather used to take her and her cousins up to the cabin during their Christmas vacation to give their parents a break from all of the chaos. After he passed, he left the cabin to Riley. It was a bit surreal to own a piece of property as a 23-year-old, but she was never going to sell it.

"Where's Ella and Jess?" Daisy asked, putting her jacket up on a hook and peeling off her sweatshirt. Riley's eyes flickered to her exposed hips and stomach. With all of the talk about sex and friendships, Riley was looking at her friend a bit longer than she normally would have. Daisy was short with an athletic figure, and Riley could see evidence of ab muscles. She always wore her dark brown hair up in a bun or a braid, but she let it fall down her shoulders to dry off from the snow.

"Guess," Riley said, nodding her head toward one of the two bedrooms. The door was closed and she could hear the old wooden bed frame creak every few seconds. Daisy's eyes went wide and she whipped her head around to Riley.

"They're... having sex? With us here?" She asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, did none of your roommates have sex when you were in college?" Riley asked, confused at Daisy's confusion.

"I don't think so. I mean, I never heard anything... I guess that there was this one time where my roommate asked me to leave so she could study with her boyfriend..."

"Oh, my sweet, precious flower. What I would give to be as innocent as you," Riley laughed and pinched her cheek. Daisy swatted her hand away and shot her an annoyed look.

"I'm not innocent! I watch porn, you know," Daisy said as if it would win the argument. Riley laughed again and began putting food away in cabinets.

"Oh yeah? That's crazy, Daisy."

"I'm not so different from you three. I can get myself off perfectly fine, thank you very much."

"I didn't realize. You're always quiet when we talk about this stuff," Riley said, genuinely surprised.

"I figure my masturbation isn't as interesting as your sex life. Though it's probably more consistent... and more... me focused?" Daisy looked for the right words.

"Yeah, probably. I don't think a man has ever made me cum," Riley admitted. She had sex with a few men in college, but it was usually influenced by a concoction of boredom and loneliness. Riley was happy enough to please her partner and feel a physical connection, but if she was being honest with herself, she didn't feel much when she hooked up with strangers.

"Well, that doesn't make much sense. Why would you keep having sex if you're not going to reach an orgasm?"

"I... that's actually a good point."

"Thank you," Daisy said, looking pleased with herself. She lifted up two of her bags and started walking toward the other bedroom. "They did make it easy to figure out the bunking situation."

Riley laughed and followed Daisy into the bedroom. There was a single queen bed and two dressers, one of which Daisy was busy putting clothes into. Riley went to the other side of the room and took some fresh clothes out of her bag, anxious to get out of her cold, wet ski clothes. She quickly pulled on a new pair of underwear and sweatpants before throwing a warm crew neck over her shoulders. Riley eyed a mirror above the dresser and saw Daisy looking over her shoulder at her. They made eye contact for a brief second before Daisy quickly turned away and returned to her unpacking.

"Riley, look... the snow's really picking up out there," Daisy said, staring out a window. Riley joined her and saw a thick flurry of heavy snow out the window. The air was so thick with snow that she could barely see the treeline.

"You think we'll be able to get out to ski tomorrow?" Daisy asked.

"I don't know if we'll be able to open the door," Riley laughed. "I'm gonna get started on dinner, you wanna help?"

"I'd love to," Daisy smiled. Walking out to the kitchen, Riley could still hear barely muffled moans and steady bed creaking come from the other bedroom. She looked over at Daisy, who was slightly blushing and pretending not to listen.

Riley put one of her grandfather's old CDs in the stereo to drown out the noise and began taking out ingredients for lasagna. Usually, Riley hated having someone else in the kitchen with her. She moved fast, and anger bubbled within her every time someone got in her way. Daisy was low maintenance, however. She stayed in one spot, chopped vegetables neatly, and didn't try to force conversation. After a few minutes, it was like they were sharing one brain as they moved throughout the tiny cabin kitchen.

"Here," Riley said, offering Daisy a glass of red wine. There was still most of a bottle left after only using a splash in the sauce, and Riley was never one to let a good bottle go to waste.

"You know I'm a lightweight," Daisy said, taking a long sip.

"You're efficient," Riley corrected. "Which is good, because this stuff is equal parts old and expensive."

The smell of baking lasagna soon filled the cabin and was soon joined by crackling firewood as Riley threw together a few logs in the fireplace. As soon as all the work around the kitchen was done and Riley and Daisy settled down on the couch by the fire, Jess and Ella emerged from their room.

"Smells great," Jess said, sheepishly looking around the cabin.

"Oh yeah," Ella added, a bit too enthusiastically.

"Worked up an appetite?" Riley asked with raised eyebrows. Jess and Ella shared a quick guilty look.

"Hey, no judgment from me. If anything, I'm jealous," Riley said, feeling the wine start to warm her up. Daisy perked up from the other end of the couch, spinning around to look at Jess and Ella.

"Jealous?" Ella asked. She poured herself a glass of wine and slumped into a big leather chair next to the fire. "Didn't you see Ryan last week?"

"Yeah," Riley sighed. Ryan was the only other young person that lived in her apartment complex and always made himself available whenever he got a late-night text from Riley. He was pretty and a good kisser, but he had the emotional depth of a puddle and was a dreadful conversationalist.

"And...? Did he climb the mountain? Reach the summit? Circle around the trailhead?" Ella asked, her tone hushed and seductive.

"He started off steady, but turned around halfway and sprinted to the base," Riley laughed.

"You did not orgasm?" Daisy asked.

"No, I didn't cum. I think I might be broken," Riley said.

"You can get yourself off, right?" Jess called over from the kitchen as she plated four plates of food and brought them over to the couch.

"Oh, easily. It's just... different," Riley said, speaking in between bites. Jess and Ella shared another look, which Riley caught.

"What?" She asked, but Jess and Ella just smiled and ate their pasta.

"This is really good, Riley," Ella said with a big forkful of food and an obnoxious smile on her face.

"They think you're gay," Daisy said. "I mean..."

"Oh, come on," Riley put her plate down and looked around in disbelief. Jess, Ella, and Daisy were all folded over in laughter. "You too, Daisy? You're so straight you might as well be parallel."

"No, I'm not," she said, her voice soft. Jess and Ella turned from Riley to Daisy, their jaws dropped. Daisy finished her glass of wine and poured another. She met Riley's gaze, who was equally stunned.

"I've never really found the idea of having sex with a man to be appealing. People just assume I'm straight because I'm quiet about it," Daisy said. "Not that there's a problem with being loud."

Ella and Jess laughed, but Riley was still shocked.

"Pass me the bottle," Riley said to Daisy, who held eye contact with her for a second longer than necessary as she passed it over. "Have you ever... done anything?"

"No, but I've always thought about it," Daisy admitted. "My family and the church, well you know how it is. Not really a lot of opportunities to actually get out there."

"This is so exciting," Jess said. "Who would've thought we would all turn up gay?"

"Well, the jury's still out on Riley. What do you think, Daisy?" Ella asked, giving Riley a sarcastically sweet look. Daisy's cheeks flushed an even brighter pink.

"Do you ever think about having sex with a woman?" she asked, turning to fully face her. Riley felt all three women stare into her soul, and she was suddenly very aware of how tipsy she was. The music was still playing softly in the background, accented by the crackling fire. Her silence was loud, but how was she supposed to answer something like that? Before Daisy admitted that she wasn't straight, everything seemed so playful and inconsequential. Now, everyone had put their food down and were looking at Riley expectantly.

"Do you mean right now?" Riley asked, chasing her awkward question with a sip of wine.

"Yeah, I think Daisy was asking if you're horny right now," Jess said. She shifted closer to Riley and patted her thigh. Riley felt like she was caught in a current, being tossed around and disoriented.

"No, I mean, yes... I don't know, there's a lot going on right now," Riley stuttered. "I mean I obviously have thought about having sex with a girl, who hasn't?"

"I've thought about it," Ella joked.

"Yeah, me too," Daisy jumped in.

"I was thinking about it half an hour ago while getting my pussy licked," Jess laughed. The room exploded with laughter, drowning out the fire and the stereo.

"What does it feel like?" Daisy giggled. "And taste like. I've always wanted to know."

"Do you want to find out?" Ella asked. She leaned forward in her chair with a suggestive smile on her lips.

Riley's eyes went wide and she felt herself clench her thighs together. She felt a pressure between her legs, the same kind she felt just before reaching into her nightstand drawer. Riley lightly elbowed Jess, who just gave her a smile and sank back further into the couch, clearly amused.

"How? Right here?" Daisy asked in disbelief. "I can't have sex with you, I mean Jess..."

"Purely educational, right babe?" Jess looked to her girlfriend.

"Of course! You don't even need to take your pants off," Ella got up and sat down criss-crossed on the rug in front of the fire. Daisy looked at Riley as if to ask, "Should I do this?" Riley nodded once, feeling very hot all of the sudden. Reassured, Daisy sat down with Ella, who shifted behind her and moved her hair away from the side of her neck. Ella took Daisy's hand and positioned it between her legs with her fingertips on the crease of her thigh. Ella laid her hand over Daisy's and pushed Daisy's fingers against her labia, covered by her leggings. Daisy gasped, a quick, sharp inhale, as Ella slowly stroked her.

"Imagine that warmth and pressure... but with this," Ella whispered into her ear. She parted her lips, extended her tongue wide and flat, and licked a slow, lazy line from Daisy's collarbone to her ear. Daisy closed her eyes and relaxed back into Ella's arms. Riley clenched her thighs again, squeezing her legs as if it would quench her growing arousal.

"This is nice... OH," Daisy whispered as Ella licked a second line and wrapped her lips around her earlobe, simultaneously circling Daisy's fingers around her clit. When Ella removed her lips and fingers from Daisy, she looked like she could've spent a lot longer in Ella's arms.

"And the taste?" Jess asked. Riley tore her eyes away from her friend's eroticism and looked at Jess, who was fully blushing and clearly aroused. "I think that was the second part of it."

The air was still and thick with tension as the four friends exchanged brief eye contact. They had been friends for so long that providing graphic detail about their sex lives was expected for a trip like this. Up to this point, they had never crossed into anything sexual with each other, but with Ella and Jess dating now and Daisy's sexual revelation, everything seemed up in the air.

Riley felt the heat from the fire and the need building in her core. Her eyes darted between her friends: Daisy's muscles on her arms and thighs, Ella's long neck down to her cleavage, and Jess' wide hips and full lips. She could feel her heartbeat between her legs, pulsing gently.

What does it feel like... and taste like... I've always wanted to know...

Daisy's words echoed in her mind. What did it feel like, to have another's lips and tongue on the most sensitive part of the body? With an unfortunate history of selfish lovers, she never had someone pleasure her with their mouth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make anyone uncomfortable..." Daisy trailed off as Riley lifted her hips off the couch and pulled her sweatpants off in one quick motion. All eyes traveled up her ankles to her thighs to her pussy, which was covered by grey cotton underwear. Riley blushed, seeing a patch of dark grey fabric at the bottom of her underwear. She was thoroughly soaked.

"I've always wanted to know, too," Riley said, shifting to the front of the couch and separating her thighs. Daisy nodded, her eyes staring straight between her legs, struggling to hold eye contact. Ella and Jess sat with their mouths open and eyes wide. They looked at each other, then Daisy, and finally Riley.

"You too, Riley?" Jess whispered, as if there were still secrets left to share.

"I'm just curious," Riley said. She felt three pairs of eyes burn into her. Her exposed skin bristled and her palms started to sweat.

"You look more than curious," Ella said with a smile on her lips. She got up and sat on the arm of the couch next to Jess, leaving Daisy alone in front of the fire. "Don't let me get in the way."

Daisy's eyes flicked up to Riley's. They shimmered with the fire, hungry. She didn't need to say anything for Riley to know how she felt.

"Right here?" Riley said, whispering as if it mattered. Daisy crawled up to the edge of the couch and looked up at her.

"They'll be able to hear you anyways," Daisy said. She pushed her hands under Riley's hips and pulled them closer to her so her face was inches from her pussy. Her fingers traced the edge of her underwear and slid underneath the waistband, pausing to wait for some kind of affirmative from Riley.

"Are you sure? You've waited so long for the right person," Riley said softly. She reached down and put her hands on Daisy's cheeks.

"Does this feel right to you?" Daisy pulled her underwear down off her hips and put her lips to her inner thigh. Riley felt electricity shoot up her leg straight to her clit. She heard Jess lightly gasp as Daisy extended her tongue, licking a slow line up to the crease of her thigh.

"Yes," Riley breathed. It did feel right. She relaxed into the soft leather couch and opened her legs further to encourage Daisy. Riley felt the weight on the couch shift and heard soft footsteps as Jess and Ella moved to the big armchair to give them space. She felt Daisy's breath on her sex, warm and fast like she was nervous or excited. Riley looked down and saw her eyes staring up at her. Daisy reached up and grabbed Riley's hand, putting it on the side of her head.

"Show me how you like it," Daisy said. Riley blinked, her breath heavy. In the corner of the room, Ella was straddling Jess, deeply kissing her. She felt Daisy's soft hair in her fingers and wrapped her hand around the back of her head, lightly guiding her lips inward. Daisy extended her tongue and dragged the tip up through her folds. Riley felt her move away for a second and opened her eyes to see her smiling up at her.

"You taste like sex," Daisy said. "There's no other words..." Daisy gasped into her pussy as Riley pulled her back against her and squeezed her thighs tight around her head. The nerves were gone now, completely melted away by the heat between them. Daisy immediately started licking faster and greedily sucking on her clit.

"Slow... tease me..." Riley whispered, lightly pulling her head back. Daisy mumbled something incomprehensible into her clit before slowing down. She kissed her clit softly, separating each time and kissing at a different angle. Daisy placed soft, wet, kisses all around her sensitive nub. Riley pushed her thighs together again, needing more. She felt her tongue again, this time steady and flat. She licked up, slowly, coaxing Riley softly towards an orgasm.

"Daisy... you're so fucking good..." Riley moaned. The fire crackled and the armchair squeaked as Ella put her hand down the front of Jess' pants, slipping her fingers inside her. Riley made eye contact with Jess, who was shamelessly watching while Ella whispered in her ear. Jess moaned as Ella curled her fingers up. She gave Riley a soft smile before melting into Ella's arms.

Riley gripped Daisy's hair and held her tight as she brought her closer and closer to a climax. It was ecstasy like she had never felt before. Deep, resonating pulses echoed with each stroke. She was hot and sweating and thrusting her hips wantonly like she was discovering pleasure for the first time. Daisy's tongue worked hard with a circling pressure, kissing and licking like she was in love with her pussy.