Twisted Vacation

Twisted Vacation Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or names mentioned in this chapter or story. I'm simply writing about them.

Recap: Lei-Fang arrives on Zack Island and becomes furious with the millionaire himself for lying. At least she's got a little bit of happiness: Hitomi is there to keep her company. She also ends up becoming friends with Christie after realizing that she does have a heart, despite the murderous vibes she gives off. Hitomi becomes jealous and drinks enough to render her unconscious, and Lei-Fang searches for anyone else that downed the booze with her, only to find those two in the middle of intercourse. While witnessing it, she discovers new things about herself and returns to the hotel, feeling a bit odd.

Thanx to those of you who reviewed, I really do appreciate it. If you read this the whole way through, please do the same. | | | | I was greeted with a friendly menu, displaying the selectable channels that the hotel allowed guests to view. I scrolled through with the arrow buttons on the remote, having to move my head from category to category because of the size of the television, searching for something that would take my mind off the events of the day, and remove that one major emotion: Guilt.

Hmm.News? No, I could have cared less about what was going on with the rest of the world at that moment. Local? How could anything have been local on a secluded little island? Anime? No, I'd grown out of those cartoons that were constantly being imported from Japan. Movies? Sure. 'A movie will do me good', I decided, and clicked the 'select' button.

More selections came up. Action, drama, science-fiction, sports.I read them off and kept a mental note of each one, judging whether or not it would be worth my time. The action sounded good, so I clicked it. Another dialog came up with 2 selections, '#-M' and 'N-Z'. I thought for a few seconds on the movies I'd seen recently, and the name 'Jackie Chan' popped into my head. A martial arts master AND professional actor from China.I sighed, wondering what it would be like to meet with him. Something about him made him stand out from the other fighting movies. 'Rush Hour!' I thought. That was a great movie, it had the right mix of humor and action, so I clicked when the 'N-Z' rectangle was highlighted. My eyes scanned over the movie titles as they sped up the screen while I searched for the 'R' section.there it was. I clicked when I saw the movie I was looking for.

It said '15 minutes remaining'.

"Bah." I clicked the 'back' button twice, and chose the #-M, searching for nothing in particular. Then, something caught my eye.

'Dead or Alive Tournaments'.

Could it be.? I clicked on the second one, and it played the movie. Strangely enough, it showed Jann Lee and I fighting each other on that night.the blue-black sky extending out over the top of the screen, yellowish fireflies buzzing around and away from he and I exchanging punches and kicks, the shallow stream we stood in that eventually led to a waterfall.it would have been the perfect romantic setting, but it was still a fighting tournament.

That was where I had faulted, I failed to remember that we were fighting each other for a reason , and instead let the peaceful atmosphere get to me. I'll admit, I had taken a liking to Jann Lee, and couldn't bring myself to my full fighting potential. It didn't matter, though, worrying about what could have been never got anyone anywhere. That was one of the first lessons I'd learned as a child.

A knock disrupted my thoughts, and I clicked the power button on the TV to get up and walk over to the door.

"Who is it?" I asked, wondering if they'd say anything about me being in someone else's room while they were sleeping.

"Room service. Is that you, Ms. Lei-Fang? We've been notified of Ms. Hitomi's condition." That made things easier.

"Ah, okay." I opened the door and looked at the same delivery boy dressed in the red hotel uniform that had brought me that huge diamond two days ago. He carried a small, rectangular box in his hands, wrapped in shiny black paper and tied with a pink satin bo
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"This is for you." He said, and handed me the gift. I took it, reluctantly at first, but realized that it was probably from Christie. She was either fast, or I'd spent too much time staring at the televisio
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"Who from?" I asked, just to make sure.

"Oh. They wished to remain anonymous, ma'am. My apologies." I didn't say anything for a moment, but thought of something bad happening instead.

"Why would they do that?" I asked. "I mean.could it be dangerous? It's not from Zack, is it?"

"No, ma'am, it's not from him. They might have done it to make it more of a surprise. We screen everything before delivering it, so there's no chance of it being a threat.although....." he trailed off, and I could see a smirk on his face.

"Although? Although, what?" He was forced to look away from me, and he was obviously holding back a laugh. "Tell me."

"Although.it might not be something you'd expect, ma'am."

Well, I could rest assured that the odds of that happening were slim, considering the strange gifts I'd been getting lately. One thing I couldn't stand was people telling me something that I already knew.

"Really, now. Do you know what it is???" He held a hand over his mouth, even though I could tell he was smiling. I shook the box next to my head, hearing an object shift back and forth in its enclosure.

"I'm not at liberty to say, ma'am. We stress confidentiality here on Zack Island." It looked like he was about to tear; his eyes were a bit shinier than usual. I almost wished that the laugh would have escaped his lips so I'd have some justification for hitting him. Did he really have to b.s. me? I would have glared at him, but I was too tired. I sighed, rolled my eyes, and shut the door instead, but he was quick.

"You're welcome, ma'am," he said, even before the door had finished closing. I heard him laugh on his way down the hall and back to the lobby.

"Baka." I said, and sat down on the bed easily so as not to disrupt Hitomi, but she stirred anyways.the noise must have awoken her. She began mumbling again, moving her arms around like she was trying to ward off the low- powered lights illuminating her bedroom, and rubbing her eyes. I quickly threw the box under the bed. It could wait.

"Leh.Fang." she slurred. I walked around to the other side of the bed, brushing her soft brown hair out of her face. Thankfully, her blue eyes didn't have the anger in them that Christie's usually did. Instead of being icy, they were more like the sky on a warm, cloudless day.

"Hitomi, I'm here." I said caringly.

"Lei.what time is it?" It took her a while to formulate the words correctly. I looked over at the red digital numbers in the clock sitting on her nightstand.

"9:37" I told her. "How are you feeling?"

"Aaaaghh." I could tell she was having trouble staying awake, and she futilely tried to prop herself up on an elbow. Then, a quick movement surprised me: her hand shot to her mouth and her cheeks bulged out like a squirrel's. I knew what it was, and held the partially full trash can up for her. More of the foul smelling liquid that occupied the bag poured forth from her mouth, making sickening sounds as it made contact with the plastic and splashed on itself. I looked away and breathed only through my mouth. When she was done, she wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand and I set the can down. I could see embarrassment on her face, despite her drunken state.

"Sorry." she mumbled. I was still mad, but also sad to see her like this. I brushed the hair out of her half-lidded eyes again and made her look at me.

"How much did you drink?" She shook her head, almost uncontrollably.

"I lost count.too much.Hey, we have to play volleyball! Lei-Fang." I almost giggled.

"Hitomi, it's already too dark outside. We can't play until tomorrow, and I camostmost guarantee that you'll have a headache."

"Oh..I forgot." At least she wasn't an irrational drunk. "I have to use the bathroom.really bad." She threw the blankets off of herself, and I could see that her top was removed from her left breast. I quickly slipped it on for her and blushed. She would have done the same, had she been sober. "Sorry."

She kept her arm around my shoulders and I put mine around her waist, allowing her to put some of her weight on me. We made it to the room about 20 feet away from the right side of the bed with Hitomi wincing about the extra bit of pressure being put on her bladder every time a foot was placed on the white carpeted floor. I stayed in, even after she sat down on the toilet, but turned away with my arms folded over each other. She giggled.

"Lei-Fang.I" *hiccup* "hehe.I don't need y-" *hiccup* "you in here." I smiled at the reflection of her in the large mirror and said:

"I can't leave you in here by yourself with the door locked. What if you fell?"

"Oh." she said. She almost looked lost, or confused. I couldn't tell, I didn't have much experience with drunken people. I blocked out the all-too- familiar sound by playing a song in my head. When the sound had gone away, I could tell she was still sitting down. My eyes involuntarily shot to the mirror to see her with her legs closed, back hunched over a little bit, hair fallen to the sides of her face.just sitting there, twiddling her thumbs and looking guilty. I knew the expression right away because I'd experienced so much of it that day.

"Lei-Fang?" She didn't look up.

"Yes?" There was a brief pause.

".Are you mad with me?" I sighed.

"Not as much as I was earlier. You know that a person can die of alcohol poisoning, right?" She gave a small nod.

"Yeah..but-" *hiccup* "I didn't know how much I was drinking."

Hitomi could seem like such a cute, innocent little girl most of the time, even though I knew she was really a fully grown woman. Still, the false innocence made me worry about her, especially in times like this.

"You really had Christie and I concerned. I went to the bartender to ask what he gave you, but he couldn't remember how much. Then I went to find Ayane and Tina, but they were.." I stopped talking immediately.

"Huh? What were-" *hiccup* "they doing?" My mouth moved, but no words came out. I searched for the right ones to say it nicely, but they wouldn't come.

"They.I couldn't find them. I looked all over the place, but I couldn't find them." I made it a point to tell her the truth later. She rubbed her eyes again and yawned.

"I'm sorry" she said, and I could tell that she really meant it. "If you hate me." *hiccup* "then I understand."

Hate? How could I hate her for doing that?

"Hitomi." I kneeled down in front of her, folded my arms on her smooth knees, and looked at her face. A tear rolled down my cheek, but I ignored it. "I'd never hate you, especially for something like this. You probably had your reasons..and besides, it was your choice. You'll always be my friend, no matter what happens. Okay?" It took her a moment to absorb all I'd said, but she nodded happily. I hooked the hair on the side of her face behind an ear and kissed her on the cheek. "Come, on, let's get you changed and back to your bed."

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"Wanna watch a movie?" I asked, lying next to her with my back supported by two pillows. Hitomi shrugged. "Still tired?" she shook her head, throwing hair everywhere. I almost laughed again. She acted even more like a kid when she was intoxicated.

"It smells.."

Oh, the bag. I'd almost forgotten.I reached for the phone and called room service to come and pick it up, and they disposed of it within five minutes. Then I remembered what Christie said about making her drink water to ease the hangover tomorrow, so I got a bottle out from the fridge and gave it to her.

"But.I'm not thirsty" she objected. It seemed like she didn't want any more liquids entering her system for a while.

"You really should. Christie said it would lessen the pain of the headache you'll have tomorrow if you drink it." That name made her want to drink it even less, but enough arguing and I managed to make her consume half of the bottle.

"I don't believe her."

"Well, believe me then. I remembered hearing something about it a while ago. The alcohol sucks the moisture out of your brain cells and makes your head hurt really badly. You want to play volleyball tomorrow, don't you?"

She nodded.

"Okay, then. Drink up."

She finished the rest of the bottle with a burp and dropped it into the newly replaced trash bag on the side of her bed.

"Movie? Yes or no?" She shook her head.

"Not really." I dropped the remote between us and tried to think up something else to do. It wouldn't be right to play cards with her, and I didn't feel much like bugging her about what she did until she sobered up. Then, that gift delivered earlier popped into my head. What in the world could it be if Zack didn't deliver it? I could only think of Christie, because she said that she'd send me something to relax. I reached under the bed, picked it up, and placed it in my lap. She looked over with curiosity on her face

"Nan desu ka?" (What is it?) she asked.

"I don't know.I'm not even sure who it's from, but I have an idea." I felt the pink satin bow between my fingers and hooked a thumb under a loop.

"Well.open it." I sighed again.

"Here goes." I pulled the fat lace, undoing the bow, and placed it between Hitomi and I. The black wrapping paper was pulled tightly around the box inside, and my fingers felt around for a fold or overlapping piece of it. It must have been self adhesive because there wasn't any tape holding it shut. I pulled it apart, leaving an opening, and pushed on the other side to get a hold of the white, cardboard box inside.

"You take too long" Hitomi said.

"Urusai." (Shut up.) I pulled the top of the box off, only to find a mess of white tissue paper. When I parted it aside, my first thought was that I was hallucinating.but when I blinked, and heard Hitomi's laugh, I knew it was really there.

Inside the box was a beige colored, nine inch phallus shaped object. Actually, it was a real model of a phallus, complete with the ribbing and slight vein bulges, and a head bigger than the shaft. It came complete with two equal sized testicles.

I couldn't believe it. Who in the hell would have sent me this? I didn't see how it could come from Christie, but she was the only one I could think of.

Hitomi picked up the rubber cock and gripped it at the base, shaking it in my face and poking my cheek with the head.

"Haha, it wiggles." she said, still slightly slurring. I slapped it away from me and it landed on the floor a few feet from the bed. Sure enough, there was a small card at the bottom of the box.

"Hope this helps you take your mind off of things. Love - Christie."

"Hey.why'd you do that for?" Hitomi asked. She got up from the bed, stumbling over herself, and picked up the dildo in her hands. She brought it up to her face and looked it in the eye.or what could have been an eye, but was really just a hole. "It's so big! And almost looks real! Except." *hiccup* "real ones are more solid." She shook it again, laughing at how much it bounced.

I almost got up to take the cock away from her, but she looked so....I don't know. Like she'd never seen something like it before. I knew it was just because she was drunk, but it was hard to look away. I felt those same feelings from earlier that day come up: looking at another woman, getting those urges to stick something down there.'You really are a fucking pervert' I told myself.

No! It was Hitomi, my only real friend on the island. And there she stood, examining a fake penis that was supposed to be a present to me. The way she eyed it though.the pervert inside of me took over my head, and I waited to see what she'd do with it.

"Look how swollen the top is! Maybe it'll fit in my mouth." she touched the tip of her tongue to the cock in front of her, slowly running it over the head and a bit past it. It went in her mouth, her lips closing over the bulge. She looked at me with those same innocent eyes, but it was obvious that she wanted something. She pushed it in a little more, taking it in easily until it reached the back of her throat. She closed her eyes, swallowed, and pushed the rest of the thick shaft into her mouth until the bulging gonads were touching her mouth.

I couldn't believe it. I was wet already, and my hand went for my private area. There was something different, though. It was the same feeling as when I saw Tina and Ayane in the jungle, but it was stronger than before. It seemed that much hotter because Hitomi was my friend, and this was something my mind nev never gotten anywhere close to thinking about. I didn't resist, but lost control. There wasn't much I could do to make myself resist the beautiful creature in front of me deepthroating an inanimate object to make me feel good. The 'drunk' factor vanished.

Hitomi tried to say something, but the object inside of her throat wouldn't let her. She pulled it out be bae balls, the length slowly growing inch by inch as it came out of her mouth. It seemed like it couldn't have been accomplished, an object longer than her cheek being in an area like that, but it was still happening. I watched, entranced, as more and more fake skin emerged, covered in saliva that reflected some of the lamplight. My fingers acted out of their own will and pushed through my tight entrance, getting my love juice all over them.

"Mmm." she commented. Her fingers wrapped around the base and pushed back and forth, sliding easily over the saliva.

"Hitomi." She could clearly see what I was doing to myself, and smiled at her success. In fact, she rubbed her own special area, leaving her white lingerie bottom darker than before. My breathing quickened a bit, and she walked over to the bed and plopped down next to me.

"Isn't it big?" she asked, ofng ing it to me. She looked more awake than before. I took it without stalling and held it in much the same way that she did. It went into and out of my mouth easily, but I decided that deepthroating it wouldn't be a wise choice, especially with my inexperience. Instead, I increased speed and let my tongue slip over it to get a feel for the fine details. Her hands went to my breasts and squeezed them, causing me to moan on the cock in my mouth.

"Doesn't that feel good? Here, do it to me now." I did as she asked, keeping enough sucking pressure on the dildo and feeling her thick, juicy breasts between my fingers. She gasped at the sudden pressure and removed the bra to allow me easier access to her beautiful body. I crawled on top of her, allowing our soft, smooth legs to brush over each other. Every piece of skin that made contact produced a new and arousing feeling, especially because I'd never been with a woman before. I guess I could consider myself lucky to have someone as cute as Hitomi as my first.

We ended up in a position so that her left thigh was between my legs, giving me something to grind onto for added euphoria, and the front of my knee was rubbing against her concealed love area. I removed the dildo from my mouth and put it between her breasts as I fondled them. Hitomi began pushing it in and out of the space between her breasts, and I pushed them closer to give her more feeling. She was moaning and breathing deeply, begging me for more. I removed her panties and took in the sweet smell of her swollen vagina. It was wetting freely now, begging to enclose something inside of its pink walls of skin.

I removed my own clothing, leaving both of us fully nude. I grinded my dripping pussy against her thick, tone leg and licked her hardened nipples while my fingers entered and exited her tight love passage and stroked the slick skin inside.moutmouth just barely fit over her large tits, and all sorts of new tastes flooded my head. I knew I'd feel bad for doing this later, but I was hopelessly lost.

She removed the dildo from between her breasts and put it down by her vagina. "Use this" she said. I took it from her and pushed it inside slowly, not wanting to hurt her. When her love passage had become accustomed to the toy, I increased speed and let my fingers become soaked with her liquid. I moved down, leaving a trail of my own on her sexy legs, and licked my tongue below the dildo in order to savor the taste of her. It was kind of salty, but delicious nonetheless. I sped up, pushing the dildo inside of Hitomi harder and faster, and being delighted by her screams of pleasure. Her foot, which was now between my legs, tickled my pussy every time she moved it from arousal. Her big toe entered my cunt and wiggled around, causing me to moan.

I removed the rubber cock and sucked all of her wetness from it, and put my head between her legs. My tongue slid inside of her easily, tasting even more and providing her with more pleasure. She moaned loudly when it went in deep enough to provoke sensuality in her clitoris. Hitomi pushed my head onto herself, hard, and I pushed the dildong ong my cunt. It went into me slowly, but easily because of the previous lubrication of both the toy and myself. The cock pushed aside my inner walls to burrow deeper and be pulled out, only to repeat the process over and over. I was being stretched every time, causing simultaneous pain and pleasure to flow through me that I wanted to magnify.

Hitomi's back arched and her body moved with the motions of my tongue, spasm-ing with every hard lick and suck. She began screaming my name, lost in the feelings I was causing her.it turned me on even more to know that I could have such control over a person while getting similar pleasure myself. I pushed my tongue deeper inside of her, eager to taste more of her and feel such wet softness at the same time. I was so absorbed in my task that I took in whatever came into my mouth, whether it be liquid or air, and still had to briefly stop for a breather. My face was completely wet with the savory liquid Hitomi produced, and I sucked harder and harder on her forbidden love area. Her pussy was so succulent and juicy, and the way it throbbed from arousal kept me almost stuck to it. I felt that I might be able to eat her out all day, but other ideas entered my mind.

"Lei-Fang!" she screamed. With one final arch of her back, she shot herself out as she finally reached climax. The sheets and blanket were soaked, along with my chest, and she kept spraying and having her vaginal passage pulsating rapidly. She sighed with relief, but I was still craving an orgasm that hadn't been delivered.

"Hitomi." I crawled up on her, sliding skin on skin, the dildo still inside of me and hanging without a hand to support it. I kept moving upwards until her face was between my legs and she removed the dildo to orally pleasure me. It was like what I was doing, only now the roles were reversed, and I was the one experiencing a tongue inside of my cunt. She used her fingers as well, crawling inside of me to push in and out. Every piece of skin that she licked or sucked on built up that feeling of nearing orgasm. I ground my pussy against Hitomi's cute little face, screaming out in sheer ecstasy as I helplessly shot myself out all over her.

I returned to the world around me, the all too familiar hotel room that I'd spent the late afternoon and night in, with the TV over there, the bathroom over there, the kitchen area on my left.Hitomi on the bed below me, both of us nude, and her smiling brightly at me.

I shook my head, unable to understand how in the Hell I'd let myself slip and succumb to the perverted feelings inside of me. I screamed, only this time it was out of confusion and disbelief. I jumped off the bed, holding a hand over my mouth, and ran to the bathroom to throw up in the toilet.

I was disgusted with myself. Hitomi, one of my few close friends.and I let myself engage in intercourse with her. And she was drunk, too! I prayed over and over in my head that this wouldn't have any serious repercussions, but I feared that the inevitable was slowly encroaching..

When I finished, I flushed, rinsed my mouth out once with sink water, and once again with a small bottle of the green mouthwash that hotels always set on the sink for you. I washed my face off, too, because it was starting to get sticky, along with my chest and upper legs. I looked up, and Hitomi's innocent, happy face appeared behind me. We stared at each other's reflections in the mirror until she came up behind me and hugged me, resting her chin on my shoulder.

"Lay-lay." She giggled in that cute little laugh of hers at the new nickname she'd given me. I smiled, but it was just a mask.

"Hitomi.please promise me that you won't be mad at me tomorrow." The smile began to fade.

"Hmm." She grinned with her cheek touching my neck. "Why would I be? I mean." *hiccup* ".we both wanted it, right? It was fun."

Well, I couldn't argue with that. A billion new thoughts and scenarios and bad consequences flooded my mind, though, but I'd have to wait and talk with her about them the next day, when she would remember it.

"Come on," I said, "we need a shower."

After washing each other off in hot water and exchanging a few kisses in certain areas, we dried off and called room service again to change the sheets and wash our clothes for us. The guy that came in was only a little bit more than surprised that two naked women were standing there, holding each other, and waiting for a bed to lie in. We let him look.hey, why not? He probably saw tons of it on the internet. Plus, it gave me a new feeling inside to be watched while in a not-so-common position with another person. Hitomi had such soft legs.it was hard to keep my own away from them. We sat on a chair, her in my lap, my hands on her tight ass, and the two of us sharing a long kiss with one another.

It took him a while to finish, mostly because he couldn't keep his eyes off of us.it made me laugh later on, after I'd crawled into bed with Hitomi at 11:30 that night. We went to sleep and didn't wake up until about noon, but things were really awkward when she realized that I had slept nude in the same bed with her.

A/N: lol, I don't know if this should be too serious or not from now on. I wasn't planning on having these two fall in love, but to let the feelings get in the way of other things later on.