Twisted Vacation

Twisted Vacation: Chapter 6

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters mentioned in this story. They're propproperty of the wonderful Tecmo company.

Recap (don't look ahead if you haven't read the previous chapters): Lei-Fang goes to Christie for comfort after getting yelled at by Hitomi, Christie decides to give Lei-Fang 'lessons.'

I'm glad that people are enjoying these two later chapters better than the first three. Um, please gimme some more feedback you guys. Thanx to those who reviewed, but it's hard when I only get a few comments per chapter.

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"Hitomi!!" I shouted as she walked away from the open door, crying. I did my best to jump up and run after her, but it was hard to force Christie off of me. I found her in the hallway, about to go into her room. Someone would have thought me crazy if they were to see me the way I was - fully nude, my hands tied behind my back, and a fake penis hanging out my ass. "Hitomi, please...wait." She clearly couldn't think of anything to say, and the tears pouring fthosthose childish eyes of hers didn't help to make me feel any better. I would've licked her feet and whatever else she wanted in order to make them stop. "Please," I begged, looking to the ground in order to avoid her gaze.

"Lei-Fang........I'm so confused right now. Just.....give me some time to think." She choked back a sob and I could feel my heart skip a beat. She seemed so calm, so sure of herself...it didn't seem right. "We'll talk later." She sniffled. "I promise." I shut my eyes against the pain she was causing me and winced when the door shut. It felt so wrong, like things shouldn't be the way they came together that day. I couldn't help thinking that things between Hitomi and I wouldn't be the same as they were, but I was hoping that it would only be that way temporarily. Painfully, I walked back into my room to see a nude Christie sitting cross-legged in a chair, waiting for me.

"Are you okay?" She asked. That was enough to do it...trying to be optimistic didn't work anymore. I couldn't bear it, the tears flowed forth without any barrier. For the first time in a very long while, I cried. I cried for my friend, for what I had done to her, and for not being able to comfort her. I didn't want things to be this way, but it was too late to change the past. Christie jumped up and ran to hold me in a warm embrace. I cried on her shoulder, and it strangely felt good to get everything out. "Don't hesitate. Just go with it," she whispered into my ear. Those arms around me...they allowed me to feel at peace. I knew I could feel safe with Christie. I wanted to hug her back, and she must've thought about that at the same time it crossed my mind. She quickly undid the knotted pillowcase to throw it off and with the greatest of care, removed the dildo from my hole.

My arms went around her muscle-toned form and cried into her breasts, cushions of comfort there for the use. I didn't feel dirty when I did it. I didn't feel guilty. I didn't feel remorseful afterwards either. I just let the tears fall onto her shapely breasts and sucked in breath when I could.

"I feel so bad," I whispered. "It wasn't right.....wasn't right of me to do that..."

"Shhh, it's okay. You did nothing wrong, it's not your fault." Christie's deathly voice had changed to one of care and compassion so quickly that it almost scared me. She was sheltering me, though, and it felt good to know someone gave a shit about me and my problems. I hardly noticed when she picked me up and gently laid me down on the bed. Above me, she placed a kiss on my lips. The kiss from before was hard and full of lust, whereas this one was full of passion. Our tongues made contact briefly, and she backed away once she'd got the message through.

Christie's smile...a real, genuine smile, the one she gave me at that moment, made my heart melt. Christie was an entirely different person than everyone believed. The cold, heartless bitch attitude was what allowed her to be who she was with people in general, but she really did have a heart inside of her.

She kissed my cheek with those full lips of hers and moved down to my neck, causing my toes to curl. Her tongue trailed down to my tummy and placed another kiss there before going straight down to my private area. She was an expert...the feeling was indescribable. The build-up to the climax was always good for me, but it was incredible this time. She was gentle, but hard at the right spots. It wasn't just the change from being a slave in bondage to being soft like this, she was truly trying to tell me something with her technique. I couldn't explain it, but I knew it was there.

Christie even continued after I 'blew my load' on her face, kissing and sucking softly...almost caressing my pussy with her mouth. I felt lucky to have been able to experience this side of her. She was able to take my mind off of all my problems.

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It was about lunch time when we finished and she suggested that we try the restaurant again, and then look for another pair to play volleyball with. I agreed, and got changed into an orange swimsuit while she walked back to her room to get new clothes on. She told me to meet her outside, so I waited for her to exit the hotel. As bad as I had felt earlier, I told myself that Hitomi could wait. I didn't need to regret what her and I had shared and make myself feel like shit the whole day...that just wasn't fair.

"Hey, you," she said when she caught me by surprise. She gave me the smile again. Christie was wearing a black bikini top that exposed most of her deliciously tanned torso and a pair of bldenidenim shorts that wrapped tightly around the rotund curves of her waist and ass. My mouth watered when I looked at her ass...it made me feel special to have gotten the chance to stick my tongue in there, even if it was only to retrieve a thong that was pulled in so nicely.

"Hey," I smiled back and gave her a hug. "Ready to go?" She nodded her agreement and urged me on.

"I'm starving. Come on."

The sun was already high up and beaming down on us, but it wasn't as hot as normal. We walked down to the restaurant and decided to order American food, hoping it would be better than the stuff we had last time. The same blonde-haired chef glared at Christie, but she faked a happy face back at him. We sat down on opposite sides of a small, circular table and waited to be served. I could feel her feet rubbing against mine, and blushed.

"What would you like today?" The waiter asked us when he came up. He didn't look at our faces, but focused on getting a pen and notepad out of his pockets. Very unprofessional.

"I'll take..." she trailed off as she looked at the menu on the table, flipping through page after page. What they lacked in quality, they made up in quantity. "...the lamb chops. Medium rare." He scribbled the order down on the notepad.

"And to drink?"

"Gimme an Asahi." She looked at me and whispered "they may be able to fuck up the Japanese food, but the beer is sealed." I laughed

"And for you, Miss?"

"Hehe, um..." I said, still giggling. "I'll take the chicken strips and a cola to drink." He nodded and went to another table, where Tina and Ayane happened to be sitting at. It made me a little bit nervous, but they didn't know I was there...it would be awkward if I had to talk to them.

"They're going to be our partners," Christie said. It was like she knew what I was thinking and decided to make me uncomfortable.

"I cant do that! Are you crazy???" She tilted her head backwards and laughed out loud.

"Ah, fine. We'll find someone else." I breathed a sigh of relief.

We talked for a bit about random things to keep from being bored.

"Ya know, we're the only women on the island. Everyone working in the hotel and at the restaurant and everywhere else is male. And none of them are very pleasing to look at. Why is that?" Christie thought about it for a moment.

"Hmm...maybe all the girls that Zack tried hiring saw that there would be no incentive for them. All the guys do here is work and stare at us."

That last part was true. I wondered when they ever got a break to do what they wanted? They probably earned a lot of cash from working here so that they could pay off a stay later on. I didn't know what Zack had going through his mind.

"I thought I saw him walking with someone else, though. They were in the casino, he and she. She has short hair, shorter than mine, but the same color, and she was wearing a purple dress. I had to turn away when she decided to kiss him. Who knows? Maybe he's luring more women here and keeping them in other areas of the hotel." We stopped talking when the food arrived.

"Here you are." The drinks were set down on in front of us, followed by the plates of food. Christie's lamb chops were still red and heavily seasoned with herbs and spices and came with a baked potato on the side. My chicken strips had a small bowl of ranch sauce with them....I wasn't all that hungry though.

She sliced through the fat piece of meat and cut a chunk off. The fork stuck deep into the piece, and she lifted it up to her widely opened mouth. Her teeth pushed hard against the meat in an effort to chew it while blood poured out and dri dow down her chin. Her eyes never left mine. As she chewed again, more of the dark red liquid slid down her neck and onto her chest. She chewed so slowly, savoring the taste of the meat and giving the blood ample time to reach her large, fleshy mounds and creep in between her cleavage. I sat, transfixed, and fought the urge to lick the blood from between her breasts.

"You.....you've got some..." I couldn't say what I wanted to. She took my hand and used a finger to wipe a drop from her chest and sucked my finger clean

"Pass me a napkin, would you please?" she asked, suddenly snapping me out of my trance. I did as she asked and watched her wipe up the red liquid. Christie gave a thumbs up to the chefs, who were busy staring at us in disbelief. Even Tina and Ayane couldn't help looking over. "Wow, this is really good. I guess you just have to know what to order." She touched my feet again with hers to get me talking again.

We ate in silence, but the meat was so thick that I could hear her chewing even with her mouth closed. She offered me a piece, and I opened my mouth in acceptance. It really was good, and so was the chicken. They just didn't know how to be authentic, that's all. I ate slowly, dipping the strips into ranch sauce. Christie casually took a sip of her beer and waited for me to finish. She faced the Asahi label to me and said in a high pitched voice, "Nihon wa ichiban!!!" (Japan is number one!). That was really unexpected; I laughed really loudly and almost coughed. Ayane looked over angrily as if Christie was making fun of her home country, and Tina stared in confusion. At that moment, Tina looked like a typical 'dumb blonde'.

"Where in the hell did that come from?" I asked happily, still giggling. She shrugged and smiled. It was a strange transition from the typical 'fuck off' attitude that made her so hard to approach.

"I dunno. I've been a lot happier lately, probably because I haven't had a vacation in such a long time. It's doing me good."

Personally, I think it was something else...we both seemed a little bit happier after she'd gone down on me. I could definitely tell that there was something special between us. I finished the last bite of my food and we got up to leave. Right before we were about to leave, Ayane called my name.

"Hey, would you two like to play volleyball with us?" she asked when she'd ran up to us. I was stuck, I couldn't be the only one not willing to play, so I turned to Christie. She nodded her agreement, so I did the same thing. Christie put a hand on my shoulder for reassurance that it was okay, that I had nothing to worry about.

Tina got up and walked in that conceited manner of hers over to us. "So, I guess it's settled then. How's Bass Island?" Figures. She wanted the court at the end of the small strip of land named after her father. I didn't object, and the other two agreed, so we went.

Christie and I held hands on the long walk out to the court, noting how close the water came to our feet. "Ah...I don't want to be hot later. I hate that feeling." I didn't blame her.

"We'll go for a swim afterwards...and then a little bit of fun at the hotel room." My hand moved to her back and gave a nice squeeze to her tight ass. She put an around my shoulders and fondled one of my breasts, right as we were walking. I moved into her more, and her fingers slipped into my bra to tickle my hardened nipple. We stayed behind Tina and Ayane, making sure they didn't see us.

We reached the court and they served. Volleyball is fun: it gets your heart pumping, makes you sweat, and relies on teamwork to score on the other pair. And aside from keeping me physically active, I got the pleasure of viewing three beautiful ladies run around and 'bounce'. It was funny how all the things I used to view as perverted when guys did them seemed perfectly fine for me. I couldn't very well be complaining about them as being horndogs later in the future because I had been the same thing on Zack's Island.

Tina jumped for joy when Ayane had scored the winning point on us. "Alright!" Meanwhile, Christie fanned herself off with a hand.

"Ugh...it's so hot." She was sweating freely, and I couldn't help looking at her breasts because they were shinier than usual.

"How about one more game?" I asked. Christie didn't seem too happy, but she went along when the other two agreed. It was close the whole way through, but I won the game for us. Christie hugged me from behind.

"Good job. Thanks, you two. It was fun." They nodded and walked off, probably a bit sour about losing. "Hey! Do you wanna get some drinks later tonight?"

"Sure," Tina said, "I think we'll be done by then." I knew what she meant when she winked...she probably didn't care, but Ayane seemed different about it. When they'd walked off, Christie said

"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" Still holding me, her hands squeezed my tits and I turned my head to kiss her. My eyes were closed as I nearly lost myself again, but I snapped out of it.

"No! Not here." I had just gotten used to this all, and it felt a little rushed.

"Aww, come on. Nobody's gonna see us." She sucked on my neck and one of her hands traveled down my tummy and into my thong to massage my vagina. My knees shook and I moaned. "Besides, the tide's gonna be in soon. We can walk back in the water and then swim when we get back to the main island." Whatever she said wasn't kept in my head for long. ve ive in and the both of us touched my special area. Two of her fingers slipped in easily as my wetness leaked out onto her fingers. Her other hand removed my swimsuit top and tightly squeezed a boob in between her strong digits.

"Ohhh.....it's good...." I tried to say, but it didn't come out right because she was lightly biting my bottom lip. She was grinding her front against my ass and moaning along with me as we worked up a rythm.

"Lei-Fang, you're so tight..." she pushed in one more and moved the three in and out. "I want to taste you again." I felt the same way, but couldn't say it. Instead, we laid on the ground in the 69 position with me on the top. I worked my lower body to feel her large breasts rubbing against my stomach and her face on my pussy. I licked her wetting cunt and dragged a swollen lip as gently as possible through my teeth, causing her to moan loudly into my love area and making me vibrate. It was almost like a cycle of pleasure being exchanged. The vibrations caused a new rush of vaginal fluid to ooze onto her face, which she gladly licked up and stroked her tongue on my insides. She had such excellent control of her tongue, the way she pushed inside and licked from the bottom to the top at just the right speed. she she did something I didn't expect...she went up to my asshole, which had already closed up from the penetration before. She made small circles around it with that wonderful mouth muscle of hers before soaking the entrace with saliva and pushing inside.

"Ahhhhh...more...." I moaned as my sphincter naturally relaxed and contracted. I sucked on her again, running my hands down those smooth, meaty legs and, keeping my arms around them, inserted fingers into her vagina repeatedly. I pushed back to get more friction and a harder feeling on my ass than what she was giving me, and she forced her legs together in order to keep my face buried in between. When my fingers were lubed up enough with her heavenly juices, I tickled her anus with one before pushing it deep into her.

"Mmmmmmmmm," was what I heard from her. As before, it vibrated against my most sensitive areas and brought me only closer to orgasm. Another finger went in and pushed out, slowly gaining s and and repeating the process. More of her sweet nectar poured fourth onto my face, but I used it to let my breasts slide easier along her firm, smooth tummy. The shape of her stomach sort of curved down where her belly-button was...tequila would go nicely there, I decided, and licked inside. Christie giggling was something I'd never forget.

Christie moved her face back down to my pussy again and sucked, hard, causing my body to go limp with sheer pleasure for a brief second. When she did this a second time, I almost forgot what I was doing. I could feel orgasm nearing and moved a hand down to give a firm squeeze to her voluptuous tits....anything that I could dig into was nice. My index and middle fingers were removed from inside of her and squeezed her thick leg in preparation. And then, it happened. The all-too familiar feeling that never lasted nearly long enough, but always left you feeling good afterward. The way I curved my body caused me to cum on her chest and face while I screamed my euphoria out loud...I almost worried about people back on the island hearing, but it was their fault if they listened. My eyes were closed, but they were rolled back in my head...the spanks Christie gave me on the ass only helped to prolong the feelings of pleasure, but it left, as always. I still had to get her there, so I imitated the suck she had done to me earlier. The cold "ughhhhhhhh" she gave me let me know that it had worked. I thought I heard her 'grrr' and felt her squeeze my butt cheeks hard, the flesh being pushed in between her fingers.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! I'm cumming!" And she did. It was great, knowing that I made her feel that way, and also getting the reward of her orgasm. I didn't know who tasted better, Christie or Hitomi, but they both worked to satisfy that craving.

I crawled back up to her and shared a hard, passionate tongue kiss when we had caught our breath.

"That was great," I complimented. And I truly meant it.

"Hehe, yeah...but it's so hot, now." As I lay next to her in the sand, I was amazed at this other side of her that I was seeing. I was also surprised at how she'd made me stop feeling so bad about Hitomi...it seemed that ever since the orgasm frois mis morning, I didn't want to dwell on the little problem we had. Still, I made it a point to visit her that night and make sure everything was okay. I had no idea what was running through her head or if she was still in the hotel room or what. I hoped she was alright...in fact, why not check on her now?

"Sorry, I really need to check on Hitomi." I wondered if she had been watching my facial expression change while I thought up different things. "Wanna go for a swim first?"

Christie nodded her agreement.

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A/N: This one seems kinda short too...don't expect another update for a while, but another girl will be in the next chapter.