Vaction Erotic

Chapter Three: Making Noise

“Do me a favor and play along, will ya?” Ellen said reaching into her purse as the waiter approached.

“What?” I asked very confused, but she only squeezed my hand for silence.

“I am your vaiter Jacque…” the tall, dark-haired waiter said with a definite French accent. “Vwat may I get vor you?”

“A bottle of champagne, s’il vous plait.” she said handing him two cards.

“Champagne?!” I said with a shocked frowned.

“Yes!” she said looking at me frantically. “It’s a special occasion.”

“Oh!” I said as she squeezed my hand painfully. “Yes…a very special occasion!”

The waiter looked between the two of us suspiciously and then down at the two ID cards in his hand. “Yes…” he said handing them back to Ellen, “I vill ve back vith our vest champagne!”

Ellen let out a sigh of relief as he left. “You were supposed to play along!” she said furiously.

“Fake IDs?!” I said uneasily, “Ellen, you’re not even eighteen yet!”

“Shh!” she said looking around apprehensively. “This week we are twenty-one and twenty-two…”

“There’s no way we pass as drinking age!”

“We just did.”

I was quiet for some time after that. I couldn’t believe that Ellen would do something like that. Drinking underage was one thing, but making fake IDs?!

I could tell that Ellen was beginning to worry about why I wasn’t talking. I could feel her gaze on me as I stared down at our hands. She hadn’t let my hands free since we had sat down. Now I knew why, she had been nervous.

“Marie?” she said asked hopefully.

“Yes…?” I said half-heartedly.

“Are you okay?” she said touching my cheek softly. “I mean…are you having fun…?”

“Of course I am.” I said smiling at her weakly.

“Please don’t lie to me…” she said scooting her chair closer. “…tell me what’s bothering you. If it’s the ID cards I’ll get rid of them okay?”

She took out the two cards from her purse and placed them on the table in front of me. I looked up at her sorrowfully. What was bugging me? It wasn’t really the ID cards, I really wanted to taste some nice champagne, but there was something else, something much more troubling, on my mind.

“No.” I said picking them up and placing them back in her purse. “It’s not that.”

“Then what is it?” she asked scooting even closer. “You can tell me.”

“It’s nothing.” I said suddenly deciding to cheer up the conversation. “So what are we celebrating anyway?”

“Oh…” she said giving up her attempts to get me talking. “…our vacation I suppose…our time alone together.”

“I hope this celebration doesn’t turn out like last summer!” I laughed.

“Yeah, I remember that.” Ellen said. “We got so drunk that night … I don’t even remember how.”

“We got a hold of John’s beer stash after the exams.” I said as I began to play with her fingers absentmindedly.

“Yeah that’s right.” she said, her eyes glowing. “I was sure I had failed all of them. But I don’t know why we drank so much, that beer was disgusting!”

“I think I puked three times…”

“Then why did you keep drinking it?”

“Because you kept telling me to, you kept saying ‘Come on, Marie, just one more. It will taste good this time.’”

“Why the hell did you believe me?!”

“I didn’t.”

“Then why did you keep drinking it?”

“You told me to.”

“Would you jump off a bridge if I told you to?”

“Yes.” I said looking up at her with utmost sincerity. I lifted her hand to my lips and kissed it tenderly. “If you ask me to, I’d do anything.”

“Are you sure about that?” she said looking at me just as seriously.

“What do you mean? Of course I’m sure—“ I tried to defend myself but the waiter had returned.

“Your champagne…” he said setting down two champagne glasses on the table in front of us.

Ellen did not let my hand free as he poured us each a glass. I could tell she loved the fact that there was no one here we knew to hide our love from. As the meal went on she did not let go of my hand except for one time. During the second course, and our third glass of champagne, she decided to let her hand wander across my lap.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I said nearly choking on my food.

“Your mine to do with as I please…” she said her eyes flaring.

“But I’m eating!” I said as her hand ‘wandered’ closer to my crotch.

“So…” she said pressing against lower belly tauntingly.

“Ellen!” I said grabbing her hand so suddenly that I dropped my fork onto my plate with a loud clink. We both went silent and so did the rest of the restaurant. After getting over the initial shock I decided it was time for us to leave before we got any drunker.

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“I’m exhausted!” I said dropping my things just inside the door of the suite as soon as Ellen had managed to open it.

Suddenly Ellen grabbed me by the shoulder, spun me around, and pinned me against the wall. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this drunk…” she said giggling uncontrollably.

I began to laugh too, though absolutely nothing was actually funny. I remembered this feeling. I had only felt this way once before, last summer after exams. I was dizzy, wild and could not stop laughing as Ellen began to kiss me.

I still had enough sense in me to tell that Ellen had been waiting all this time just to make love to me. It might have been the champagne but I had never wanted her more in my entire life. I reached around her as she felt me up and unzipped her dress from the back. Ellen followed suit by undoing my dress as we staggered to the bed.

After a long flight, and a night on the town I thought I would be done for it, but nothing excited me more than Ellen’s body. We rolled around on the bed laughing at our eagerness to touch each other. I wanted to taste every part of her body against my lips and to feel her lips on every part of my own. But more than anything I wanted to excite and pleasure her until she screamed for more.

I wasn’t going to let Ellen go until I she got had been waiting for, waiting for nearly six months. I pulled her tight against my body and rolled over on top of her holding her down mercilessly. She looked at me with surprise as if she never expected to get any from me.

I sat up and looked down at her, my hands on her knees. “You have to prove that you want this…” I said as my fingers inched up her thighs.

“Please…” she begged.

“No…” I said stopping suddenly just inches from where her legs met. “Don’t be nice about it…”

Ellen wanted me to do this more than anything in the world; I could tell by the way she moaned as I hovered above her. I wasn’t used to being in control; I wasn’t going to act unless she told me to, no, unless she forced me to.

I moved back up her body, laying on top of her, yet not forcing my whole weight on her. “Marie…” she said disappointedly, “…why have you stopped?”

I kissed her neck longingly. “I haven’t stopped,” I said kissing down her shoulder toward her chest, “I just don’t want to rush this… I’m going to show you what it’s really like to make love to a woman.”

“What if we get interrupted again?” she said finishing with a soft moan as I began to suck gently on her nipple, messaging the other with my hand.

“I’ll kill anyone who tries to stop me.” I said. I went teasingly slow down her belly, grabbing the flesh of her sides as I kissed down to her belly button. I blew softly just below her belly button and her back arched upward with pleasure. “How long have you been waiting for this?” I asked her as she lay back down, breathing heavily.

“Too long…” she moaned as I kissed lower.

“Hm?” I asked as if I hadn’t heard.

“Too long!” she yelled at me demandingly. “Do it now!”

“Sorry, I couldn’t hear you.”

“MAKE LOVE TO ME!” she said taking hold of my hair as my lips reached her crotch.

I obeyed her willingly, my heart racing with excitement as she pulled longingly on my head. I placed my hand gently down on her panties. I pressed softly at first, rubbing a little in order to excite her. I pulled down her underwear as it became moist and touched her most private area with my fingers.

She heaved slightly and moaned lustfully. My fingers became covered in her fluids as I worked my way in. She moaned louder with every movement in and out. Each time I went farther into her, pleasuring her more, her climax drawing nearer and nearer.

I could feel myself getting aroused as her moans turned into dull screams. She gripped my shoulders tightly as I moved my finger in and out of her. Then with a final arch of her back and a loud scream she reached her climax and I let her free.

I lay down beside her as she panted for breath. “How was that?” I asked nervously.

She looked at me and said, “Are you kidding me?!” She placed her hand on my neck and pulled me into a zealous kiss. By the time her lips left mine I was panting as well. She looked at me with a lustful grin, “That was amazing!”

“You’re just saying that.” I said wrapping my arms around her neck and pulling my body right up to hers.

“Everything about you is amazing.” she said kissing my neck and shoulders as I whispered in her ear.

“Ellen?” I asked desperately in her ear. “Where is this going?”

“What do you mean?” she said moving her hands down my back as she continued to taste my chest.

“After this…” I said seriously as she continued to touch where she pleased. “After this vacation, after high school, where are you and I going?”

“Anywhere we want.” she said; I could tell she was only half listening.

“No, Ellen.” I said pulling her head up from my crotch. “I mean what happens to us…this…”

“I don’t know what you’re getting at.” she said running her fingers down my every curve. I saw her eyes burned with lust as I tried to hold in the feeling throbbing in my lower belly.

I grabbed the blankets and thrust them over my body. “Will you just listen to me?!”

She rolled her eyes with frustration and lied back. “I can’t help it… I just love your body…”

“What about me?!” I said sitting up angrily.

“I’m said I love your body, not that I’m in love with it!” she said finally looking me in the eyes. She sat up and put her arms around me, her tone soft and soothing, “I’m in love with you.

“I’m in love with everything about you, Marie. Not just the Marie that makes love to me, but the Marie that blushes when I touch her in public. I’m in love with not just the Marie who has been there for me every time I needed her, but also the Marie that’s afraid of what her mother would say if she ever found out why she’s really in California with her best friend.
“I’m in love with you, Marie. Your laugh, your smile, your fears, your doubts, your passions; I’m in love with it all!”

I closed my eyes and put my head to her chest, listening to her heart. “I’m in love with you too.” I said as she held me tightly, “I live for you.”

“Then what’s wrong?” she said playing with my hair affectionately.

“I…” I said trying to hold in the tears. “…I can’t see where this is going to go.”

“No one can see the future…” she said soothingly.

“I know…” I said the rhythm of her heart singing me to sleep. “… but when you and I graduate…and we move away from each other—“

“Who says that’s going to happen?!”

“Isn’t it?”

“I’m not sure…” she said with a sigh, letting me go and rolling over so that all I saw was her back. “…I don’t want it to…”

“No matter what happens…” I said playing with her long golden hair sorrowfully. “… I won’t ever love anyone as much as I love you…”

“No matter what happens…” Ellen said rolling over and wrapping her arms around me, “…I will never love anyone else.”

She got up, grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. “What are you doing?” I asked, thinking it was a strange time for her to watch television.

She turned up the volume and tossed the remote onto the floor, looking at me devilishly. “…to drown out the noise…” she said slowly climbing on top of me.

“What noise?” I said with an innocent smile as if I had no clue what she was talking about.

“The noise you’re going to be making when I have my way with you, over and over!” she said her eyes flashing with mad lust.