The Humper Game Pt. 01 Ch. 05

Author's note:

This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else.

No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course.

All sexual activity portrayed anywhere in this story involves only people at least eighteen years old.

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I stopped by Ms. Miller and said, "I'm out of 135. I think I'm supposed to go to 61 again, but I'm not sure. My instructions weren't complete enough. I know I'm not supposed to just wander around loose, so what should I do?"

"O'Malley left instructions for you with me. You're to go to Delaney's room, 62, instead. They didn't say why. Maybe O'Malley's tired of you."

She was reading philosophy again, Wittgenstein, I noticed, and making notes into her laptop. I headed for Claire's room.

They were all in there, and I didn't have time to ask about the room switch. As soon as the door was closed, Jenny started right in, very quietly. "Slowpoke! Moira's been here and gone, and she seemed worried but cheerful, if that makes sense. But you are, we all are, to stay away from her, assuming that she forfeits, and she seemed to think she would. I'm to give you her love and thanks. Those were her exact words. She didn't specify how I was to do this, so let's try this." She kissed me, very thoroughly.

"OK, everyone. I told you so! He decided we knew what he'd been doing, and that he might as well flaunt it. You can all come see how the perfume compares to last night's." That had been from her, of course. And they did also all come and sniff.

Ellen in particular gave me an extra-big hug and kiss. "I hope you did us all proud, Phil. You're right that she's so nice, and then she thinks she's completely unattractive. I hope you convinced her otherwise, a little."

"I did try. I lectured her way too much about it, but I also did try to show her how attractive she is to me, at least. And you all do realize I do mean that, don't you?"

Ellen hugged me again.

"I'm afraid I owe you, all of you I mean, some apology. I don't like gossip, I don't like to talk behind people's backs, but this whole game has been bad for my character. I did tell her things about what we've done together that I probably shouldn't have. And I just caught myself about to tell you some things we talked about, which I shouldn't pass on without her OK.

"But what's on for the rest of the afternoon? I followed your instructions. What she really needs isn't me, but some guy who will find her as wonderful as I do, but can be hers alone. And she can't even start looking for him until we're out of this school. And there I go again." I shut up.

We just sat chatting for most of a half hour. Jenny eventually said, "We could try a game, if anybody has one or knows one that would be good."

Claire snickered and said, "Like strip poker?"

I said, "Not for me. I never learned poker, and you have to know what you're doing to have a hope at it. And one boy and five girls . . . No. Not to mention that anything like that could get noisy as people get excited."

Barbara said, "One boy and five girls. Hmm. After last night, that makes me think of something, There are things against it, though. I don't know."

Claire said, "Well, none of us will know unless you tell us."

"OK. Well, we all, plus Moira, watched Jenny suck on him, and swallow what came out. We could try making that into an endurance test game. Take turns on him, for a couple of minutes each, and the winner is the one who gets him to come."

"Too much opportunity for him to throw it to whoever he favors, probably Jenny."

"I hadn't thought of that. But there's a way around that. Blindfold him."

"We could add a penalty, too. Anyone who sucks on him and doesn't succeed has to take off one item of clothing. And he has to guess who it was, at the end."

"No talking, then. And we'd have to flip for order, after he's blindfolded, not before."

"And if he guesses right, she loses another piece of clothing."

By this time I could see my fate was sealed. "Excuse me. Do I get a say on this?"

Jenny stood up. "No. You got your free period, earlier."

"I would just point out that once I've come, with this complicated setup, that's probably it for me for the day."

"Fine. You get those clothes off while Claire finds a suitable blindfold."

This was definitely moving too fast for me. And sweet, shy, modest Barbara was the one who proposed it?

I got undressed and lay down on the bed. Claire found a scarf of some sort, and as Jenny tied it around my head, I said, "You haven't thought this through! A mouthful of semen is the prize? Come up with something that gets me into the winner's pussy, anyway."

There was a moment of silence, and Jenny said, "That's the goal line, not the prize. I think the prize is both afternoon sessions with you, tomorrow. The rest of us just get to watch." There were agreeing comments from all around.

I said, "Then, since you don't have to spread out to work, just watch, it seems to me only fair to invite Moira and Rosa into your game. If they are busy or uninterested, fine, but give them the chance."

There was a lot of whispering, some argument it sounded like, and then Claire said, "OK, when you come back, knock like this." She demonstrated. "We wouldn't want just anyone walking in with him like this." There were giggles, and someone went out.

There was a lot more whispering and giggles. I said, "You sound more like a bunch of freshmen than seniors. Middle schoolers, even." All I got was more giggles.

After maybe five minutes, the knock came at the door, and someone came in. Jenny's voice said, "OK, did you explain all the rules?" She went through what they'd come up with. I said, "I have one more question. Am I trying to come as soon as I can, or hold off as long as I can? Oh, and who did join us?"

"You're trying to stymie us, so hold off," Jenny said. "If you can make it around a couple of times, there'll be more to see when the blindfold comes off, especially if you're a good guesser. And it's both of them. OK, throw the dice to see who goes when, but no talking about it at all. Not a word. High numbers goes first, playoffs in case of ties, but only for the same rank."

There were sounds of dice being thrown, repeatedly, with some "ooh"s and more giggles. Then Jenny's voice said, "OK. We'll shuffle around a little so you won't know who is where, and then the first girl will start." There were noises of them moving, and then someone hit the bed next to me and got started.

Now, I wasn't exactly unready. The whole situation had me aroused, and I was afraid I would just come right off. I managed to hold off fine, though. Relax and don't move, I told myself. There was a faint ding of a bell, and whoever she was moved away and was replaced by someone else. I said, "Wait. I'm supposed to guess, and I have no idea, so I'll guess Claire."

Nobody said anything, though there were some stifled giggles, and those would be there right or wrong, I thought. The second girl went to work, and I thought I recognized the technique. Maybe. Anyway, when she was done, I guessed Jenny.

Number three started in. No good technique here, and I had to warn her, "Watch out for your teeth. Please!" That had hurt! I didn't know who that could be, and at the end I said, "I'll guess Claire again." I irrationally felt that Ellen and Moira would be more adept.

With number four, I somehow thought Ellen was likely. I was having a lot of trouble not thrusting, and she moved with me, and briefly had me teetering on the edge. I managed to relax. When her time was up, I said, "Ellen."

Number five also showed some skill. Then, after a moment, she worked her way down, adjusting her position, and popped me down into her throat. I couldn't help thrusting, producing gulping noises from her, and some gasps from the watchers. And then I just came. The sensations of her swallowing were almost too much to bear, and it went on for a while. I said with certainty, "Rosa," and sat up and yanked off the blindfold.

And there, indeed, was my beautiful Rosa, kind of wiping off around her mouth, smiling at me with love shining out from her. The others tried to keep it quiet, but there was some applause.

And suddenly she turned and wailed, "But that's not fair. I had him all afternoon! I can't monopolize him tomorrow, too!" At least her wail was still quiet.

Ellen came over and gave her a quick hug. "Nothing else would be fair," she told her. "You won him fair and square. The rules were announced, and we all agreed. I'm a little disappointed, and I know each of us is. But I would have been just as disappointed if Jenny or Barbara or anyone else had won, and it still would have been fair."

I noticed right off that Ellen wasn't wearing her blouse. Her breasts were larger than anyone's but Moira's, and filled her bra cups. I looked around. Moira was also in her bra, and Claire and Jenny were both topless.

"So, for future reference. Was I right the first time or the second about Claire? And which was Moira, and which Ellen?"

Ellen said, "I was first, then Jenny, then Claire, then Moira."

I said, "Thank you." Then, in an aside to Rosa, "You had me this afternoon, and now tomorrow as well, so bear with me a moment, OK?" I took hold of Ellen, giving her a hug and a long kiss, and fondling her through her bra. "I'd better leave it on, right?" I moved on to Moira for more of the same. With both of them, the feel through the cloth, the nipples standing up hard, was great. Then I moved on to Jenny, and as she kissed me and I cupped her breasts and teased the nipples I was just filled with love for her.

I moved on to Claire, who moaned and rubbed her hips against me as I kissed and fondled. I told her, "You need some work on technique. That did hurt." She said, "I expect we get instructed whenever they get around to sex ed, but I hope I'll get some practice in before that." She took the opportunity to grab another quick kiss.

Barbara said, "Despite what you told us, something is trying to stand up and be counted. And there's still plenty of time, really. I say someone gets a quick turn. And I think it's about time for me." There were some general sounds of agreement, and Jenny said, "Yes, your turn. Moira, Rosa, if you don't want to watch, it's fine to leave." Neither of them moved.

Barbara moved in for a major kiss. She pulled off her clothes, and said, "I have plans for you, but let's see whether I can't get you a little more ready first." And she knelt down there on the floor in front of me, and started licking. She took her hand and stroked the shaft gently, and as my cock stiffened more, she took the head in and sucked too. Her tongue circled the head, teasing, so that I groaned. She kept on just a few moments more.

"Don't you dare come yet! But I want to see how Rosa did that." She worked her mouth down my shaft, then was trying to find an angle that worked. I popped past something into her throat. I thrust in and out once, and she just came up, giving a final quick kiss to the tip when I was out.

"There. I don't think I could keep you down there without throwing up. Rosa must be really special! As for the other, what Jenny did, some time I hope I'll see what it's like, but right now I need you to eat me instead." She lay down on the bed. I pulled her legs around and sat her up. "If you lie back again, make sure you don't hit your head over there," I warned her. I knelt on the floor and got started.

I had eaten her pussy that first day of the gym class game, but just to try to relax her and provide enough lubrication that I didn't hurt her when I came in. She had still been tense and afraid, and while I was sure she had found the sensations pleasant enough, and while it had worked to get her somewhat wet inside, she hadn't ever been really aroused that time. We'd both felt that "not awful" was doing well, too, under the circumstances. And our second time, she had just climbed on top of me and taken me in with no preliminaries beyond kisses and fondling.

But this time, whatever parts of the game may have turned her on, she was completely hot and ready before I did anything at all. So as I licked, she was moving, almost flinching, and her secretions were almost pouring out. Well, dripping out, I guess. I tried to be more gentle in the more sensitive areas. I put in a finger, and then tentatively tried two. There wasn't room to move them or even get them in very far. As I licked, her thighs squeezed my head as she moved back from me, and then relaxed just a little and pushed against me. Her breath was coming in kind of ragged gasps, "Oh! Oh!" I tried to do enough but not too much with my tongue.

She came explosively. Once again she clamped her mouth shut, stifling the noises. I wondered just how loud she might be if we ever had a chance where we didn't care about noise. Of course, it might be with someone else sometime, and I'd never know.

I slowed down and backed off some, but I didn't stop. A minute or so after she had definitely stopped, I moved more back to her more tender areas, trying to almost tease rather than risk hurting. After a few moments, she grabbed my head and pulled me hard against her, almost too hard for me to maneuver around. I nuzzled and sucked for all I was worth, and very soon she was gasping and panting again. When she came this time, it wasn't as violent, but a little more drawn out.

Behind me, Jenny said quietly, "If you're going inside her, you need to get moving. It's heading toward being late."

I got up, stretching my back and neck some, and straightened Barbara out on the bed. She was still breathing hard, and she looked me in the eyes, held out her arms to me and said, "Please. Now!" I lay down on top of her with my knees between hers, and she guided me straight in. She murmured in my ear, "Phil, darling, don't try to wait for me. You've taken care of me wonderfully. Now come for yourself."

I started out trying to do what she asked, but after a minute it became obvious that she was very near coming again herself, and I tried to relax a little and to move so I rubbed her more. She was panting hard with each thrust, and as I came so did she. I kissed her face and neck as she stifled her moans, her arms squeezing me and pulling me deeper into her.

Finally, she opened her eyes and said, "You didn't do what you were told, did you? Should I be mad at you?" I kissed her again. I didn't know for sure how late it was, so I pulled straight out. Claire handed us washcloths, but Barbara told me, "You wait, this time. I'm going to clean you off some first." She leaned over me and licked and sucked a minute. "I think you still need to wipe off some, but that's the worst." She cleaned herself off, too.

From somewhere outside and up the hall there were screams. My first thought was that some girl was being hurt or abused, but after just a moment I decided that it was definitely an orgasm. I hoped no one thought it was us!

The ten-minute signal hadn't gone off yet when I was dressed. Ellen came up to me and stood up tall to kiss me. "Yep. That's the only kind of perfume you should be wearing. I only wish it were mine." I went over to the washbasin and washed my face and hands. The girls all were completely dressed.

Jenny said, "I want to do something other than sex after supper." There were noises of agreement and disagreement. "I brought a Scrabble set with me, and after three whole years it's barely gotten used. Phil and I are going to play that, and any of you may join in. If more than four want to play, we'll have teams. And just to make sure it stays Scrabble, we'll play in the cafeteria." There were several quiet cries of "Aw!" but no real objection, least of all from me. I was starting to be just a little afraid of where things might be headed. I was pretty sure that if I made it really clear something was out of line I'd prevail. Pretty sure.

We all left together as the ten-minute warning sounded. Jenny popped into her room for the Scrabble set. We got to room 32, to find a crowd of girls outside it, milling around and laughing and talking, and it didn't take any listening at all to know why. "Whose room is that?" I asked, and someone told me, "Bruja's". I started weaving through the crowd, not wanting to be there whenever she came out. I stopped just past, realizing that none of the girls, my girls I mean, were following me. Abruptly, Jenny started moaning, louder and louder. "Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhhh!" A lot of the girls looked confused and startled, for all of two or three seconds, and there was a lot of laughter, and the hall was full of girls making that kind of noise. A lot of them didn't sound convincing, and I suspect lacked any experience at all, but all in all it was a striking effect. I noticed that most of my, my harem—if you will—did enthusiastically take part, but then they dropped out and joined me. Jenny took my hand. "Serves her right!" she said, as she walked on.

"I wonder what exactly was happening," I said. Jenny looked at me like she didn't know me. "Is there a boy in there? A vibrator? Nothing but her fingers? Another girl?" She began laughing, helplessly, hanging on to me apparently to avoid collapsing. "And if another girl, I wonder who, and which of them we heard?"

She got herself under control and we walked on. No one else seemed to have thought my comments were that funny, though they were all smiling.

What with all that, the five-minute warning had sounded before we really got past Bruja's room, but even walking slowly we passed the monitor's desk before the final signal. Ms. Miller waved us over.

"Were you somehow to blame for all that noise, Morris?"

"I think I was responsible for causing some of the laughter, but otherwise, no. We heard it just before we left Delaney's room, and you need to mark me as out before the signal, by the way." She did so, but then asked, "Well, what was going on? Or rather, what is going on?" as more laughs and applause were heard.

"We heard shrieks before we left Delaney's room, ma'am. They sounded like someone was really enjoying herself, but you probably could hear them better than we could, way down there with the door still closed. As we passed room 32, we had to stop for a crowd of girls who were blocking the hallway. That wasn't their intention. They were laughing and making speculative comments about activities inside that room. As I wove my way through, someone somewhere behind me, in the crowd in the hallway I mean, began shrieking in apparent imitation, and a lot of girls joined in.

"We were all past there by that time. I admit to speculating, out loud, about whether the inhabitant of the room was in there with a boy, a sex toy of some sort, her own hands, or another girl, and this caused a little mirth which you probably heard. As far as I know, that's all I could be blamed for, though."

"All right, I believe you. I'm sure you're leaving out some things, like who started the orgasmic noises in the hall, but you're right, that's nothing I could blame you for, and I wouldn't even blame whichever girl that was. If I had been out there and a student, I might have thought of it and done the same, myself."

"Thank you. I admit to being curious about whether there was a boy in room 32, who would now be in some danger of grounding, according to the rules. I know your list must show you, though you're probably not supposed to tell me. And I am carefully refraining from trying to read it, but in these circumstances perhaps you shouldn't leave it sitting out."