The Humper Game Pt. 02 Ch. 15

We all went out to supper together, a few minutes before the ten-minute signal, because I wanted to return my study materials to my room, where I could get at them. We—Jenny and Sam and I—didn't take too much part in the general conversation. We were keyed up and wondering just how this would work—at least, that was my reason.

After supper, we went to Sam's room for a few minutes. Honestly, what we really did was that the girls tried to calm my jitters. We left soon, budgeting a few minutes to visit the lavatory. And yes, there were some sights to see there, too. But half an hour after the signal, we were going from the almost-empty cafeteria into the serving area. On a normal night, there would have been more people studying in the cafeteria, but with no impending classes or deadlines, for almost everyone, the few people who were there just seemed to have stayed there after supper to chat. We tried to be unobtrusive without looking secretive. After all, there were always things left out for snackers, mostly breadstuffs and fruit.

Miss Macgregor came out of a doorway and beckoned us to follow her through it. It led to various kitchen rooms, but also to a door with as staircase going down behind it. She led us down.

"There's been one small change of plan, as you'll see," she told us. We soon came to her room, and she unlocked and opened the door. The change of plan was that there were not two young women in the room, but three. The third was Miss Milliken.

We looked at her, and at Miss Macgregor, who just gestured to Miss Milliken.

She looked unsure of herself, but after she had licked her lips a couple of times, she said, "I know you were only expecting Mary and Janet, but—"

I interrupted her. "Excuse me, but I think we need to go back and start over, and approach this in a more orderly way. Miss Macgregor has just led us in. For the moment, we are Morris, O'Malley, Bruja, Miss Macgregor, Miss Grimes, Miss Grimes, and Miss Milliken. Good evening, ladies."

I waited long enough that finally Miss Macgregor said, "Good evening, Morris," and was echoed by the other three.

"Miss Macgregor, from your manner, it appears that you are unhappy. If you will allow me, I am going to speculate on some points. I will ask you each time to confirm my speculation, or to say that I am wrong and correct me. The first speculation I have already stated, that you are unhappy about the present situation. Is that correct?"

"Yes, sir, it is."

"And it seems likely that Miss Milliken's presence is the source of your unhappiness. Is that correct?"

"Yes, sir."

"From here on, things seem less certain. You aren't displeased because of some personal dislike of Miss Milliken, are you?"

"No, sir."

"Then, is it because she has been imposed on you in this situation without your having been consulted? Or something like that?"

"Yes, sir, that is it exactly."

"Did the Misses Grimes, or one of them, bring her along, without consulting you?"

"Yes, sir."

"Thank you." I turned to the other three. "Miss Grimes and Miss Grimes, Miss Macgregor asked me for a favor on your behalf. And this favor is to be provided in this, her room. Isn't that correct?"

They looked at each other, and hesitated. Mary Grimes finally answered. "Yes, sir, that's right."

"Since it is her room, that was most inappropriate of you. But I would like to know why this act of discourtesy seems to have displeased her so much, and yet she apparently did not simply order Miss Milliken from her room. Miss Macgregor, will you please explain that? I have speculations, but I feel it would be improper to put them forward if I'm wrong, in this case."

"Sir, it's like this. You offered me that you would let me in on this, that you would make love to me. And I'm afraid that with three of them here you may decide you can't manage four of us, and you'll change your mind."

"All right, then. All four of you, it was a condition of my agreeing to do this that Miss Macgregor takes the first turn with me. And that hasn't changed. If anyone gets left out, it's one of you three, and it seems fair that it would be Miss Milliken, unless one of you two decides to give up your turn for her. Is that understood?"

All four of them said, "Yes sir." From Miss Macgregor, it sounded half unbelieving and anxious, but they had all said yes.

"And this is Miss Macgregor's room, and she made the original request. The rest of you, Miss Milliken in particular, you are here by her permission. And mine, but hers first. Is that clear?"

The three of them looked somewhat uncomfortable, but they all said, "Yes, sir."

"All right. Then for the present we're Phil and Jenny and Sam and Molly and Mary and Janet, and—?"

"I'm Ginny, sir. That's for Virginia."

"For now I'm Phil, not 'sir.' Now, I interrupted you earlier. You were about to tell me how you came to be here tonight, I think."

"Yes, sir. I mean, yes, Phil. Mary and Janet are my cousins, their fathers are my mother's brothers, and they told me about having this set up. And I want in on it, I guess that's if you can manage it and you're willing. And they told me what all you asked them. And yes, I really want it, I want to find out what it feels like, but I'm kind of scared too. I haven't done this before, with anyone, and I hope you will be gentle. I overheard a lot of girls last week saying you were, with them."

"All right, then. You understand that you're, well, last in line, and you may wind up watching and then not get anything if I can't manage four times tonight? And you take what I give you, with the others all watching? Then Molly, you're up."

I went over to her, and took her in my arms, and I kissed her. I thought she still didn't really believe that I meant what I had said, and she kind of stood and let me kiss her. But then suddenly she made a whimpering kind of "oh" noise back in her throat, and her arms went around me, and she kissed back for all she was worth. At the end of that kiss, she was panting hard. "You really mean it? You're going to let me have you tonight, too?" And she kissed me again, even longer and deeper. "Oh, you don't have to wait, I'm ready right now, but thank you so much, it's been almost twenty years, and I miss it so much!"

I shut her up by kissing her again. I unbuttoned her blouse as I did, and she let go of me long enough to slide it down her arms behind her. Sam stepped forward and took it from her. She started to reach behind to unclasp her bra, but I beat her to it. We stepped apart enough for her to slide that off, too, and Sam took it as well.

She was fat enough to be rather unattractive to me, but I had screwed girls about as fat, and some had been wonderful. I kissed her again, cupping and rubbing her breasts, and she moaned and whimpered. Her nipples were very hard under my palms, and I caressed them with my fingers. I knelt down and unfastened her shorts, and pulled them down, then pulled down her underpants. She stepped out of them, and I handed them to Sam as well.

I kissed her again, and backed her up to the bed, and got her sitting down. Jenny had turned the covers back. I knelt again, and untied Molly's shoes and removed them and her socks, putting them aside. I sat down next to her, and kissed her, fondling her breasts some more, and then knelt once more and began with my mouth and a finger between her legs. She gasped and began to come, just like that, before I had really gotten started. She controlled her cries, but as I slid my finger into her, her orgasm seemed to redouble. Finally it was over. I kissed her again, and then said, "Please lie down."

She lay down. I quickly removed my own clothes. Sam had put Molly's down somewhere, and she collected mine from me and put them down too. I lay down beside Molly and put my arms around her and kissed her again. My hand wandered across her breasts, and she kissed me harder. I went down to her pussy and fingered there, carefully, and she moaned again. "Oh, please, come in now, I want you now!" she told me.

I continued just a little longer, but reflected that there were three others waiting for me. I moved on top of her and went in. She was fat enough for it to be just a bit awkward, and try as I might I knew I was compressing her diaphragm and making it hard for her to breathe.

I kissed her again, hard, but then told her, "I think you won't be able to breathe once I get going. Is it OK if we switch so I can come in from behind?" She looked at me, startled, and then said, "Oh, yes!" I came out and off her, and she rolled over and got onto all fours, thighs somewhat apart. I knelt behind her and went back in. As I thrust, I cupped her breasts, nipples between my fingers, and she moaned. She was moaning with each thrust. She was moving back and forward, tightening up, moaning with each thrust. She came with rather louder cries, still pretty quiet, and it went on for quite a while. Somewhere early on I came too.

I finally pulled out, and she turned to sit on the bed. I sat next to her and we kissed again. "Oh, Morris, Phil, thank you. I really thought I would never get another chance, ever. That may have to last me the rest of my life, and I'll remember it that long. Thank you!" We kissed again, not too briefly, but gently, without any urgency on either side.

I looked at the three girls, young women, and they were all kind of wide-eyed. I told them, "You three, please take your clothes off now." They moved to do so, Ginny seeming surprised. I was very aware of my cock, going very limp and dripping some onto the bed. Molly's room didn't have a washstand, but apparently she rated an attached lavatory of her own. She went through the door and emerged with a wet washcloth, wiping herself off.

I got up and went into the lavatory, shutting the door. I wiped myself off somewhat with some toilet paper, and urinated. I washed my hands and went back out.

Molly came and gave me one more brief kiss. She said to the three girls, "You two probably know this, but Ginny may not. You see that he's not ready to go again right away, far from it. Well, you don't have to wait as long as it would take by itself, and I'll show you what to do." I went over to the bed and sat on the edge, and she knelt on the floor and took my cock in her mouth and began sucking on it. She stopped after a minute or so. I was visibly less limp, and she pointed this out. She told them briefly what she was doing, warning them about keeping their teeth away, telling them what was most sensitive, a quick but thorough introduction.

She ended by saying, "If you keep at it, eventually he'll come in your mouth. Boys generally like that a lot. You'll need to swallow what he's spurting out."

I put in, "In terms of purely physical pleasure, it's better than the average intercourse. But it lacks something, um, something relational. You're doing it to him for his pleasure, and that's OK sometimes—in fact it's wonderful sometimes. But you miss doing something together for both of you, and you miss being body to body and face to face with your partner. In any case, we aren't doing that tonight. Period.

"Now, you can see I'm on my way back to being ready, but I'm nowhere near there yet. Have you two decided who goes first, between you?"

Mary and Janet looked at each other. Obviously they hadn't even considered this. Possibly they had expected me to just tell them what to do. I decided to go with that.

"Then, unless you come to a consensus right away, I'll choose for you." And actually both of them looked somewhat relieved. I hesitated only a moment. "OK. Janet, you please come over here and continue what Molly was doing."

She came over and knelt down, taking my cock in her hand and looking at it. She said, "I'm sorry, I haven't actually touched one or seen one close up before. Bill's was already hard, and he stuck it in me himself. And I told you, I was kind of drunk anyway." She began to follow Molly's instructions pretty well, licking to make sure I was well lubricated, and stroking with her hand as she took the end in her mouth and sucked.

It wasn't too long before I was starting to get hard. "Please stop that now, and come kiss me," I said. I stood up and gave her a hand to get up. We kissed, and she said, "Just watching you and then touching you down there got me even hotter than I already was. You're in charge, but I don't think you have to wait for me to be ready."

"Did you hear what I said a minute ago about wanting something relational? Ready or not, kiss me some more." I put my all into kissing her a few more times. Then I moved back just enough to run my hands between us onto her breasts. She gasped and then kissed me even harder, whimpering and whimpering. It felt like I was having to hold her up to keep her from just collapsing.

I dropped my hand to her pussy, gently stroking, and she moaned loudly. Her gasps were faster now, and faster. I kissed her for a moment, but she was distracted. And as she had on Monday, she came just from my fingers, and I definitely had to hold on to her or she would have fallen. When it was over, before she had fully caught her breath, she said, "Oh, that was so good! If only it's that good when you come in. You are, aren't you? That's not the end?"

I sat her down on the bed, and got on my knees in front of her. Her eyes got big again. Apparently she really had thought that was all she would get. I kissed her, briefly, and cupped her breasts, which were lovely, and then bent to nuzzle them and suck on the nipples.

I bent down to kiss her pussy, and ran my tongue up and down between the labia. She collapsed onto her back. This bed was wide enough that she wasn't in danger of hitting her head on the wall. Her eyes were closed. I slid my finger into her vagina, and licked and nuzzled her pussy. She gasped and panted, and in just a minute or two she came again. I moved her around a little, and got onto the bed next to her.

She kissed me with passion. "Oh, please come in now. I want more, and I think that has to be it. Please!"

"Would you like the chance to be on top?"

"I don't know, I just want you, I don't know anything, that time with Bill was nothing like this. Tell me what you want me to do!"

"Swing up over me so that you're straddling me. Now, kind of lie down, with most of your weight still on your knees and arms. Move back a little until my cock is touching you. Take a hand and guide me in."

She gasped and moaned as I entered her. I held still for a moment.

"I'll start moving. You move with me. You have a little control over how fast we move, but words may be better there. What you can really control is how your body rubs against mine. Try to make it feel as good as you can, for you."

I began thrusting, not too fast. She quickly was moving in the same rhythm, and almost immediately gasping a little at each thrust. "Oh, faster, please!" So I sped up.

A minute or two later, I buried myself harder in her, grinding my crotch against hers. She started coming a moment before I did. I know I did my share of moaning. It was far more intense than usual, and her vaginal spasms were overwhelming. She collapsed onto me as we both gasped for breath.

I kissed her, and she kissed back. "Thank you! I wish I could have you do that every night! You were so wonderful to me!"

In a minute or so, I kind of pulled her body up a little and pulled out of her. She apparently realized what this meant, and swung off me, lying close beside me. I kissed her again, and then she got up. I sat up on the edge of the bed.

Mary came right over to me, and started to kneel between my legs. I said, "Not yet. It will be somewhat longer this time. For the moment, come and kiss me."

She sat beside me, and we kissed, at length and repeatedly. I took her hand and put it on my cock, which was barely thinking about stirring. She said, "I admit I touched Bill's cock, and saw it up close, but I really don't know what to do."

"What did Molly tell you? And show you? Make sure there's enough lubrication. For the moment, just stroke with your hand, pretty gently. Then, while you continue that, kiss me again." That's what we did for a while. Soon, my hands were stroking her breasts, too.

Without any prompting from me, except I guess the growth of my cock, she slid down off the bed and leaned over and took it into her mouth. She continued to stroke with her hand, but sucked as well, stimulating the head with her tongue. It seemed that almost instantly I was fully erect and hard.

"Come up here and lie on your back. Legs apart." She did this. I bent over to kiss her gently, then moved down in the bed to begin licking at her pussy. As her hips shifted back and forth, her knees bent, which gave me a better angle. She moaned once, and then again and again. Her thighs gripped my head firmly, and she pulled her hips back and held them, moaning. Then she came.

I left off attention to the most sensitive areas for a minute, being very gentle everywhere. As I began to be more firm, she began moaning and thrusting again. I put my finger in, probing for somewhere that would help, and almost immediately she came again.

I got up and lay down on the bed, and told her, "I'm close to ready, but will you please see what you can do to finish that?" She seemed to think a moment about what position would work, and lay down next to me, hips next to my head. She propped herself up onto me, licked some, and took the head into her mouth, stroking lower with her hand. Soon, I felt like I was starting to get ready to come.

"Stop!" I told her.

She stopped, and got me out of her mouth, and asked me, "Would it be all right for me to do what she said, to get you to come in my mouth? I think I want to try that."

"Not this time," I told her. "That's not what you asked for, and not what we agreed on. But maybe some other time, if we can arrange it."

She said, "OK, but I promise to bug you about it. So am I on top, or on bottom? Or can we do it like you did with Miss Macgregor?"

"Lie down and kiss me again, and I'll be on top." As we kissed, I paid attention only to her breasts. I felt her pussy had been getting lots. I positioned myself on top of her, and told her, "Please guide me in." She did, and I thrust in moderately slowly. I told her, "In most cases, I can guide myself, but that was a little simpler."

She nodded, and put her arms around my neck and pulled me down for another kiss.

After a few moments more, she said, "This is nice, but it doesn't seem to be heading for what Janet got. By this time, Bill would have been done completely and out of me, so I'm not complaining."

"Can you feel how to move with me and against me better? It may be that we do need to put you on top after all."

"Let me try this way some more." So I supported more of my weight on my knees, less on her body, and tried to rub a little more on her front. After a few moments, I also sped up just a little. And something in all that seemed to be what was needed. She was moving with me, her hips coming up to rub herself on me, and she gasped, "Oh! Oh!," urgently pleading until she came and I suddenly had no hope of holding back any longer. As I came down, I tried to keep from crushing her under my weight, but it was a struggle.

"Oh! Phil, I'm so glad you insisted on that instead! I never in my wildest dreams thought it would be so good, even seeing Janet and, um, Molly. Oh, thank you!"

I pulled out and came off her. I saw Ginny heading over to me, and saw that her face was a little troubled.

I asked Jenny what time it was, and when she told me, I sat up fast. "Ginny, I'm sorry! In twenty minutes or a bit more, I need to be in the boys' wing or checked in as being in a room in the girls' wing. And that's just not long enough!" I was starting to pull on clothes as I said that. "I think once I'm dressed, I should be able to spare maybe ten minutes to kiss you, if you would like that."