The Humper Game Pt. 02 Ch. 11

"I've never seen anything quite like it myself. I hope it was as good as it looked."

She kissed me again. This time, urgency seemed to be returning a little. I disengaged myself, and unfastened her shorts and pulled down the panties with them. After I laid those down, I removed my own shorts and underwear. My fingers probed and stroked between her legs, and I wondered whether she was going to come again immediately. I returned to her breasts briefly, and then said, "Would you like to lie down?"

She kissed me with passion, and then sat on the edge of the bed. She said, "Please, Phil, come and eat me. After that, I'm dying for you to." So I did as she wished. It took practically no time at all for her to come, and again a couple of minutes after that.

I told her, "I can keep this up for a while, but I'm afraid I'm past ready myself now. We didn't discuss options earlier. I'm inclined to just go for ordinary intercourse now, if that's OK with you. Do you need to come a time or two more first? Do you want some sixty-nine variation, or just oral sex on me? I'd accept most any of those things at this point."

She pulled me up to where she could kiss me. "Phil, I want you inside me. Do you want top, or bottom, or from the rear, or what? You've let me have my own way so far. Now you tell me what you want, or just take it without asking. Really. If you want to do anal, that's not my preference, but you've been so good to me I won't say no. To anything within reason."

I don't know why, but that caused my own responses to go off the chart. I said, "You're sure?"

"Try me and see."

I said, to everyone, "I'm afraid I'm going to take Ellen up on her offer, and I'm being pretty selfish in doing that. This is going to delay everybody else, and, Deedee, I hope I'll have some left for you, too, but I'm not going to worry about that now."

I kind of grabbed Ellen, and laid her out straight on the bed. I got in beside her, and pulled her head and shoulders and breasts onto me, and kissed her. I felt like I was about to explode. I took her by the hips and lifted her onto me the rest of the way. I told her, "Straddle me, and take me in. Quick." She looked at me, but did it instantly. I was inside her within twenty seconds. I started thrusting, and almost immediately she was moving with me, building toward another orgasm. I somehow managed to ride through that one without coming myself, but the next one, maybe two minutes later, started me coming. Ellen was pretty loud, not quite hurting my ears but close.

When her orgasm was over—hers was a lot longer than mine—I kissed her, but said, "You said, 'anything within reason,' so you're not done yet." I picked her hips up again, pulling myself out of her, and laid her to the side again. I said, "Please, use your mouth to get me ready again."

She just nodded and got busy. It took a few minutes, but then I was erect again and starting to get hard. I said, "Is it OK if I ask you to take me all the way? And in a while, if you can manage deep throat, I'd really like that."

She stopped what she was doing, and came up and kissed me. She put both hands on the sides of my face and kissed me again. "You're not anywhere near the limits of 'within reason,'" she told me. "At the moment, I'd love to do that. If you will think back, I told you before I would like to do it someday. I mean, taking you all the way, I didn't know anything about deep throat then." She kissed me once more, and then returned to my cock. Soon I was tightening up, and I said, "I can't last much longer."

She nodded, then went on a little longer that way, but as I was starting to tremble on the verge, she did pop me past the soft palate and on down, and I came again.

When she was sure I was through, she brought me back into her mouth again, and cleaned me off that way. She wiped her mouth and the area around it on a corner of the sheet, then came up and kissed me at length. "You know, if we didn't need to give the others a chance, I'd want to start the whole thing over and see how much of it you could manage," she told me. We got up from the bed, and she got dressed. As Brian and Jenny got into bed, already undressed, we stood together, arms around waists.

Jenny did take charge, and Brian let her. He did things she didn't tell him to, but that fit in with what she'd said, and I saw that he was really paying attention to her. She sometimes used a lot of detail, sometimes none at all. I don't think she ever stopped him to correct what he was doing, when he did what she had said. He got told to caress and finger and lick as well as kissing, and I could see that she was very happy with what was happening. Jenny usually preferred not to come more than once during foreplay, but maybe Ellen's example inspired her. She had him lick and caress until she had come twice, and then let him screw her. She had a major, screaming orgasm with him inside, and he held back until she was done. When he came, she did too, again. I could tell that Brian was another likely one for her to look to for comfort and pleasure in the weeks to come. She looked really happy, and was kind of clinging to him as Ellen, Ellen Chan, and Bill started in. I was very glad for her. I had been a little worried about whether Jenny might just, well, mope by herself whenever I wasn't available. It wasn't that her experiences with others had all been awful, though some had, but that she was so attached to me that I was afraid she just wouldn't try.

Ellen's time with Bill also went really well. I did watch, but as they were just getting started I talked a little, very low, with Ellen (Manning). I wanted to know whether her breasts were always such a strong erogenous zone for her, in other words was she always ready to come just from having them attended to. She said no, that was the first time, not only for causing an orgasm but for turning her on very much. I asked about the initial kissing, too, and she said she wanted to talk to me about it, maybe sometime the next week, but that it was too involved for right then. She said she had only had about three orgasms, since that rainy Monday in gym, and they had all been this week and nothing like so powerful.

I knew from my own experience that Ellen (Chan) enjoyed sex a lot, even when it was really kind of so-so, as long as she received appreciation and affection. She was as generous and affectionate a partner as any guy could ask for. I was pretty sure that before this week I had been her only one, and I had been completely delighted to see her so happy with Brian. Now, with Bill, I thought she had started out fairly turned on from watching others, and I was pretty sure that it wasn't because of watching sex but because of the affection expressed. This caused me to give Ellen (M) another squeeze and a brief kiss. I thought Sam caught this, and hoped it wouldn't be a problem for her. Ellen (C) had Bill spend a long time just lying there holding and kissing. He kept wanting to move ahead, and she finally told him, "Look. Whatever woman you eventually have, she will sometimes just want affection from you, and to know you're paying attention to her, not to what you want. If you want that—" giving his cock a little squeeze, "—to get some attention from me, stop thinking about this as sex and start making love to me."

Whether or not the message really got through, he did back off and wait for her to lead. He kissed her and stroked her body more gently, not zeroing in on breasts and pussy the way he had been trying to. She did eventually begin to get going herself, and she put his hands onto her breasts. When she finally brought him into her, she told him to try to hold back and give her a chance. It seemed that he took this to heart, as she came twice before he did, and she was looking really happy as they got up.

I could see that Tim was so turned on by what he had been seeing that he was going to have real trouble going slow. Obviously Sam saw this, too, and she warned him right off that if he didn't satisfy her first he could just plan to go beat off by himself next time, because Deedee was watching him that minute. He was so turned on that I was afraid he would just come despite his efforts to wait, but in the end he did well. She made him lie there with her and kiss her slowly, lingering but gentle, for quite a while. And then after a good amount of time of just caressing her, including erogenous zones but not limited to them, she made him eat her pussy until she had come three times. That part didn't take as long as it sounds like. I could tell that, if I had been the one there with her, she would have told me much earlier to quit wasting time and come inside. When he did come in, he basically came right off, and he apologized. She told him he should try to hold out longer, but that, as it was, she had known he was really close and that this was likely even though he tried. She did make him eat her once more, though. She knew that while I didn't like the taste of semen very much I was willing to put up with it without complaint, and I thought she was making sure he would be prepared to do so in the future. She made clear to him that she was grateful and well pleased with him. I didn't know anyone who did that better than Sam.

That left me and Deedee. I gave Ellen one more squeeze and quick kiss, with a low, "Thank you, you were amazing to me," and went up to Deedee. At this point, she was dressed and I wasn't. I kissed her, putting as much longing into it as I could. I needn't have worried about being erect and hard, it turned out, but as for ability to come when the time arrived I was a little unsure.

Deedee was beautiful, kind of petite, with shortish dark hair and a lovely figure. She kissed me again, and said, "Why don't I get undressed so we match a little better?" She did, not taking very long.

We lay down and kissed again. She took my cock in her hand and said, "I think there must be enough left."

"Deedee, Ellen surprised me enough that I'm just going to ask up front: What would you like me to do with you? You heard my little speech earlier, and you can change your mind later, if it comes to that."

"Well, I really do want some of the kind of attention you gave Ellen. And I want you in my pussy for a while, if you can manage it without coming. If you do come then, that will be OK, really. Then—you're not going to like it, I know, but I really and honestly want you to finish up in my ass. I'm really glad we're last so I can ask that."

"I won't ask whether you're sure that's what you want. Obviously it is. But, well, if Jenny or Sam asked for that I'd probably wind up doing it, but she would have to do some convincing first."

"I know, I said you won't like it. But it's really what I want. No back and forth with my pussy, no sucking on you afterward, I guess I need to say that."

"Can we take a minute now so we don't have to later, please? Sam—?" Sam was already pulling a glove from her box and handing it to me. "And is lubricant from a tube OK? Using spit seems like more personal attention, but it's harder to be sure there's really enough, and it takes time."

"Stuff from a tube is fine, if you've got it." Sam handed me a tube. "OK, so you've been doing this with someone besides Ellen?"

"Actually, no, except in the mandated session, once with each partner. And once with my instructor, of course. Sam just thought ahead, thinking I might. Or she might or something, I don't really know. I'm pretty sure she's not really a kleptomaniac. OK, then, those are here when we need them. I'm hoping I can change your mind, though. If you do, please tell me, when we get there."

I kissed her again, and she kissed back for all she was worth. She was delightful to hold and kiss. She too seemed to get urgent and tense long before I would have expected. She didn't come, or anything like it, just from my touching her breasts, but that made her break a kiss, panting. She grabbed my hand and used it to stroke down in her pussy. She moaned and writhed, and I took my hand away from her enough to attend to a couple of areas I felt she was neglecting. She began to thrust her hips against me, and she came. She was a little like Ellen, Ellen Chan, her moans and cries quiet but very intense and urgent. When she was done, still panting a little, she said, "Can we go ahead now?"

"You're in charge, but I was hoping for a chance to lick you, too. And a little more kissing, first. I'm going to go for that, but feel free to tell me to do something else."

She kissed back with great enthusiasm, but not great urgency. After a few minutes, she said, "This is wonderful, but please skip the tongue down there. Maybe some other time. Do you think you can go in me for a little while without coming?"

"I can try, and I really will try. Do you want to be on top?"

She answered by turning onto her back, legs parted. Sometimes I can recognize and take a hint. I moved on top of her and went in. I knew this would be hard. I wanted to stay. I thrust a few times, and she said, "Please, just hold still. You feel so good just in me." So I did. I didn't kiss her mouth, but I did kiss her cheek and jaw and neck. I was aware that the lack of thrusting didn't seem to be helping me relax and move further from coming.

After several minutes, she said, "Please. Come out now, and lubricate."

I forbore saying, "You're really sure?" and came out. I said, "You choose what position you want to take for this." She knelt on the edge of the bed, curling herself up. I said, "I'll try, but I think the height won't be the best for me to go in, when the time comes."

I put on the glove and opened the tube, then did my best to lubricate her thoroughly. I went in with my finger, but aside from lubricating there really didn't seem to be much need. I told her, "I'm afraid I going in your pussy once more before I lube myself up with this stuff." She didn't say anything, and I found my way into her vagina, just for three quick thrusts. I pulled out, and squeezed a large glob onto the glove and spread it on my cock. I put the tube down on the desk, where I had put its cap earlier, and peeled off the glove and put it in the wastebasket.

I thrust slowly into her anus, moving a little out from time to time before proceeding. A couple of times she gasped, and I couldn't really tell whether it was pleasure or pain. When I was all the way in, I held for a few moments, then began thrusting. The way she had positioned herself, I really had no access to either the front of her pussy or her breasts, so I left my hands on her hips, rocking her slightly back and forth as I thrust in and out. I tried to go slow, but she told me, "Faster. Please!" So I thrust faster. She was breathing more heavily, and after a moment she gasped and moaned. I sped up even a little more, and she came, and I did too, almost immediately.

When we were both done, though she was still panting a little, I pulled out. I grabbed some tissues and wiped around her anus, mostly just wiping off lubricant. I went over to the sink, and Sam had a hot, soapy washcloth all ready. I cleaned myself off as best I could, and left the washcloth in the sink and went over to get dressed. Deedee was standing and mostly dressed by this time. She interrupted my dressing to take me in her arms.

"I know you don't like that, but honestly, it really was what I wanted, and it was wonderful. If you ask me sometime, I'll let you come in my pussy like you wanted, in fact I'll do anything at all you ask me to. No 'within reason' about it! But this time, you said I was in charge, and you just proved you really meant it." She kissed me, hard.

"I'm off to the showers," I announced. "Deedee, you really need to go off to the lavatory and get that stuff out of you. Would you like an escort down the hall?"

She came over and took my arm. I opened the door, then grabbed the soiled washcloth to put down the chute in the hall, and we went on. I walked her to the lavatory, then went into the showers myself. I had already showered, of course, but kind of a lot had happened. I kept it as quick as I could, while still trying to make sure I was clean all around my cock. I dried off and went back to Sam's room. I knocked and was admitted. Everyone else was there and dressed, and they were all talking. Deedee and Ellen (Manning) detached themselves and came over to me.

Deedee hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. Ellen gave me a hug and a long kiss, more like we were starting out instead of finished. She told me, "Next week we'll all be trying to dig back into regular classwork, but sometime—sometime not too far off!—I would really like you to spend the night with me. I asked Deedee, and if she can manage the time, too, she'd like to get a little share of that night. Two for the price of one! How can you resist? If you try to resist, I'll bug you about it. We really mean it."

Deedee told me, "Phil, thank you for being willing to do what I wanted. I didn't have problems like Ellen did, but when we did anal Wednesday it was, um, disappointing. It felt like it should be good, aside from the discomfort of getting stretched big enough, but my instructor and partner both just kind of went in and came and pulled out, and that was it. When Brian and Ellen described what you had done for her, I was just green with envy. Well, tonight I didn't need any back rub or all that stuff, you know that, but you were wonderful to me. Maybe you can give me just a bit of a back rub next time, whatever we're doing." She kissed me big, this time.

They all sorted themselves out and said goodbye and left. My two looked me up and down. Sam said, "And now it's been three times, no, four, since supper. I guess you don't have any left for us."

I said, "You're tempting me to turn you over my knee and pull your pants down and spank you, sassing me that way. No, I'll never do that, so don't be thinking how to provoke me into it! But don't try to sound like you didn't get enough yourself for one night. I need to go to the lavatory, and I'm sure you both do too. When we get back here, if you're very, very good, I might let you see whether you can wake up something that's sleeping now."

When we came back, we all got ready for bed pretty quickly. Normally, Saturday there were no regular classes, though individual instruction happens then all the time. But normally, we have plenty of class work to do. The next day was the final day for this week, following basically the same schedule. I couldn't imagine what they would find for us in addition to everything we'd already covered.

Before we went to bed, though, when Jenny kissed me goodnight, she said, "Earlier, thinking back to your, um, your little exhibition with Sam, I thought of something. There's a song my dad used to sing sometimes. The words are so silly I don't remember most of them, but I was reminded of the refrain.

"For what it's worth, though, it starts off this way." She sang:

Don't eat green meat, it ain't good for you,
Killed your brother, killed your sister too.

"And here's the refrain—what I was reminded of:"

Mabel, Mabel!
You know I'd love you girl but I'm not able.
Mabel, Mabel!
Won't you please get off the kitchen table.

Sam and I both laughed. Sam said, "I don't think they'd have liked it too much if we'd gone back in the kitchens, though."

I finished kissing Jenny, having a little trouble because of wanting to laugh a couple of times. I kissed Sam a little more quickly, and we got into bed.

Revision: 8/22/2019