The Humper Game Pt. 02 Ch. 12

I said, "My schedule person assigned this turn to Nancy, but I'm willing to try again with you. More than willing, if it really is what you want. You've said twice that it is. But if you should change your mind, the sooner you speak up, the better. OK? But Nancy, you have a say in this, too. First say, in fact."

"I'll be disappointed, I admit, but please, go ahead with Barbara. Only, can I hug her and tell her something, first?" She turned to Barbara and hugged her. Barbara kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Thank you." Then Nancy said, "Barbara, you're being brave, and I'm proud of you. Now give him something to remember you by!"

Barbara said, "Phil, if Nancy could get to where she really enjoys kissing me, I should be able to get to where I really enjoy kissing you, where it gets me wet and ready. Can we start out there?"

So I got up and stepped over to her and pulled her to her feet. I kissed her, kind of tentatively. I said, "I think I usually like to stand up to kiss because it makes undressing you—I mean my partner, whoever she is—a lot easier, and also so I can move on to her breasts. I don't know whether that makes sense, here. I find sitting side by side kind of awkward. Lying down together and sitting with her—you—in my lap are what seem best to me. Tell me what you'd like, and we'll do it, even if it's the one I said I don't prefer."

She said, "I would love to sit in your lap." So we sat, and we kissed for quite a while. She closed her eyes, and the kisses started to have some passion to them. After quite a while, she said, "Phil, this is working, better than I ever thought it could. I don't know how it will end up, but would you please touch me, feel me up, however you want to describe it. You've been keeping your hands to yourself, and I know that's been for me, to not rush me, but go on!"

She kissed me again. I let my hands wander down and wander over her breasts, yes, still through clothes. She was breathing a little faster. She still mostly kept her eyes closed, but especially between kisses, she sometimes opened them and looked at me. She said, "Really touch me. Please!"

I assumed I knew what she meant. I unbuttoned her blouse, unfastened her bra in back, and cupped her breasts under her bra. The nipples were erect and fairly hard. I rubbed them gently, and she breathed even faster. "Oh, you feel wonderful. Don't stop there." I slid the blouse down her arms behind her, then the bra in front. I kissed her again, and then bent over to nuzzle her breasts. They were beautifully shaped.

"I told you yesterday that you're beautiful, and I meant it, and I mean it now. I said, for you only, that's true whoever gets to enjoy your beauty, your body, in the long run. I mean that. Right now, I'm glad to be the one, but it seems likely it will be some woman someday, and I hope she appreciates how beautiful you are and how nice as well." I bent back to her breasts, sucking on each nipple in turn. She gasped twice as I did this.

I unbuttoned her shorts, and started to pull them down together with her panties. She wiggled her hips to help. I pulled them down over her feet, putting them with her blouse and bra. I reached down to take her feet, one by one, and untied her shoes and removed them and her socks. They just went on the floor.

"What's your preference now? Do you want to undress me? Or shall I lay you down on the bed and then do it myself? Or would you prefer to move yourself?"

"Please, kiss me again. Then, any of those. But thank you for offering me a choice."

We kissed, in fact a couple of times. And I fondled her breasts and a little in her pussy as we did. This time, at least, she really was wet enough on the outside. Her panty crotch had been more than faintly damp. I wasn't going to just push in at this point, but if I did, there would be enough lubrication that friction wouldn't be the problem.

I warned her, "Picking you up, now," and gathered her and laid her on her bed. She lay there with her eyes closed. I undressed pretty quickly, then went over to her. I pulled the covers down from under her, and got in beside her. I said, "Is this still OK with you?"

Her eyes opened, a bit wide, and she said, "Oh, Phil, please keep going. I'm ready for whatever you want to do, more than I ever was all week for anyone. Please, I asked you to do this. Will you trust me to tell you if I think I need to stop?"

"Yes, Barbara. I'll try to remember that." I put my arms around her and pulled her to me, and kissed her again. I took a hand and moved it to her pussy. I moved up and down between the labia, going into her vagina just a bit now and then for more lubrication.

I told her, "Yesterday, when I was eating you, I wanted to put a finger in. But I was afraid it would startle you and interrupt you, and I didn't feel that I could warn you or ask you verbally, with everyone watching. Unless you tell me not to, I'm going to do that now, just for a few moments." She just pulled my head in for another kiss, without even opening her eyes, and so I pushed my index finger in. She didn't gasp or moan or anything like that, but she kissed me again, with even more passion in it. I moved the finger in and out slightly, and then withdrew it, spreading the moisture that came out with it as best I could. I touched the most sensitive areas, and thought that they weren't ready yet, though they were starting to get there.

I said, "Moving you now, unless you'd rather I lie on top of you to eat your pussy. If I do that, I'm not asking you to suck on me, just try to keep me out of the way. Please tell me your preference here."

She said, "If I don't promise not to suck a little, will you still lie on top of me?"

"If that's what you really would like. But if you're sure you want to do that, having you kneel around my upper chest, your pussy over my face, is likely to work better."

She got up and straddled me. She bent over and gave my cock a kiss, then said, "I'm sorry, that was just to see whether that part worked for me. It really didn't. I'm sure there are girls who could do it and really mean it. But this is for real." She took it into her mouth and sucked on it a little, as I began on her pussy. I stopped long enough to say, "Um, if you really want that in down here later, don't spend too much time on it now." I went back to attending to her pussy. I did put a finger in after a while, and this time she did gasp. I kept on going, and felt her begin to move and to tighten up. I still kept going, trying to stimulate the most sensitive areas, gently, not too hard. She continued to move and gasp and moan, more rhythmically, a little faster. When she came, it wasn't like the one the day before. It wasn't like the ones Jenny'd had before supper, either, but I'm quite sure neither of us was disappointed.

I backed off a bit to let her recover some, and then continued. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"Trying for another one. Trust me." I licked, and probed a little with my finger, which I thought didn't do much, but she continued to build. When she finally came again, it was definitely longer, and left her panting pretty hard.

"Phil, please, it's time for your turn. Really."

Reflecting that I was trying to let her direct me, I said, "You're the one in a position to decide what to do—unless I misunderstood and you really want me to try for one more of the same." At this point, she took my cock into her mouth just for another moment, circling it with her tongue. This time I was the one gasping and thrusting, much as I tried not to.

"Some other time, I promise, Phil. We both really want the final act, don't we?" And she sat up onto her knees, moved to my side, got herself turned around, and started to lie down on her back.

I told her, "Please, on top again. Unless you really prefer the bottom." She had been on top yesterday, and I was pretty sure she would feel more comfortable if I weren't holding her down as I pushed myself in.

She hesitated a moment, then said, "I promise, some other time for that too, then, if you give me enough turns. You're probably right that this is better for now." She positioned herself and guided the tip in, then slid herself straight down my cock and moved to lie down on me. "That feels really good. Honestly, a finger is no real substitute—boy's or girl's. I don't know whether a good dildo would be, and I don't care. Thank you, Phil." She kissed me once, quickly, and began thrusting her hips up and down my cock. I tried to help without moving so much I would come too fast. She moved faster. She was up on her knees enough that the bottom of her abdomen was rubbing against mine with each thrust. She was definitely tensing up, and her gasps and little moans were more and more urgent. Soon she came, and that was the end of it for me, too.

When we were both done, she said, "I think that was the way it's supposed to be. And with a man, at that! Phil, that was wonderful! Sometimes, earlier on, I was trying to imagine you were a woman, and that helped, but I couldn't really do that with your cock against my face, or inside me, could I? I'm so glad you were willing. Thank you!"

I said, "It was about as good as it normally gets for me, too. When you're near coming, and especially when you come, it almost feels like your vagina is sucking on me, as if I were in your mouth. And, for me anyway, this position, where we're face to face and body to body, is the way it's made to be. I'm making love to you, we're doing it together, I'm not just poking you in one orifice or another for my own enjoyment. Thank you for doing it with me!

"We'll try to make sure we keep trying it. I hope it will help you, next year and beyond."

She must have noticed that I was limp enough to be kind of oozing out and away. She kissed me, with affection, maybe even love, but no urgency whatever, and then came up off me to lie beside me for a minute.

Nancy handed her some tissue, and then started to give me some. She suddenly changed her mind, and put the box down. She bent over me, and took my cock into her mouth, and cleaned me off that way, again. She leaned over me and kissed me, hard. "Phil, that was wonderful. You were so good with her, and patient. It wouldn't have taken so long with me, but you kept on as long as you needed. Thank you. She may prefer my body and my touch to yours, but now she knows that the right man can be as good to her as any woman, at least in this. This week has been really hard on her—you already know that—and that's twice now you've made it better. Last time you surprised her, this time she trusted you."

"I'm sorry, I meant to surprise her with something else, and it's too late now. Barbara, next time, if we manage anything like that good, I'll clean you out with my tongue, as best I can. Or Nancy, whenever with you. That's twice you've cleaned me with your mouth, and you know you didn't need to do it."

"Yes, but I saw how much you liked it, when your own girls did it. And I needed to say 'thank you' in an unmistakable way, because both times you were so good to us."

Sam suddenly said, "Nancy, we're out of the period where we're only supposed to be with our partners for the night. Jenny gave Barbara a turn. May I give you mine, the whole night? Maybe let me have him as escort to the lav and back, but tell the monitor and you keep him?"

I said, "Don't I get a say in this?"

Sam looked like she was going to give a flippant, 'No, shut up and do what you're told,' kind of answer, and then suddenly she dropped her eyes. "Of course you do, Phil. That was incredibly rude of me, without asking you or at least saying, 'if Phil's willing.' You can have me any time tonight if that's what you want. Or Nancy, if that's OK with both of you. I'm sorry for presuming without asking."

"If Nancy agrees, I will, too. Please just try to remember to ask. And I love you." I gave her a quick kiss.

Nancy said, "That sound heavenly. Watching Barbara really enjoy it, and then getting a night with Phil too, myself? I don't think I could be that generous, in your place."

I said, "I kind of need to stop by Sam's room, or else go to mine, to get some stuff." So we all went off together to the lavatory, Sam holding one arm, and Nancy the other when I offered it to her. Jenny stayed to talk to Barbara for a while.

I said to Sam, "I'm sorry I spoke so sharply. I appreciate your generosity, too. It's been a wonderful week, after the awful beginning. I'm not sad that it's over, exactly, I can hardly think of a worse fate than having them go on endlessly telling us to do new minor variations. But as far as I'm concerned, you and Jenny still have a special claim, on my heart as well as on my time and my body."

Coming back, we stopped by Sam's room. We all went in. I said, "Sam, you and Jenny and I need to talk about where I'll be based, nights. I think it likely will be Jenny's, but I need to figure out really quickly what I'll be doing about class stuff. We had several, well, four plus me, studying together most of the time, enough to crowd her room as it was. I think you're in fewer of the same classes, or classes on the same schedule, anyway. I don't know quite how that's going to work, except that, um, reproductive biology study will have to be on the agenda a little less, since there will be nights ahead. And they may be studying with the guys they've had as partners, of course.

"Well, we've got tomorrow to think about it, and for the three of us to talk."

She kind of clung to me for a minute. We both said, "I love you."

Jenny came and knocked on the door as I was getting my clothes and toothbrush and a few other things that had accumulated during the week. She said, "I don't mean to cramp your style, but starting Monday if not tomorrow I need to get back to running, and so do you, and that means no serious sex then unless you wake up even earlier for it. Will we be running together?"

I said, "Yes, and thank you for thinking about it. I wouldn't have. But yes, I need it."

Nancy said, "Do you want him tomorrow morning, then? What time?"

"We meet at five thirty. Lav visits and so on have to come earlier. Whatever that 'and so on' covers."

"And I'll need to go to my room after all, either right away now or in the morning. I never thought to bring a jock strap."

"Would it be OK if I ran with you, too?" Nancy asked.

"Sure, if you want to, and if our pace is OK for you. Some of our friends would but can't, they don't get a workout at our speed. Sam, I don't know about you, either. I should at least know which groups you two have been in, but I don't remember. If you want to try, five thirty at the door we go out for gym."

She started to go out, but I grabbed her. I held her and said, "Jenny, thank you. Just running for a few days?"

She hugged me. "That's my plan, too, but we'll see."

"I love you."

She kissed me thoroughly, and said, "Enjoy Nancy, and see you at five thirty. And I love you, too. I bet you just say that to all the girls, though."

I kissed Sam once more, quickly, and we went out, Jenny heading for her room, Nancy and I for the monitor's desk. It turned out that Nancy's room was right next to Barbara's. I was about to head off there, and then said, "Oh, no. Jock strap. I'm sorry, you'll have to check me out for a run to the boys' wing."

The monitor said, "No, there's a stock of boys' underwear here now." She pointed to one of the linen cupboards in the hallway."

"Thoughtful of somebody. Thank you! I wonder how long it would have taken me to learn, otherwise."

"You'll still have to pick up the rest of your clothes and shoes, and probably your class materials, most days. If you do completely move in with someone, let housekeeping know—that is, ask me or whoever is here to notify them—and your clothes can go there. Just pick one girl's room, and remember that you won't have a key of your own, there."

"Thank you again." I collected a jock strap, and we headed off to Nancy's room.

"I'll run in today's clothes, other than this, I think." I waved the jock strap at her. "May I leave these clothes in your room in the morning, until showers? Whether or not you run? And will you shower with me, either way? There won't be time for too much before breakfast, although, well, Sunday. But I still will want to be at least almost on time for breakfast." Nancy agreed on all points.

When we were in her room, I took Nancy in my arms and said, "Thank you for being along for all that. I guess there was more to settle than I had realized. We'll need to learn to allow time for all this stuff, where before I just had to be out before curfew, and all my clothes and gear were there in my own room."

We kissed at some length, and started getting ready for bed. In the morning, we would both need to shave, different areas of course, and we discussed timing. We both got undressed. I left my clothes where I could grab them fast if I needed to go to the lavatory. Of course, that would mean waking Nancy up, so I could get back in.

We made love, and she was wonderful, so responsive. Not quite as much as the day before, when she had seen me with Barbara and then immediately watched a series of other couples, but very affectionate and ready at every turn. She looked at me when we were done. "I was thinking of trying to get you ready, and then finishing you one more time in my mouth. Can we do that some other time? It's pretty late, and you may wake me up in the night, one way or another, right?"

We set her alarm awfully early, trying to allow enough time for at least a quick screw before going out to run. We kissed a few more times, and fell asleep quickly, cradling each other. I was beginning to wonder whether I might not spend most of my nights alone after all. Those beds were narrow enough that two people couldn't sleep together without jostling as they moved.

Revision: 4/19/2019