Chapter 255: The Aquatic Center; Rock, Paper, Scissors

Monday, June 20, 2005 (Continued)

The socializing I've described above was predominantly group stuff, which was necessarily how most of it had to be done, but I made sure I spent some time talking with every girl individually. I enjoy that more than group interactions. I often took Carol with me, both to avoid her feeling left out, and so she could get to know these girls. She'd likely be interacting with them quite a lot next school year, as a consequence of her being Julia's lesbian girlfriend. It turned out that Carol knew many of the girls pretty well already, from the lunches she'd frequently had with Julia and Ava during the last month of school.

I enjoyed nearly all of the conversations. Some aspects got tedious because of the repetition - especially ravings over my body, inquiries about my injuries being healed, and questions about the money - but generally the girls were in good moods and were fun to talk with. Actually, they were better to talk with than normal. I think because they'd been away from the school social scene for the last couple of weeks, exam week being very nonsocial and the preceding week being a week off for studying. That'd allowed them to calm down somewhat, and to get some perspective. Anna, for example, apologized for falling in love with me, and thanked me for not taking her virginity.

Laci was extremely apologetic over having 'stolen' cock-time from the other girls, but also managed to let me know that she'd LOVE to get a great deal more cock-time from me. She'd picked a great time to proposition me, because spending the afternoon looking at hundreds of wet, swimsuit-clad (and often mostly unclad) girls, had made me even easier for a pretty girl to proposition than normal. It was times like this that I REALLY wished one of my abilities was to stop time for everyone except Laci and me, because I sure could've made a good use of that ability. Actually, "repeated uses" would've been the order of the day, as I received several more propositions. This was a GREAT venue for getting the girls and me into the right mood; but it was a TERRIBLE venue to do anything about it. There was no privacy; only a great deal of frustration.

After about two hours, I complained to Julia, "God, I'm getting horny. All these girls panting over my body is starting to get to me. It's a pain this place doesn't have a private area we could use, even for just a few minutes."

"I know what you mean. Seeing how excited they are for you is getting to me too. Shall we leave early to spend an hour in my bedroom before your Aikido?"

"Make it an hour and a half, and you've got a deal. I'm going to need more than one girl, because I want nonstop, full-on, fucking."

"Haha. That bad, huh?"

"And then some! There are a LOT of gorgeous girls here."

"How does Ava, me and one other girl sound?"

"I'd like to say 'not enough', but in only one and a half hours, that'd be great. Who have you got in mind?"

"Mostly me! Haha. I'm assuming Ava feels the same way, which is why I included her. You can pick whoever you want for the third. I like the idea of rewarding one of them, as it'd send the right message to everyone."

"I'm uncomfortable with insulting all the others I didn't choose. Can we make it a random thing, maybe like a Rock, Papers, Scissors competition?"

"Easy. Do you want to cheat, like we did with Carol's friends, or do it honestly?"

"I don't mind getting a random one; they're all good looking enough. All I want is flat-out, full-on sex. The only issue is she can't be a virgin, otherwise I'm sure any of these girls can do the job I want of them. I just want to fuck!"

"Sounds like we're going to need at least three girls then, haha. If we leave here at 4:15, then at four o'clock we could get all the girls who want to enter to play an RPS competition."

"Sounds perfect..."

"No it's not. I just realized that some of the girls who're virgins might want to enter, and that's not giving them time to bust their hymens before we leave."

I could feel my arousal rapidly leaving me. "Ahh, Julia. I'd MUCH prefer not to get involved in any of that stuff."

"I can tell them you want non-virgins only, but they're going to lie to get a shot at you. It'd be better that we do the competition right now. I'll make sure they know it's for full-on, go-for-it sex, and they'll have to be ready for it. If they're virgins they should either not enter, or if they enter and win, immediately go to the bathroom to get rid of the impediment."

"Ahh. That doesn't sound very appealing. And isn't a girl's first time supposed to be romantic and important to her? Busting herself in a bathroom is about as far away from that as it's possible to get."

"It's up to them to decide how important romance is for them. I'll tell them you want mad, bunny sex, and then it's their choice. If your life is anywhere near as important as I think it'll be, having sex with you is something they'll be proud of for the rest of their lives. It'll probably be the highlight of their lives."

"Seriously? Even though I don't care about them, and all I'm doing is using their body to work off my horniness?"

"Short answer: Hell yes! Stop worrying about them, Mark. They'll be making a fully informed decision to enter or not. It's not your problem whether they're undervaluing romance, or whether they'd regret it later or not, or any other issue. They're old enough to take responsibility for their own bodies." Seeing me lose another argument, Julia added, "I'll check whether Ava wants to join us first, to see if we need one or two more. I hope she will."

Julia got off my lap, but I held her back for a second, to ask, "Why do you want Ava to be included?"

"Because I like her. I'd rather be with her than anyone else here. Plus if a girl I don't particularly like won, like Savannah, I'd rather be able to ignore her by concentrating on Ava."

"Okay, I understand. Savannah won't win though, because I won't be letting her enter. She's getting zero sex from me until I think she's sufficiently desperate and humbled."

"Haha. Good boy! That's a smart way to handle her. It hits her right where it hurts the most: her pride."

"Yeah, I know. You go ask Ava; I'll go apologize to Carol a little." Julia looked at me a little funnily, so I added, "I know 'apologize' isn't the right word, but it's close enough. I feel the need to give her some personal time to make up for leaving her alone later."

"You're nice."

"She's nicer. She brings it out in me. I hope your parents can convince mine."

"Yes. I can see she means a great deal to you. That's very nice. I'll talk with Ava now."

I quietly explained to my sister, "I've come to apologize that I can't have you involved with something. Julia and I are feeling very horny. We expect Ava is too, so the three of us plus probably another girl we'll pick with an RPS competition shortly will leave about 4:15 to go have sex at Julia's. I'm sorry that I'll be abandoning you, sweetie..."

Carol looked puzzled, "You're going to leave me here?"

"Ahh, no. I meant abandoning you when we went to Julia's room. I'll take you home first..."

#7: <A better idea would be to take her to Julia's and get her to make dinner for us. In 3B-land Carol made all our Monday evening dinners, as part of her training to be our housewife. It also did very good things for her confidence. We should get her started on doing that here, and I'm pretty sure we'll be needing food soon.>

#3: <Just leave her in the kitchen, all by herself?>

#7: <Essentially. Maybe ask Julia to spend a few minutes making sure Carol gets started. She'll manage fine; she's a better cook than she gives herself credit for.>

#2: <It wouldn't be good if she got flustered and overwhelmed though. That could damage her confidence.>

#7: <We'll make sure Julia is aware of that. We'll drive back with Julia and Carol in our car, with Ava taking the other girl. That way we can explain.>

#All: <Agreed.>

I corrected myself, "I've just changed my mind. I'll drive you to Julia's place when we leave here. I've got something important I want you to do for me there. I'll explain later."

"You want me to do something important?"

"Yes. Don't worry about it for now Carol. I know you can easily do it."

"Okay, if you say so. Does that mean I can't enter the RPS competition?"

"Haha. I'm afraid so, sweetie. Hopefully you'll be my bunny in private soon though."

"Yeah. I hope that too. Seeing so many girls have the hots for you has gotten me hot too."

"Not to mention how much you've enjoyed displaying yourself in that bikini."

"Ahh, you know me well. I didn't think people would be able to tell that."

"I do know you very well. I liked watching you even BEFORE you bought that bikini." I leaned forward to whisper VERY quietly, "I love you VERY much, my wife-to-be."

A few of the girls sitting near us saw Carol's reaction, but Carol noticed they had, so told them, "You've got NO IDEA how nice it is to have Mark as a brother."

"I wish he was my brother," said one of them. "He could help me with my biology homework, haha."

I could use that to make a point, "Ahh, I don't want to be a party pooper, but that humor is cutting a bit close to one of my sensitivities. I like to look out for my little sisters, and it's important to me that they feel safe with me."

Carol backed me up by blowing, "{Raspberry}, haha. Let them make their jokes, Mark. It'd never cross my mind in a million years that I wasn't safe with you."

Then Julia announced, "I want to talk with all the girls over by the fence," Julia pointed. "GIRLS and Mark only. Will the other guys please look after our gear for a few minutes."

I added, "Savannah, you look after the gear too." Savannah wasn't pleased, but she knew her usual tactics wouldn't work on me and she didn't have any other tactics, so she had to do as I'd said or be red-carded.

Julia announced, "Everyone else over to the fence please." Julia started walking.

Carol told me, "I'd better stay here too."

I agreed, "Probably a good idea."

As we walked with to the fence, several girls asked Julia or me, "What's this about?"

Julia answered, "Wait and see." | I answered, "We don't want to explain this several times, so please be patient for a few more seconds." (You're two million words into my autobiography, so you probably don't need me to tell you that I have a slight tendency toward being verbose.)

Julia stood between Ava and me, us with our backs to the fence with the other girls in a semi-circle facing us. Julia announced, "Gather around closely everyone, because this isn't for anyone else to hear about."

Those are the best things, so they gathered around very obediently.

Julia added, "Don't let any strangers get close enough to hear." Something that was impossible for Julia to tell when she was surrounded by a close group of much taller people.

I offered, "Do you want to sit on my shoulders, Julia?"

"Yes please."

In one fluid motion I easily swung her up and over my head. I earned several, "Wow, you're strong"-type comments.

"It was very easy. When Julia gets into speech-making mode, she's full of hot air." My stated reason wasn't the full explanation for why it was so easy; I'd used a lot of NP too. My full NP force is 51.2 kg. I was Inactively Centered, so 7/8ths of that is 44.8 kg. I'd been practicing my ki projection virtually nonstop for two months now, and had increased my ability to consciously tap ki by about 10% (not that I'd measured it yet), making 49.3 kg, or 109 pounds. Julia weighed about 70 pounds, so I could've flown her up entirely by NP if I hadn't cared about the resulting riot. Instead I'd gripped Julia's waist with both hands, put about 25 pounds of upward pushing NP force under each of my forearms, and had lifted her up and over.

Julia started whacking me around the top of the head, causing me to realize that insulting someone sitting on your shoulders isn't a good idea. I made a mental note to be less stupid in the future.

When she judged me sufficiently chastised, Julia turned her attention to our audience, first saying, "Boy, everyone looks different from this angle. You should carry me around like this more often, Mark."

"Yes, dear."

After the chuckles, Julia addressed our audience's upturned faces, "Mark and I will be leaving at 4:15..."

"Aww," from many girls.

Julia quelled their follow-on comments, then said, "Mark's got an appointment at 6, which will leave him just over an hour for nonstop, passionate wild-bunny fucking."

#1: <"Bunny"? That's the second time Julia has used it in the last few minutes. I suspect Carol's been talking to Julia, because that's not a term Julia normally uses.>

#3: <We used it several times when we were talking to Carol in our bedroom, the time Julia and us double-teamed Carol's earlobes. But you're right that the two girls have probably been talking. Carol probably wanted to talk with Julia about what it's like to have sex with us.>

After the giggles and comments that were entirely inappropriate to have come out of young girls' mouths, Julia continued, "Seeing so many sexy girls in their swimsuits has made Mark 'frisky'."

The girls' next comments rendered their previous ones tame by comparison.

"As you've heard, Mark is AWESOME in bed. When he's feeling frisky, he's far more than one or two girls can keep up with. So Ava and I need help. Would any..."

"I WILL!" | "PICK ME!" | "I WANT TO!"

And then the slow starters joined in, so there was a considerable period of bedlam. I could feel Julia laughing, but I couldn't hear her over the chaos.

Julia eventually managed the wave the girls down to a much reduced volume, so she could continue, "We're going to have a Rock, Paper, Scissors competition to pick..."

Julia got drowned out again.

After several seconds' delay, " ... A Rock, Paper, Scissors competition to pick ONE of you..."

Two and half dozen girls can be very noisy when they're excited. Personally I blamed my bright yellow Speedos, and made a mental note to suggest to Julia that I never wear them again.

Julia managed to explain the rules, in between interruptions. I was surprised at how tolerant of the interruptions Julia was being. Either she truly did feel like she was on vacation, so was much more relaxed about her plans; or she simply enjoyed sitting on my shoulders. [She later told me she enjoyed seeing how excited they were. So much for my ability to guess why girls behave the way they do.]

The rules were, to summarize: "Hot, nonstop, fucking. Virgins are not wanted," which elicited several groans, "but virgins can enter if they're willing to immediately go to the bathroom to bust their hymen after winning, so they'd be ready for hot, hard sex an hour later," which got a mixed reaction, some happy relief, some indecisive, some disappointed.

^-- "All the entrants will pair up and play a best-of-three match of RPS..."

A girl who didn't know how to ply interrupted, and some others seconded her. Julia said they'd be taught before the competition, then, "The losers will leave the circle, the remaining entrants will pair up and compete again. Until there's only one winner left." The rest was pretty obvious, so I'll skip it.

There were questions (there are ALWAYS questions, even in straightforward bunny sex situations):

• There was the usual 'time of the month' question, which I'll skip saying anything further about (shudder).

• Other girls wanted to know whether not joining the competition would count against them if they wanted to date Mark later? Julia answered, "Of course not. This is just wild sex, nothing to do with your long-term suitability as a girlfriend." #8: <It damn well will count against them! Long-term suitability as a girlfriend DEPENDS on enthusiasm for wild sex.>

• Pipeline 1A wanted to know whether they could enter? "Sure. This is just sex. It's nothing to do with having a relationship with Mark." #8: <I like the way Julia thinks.>

• "Ahh, will the winner be having sex with you and Ava in the bed too?" Julia is less verbose than me, saying only, "Yes. Next question?"

• "Ahh, will we have to have sex with other girls?" Julia answered, "It's an hour of WILD SEX; it's not like it's choreographed in advance. But you don't HAVE TO do anything. If you don't like what's happening, get up and leave."

• There was even a question about transport arrangements, for God's sake. In my next life I think I want to be a bunny, as they never have this much trouble.

The next question was even sillier, "How rough will Mark be?"

Julia answered it by announcing, "Everyone that wants to enter the competition, move ten feet along the fence that way."

Julia got her horsy to let her down while the willing entrants relocated as directed. Upon her arrival on terra firma, a couple of girls told Julia, "We're not sure."

"Then don't enter. Seriously. Once we get into bed, it's going to be full-on, flat-out sex. If you're not confident now, you won't be ready for that."

Julia walked to the entrants, asking them, "Does anyone need a reminder on how to play the game?"

Several said they did, probably out of nervousness. Hardly surprising, considering what was at stake, haha. Julia gave them a quick explanation of the rules, got a couple of other girls to play a game so they could see the process, then got the learners to have a couple of games with each other.

Meanwhile I was studying the entrants. To my amusement, Anna - who only a couple of hours ago had thanked me for not taking her virginity - had entered. I resisted the temptation to ask her why, because I've recently come to the conclusion that girls do things like that because they're deliberately choosing to be inconsistent. No other explanation is possible.

Linda was one of the entrants too, which confused me. She'd never made any effort whatsoever to prove herself good girlfriend material - other than wearing a low cut top to bowling, but Julia had pushed her to do that - but she'd volunteered for this competition and the one at the hot tub party about guessing how long it'd taken me to learn 8-ball. She'd also put my cock inside her for the 90-second fucks in the hot tub. If she wanted to have sex with me, and seemed to want to be my girlfriend (she had come here, after all), why didn't she actually try? Nearly all of our conversations were the ones I initiated. Just to confuse me, Linda was behaving consistently incomprehensible.

There was some dithering around the edges during the RPS lessons. A couple of girls drifted over to join, then one of them got cold feet and started leaving. Her friend urgently talked to her.

I didn't want either of them to win, because they'd probably be even worse in bed, so I walked up to them, to say, "Alana and Paris, I'm telling you that you can't enter."

Alana looked relieved, but Paris wanted to know, "Why not?"

"Because neither of you really wants to. If one of you won, you wouldn't enjoy it much, and you would've stopped one of the very enthusiastic girls from winning. In group events like this, it's important to consider everybody rather than just your own wishes. That's why I'm not simply picking out the third girl myself, but am letting whoever wants to compete in a fair way. That makes this day more exciting for everyone. I'd appreciate it if you looked at how enthusiastic some of the others are. You don't really want to beat them to something you can't make up your minds about, do you?"

"You don't mind?"

"Don't mind what?"

"That we're not enthusiastic to have sex with you."

"Ahh! I see what you've done. You've made a mistake that many girls make. It's a good thing you're talking to me about this, because boys understand this aspect of life VERY well. This may surprise many of you, but there's more to life than sex. If you're confused about that, just ask any boy, because we all understand how unimportant sex is."

I'd spoken loudly and had quite a few listeners, all of whom laughed at me. Some of them even made derogatory comments about boys, which I would've gotten offended at, had they not been true.

When I could, I told Alana and Paris, "I may only be a boy, but I know that selflessness and generosity is much more important in a girlfriend than how eager she is for sex. You can sit out without worrying about upsetting me."

"Okay, thanks. You're not like other boys."

"I thought these Speedos would have made it all too obvious that I'm very much the same?"

"Oh no! It makes it obvious that you're VERY different. You've got an incredible body."

Which wasn't the way I meant my Speedo joke, but it wasn't worth arguing about. I turned my attention to Julia. She'd started organizing the entrants. There were nineteen of them, which was a pleasingly high proportion of the available girls, especially after subtracting the girls who'd been foolishly having their periods now, presumably something approaching 20% of them, from what I understood of that process.

Julia had just finished explaining that the girls would pair up, with the odd girl 'competing' against Ava. Ava wouldn't be eliminated, but her opponent needed to win to stay in.

Julia announced, "We'll have a couple of practice best-of-three matches, to be fair by making sure everyone knows how to play."