Alex convinces her.

Alex knelt in front of Ms. Bichir on the couch, kissing her thighs. “I’ve been waiting for this,” Alex whispered.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” Ms. Bichir said. “I have other students.”

“You can leave if you want.”

“Fuck you,” the Latina said. Alex could just feel her smirking.

“I’m trying!” Alex used that as a sign to start kissing her teacher’s pussy lips before looking up. “In my old world, if you were caught having sex with a student, you’d be, like, super-fired, and maybe even arrested.”

“I think I hate your old world,” Ms. Bichir said.

“Yeah, me too.” Alex took a lick up the slit of her very first pussy. She was really happy her first time eating a girl out was with someone as incredible as Ms. Bichir. She tasted lovely, nothing like a guy’s cock.

Ms. Bichir shifted on the couch. “Are you sure you want to hear this dumb old story?”

“Mmm hmm,” Alex replied, her mouth covering her teacher’s beautiful gash.

There was a pause.” Hey, Alex?”

“Hmm?”

“Um… you’re really bad at this.” Alex could tell Ms. Bichir was holding back laughter.

Alex drooped her head. Her forehead bounced lightly against her trimmed mound. “Can you tell it’s my first time?”

“Yes. Yes I can.” She took a breath and leaned towards Alex. “Use your tongue on my clit. Lightly, don’t go too crazy. Listen to my breathing, not my moans. Let’s start with that.”

Alex followed instructions, grazing her tongue over Ms. Bichir’s little pink bulb.

“Now use your fingers on my legs. Graze my skin lightly, barely touch me. Can you do that?”

Alex traced her fingers on her teacher’s thighs, trying to do what she said. She was an athlete, light touching was not her usual specialty.

“Getting there,” Ms. Bichir said. “Okay, so how I met Emanuel. Um, I was living in ‘Frisco, and it was the homecoming dance. Emanuel was voted the homecoming king, and we all just watched him bang the homecoming queen. Oh, God, what was her name? Um… I don’t remember.”

Alex moaned at that. Of course they would have sex. Why was she even surprised?

“And Emanuel, he’s, this gorgeous, super smart guy, he’s bound for Harvard, he was destined to be a lawyer or businessman or something, right?” Ms. Bichir paused. “Okay, take one of your fingers and put it in me. Keep using the light touch technique with your other hand.”

Alex started with her middle finger and slid it into Ms. Bichir’s slick pussy. She blew lightly on Ms. Bichir’s landing strip, the little patch of hair danced a bit. She didn’t know why the little strip fascinated her so much.

“Keep licking my clit, too. You can give it some more energy now.”

Alex dove back on to Ms. Bichir’s clit, first giving it a little kiss, then using her tongue on it. It was getting hard to multitask. Her tongue, her hand, her fingers, how does everyone keep track of all this?

“Anyway, so I’m hanging out with some of my girlfriends, and Emanuel just strolls up to us, and we’re all speechless because holy shit. And he asks me to dance! I’m too dumbfounded to say no, so he pulls me on to the dance floor, and we dance and we make out, and he starts fucking me and I’m just… wow. His dick is, like, perfect for me. It’s a perfect fit, just big enough to hit everything, but not so big that I can’t fit it all in.” She moaned. “Add a finger? Thanks. So after we both cum, I kiss him, go back to my seat, and I’m just, like, wow. My girls are asking for every detail, and all I can think is, I just fucked the homecoming king!

“So he goes off and has sex with someone else, and I get, like, two more guys who want to dance with me and have sex, and then he comes back! Now I think to myself he wants to give one of my girlfriends a shot, but no, he wants me again! So I make sure he has a good time, I give him my best blowjob until he cums down my throat, then he pounds me from behind until I’m a screaming wreck and he blows another load in my pussy. And the girls are going wild. None of us have any idea why he singled me out. Back then, I had even less boobs than I have now.”

Alex took umbrage with that. Her fingers still buried in Ms. Bichir’s pussy, she hopped up and took one of her rosy nipples into her mouth. “That’s insane, your tits are amazing,” Alex said. She then licked Ms. Bichir’s nipple vigorously, before switching to the other one and doing the same.

“Oh, no. I wish I had big ones like yours. I got the athlete’s chest.”

“Stop fishing for compliments,” Alex said with one more kiss to her teacher’s boob. “You have the most awesome nipples. They’re so pink and puffy, anyone who doesn’t want to suck them is out of their damn minds.”

“Oh, just get back to my cunt,” Ms. Bichir taunted. Alex complied, and decided to switch things up by trying to lick the inside of her pussy. It was getting difficult to keep track of everything.

“Okay where was I? Um, all right. So after he’s done with me for the second time, he grabs my friend Crystal right next to me, starts fucking her. And I don’t know what’s come over me, but I’m jealous! And it’s weird. I just give him some kind of look, I don’t know if it’s lust or anger or whatever, but he immediately pulls out of her and jams it right back in my pussy. And he just rocks me to, like, a million orgasms.

“So then he goes off again, I think he went back to his queen? And my friends and I, we’re dancing and getting laid, it’s awesome. And then here comes Emanuel again maybe an hour later, and he says to me, ‘you have an incredible pussy, but can I fuck your ass?’ And I mean, I love anal. So this perfect dick wants my ass, you couldn’t pay me enough to say no. And it’s fucking magical. I don’t think I’d orgasmed so hard from a single dick in my life.”

Alex looked up from her beautiful pussy. “So you really enjoy group sex, huh?”

“When you do Competitive Gangbang, multiple partners are the exception, not the rule.”

Alex just plain stopped dead. She couldn’t have heard that right. “I’m sorry, did you just say ‘Competitive Gangbang?’”

“Um, yeah?” She paused. “They wouldn’t have that on the prude world, would they?”

Alex just shook her head in a daze. She then began attacking Ms. Bichir’s pussy with renewed ferocity.

The Latina teacher squeaked. “Okay, Alex, getting better,” Ms. Bichir said. “Anyway, after that, Emanuel basically said to hell with the dance, he invited me to his room at the hotel and we spent the rest of the night just making love. We were all over each other, he had his cock everywhere he could put it. I even tried to give him a titjob, but there’s the whole small tits thing, so that didn’t work. But we had a good laugh about it, and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.”

“And you were together ever since?” Alex smiled.

“Not quite.” Ms. Bichir sighed. “He asked me out the next morning, but I actually said no. What would a brilliant, gorgeous man like that want with a jock like me?”

Alex stopped again. “Good to know high school bullshit persists no matter what world you’re in.”

“Stop interrupting!” Ms. Bichir pointed between her legs, and Alex dove back in. “So a few days later, I’m just wrapping up a class, and Emanuel corners me in the shower. He asks me out again, and I say no. So he just shoves his cock in my pussy and bangs me until we both cum. And he asks again. And I say no again, because now I’m totally convinced that this is some Punk’d show or something.”

Alex was about to interrupt again, with the sad, sad knowledge that somehow despite all the changes between their worlds, Punk’d still somehow exists, when she felt Ms. Bichir’s hand grasp her head. She was starting to get wise. Alex kept working on her teacher’s wonderful pussy.

“So this time he doesn’t relent. He just keeps fucking me. Over and over and over, he cums in my pussy, in my ass, down my throat, on my face, my chest, I think he came, like, a dozen times.” She shuddered in delight. “Every time he came, he’d ask me out again, and I’d say no, and he’d just start fucking me again. His cock was getting to know every inch of me, and I loved every second of it. So finally I agreed to go out with him.” She sighed. “I guess our first ‘date’ was detention together, since we were fucking for so long we missed our next class, but that’s how it goes!”

Alex could feel her looking down. “Okay, Alex, you can stop now. This isn’t working.”

Alex couldn’t help but be disappointed. She was really hoping to bring Ms. Bichir to orgasm. She looked up at her teacher, her fingers still buried in Ms. Bichir’s pussy, and pouted.

“Alex, I appreciate the effort. And if we had an hour, and you somehow stopped getting distracted by everything, I could probably teach you everything you need to know about doing that right.” Ms. Bichir made motion to get up, and Alex got out of her way. She went for her desk, and Alex licked her teacher’s juices off of her fingers. God Ms. Bichir tasted good. “But you should probably hit the showers in the next few minutes, and I still owe you another big orgasm, right? That was the deal?” She pulled out of a drawer a big, blue strapon. Alex immediately grinned. “So why don’t we give this a shot?”

“I don’t think I can say ‘yes please’ quite hard enough.” Alex watched as her teacher started putting on the dildo. “But I want another shot at eating you out soon!”

“We have all semester, Alex,” her teacher replied. “And you’d better bet I’m going to make sure you can eat pussy properly. I wouldn’t be much of a coach if I didn’t.”

“I appreciate your dedication to a proper education,” she quipped.

“And I just really like how you look between my legs!” Ms. Bichir walked up to Alex, now equipped with the rubber blue dick, and Alex instinctively took it into her mouth. Ms. Bichir laughed.

Alex had to admit, she didn’t like the taste of the dildo very much. She greatly preferred the taste of actual dick to the fake version.

“Well, points for enthusiasm, at least.”

Alex spit out the fake cock, a string of spit hanging between her lips and the blue cockhead. Ms. Bichir pushed Alex back on to the couch and spread her legs. Grabbing the blue dildo, she aimed the head into Alex’s soaking pussy, and thrust all the way down in a single push. Alex moaned at the intrusion, happy to be filled for the first time since her competition with Mike… maybe twenty minutes ago?

As Ms. Bichir thrust into her, Alex wrapped her legs around the beautiful Latina and drew her in to her needy pussy. She grasped her teacher’s breasts as she leaned down to kiss, relishing the feeling of her soft lips and perky nipples and hard, taut tummy on her skin. The touch of the older woman was electric, and she moaned into her mouth as they started thrusting into each other.

“Those legs are your secret weapon,” Ms. Bichir said lustily. “Drawing me into you like this. I saw you do this to Mike, too.”

Alex just moaned some more. She loved the feeling of being fucked by the beautiful Latina. She kept grabbing Ms. Bichir’s breasts, kneading them and using her thumbs on her teacher’s nipples. She loved how they felt in her hands, perfect handfuls.

“You really like my tits. You weren’t just saying that.”

Alex scrunched her back a bit and kissed one of Ms. Bichir’s nipples before replying. “No bullshit, these are great.” They kissed again, Alex made sure her hands never left Ms. Bichir’s tits.

“So you like telling stories,” Alex said.

“Yeah, I can be a chatterbox,” Ms. Bichir admitted.

“So tell me a story about Competitive Gangbang. How does that work?”

Ms. Bichir laughed. “You’re really stuck on that, huh? Do you want the rules or, like, my career or something.”

“Both!” Alex exclaimed, then brought her tongue back to Ms. Bichir’s nipple. No distractions this time, she was going to try to go through the story with as few interruptions as she could manage. She already messed up once, she wasn’t going to do it again.

“Okay, so… Okay. So you have the competitor, and they’re always up against the opposite sex. There used to be a same sex version, but audiences got bored with it, and no one really wanted to compete… anyway. So you have a girl like me getting railed by a bunch of dicks, or a guy trying to get a group of girls off, which is usually at least funny to watch. And the competitor is given… usually fifteen or so players, sometimes more if it’s a big meet. So there’s a competitor and a fluffer, and the fluffer doesn’t actually fuck, they just make sure that everything’s either hard or wet for the competitor. So my fluffer Elaine, she’ll give the guys blowjobs to make sure they’re ready to go at me. Now the competitor has one hour to get as many orgasms from the players as they can.”

“It sounds a bit like Power-fucking,” Alex said. Damn it. So much for not interrupting. She immediately went back to Ms. Bichir’s chest.

“Um… kind of? It doesn’t matter if the competitor cums. In fact, if I know a guy gets off when they’re inside me and I have an orgasm, I can use that to my advantage. It’s really about reading your players. You have to coordinate them to give as much of yourself as you can, and you have to be in contact with the players when they orgasm.”

“What’s your record?” Alex asked. “Like, total number of cocks at once.”

“Um… it was the semifinals of the PAC-12 competition my junior year. I had two in my vag, one in my ass, one for each hand, and two in my mouth.” She paused. “I don’t recommend trying that. I couldn’t have sex the rest of the day. That’s the thing with this sport. It’s really punishing. I was sore all over, and Emanuel had to fuck the hotel girls that night. He couldn’t even support his wife! Man, he was miserable.” She sighed. “I’m just glad competitions are spread out over a few days, or I would have fucked myself right out of contention.”

“PAC-12, huh? Sounds like you’re really good!”

Ms. Bichir bobbed her head towards her trophy case. “Two time NCAA champion, handful of State and Regional titles, yeah, I’m pretty good!”

Alex kissed her hard. Every other thing she said made Alex want her that much more. National champion gangbang queen? The fact that there was such a thing was almost too much to bear. Alex shuddered in a small orgasm, but kept fucking her teacher anyway.

“It may have hurt, but being just, covered in cock like that makes a really nice mental image!”

“I know, right?” Ms. Bichir smiled. “The Chronicle ran a photo of it after I won. I have a print of it hanging in my living room. Man, the family and I have had some really great fuck sessions looking up at that.”

“For the record, I am going to look you up on the internet and masturbate furiously.” Alex moaned, heading towards a bigger orgasm. “Can you sit on the couch for me? I want to ride you.”

Ms. Bichir pulled out of Alex and dropped on to the couch, resting her hands behind her head. Alex grasped the blue dildo and swung a leg over Ms. Bichir, lining the head up with her pussy and sinking down on it. Ms. Bichir pushed back against her.

“That feels nice,” Alex said. “Okay, so how does someone get involved with Competitive Gangbang, anyway?”

“I sort of grew into it. Four brothers. I didn’t have a lot of free time in my holes with them around!”

Alex groaned. Just when she thought that Ms. Bichir had run out of things to say that would go right to her groin, she came up with something new to surprise and titillate.

“So one last question,” Alex said, increasing her pace.

“Just one?” Ms. Bichir teased.

“Well… for now. I’ll have more tomorrow I’m sure.” Alex increased her pace.

“Okay, what’s up?”

“So that big anal orgy you were talking about,” Alex said. “How did you buttfuck Southwestern out of a title?”

Ms. Bichir cracked up, then reached up to Alex and pulled her down on top of her, their breasts mashed together. Alex used her hips to pound Ms. Bichir’s fake cock as hard as she could.

“NCAA Championship 2012, it was down to me and the girl from Southwestern. And the players are selected at random, right? Well there was this one guy who was completely in love with my ass.”

Alex reached down and tried to give Ms. Bichir’s cheeks a squeeze, but it was difficult with the couch being what it was. “I can see why,” Alex whispered.

“Well this guy, it was crazy. He starts fucking my ass, and he cums immediately. And this guy, he doesn’t, like, get tired or anything. The ref calls a point for me, and he starts in again, and he blows another load in my ass. So he backs off, my fluffer gets to him, and by then I have another guy in my ass, and this first guy, he just waits his turn. So ass guy number two, he finally cums, and the first guy just, he barely even waits for the ref, he just starts pounding my ass again, and of course he has a near instant orgasm.”

Alex groaned imagining the event. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head as pleasure mounted from her pussy. This was going to be a big one.

“So I get it in my head that this guy’s got something going on. So I start kicking guys out of my booty so this dude can get in, blow his load, and score me a point.” She sighed. “This guy came in my ass thirteen times over the hour. I didn’t even know that was possible! Landslide victory, tournament record.”

Alex couldn’t take it anymore. She started shaking violently as she came, repeating “Oh, fuck,” over and over.

“That’s my girl,” Ms. Bichir whispered. “Cum for me, baby.”

A second orgasm overtook the first, like a big wave on the ocean swallowing a little one. She shook and spasmed on the dildo. Her moan was deep and powerful, resonating throughout her entire body, adding to the sensation. The pleasure was indescribable. She flopped down on Ms. Bichir, and started lavishing her cheek with kisses. “Anyone ever tell you that you’re some kind of sexual goddess?”

“Oh shut up, keep saying that stuff and it’ll go to my head.” Ms. Bichir seemed satisfied, even if Alex wasn’t sure she came.

“I’d have loved to see that win,” Alex said. “It sounds super hot.”

“Oh, you can. I post all of my matches to my YouTube page.”

“Remember what I said about looking you up on the internet and masturbating furiously?”

Ms. Bichir laughed.

“So are you still doing it?” Alex asked. “The Gangbang, I mean?”

“Sort of,” Ms Bichir replied. “I stopped competing in the big tournaments after I graduated college. Two weddings and a grandfather with a bad hip will do that to you. But I still train weekly, and I’ve been thinking about making a run at the national team.”

Alex stopped. “National team? Like… the Olympics or something?”

“Not something,” she replied. “Yes, Alex, that national team. The one that goes to the Olympics. We usually take over the gym right after gymnastics.”

“That would be… holy shit. I just… holy shit! I might have just fucked a future Olympian. I…” Alex kissed her. “I’m not sure today can get any better.” She hopped off of Ms. Bichir and flopped down next to her on the couch. They once again melted into each other, just like before. Maybe she could get used to the whole post-sex cuddling thing.

“I have a long way to go,” she said as she started unhooking the strapon. “And Elaine’s pregnant, so she’ll go on maternity leave soon, no idea if she’ll stick with the circuit, so I may need a new fluffer—“

Alex’s hand shot into the air. “I volunteer as tribute!” she said instantly.

“What?” The look on Ms. Bichir’s face was pure bafflement.

“It’s… it’s an entertainment thing from… you know, books and movies and…” Ms. Bichir just shook her head and grinned. “Nevermind. If you need a new fluffer, I’m your girl. I need to get better at sucking dick anyway.”

“Oh, come on, Alex, that’s a huge commitment, I can’t ask that of you.”

Alex took her teacher’s face in her hands, and stared her straight in the eyes. “I’m doing it. I’m absolutely fucking doing it. Look, I’ve been on this world for all of three days, and today’s my first real day out in it, and… you’re just this huge inspiration to me. You’re this gorgeous, confident, strong, mega-slut of a woman who has complete control of your sexuality, but can still just let go and let yourself be fucked. To you, having amazing sex a dozen times in a night by your future husband isn’t worth retelling, and a three-hour long epic anal fuckfest is just a funny story. In one hour, you’ve taught me so, so much, about the world, about me, about where I’m strong and where I need to improve, and I want to learn everything you have to teach. And now you tell me that you have a shot at going to the Olympics? The fucking Olympics!? I’d be the biggest bitch on the planet if I didn’t do everything I could to give that to you. I’m telling you right now, I am going to do whatever it takes to get you there, and I don’t care if that means sucking a million dicks and not getting fucked for a year, Hell, if that means doing your taxes, whatever you need, that’s what I’ll do. Because I see in you everything I want to be, and because you’re giving me a look at what my life could be like living here in this world. And because you’re giving me a shot at my own crazy sport out of absolutely nowhere. And, honestly, because you’re probably the sexiest woman I’ve ever met in my life. If I turn out half as amazing as you, I’d be pretty proud of that. So please. Let me help you.”

Ms. Bichir’s face was priceless. Her features had softened considerably, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. “Don’t do it Alex. Don’t make me fall for you. If you keep saying things like that to me, I might.” She wiped the tear away, and straightened herself out. “We train Saturdays at one at the USF gym. I’ll have Elaine show you the ropes. Can you get into town?”

“Somehow I think I can convince my brother to give me a ride,” Alex replied.

“Just don’t blow him while he’s driving. I don’t want you to get into an accident.” She said that as though it was the plainest warning.

She kissed Ms. Bichir. “I promise, no drinking, texting, or sex while driving.”

“Good girl.” Ms. Bichir sighed. “Crazy morning, huh?”

“The best,” Alex replied, kissed her teacher on the cheek, and lay down next to her again.

“I can’t believe you’re a prude worlder. You make no sense to me.”

“I’ve only had sex with six guys and no girls before today, I’m terrible at oral, I’ve never had sex with anyone in my family, and I’ve never had a dick in my ass.”

Ms. Bichir laughed. “Yeah, you’re a prude worlder. And you’d better handle that anal thing if you’re even thinking of getting near Competitive Gangbang.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Alex replied. “I’m going to make sure I lose my anal virginity today. I’m clearly overdue.”

“Good. Now the bell is going to ring in five minutes, get the hell out of here and hit the showers. You smell like sex and sweat.”

“Can’t I just use yours?” Alex asked, indicating the door in the back of the office.

“First, I don’t even use mine,” she replied. “And that’s because: Second, you’re probably going to get laid.”

Alex grinned. “I like the way you think! I’m going to go hit the shower. See you, Ms. Bichir.”

“See you,” she replied dreamily as Alex got up.

Alex left her teacher’s office and practically skipped her way to the shower room. This was turning into a great day.