Be good in school. Otherwise you get detention!

Alex just stood there watching, dumbfounded. It was simply hypnotic. She almost made the train-wreck analogy, except what she was witnessing was brutally beautiful. It was just so organized and systematic, yet still incredibly erotic, she just couldn’t bear to tear herself away. She wanted to watch. And watch she did.

The room had windows on all sides, not unlike the shower she just left. Just outside the door was a sign-in, an iPad on a secure stand which looked like it required a student ID to add someone to a list. She watched as a good looking guy and a sexy, petite girl signed up, and got into one of three lines.

The interesting part was what happened when someone got to the front of those lines. At the front were three stockades, each filled with students, two of which were Melanie and Johnathan. A faculty member paced between them as people got to the front of the line, and started having their way with the ensnared students. Johnathan was secured on his back, his cock standing straight up. Melanie was instead secured face down, so her pert little ass was sticking up for people to use. Another girl who Alex didn’t recognize was secured face up like Johnathan, so apparently there was some room for maneuvering.

The sign above the door was simply “South Detention.”

Alex was transfixed. She watched as men and women would go after the bound students, hit some kind of button, and then fuck their target and leave. She was especially fixated on little bitchy Melanie, watching as she took cock after cock, moaning and groaning her little head off. She couldn’t even hear her, but she imagined her voice. Most of Johnathan’s attendees were women, though there were some men in line. The last girl had the opposite problem, her line was filled with eager cock after eager cock, with one lone girl in the line who was getting slammed by the guy behind her.

The implication was amazing. If this was detention, that meant that if someone got in trouble at school, they were basically sentenced to a tied-up gangbang. How this was supposed to be a punishment, Alex had no idea. Melanie and the mystery girl both seemed entirely too happy with their predicament. Johnathan looked miserable no matter who was fucking him, man or woman. Poor guy.

“Alex! What are you still doing here? You should be getting to class!” Ms. Bichir’s voice seemed concerned. Alex couldn’t even look at her. She was too transfixed.

“This is… I… holy shit,” Alex breathed.

“Your first time seeing detention. Right.” Alex felt Ms. Bichir put her hands on Alex’s shoulder and lean her head on the makeshift cushion. It was the first time she realized she was a few inches taller than her gorgeous gym coach. “Are you imagining yourself in the stocks or in line?”

There was no easy answer to that. “Yes.”

Ms. Bichir just laughed at that, burying her face into Alex’s shoulder. She’d never been used as a human headdesk before.

“How does this work? Like… everyone’s going in, having a really quick fuck, and leaving.” She watched as someone took a cane to Melanie’s rear end. Even through the glass she imagined she could hear her yelp with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Okay, this was a little more hardcore than she was expecting. Still, it was super hot.

“There’s a time limit. You have one minute to do what you want to the student in the stocks.” Ms. Bichir said matter-of-factly. “Long as you don’t, like, really hurt them, anything goes. Basically anything short of drawing blood is okay.”

“And I thought I couldn’t get hornier,” Alex simply replied.

“There’s five minutes until the bell rings. You should go, or you’re going to end up here.”

Alex just chuckled. “Weirdly, that doesn’t seem so bad.”

It was Ms. Bichir’s turn to laugh. “You might be a future Pro Gangbanger after all.”

There was a brief pause between the two as they watched the wonderful sex sessions inside the detention area.

“When I was back in the old world, I’d have these random thoughts, and just… shut them down, you know? Like they weren’t appropriate. But right now, I think it just might be completely appropriate.” She finally looked at Ms. Bichir, whose wet hair got caught under Alex’s chin. “Can I borrow your strapon? Pretty please?”

Ms. Bichir turned to look at Alex. God, she could just melt into her teacher’s brown eyes. “Alex, what are you planning?” Ms. Bichir asked cautiously.

“For only the second time in my life, I regret not having a dick.” Alex smiled at Ms. Bichir’s look of confusion. “I just have the urge to fuck Melanie’s ass, that’s all.”

Ms. Bichir’s face twisted up for a beat. “I’ll be right back.” And with that she pulled herself off of Alex’s shoulder and walked back towards the gym entrance. Alex couldn’t help but watch her perfect ass sway as she made her way back into the building.

She continued to watch the trio of victims get utterly fucked for the scant few moments Ms. Bichir was away. Melanie and the other girl continued to moan with pleasure, the other girl having a bright smile that was evident even when a cock **** itself down her throat. Johnathan look as though all this was a chore, as though getting gang-fucked by a bunch of strangers was somehow pedestrian.

Ms. Bichir returned with the big blue cock that had so recently been happily ramming Alex’s hungry twat. “You owe me,” Ms. Bichir said.

“Oh, I’ll definitely pay you back for this,” Alex said, taking it from her.

She entered her student ID and signed up for Melanie’s line (it was cool that the system was this integrated), then finally walked in the building.

The sounds and smells of sex almost overwhelmed Alex. She grinned wickedly as she got into Melanie’s line. Thankfully, with the mere one-minute turnaround, the line was moving pretty quickly.

A harried looking boy with jet black hair got in line behind Alex, stroking his cock. She looked him over. “Hey, you okay?” she asked.

“Um… look, it’s kinda embarrassing, but I’m really losing it here. I haven’t fucked anyone in hours. And these lines are crazy. I feel like my cock’s going to fall off.”

Alex almost laughed that not having sex for hours was considered an emergency. She remembered when it would be months between decent orgasms. But the idea of helping this guy out with a quickie was both incredibly naughty and pretty exciting.

She turned away from him and bent over a bit. “Hey, if it’ll help, you can use my pussy for a bit.”

“Aw, geez. Thank you so much.” He lined his cock up to her waiting hole and slammed all the way to the hilt in one **** thrust.

Alex moaned with her most recent penetration, reaching between her legs to play with her pussy as he slammed her. They both knew this one wasn’t really about her pleasure, but she was still happy with the way he treated her dripping sex. She was once again really happy that the men of the Sexworld knew how to use their dicks.

Sadly, it wasn’t to last. As **** as he was, he wasn’t going to last long, and he didn’t. He moaned three times in a row, each louder and higher pitched than the last, before pulling out of her pussy and spraying his hot cum all over her ass and back. He definitely had a lot stored up, her ass was drenched by the time he was done. He sighed happily before leaning around and kissing Alex’s upper back a few times rapidly.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” he said euphorically. “Hey, look, I hate to fuck and run, but I really should get to class.”

She turned as he started away and gave him a thumbs up. “It’s cool, dude. Go. But you owe me one.”

“I sure do!” he exclaimed as he went out the door.

Alex bit her lip as the line got shorter. She felt really good about herself, helping that guy out. And having yet another good looking guy give her cunt a nice pounding was a very nice bonus.

She finally reached the front of the line as the final bell rang, watching as the guy ahead of her got behind Melanie and entered one of her holes without preamble. Alex might be late for class, but she was having too good a time to care. She got to watch as the pretty goth girl, her eyes squinted shut, got royally fucked. The faculty member in charge of the detention came around, locking eyes with Alex. “Lube her up,” Alex mouthed to her, pointing at the table of accessories. The woman nodded, reaching towards a tube of lube and applying it to Melanie’s backside, dodging around her current fuck. Melanie actually moaned.

Alex finished putting on the strapon as the time ran out for the guy ahead of her. She looked at the faculty member as he pulled out. “Give me a ten second warning?”

The woman nodded with a smile before moving on to check on Johnathan.

Alex got behind Melanie and hit the timer button, then plunged into her pussy for a few strokes. The strapon slid in easily. Melanie’s moan almost seemed disappointed. “Oh, wait,” Alex said, pulling out. “How did you put it? ‘Wrong hole, new girl’.” And with that, Alex aimed the head of the fake blue cock at her already-loosened anal opening and jammed the cock all the way in, as deep as it could go.

Melanie’s howl of pain was so intense that Alex actually stopped moving, for fear that the fantasy had turned into a painful reality. But then Melanie screamed out, “Don’t stop, you stupid fucking prude world bitch! Fuck me!”

Well all right then, that answers that. Alex slapped Melanie’s ass, earning a yelp, before grabbing tightly on the little goth girl’s hips and starting to pound her. The strapon she was using had a clit stimulation pad, so at least Alex was getting some pleasure out of it. The real winner was Melanie, she was howling with delight with every violent thrust of the fake cock. “Oh, fuck!” Melanie screamed. “Fuck! Me! Fuck! Me!”

Alex was spurred on by the girl’s dirty talk. Alex was violating Melanie’s ass with gusto, spanking her every few seconds, and Melanie was loving every second of it. She loved watching her reddened ass jiggle with every smack of their bodies.

“You call that an assfuck!?” Melanie suddenly yelled out. “Harder!”

Alex gave it everything she had, speeding up her thrusts. These movements – so obvious and natural for guys – were completely new to Alex. She made up for it in raw athleticism, using the strength she gained from years of Track and Field. She could feel the sweat dripping from her body as she worked Melanie’s ass as hard and fast as she could.

And her efforts were being rewarded. Melanie was howling with pleasure, spasming under Alex in orgasm. She looked out the window to see Ms. Bichir laughing her ass off. Even Johnathan was looking over as he was being ridden by a cute Hispanic girl, if not impressed than at the very least the epic pounding was drawing his attention. She only wished she could feel Melanie’s ass clamping down on her, instead of a plastic dick. Oh well, she’d get fucked again soon, she was sure.

The faculty woman came by and flashed both her hands. Ten seconds. Alex gave Melanie one last slap on her ass, then pulled out of there. “Nooo,” Melanie whimpered, already missing the filling sensation.

Alex circled around to the stocks and grabbed Melanie’s hair. She moaned as Alex did so. “You say you’re so good at blowjobs? Show me how it’s done.”

She let go of her hair, and Melanie went to work, sucking down the fake blue cock like it was the real thing. Alex wasn’t expecting her to be so enthusiastic, but there she was. Sadly the blowjob was brief, with the faculty woman calling “Time!” A buzzer also rang to illustrate the point. Alex pulled the strapon out of Melanie’s mouth. She looked disappointed.

“Thank you,” Alex said to the faculty woman, and turned towards the exit.

“Hey, new girl,” Melanie said. She was back to her disinterested monotone, a far cry from the sex-crazed howling from just seconds ago.

There was no one behind Alex in line, so Melanie was just stuck there in the emptying detention area. “Yeah?”

“That was fun. Let’s do that again sometime,” Melanie said simply.

Alex gave a quick chortle. “You destroy your enemy when you make them your friend,” Benjamin Franklin once wrote. Apparently you accomplish that by buttfucking your enemy half to ****, Alex thought to herself. Damnit, now she really regretted not taking Trish’s number earlier. She wanted to text her and let her know that in the end, yes, Melanie just needed to get laid.

“Sure,” Alex said, before heading to the door.

Ms. Bichir was waiting for Alex outside of the detention area, a big, goofy grin on her face. “So I just learned something about you,” Ms. Bichir said, and cupped Alex’s pussy. “You are amazing at sex and terrible at everything else. This pussy and what’s attached to it; that’s your best asset.”

Alex handed her the strapon. Ms. Bichir quickly took the dildo into her mouth to clean it off. “I feel like I need another shower.” Alex returned the favor with her free hand, enjoying the feeling of her gym teacher’s wonderful folds against her fingers. She just loved Ms. Bichir’s body.

“Well, I might be persuaded to give you a late pass, if…” Ms. Bichir said, slipping her middle finger in Alex’s pussy.

“If?”

“You promise to do that to me tomorrow.” Ms. Bichir drew Alex in for a deep, soulful kiss. She could feel her heart fluttering as their tongues danced with each other.

“All you ever have to do is ask,” Alex said softly.

They made out for a little while, ignoring the world around them. When they broke their kiss, the intense sexual energy that had been raging inside Alex had diffused into a subtle and calming sensuality.

“Hey, weird question,” Ms. Bichir asked. “You said this was the second time you wanted a dick. What was the first?”

Alex smirked. “When I was in the office with you,” she whispered in her ear. “I just love how you look when a big cock is opening up your perfect pussy. How your chest gets flushed, how your face looks, how your pussy lips wrap around that dick trying to pull it inside you. Your little demonstration riding Dean, the one you said you were trying to scare me off with, that did the opposite. It made me want to watch you fuck for, like, ever.” She took Ms. Bichir’s face in her hands. “I wanted to give you that. I wanted to see your eyes light up for me the way they light up when you’re fucking Dean or Mike or your husbands or whoever.”

There was that soft look again. Alex could get used to seeing her teacher ****. She once again shook it off, and was back to her old self.

“So… you like it here in Sexworld?” Ms. Bichir quipped, desperately trying to change the subject. Don’t make me fall for you, her words from earlier echoed in Alex’s ears. If you keep saying things like that to me, I might.

Alex did a quick mental count. There was Jared, Cassie… no, she was just oral. So Jared, Mike, Ms. Bichir, both the mystery men, and Melanie. Six people. “I doubled my count!” Alex exclaimed happily. “I fucked six new people since I got to school today. I’m now twice the sexworlder I was yesterday!”

Ms. Bichir got up on her tiptoes and kissed Alex on the forehead. “That’s my girl,” she said. “Hit the shower, and make it quick. Come see me in my office for your late pass.”

“You got it, Coach!” Alex said, giving her teacher one last kiss. She went back to the showers with a huge grin on her face.