home?..nah, college.

Somewhere with plenty of people, and maybe even people you recognize...the first thing that comes to mind is the college you are currently attending. there are many, many hotties at your college a few of which you know personally and would love to give a new addiction to. and if this does turn out to be a dream or prank then you have a funny story to tell.

Mind clear with the image of your college's courtyard with the oval fountain and various benches along the paths leading to different buildings, you look to Charles with a nod.

"Got a place in mind, have you?" Charles asks. "Alright then. I'll be opening the door now. The light's gonna be a bit blinding at first, but just will yourself and walk on through, understand?"

Giving him another affirmative nod, he clasps the metal of the silver handle and pulls backwards, slowly swinging the massive door open. It creaks as a powerful light escapes from its depths, engulfing the area and cutting your vision off entirely.

"Remember, lad," you hear Charles speak up as you close your eyes in the shower of light. "Don't overthink things. It's that simple, you hear?"

Unable to see anything around you or confirm your surroundings, you take a step forward and begin walking towards the light...

...

...

"nah, bro she said it was a one night thing, and that she wasn't interested in anything other than getting some."

"sooo, you just weren't good enough in the sack?"

*wham*

*wheeze*

"MY NUTS!!"

"shut up."

..?

Where are you?

you take a glance around and see that you are in the middle of the college courtyard resting on a bench. You spy students walking to their classes or just milling around at the fountain in the middle.Some people are talking about their classes while others are complaining about their bruised jewels.

You glance at your watch and staring back in the reflection is a good-looking 20 year old guy staring back with his dark brown eyes, medium length also brown hair which seems rather wavy today. You stand at 5'10 weigh about 185 pounds of mostly muscle. you have a well defined body and apparently a good ass.

It's barely past noon and the heat isn't too high at around 80 degrees. while you try to remember what you have next your mind wanders back to the dream. 'That was a vivid dream.' you think to yourself while thinking of Charles and your situation. 'if the dream was real you would have alot more fun in your life but, alas a dream is a dream'.

you groan as you realize you have English. You enjoy English itself, but, your teacher, Mrs Johnson seems hell bent on making your life hellish. Since you normally sit at the front of the class, she is always making you stand up to go to the board. which in itself isn't a bad thing, however, she is one of the hottest teachers in the school and she knows it.

She has long dark brown hair that stretches down to her mid back, pine green eyes that could make you hard on their own, Gigantic f cup badonkadonks that are jiggly as fuck, flat, smooth and tanned stomach that has the small outlines of six pack(Probably to hold up her giant globes.) A bouncy round heart shaped ass, that probably jiggles around as much as her tits do. Long, soft and golden legs that start with meaty thighs and continue down to well defined calves that lead down to small, dainty feet that are usually in nice heels, which makes her legs and ass look even better than they already do.

to top it off she is always wearing tight, revealing clothes to her classes and so whenever she turns around to write on the board you get a grade A view of her big round ass and shapely legs which almost always makes you hard.(This is the main reason you sit at the front.)

So, when she asks you to answer a question, you have to do some voodoo shit to hide your 8 inch Schlong. no-one notices though because you've done it so much you're pretty much a pro, but its still a hassle, but still it's worth it for the view.

as you get off the bench and do a few stretches to work out the kinks in your neck, you daydream about what it would be like to fuck Mrs Johnson in public. You head off to class with your mind still occupied with thoughts about your dream and Mrs Johnson, not really paying attention to your surroundings...