A Few Days Back Home

When you return home you find that time seems to move faster in your world against that of the other world. It had been pitch black when you stepped through the portal, your phone updating its time to nearly midnight.

You spent the next few days trying to convince yourself that it had all been a dream, even when you had awoken in the morning to your crotch having the unmistakable stench of sex. You talked to no one about what had happened and tried your best to just move on from it.

Yet as you try to go about your life you find yourself thinking about the girl in the Kiosk, the open nudity and public sex. It becomes harder and harder to focus on your work and everything else going on around you.

You finally break after nearly a week, the moment comes as you are walking home. You find yourself walking behind a women dressed in a pair of yoga pants that perfectly outline her tight buttocks. You can't help but stare at her as she walks and a little voice in the back of your mind whispers.

Back in the other world you could whip your cock out and slide it between those cheeks.

Once the thought was planted in your mind you can’t throw it off, that night you find yourself masturbating to the image of you doing just that. As you cum you realise that you don’t need to waste time with your hand when there is a easy path into the other world where you could be having actual sex.

A plan begins to form in your mind.