Dream Big

The whole dream thing was screwing with him still. He had two weird ones back to back. The BIG power dream, which was weird but Sunnydale weird. So not that weird. And then there was the sex dream weird, which was weird in how detailed it was.

And not in the good way. He woke up before the good stuff. No he had a dream about getting up, getting ready and going to school, going to class all in real time. The good stuff? Ha, ha! NO, he woke up before any of that could happen.

So frustrating.

Although of all his many fantasies it was at least a new one.

Not that he would have minded his dirtiest fantasy from happening. The one he was almost ashamed to have. Partly because it was more then a little racist. Or was it considered a fetish if it was a fantasy?

With a groan Xander looked at the road before him. The road that would take him to school. Another 'fun filled' day at school atop the hellmouth.

What he wouldnt give for it to be a road leading to his fantasies.

"Sure, Xand, any second a convertible full of bikini wearing big titted morally corrupt Asian sluts who just so happen to look like your favorite Asian porn stars will come around that corner to Shanghai me to their place for two days of super perverted 'love you long time' sex where I ruin their tiny Asian pussies with my monstrous American cock..."

Xander groaned after his little speech and slapped a hand across his face, "Nooope, thats not racist at all."

Xander schelpped along and tried to move his mind away from his fantasies. Fetishes. Whatever.

Only to stop in his tracks as a classic cherry red 60s convertible came careening around a corner up ahead. The big car screeched to a halt when it was next to him. Xander had to blink. He couldnt do anything else.

There, in front of him was a convertible full of bikini wearing big titted Asian women who were looking at him and giggling. And it might have just been Xander's imagination but they all looked like his favorite Asian porn stars... but hotter. There was Amy Yip behind the wheel and Julia Boin in the passenger seat. Only hotter. In the back were Hitomi Tanaka, Anri Okita and Kaho Shibuya. Only hotter.

"No way." Xander mumbled to himself.

"Hey, you... you big American guy?" Not Amy Yip called out in the most stereotypical and possibly racist accent.

Xander nodded as he blinked again and rubbed at his eyes this time. He really really hoped he didn't wake up from this dream.

Not Amy Yip motioned him closer. Xander, almost spellbound, stepped closer. When he was within arms length Not Amy Yip reached out and grabbed his crotch.

"Aaaaaaiiiiiyah!" She cheered as she fondled and groped Xander. Xander gaped at the boldness of the woman. He was also amazed as he suddenly got hard as a rock, only there seemed to be more of him down there then usual. Not Amy Yip turned to look at the other babes in the car and smiled wide, "Big American cock! He loves us long time!"

"What?" Xander asked himself in befuddlement. "This cant be happ-" His inner voice shouted for him to shut up. To not jinx it. To not make him wake up before they got to the good stuff. His inner voice refused to have a repeat of the Ms. Calendar dream. Do nothing to jinx it, just let it happen, dont think, dont move, dont even breath his brain screamed at him.

So Xander remained silent as the three cheering big titted, bikini clad Asians from the back seat jumped out of the convertible, crowded around him and began to push him towards the convertible's back seat. Mostly by the highly effective and efficient means of presssing those big tits against him and hugging him as they shuffled into the back seat of the convertible with Not Hitomi on the left, him in the middle, Not Kaho on the right and Not Anri being **** to sit on Xander's lap.

Xander wasnt exactly sure what the hell was going on but he was going to enjoy it. That was for damn sure. How often did a guy get a chance like this?