Expelled! High School, Harem and Heaven

Chapter 10 - Dreams and Nightmares

Chapter 10 - Week Two (Tuesday?)

I wake up in the morning exhausted with my balls empty and drained.

Why? Did I have the craziest sex with Chloe and Rachel? No. Actually, they left at the right time, just before Mr Lawson, the bastard, could patrol with his blinding flash light. He's still scaring us, despite our sound proof cabin. As a safety precaution, my kingdom disperses for the night, leaving me woefully unsatisfied.

Don't tell anyone, but I did somehow manage to record the moans and squealing of nearly all the girls from Monday's research and field trip. Now, whenever I want, I can play it on loop at night, yearning for some... eventful dreaming.

Don't believe me? Here's what happened last night.

I fell asleep shortly after Chloe and Rachel snuck out. I'm not complaining but, they left me hard as a rock. As I doze off with my earbuds in, I have the most intense dreaming ever. All while sleeping, I listen to the audio recordings of my students' breathing and moaning, their sweet murmuring and shrills— while of course, envisioning the most brutal and satisfying means of fucking them. My dreams are simple at first, but quickly evolve, or devolve? into disgusting fantasies of pure debauchery. Damn, I absolutely love it.

I especially love how the recordings loop over and over and over again, recalibrating every stage of sleep with deeper and darker desires— repeating endlessly. My light sleep, my deep sleep, my REM sleep or whatever they call it, my whole dreaming state was echoing with these lewd sounds of hot and heavy... exercise.

Unbelievably, I can even identify the audio to the exact girl it was recorded from. Who would have thought this would be my new skill. Or is it a talent? No, this is my superpower— the ability to identify a girl simply by how she bellows and bawls. I dreamt like this for hours. Every looped clip added new perverted fantasies to my dreams making them wetter and wetter. It was an all you can fuck buffet and, oh, did I fuck them all!

My mind becomes a wonderland of dark and unspeakable desires. The endless fucking leads to countless orgasms and ejaculations, something I sorely needed from being consistently aroused and teased for days! I craved it. I yearned for it. And now I finally get sweet release. It was a wet dream. No, it was a super wet dream. Look, there were so many wet dreams that it melted my brain into a puddle of happiness . It was paradise. So I called it my Wet Paradise Dream. 

I open my eyes and gather myself out of bed. I whack at my brain, helping regain consciousness of the real world. Some of the lustful images still remain in my head, but most of it vanishes and evaporate as any dream does. Why don't I do this every night?

Getting ready to teach my first class, I see Mr Lawson. I've been avoiding him on Monday, but I'll risk an encounter this time. "Hello, Mr Lawson!"

"Mr Thatcher, good to see you, these mornings can be chilly can't they?"

I nod. "Hey one question for you, Mr Lawson... what do you normally do to blow off steam? Any hobbies or recreation?" This is an easy and open question right? It's not too telling of my intentions, right?

He scratches his chin. "Hmm that's a great question, I actually like to follow sports, and maybe like to go fishing, but other than that, I'm pretty much swamped with school work."

'Likes to go fishing', huh? I bet you do, for young underaged girls you bastard! Of course I can't say it, I need to act cool. "That's wonderful, maybe we could go fishing together one day? I'd like to try it out more." I say with an ulterior motive.

"Absolutely!" he says as he walks away.

Hmm, he doesn't seem to be frightened, or defensive, or guilty... does he just have a strong poker face? Or maybe he is genuinely twisted and feels no remorse of what he's done? I have to get to the bottom of this.