Oral exams

"All holes rise! Salute!" Miss Simmons instructs your class as you walk into your new official classroom. You watch as most of the Twenty-one girls stand and salute you by grabbing their nipple and twisting. Maddison in the front row twists harder than anyone else to try to impress you, always eager to be the teacher's pet. You stare at her impeccable chest and consider keeping her as an actual pet. You make a mental note to get her a collar. Maybe a cage.

The girls in class look considerably more appealing now that most of them are wearing their uniforms properly. You feast your eyes on each individual girl for a few moments, enjoying how well you can see their nipples through the thin fabric of the uniform top. You spot two girls not standing or saluting: One isn't even trying to adhere to the dress code, staring at you with a sour look, while the other leans way back in her chair with one leg over her desk, casually showing her pussy to you while she stares out the window, acting too cool for Hole School.

"You may be seated," you say once you realize they are waiting for you to tell them to stop saluting. Miss Simmons hands you a piece of paper with the class seating assignments on it, so that you can call roll, then drops to her knees and hungrily yanks your cock out of your sweatpants. She slides it into her mouth with a deep moan, like a smoker who really needed a hit, rolling her tongue over every inch of your length while you take attendance.

You call out each individual name on the sheet and take note of the absences. Rose and Lilly are likely being used as meat toilets by their doting father who has recently been taking great interest in their education, so they are excused. The girls from the teacher auditions, Heather and Lindsay, are both trussed up in their lockers, serving detention until tomorrow morning. The rest of the holes on the list are all present and accounted for. You turn your attention to the troublemakers.

"Rebecca, why are you out of uniform?" You ask the sour faced girl in the old dress code style. She sneers harder and crosses her arms.

"My daddy is a lawyer and if you try anything to me I will own this school."

You consider cock whipping her into submission, like usual, but you don't want to disrupt class just for one unruly bint, you're on a tight schedule. You send her to the Headmasters office to let him do it; he seems to be really enjoying the return to corporal punishment. You're pretty sure he will teach her some manners, then give her detention; after collecting a blowjob from her like a trading card on his quest to become the true Head Master. Rebecca shuffles out the door in a huff.

"Planning on joining us any time today, Michelle?" You sarcastically ask the girl in the back row staring out the window, idly making small circles over her clit with her middle finger, pointing it as though to flip you off. She's the only girl in class who has chosen to wear her top loose and unbuttoned and the edges barely cling to her nipples to keep from revealing all of her ample breasts. With Michelle's spikey pink hair and bad attitude, you can tell she's going to be a problem. "Sit up straight."

"Or what? You'll fuck me in the ass?" Michelle sneers, turning her middle finger up straight at you, sucking it into her mouth for a moment, then wiggling it up her own tight pink asshole. She looks back out the window without removing her finger.

You consider doing just that, especially since she's one of the best looking holes in class, but you can tell that's just what she wants. If this bitch wants detention she's going to have to earn it, you have an exam planned for today.

"Well, Michelle. Since you know everything already, maybe you would like to come up here and demonstrate proper fellatio technique."

"Tsk," she scoffs, swinging her leg off the desk and standing up like it's a major hassle. She slowly saunters up to the front of the classroom with a sneer on her face and kneels down beside Miss Simmons, who mournfully switches to lapping at your balls while Michelle takes her oral exam.

"You have 2 minutes. Begin!" You hit the button on a stopwatch and Michelle takes you into her mouth. She actually does a fairly decent job, lapping and sucking at the tip from all angles while bobbing her head and holding a strong rhythm, but unfortunately never takes you fully into her throat. You watch her slurp on your cock for the full 2 minutes, but you don't give her the satisfaction of making you cum.

"Time!" You shout, hitting the stop button once the two minutes have elapsed. You pull your cock out of her mouth and let Miss Simmons eagerly engulf you again. "Good technique but no deepthroat. Disqualified. You fail, Michelle." You write a big letter F on her cheek with a red marker and circle it. "Return to your seat."

"Tsk, I coulda deepthroated if I wanted to, I just didn't feel like it." Michelle says dismissively as she stands up and walks back to her desk like it's no big deal. She throws her leg back over the desk and looks out the window again while slowly masturbating and flipping you off.

"Who's next? Do we have any volunteers?" You ask, looking over the classroom. You spot a gorgeous blonde with pigtails that has such unbelievable proportions that you could swear she was a sex doll if she wasn't waving her hand in the air enthusiastically. She looks like she was made in a character creator by a horny teenager taking all the right sliders to the maximum or minimum for the most sex appeal. You check her name on the roster.

"Christina?" You say, pointing at her amongst several other volunteers. She beams at you excitedly, then slowly walks towards you with a sultry look, putting one foot in front of the other like a model walking the runway. You take in her insane waist to hip ratio in the tiny pleated skirt, wondering where she keeps her organs. She could give a Barbie doll self esteem issues. She reaches your chest then leans way closer into your face than you are prepared for. The smell of strawberries and pheromones envelops your nose.

"Hold this for me..." Christina commands you in a breathy whisper. She suddenly kisses you on the lips, open mouthed, sliding you a strawberry flavored piece of gum with her tongue, before quickly disappearing below your eyeline as she begins her test. You're so stunned that you almost forget to hit the stopwatch, but you don't really need to, as Chrissy has already taken you to the hilt the moment Miss Simmons releases you. She turns and rotates her head while milking you with her tight esophageal muscles for a full minute, but you are close to orgasm within seconds, as you enjoy chewing the sweet flavor remaining in her bubblegum and relishing in her perfume.

She pulls back as you begin to shoot your load, letting your spunk coat the inside of her mouth. She shows it off to you, proudly; swirling her tongue to taste it while waiting for you to spit her gum back inside. You drop a giant ball of saliva into her mouth along with her gum and she begins to chew your semen into it, to change the flavor as she drinks down the excess.

"A plus plus!" You say, writing 'A++' on her cheek as she blows a big pink and white bubble. She gets extra credit for the performance as well as practically tricking you into spitting in her mouth.

Maddison makes an audible whine of annoyance as Christina happily bounces her way back to her desk, still blowing bubbles and snapping her gum. Maddie didn't know you could get two pluses. She waves her hand frantically when you ask for volunteers again.

"You already got your grade from the Headmaster, Maddison. You don't need another one today."

"But I didn't get to blow you yet! You fucked my ass and pussy, remember? I still need to suck you off!" She begs, really wanting a chance at extra credit. She even handed you her panties back before class, perfectly cleaned and seemingly even dried somehow.

"You can take another oral exam after the rest of the class gets a chance, if there's still time." You say, rolling your eyes at the big breasted suck up. She pouts as you look to call on the next student.

"Sophia? Your turn."

A cute but slightly chubby Latina with a nervous look on her face begins walking up to take her test. You were briefly considering restricting her diet to only things covered in cum, to help her with the weight problem, but as she's standing up you can see the absolute dump truck of an ass poking out of the uniform skirt which can't even cover half of it. You start to wonder if you should let her take her oral exam rectally, but you don't want to give her an unfair advantage over the other holes in class.

Sophia hesitantly takes the head of your cock into her mouth once Miss Simmons reluctantly drops it. She gives a few weak bobs on the head, but she saw Michelle get disqualified for failing to deepthroat you, so she immediately begins trying to stuff your huge cock down her throat. Sophia spends the entire first minute unsuccessfully trying to get you through the tight entrance of her throat, so she gives Miss Simmons a pleading look, leading her former teacher to help by grabbing a handful of long brown hair on either side of the curvy Latina's head and pushing her forward to **** you further down. It takes nearly the full remaining minute to get you fully inside, hitting the time limit at the same time as her nose hits your pelvis, so you fire a token amount of cum into her belly for the barely passing score.

"Hmm, I expected better, Sophia. You need to apply yourself more, but I suppose you pass for today with a D. I expect better in the future." You write her grade on a tan chubby cheek after squeezing the last drop out of your urethra and depositing it on her pink tongue. She nods mournfully, swallowing as she stands and turns to return to her seat. "Hang on a sec, Sophia." You can't resist slapping her delicious giant ass, now that you can see it clearly, leaving a bright red hand print on each bronzed cheek and watching it bounce before letting her go. She's just happy to not have to spend the night in detention.

"Penny?" You say, looking up the name of a rail skinny ginger with the opposite weight problem on the second row. She hesitantly stands up for her test, looking visibly uncomfortable in her extremely revealing uniform as she approaches you, she has no tits and her skinny legs don't even touch as she walks, but her cute freckled face really makes you want to rub your dick on it.

Penny kneels in front of you, taking just the head of your cock into her adorable mouth as you start the timer, then appears to freeze like a deer in headlights. Fifteen seconds elapses with her looking terrified before Miss Simmons takes over, grabbing two handfuls of frizzy ginger hair and slamming her head into your pelvis. You enter the skinny teenager's tight throat fairly easily, and soon Miss Simmons is violently jerking you off with her head for the remaining test time. You decide to give her something more substantial to fill her stomach, to put some meat on her bones, so you spend more than a minute after the test concludes **** feeding a gallon of your thick protein into the bony girl's throat.

"Solid deepthroat, but a little rough and jerky. You're a good swallower, though. You get a B, Penny." You tell her, putting the letter on Penny's freckled cheek as she stands up, looking very ill. You see her belly visibly distended with your gigantic load as she stumbles back to her desk. You wonder if you can fatten her up with just your jizz, making a mental note to feed her a few gallons of cum every day for a few weeks to find out.

Next, you're feeling in the mood for some Asian, calling on a beautiful porcelain doll named Yuki to be your take out. Her curves aren't much to speak of, but she moves with the grace of a swan as she begins to approach you for the test. The cute pink slit showing just slightly beneath the hem of her short skirt seems like it should be blurred out, since she looks like the actress from every JAV film you've ever seen in the revealing uniform.

Once her timer starts, Yuki begins to give you a rather nice blowjob, at least if she wasn't making all the traditional Asian porn noises of hating everything that's happening to her while she reluctantly slobbers on you. Miss Simmons takes over fairly quickly, once it becomes clear Yuki isn't attempting to take you very deep. Your strict assistant is becoming quite adept at forcing her former students to get your massive cock into their tight throats, so soon she is dribbling Yuki's head off your pelvis like a basketball, to give the whiny bitch something to really complain about. You enjoy the delicious feeling of her warm esophagus squirming and **** around you for the short test period. Miss Simmons is using her so roughly that by the time you're unloading into her gullet you can only see the whites of her **** eyes, but that's not exactly disqualifying.

You almost rate that performance at least a C+, maybe even a B, but the dumb cunt ejects most of your cum out of her throat as Miss Simmons lets her drop to the floor, and the porcelain doll's face slams down directly into the puddle with a wet smack. You ooze the rest of your load on to her well ornamented black hair, cleaning yourself off in her intricately braided ponytail as you write her D on the cheek. You hope her parents don't find out.

Handing your cock back to your eager assistant to slurp on, you glance around the room, counting how many girls are left. There's 15 girls left and only 15 minutes left in the day. Doesn't add up.

Looks like its time for a lightning round.