Submission

The whispers grew louder, turning into a heated argument as the girls began to fight over who would go next. "I've been waiting all week," Tiffany protested, her hand still buried in her pants. "Let me go!" Samantha tried to push her way forward, her eyes gleaming with desire. "You'll all get your turn," I said, my voice firm despite the tremble in my throat. "But some of you are... not as clean as Rachel."

The room fell silent, and the giantesses looked at each other awkwardly. Rachel's face fell slightly, and she looked down at herself, her clean-shaven pussy glistening in the light. The others shifted uncomfortably, their hands moving to their own crotches. I knew I had to tread carefully; their pride was on the line. "I'm not saying it's a bad thing," I added quickly, "but I need to be able to breathe."

The tension in the room grew palpable as the girls realized I wasn't going to service them all without some level of discrimination. Rachel looked at me with a mix of understanding and disappointment, her hand sliding away from my face. "You're right," she said, her voice firm. "We should make sure we're all presentable for our... demonstration."

I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself as Rachel took charge. "Girls," she said, her voice echoing through the room, "Let's take a moment to clean ourselves up." The giantesses nodded, some looking slightly embarrassed, others defiant. Rachel turned to me with a knowing smile. "You're right, Mr. Daniels. We should all be at our best for this demonstration."

“Wait! That’s not what I meant!” I blurted out, the room falling silent as all eyes turned to me. Rachel's hand stilled on my cheek, and she raised an eyebrow in question. "I didn't say I wouldn't service you all," I clarified, my voice shaky with nerves. "I just need to be selective for now."

The giantesses looked at me with a mix of confusion and anticipation. "What do you mean?" Brianna asked, her hand still moving in her shorts. I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "I'm not refusing any of you," I said, my eyes scanning the room. "But I'm not a pig. I just don't feel like eating a whole meal right now."

The tension in the room dissipated slightly, and Rachel chuckled. "I understand," she said, her grip on my hair loosening. "We can't all go at once, can we?" The other girls nodded, their faces flushing slightly. "Let's take this one at a time," Rachel suggested, her eyes scanning the room. "Who's next?"

The silence was deafening as the giantesses looked at each other, each one eager to be the next to claim me. Rachel stepped back, her hand moving to her own crotch to clean herself up. She was still flushed with pleasure, her eyes glazed over from her recent orgasm. "I'll go," said a deep voice from the back of the room.

I turned to see a larger girl, her pussy already glistening with arousal. Her pubic hair was thick and unkempt, and the scent of her was pungent. She stepped forward, her hips swaying with each step. "I want you to lick me clean," she said, her voice a challenge. Rachel nodded, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Show us how it's done, Mr. Daniels."

I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what was to come. "What's your name?" I asked the larger girl, trying to keep my voice steady. "Jessica," she replied, her voice gruff. "And I want to see you do it with enthusiasm."

I nodded, moving closer to Jessica. Her scent was strong, a mix of sweat and musk that was both intimidating and arousing. "Open up," I said, my voice firm despite the nerves that fluttered in my stomach. Jessica spread her legs, revealing the thick folds of her pussy. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to taste her.

The smegma was strong, coating my tongue with a bitter taste that I wasn't expecting. Jessica watched me with a mix of excitement and challenge. "Keep going," she said, her voice deep and demanding. I did as she asked, my tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes, cleaning her pussy of the excess buildup.

“Show me before you swallow it please” Jessica’s voice was firm and filled with a demand that was hard to resist. Rachel’s smile grew wider, as she watched with keen interest. I knew this was a test of my submission and willingness to serve.

Jessica's pussy was a labyrinth of flesh and hair, the smegma thick and sticky. I worked meticulously, my tongue sliding over her folds, tracing the contours of her clit. She groaned in approval, her legs quivering slightly as I licked and probed. The taste was overwhelming, but I focused on the task at hand, eager to satisfy the giantess before me.

The class watched in rapt silence, some with admiration, others with barely concealed envy. They all knew that Jessica's request was a test of my resolve, a challenge to see if I could handle the raw, unfiltered reality of their desires. Rachel's earlier comments about cleanliness echoed in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at the thought of pleasing her with my dedication to Jessica's cleanliness.

As I continued my ministrations, Jessica's hips began to buck, her breathing growing ragged. I could feel the beginnings of her climax, her body tense and ready to explode. Rachel leaned in closer, her hand resting on Jessica's thigh. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice low and encouraging. The sound of her voice sent a thrill through me, and I redoubled my efforts, my tongue moving faster, my strokes more insistent.

I stop licking and look up, opening my mouth to show Jessica the evidence of my work. Her eyes widen in surprise at the mouthful of smegma I've collected, and Rachel nods in approval. "Good," she says, her voice a gentle rumble. "Now, swallow it." I hesitate for a moment, the taste of Jessica's essence coating my mouth, but Rachel's firm nod is all the encouragement I need.

With a gulp, I swallow the mouthful, feeling the thick, bitter liquid slide down my throat. Jessica watches me, her eyes narrowing with lust. "Again," she commands, and I dive back in, eager to please. This time, I'm more thorough, my tongue delving deeper, cleaning her completely. When I pull back, her pussy is gleaming, free of any residue.

"Now," Jessica says, her voice a purr, "make me cum” “how do you want me to do it” I ask.

Jessica leans back against the desk, her legs spread wide, and her massive pussy quivering with anticipation. "I usually fill up a few mouthfuls," she admits, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "I want you to keep your mouth sealed against me, and swallow everything I give you." Rachel nods in approval, her own hand still in her shorts, stroking herself gently as she watches the scene unfold.

"Understood," I murmur, kneeling before Jessica. The other giantesses lean in closer, their eyes glued to the show. Rachel gives me an encouraging smile, and I press my mouth to Jessica's pussy, her heat and scent overwhelming. I can feel her muscles tense as I begin to lick and suck, her thick, swollen clit a beacon of pleasure. Her taste is strong, but I focus on the task, eager to prove myself.

The room is a symphony of wet sounds and heavy breathing as Jessica's orgasm builds. Her hands come to rest on the back of my head, urging me closer, her hips thrusting upward to meet my mouth. "I'm close," she gasps, her voice strained. "Oh god, I'm going to fill you up.” “Do you know how much I usually cum?” She asks sheepishly, looking down at me with a mix of excitement and shyness.

I nod, my mouth still sealed against her, my tongue working tirelessly. Rachel watches with a mix of fascination and pride, her own hand moving faster in her shorts. "The last time I measured in litres, I clocked in at about 3 litres," Jessica says, her voice filled with a hint of embarrassment. The room goes quiet, the only sound the steady rhythm of my tongue against her flesh.

My eyes widen in shock, but I don't pull away. Instead, I redouble my efforts, eager to prove that I can handle whatever Jessica throws at me. Rachel's hand moves faster, her eyes locked on the sight of my mouth working away at Jessica's pussy. "Impressive," she murmurs, her voice filled with a mix of awe and lust. "Very impressive."

Jessica's body tenses, and I can feel the beginnings of her climax. "Here it comes," she warns, her voice tight with pleasure. I brace myself, my mouth open and ready to accept whatever she gives me. The first spurt is like a dam breaking, the **** of it pushing my head back slightly. Rachel giggles, her eyes glued to the scene.

The giantess's cum fills my mouth, thick and hot. I swallow reflexively, the sound of it echoing in the quiet room. Jessica's eyes widen as she watches me, her orgasm growing more intense. "Keep going," she gasps, her hand pushing my head back down. "Don't spill it." Rachel nods in approval, her own climax approaching as she watches the scene unfold.

I feel the second spurt hit the back of my throat, and I swallow again, the cum sliding down like molten lava. "Good boy," Rachel murmurs, her voice a gentle rumble of approval. "Take it all." The other giantesses watch with bated breath, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Jessica's hips buck wildly, and I struggle to keep up with the deluge. Her cum is like a river, flooding my mouth and coating my throat. "Swallow," she pants, her voice ****. "Keep swallowing." I nod, my eyes watering as I work to keep her pleasure flowing.

The third spurt is the largest, and for a moment, I fear I won't be able to keep up. But Rachel's hand on the back of my head is a reminder of my duty, and I manage to take it all, swallowing convulsively as Jessica's climax peaks. "Oh, yes," she moans, her hand finally releasing my head. "Yes, yes, yes."

“I want to hear you swallow it as it comes," Jessica says, her voice thick with need. I nod, not trusting my mouth to form coherent words with her cum still filling it. Rachel's eyes are on me, watching with a mix of admiration and lust as I try to keep up with Jessica's orgasm.

The fourth spurt of cum hits the back of my throat, and I feel it start to overflow. I swallow as best as I can, but it's like trying to hold back a waterfall with my mouth. Rachel's hand moves from my hair to my cheek, wiping away the cum that's started to dribble out. Jessica gets angry “don’t spill it, keep swallowing!” she says with a snarl. Rachel nods, and I feel her hand move to the base of my skull, her grip firm.

With Rachel's encouragement, I swallow with everything I've got, but it's a futile effort. Jessica's cum is like a never-ending stream, and it starts to spill out of my nose and down my chin. The giantesses watch in a mix of horror and fascination as I struggle to keep up.

Suddenly, Jessica's grip on my nose tightens, and she squeezes my nostrils shut. "Swallow faster!" she roars, her face a mask of frustration. I try to comply, but the pressure in my mouth is too great. Rachel's hand moves to my throat, her thumb pressing gently, reminding me of her earlier command.

The room seems to close in around me as Jessica's orgasm stretches on, her body convulsing with each spurt of cum. I feel like I'm drowning, the thick liquid filling my throat, my cheeks bulging like a chipmunk's with nuts. Her taunts become more vicious, her words a constant stream of "You love this," and "You're such a good little cumslut."

Two minutes feel like an eternity as I fight to keep Jessica's cum in my mouth, her torrent showing no signs of abating. “Swallow mommy’s milk," she commands, her voice dripping with a newfound maternal dominance. Rachel's hand moves to my throat, her grip gentle but firm, reminding me to swallow with each pulse of Jessica's orgasm.

Jessica's words become a chant, "Swallow it all, baby boy," as she watches me with a mix of triumph and desire. "You're doing so good," she croons, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. Rachel nods in approval, her own arousal evident in the way she strokes herself. "Take it all for mommy," Jessica whispers, her voice a siren's call that I can't resist.

The fifth spurt fills my mouth again, and Rachel's thumb presses harder, urging me to swallow. "You're such a good boy," Jessica says, her voice soothing despite the aggressive nature of her words. "Mommy's so proud of you." The room seems to spin as I **** the cum down my throat, gagging slightly as it goes down. Rachel's grip on my throat eases, and she gives me a nod of encouragement.

Finally, Jessica's orgasm subsides, her hips stilling. She looks down at me with a satisfied smile, her pussy glistening with the last drops of her cum. "Good boy," she says, her voice tender. Rachel leans over, her hand moving from my throat to my cheek, wiping away the mess with a gentle touch. "You did it," she murmurs, her voice filled with awe.

The class erupts into applause, the sound echoing through the room. Rachel helps me to my feet, her hand lingering on my arm. "You're doing so well," she says, her voice a gentle purr. The giantesses are flushed, their desire palpable as they watch me, their own climaxes hovering just out of reach.

"But we're not done yet," Rachel reminds them, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Who's next?" The room goes silent again, the tension thick as each giantess contemplates their turn. Rachel's hand slides down to my crotch, her grip firm. "You're going to keep going," she says, her voice a low growl. "Until every one of us is satisfied."

I nod, my throat sore but my resolve unbroken. "Yes, Rachel," I murmur, my voice a hoarse whisper. Rachel smiles, her hand moving to her own crotch again. "Then let's continue," she says, her voice a promise of more to come. The giantesses lean in, eager to hear the next command, their eyes hungry for the next round of the demonstration.

The room is a sea of massive, aroused female forms, each one eager to take part in the power play. Rachel's hand squeezes my crotch gently, a reminder of who's in charge. "Choose," she says, her voice a gentle command. "Who gets to go next?"

I take a deep breath, scanning the room. My eyes settle on a petite brunette, her pussy already gleaming with anticipation. "Her," I say, pointing. Rachel nods, her smile predatory. "Very well," she says, her hand moving away from my crotch. "Amanda, come forward."

Amanda practically skips to the front of the room, her excitement palpable. Rachel gives her a nod, and she steps closer, her hand sliding into her shorts. "You're going to make me cum so hard," she says, her voice breathless. Rachel's eyes gleam with excitement as she watches the next act of our bizarre play unfold.

Amanda's hand moves with a practiced ease, her small stature belying the power she holds in the classroom. "Open wide," she says, her voice a sultry purr. I obey, my mouth already watering in anticipation of the challenge to come. Rachel's eyes never leave mine as I lean in, ready to taste another giantess's desire.

She stands back, jerking her clit with more vigor, her hand a blur of motion. Her breath hitches, and I know she's close. "Here it comes," she whispers, her voice filled with sweet anticipation. I brace myself, my heart racing. Rachel's eyes are on me, watching every reaction, every muscle in my face.

The first spurt of Amanda's cum hits me like a surprise summer shower, warm and wet, splattering across my cheeks. I close my eyes, feeling the droplets land on my nose and chin. The second spurt is more precise, aiming directly for my mouth. Rachel laughs, a low, throaty sound that sends a shiver down my spine. "Look up," she commands, and I do, my eyes watering from the **** of the cum.

Amanda's face is a picture of pure ecstasy as she continues to cum, her hand moving faster, her cries growing louder. The other giantesses watch with envy, their own hands moving in their shorts as they imagine themselves in my place. Rachel's grip on my hair tightens, pulling my face closer to the source of the deluge. "Swallow," she whispers, and I do, the taste of Amanda's cum mixing with the metallic tang still lingering from Jessica.

The facial continues, a never-ending barrage of thick, white liquid that seems to cover every inch of my face. Rachel's eyes are dark with lust as she watches me struggle to keep up, her hand moving in time with Amanda's. "Keep going," Rachel urges, her voice a gentle rumble. "You can do it."

Amanda's orgasm is like a storm, unrelenting in its intensity. Rachel's hand moves to my chin, tilting my head back to give her a better view. "Open your mouth," she says, her voice firm. I do, and the next spurt hits my tongue, the taste of the brunette's cum filling my mouth. Rachel's eyes never leave mine, her own hand moving faster as she watches the scene play out before her.

Finally, Amanda's climax subsides, and she pulls her hand away, panting. Rachel releases my chin, and I'm left with a face covered in cum. The class is silent, their eyes wide with amazement. Rachel steps forward, her smile wicked. "Good boy," she says, her voice filled with satisfaction. "Now, who's next?"

The giantesses look at each other, their desires clear in their eyes. Rachel turns to the class, her hand still on my cheek. "Remember," she says, her voice a purr, "We're not done yet. Whoever's next, make it count." The room buzzes with excitement, and Rachel turns to me. "Swallow it all," she commands, and I do, the cum sliding down my throat with surprising ease.