Think about something else

Don't cum.

Dont cum.

Dontcum.

Dontcumdontcumdontcumdontcumdontcum!

Xander repeated that mantra while he gritted his teeth and tried to keep his mind off of the wonderful mouth sucking on the head of his dick.

"He's gonna blow soon."

"Totally."

"That Nymbo is really working him hard."

He tried to block out the peanut gallery of ladies around him offering their two cents but their voices filtered thru all the same. That added a weird voyeuristic/exhibitionism flare that made it worse and yet better.

Debbi took the hand stroking his shaft and slipped it down to join the hand at the base of his cock, then slipped past the hand regularly squeezing his base, and gently began fondling his giant balls. And with no hand blocking her way, Debbi lurched her head forward working less than half of his shaft into her motuh. With a grunt she was gagging herself on his monstrous dick as she tried to deep throat him. The suddenly silent Expresso Pump was filled with the sound of increasingly voilent sounding, "uck... ugck... uglck... ughlck... urghlck...." as Debbi tried in vain to get all of his cock down her throat.

Xander could feel the urge to explode in a huge orgasm building in him. The sensation of his cock ramming into the back of Debbi's mouth and just barely entering her throat was weird. And wonderful. And amazing... and... fuck he was going to cum. Her fingers stroking his balls was just the cherry on top of the erotic sensation sundae.

Only one thing could make it better.

Xander grabbed the Rulebook in one hand and his pencil in the other. He barely heard the ladies watching murmur questions at his actions.

Old Rule: despite the size of his cock the Layer is able to fit his full cock into any orifice a woman has.

Xander's cock suddenly slid all the way down Debbi's throat. It caused a surprised noise that was muffled by his cock from Debbi and a groan from down deep in himself. The ladies watching got a bit louder in their muttering.

"She went all the way."

"No way."

"He has to be balls deep."

"Fucking Nymbos."

"Gonna be gargling spunk soon."

"He better reciprocate."

"Its only fair. She deep throats. He better drop and tongue her twat."

Could he do that? Xander didnt look away from his Rulebook but he could feel the eyes of the women here on him. Could he preform oral sex, for the first time, in front of an audience?

It was only fair that should he cum he make his partner cum. But what if he couldn't? What if he sucked... bad phrasing... what if he stunk at oral? There had to... he should... do something to fix that. What would make deep throating his monster cock worthhile?

Old Rule: As in the movie Deep Throat women have a nerve cluster at the back of their throat that is more than twice as sensitive as the clitoris. Only a penis of a certain size can touch and arouse this throat nerve cluster and trigger the most powerful orgasm a woman could have.

There that should do-

Debbi let out a noise like a Horse's whinny and began to tremble voilently while she pressed her face into his crotch. Her hands shook so bad she lost her hold on his cock and balls. It seemed that the only thing keeping her from falling to the ground was his dick lodged all the way down in her thoat.

"Did she just cum?"

"Bitch just came."

"Fuuuuck me. He must be huge to have hit IT."

"Oh fuck." Xander felt his need to cum surge. Debbi's withing body was just enough to tip him over the edge. Xander could feel it boil up out of his balls. He had seconds to do one last nice thing for Debbi.

Old Rule: Layer semen tastes great.

Xander dropped his pencil and put his now free hand on the back of Debbi's head as he bucked his hips and exploded in her throat. Closing his eyes in joy he hissed, "Fuuuuuuuck."