Dared, slipping her little hand lower, knowing nervous anticipation, a touch of fear she might disappoint. He knew sexual secrets she could not even guess at. Had just tricked her body into accepting his entire fist.
How hard could it be to pump her hand up and down his shaft?
Men enjoyed this. Jacques had made her do it so many times.
Female fingers wrapping around the base of the Beta’s ringed shaft. Veins pulsed beneath her touch when she gave him a firm upward stroke, his foreskin scrunching up his swollen glans.
Cock jumping in her fist when she moved her hand back down.
His serene expression shattered, his lips parting on a throaty groan.
“Gods, Brenya, don’t stop,” he urged, voice uneven, staring at her little hand on his leaking, throbbing dick with unadulterated obsession.
Pace more confident, her heartbeat gained speed, his excitement feeding her desire to show him she too could please him. Brenya listened intently for every hitch in his breath, indulging in the thrill of making the Beta feel good. Of leveraging her body to push him back upon the pillowed nest so she might kneel over him, both hands free to play.
Fearlessly exploring the shape of him. Jules’s every groan enticed her to grow bolder, Brenya toying with the ridges that ringed his cock, gently cupping his testicles, rolling them about gently in her palm.
A bubble of sticky precum formed on the tip, fat, gelatinous ropes that clung like glue, beading on his skin before dripping down the side of his cockhead. Brenya gathered slick from between her legs to smear over his meat. Firm pressure down his length left him panting. Using her thumb to toy with the flesh on the underside of his crown, he dribbled sticky seed like a faucet. Two hands twisting about him, and he lost another measure of his godlike control.
“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this.” He stared transfixed at her fingers wringing his slick-shined dick. “You touching me, your soft hands….”
“Is it good?”
Jules’s moans grew louder, the intensity of his eyes undeniable as he reveled in the pleasure she provided. “Can you feel how hard you’ve made me, Brenya?”
“Yes.” She was shameless, unable to think beyond the pulsation of the veins under her grip and the constant dribbles of Beta semen.
“I’m going to come if you don’t stop,” Jules warned in a voice thick with desire, his hips twitching as he bucked up into her firm grip.
The desire to see it, to watch semen burst from the swollen fat head of his cock, left her salivating. “I want you to. I want to watch.”
That did him in.
An incoherent moan escaped Jules’s lips just as the first glob hit her tits. Then another and another, splattering her belly and breasts in viscous white ropes while he groaned and shunted into her fists.
It was extraordinary to behold, the fluid itself nowhere near as copious or runny as Alpha cum. But firm, sticky to the touch, as if designed to cling where it fell. She milked him for all he had, painting his cock with those slimy globs until he could take no more.
And then she stared at what she’d done.
Guiding Brenya’s hand off his softening cock, Jules kissed her hard. Breathless and satisfied, as he breathed over her lips. “That was perfect. You’re perfect.”
A strange sensation flickered inside her as she soaked up his praise. It was the first time she’d been truly praised for a sexual act, Jacques having so rarely been pleased with her performance.
It warmed her, made her shy. Made her blush. Two sensations she didn’t fully understand.
“And cute. You’re very cute, Brenya,” said as he pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose and pulled her close for a cuddle.
Unable to bear further eye contact, she pressed her cheek against his chest, while her fingers toyed with a glob of his cum. Stretched the spermy rope, found it would not snap.
Why?
Why was this thick semen different than watery Alpha semen?
Rubbing it between her forefinger and thumb, analyzing, she compressed and bounced it over and over.
With a perverse smirk, Jules enjoyed watching herplay.
And then he explained what every Thólosian would have been taught in sex ed. “Beta ejaculate is highly concentrated, designed to thickly coat the cervix and vaginal walls of a female. To create a barrier. That is why it looks and feels different and is lower inquantity than an Alpha’s.”
