Her precious little hands cling to my wrist, pleading for more. My cock throbs, filling her with the golden fluid that would wash a competitor’s sperm out of her if she were another Coleopteroid. Its chemical composition was even more compatible with her human appetite than I’d expected.
Watching her suck down my pre-cum so eagerly… fuck, no wonder I lost it.
And her stamina is incredible. No matter how much pleasure she takes, she’s ready for more, and her exultant moans sing out with every thrust.
Coleopteroids mate for a long time, giving our pre-cum time to ensure our seed is the winner. And she can clearly handle it, a thought that sends another surge of fluid through my cock, pouring through her and onto the floor.
She might be able to handle ittoowell. A pregnancy at this point would significantly complicate her trial period, and I can’t do that to her.
Losing control like this is shameful enough.
Fortunately, she won’t quite outlast me. Her cunt flutters and tightens around my length as her breathing quickens, moans tightening and rising in pitch.
I keep up the hard, rough thrusting that she takes so well, stroking her cheek and throat as I hold her head steady against the underside of my hips.
Her breasts hang and sway with every thrust, quickly growing again now that she gulped down so much of my pre-cum.
Celeste’s cunt gives a final tight squeeze as a wail begins in her lungs.
I press the edge of my palm into her mouth, muffling her scream to keep from startling the caimites as her eyes roll back. She bites hard, and I love the pain.
Every squeeze of her cunt milks more fluid from me. I grit my teeth, breath shuddering in my lungs. I’m on the verge of a true orgasm, but safely just shy of the edge.
Her scream melts into a series of groans, and I gradually slow my thrusts in time with her relaxing body.
My abdomen twists and spasms, craving a second release. But not like this.
I slide my length out of her, stunned by how much she can take, aching at the loss of her heat.
She whimpers unhappily, but she’ll soon get the treat she’s earned.
I try to be gentle, but my limbs shake with urgency as I turn Celeste over again and nestle her into the basket. She’s dazed enough with her climax to stay put this time.
I slide my cock up between her tits and offer her the tip, shaking with the effort of holding still.
Celeste—gorgeous, resilient Celeste—stirs from her daze and eagerly closes her mouth around my tip.
I lean down over her, pressing my forehead against hers as I sink my hands into her plush breasts, holding them around my cock while I thrust.
She moans, and the vibrations course through my tip, making me shudder. A gush of golden fluid fills her mouth faster than she can swallow, and the rest drips down her neck and breasts.
The sight brings me to the edge again.
“Oh, Celeste, you’re such a good girl… Too good…”
Her translator is still off, but she hears the praise in my tone and her moan deepens, making me shake harder.
I replace my hand at her breast with a leg, then cup her face in my palm, rubbing my thumb along her cheek.
Those bright grey eyes flutter up and meet mine, her pupils blown to dark pools.
“I have a treat for you, sweet girl.”
Her lids flutter happily and she chokes more of my length into her throat.
My breath turns into a deep groan as my abdomen spasms, hard and final.
The vein through my transparent cock swells, contents turning white and gushing hot and thick into Celeste’s mouth.
