"... a blow job."

“The first procedure we were hoping to step through is what you call a ‘blow job,’ “ Alpha says.

You look at the three of them, with their perfect green breasts, and their soft green lips, and you suddenly have a new respect for science. “I would be honored to assist you,” you tell them.

Alpha nods, and gestures to the stuffed armchair in the corner. “Please, sit.”

They follow you to the chair, and when you sit down, they kneel in front of you, close to your knees. Alpha has taken the center position (you think), and asks, “Beta, would you like to start?”

Beta, who is on your left, nods. Since the three of them wear their hair very short, Beta doesn’t need to pull her hair back from her face; she merely rises up on her knees, puts her hands on your thighs, leans over your lap, drops her head, and closes her mouth on your cock.

You draw a quick breath, and all of the muscles in your body give a twitch of pleasure. Your cock is about halfway into her mouth; her mouth is warm and soft and wet, and you can feel the contours of her lips and tongue holding you fast.

“You may ejaculate now,” Alpha tells you.

You glance down at Beta. She does make a pretty picture, with her head in your lap and her lips around your cock, but she’s not moving. She’s simply holding your cock in her mouth as if she were using it to take her temperature. Her mouth does feels incredible around you, but you don’t feel any signs of an imminent orgasm.

“I’m … not quite ready yet,” you say, your voice hoarse with arousal.

Alpha glances down at your cock in Beta’s mouth, and then back up at you. “Do you have any suggestions?”