2 comments/ 48274 views/ 3 favorites The Turquoise Woman By: Bones Malone I was home alone, watching TV, when I suddenly heard a crash outside. I quickly went out the back door to see what I could see. About three hundred yards away, in an empty field, I could see that a large aircraft had just crash-landed. Overcome by curiosity, I ran over to the site. The ship was like none I had ever seen before. It was clear that this spaceship was not of this world. All of a sudden, there was a flash of light, and a doorway appeared in the side of the broken-down craft. Once the bright light faded away, I could see a figure stepping out of the ship through the doorway. It stood in front of the ship and looked around, surveying the land. I could not believe my eyes. The being appeared to be a very attractive woman, except her skin was a bright turquoise blue. She had dark blue hair and eyes. It was very strange. It was as if someone had taken a gorgeous, voluptuous Earth woman, and painted her blue! I could feel my cock growing larger in my pants at the sight of this turquoise beauty. I approached the beautiful creature and said, "Hello, my name is Luke. Can you understand what I'm saying?" The woman said, "Yes. You can call me Azura. I have studied and mastered your language. I have come from far away to ask for your help." "What is it that you need?" I asked, not knowing what else to say. She replied, "My people are starving. There are millions of other beings on our planet just like me. We have almost no more food. There used to be plenty of food for everyone, but then our population rose too high." "I see," I said, "so what do you eat?" "We consume only one thing," she continued, "the fluid that comes from under our planet's surface. We have many wells all over our land to collect this fluid for consumption, but the wells have nearly gone dry." Azura waved her hand in the air and brought forth a blue piece of paper with writing on it. She held it out to me saying, "This is what we require." I took the piece of paper and read what it said. It appeared to be a list of ingredients. The various substances sounded vaguely familiar. "Follow me," I told her. I started heading back to the house, and Azura followed close behind. With each step, her large breasts jiggled, making my cock extremely stiff. When we arrived inside, I asked her to wait there while I try to figure out what the substances on the list combine to form. I went to my computer and typed in the ingredients on the list, in order to discover what the fluid is that the woman was talking about. After a few minutes of searching, I found the answer I was looking for. I was so surprised by the result that I almost laughed out loud. The "fluid" that these women need to survive is semen! I could hardly control myself. I realized that this encounter was going to get very interesting indeed. I went back to where Azura was waiting to tell her the good news. "I have figured out what the fluid is." Azura's face lit up, "That's wonderful! Can you produce some for me now? I'm so very hungry." Hearing this turned me on even more. "Yes I can," I said, "but I'm going to need your help." She smiled. "Yes, of course. I'll do anything you say." At this, I took off my pants and underwear so that I was naked from the waist down. Azura stared curiously at my erect penis and said "Oh it's so beautiful! What is it?" I could tell that I had a lot of explaining to do. I began, "Well, it's called a penis. When a human male gets aroused, his penis will stand erect like this. If it is then stimulated properly, a liquid we call semen shoots out of it. That liquid is the liquid your planet needs so desperately." "Amazing!" was all Azura could say, as she continued staring at my big ten-inch cock. "So how do you get the semen to come out?" she asked. I smiled and said, "You'll see. But first, could you take off your suit for me?" Without a word, Azura did just that. In the blink of an eye, her suit was lying on the floor, and she stood naked in front of me. I let out a long sigh. Azura had wonderfully large breasts with dark blue nipples. I reached out with my left hand and cupped one her turquoise tits, while gently jerking my cock with my right hand. Azura looked puzzled. I said, "Doing this will help make my semen come." She smiled and nodded. I continued playing with her breast while jacking off until Azura said, "Let me do that for you, then you can touch more of my body." I thought this was a very good idea. I let go of my cock and used my free hand to play with her other breast. Azura immediately grabbed my dick with her blue hand and started giving me a nice handjob. She was obviously a fast learner. She was jacking me off harder and faster than before, while I fondled her big blue breasts. In no time I was ready to come and said, "Azura, the semen is about to come. Get ready!" She quickly opened her mouth and positioned it right in front of my cockhead. A few seconds later, my penis erupted, shooting out spurts of semen, Azura's nectar of life. She hungrily drank from my cock, as if she couldn't live without my cum (and she can't). She sucked on my head to get every last drop of fluid. When she was done swallowing all my juice, she said, "Oh, yes! That was it! It tastes even better than the fluid we get at home. Thank you so much!" "Believe me," I said, "it was my pleasure!" After getting dressed, we went back out to where Azura's ship had crashed. Luckily, the spaceship wasn't very damaged, so Azura would be able to fly back home to tell her people the good news. And it was good news indeed. Azura set off for her home planet and returned to Earth the next day, with about a thousand other turquoise women, all just as beautiful and voluptuous as herself. Needless to say, it was very easy to find enough men to ejaculate into the women's mouths. Over the next few years, millions of lonely men happily traveled to the turquoise planet, in order to supply the whole population with the "food" it required. The planet solved its hunger problem, and millions of men were sexually satisfied. Azura didn't forget me though. (After all, I figure I'm sort of a hero on her planet). She visited me for a "meal" several times a month, keeping me happy for many years to come. The Turquoise Woman Ch. 02 After only a few months into the Turquoise Planet Migrations, nearly every household had a human man to provide food for the turquoise women. There were only two of the beautiful turquoise creatures in each house, a mother and a daughter, so it wasn't difficult for them to live off one human male. Each woman only needed one meal a day and each meal basically amounted to one ejaculation. Normally, the mother would feed in the morning, (by drinking the ejaculate directly from the penis after giving the human a blowjob or a handjob), and the daughter would feed at night. The mother would jack the man off and collect his semen in a small cup for the daughter to consume through a straw. Once the daughter is old enough to have a daughter of her own (by asexual reproduction), she may drink from the human directly, but until that time, she doesn't ever see the human. This was just the way the system was set up. One day, Belinda was slurping her nightly semen out of her cup when she asked her mother where the juice came from. Her mother smiled and said, "You'll find out when you're older, dear." But Belinda didn't want to wait; she wanted to know right then. She had heard things from some of the other turquoise girls at school, but none of them were exactly sure where the juice came from either. One girl said, "I've heard that it comes from an alien that lives in the basement in each of our houses. You have to pull on one of its legs and then the juice comes out." Another girl responded, "I've heard funny noises when my mom goes downstairs to juice the human. And when she comes back up, she's always so excited and cheerful. I can't wait to be old enough to go see for myself what it's like!" Belinda came up with a plan that would allow her to go see the alien in the basement. The next night when her mother was eagerly ready to go downstairs to "milk" the human for her daughter, Belinda told her that she didn't need to because one of her mother's friends had already been there and had juiced the man for Belinda. Her mother seemed rather disappointed upon hearing this but she accepted it. "Good," Belinda thought, "Now she thinks I already ate." Late that night after Belinda's mother was fast asleep, Belinda climbed out of bed and stood before the entrance to the basement. Her hearts were beating with anticipation. She pulled open the door and went down the stairs. The basement was dimly lit. The human lay asleep on a bed on his back. He wore no clothes. Belinda was somewhat surprised at the odd-colored skin the human had, but she was most interested in his third leg, the one between the two larger ones. It hung limply over a small sack that was also part of the man. Belinda couldn't explain why but this soft third leg of the human fascinated her. She quietly crept up to the side of the bed and brought her eyes as close as possible so she could get a good look at it. The end had a beautiful smooth head that looked very inviting. Belinda was having a very hard time resisting the urge to reach out and squeeze it with all her might. She took a big sniff right near the human's third leg. It smelled delicious. It was all so much better than she had imagined. Without actually realizing it, Belinda reached out her blue hand and wrapped it around the leg. It was so soft and warm. She squeezed it and the human awoke. Belinda jumped back, amazed at what she had just done. The human male sat up and stared at Belinda, admiring her beauty. Belinda was nearly naked herself; she wore only a bra. Since the turquoise women feel that the bra is the only item of clothing that is somewhat necessary, they don't bother to wear anything else. "Well hello there," he said. Belinda stammered, "I touched your… your…" "My penis?" the man finished for her. Belinda stared at him, "Yes," she said finally. He smiled. Belinda thought he looked quite handsome as well. "Do you like it?" he asked her. She stared at his penis again. She noticed it was growing longer and thicker than it was before. She pointed, "What's your penis doing now?" He looked down at it, "Oh, it's becoming erect." Belinda watched in awe, as the penis grew three times as big as it was earlier. The man smiled because he saw that Belinda was nervously making fists with her hands as she stood hypnotized by his cock. "Would you like to touch it some more?" he asked her, as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed. Without hesitation, and without taking her eyes off his penis, she said yes. She knelt down in front of him and fondled him with each hand in turn. "Oh, that feels good," he said. "Where is your juice?" she asked, "I'm hungry." The man laughed, "Well honey I'm doing the best I can! Try putting your mouth over the end of my penis. That's it. Now suck it into your mouth and pull it out again. Keep doing that. That's really good." The man leaned back on his arms and enjoyed watching the young turquoise woman give him head. Belinda was enjoying herself as well. The cock felt both soft and hard in her mouth and warm all over. "Here comes the juice," the man breathed. Belinda didn't really know what she was doing; she was running on pure instinct. She moved her turquoise hand up and down the shaft while squeezing it. This seemed to have the desired effect because soon, the man juice that Belinda was hungry for squirted out of the penis and onto her waiting tongue. She swallowed his cum, licked it up, and slurped every last bit. Belinda sucked the human dry without missing a drop. "Mmm, that was so good," Belinda said. When the man caught his breath some, he replied, "Hah, you're telling me!" Belinda got up off her knees and went to the stairs. "I'll be back tomorrow," Belinda giggled. "I'll be right here," the man said with a smile. "Hey, what's your name?" he asked. "Oh, I'm Belinda," she replied. "Well thank you, Belinda." "No, thank you," she said, giggling again. She ran up the stairs and was gone. The man got comfortable in his bed and as his cock shrank back down again, he thought to himself, "Man I love my job!" The Turquoise Woman Ch. 03 Belinda climbed into bed, full from consuming the fresh man-juice. But something was wrong. She couldn’t stop thinking about the human’s penis. She desperately wanted to play with it some more, to squeeze it, to pull on it, to put it in her mouth, and she couldn’t understand why. The next day in school, she had trouble paying attention in class. All she could do was daydream about the man’s fascinating third leg, the way it would swell up, getting so hot and hard. That night, long after her mother had brought Belinda her cup of semen up from the basement as usual, Belinda stood at the doorway again, debating what she should do. She decided to go down and talk to the human again. She needed to discover what was missing in her life, and perhaps, for that matter, what was missing in the lives of everyone else on her planet. She climbed down the stairs and found the man sleeping again. His penis was already hard this time. She admired it for a few minutes as he continued to sleep peacefully. Then, she lifted it a few inches off his abdomen and let it fall back down with a pleasant thump. She giggled at the sound, causing the human to wake up finally. “Oh, hi Belinda,” he said smiling. “I wasn’t sure you’d be visiting me tonight.” Belinda smiled shyly. “I wanted to ask you a question,” she said. “Ask away,” he replied. “Well,” she explained, “Last night I drank your penis-milk, and it was very good and all, but, when I was back in my room, I felt empty somehow, like I wanted more.” “Oh. Should I make some for you right now?” he asked, taking his penis in his hand. Belinda stared at this gesture, but then said, “No, it’s not that. I mean that I wanted to feel something. It’s hard to explain. I guess maybe I wanted to put your penis all the way into my mouth, only, not quite.” The human thought for a few seconds. “Hmmm. Well, when was your last orgasm, if I may ask?” Belinda gave him a puzzled look. “You know,” he explained, “When was the last time you felt a burst of sensation after touching yourself?” He pointed to her vagina when he said this. She followed where his finger was pointing and looked down at her crotch. “Oh this?” she said, rubbing her slit with her palm. “I don’t use this for anything. I don’t think anyone does. It’s just a feature that our race has.” The man stared at her in disbelief. “Oh my God,” he said to himself, with an excited laugh, “They don’t use it for anything. Unbelievable.” “What?” Belinda asked curiously. The man gave her a big smile. “Belinda,” he said, “I think I know what the problem is.” Her eyes lit up, hopefully. “Here, climb on top of me,” he told her. She gave him an unsure look. Belinda wasn’t sure she could trust him. “Come on, it’ll be alright,” he reassured her. She cautiously approached the bed. “Now, climb onto me so that I’m between your legs, like this,” he instructed her. Belinda kneeled and straddled his stomach. “Could you take that off for me?” he asked, pointing to her bra. She reluctantly removed it, dropping it on the floor. She crossed her arms over her chest, covering her breasts with her hands. The man pulled her arms away, revealing her full chest. “It’s okay,” he said softly. “Now, I’m going slip my penis into your vagina. It might hurt a little at first.” Belinda looked worried again. He took his cock in one hand and positioned it at her entrance. Her folds slowly parted as he pushed into her. Belinda yelped as something broke inside her. She moved to get off of the man but he held her in place. “Belinda, please. You have to trust me.” “I’m scared,” she whimpered. “I know, I know. Just relax. Everything will be okay soon.” She felt his cock slip in a little deeper, then retreat again, then go deep again, and then come back out. He continued on this way. Belinda noticed that it started to feel very nice having the penis in her vagina, sliding in and out that way. She started moving in rhythm with his strokes. He put his hands on her hips and asked, “How does that feel?” “It feels good,” she said, starting to smile. “Good.” He quickened his pace little by little. Belinda started to breathe faster and sweat a little bit. She placed her hands on his chest and rode him a little harder, taking him deeper and deeper into herself. The human fucked Belinda as hard as he could. She started moaning softly. She couldn’t help herself. “Oh my God, please don’t stop!” she whispered. He continued fucking her with long, deep strokes. Belinda began to feel something she’d never felt before. She was getting closer and closer to something amazing. She kept on riding the human. Nothing could stop her at that moment. Finally, she tensed up and a wave of dizziness came over her. It felt like there was an explosion in her crotch that was radiating through her whole body. One of her hands went between her legs and she touched herself in a way she had never done before. Then the wonderful feeling faded away again and she came to her senses. The man was still pumping his penis in and out of her. She put the hand back on his chest and enjoyed the ride. Eventually, the man gasped and she could feel his juice collecting inside her vagina. After a few seconds, he sighed and stopped his movements. Belinda giggled as she climbed off of him. With one hand gathering the semen dripping out of her crotch, she rushed across the room to find a cup to put the juice in. When she found one, she deposited what was in her hand into the cup and then held it to her dripping pussy. The man laughed. “For later?” he asked. She nodded, giggling some more. Once most of the cum was collected in the cup, she set it by the stairs and went back to the human’s bedside. “So,” he said, “Did I solve the problem?” “Yes, you did,” she answered, with tears welling up in her eyes. She took his hand and held it against her cheek. She sighed and again said, “Yes you did.” “Well, I’m very glad,” he replied, rubbing her soft, blue face. Belinda put her bra back on and picked the small cup off the bottom stair. She turned to him and warmly said, “Good night.” “Good night, Belinda.” “Thank you so much.” “You’re very welcome.” Belinda went back upstairs. The next morning, Belinda awoke feeling truly wonderful. She went down to the kitchen to meet her mother on the way out. Her mother hurried over to the basement door, trying to fix her hair. “I have to hurry up and eat,” she said. “I’m going to be late.” “Here you go, Mom,” Belinda said, holding up the juice cup from the night before. “I’m off to school now. Bye!” Belinda went out the back door before her mother could even ask where she had gotten the semen. Her mother shrugged her shoulders, drank the cum, and followed Belinda out the door. At school, Belinda told the other girls everything that had happened. They all listened to every word she said in complete astonishment. “Of course,” one of the girls said, “I knew there had to be a reason that we have these.” (The girl rubbed her crotch when she said this.) After school, all the girls ran home and told their mothers what Belinda had told them. Some of them wouldn’t believe it, but others put it to the test and made the same discovery themselves. The news spread over the whole planet like wildfire, and the whole practice of milking semen from the human males was revolutionized, changing world culture drastically. Many years later, after the deaths of Belinda and her human, statues of the two of them were erected, (next to the statues of Azura and her human), to honor their discoveries until the end of time. The statues depicted the human standing up with his arm around Belinda’s shoulders. She was smiling up at him, with his penis in one of her hands. Underneath all four of them, the inscription read, ‘So, did I solve the problem? Yes, you did. Yes you did.’ The End