Green Grandma's Alien Seed Harvest

My grandmother farm i noticed a space ship landing in the fields and I watched and seen a tall woman and she was green and she kept walking towards my house and I heard voices you have to sex with all night we need his seed in you to bring back

I was out on Grandma's farm, fixing the old tractor under the scorching sun, when a low hum rattled the air. Dust kicked up from the far field as a sleek, silver ship touched down—straight out of some sci-fi wet dream. I froze, wiping sweat from my brow, heart pounding. Out stepped a tall green-skinned woman, her body all curves and muscle, hips swaying like she owned the goddamn planet. Naked except for a shimmering belt that barely hid her slit, tits full and heavy, nipples dark and erect against the emerald hue of her skin. She scanned the horizon, then locked eyes on the house and marched straight for it, thighs flexing with each powerful stride. Voices drifted from the ship—harsh, alien clicks translating in my head: "You have to fuck him all night. We need his seed in you to bring back." My cock twitched hard in my jeans as she approached the porch, her gaze pinning me through the window. She knocked once, door creaking open under her touch. Grandma wasn't home. Just me. She stepped inside, filling the doorway, scent like ozone and musk hitting me first. "Human," she purred, voice vibrating low. "Your essence will save us. Strip. Now." I stood, pulse racing, already unbuckling as her hand slid down her belly, parting those green lips to reveal slick, glistening heat.

I dropped my jeans, cock springing free, thick and throbbing against my stomach. Her eyes—golden slits—locked on it, a hungry gleam flashing as she licked full green lips. She closed the distance in two strides, her hand wrapping around my shaft, grip firm and cool like polished stone. Stroked once, slow, thumb circling the head smeared with pre-cum. "Strong seed," she murmured, breath hot against my neck, other fingers tracing my chest, nails scraping lightly over nipples. I groaned, hands gripping her wide hips, pulling her closer. Her heavy tits pressed into me, nipples hard points dragging skin. She ground her slick folds against my thigh, leaving a wet trail, heat pulsing from her core. "Inside," she commanded, backing toward the kitchen table, legs spreading as she perched on the edge. Her fingers dipped into herself, spreading glistening folds wide—pink inner flesh contrasting emerald skin—beckoning me forward.

I stepped between her thighs, cock nudging her slick entrance, the heat radiating like a furnace. She gripped my ass, nails digging in, pulling me forward until the head breached her—tight, velvet walls clenching instantly, sucking me deeper. "Fuck," I gasped, hips bucking as she engulfed me inch by inch, her inner muscles rippling in waves that milked my length. Wet sounds filled the kitchen, her arousal dripping down my balls. She arched back on the table, tits bouncing with each thrust I drove into her, golden eyes half-lidded in raw need. "Deeper, human. Fill me." Her legs locked around my waist, heels pressing my glutes, forcing me to grind against her clit—swollen nub grinding back, sparks shooting through us both. Sweat slicked our skin, her ozone musk thickening the air as I pounded harder, table creaking under the assault. Her breaths came in sharp hisses, pussy fluttering wildly around me.

Her walls clamped down like a vise, rippling in rhythmic pulses that dragged me balls-deep. I slammed forward, the table groaning louder, her slick heat coating my shaft with every plunge. Those golden eyes bored into mine, fierce and unblinking, as her nails raked red trails down my back. "Yes—give it," she hissed, voice a guttural rasp. One hand fisted my hair, yanking my mouth to her throat. I bit down on the firm green flesh, tasting salt and alien spice, her pulse hammering under my tongue. She bucked up hard, clit grinding my pubic bone in frantic circles, inner muscles squeezing like she was wringing seed from me already. Juices squelched obscenely, pooling beneath her ass, dripping onto the linoleum. Tension coiled in my gut, her heels digging deeper, urging the brutal rhythm. "Closer," she growled, tits heaving, nipples grazing my chest with electric friction. Her free hand slipped between us, fingers rubbing her swollen nub in tight, urgent strokes.

Her fingers blurred over her clit, slick circles syncing with my thrusts, pussy spasming in greedy pulls. I buried my face in her neck, teeth grazing the corded muscle, sucking hard enough to bruise that emerald skin. "Fuck—yes," she snarled, body arching like a bowstring. Her walls convulsed, flooding me with fresh heat, the vise grip yanking me toward the edge. I drove deeper, balls slapping her ass, the table shuddering with each impact. Tension snapped in her first— a guttural cry ripping from her throat as she shattered, inner muscles fluttering wildly, milking my cock in rhythmic waves. Juices gushed around me, soaking my thighs, her legs trembling but locked tight. I held on, pounding through her peak, her nails carving deeper into my back. "Not yet," she panted, golden eyes flashing feral. One hand clamped my hip, slowing me to a torturous grind, her clit pulsing against me. "Breed slow. Make it last."

I slowed to her command, hips rolling in deep, deliberate grinds, my cock stirring her oversensitive depths. Her pussy clenched around every inch, aftershocks rippling through her, coating me in fresh slick. Those golden eyes held mine, predatory hunger sharpening as she savored the stretch. "Like that," she purred, voice husky, her fingers digging into my hip to guide the pace. She shifted, angling her pelvis so my shaft dragged against that spongy ridge inside her, sparks igniting with each pass. Her other hand trailed up my chest, thumb flicking a nipple, sending jolts straight to my core. Tension rebuilt slow and vicious, my balls tightening as her walls fluttered teasingly. Sweat dripped from my brow onto her heaving breasts, nipples pebbled and begging. She hooked one leg higher, heel pressing my ass to hilt me fully—our pelvises fused, her clit throbbing against my base. "Feel me owning you," she whispered, clenching hard enough to steal my breath, her body undulating beneath me in sinuous waves.

I groaned into her mouth as she crushed our lips together, tongue invading with savage hunger, tasting the spice on her breath. Her pussy owned every inch of me, rippling in slow, deliberate squeezes that dragged along my length, forcing pre-cum to leak deep inside. She broke the kiss, golden eyes gleaming. "Deeper," she demanded, nails raking my ass to pull me impossibly closer. I obliged, grinding my hips in tight circles, the head of my cock nudging her cervix with each rotation. Her breath hitched, walls fluttering wildly, fresh slick gushing around my base. Her fingers twisted my nipple harder, the sharp pain spiking pleasure through my shaft. I retaliated, capturing the peak between my teeth, sucking until she arched, a low moan vibrating against my lips. Tension knotted tighter in my core, her heels urging me toward release. "Not yet," she gasped, clenching vise-like, drawing out the torment. Her hips bucked up, clit pulsing hot against me, chasing another edge.

I thrust harder despite her command, cock plunging into her soaked heat, the wet slap echoing off the walls. Her golden eyes widened, a feral snarl escaping as she bucked up to meet me, pussy clamping down in retaliation—ripples milking me relentlessly. "Greedy bastard," she hissed, but her body betrayed her, thighs quivering, slick drenching my balls. She raked nails down my spine, arching to grind her swollen clit against my pelvis, sparks exploding between us. Tension coiled viciously in my gut, shaft throbbing as her walls fluttered faster, chasing her own peak. I pinned her wrists above her head, pounding deep, the table creaking under the assault. Her breasts bounced with each impact, nipples scraping my chest. "Fuck—closer," she moaned, legs wrapping my waist, heels digging in to lock me balls-deep. Fresh gushes coated me, her core spasming, pulling me under. I ground against her cervix, pre-cum flooding her depths, edge razor-sharp.

Her golden eyes locked on mine, wild and commanding, as her pussy clamped down like a fist, milking every ridge of my cock. The pressure snapped my restraint—balls drawing tight, I buried deep and erupted, hot ropes of cum flooding her spasming depths, painting her creamy walls white. "Fuck—yes, fill me," she growled, thighs vise-gripping my hips, grinding her clit against my pulsing base to wring me dry. Slick mixed with my load, gushing out around my shaft, soaking our joined skin. I had little left, just weak spurts as she clenched rhythmically, savoring the overflow. She released my wrists, hands roaming to knead her own breasts, pinching nipples while her core fluttered, chasing her peak on my spent cock. "More," she demanded breathlessly, bucking up to stir my cum inside her, the wet squelch obscene. I collapsed forward, lips brushing her throat, hips twitching involuntarily as aftershocks rippled through us both. Her nails scraped my scalp, holding me close, golden gaze smoldering with unfinished hunger.

I pulled out with a wet pop, our mixed cum dribbling from her stretched pussy onto the table. She shoved me off, legs unfolding as she slid down, golden eyes flashing satisfaction—and dismissal. "Fun while it lasted," she purred, scooping a finger through the creamy mess leaking down her thigh, sucking it clean with a smirk. I laid there, chest heaving, cock twitching in the cool air, watching her saunter naked toward the sleek spaceship humming in the shadows. Hips swayed, ass flexing with each step, cum-glazed thighs glistening under the dim lights. She paused at the ramp, glancing back—wild gaze raking my spent form. "Don't follow." The hatch sealed, engines igniting with a low roar. Flames licked the ground as it lifted, vanishing into the star-strewn sky, leaving me alone, still leaking her scent.