This testimony is part of file
A74-W526 / Area 69
Project code name
: Little Grey Men
Classification
: Top secret.
My name is Greg, and I live on a farm, in the middle of nowhere. My mom, Tina, is – even now, halfway into her fifth decade on this Earth – a real looker. I have no siblings, and our nearest neighbors are twenty minutes away by truck, so mom is, quite literally, the only woman for miles.
With her being an attractive woman with big tits and a nice pair of legs, I've had – as one might expect – my share of fantasies about her. But as it can't be healthy for a young man to fantasize about his mom all day long, I had also acquired an extensive digital porn collection over the years, which helped with the lack of female companionship.
A few months after my twentieth birthday, in the night of May 13th, 2016, I was awakened by what seemed to be an earthquake. The whole house was shaking and furniture was moving by itself. An immensely loud rumbling overpowered all other noises. Mom, dad and I gathered in the night hall, all three of us taking shelter in one of the doorways to protect ourselves from a potential structural collapse.
When the shaking stopped, but the noise continued, it was clear that this was no earthquake. When we carefully headed over to a window to take a look, we noticed bright lights coming from above the crop fields. Dad grabbed a flashlight and his shotgun and ran out the front door. I followed him, carrying a baseball bat.
When we approached the lights, they suddenly vanished without a trace, leaving behind nothing but large patches of squashed crops. We were walking around, about twenty meters apart, looking down at the ground, when we were suddenly enveloped by two cones of light. It didn't feel threatening or dangerous, rather warm and soothing. I couldn't really say how long I was in the light, but when it disappeared, I had a massive boner. Not just your run-of-the-mill, daily stiffie, but a full blown, throbbing hard on.
My attention, however, was quickly drawn to dad, who was still in his cone. He looked calm and unafraid, and I assumed it would just let him go quietly as well. I looked up to see where the light was coming from, but aside from the cone itself, there was just darkness.
Then, suddenly, dad was thrown several feet up into the air, hitting the ground several meters away from where he had been standing. I ran over to him and helped him get back to his feet. I was slightly embarrassed as my fat cock was tenting my pajamas shorts quite lewdly. Luckily dad didn't have time to notice as his cone of light began moving towards the house.
"Tina," he shouted as he picked up his shot gun and we ran towards the house, where the beam of light had begun honing in on the master bedroom, where mom was waiting for our return. Suddenly the light intensified and pretty soon, the master bedroom window was too bright to look at directly. There was no way that our electrical wiring could produce that kind of illumination. A few moments later, the light dimmed and then disappeared.
Dad and I ran inside and up the stairs, calling out for mom. We found her lying on the floor, apparently also knocked down by whatever was causing this. As I was helping her up, along with dad, I noticed her nipples piercing through her nighty. After we sat her down on the bed, I used my baseball bat to hide my huge erection. As mom held her hands on her head, trying to get her bearings again, there was another loud rumbling and a series of bright flashes, this time over by the stables.
"Greg, stay with your mother!" dad said as he headed for the door.
"But dad..." I began to protest.
"No buts Greg, do as I say! Keep your mom safe, I'll be back as soon as I can," dad shouted as he ran down the stairs. By the time he reached the front door, the rumbling was gone and all the lights had vanished. I moved to the window and looked down as he stood in front of the house, looking around, deciding on which direction to go to first.
A loud cracking noise sent him running for the barn. I kept my eye on him, until all I could see was the light from his flashlight moving around in the distant darkness.
When I turned around to check on mom, I noticed her sitting there, looking at me. Before I could ask her if she was all right, she briefly lifted her butt off the edge of the bed and pulled her nighty up, over her head, throwing it on the floor in between us. As I gawked at her bare chest, flabbergasted, she slowly, but deliberately opened her legs as wide as she could, granting me a first class view of her moist pussy.
"Mom?" I whispered.
No response. Her stare was vacant as if she was in some sort of trance. Meanwhile my fat cock was nearly bursting through my shorts.
I slowly waved my hand in front of her, repeating myself, "Mom?"
"Eat me," she whispered.
"What?" I exclaimed, positive I had misunderstood.
"Eat me," she repeated as she put her right hand in between her legs and tapped her pussy with her index finger.
Well, she can't be much clearer than that, I thought. I pulled down my shorts and began pumping my massive cock right in front of her. After a few seconds, I kneeled down and put my head in between her legs and stuck out my tongue, licking her stylishly trimmed twat. As if I had done it a million times, I began eating out her little pussy, using my tongue to flick her clit and stimulate her all over.
Judging from all the moaning she was doing, I was doing a damn fine job. Strangely adept for someone who had never eaten twat before, I made her cum and gush only a few minutes later. It was as if I knew what to do, instinctively. While mom just lied there, enjoying the aftermath of her orgasm, I thought about sliding my dick into her soaking wet cunt, but decided against it. Instead, I left the master bedroom and walked into my room.
There, I pumped my fat dick for about forty seconds, thinking of mom's twat and came all over my bed. Leaving my disgusting load where it was, I pulled up my pajama boxers and went back to my parent's room. Mom – who was still lying down – turned to look at me, and at the same time, I noticed my cock becoming erect again.
Not a normal kind of erection, but the same blood-stealing, massive hard-on I had had before. Mom simply smiled and opened her legs again, as she cupped both her tits and began playing with them.