It had been months since Anna sent her baby off to college. She was proud of him. He'd already been accepted into a fraternity house. She didn't really approve of their antics, but given the drastic change in her son's relationship with her, she could hardly criticize.
She missed him terribly. Anna had grown accustomed to being fucked relentlessly by her stallion of a son constantly. And the longing she felt for that sensation was overwhelming at times. But she was the proud mother of a straight a college student. A star athlete. And a beast in the sheets. She couldn't be more proud of Derek.
He called regularly. When he left, he wanted to ensure their arrangement continued. He kept good grades, and mommy was his freeuse sex toy. She honestly would have given herself up to him without the deal at this point. But she took pride in encouraging his success. So she heartily agreed.
But God the months dragged on without her baby there to fuck her.
Then suddenly her phone rang and her heart sang when she saw his name and picture light up the screen.
"Hey, slut. What are you up to?"
She squirmed wishing he was naked with him at that word.
"Nothing, baby. Just thinking about my big, strong boy."
He chucked. "I was kinda hoping you'd say that. I want you to come visit me. How soon can you get here?"
She was surprised. "I'm not sure. I'm a few hours away."
He laughed. " I know THAT. How soon can you come up here?"
"I could get packed and start driving once I get the diner squared away. I'll leave Saturday morning."
"Don't worry about clothes, you won't be needing them. Let me know when you're on your way." With that he hung up the phone.
You won't be needing clothes.... She could have cum on that line alone!
She set the diner up for her absence with the manager and started driving. She knew where the frat house was. She thought he would set her up in a hotel but he wanted her to see the place first. She broke half the traffic laws in existence in her excitement to see him again.
She pulled into the driveway, cringing slightly at the Greek letters on the side of the house. But he wanted her to see it. And she supported him.
Derek answered the door, shirtless and sweat pants that set her pussy on fire.
"Hey, Mom!" He greeted her with a tight hug and kissed her deeply. She relished it before breaking away.
"Derek! Somebody could see us!"
Derek simply laughed it off. "Don't worry, we're fine! Come on in."
She stepped inside to what could only be described as the stereotypical teenage boys house. Gaudy furniture, a large round ottoman in the center of the room. Clothes strung everywhere. Her motherly instinct wanted to start cleaning up this pigsty but she refrained.
"My, my. What a LOVELY place!"
Derek laughed off her sarcasm. "I think you'll find it's pretty relaxing when you get used to it." Her gave her ass a firm squeeze.
"Derek!" She hissed. "Not in public!"
He smiled with that wolffish grin she couldn't resist, he knew her well enough to know she craved his touch. "Please, I can smell my wet pussy from a mile away."
She bit her lip struggling to resist him.
"Come on, come meet the guys." He turned and called out to the house and before she knew it she was surrounded by young shirtless men.
"Guys, meet my mom!" He stated proudly.
There was a chorus of whistles and catcalls before a large black kid stepped forward.
"Forgive these clowns, they lose their minds when a gorgeous woman appears. I'm Isaiah, frat President." He presented himself proudly. He was broad chested and built like a brick shit house. She found herself tingling at his flattery and the adulation of these young boys.
"Nice to meet you, Isaiah. I'm Anna, Derek's mother." She was struggling to stay composed as they surrounded her. All attractive, athletic young college boys eyeing her like she was the ultimate prize. "My son enjoys it here, thank you for taking care of him."
Isaiah laughed. "He's a great guy, we're happy to have him!" Isaiah slapped Derek on the back and she found herself giving into his charm.
"Wanna see the rest of the house?" Derek began to lead her up the stairs. To her dismay, the large group followed. She wasn't sure she'd be able to focus with these young men around her. She clung to Derek as he gave her the tour.
"Why do I feel like I'd be horrified to shine a blacklight in here?" It was a dirty joke she regretted the moment it came out of her mouth.
"What's the problem Mrs. C? We thought you'd enjoy a place like this!" One of the boy's laughed.
She couldn't deny the thoughts going through her head but there's no way she could let them know that.
She leaned into Derek, wanting desperately to get him alone. But he showed no signs of leaving. He led the group to the upstairs loft with a large sectional wrapping the wall and an oversized ottoman in the center. He sat down and pulled her down next to him. Making it clear they weren't leaving anytime soon. Her pussy wanted to reach out and slap him. She needed him to fuck her so badly! It was killing her.
Isaiah sat down in the other side of her and she took comfort in that. He seemed a nice boy. The rest of the young men found their places around the room and began a rambling conversation with her. She was clearly the focus of attention. She should be worried but she found oddly enough she enjoyed all their focus.
"Mrs. C....." Isaiah began.
"Please, call me Anna." She reached out and touched his leg without thinking and quickly withdrew her hand once she realized it. She leaned heavily into Derek with his arm over her shoulders but not before catching Isaiah's sly smile.
