"Jeeze mom where are you?" Lauren asked herself, staring out the window. It had been three months since she left for her first semester of college. The past three months had seemed like a lifetime. In that short amount of time, Lauren had made a few friends, begun classes, and even joined a few clubs. Nothing, however, compared to the anticipation Lauren had of going home.
*Ring*
Lauren jumped into her bed where her cellphone lay and saw that it was another text from her roommate Brooke.
"Damn..." Lauren sighed to herself. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy her roommate, but she had hoped that the text sound was her mother letting her know how long she would be. As she wondered about where her mother was, Lauren began to think back to her first day.
It had been three months since her mother dropped her off for college, and that was quite an experience. Lauren's mother Lena discovered a vibrator while helping her daughter unpack her boxes. After finding out that Lauren didn't know how to use it, Lena had the opportunity to teach her daughter how to masturbate. The two grew closer than ever after Lena spent the night teaching Lauren tricks about how to make masturbating the most pleasurable stress reliever that Lauren had ever encountered.
"I wonder if I have time...?" Lauren glanced at her bedside drawer. Masturbating had become a daily routine whenever her roommate would leave for class. Even though she had already masturbated that day, Lauren thought yet again about it. After about 5 seconds of pondering, Lauren ripped off her shorts and hopped onto her bed. Her adrenaline began to pump at the thought of needing to do this quick or risk getting caught.
Lauren spread her legs and placed the vibrator carefully on her clit. Since she was relatively new to masturbating, it didn't take Lauren very long to become soaked in her own juices. After about 4 minutes of rotating the vibrator around the top of her pussy, Lauren's muscles clinched as she climaxed. Sweat dripping down her face, she rushed to her bathroom to freshen up.
After a quick check in the bathroom, Lauren cleaned herself up and headed back for her bed. As she began to put her shorts back on...
*Ring*
Lauren fell over trying to reach the phone with cat-like reflexes while still trying to get her shorts on. After a quick recovery, out of breath, she answered the phone.
"Hi hunny! I'm here! Look outside!"
It was the voice of her mother, finally. Lauren looked outside to see her mother's car with the trunk opened and ready to go.
"Hiiii!" Lauren squealed with excitement, and ran down the stairs with her backpack and luggage to meet her mom and head back home.
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After catching up and arriving back home, everything seemed just as Lauren left it. It was the same old home and same old Thanksgiving decorations. Lauren unpacked her things in her room and met her mom downstairs for dinner.
"Where's dad at?" Lauren asked as she approached the table set for two.
"Oh, he's on another sales trip. This time he is in Florida! I'm so jealous." Lena smiled as she thought of Florida. It was common for her husband to take off on sales trips, and Lena had a chance to go on a few.
"That must be fun. I miss dad... I wish he was here." Lauren began to poke at her dinner as she pouted like a five year old. This too was a common occurrence. Pouting always got a sympathetic response from her mom.
"Aww don't worry Lauren, he will be home in time for you to see him. He is supposed to be arriving at the airport on Monday if you would like to come with."
"That sounds great mom!" Lauren said happily.
The two sat in an awkward silence after that as they ate their dinner. Neither of them had brought up anything that happened the last time they were together. It was only a matter of time before one of them would break the ice.
"So... Lauren," Lena began, "how goes everything that I taught you?" Lena's face was red as she tried to hide her discomfort by taking a big bite from her dinner plate.
Lauren's face immediately blushed as well. "Oh you know... as good as it can I suppose. It's quite the stress reliever!"
The two awkwardly chuckled and Lauren decided this was the best time to excuse herself. Besides, she needed to start her anatomy project that was due once break was over.
Lauren retreated to her bedroom. She needed some space after an uncomfortable dinner like that one. College was rough for a pre-med student. The least thing that Lauren wanted to do on this "break" was spend it all working on this anatomy project. Lauren stripped into a tank top and panties. Nothing beat the feeling of unhooking her bra and sprawling out on her bed. As she lay in her bed, Lauren noticed a big wet spot on her panties. Unfortunately, all she could think about was the project.
"This is going to suck." Lauren said to herself. She rolled towards her backpack and grabbed her anatomy folder. After beginning to read the project requirements, Lauren heard a knock on her bedroom door. She figured it was her mom so she said, "Come in!"
"LAUREN!!!" a figure yelled from the doorway and sprinted into Lauren's bedroom. By the time the person had tackled her on her bed, she realized that it was definitely not her mother. It was Chelsea, her best friend since elementary school. By this time, Chelsea had pinned Lauren to the bed. This was yet another common occurrence in the life of Lauren.
"Ahh you bitch get off me!" Lauren struggled to groan. Chelsea's DD breasts plopped on Lauren's head as Chelsea whispered,
"What's the magic words?"
Lauren groaned sarcastically, "Chelsea is the best, Chelsea is the best, Lauren is the one with the little chest."
"Atta girl!" Chelsea immediately flipped off of Lauren and gave her a big hug. "Did you forget I can see your room from mine? There's no chance of you ever sneaking back into town without me knowing!"
Lauren began to shake her head. She loved her best friend, but Chelsea did have quite the way of being insanely nosey. It was hard for Lauren to go to school without her best friend, but Chelsea wasn't exactly a good student. She was a flirt by every definition. Everything Chelsea had from her job as a secretary to her looks revolved around the image she had been trying to achieve since high school: the beautiful, unobtainable girl.
To Lauren's knowledge Chelsea was still a virgin, which no one would ever guess by looking at her. She was 5 feet 8 inches tall, fit, with gigantic DD breasts, and long, blonde hair. Aside from work, most of Chelsea's time since after high school was spent in the gym, a place almost foreign to Lauren.
"I see someone has been working out." Lauren said as she continued to recover from Chelsea's "hello tackle" (yes, it happened frequently enough to have its own name).
"Haha tackling is what Chelsea's do best!" She winked at Lauren, who rolled her eyes. "So give me the whole rundown of everything that's happened in college! I can't wait to visit! We are going to tease all of the frat boys that think they can have every woman that steps foot on "their" campus." Chelsea made air quotes with her hands, something that annoyed Lauren since the beginning of high school.
"I haven't really done very much other than start classes. I have made a few friends though." Lauren said calmly.
"Wait. You are telling me you don't have any crazy stories yet? No insane parties, one night stands, or anything?" Chelsea threw her head back on Lauren's bed. "Give me something Lauren! Anything! I have to live vicariously through you at college remember?"
