Cara felt back home again. An Ohio State alumni she hadn't visited in years but now she was here to pick up her son Kev. Cara arrived three hours early and drove around the campus. Oh, that feeling! Youth! Freedom! All the things that life had sucked out of her.
Cara stopped by the ball field as the players were ending practice. They looked so young and hot. Cara felt herself getting excited. She was older now but she remembered her wild college days. The days she walked by this field daily looking and creaming at the tough young boys. Spotting the bleachers and remembering the boys she had sucked off behind there. Oh, yes, Those hard jock cocks jerking and shooting in her mouth.. Those were the days of freedom. A time when she did what she wanted with whomever she wanted.
Then Cara graduated. She went home and married some older rich guy and had two children. Then came the family life followed by tragedy and Cara became a widow.
Oh my god, she thought, everything is so different now. I'm 41 single and free again. The place looks the same but I've totally changed. Why am I so unhappy? Why was it so much better back then. Did I just get old, or did I just get lazy,
She thought of her son. He was grown too. He had chosen Ohio State where his mom had gone. The holidays were here now and Cara came to pick him up to spend time with the family. It had been just the three of them since dad passed four years ago.
She had gotten here early but it was already getting dark. Cara turned the corner and saw the Delta sign. She was close. She came early to look it all over. She now remembered the Delta frat and the weekends she spent there. The college life she had left was coming back and the memories were vivid. She had loved the college parties and the frat scene. She had been wild those college days before she settled down to the family life.
Cara had been single for four years now. Fours years without a man, four years without sex. She had set a good example for her daughter. She was a little scared now. Cara knew what sex did to her. She knew she had little control when she started. She was afraid to start up again. Afraid it would get out of control again.
Cara parked her car and looked for her phone. That's when she saw the message from Kev. She was stunned.
Mom
Staying with Jenny a couple of days. Taking the train from there. You can pick me up at the station Tuesday.
Love you
Kev
Cara had driven 80 miles to pick him up and he wasn't there. A wasted trip.
What now she thought? Cara drove around a while until she needed to pee. Cara looked over at Frat row. She remembered well all the good times she had at the fraternities at Ohio State. Particularly Omega.
She had gone wild living free and loose, what others refered to as a party slut. Looking past the Delta house she saw the other frat, Omega house, the lights were on, the music was loud and it was obvious a party was on. Cara stopped. She remembered this place well from her senior year. She had screwed most of the guys in there that year. She felt a strong itch inside her cunt thinking about them. Those weekends she had spent there. Cara wanted to go in to look around, relive the memories but she knew a middle age mom would stick out big time.
Cara hesitated but she needed a bathroom. Pulling down her mirror she decided to touchup a little. a little mascara, brush her hair and soon she felt good. She looked real nice. She exited the car.
When she got to the door see saw it, a toga party. A lot of young people, drinks in their hands, masks on their faces and only white sheets on their bodies. It was totally decadent. The type of frat party she loved going to many years ago. Then she remembered the mornings. The morning after when she'd wake up realizing she had been the party.
"Hello," he said, the handsome young man who stood at the door.
He looked her over, obviously someones mom but she looked hot. Thin and attractive that's for sure. who's mom is this, he thought.
"Are you lost? Looking for someone? Maybe I can help you," he said as he looked her up and down now resting his eyes on the large chest she was sporting. She was probably here to visit her son.
"Well actually," she said with a small pleading look on her face, "I need to use the restroom, is that ok?"
Hector hesitated. "Certainly," he replied, Hector was one of the few at the frat that was respectful to older women. "This way." He said assuming she would use the toilet and be gone. The frat today was definitely no place for a proper lady. He knew how raunchy these parties could get.
Cara followed him down the hall looking at the party crowd. So typical, drinking, dancing and making out. The music was almost deafening. Cara needed no directions. She remembered the place very well.
"In here," he said taking Cara to the master bedroom. Just then the bathroom door opened and the boy came out, toga and mask on top but totally bottomless with his large cock swinging in the wind.
"Jeff," the guy with her cried out, "we have a guest, cover up will you," as Jeff stumbled down the hall.
"I'm so sorry," he said as he went to help Jeff find his way. Cara chuckled and kept looking over at naked Jeff as she entered the bathroom. The image of his large cock swinging around was now burning in her brain. The vision of naked boys with her in this room were very vivid in her mind. She felt the freedom she had then to enjoy their cocks whenever she felt the itch.
She locked the door and sat on the toilet looking at the togas and masks hanging on the door hooks. It would be nice to visit memory lane, to see the place again. Walk around to the bedrooms upstairs she had visited many times.
Why not she thought, I've nowhere to be. No one knows me. Why not have a little anonymous snooping to see how the kids party these days. She was thinking about her old friends, the blond boy Joe with the large cock and his roomy Bill who never seemed to get enough. I'd like to go back up and see their room again, she thought.
She stood up and placed the mask on her face and turned to the mirror. Maybe with this she could venture out a little. No one could tell how old she was. Her face was totally hidden behind this Disney princess mask.
Cara looked at her cleavage. She looked thin and young, she thought. Why not walk around a little and have a drink. Show these kids what a pair of womans tits look like.
Cara slipped off her clothes and stopped. Her breasts stood out large and firm. The classes at the Y had kept her tight and thin. Her nipples protruded as she looked her tits over. Then she slipped her hand under her panties to her V and she pictured the naked frat boy Jeff as she rubbed her clit. She thought again of Joe and Bill who had double teamed her upstairs so many times years ago. Her insides started to heat up as she squirmed under her hand hoping she could feel a real orgasm again. One that felt like freedom. An orgasm like she hadn't felt in years. She was at a frat house her pussy was wet she was feeling the fast heartbeat, then...
Bam, bam, bam!! went the door.
"Cmon, I gotta go!" Someone yelled, "I need to get in!!"
Cara quickly slipped on the toga and gathered her clothes. She opened the door and the drunk fell inside as she left. No one looked as she slipped out of the bedroom and found a small spot under the bed to set her clothes. She turned to head to the party, then she stopped.
Cara now remembered the old rule they had for her back then. She smiled. They had taken her panties and Cara had been told she wasn't allowed to wear panties here. For oldtimes sale she slipped off her panties and placed them inside the clothes pile. She wanted it to feel the like the old days again.
When she entered the hall, "Hello there," came a greeting from a slightly inebriated frat boy. He was tall and muscular and Cara's heart began to beat faster.
"My princess has arrived," he said, towering down over her small frame.
"You look like you need a drink." Would you care to follow me.
"Oh, yes," she said, all bubbly, as he took her hands and led her to the bar.
Cara felt the role, she was princess off to the Prince's Ball. She felt alive, she was 20 again. Young, single and free.
"You seem old enough to me" he said as he smiled. He didn't really care. Half the girls there were under the drinking age.
"What is it?" He asked.
Cara's eyes were fixated on him. He was a tall boy, well built with no mask. He had handsome young features and curly brown hair. He reminded her of Billy the boy who never had enough. Then she stopped and she realized he was a real turn on. He was just a boy though, why did he make her feel so hot.
"Oh," she replied having regained her thoughts, "gin and tonic."
"Gin and tonic," he repeated as he poured her a large glass of gin and topped it with a little tonic water, then dropped in a couple of ice cubes.
"Welcome to Omega house," he said as he lifted his glass to toast. "Have you been here before?"
Cara lifted her glass to acknowledge his toast. Then she sipped a little, then a little more and then she took a large swallow.
"Not this year," she said. "Been real busy."
Josh looked her over. He hadn't found the one for him tonight yet. It was still early and he was checking the menu. This one seemed small and hot. She had long chocolate brown dark hair and some nice cleavage under that toga. He wondered what her face looked like.
"So," he said, another premed major I presume by the way you just took your medicine." She liked his smile. Cara felt the hot flash again.
