My son is half-white-half-Asian but he passes as white and besides, the master of the fraternity said that my son not just can become a member but also be considered for some sort of a leadership role if “your Asian mom becomes free use for the fraternity” and which was exactly what I did. Since then it became part of their initiation to let new pledge fuck me.

Of course I know I’m already old enough to be their moms, but their hard young white cocks are just too irresistible. Also, being Asian, I can easily pass as a 20 years old and I loved it. When I was younger I never had the courage to be this wild, but since my divorce, everything changed. I thought about life and I decided that life is too short and everyday not spent doing what my heart truly desired is a day wasted.

At my son’s fraternity I frequently participated in “trains”. Now, admittedly, not everyone at the fraternity was nice. Some of them were assholes and even racist and treated me like I was a cheap whore, but most of those young white males are what you’d expect them to be: kind, tolerant, accepting, socially liberal, sexually amazing, compassionate, understanding, gentlemanly, and very very well-endowed with big hard white cocks that make every Asian slut drool.

So what they called “trains” went through a few different phases of experimentation but eventually we came up with the following rules and regulations:

  • I had to be blindfolded and my hands tied behind my back. They did this because they didn’t want me to figure out who was fucking me.
  • No cumming inside me during the train. They all had to use a condom so they don’t leave a big mess for the next guy. They had to enforce this rule so they would not end up fighting to be the first. No one wanted sloppy seconds.
  • Always use lube for anal. I love anal sex but no lube seemed to be too cruel, at least that’s what the fraternity masters said. I still remember what one of them said to my son, “even for a sex animal like your mother, it’d be cruel and unusual.”
  • Everyone can go as many rounds as possible throughout the entire “train night” but the guys with the biggest cocks can cut in line for my mouth and pussy. The smallest dicks get in line to be first in my asshole.
  • Keep the door to my son’s room closed. I didn’t want my son to know that his mother is being “trained”, or “having a train run on her”, or whatever other naughty technical language they used.

I remember fondly those evenings. I was literally being used like a public gang bang whore with my arms and legs spread wide, my pussy, ass, and tits all fully exposed ready for everyone to play with. I was literally dripping all over myself the entire time and I lost count the number of orgasms I’ve had those nights.

Besides the dicks. And there were so many dicks. I can’t get my mind of that. Well, besides the dicks there were loud music, lots of alcohol, sometimes also drugs, but I was always the center of all their attention, and I was always the common talking point among all the fraternity brothers.

I’m proud to say that I became the signature for party tricks at the fraternity. I would do things like body shots, where the guys put tequila or some sort of poweder on my tits and pussy and lick them up, or I would dance on tables, or offering lap dances to “newbies”. I also swallowed cum out of used condoms and had beer shot into my asshole. But still, nothing beats “trains”.

There is something seriously hot about being tied down, lying on a dirty mattress, and waiting for random strangers to come and fuck me. It give me an inner peace and joy that I can’t even start to put in words.

During Spring break, the guys had this funny idea that they would stuff some newbies into a closet and “make them listen to the train.” It was their idea of “cucking”. Another time, they had a guy hide under the bed and he was not allowed to make a noise. They were all laughing about it, except for me and my son. I was humiliated, but also incredibly turned on.

I also became involved in the initiation process. The initiation ritual was done in an abandoned warehouse and they would have some weird spooky ceremony and when it was time to celebrate, the master would shout out, “XXX cannot be virgins” and that was when all the newbies were all led into a dim-it basement where they found me naked, tied up and blindfolded on a dirty mattresss. The master would introduce me as “this Asian kid’s mother. She’s been with us for almost two years. Normally I wouldn’t be mentioning anything about race, but apparently it’s very important to Asians. This Asian kid’s mom loves white cocks so make sure you give her what she craves!”

So they have a process where the newbie is with a mentor, and the newbie had to fuck me in front of his member, and it was part of their bonding process. It was a fun event and everyone would be cheering and high-five-ing. It was like being at a sports event, except that I was the sport. And the entire crowd would go wild whenever one of the newbies finished. And the best part was all the guys were competing with one another to “one up” on me and impress their peers, by either fucking me into more orgasms, or maneuvering me into impossible positions. I was literally being turned into a prop for them to practice their wrestling moves, and it was constantly escalating as the night dragged on. And the loudest cheer and applause was when my son walked in to check me out and ask everyone to be respectful to his mom. Everyone would suddenly go silent and almost as if they were paying tribute to a deity, then they would pat my son on the shoulder, hug him, and even kiss him. I felt so warm inside seeing my son being so well-accepted.