Author's Note: All characters in this story at are least 18 years of age, and, even in role play, are "playing" characters at least 18 years of age.
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She wasn't sure exactly how things got so out of control so fast. But if she had to blame something, it would be etiquette. The set-up was simple enough, her Son's frat had sent an invitation to her house, because he never updated his address, and computers were only as smart as the people who programmed them. So, there was, bored, a little stir crazy, and hold an invitation to a "crazy, sexy, anything goes" pajama and lingerie party. Frankly, it sounded like a drink of water to a woman in a dessert. It wasn't that her sex life was lacking, she wasn't planning on having any sex with some college kid her Son's age after all. It was just that her friends, neighbors, playmates, and even her husband had all had a perfect storm of events, parties, weddings, births, etc... to go to. So all her plans had been shot down for the last two weeks and she was starting to go nuts. So, a little beer, a little dancing, a little flirting for compliments, and she might just end a shit week with a great weekend!
She showed up in her lingerie, because even owning pajamas would imply that she slept in clothes; which is crazy. And right away, someone told her she was sexy, ran his eyes all over her, and put a cold beer in her hand. She had long dark hair, she played with the color, but always dark. Her breasts were plentiful, her legs were long, and a combination of yoga and running kept her in excellent shape. As a result, for the last few years or so, several boys her Sons age had asked her if she knew how much she looked like Lara Croft, to which she always replied with a playful smile and a fake air of royalty, that she preferred "Lady Croft, thank you very much". At the party, Lady Croft was very, very popular. She danced, she flirted, she teased the boys, and had some great conversations with the girls. At one point she ran into her Son, but in a moment of silence she saw the wizard that lived in his brain put the pieces together, and then he just smiled, and gave her a nod that acted as permission. It's was weird, her under her Son's judgement and hoping for permission, a little too role-reversal... but she was so happy and relieved by that little nod, that she popped up on her tiptoes and left a large and luscious lipstick mark on his cheek as a thank you. It was good that they could communicate without saying a word, because the party was VERY loud.
So, all was well, right? Yeah... So, it turns out that college kids, plus alcohol, plus time, is not a formula for Scrabble. Her conversations with the girls turned to sex, and, being the local guru, she gathered a small crowd. As the night went on, guys came over and 'borrowed' her audience to act out what they'd learned, and she, remembering her college days, thought the whole thing was great fun. She ended up bonding with one of the girls, a touch of truth or dare led to kissing, and then groping, and then her boyfriend came up to them, and said, "babe, if I have to watch my girlfriend make out with someone, can I at least get in on it", and before she could get word 1 in, the girl smiles prettily and said "yes" for both of them...
whose lipstick was fading fast, had a moment to wonder if, politeness-wise, "Was that right?". Did she agree to this when she starting putting the moves on someone who had a boyfriend? Before Lady Croft could think to deeply about it, a new tongue entered her mouth, and, while he lacked his girlfriends skill, his hands were strong and bold in where they thought they could go. Frankly, it went wonderfully with her current mood, and soon the three of them were moaning and kissing and groping every-which way. It was hot, and intense, and everyone was breathing rough, and squeezing rough, and having a great time, when she suddenly realized that while she was moaning with her head thrown back, and each of her nipples was in a playful mouth, that this meant that at some point, her top had come down, in the middle of her Son's frat house. For a quick panicked moment, she looked around, but a cursory glance told that she was not only not alone in her semi-topless state, but she was actually behind the game a bit. So, instead of worrying, she gave a little laugh, reached down to her two new friends heads, and gently let them know that they could be a little rougher with her, and that was okay.
Well, you know how these things progress. One moment she was kissing a breast, and watching a girl give head to her boyfriend, and the next moment, that girl is offering you the cock with a smile, as if it were your turn... was that right too? She barely had time to think. She was too knew to this, she didn't do enough research, and the longer she waited, the more she risked breaking etiquette and making this poor boy think she hated him or thought his dick was too small; or some such nonsense. So... the next thing she knew, her and her new lady friend, though, that didn't sound right considering she was her Son's age, but, anyway, they were both taking turns going down on her boyfriend, and it wasn't long before Lady Croft was, as kindly as possible, giving the girl pointers on technique, and showing her tricks that she'd picked up over the years.
A bit later, and Lady Croft was masturbating rather vigorously was she watched the couple fuck like the college kids they were not 3 feet from her. She had every intention of reaching out and playing with their bodies when someone tapped on her shoulder and held their dick out. And, without even thinking, she gobbled it up and began to teach its owner lessons in pleasure that they'd never imagined. It was honestly a good 2 minutes before she had the clarity to realize that this was not the dick she'd been sucking so far, when there was a tap on her other shoulder, and it WAS the boy from before. He and his girlfriend had seen her, and she was now asking if she could watch her suck two guys at once... "Well..." she tried to think. But, the truth was, that she'd already told both the boys yes as individuals, and it would be hard to think of a reason to send one of them away now.