"I should call the cops and charge you with rape," Kristi said.
"I'm not sure it's rape when you beg me to fuck you," Ryan replied.
"Temporary insanity."
Ryan laughed sarcastically. "Insane with lust."
Mother and son were sitting in Ryan's college apartment, less than twenty four hours since the nineteen year old student fucked his thirty nine year old mother on the lawn of a nearby house. It was their first effort at intercourse, but would not be their last. With several days looming when they would be in the apartment alone, the scene was set for all the experimentation they wanted to try.
Kristi was taking a short vacation while her husband, persistently out of town for business, was on another trip. When Ryan invited her to spend time with him at school during the summer, she accepted with some hesitation. But her ever-growing sexual interest in Ryan finally exploded in a wild romp in the grass the night before.
She helped initiate the whole thing by sneaking into his bedroom while Ryan was home a few days earlier. Caught in the midst of masturbating, Ryan allowed her to give him the blowjob of his young life.
Now they waited for the next installment of their affair.
Ryan discovered a clue of how it would happen quite accidentally. He was sitting at his computer when he realized his mother had been using her e-mail and was still signed in. He noticed a new message waiting for Kristi from his aunt Judy, his Mom's sister. Looking once over his shoulder to make sure he could still hear his mother in the shower, Ryan opened the e-mail.
It started out, "I think it's so cool you found somebody at Ryan's school."
That's when Ryan noticed his mother's original message was attached at the bottom. He read it silently:
"You can't believe what happened to me. I met this guy last night and he practically raped me on the lawn of somebody's house in the dark. It was the best orgasm I've ever had. Ever. He's young and gorgeous and I think we're going to have some more sex. Judy, I know this is crazy, but it felt so good. I hope to see him again, along with a few of his friends if I can arrange it. I get wet thinking about it."
Ryan had to stop reading to adjust his cock. Clearly, Kristi didn't want to tell her sister the guy she met was her son. That was OK with Ryan, but the part about wanting group sex, that was almost too much for him to comprehend. Still, it made him hard and if that's what she wanted...
Ryan closed the message, marked it as unread and began the process of figuring out how to make his mother's fantasy come true. It wasn't that Ryan didn't have male friends, but very few of them were in summer school. Then it struck him that Kristi had no trouble making friends at the bar they went to the night before. She had even danced with a guy for a long time and seemed to hit it off pretty well.
Perhaps one more trip to the bar was in order; a recruiting expedition. With a little luck, the old mansion that had been renovated into apartments for Ryan and his housemates would soon be the site of Kristi's next big adventure. Ryan, of course, would be near the front of the line.
He had no doubt that his mother, with her wavy brown hair, great body, and long legs, would attract a lot of attention, regardless of her age. She proved that the other night. If she wore the right outfit, and he was sure she would, his job would be easy.
He finalized the plans in his head and waited for the best time to ask Kristi if she wanted to make another visit to the bar. She eagerly accepted, making Ryan promise that they would wait until getting back to the house before having sex. He promised, but gave no hint of how that would happen.
They ate dinner at home and waited until almost nine o'clock before heading to the same strip of bars they were at before. Kristi was good with trying their luck at the same establishment as earlier in the week. She knew Ryan had a lot of friends working there and the place had music she could stomach.
It was slightly warmer than the day before, and Kristi compensated by wearing a sleeveless top that was unbuttoned to her cleavage. Her jeans were tight and rode low on her hips. Just the right amount of skin separated the shirt from the jeans. Ryan suspected she didn't have a bra on, but didn't make a fuss over it other than to say, "Wow! You look great. Most of the girls here would kill for that body."
Kristi kissed him on the cheek and gave him a 'Thank you' pat on the ass.
"Let's go," she said as they headed out.
The first good news the couple got after the short walk to the bar was that it was a little more crowded than the other night. Ryan would have more people to invite back to the house and Kristi had more potential dance partners. They walked past the first group of tables, past the long bar, and into the back room. Nearly all of the tables were taken, but one close to the entrance was available and Kristi grabbed it.
While still maintaining its place as a campus bar, more locals than normal inhabited the place during the summer when most of the kids were gone. As a result, the crowd ranged in age from late teens to late thirties. Very few of the females were in their late thirties and none of them matched Kristi's looks.
None of the patrons knew it yet, but none of the other women matched Kristi's ability to flirt, either.
The same pretty, young waitress that waited on them the last time came by and took drink orders. Ryan kept her at the table for an extended conversation, and Kristi's jealousy swelled. She knew Ryan called every female employee in the joint by their first name. She'd have to live with it.
When fifteen minutes passed and Kristi hadn't been approached by anybody either to dance or just talk, Ryan took the lead and accompanied his mother onto the large, already packed dance floor in front of the live band. That worked. Before long, he had handed Kristi off to a guy he knew, but not well. All he wanted was for her to be in capable hands while he worked the room to complete his plans for later.
Ryan occasionally sat at the bar and made mental note of who she talked to or danced with. Then, when he had the opportunity, he talked to the guys while Kristi was off somewhere else.
By the end of the evening, Ryan had more than a dozen potential participants, knowing that some of them wouldn't follow through on their promise to him. Still, if only a handful showed up, it would be a success.
The walk back to Ryan's apartment was not nearly as eventful as the previous trip. But Kristi was looking forward to what she expected to be a long night together with Ryan. As soon as they got back, Kristi said she was going up to change clothes.
"No," Ryan said with surprising urgency. "You're fine just like that. Don't change, please."
Kristi obeyed, a little confounded by her son's insistence. She spent the next few minutes in the bathroom and, finally, the kitchen where she threw some snacks together for them. They had only been sitting in the living room a short time after that when the doorbell rang.
Ryan sprung up and welcomed in three of his friends. Kristi immediately recognized them from the bar and she was as much stunned as she was happy that they showed up at the house. Two more guys were at the door soon after that, followed about another pair within minutes.
Kristi never professed to be a genius, but she quickly figured out what was going on and managed to get Ryan alone in a separate room. She said, "Ryan, I can't believe you did all this. I love you so much."
They kissed passionately before Ryan could answer.
"Just have a good time, Mom. Don't be afraid of any of these guys. I know them all. Have fun."
"Oh, I plan on it."
Plenty of beer was available either from Ryan's supply or from what the guests brought with them. Kristi offered more snacks, but that wasn't what the guys had in mind. They became increasingly playful with her and she teased them right back. Nearly all the guys were Ryan's age or a few years older. The few days Kristi had spent with Ryan on campus had made her almost forget the age difference between her and his friends. Her flirtatious attitude and great body permitted them to look at her in a different way, as well.
The most flamboyant of Ryan's friends was Evan, a star on the school's baseball team. Kristi had danced with him at the bar but never got his name. Now they were in the living room standing near the door to the kitchen, discussing Evan's dating exploits.
Kristi had instantly been attracted to his blonde hair and blue eyes. Evan had been attracted to her ass. So it shouldn't have surprised Kristi when he moved behind her and put his hands around her waist.
It was the first time any of the guys had embraced her, their touches up to now being almost by accident. Evan's hug did not go unnoticed, either by Kristi or anybody else within sight of them.
He put his face on her wavy hair, next to her ear, and said, "Want to start the party?"
The words sent a tingle up and down her spine. She was pretty sure she could feel his erection against her ass. All eyes were on them, including her son's.
"What did you have in mind?" she asked.
Evan unbuttoned the bottom button of her shirt. If she was of the mind to stop him, it would have to be now. Ryan, for one, suspected she wouldn't stop him. The others in the room were watching intently, hoping, but not expecting, that she would allow Evan to continue.
Another button was opened and Kristi's firm, flat stomach was exposed. Evan ran his fingers over the cool skin, pushing the flaps of the shirt back as he went. The room was suddenly much quieter.
Two buttons held the shirt closed over Kristi's tits. Evan undid the lower one. The woman's heart pounded as the consequences of what he was doing became clearer and clearer. She had made up her mind: she wanted to be exposed to this group of young guys; she wanted to be ravished by them.
She looked at Ryan and they exchanged nervous smiles. Evan's hand was inside her shirt, just beginning to find the bottom of her tits. She felt his fingers extend over her soft skin and then up, onto her breasts and around her sensitive nipples. She closed her eyes as he massaged her; his hard cock firmly planted between her cheeks.
"Do it, Evan!" somebody shouted.
Kristi opened her eyes.
"Show us her tits!" another voice rang out.
"Should I?" Evan whispered into her ear. He gripped her nipples and squeezed tightly.
"Oh God. Yes," Kristi moaned.
