Written with another author called Chris, here's another group sex story for you all. Enjoy.
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Jane stood naked in front of her bedroom mirror admiring her svelte form. She hated to admit it, but she looked damn fine.
Her hair was light brown, shiny and long, just like the character that she was dressing up as, Princess Leia as a slave from Star Wars - Return of the Jedi.
Her outfit was sitting in its bag and at first she considered going without any knickers, but as some of her relatives were coming, maybe some underpants would be sensible.
Three days ago she'd turned 21, and tonight it was her birthday party.
So far there were forty people on the list and her mother, forty year old Margot, didn't mind at all.
As for her father, Jane had no idea, and to be honest, neither did Margot.
Margot fell pregnant to Jane after a torrid few months of lascivious behaviour that never really ended until she met Paul, a man that seemed to have Margot's behaviour under control.
Although Paul had brought stability, finance and damn good food to the household, he also brought religion.
For the past three years, since Margot met Paul at Jane's 18th birthday, Paul has been a part of the family.
Paul's introduction came after they left their old town five years ago and moved two hours south, well away from the prying eyes and gossip of their old town.
It was a new leaf for Margot. Jane was becoming aware of the constant flow of men that visited on and off, and Margot was becoming careless.
The tipping point was a wild affair with the wealthy business owning mayor of their old town.
With $10,000 in hush money in her bank account, Margot and Jane disappeared to the mountains to start again.
Tonight's fancy dress party was coming courtesy of Paul, who enjoyed all that life had to offer, but was guided, as he claimed, by the lord.
The bar was well stocked, the food was prepared by his catering company and the decorations were a tax deduction.
Everything was under control, except for two people that had never met, two people that Jane was going to have to manage.
Mark and Chris were her two fuck buddies of the moment. Problem was she'd invited both and they'd never met. They also both said they were bringing a mate because they didn't know anyone else.
So now she had four blokes coming to the party to distract, and keep away from the prying eyes of Margot and Paul.
"Oh well," she thought, "I'll cross that bridge when I come to it."
She pulled on some "nude" underwear and opened the bag with the costume.
"For a mainstream film back then, this was pretty racy!" she thought, putting the metallic bra over her pert 32C breasts.
Putting on the matching bottom and the flimsy, burgundy skirt, she admired herself again.
"I can see why this was many a geek's fantasy!"
She plaited her hair and put on her strappy, metallic gold high heels to complete the look.
"Mmm, there'll be a few eyes on me tonight, that's for sure!"
She opened the door to her room and was greeted by her mother exiting her room.
"Fuck mum!" exclaimed Jane. "You know tonight's supposed to be my night, right! How the hell am I supposed to be the centre of attention when you're dressed like that!"
"You will be centre of attention honey." said Margot. "It's just that there was only one thought in my mind when we decided on film characters as the theme for tonight, and that was this one."
Jane's mother was dressed like Jessica Rabbit. She was wearing a flowing red wig, a tight, red latex dress hugged the curves of her body all the way down to matching red stilettos. The slit up the side exposed Margot's long legs, and her big 38D tits were practically spilling over the top of the dress. The long purple gloves were there, but Jane could barely take her eyes from her mother's cleavage.
"Yeah, right mum!" she grumbled. "Jessica fucking Rabbit! I don't have the assets to compete with that!"
"Come on Jane. I'll be behind the scenes for most of tonight, this is all about you. Sure, I might be bigger up top, but that Leia outfit accentuates everything that you have over me. That young body, most of it on show... you're going to have every guy in the place looking at you."
Margot kissed her daughter on the forehead.
"Come on sweetie, let's go get this party started!"
The two women went downstairs to the large lounge of the house. Paul was at one end that had been turned into a bar, talking to the staff behind it. He'd dressed as Doc Brown from the Back To The Future movies, a look that suited him well, although the large whiskey he had in his hand ruined the illusion somewhat.
"There are my two beauties!" he exclaimed, when he saw Jane and Margot enter the room. He walked over to them, planting a peck on Jane's cheek and a bigger kiss on Margot's lips. "Margot, you look stunning! But Jane!! Wow, this might be your birthday, but it's everyone else who's getting the present!"
"Thanks Paul," said Jane. "A little creepy, but thanks all the same."
"Grab yourself a drink my dear. I need to run through a couple of things with your mother in the kitchen."
He took Margot's hand and the two of them disappeared into the corridor.
Jane made her way over to the bar and ordered a vodka and tonic. There were three staff behind the bar, two men and a woman, all probably about her age. She'd noticed them watching her as she walked over, and she was positive that all three were checking her out, something that sent a tingle through her body.
The one barman handed her her drink.
"Happy Birthday!" he said, and she was sure she saw him wink at her, although it was so quick there was a small doubt in her mind.
"Hmm," she thought to herself, "maybe if things don't go well with Mark and Chris I could just have found my back up plan!"
Jane knocked back the drink in two quick gulps before the barman quickly created another and handed it over, and this time he certainly winked as he did so.
And it was a wink that was caught by his female workmate who quickly admonished him, albeit, jokingly.
"Shane," she slapped him on the arm, "Don't start flirting with the hosts again, or Paul might not let you work at these do's anymore."
"Yeah, yeah," he flicked her arse with a towel, "You're just jealous, aren't you Bree?"
Bree just smiled at Jane and gave her a quick glance up and down.
"Ignore him," she said. "He thinks he's all that."
Jane giggled in a nervous way that was unusual for her. The rapid effect of the vodka and the suppressed nervous energy were starting to take effect and she found herself suddenly worrying about the Chris and Mark situation. Not to mention that now Shane and his male workmate were obviously talking about her as the stood polishing glasses.
Jane was about to say something when the first of the guests, dressed as smurfs, stepped into the backyard and headed straight into the living room.
For the next hour or so Jane and Margot worked the crowd, giving out compliments in equal quantity as they received.
