Liz knew her daughter was popular, but had no idea that the "little party" she was going to throw was going to be this popular. There were multiple kids, because in Liz's mind, anyone under 35 was a kid, and were hanging around drinking beers and the so-called "Jungle Juice" that her daughter's boyfriend and ex-boyfriend brought. Liz was fondly recalling the days of when her daughter was dating David, her daughter's old sweetheart. David was sweet to Jasmine, always bringing her gifts and just being a great guy to her. But now, her daughter was dating a brute of a man, Thomas, a senior at Jasmine's university and star wrestler. He was nice, but also a barbarian. He loved his crass jokes and was very open with the PDA with Jasmine. Although Liz had warned Jasmine about certain boys, it seems that Jasmine was just going to make her own mistakes in life. Liz was now standing at the entrance of the barn, keeping an eye on everything that was happening. Her husband had gone around to the back of the barn to triple check that no one was going into his things he had back there, mostly to make sure no one hurt themselves on anything.
Liz was scanning the dance floor now, seeing all the couples together including her daughter and Thomas. She also so Thalia, Jasmine's best friend, grind on her new boyfriend. Liz liked and loved Thalia, but these past 2 years, ever since going off to university, she didn't like the way Thalia looked at Benny. Liz knew how attractive Benny was and knew he wouldn't cheat on her, but she still didn't trust the blonde girl. Liz only entertained these thoughts because she had admitted to herself that Thalia was absolutely gorgeous, and was different from Liz in many ways. Although Liz kept herself in great shape, she didn't have that fat ass or big tits that Thalia had. Liz had began to doubt her looks recently as she had gotten older. And having such a beautiful daughter with an absolutely gorgeous friend was making Liz a bit self conscious.
Liz was thinking of this as she saw Lawrence make his way to the Jungle Juice table with a scowl on his face. Poor Lawrence, Liz thought, he had always been hung up on Thalia. If he only knew how her daughter had a crush on him right after her break up with David. Lawrence would have been a much better fit for Jasmine than Thomas.
Feeling parched, Liz went over to the Jungle Juice table. She saw Lawrence walk away with three cups, hoping that the young man would share it with some others. She got to the table and reached down for a glass when she saw a hand reach down for the same glass.
"Whoa Mrs. Glass, I don't think you should be having those. They are really strong," said Thomas with a scared look in his eye. Behind Thomas, Luke had come up and was looking equally concerned. The boys shared a look before looking back at her. "I just think you should go for a beer, you know, nothing too strong. We drink a lot all the time, so we can handle this stuff." Thomas was now trying to steer Liz away from the table.
"I think I can handle it, gentleman. Now let go of me," Liz said in a firm manner. She reached back and grabbed the glass and began to drink it. Immediately she realized how fantastic and great the drink was. Her eyes stayed on the two boys as she downed the drink. She watched as the both swallowed and looked at each other one more time before Luke put a hand on Thomas' shoulder.
"She's right man. She's a big girl. Hell, I bet she can take us anytime," Luke said with a smile and laugh. He then reached across Liz to grab his own drink. Liz noticed just how big his arm was now, and how he smelled so enchanting.
"You're right man. My bad Mrs. Glass. I was just trying to look out for you. Don't want you getting too drunk and falling down now," Thomas said with a laugh as he grabbed his own drink. Liz was still looking at Luke, but she now turned to Thomas.
"I doubt I'll be falling down," she said as she went to refill her glass. She was regretting the tone she took earlier, now softening it as she spoke. "Besides, if I fall down, there are plenty of men who can pick me back up and take me inside." She was laughing as she said it, but oddly she felt her eyes fall to Lukes hands and arms.
"Of course Mrs. Glass. We'll be here if you need anything," Luke said with a smile. He and Thomas shared a smirk, as both gave mock bows to Liz and walked away. As they walked, Liz watched both's asses and they way the muscles moved beneath their tight shorts. Both were opposite each other, one white and one black, and Liz's mind went to what it would be like to have both of them take her to bed.
"Jesus Liz" she said out loud to herself. What the hell was into her, she thought. Liz went back to her post at the edge of the barn and kept watch again.
For the next few hours, nothing really happened. She had a few more of the Jungle Juices, and was starting to feel a bit tipsy herself. She was noticing how couples seem to be pairing off and going back to the house. Her and Benny were pretty sex positive, so it never bothered her to know couples were probably hooking up in her house. Her only rule was that no hooking up in her and Benny's room. The room where only they fucked, she thought. The room where she would ride him and use her rabbit as he pumped into her, she began to think.
"Whoah," Liz said. She was getting pretty worked up and realized that she needed to get to bed herself. It was only 1 a.m., but she realized she was done for the night. She had no worries about people leaving the party drunk, as they had plenty of rooms in the house and barn for people to sleep it off. Her main concern was where Benny had gotten off too. As she walked towards the house, she realized she hadn't seen him in a few hours. She got into the house and walked directly up to her room. She saw a few people in the kitchen eating and laughing, and she inwardly sighed, knowing she would have to clean up all the mess tomorrow as Jasmine would probably be sleeping off a major hangover.
She passed by the bathroom on the second floor and thought she heard a sigh come from behind the door. Liz slowed down as she passed and looked back and shut the door. Silently and quietly, she made her way back to the door. She had no idea why she was doing this, but she had the utmost desire to hear what exactly was going on. She could feel herself begin to get wet, and her mind was racing with thoughts of young bodings bending together and the passionate moans that came with it. Next to the door, she leaned against it and slowed her own breathing to hear better.
"Can I help?" She heard a timid voice ask. It sounded like a girl, scared or frightened almost.
"Yeah, you wanna do the same thing to me? I'm ok with uhhhhh....!" The other voice moaned halfway through the sentence. Liz herself almost gasped. It was another woman who was speaking. And she had mentioned Abby. Liz thought of the sweet, innocent girl who was valedictorian and loved to spend her time volunteering at the humane society. That sweet innocent girl was playing with another girl's pussy, Liz thought. Liz herself had a few experiences in college with other girls, and was now thinking about Abby's tongue doing what Liz had done all those years ago. I got to go, Liz thought. She had no idea what was going on with herself, but it wasn't her style to interrupt anyone experiencing a life changing moment. She had to get to bed and maybe a good night sleep to shake this feeling of extreme horniness she had. Or maybe Benny could come back to the room and give her what she so desperately needed apparently.
Liz had barely changed into some running shorts and a faded top before she fell asleep on top of her bed, without even moving the covers.
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Liz woke up gasping for air. Her body was on fire, heat radiating from all her extremities. And more importantly, it was radiating from her vagina. She looked around, saw that there was no Benny. What the fuck, she thought. Her horniness was out of control and she was in desperate need of an orgasm. She got up and went to the drawer, to where her toys were hidden beneath her underwear. But they were all gone. Both dildo's and rabbit were gone. She was angry, but the horniness was overriding the anger. If she had an orgasm, she would be fine. And she realized her fingers weren't going to do the job. She needed Benny and she needed his cock now.
Liz went to their bathroom that was attached to the bedroom, thinking that maybe Benny was in there instead. No one was in the bathroom, so she decided to explore the house to find him. She left her room, and went to the second floor bathroom, just down the hall from her bedroom. Her pussy was still soaking wet, and seemed to be getting wetter and wetter. It almost defied nature at this point, she was thinking, but then she was again overwhelmed with another wave of lust. She got to the door and tested the door handle and found it unlocked. She slowly opened the door, remembering what she had heard earlier. Inside, she saw two girls on the floor. One completely naked and one half clothed. One was Abby, with her soft body, not curvy, just not toned like hers, wrapped up in the arms of the gothic girl from earlier in the evening. Claire was her name, Liz thought, as she looked at the girl's tits that were hanging out of her top. Tattoo's covered the top of her chest, and Claire's nipples were pierced with what looked like horns. Liz wondered what nipples with a piercing would taste like. She was thinking of what it would be like to lick Abbys pussy, with its tiny bush covering her sweet pussy. Liz was beginning to rub her own pussy through her shorts. The nylon fabric of the shorts were rubbing her clit just right, as she gazed upon the bodies of the lovers.
Creak.
Liz quickly turned around and put her back to the door. She was scared she had been caught masturbating to a couple of passed out girls, but no one was there. She heard creak again, realizing it was coming from downstairs somewhere. She quickly and quietly shut the door, rational thought overriding her lust of joining the two girls. Maybe Benny was the one moving around downstairs. She quietly made her way down the stairs, excitement again building up in her as the fear abated. No one was in the kitchen this time. She made her way into the living room as she heard voices come from the front porch. She got to the entry hall and noticed the door was wide open. She got to the doorway, and before she exited, she heard the voices and stopped.
"Damn man, that was a strong mixture tonight. I think we might have fucked up," the voice said. It was definitely masculine and Liz had heard it before, but she just couldn't quite place it.
"I know. I was so caught up in the night that I kept losing track of time. Fucking Jazz is gone off with Thalia, which means shes probably somewhere fucking either her ex or some other fucking loser," the second voice exclaimed. Liz realized that the second voice was Thomas, her daughter's boyfriend. "That Goth girl took the nerd upstairs. It looked like she was about to show her the dark side," he said with a laugh.
"Yeah, those two fucking rednecks were tag teaming that tall girl in the back of that truck. I wander what they had to do to get that girl to bang them, those ugly fucks," the first voiced laugh. "I just can't believe both Jasmine's parents drank from that batch man. Fuck, if only I could be there when it kicks in with Mrs. Glass. Give her this fucking cock man." Liz gasped aloud, realizing the first voice was that of Luke, the muscle bound boyfriend of Thalia.
"Who's there?" Thomas exclaimed in alarm as he made his way from the side of the porch to the front door.
Liz now saw the hulking figure come towards her, the moonlight bright enough to show every curve of every muscle on his body that was exposed. Her lust was once again flowing through her as she stepped onto the porch and put her hand against Thomas' chest. Luckily, she became rational again and began to demand answers with a pointed finger instead of caressing his chest.
"What the hell is going on here? Where's my daughter Thomas? Where is my husband?" Liz demanded. She was now looking at both men, no longer kids she thought, as they stared down on her. Thomas looked at Luke and gave the man a shrug.
"Tell her Luke. Who cares..." Thomas said as he leaned against the house behind Liz.
