Finding Mom at the party

Two hours later, you're getting your dick sucked on Jake Clarkson's back patio. Unusually, the girl between your legs isn't Mom: it's a petite college student named... Well, you never actually asked her name. You saw the tube top and two-inch skirt she was wearing, figured she was soliciting donations, and gave her a gentle push to her knees.

"Gugh... Gugh... Gu--MMMGH!" A few feet away a couple of her friends are on their phones, trying not to watch as you encourage the girl to go just a few inches deeper... Or maybe they're just on the lookout for another guy to drain.

There's a certain kind of girl that's overrepresented at college parties, these days. They go by many names: jizzfishers, brainsluts, ballwarmers... They're generally high-achieving college students, since lately it's hard for a young lady to keep her grades up if she's not willing to suck a cock or ten every weekend. They're also not the most attractive bunch, on average, since more conventionally-beautiful women can get easy access to spooge via traditional methods like dating apps. You're lucky to have snagged a hot one that's willing to suck you off in public like this!

Hell, even among plainer girls, trawling for dick isn't universal. Plenty of young ladies are still just a little too proud to whore themselves out like that. They stick with their partners, or try to keep things more clinical (though that's quickly becoming difficult: thank God for the law of supply and demand).

Speaking of supply and demand: this party seems to have more girls than boys milling around, despite the fact that the host is a guy. A few notable faces are missing, including Jake and your brother... Where the hell are all the dudes?

Oh, right. Guess word's gotten around, huh? Maybe I should check in with them...

You give your cockwarmer a little push on the shoulder, and she gratefully leans back to take a breath--But her relieved expression turns sour when you tell her your plans:

"Sorry, but I can't seem to, uh... Sorry. See you later, maybe?" With that, you zip up and head inside, making a beeline for the stairs as the girl huffs, wipes her mouth, and rejoins her friends.

The upstairs hall certainly has a more reasonable guy/gal ratio... But the jizzfishers up here are no more succesful. The guys all look satisfied--Hell, some are downright drained. You see a couple of happy guys leaving the master bedroom, still fumbling with their open belts as they laugh and chat with one another.

You approach and give them a nod. "How's it going in there?"

"Oh, dude, you've gotta try her," one of them blurts out. "She's like a fucking pornstar, and so dumb. I haven't nutted that hard in... Well, ever."

"I've had the pleasure," you reply with a grin. "I'm Marcus. You just met my mom--And my brother, I guess."

"Oh, shit! Thanks for bringing her, dude," the other guy says. "I thought it'd just be a few brainsluts, maybe Jake's sister... Didn't expect a supermodel."

As they stagger off, you let yourself into the bedroom.