StumblingFillies

  Her boyfreind had an older brother, who got him plenty of alcohol for Prom night. His parents were away for the weekend, so he picked her up early. Then they went back to his place. Quickly he poured her a glass of Champagne.  By the time they went out back to take photos, she was drunk. “Thiss shampain is grade.  Ihwuzz gonna wait till affer prom t' fffuck yoo, buddiff were gonna mayke it t' prom, yoo'd benner fffuck me here,” she slurred as she reached to pull the left strap off her dress.  Foolishly, her young boyfreind dropped the camera, and moved forward to help her disrobe, and proceed to fuck the future prom queen, without getting any more photos

  It was the last day of school. 18 year old Milena was free of the restrictive catholic school, save for graduation next Monday. As soon as the last bell rang, Milena ran out to her hiding spot along the bike path. She promptly pulled out a big bottle of vodka, and took a large drink. Then she lit a joint.  “Oh, Yah,” she remarked as she exhaled. The young teen smoked and drank. Soon she was feeling no pain, drunk and high. Feeling naughty, she declared, “I donn haveta ware pannies isf i donn wanna,” and she proceeded to pull her panties off. This effort revealed to her how drunk and high she was. As she pulled them off, she fell to the ground. Laying on the ground, with a joint between her fingers, she flung her panties away.

  Your step mom was drunk and stoned, and it wasn’t even 7am yet. So wasted she could barely keep her eyes open, and her tits had fallen out her shirt. You had to wonder when the last time her mug had actually held just coffee, no alcohol. Regardless, you figured it was time to upgrade her to a “World’s Greatest Mom” mug, that would never see coffee without alcohol.  “Oh, hi sweetie,” she said before she emptied her mug and sat it down with a thud.  “Morning mom, would you like me to get you another cup?,” you ask. “Thad wooud be grade sweetie” she slurs. As you pick it up, she says, “c'n yoo be a dear ann pud a li'l wiskey in it?” “No problem.” As you made her whiskey with a splash of coffee, the way you knew she liked it, she asked, “Yoo wann me t' dribe yoo t' sshool today sweetie?” “Mom, it's Sunday-Mothers Day. There’s no school. Besides, you're wasted, you can't drive.” “Oh, gooond.  I coud dribe, bud i'd razzer nod.  Way minnn, yoo sai...

  Elli liked to celebrate Cinco de Mayo with lots of Tequila and Margaritas. Drinko de Mayo, she called it. By lunch, the long haired beauty was drunk. She staggered into the living room, Jose Cuevo bottle in one hand, Margarita in the other. She sat each on the back of the couch, and then pulled her white shirt off, knocking her pink sombrero off in the process. Afterwards, she tossed the shirt aside, put her hat back on, and enjoyed the cool air of the air conditioning on her bare tits. Elli then picked up her margarita, and took another sip. She put it down beside the Jose Cuevo, as the booze hit her, and she leaned drunkenly forward. Her hair tickled her tits. Elli then tossed back her hair, and drank down all of the margareta. She returned the glass to the kitchen. Then she returned and drunkenly played with her small tits. After a while, she opened the Jose Cuevo. She drank straight from the bottle.