StumblingFillies

  Memorial day weekend, everyone in the family meets at the lake house. Everyone-cousins you didn’t know you had. This year, one really stood out. Maria. Busty and curvy, when your grandfather introduced you, you could tell that she was already a bit tipsy and probably high. She hid it well, you were reasonably sure your grandfather didn't notice, as he explained how you were related, finally deciding you were 3rd cousins, once removed. Miria smiled at that, as did you.  Once your grandfather left the two of you, she promptly asked you, “Yer hod.  Wanna gow summwhere away frum everyone?” She didn’t wait for your response, heading over to the drinks cooler. You marveled at her big juicy ass as she bent over to get a couple of beer cans. You followed. As you stood beside her, Florida Georgia Line’s “I Love My Country,” Played on the radio. Maria sang along,  “Zzrink a beeer oud the c'n, liquor oud the boll how the gooond lord innenned it, yes he did i love my counnry...

  ”I canned beleive im finally graduatin', professor.  I coud't havve done it wiss oud yoo. I owe it alll t' yoo fer teashin' me how t' ged. nod ged zzzrunk zzzrinkin' alcaall,” your student slurred as she held up her fresh glass of champagne. “Thank you. But you deserve a lot of credit for all your hard studying. Now do as I thought you and drink it all down, and pour another.” “Ssangs professor.  Though the zzzrinkin' it wuz the mozz fun ssudyin' ive ever done.  whad i rember uhf it,” she remarked after she drank it down and struggled to pour another without spilling.

  Your best friends Annie and Clemintine had insisted on you taking them both to prom. As the evening began, Annie and Clementine were already a sight to see. Both of them were dressed in stunning silk gowns that shimmered. Annie's blue dress complemented her fiery red hair, and Clem's light purple dress clung to her like a glove. Their hair was perfectly styled, their makeup flawlessly applied. It was clear that they were ready for a night to remember.      You couldn't help but smile as you watched them giggling and chatting animatedly in the back seat. As soon as we pulled away from our parents' homes, you poured them each a glass of champagne. They were both clearly enjoying themselves, happy to be together and looking forward to the prom night ahead. I was grateful that I could be the one to share this special evening with my two best friends.      The limo driver navigated through the busy streets, you watched in awe as your best friends drank gl...

  “Whad d'you mean “are yoo gonna sshool liyke thad?” i wear my bikini unner thiss sweater ann shorss alla timme,” your step-daughter slurred, pulling her shorts down with her tumb, in response to you asking if she was going to school like that. You hadn’t really been asking about her outfit-sure her sweater was too short and her shorts too short but you knew the school was lenient on dress code. You were asking about her lack of sobriety. “Cupcake,” you said using her much disliked nickname, “that's not what I mean. You're drunk.” “Donn call me thad,” she snapped. “What, Drunk?” you asked the slurring, flushed faced, barely able to stand, hot mess before you. “Nooo, cupcake.  My name is Diovanna,” she clarified. “Ok, DIOVANNA, so you admit you're drunk?” you asked. She swayed as she pondered her response, before finally settling on, “Yes, a li'l.  Bud i c'n ssill gow t' sshool.  Iddizzz the lazz day.  Nooo won will care.” “I don’t know…” you told her. “Plee...

 

  “Happy cinco de mayo,” Gabby slurred, and pulled down her top to show her huge tetas . Her friends Jose, Tito, and Margarita, el Tres amigos , had gotten the blond chica muy borracha. For that, they were her amores .  “Welll, iss sunnay mornin' ann the sun in shinin' in my eye thaddizz open ann my hed is spinnin' wuz the life uhf the pardy i canned stopp grinnin' i hadda mush taqeela lazz night” she sag along to Shelly West, add libbing, “nod possible,” and opened the bottle in her hand and drank.

  It was that time of the year again in Louisville, Kentucky - the world-famous Kentucky Derby. For Austin Reign and Allison Parker, this event meant much more than just a horse race. It was an opportunity to dress up, get drunk, and have some slutty fun. Both Austin and Allison had been planning their outfits for weeks leading up to the derby. Austin had decided to go with a tight gray dress. Allison, on the other hand, had gone for a slightly more daring look. She had opted for a short, black, tight-fitting dress that accentuated her curves, paired with a pair of killer heels. It wouldn’t be the derby without hats, and both wore black ones purchased just for the race. As they arrived at the derby grounds, they were immediately hit with the electric atmosphere of the event. The air was filled with the sound of excited chatter, the clinking of glasses, and the occasional cheers from the crowd. Austin and Allison wasted no time in joining in on the festivities, making their way to t...