Vodka: Black Cherry

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Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age.

This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes.

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"You ask him."

"Nuh uh; I asked the last guy. YOU ask him."

"Come on, Alina," Gavin St. Charles heard two girls urgently whispering to one another as he rounded the corner, entering the 'Beer & Spirits' aisle of the Burns & Burns Grocers grocery store.

Looking over from the display of St. Elizabeth Lager in long neck bottles, Gavin saw two young women, one with knee length strawberry blonde hair and the other with waist length whitish blonde hair standing by the end of the aisle. Both girls wore tee shirts stretched taut across their small chests and shorts that exposed stubby legs. The girl with the whitish blonde hair had a very delectable pair of buttocks that were exposed in the extreme shorts. He could see a plump camel-toe in the shorts of the strawberry blonde's shorts.

He put the case of St. Elizabeth Lager on the bottom of his grocery cart and slowly approached the two girls.

"Hey, uh, hi, uh, hey, you, you wouldn't buy us a uh, a bottle of vodka, huh?" the strawberry blonde asked after some nudging from the whitish blonde girl.

Gavin looked into her pale blue eyes and looked at the fifth of Nulough's Black cherry vodka in her hands. The other girl looked at him, her own pale blue eyes quite hopeful.

"Yeah? What's in it for me?" Gavin asked, grabbing a half-gallon bottle of Virgin Island Black Cherry Rum.

"I, what? What you want?" the first girl asked.

"We got ten bucks," the other girl offered.

"Ten? Seriously?" Gavin snorted. "I get caught buying that for you? I'm looking at at least ten, maybe twelve."

He had no idea how severe a penalty there was for buying alcohol for two underage girls. But, the tall, muscular oil field worker was willing to bet that neither one of these teens were legal scholars.

"I, what, what you want?" the strawberry blonde asked after she and her friend exchanged looks.

"How old are you?" Gavin asked, grabbing two quarts of Mark's black Cherry Liqueur and one quart of Mark's Vanilla Liqueur.

"I'm eighteen," the strawberry blonde admitted.

"Me too," the other girl said.

"Piece of ass," Gavin said.

"What?" the second girl squealed.

Both girls looked around, worried that someone might have heard their exclamation. Then they both looked at Gavin, pleading looks on their cute faces.

"See, Becky's got this party," the strawberry blonde explained.

"It's tonight," the other girl said.

"And we just need..."

"And I just need to have a party of my own," Gavin said. "I just got in; fourteen days of no pussy and I'm 'bout to bust. So. Yes or no?"

"Both of us?" the whitish blonde asked.

"Both of y'all," Gavin affirmed.

"Alina!" the strawberry blonde hissed, scandalized.

"Hey, I ain't going be only one," Alina hissed.

"Yes? Or..." Gavin asked, already pushing his cart to the end of the aisle.

"Bitch," the strawberry blonde hissed before saying, "Okay. Yeah, me too."

"Okay. Y'all give me that," Gavin said, reaching for the bottle of vodka. "Then go wait outside; I'm not having security see me getting this for you."

Outside, the May air was already heavy with humidity. Gavin stepped out into the air and felt like he'd not even taken a shower forty minutes earlier. Immediately, the two girls were at his side, whispering urgently that he give them the fifth of vodka.

"After our party. AFTER," Gavin said forcefully. "You got a car here?"

"No, we, we live right back there," Alina said.

"And, you live with Momma and Daddy?" Gavin pressed, not really wanting to take these girls to his place.

"Well, yeah," Alina agreed, thinking that this was an odd question.

"All right; get in," Gavin sighed, unlocking his truck.

In the truck, he learned that the Strawberry blonde's name was Kari. Alina and Kari gave him their last names but he forgot their names the moment they said it.

At his apartment, he herded them into the apartment and put the first of his grocery bags onto the kitchen counter. Three more trips and he had everything in. Alina and Kari sat on his couch, watching his progress and whispering urgently to one another but not offering to help.

"Moving in?" Alina asked, indicating the numerous cardboard boxes.

"Yeah," Gavin lied, showing them that he had indeed bought the fifth of Nulough's Cherry vodka.

"He rummaged around and found three twelve ounce plastic tumblers. Eyeballing the amount, he put two jiggers of Virgin Island Black Cherry Rum, two jiggers of Mark's Black Cherry Liqueur and a jigger of Mark's Vanilla Liqueur into each glass. Dropping two ice cubes into the glasses, he handed the drinks to Kari and Alina, then plopped down into his recliner with the third glass.

"Mm!" Kari approved of the drink.

"Mm, what, what this is?" Alina asked.

"Yeah, you can tell us fixing graduate from Kimble Academy, huh?" Kari teased her friend.

"Shut up," Alina said, giggling.

"As nice as this is," Gavin said, using his toe to work his cowboy boot from his left foot.

"I uh..." Kari said, blue eyes wide as she watched Gavin slip his cowboy boots from his feet.

His short sleeve western wear snap button shirt was quickly unsnapped and removed.

Alina gulped her drink, blue eyes staring as Gavin undressed.

The man was handsome; curly blond hair that reached the collar of his shirt, strong square face with regal nose and straight white teeth. His eyes were a hazel color that seemed made for his tanned skin. His chest was muscular and his arms were muscular as well.

Since Alina was four foot eleven, most men were taller than her. She was terrible at guessing heights but figured Gavin was at least six feet tall.

"Well?" Gavin snapped, hand on his large belt buckle.

"Huh?" Kari squeaked, blue eyes wide.

"Piece of ass," Gavin reminded them.

"Huh? Oh! I uh..." Kari stammered, gulping her drink.

Alina and Kari shared a panicked look. Then, Alina shut her eyes for a moment, then wiggled out of her tee shirt. Her braless breasts bounced once when released from the confines of the taut tee shirt.

"Nice. Like little cupcake titties like that," Gavin praised.

"They're a B," Alina defended.

"They're nice," Gavin agreed.

"They're not little. Kari has little ones," Alina snapped as she slid her flip flops off of her small feet.

"They're not..." Kari shrilled.

Gavin made a loud cracking sound with his belt. That loud retort silenced the bickering.

Standing, Alina turned her back on the male in the room as she unzipped her denim cutoffs.

"Aw yeah," Gavin praised, looking at Alina's chunky buttocks as she slid her shorts down.

"Come on, Kari," Alina ordered.

Kari set her tumbler onto a cardboard box and slowly pulled her tee shirt up and off. Her breasts were smaller than Alina's breasts, but her areolae and nipples were slightly larger. She slipped her flip flops from her feet and stood on shaky legs.

"I get another?" Alina asked, holding her tumbler up.

Gavin smirked; Alina was seated on the couch, legs crossed in an effort to hide her pretty little pussy. The hairs on her sex were a very light blonde in color but her thighs blocked any further enjoyment of her charms.

"Me too?" Kari begged, unzipping her khaki shorts.

Again, Gavin eyeballed the measurement of Black Cherry Rum, Black Cherry Liqueur and Vanilla Liqueur. He gently swirled the liquid in the two glasses to blend the alcohol together as he carried the two glasses into the crowded living room.

The two girls said nothing as they reached out for the glasses.

"So; who first?" Gavin asked, sliding his jeans down over his long legs.

"Her," both Kari and Alina said, gawking at Gavin's thick, angry looking cock.

"We uh, we do this in your bedroom?" Alina asked.

"Yeah, yeah, good idea," Gavin said, knowing how uncomfortable the carpet could be on his knees.

The two girls followed him down the small hallway. The kitchen was on the left and a small door was shut on the right. Alina was busily watching Gavin's tight backside and ignored the door. Kari assumed that the closed door was the bathroom.

The harsh overhead light made both girls grimace. Looking around, they could see more cardboard boxes strewn about. Two of the boxes were open, half-filled with clothing.. Gavin turned a bedside lamp on then shut off the offending overhead light. He then nodded at the made bed.

"That's a pretty comforter," Kari complimented.

"Thanks; it was my mother's," Gavin admitted.

"Got good taste," Alina offered.

"Yeah, yeah she did," Gavin nodded. "Now. Who first?"

Alina seemed to decide and sat on the bed. She took a hefty gulp of her drink, then looked for someplace to put the tumbler. Gavin silently pointed to the opposite side of the bed where a second bedside table sat.

"Turn that light on, huh?" Gavin ordered as Alina placed the tumbler onto the table.

He watched her chubby backside as she did twist the knob of the second lamp. Then she rolled onto her back and waited.

Gavin could see that Alina was not aroused. Her plump pubic mound was tight; the light blonde hairs were dry to the touch. Attempting to worm a finger into her slit was difficult and her somewhat cute face showed her discomfort with his efforts.

Grabbing her knees, Gavin spread her legs and placed his mouth directly onto her slit. He licked and sucked at her folds until he could feel some moisture. Whether that moisture was his saliva or her excitement, he could not tell.

Using his thumbs to open her, Gavin could taste that his efforts were having some effect. He located her clitoris and nipped lightly at the nub. Her gasp and shudder made him smile.

He licked, sucked, and nipped at her inner folds and nub until she was hunching her crotch against his smooth shaven face. When she was on the brink of orgasm, Gavin wiggled forward and thrust his six and a half inches of thick manhood into her with one forceful lunge.

Her stubby legs and slim arms wrapped around him and she barked out in climax. Gavin ground his teeth; her warmth engulfed his cock, squeezing and milking him, trying to coax his semen from him.

Looking over, Gavin saw a wide eyed Kari watching them. Her left hand was squeezing her right breast and her left hand was between her legs.

Alina barked out a second climax as Gavin thrust in and out of her. She looked up in confusion as Gavin wiggled backward, pulling his cock from her wet sex.

"On them knees," Gavin ordered.

"Huh?" both Alina and Kari asked.

Gavin grabbed Alina's lush hips and twisted her onto her belly. She got the idea and rose up on hands and knees.

"Mmng!" she grunted when Gavin thrust into her from behind.

Gavin saw her cute little pucker wink at him. He wet his middle finger in his mouth and traced her rosebud with the tip of his finger.

"Augh!" Alina grunted when Gavin forced the tip of his finger into her anus.

"Umm!" she grunted as he slid his finger into her rectum.

Gavin could feel her rectal muscles working to expel the intruder. But Alina did not tell him to stop. She let out a little squeak when he rotated his finger in her depths, let out a little grunt when he began to withdraw the finger from her rectum.

"Ever had anal?" Gavin asked, then groaned and pumped his semen into her pussy.

"No," Alina gasped out, then barked in climax.

"Really? Got the ass for it," Gavin praised when he caught his breath.

"Is that what you was doing?" Alina asked. "Where, where's the bathroom?"

While Alina was ensconced in his bathroom, Gavin toyed with Kari's small breasts, sucking kisses from her plump lips. He also thrust two, then three fingers into her pussy, eliciting gasps and grunts from her. He then had her lie on her back and began feasting on her sex.

"I oh, he, he's good," he heard Kari grunt.

Looking over, he saw Alina standing, watching as he and Kari played. He jerked his head to where Kari had been lying and Alina scurried around the bed and got onto the bed. Lying on her side, she resumed watching Gavin and her friend.

Because he'd already ejaculated, Gavin was able to lick, finger then fuck Kari to three squealing orgasms. Flipping her onto her knees, Gavin fingered her resisting anus while hammering her from behind. Finally, he pumped a load of semen into her pussy, then collapsed onto the bed.

Kari needed the bathroom as well. Gavin realized he had a pretty full bladder and cursed that Kari seemed to take an inordinate amount of time in his bathroom.

Just when he was about to hurry into the kitchen to use the trash can, Kari opened the door of the bathroom. Gavin did not bother closing the door as he flung the toilet seat up and emptied his bladder.

Both girls were still in the bed, drinking their second drinks and whispering and giggling. Gavin pivoted on his heel and entered his bathroom once more.

The half -used jar of petroleum jelly, neglected for many months sat on the bottom shelf of the bathroom cabinet.

"When he demanded 'who first?' with the jar of petroleum jelly in hand, he was surprised when Kari immediately drained her drink and rolled onto hands and knees.

"Shoulders to the bed," Gavin crooned, pushing her to the bed. "Now, reach back here and..."

She gasped, squeaked, and gurgled as he applied lubrication to her shiny rosebud. Alina watched, blue eyes unblinking as Gavin greased her friend's rectum. Her blue eyes opened even wider as he pressed his greased cockhead to Kari's anus.

"I augh, I, oh, oh fuck!" Kari cried out, anus clamping down.

Her fingers dug into her pudgy buttocks. Gavin could see the white marks where her fingers pressed firmly into her flesh as she tried to hold her anus open.

The heat was incredible. The tight ring of flesh resisted, attempting to squeeze shut as he pushed his plum shaped head into her struggling anus.

Suddenly, the ring of flesh flowered open and Gavin had to hold himself steady. He'd almost fallen forward as her anus opened. He could feel Kari's muscles resisting, squeezing, trying to push against him as he slowly pushed into her bowels.

"I, oh, oh God, you, I fuck!" Kari shrieked out.

Gavin felt the spray of her climax on his thighs. She shuddered and shook and grunted unintelligible sounds for a moment while he held himself still.

"What, what's it feel like?" Alina whispered, her fingers a blur on her crotch.

"I, like, like I got to take the biggest shit ever," Kari groaned, voice strangled.

"It hurt?" Alina whispered but Kari did not answer.

When his cock was fully in her struggling rectum, Gavin lightly swiveled his hips. Kari panted, fingers still pulling at her buttocks.

"You can let go; I'm all the way in you," Gavin whispered,

"You, you like it?" Alina questioned as Kari weakly got onto hands and knees.

"I, I don't know," Kari gurgled, then gasped as Gavin reached around and grabbed her small breasts.

"I, yes! Yes, I, I like, I love it!" Kari squealed when Gavin reached down and diddled her clitoris.

"Fuck!" Gavin groaned; he'd made the mistake of looking down to watch his cock sliding in and out of Kari's ass.

He jerked wildly, pumping a load of semen into Kari's guts. They both slid to the soft mattress when Gavin collapsed on top of her. Finally, Gavin was able to heft himself up. Kari moaned as he wiggled backward, pulling his semi-erect cock from her swollen and stretched anus.

He was in the bathroom, using one of his face cloths to clean his slimy cock when Kari burst into the bathroom. She mumbled an apology as she slammed the seat down and flopped onto the toilet.

Gavin shut the door to give her some privacy and returned to the bedroom. Alina held up her plastic tumbler and Gavin again prepared two drinks. He and Alina were reclining on the bed, kissing and talking when Kari finally left the bathroom. She smiled weakly and accepted the drink. When Kari lay back against the mound of pillows, Alina took a hefty gulp of her drink and put her drink onto the end table. She then rolled onto her knees and assumed the position.

"I, erk, ah, this, that, that just feels..." Alina gurgled as Gavin's greasy finger pushed into her resisting bowels.

Kari guzzled her drink as she watched her best friend being fingered. Gavin gave the cute girl a smile as he again greased his slowly reviving cock.

"Erk!" Alina barked out as Gavin pushed his cock into her bowels.

"She barked as the head of his cock managed to push past her resisting sphincter muscle. Gavin could feel her greasy ring gripping his cock tightly. He could feel the walls of her rectum squeezing, pulsing trying to force him out of her unbelievable heat and tightness. He smiled to himself as he heard Alina panting like a dog that had just run a great distance.

"You can let go now," Gavin murmured as he was imbedded fully inside of her.

"I, augh, I, I don't think I can," Alina moaned.

With a shrug, Gavin fucked her struggling, squirming bowels. She remained on her knees and shoulders, hands tightly gripping, tugging at her fleshy buttocks as Gavin hammered her with long powerful strokes. Suddenly, she barked out in climax and her hands fell away from her buttocks. She lay, propped up by her knees, drool escaping her lips as Gavin fucked her.

"Go God," she barked out again as a second climax shook her limp frame.

"Mother of..." Gavin groaned, pumping a few dribbles of semen into her bowels.

Again, he needed to clean his cock. He left the bathroom door wide open in case Alina needed to use the facilities. He managed to thoroughly clean himself, then wondered if the two beers he'd put into the freezer were cold enough to drink yet.

Returning to his bedroom, he saw that Alina had not moved; nor had Kari. His semen dribbled and oozed from Alina's stretched, raw anus, dribbling along Alina's splayed pussy lips.

"Hey, you okay?" Gavin softly asked, rubbing Alina's smooth back.

"Uh huh. Can't move," the blonde slurred.

"That clock right?" Kari suddenly asked, pointing to Gavin's digital alarm clock.

"Yeah," Gavin agreed, checking his heavy Omega Sports wristwatch against the time showing on the clock.

"Alina, we going get to Becky's party we need leave pretty soon," Kari reminded her friend.

"Becky's... Oh, oh yeah, shit," Alina agreed, rousing herself and sitting up.

A panicked look came to her face and she scrambled over Kari to get to the bathroom. She did not close the door, just flopped down and began grunting. Gavin wrinkled his face in disgust as he shut the door to the bathroom.

Kari and Gavin dressed in the living room; where they had left their clothes. Gavin shook his head in refusal when Kari asked about another drink.

"Really want to walk in your mommy's house all drunk and shit?" Gavin asked as they heard the toilet flush.

"Yeah, you right," Kari agreed.

Halfway through wiggling into her denim shorts, Alina again raced to the bathroom. Gavin fought down his impatience; he was hungry and had no desire to feed either one of these girls. But he was not crass enough to eat in front of them without offering them a bite to eat.

"Ready?" Gavin asked as Alina made her way from the bathroom, pale and sweaty.

"Yeah," Alina whispered.

Kari grabbed the fifth of Nulough's Black Cherry vodka and attempted to secrete the bottle in her purse. Gavin supposed, if neither parent were very observant, she might make it past them.

They gave him directions to the small, neat homes behind the Kimble Burs & Burns Grocers grocery store. Most of the homes were older wooden homes, a few were slightly newer brick models. The neighborhood was neat, orderly, and well-maintained. It was a typical lower middle-class neighborhood.

In front of the home Alina indicated, Gavin waited for the girls to get out. The two girls stammered and stuttered, apparently waiting for something from Gavin.

"Okay, well, listen, y'all ever need me to get y'all some more vodka..." Gavin finally said.

"Yeah, we know where you live," Kari smiled.

"See you," Alina said but still waited.

Gavin leaned over and softly kissed her. She finally opened the door and climbed out. Kari also climbed out after Gavin kissed her.

"Fucking stupid cunts," Gavin thought as he drove back to his apartment.

He entered his bedroom and grunted at the overwhelming odor of sex. Kari's glass was empty but Alina's glass was still half full of the potent concoction he'd prepared for them. Gavin put a frozen pizza into the oven and drank Alina's drink. He then grabbed one of the beers from the freezer and sighed happily; it was ice cold.

In the morning, Gavin finished packing everything in the apartment. At eight o'clock, he rented a box truck from Huvall's Texaco and went to the homeless shelter. He hired two men that did not look strung out and returned to his apartment.

Three days later, Gavin pulled up in front of what had been his mother's home in Commonstead, New Jersey. Entering the home, Gavin sighed in frustration. Apparently, the renters had not taken their thirty days' notice to vacate very well. The properties management company sent a representative out and together she and Gavin catalogued the damage to the property.

"Okay, you need anything," Roberta Strickler said, large brown eyes peering up at him as she rested a hand on his muscular forearm.

The way the cute African-American woman stressed the word 'anything' left very little doubt in Gavin's mind what the young woman meant. He smiled as he watched her juicy rear end walk away, imagining a few 'anything's' he'd like to do to her.

It had taken the insurance company over twelve months to finally pay his mother's insurance policy; she'd committed suicide. Gavin knew the two hundred and fifty thousand would not last long, but it would last long enough for him to relax for a while. It would last long enough that there was no sense of urgency to obtain gainful employment.

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"You ain't going believe this shit," Alina complained when Kari opened the front door of her home.

"What?" Kari asked, waving her hand to get Alina to lower her voice.

"Becky's brother?" Alina whispered as she entered the cool interior of Kari's home.

"Robert?" Kari groaned, thinking of Becky's fraternal twin brother. "What did that butt head do?"

"Told their parents," Alina hissed. "Party? Forget about it; there ain't no party now."

Neither Kari nor Alina thought of the fact that they'd fucked a total stranger for a fifth of vodka that they no longer needed. In Kari's room, they flopped onto Kari's neatly made bed and whispered to one another about the cancelled party, what they had planned to do at the party.

"Fuck! Cropper? Would have..." Kari admitted.

"Would have let him...?" Alina asked, jabbing Kari's pudgy buttock with a finger.

"He wanted to," Kari agreed and both girls squealed.

"Alina, Sweetie, you staying for supper?" Kari's mother asked, peeking into the bedroom.

"No ma'am," Alina smiled. "My mom's making her chicken tacos."

"Aw!" Kari fussed. "Chicken tacos?"

News about the cancelled party got around. A few of the athletes were definitely not happy with Robert Couvillion for tattling to his parents about the planned party and decided they'd exact some revenge on behalf of everyone. They did 'rock, paper, scissors' to determine who would call Robert and invite him to Brick's Pizzeria & video arcade. Trent Comer won/lost and called Robert.

"Yeah, sure," Robert agreed readily enough.

They just 'happened' to run into two of their school friends in the arcade and the four young men played a few games. Then, Cropper Stitts hinted that he had some Nulough's Black Cherry Vodka in his car; Kari had given it to him.

"Yeah, got it for that stupid party," Cropper said.

"YEAH?" Trent asked.

"Yeah, but shit," Cropper said, then brightened. "Hey, y'all, y'all want to..."

The field behind the visitor's bleachers of the Kimble Academy football field was lined on three sides by thick pine forests. The four young men got out of the two cars and sat on the hoods of the two cars, passing the bottle back and forth while also passing tall tales. Each young man insisted their tales were true; right hand to God.

"You know, someone said that... Shit; what's her name, that Estelle girl was planning be there," Cropper said.

"Yeah? She's kind of cute," Trent agreed.

"Alina. I'd fuck the shit out of Alina," Wade said.

"Yeah," Robert agreed.

"Becky," Trent said. "Way she's been acting? Pretty sure one or two drinks? She'd be wrapping them lips around my..."

"Hey, come on man; that's my sister," Robert protested, laughing as he shuddered from the harsh taste of the alcohol coursing down his throat.

"But, shit ain't going happen, huh?" Trent said.

"Yeah, 'cause some pussy ran around, shooting off his mouth," Cropper agreed.

"So, since we don't get to fuck them stupid cunts..." Wade said, gripping Robert's arm tightly.

"Huh?" Robert croaked.

"Looks like you going have be our cunt tonight," Cropper said, unbuttoning his jeans.

"Hey, guys, look, I..." Robert yelped as Trent jerked Robert's jeans and briefs down his spindly legs.

"Aw look," Cropper mocked, pointing to Robert's small cock and balls.

The three athletes laughed as Robert's cock quickly swelled to four inches. Wade pushed Robert onto his knees and Cropper stepped up, cock slowly swelling to full erection.

"God damn; thing the little bitch likes it," Wade commented as Robert greedily sucked Cropper's cock.

"Yeah," Cropper groaned, already close to ejaculation from Robert's enthusiastic blow job.

"Ack!" Robert grunted as he felt a lobule of spittle strike his anus.

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The young man opened the door to find two very cute girls standing in front of his apartment. The strawberry blonde looked at him, then tried to look past him into the interior of the apartment.

"Hi uh, Gavin, Gavin here?" the girl with the whitish blonde hair asked.

"Real tall, good looking? Blond hair?" the strawberry blonde asked, even holding her hand above her head to indicate what she meant by real tall.

"No, no; I been living here three months now," Broderick Carruthers said, smiling softly at the two pretty girls. "But damn! Who was this Gavin guy? I mean, all these beautiful girls coming here, looking for him?"

"All these..." Alina said, dismayed.

"Beautiful girls?" Kari smiled, pleased with herself.

"Fuck! I'm, he's, he's the daddy of..." Alina whimpered, arms encircling her barely noticeable baby bump.

"I uh, well, uh, yeah, but my dad would be yelling at me for air conditioning the entire neighborhood by now, leaving the door open like this," Broderick smiled. "So..."

"Yeah, my dad would be yelling 'close the damned door; think I'm made of money?'" Alina giggled.

"Y'all can either come on in; damn it's hot out here, huh?" Broderick invited. "I mean, I got some vodka; just bought some Black Cherry vodka and..."

"Okay," Kari agreed, still smiling at being called 'beautiful.'

"Can't drink. I'm pregnant," Alina said, following her friend into the cool, dark interior.

"YES!" Broderick gave a mental whoop and fist pump as he shut the door of his apartment.

One glass of 7-Up and Nulough's Black Cherry vodka and one glass of punch made from powdered drink mix later, Kari and Broderick were kissing while Alina was hungrily sucking Broderick's plump cock.

"Like anal?" Kari whispered and Broderick groaned, his semen pumping into Alina's mouth.

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Broderick did like anal. Alina proved that pregnant eighteen year old girls loved anal. Three months later, Kari also proved that pregnant girls loved anal. When his lease ran out, so did Broderick Carruthers.

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In Commonstead, New Jersey, Gavin St. Charles found out that Roberta Strickler liked the drink he called a Black Anal Cherry Buster. She liked it made with Nulough's Black Cherry vodka, claiming that rum gave her a horrendous hangover.

Gavin soon found out that Roberta was not willing to look the other way, or to forgive and forget when her man fucked another woman. While lying in a hospital bed recuperating from his stab wounds, Gavin picked up a sweet faced nurse. She also liked Black Anal Cherry Busters; liked the drink made with Albertson's Gin.

Gavin found out that Lori Ann Kossen was also not the 'Forgive and forget' type when she found him making Black Anal Cherry Busters for a giggly eighteen year old Latina, using Artigas Tequila. He decided that Commonstead, New Jersey was a dangerous place. Upon being released from the hospital for the second time, Gavin concluded he'd be better off moving to Honey Beach, California. The Gold Standard Real Estate sign was in the front yard before Roberta or Lori Ann were released from jail.

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No one knows where Robert Couvillion is. Equally puzzling, no one knows where Cropper moved to upon their graduation from Kimble Academy.

The End

**Author's Note: I write these stories for my pleasure; I post them here for your enjoyment.

I thank you for reading my stories. I especially thank those that take the time to leave comments, good and bad. I also thank those that take the time to rate my works, those that 'Favorite' my words.

This is one of those anomalies; there are no characters from any other JimBob44 story making an appearance in this tale.

Nulough's is pronounced 'New Lows.' In other words, if you are giving up the booty just for a fifth of this slop, you've reached new lows in your drinking.

Have a swell day. And some of you, have a swollen day.