(Lainie) I have included a header saying that mine can be posted on free access sites.(amy_brett) Lots of stories have that, but it takes initiative t...at we really don't feel we should exercise.(Mindy) Amy, I think stories posted to the list that say archive anywhere that is free belong on Nifty.(Lainie) I would say that too, I am going to include Nifty as one of the archives listed by name in my headers. :)(amy_brett) Maybe I'll surprise the archivist then and start dumping stuff on him! *Hee. On a Thursday. At nearly eight-thirty to be more exact. I had been walking in the county park located about a mile or so from our new home and I was just starting back when I heard a slight sound behind me. I turned and saw a boy about my age rapidly approaching on a bike. Not anyone I knew, of course, but there was something about him which drew my eyes to lock on his oncoming figure. I stood frozen for the several seconds it took for him to reach me and just managed a smile as he passed. He. Again. Her short blond hair was mussed up around her face, mascara smudged around her closed eyes, her naked body curled up next to him. This was the third time in as many weeks he had woken up next to someone he couldn’t remember their name, let alone what they had done. Staring up at the ceiling he tried to remember. He remembered leaving the office, going to celebrate the winning of another customer with the guys. He remembered going from one club to another and dancing in a crowd, the music. I felt her pussy completely slick with her juices. My cock slid in with ease. I started slamming my cock into her, as she continued to suck my friend. She immediately started cumming! Opening his eyes to see what was going on, he would look at me fucking her, then close his eyes and fuck her mouth some more. My wife stopped sucking his cock and started stroking it really fast. I knew he was about to cum, so I stopped fucking her, so she could get him off. Plus I wanted to watch her make him.