Normally I only use FOWNY on the weekends, but not this time. I came home from work on a Wednesday, all horned up. We had a new associate at my job, a hot blonde, all lips and tits. We hadn't even spoken with each other yet, but just the sight of her made me rock hard! I knew I couldn't wait until the weekend; I needed some relief now!
I lifted the lid on my laptop and clicked on my FOWNY shortcut. I entered my user number, and the familiar welcome screen popped up:
"WELCOME BACK TO FOWNY! Your one-stop shop for free sex with older women near you! When you are ready for your next hookup, click the Fuck Me Now button."
I clicked the big pair of pussy lips and the next prompt popped up: "When do you want to fuck?" I clicked ASAP.
"How far are you willing to travel?" Normally, I leave this at the default of Up to Ten Miles. But I didn't want to take the chance that there was nobody interested right now. I chose Up To Twenty Five Miles, just to boost my chances of getting a quick response.
"What sex acts are you interested in?"
I thought about Gloria, the new associate at work. Those big, kissable lips, and those luscious knockers, reminded me of getting some make-out action in the back seat of my parent's car, back when I was only eighteen. Only most of those sessions ended with me going home with a terminal case of blue balls! I also thought about the brief, but very intense kiss that I had with Bernice last week.
I scanned the list of activities, and saw that Kissing was one option. I ticked it. I also ticked Fucking. I didn't want to end up with blue balls tonight! I hit Submit.
"Thank you for your Fuck Request! Watch your text messages."
I turned toward my fridge to get a beer while I waited, but it was only a matter of seconds before my phone chirped.
"Cora has accepted your Fuck Request. Shared activities: Kissing, Fucking. Accept invitation?"
Wow, I thought, this Cora must be as horny as I am! I clicked Yes and the map to Cora's address popped up. I guess the beer will have to wait!
Ten minutes of driving had me pulling up to a large apartment building. The instructions had said to enter code 409. There was a keypad by the main entrance, so I typed it in. A buzzer indicated that the door was unlocked, so I yanked it open. I took the elevator to the fourth floor.
Cora was standing in the hallway next to the open door to her apartment. She was tall and slender, with smallish boobs, and long gray hair past her shoulders. She had a big, pretty smile and very red lipstick. There were crows-feet around her eyes, but they still twinkled with life. She had lines around her mouth, but her lips still looked extremely kissable. She was wearing a fuzzy pink sweater and grey slacks.
"Timothy! Come on in!" She reached out her hand. I took hold of it; it was cool and smooth. She pulled me into the condo and shut the door.
She held both my hands in hers and looked me up and down. "Well, you seem like a fine young man! I'm very glad you could come."
"I was a little surprised how quickly my Fuck Request got answered," I told her. "It was like you were sitting there waiting for a request to pop up."
She laughed. "Oh, not quite. You see, I really love to kiss, but it is so rarely requested. Everyone is in such a hurry to fuck! So I have a script on my login to automatically alert me when anyone requests kissing. I was just sitting down to do some knitting when the alert came, so I dropped everything to accept it."
Her lips certainly looked very kissable; moist and plump and red. "Good!" I told her. "I was thinking about all those late-night back seat make-out sessions when I was eighteen. Those were good times. Although I often went home with a severe case of blue balls."
"Well you don't have to worry about that tonight," she assured me. "You will be going home with very empty balls this time!"
She took a step toward me and put her arms around my neck. She moved her mouth close to mine. She smiled, and I smiled back. I put my arms around her waist. We hovered a moment, looking into each other's eyes. Then she pressed her closed lips to mine. We stood like that for a couple seconds, and then she parted her lips. I felt her tongue invading my mouth. We both turned our heads slightly so our faces were at right angles. I met her wet, wiggling tongue with my own, and they danced together like two puppies in a cardboard box. She tasted like orange sherbet.
Naturally my dick was starting to grow in my pants, and I'm sure she could feel it. I slid my hands down from her waist to her butt cheeks and slowly kneaded them. She seemed to like that. She responded by pressing her chest against mine, mashing her soft boobs into me. Our tongues continued to joust for several minutes. Then she broke away.
"You kiss very well," she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Surprisingly, her lipstick was still intact. She nodded her head toward a big cushy sofa. "Why don't we sit down? You can pretend you are back in that back seat."