They had been exchanging messages for so long, Dan couldn't believe the day had finally arrived. Almost a year in lockdown had been a challenge for everyone, in so many different ways, but for him the most frustrating thing was the waiting. He had been waiting since before the lock down began to meet up with her, but circumstances had not allowed them to just yet. But finally it was time.
For over a year the tension had been building between Dan and Melanie. He knew her from when he was a fresh faced eighteen year old and she was the barmaid of his local establishment, about thirty was Melanie at the time. He had fancied her wildly then, she was bubbly, flirtatious, with bright blue eyes and a massive chest that had once been in magazines when she was younger. Melanie had modelled, appeared in music videos and television, and most of that was down to her immense bust, on a tiny five foot five woman, a pair of double F cups certainly caught the eye.
But now Dan was thirty four, and Melanie was surely close to fifty. Her face had shown obvious signs of age from the days when she used to serve Dan drinks from behind the bar, but her chest was upright, firm, and as impressive as ever.
They had connected over social media just before the pandemic struck, and had agreed to meet up when suddenly the lockdown was enforced, and their plans like everyone else's went out of the window. Still they had maintained contact, messaging and calling a few times a week. Sometimes Mel would send him pictures of her massive tits, or short videos of her playing with herself, and Dan would always return the favour, masturbating for the camera and forwarding it onto her so that they could please theirselves together. They had masturbated mutually over the phone whilst telling each other of all the naughty things that were going to happen when they finally met up, and had even pleasures theirselves with the other watching over video call. The tension and passion has been kept simmering throughout.
And now the lockdown was over. People were free to go where they choose again, and see who they wanted to see whenever they saw fit.
The first thing he did was arrange a date with Melanie. And the time was now.
He had offered to take her to eat, out for a drink, for a movie, anything she desired, but Melanie wasn't interested in the small talk and banter. 'We're both grown adults' she told him over the phone the night before. 'I know what I want and you know you want me. So why waste any more time?'
She was right. He knew Melanie didn't want a relationship, or to be his partner. She wanted a younger stud to give her what she needed, and Dan was going to do just that. He brought with him a small bottle of vodka as she had requested him to, and a packet of cigarettes that she had asked him to bring. After over a year of waiting, he was finally at her door and knocked at it eagerly.
Melanie answered in a towel dress and dressing gown, with her shirt black hair wringing wet and curling. She was tiny, especially with no shoes on, which made her large breasts even more improbable. Her face instantly beamed with delight st his arrival.
'Hey your here ' she exclaimed. 'Your early, I'm not quite ready yet. Have a seat at the kitchen bar in there. Ah, you brought vodka, well done. Pour me one and yourself one and I'll be down in a minute.' She was as bubbly now as she had ever been. Age had not dampened her spirit, nor her sex drive. Last he spoke to her, Melanie told him she was hornier now that she had ever been in her life. All of this spelt out good news for Dan.
He took a seat on a high aluminium bar stool at her breakfast bar in the kitchen, took two glasses from the side and poured out two generous helpings of alcohol for them both. He waited patiently. No nerves or apprehension for him. This was something that he had wanted and fantasised over for a very long time.
Suddenly Melanie's pretty head poked around from the hallway into the doorframe. Her shoulders were bare. Dan suspected she was naked on the other side of the wall.
'I forgot to ask you...what's your favourite colour' she questioned.
'Why' he asked back.
'Just tell me' she tutted at him.
'Red, if I had to choose' for the colour of his favourite sports team.
'Okay, perfect' she uttered and disappeared again, the sound of her footsteps indicating she had gone back up the stairs. He sipped on his drink. It was strong as hell, and burnt the back of his throat.
Roughly ten minutes later Melanie returned and immediately it was obvious to Dan why she had asked him his favourite colour. She was clad in a bright red lace babydoll style nightdress that barely held in her breasts, the edge of the material barely covering her nipples. It was long enough to cover her bumcheeks if she turned around, but shirt enough to see the tops of her thighs. Her smooth legs were freshly shaved and shining, all the way down to her feet where she wore a pair of four inch stiletto heels, open toed, a darker red than her nightdress, that was as bright scarlet as a London bus. Even her nails were painted a deep burgundy, fingernails and toenails to match, and her lipstick was a bold crimson shade. Around her neck she wore a skin tight black choker, and silver jewellery decorated her neck, and wrists, ears and ankle. Dan struggled to lift his jaw from the floor when he saw her. She was phenomenal.
'I take it you like you see?' she teased at him. Knowing the answer. She stepped towards him and kissed his lips, leant back to look into his eyes, then grabbed the back of his head and forced her tongue into his mouth. Her lips were wet and sloppy against his, and her tongue probed and explored his mouth, sucking his own tongue, licking his lips, even biting his bottom lip. He put a hand on the small of her back and another in her hair and pulled her into him, kissed her back with the same passion and aggression. After a minute Melanie stopped, short of breath, and reached her hand into his pants. He was rock hard already, and Melanie wasted no time, grabbing it tightly in her grip and stroking his throbbing cock up and down I his shorts. He could feel the head of his cock creeping out of his trousers, rubbing against her lacy nightdress as she wanked him. She kissed his neck, licked him then bit his earlobe. She was an animal, and he loved it.
Then she stopped. Without a word or warning, she released his cock from her tantalising hold, and turned towards the bar. She lifted her glass and necked the vodka in one swift mouthful, then took a cigarette from the packet and lit it.
'Oh sorry was you enjoying that?' she jokes. 'I could feel you getting very excited. And there's no rush. I been waiting for you this long, I'm gonna have you all night long.'
He wanted to bend her over the breakfast bar and give it to her right there and then for teasing him, but he kept patient, and took another harsh sip of his own sharp drink. He watched as she dragged on the cigarette and blew out the grey cloud of smoke seductively. The way it left her lips was turning him on.
'Take all your clothes off' she demanded of him. He hesitated, and she noticed. 'What are you. Shy?' she mocked. 'I know what you've got down there boy. You don't need to be shy.' She fiddled with a radio and managed to get some light rock style music playing, then she told him again.
'What are you waiting for?' She said to him, frustrated. 'Get naked. Now.'
Dan knew she meant it, so he slipped out of his trousers, then his top. There was a chill in the kitchen and he was reluctant to get fully naked until it was time for something g to happen.
'You really are a sexy fucker ain't you?' she said as she ogled his toned physique. 'But that's not naked, is it?' He knew he had to obey, so he stood out of his boxer shorts and naked before her, his senior hard cock hanging in between his kegs. 'Thats better'.
For half an hour all they did was chat, drink and smoke, all the while Melanie sat there in breathtaking lingerie and Dan stood there completely naked. He wondered when the sex would start up again and how. If not soon, he would initiate it himself. He wanted her badly.
It was Melanie again who came to him, this time coming from behind him to rub his semi hard cock, which started to grow in her hands. She kissed his shoulders and the back of his neck, and he could feel her erect nipples pressed against his back. In no time his cock was throbbing, and Melanie told him to 'turn around.' She sunk to her knees and took his cock in her mouth, but she sucked him in a way he had never experienced before. With her fingers wrapped around the thick base of his cock, she slowly jerked it into her wet little mouth, not moving her head at all, just sucking with her lips, the swollen head of his cock feeling the pressure of the inside of her mouth, then releasing, then tightening again, then releasing. Inside her mouth he could feel her tongue rolling against his helmet, and he groaned as she gave him the most unique blowjob he had ever had.
Stopping for a moment, she reached into her nightdress and pulled a breast free, then the other. She looked up at him confidently.
'I bet you'd love to put that big dick on between these tits wouldn't you? She teased him, pinching her nipples as she said it.
'Oh fuck yes Melanie, your tits are perfect.'
She twisted her nipples harder and moaned, licking her lips at him.
'These big soft famous tits hmmmm? You want them do you? You think you can handles Mel's big massive tits do you?'
