My Moms Date

I'm sitting in the living room watching tv when the doorbell rings. I know who it is before my mom even opens the door. My mom decided a couple weeks ago that she was going to start dating again. My father died 3 years ago, and it's time for my mom to move on. And though I might not like the fact of my mom dating anyone else, it's only fair and she deserves to be happy. 

My moms voice pulls me out of my thoughts, "Delilah, honey! Come here!"

I roll my eyes and get up to go to the front door. I'm not really expecting much, but holy shit her date is sexy as hell. He's tall, maybe 6'5, and he's definitely built. He has black hair that's a little too long for my taste, but he can definitely pull it off. He has scruff on his chin and cheeks, showing how he hasn't shaved in a couple days. He's wearing a faded green button-down, and black tight jeans with leather boots on. Not my moms type at all. My dad was a short, dad-jean wearning nerd. This guy was anything but. 

"Hey." He reaches his hand out to me, and I gladly accept. 

"You're a very beautiful young lady, Delilah."

I blush at the compliment, "Thanks."

"Alright, well we should probably be heading out."

My mom nods her head, "Let me just go grab my purse and we can be on our way!"

My mom goes into the kitchen, leaving me and Mr. Sexy alone in the foyer. 

"So, how old are you?"

"I'm 18."

"Oh, fresh out of high school?"

"Yeah, freshman in college."

"Nice nice, wha-"

My mom comes barging back in the room, interrupting out conversation, "Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry but I'm gonna have to take a rain check. My boss just called me in and said he needs me for a couple hours." 

"If it's only a couple hours we can just go out for drinks afterwards?"

"That sounds perfect! You're welcome to stay here if you'd like, or you can go do whatever."

"I don't have anything else to do, so I think I'll just chill around here. Thank you."

"Alright, well I guess I'm off. Delilah, be on your best behavior." My mom says as she shuts the door behind her.

I roll my eyes at her and walk into the living room, her date follows. 

"So what's your name again?" I ask.

"I don't think I ever told you. I'm Joe."

"Well, Joe, what do you want to do? There's not really a whole lot to do but I'm sure we could find something."

"I don't care. It's all up to you."

"We can watch a movie?"

"That sounds great!"

I get up and walk to the shelf that has all the movies, "What kind of movie do you wanna watch?"

"Lets watch something scary."

"You trying to make me have nightmares, Joe?" 

He laughs, "Nope, I just love scary movies. They're my favorite."

"Okay, well scary movie it is. Wanna watch Texas Chainsaw?"

"That sounds fine."

"Alright, lets go." I walk over to the stair case and start walking up.

"Where you going?

"To go watch the movie. C'mon."

"We can't watch it down here?"

"We haven't bought a dvd player for down here yet. There's one built into my tv in my room."

"I don't think your mom would like me being in your room very much."

"She won't care. Come on!"

He lets out a puff of air, and follows me up to my room.

I open one of my drawers and pull out a pair of yoga shorts and a tank top, "I'm gonna change into jammies. I'll be right back."

"Alright, hurry up."

I run into the bathroom and strip my clothes off. I put on my shorts and tank top on as fast as I can. When I walk back out, he's laying in my bed, shoes off, with his arm behind his head looking at me. 

"What are you waiting for? Put the movie in!"

I go in front of the tv, and bend down a little to put the dvd in the player. I hear a sharp intake of breath from behind me, and smile to myself. I know I have a nice ass and legs, that's why I decided on wearing shorts. And it's not like I'm trying to sleep with him or anything, but I like feeling sexy. 

"Alright, all done." I say when the movie's in. I turn around and walk over to the opposite side of the bed, and crawl under the covers. "Get under the covers, you're holding them down."

He mocks me as he's getting under the covers, and I punch him in his arm. The menu comes up on the screen, and I click play on the remote. Halfway through the movie my phone chimes and I check it, it's my mom.

Hey, honey. I guess I'm gonna have to stay even later. I probably won't be home at all tonight. You can tell Joe to go home, and tell him that I'm sooo sorry and we're gonna have to go some other time.

I put my phone down, ignoring her directions. If I tell Joe that she's not coming back then he's gonna leave and I don't want him to. He's super nice, and super hot. And I really enjoy his company. 

The movie is halfway through, and I can't deal with it. Everytime something scary happens in the movie I get closer to Joe. I'm pretty much sitting on top of him. When the movie starts getting gory I squeel and put my face into the curve of Joe's neck and wrap my arms around him. 

He chuckles, "Maybe we should have went with a comedy."

"Ya think?" I murmur as I sqeeze him tighter and his arms come around me. 

I pull one of my legs up so it's covering both of his, and can feel his dick instantly harden.

"I'm so sorry, I should probably go." He moves to get up but I stop him. I wrap my leg all the way around him so I'm straddling him, and keep my face in his neck. 

"Delilah, what are you doing?"

"I'm not doing anything. Just don't go, please."

"Fine, I won't go. But I'm gonna need you to get off of me before I make some very bad decisions."

I lift my head up and look at him, our faces just inches apart, "What do you mean 'bad decisions'?"

He looks at me in the eyes, then looks at my lips. I stick my tongue out and slowly drag it across my bottom lip. His eyes droop a little and his mouth opens a little further. "Don't do that." 

"Why not?" I ask.

"Because I'm gonna end up doing this," his lips come crashing down on mine, taking me by suprise. I just sit there for a minute, with my mouth closed tight but then I finally give. I open my mouth and his tongue darts in, and mine soon joins it. His hands go to my hips and on instinct, I start rocking back and forth. He moans into my mouth and grabs my ass to pull he closer to his hardening cock. I pull away from the kiss to gasp at the sensation it gives me. He starts kissing up and down my neck, sucking on my earlobe. 

"As soon as I saw you walk up to me, I thought about you tight little body naked. I wanted to fuck you since I laid eyes on you." He whispers huskily in my ear, making me moan. "And that moan, god damn it could kill a man."

I lean back a little to take off my tank top, and he grips my ass tighter watching me. As soon as my tank top it off I throw it on the floor and look at him. He's staring at my boobs, biting his lip. He brings his hands up and cups them both at the same time, running his thumbs across my nipples, elongating them. I throw my head back in ecstasy as he brings his mouth to one nipple and sucks it into his mouth. I jump off of him and pull down my shorts and underwear.

"I need your cock inside me now." I say demandingly. He still sitting there, mouth hanging open staring at my naked body. I reach for the button on his pants, but he stops me. Pushing my hands back and unbuttoning them himself.

"You're not in charge here, darlin'. I am. Now bend your pretty little ass over the bed like a good girl so I can fuck the shit out of that tight pussy." His words make me even more wet. I do as he says and bend over. I hear his pants hit the ground, and I look back as he's taking off his shirt. I was right, he is buff. He has washboard abs, and tattoos covering his arms, chest, and back. I look lower, directly at his cock. He's huge, in length and width. I don't know how that's gonna fit inside me, and I start panicking a little. He turns back towards me and I look away not wanting him to catch me staring. 

I hear foil rip, and then a minute later I'm filled with him. Completely stretched. I clench my walls around him and he growls. He says something about me being really tight under his breath, then jumps a little inside me. He stays still for a minute, but then grabs my hips and starts pounding me relentlessly. He reaches up and grabs both my breasts and squeezes them, pounding me even harder. I can feel myself getting closer to climaxing with each thrust. He starts going deeper, and he starts grunting. I can tell he's close too. He wraps his arm around my waist and starts rubbing my clit, making me shatter to pieces. I come so hard that I see stars, and a minute later he follows. He falls foward, his chest on my back.

"Woah," I say breathlessly. 

"Yeah, woah."