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Rory's Eighteen Birthday Wishes	By : MTLandLL Category: G through L > Gilmore Girls Views: 29321 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Wish 1
- 2-Wish 2
- 3-Wish 3
- 4-Wish 4
- 5-Wish 5
- 6-Wish 6
- 7-Wish 7
- 8-Wish 8
- 9-Wish 9
- 10-Wish 10
- 11-Wish 11
- 12-Wish 12
- 13-Wish 13
- 14-Wish 14
- 15-Wish 15
- 16-Wish 16
- 17-Wish 17
- 18-Wish 18
- 13
- 14
- 15
Wish 14
"I wish you'd let me fuck your pussy," said Rory, this time there was no trace of nervousness or shyness in her voice.
Instead she sounded calm and in control, completely confident that her Mom would agree the wish - after all they had now gone so far that there was no way off this Highway.
But it was no surprise that Lorelai nodded, like her daughter she was over the ‘ick factor’ and now wanted to enjoy the pleasure the night was bringing, "You want to use your fingers or…" she paused deliberately heightening the tension for what she was going to say next, "…I’ve got a small dildo upstairs you can use on me."
"Neither," Rory shook her head and gave an enigmatic smile. As Lorelai just shook her head in confusion and didn’t say anything Rory continued, "You’re supposed to say ‘what are you wanting to use’?"
"Oh," said Lorelai and smiled, "What then?"
"I’ve a strap-on, in my room. I’d like to use that," said Rory.
Despite everything else that had already happened that night Lorelai’s eyes opened in surprise, "You have a strap-on?"
Rory nodded, "I bought it a few weeks back. I haven’t used it. It’s in my underwear drawer underneath my panties," she paused and grinned before joking, "I always knew it was going to be useful one day to have a Mom who doesn’t do laundry."
Lorelai nodded and smiled to show she took the quip in the right spirit, "My little girl has a sex-toy stash. You grow up so fast, next you’ll be asking for money to hire hookers and be making porno’s in the front room."
"Who says I haven’t?" Rory flashed back, "I could just be putting the furniture back after we’ve finished filming."
"If you have I want a cut," laughed Lorelai. She halted and smiled, "The answer’s yes by the way - you can fuck my pussy with your strap-on."
Rory stood up and stood over her Mom. She put out her hand, "Come into my room."
Lorelai took it as she stood. The two of them walked hand in hand to Rory’s room, the only clothing they were wearing between them were Lorelai’s high heels. Rory opened the door and stepped into her room, for a second Lorelai paused. This was her little girls room, the room Rory had been in since she small. The moment that Lorelai stepped through the threshold it would no-longer be the room of the little girl with pigtails and a missing tooth running shrieking round the Independence Inn. It would be the room, instead, of her young lover, a woman who would be sweating and panting on top of her as their bodies intertwined.
Lorelai stepped into the room.
Sitting down Lorelai started to take off her shoes, as she watched Lorelai rummaging in her underwear drawer, though Lorelai was sure last time she’d opened it (a while ago she had to admit) it was where Rory kept her old school notebooks and pens. She grinned at the teen, "So that’s your secret stash drawer - what else is in there?"
Turning her head round Rory smiled, "It’s got my hooker list for my films and my bags of coke - they sell real well in Chilton."
"So long as its nothing really bad -like a ‘Sound of Music’ karaoke CD," responded Lorelai.
Rory opened her mouth and closed it again in pretend horror, "Curses you know my real secret. But I hate to tell you, that and the ‘My Fair Lady’ CD, I hid them in your room. If we are raided by the taste police I’m going to deny all knowledge. It’ll be you who’s going down for life."
"I shall say your Grandma must have planted them when she visited," shot back Lorelai. She held her shoes in her hand for a moment, they were expensive and it seemed needlessly cruel to them to just throw them down. But as Rory wasn’t offering to take them from her what else was a Milf to do. She tossed them on the chair in the corner, luckily they landed and didn’t bounce onto the floor. Leaning back onto her hands she asked, "Where do you want me?"
"Let’s not be too ambitious and go for the bed," replied Rory, "I’ll save the swinging from the chandeliers for a later wish."
"As you don’t have a chandelier it’ll have to be a very later wish," laughed Lorelai. She paused and drew in her breath as Rory turned round. Her daughter’s slender teen body was magnificent and beautiful, making Lorelai’s heart run faster and her body temperature shoot up a couple of degrees. The teen’s sexual allure was enhanced by the strap-on she was holding, it wasn’t massive - Auntie Carol had tended to favour bigger ones - but at eight inches it wasn’t a tiddler either. The Milf licked her lips, they had suddenly dried as if Rory’s room had lost all humidity, "I’m going to say something I never thought I’d ever say…"
"Yes - what’s that?" Rory walked towards the bed.
"Come fuck Mommy."
Rory stopped, standing beside her Mom. She ran her hand through the Milf’s hair, "I intend to. I am going to fuck you so hard and so good, I’ve been wanting this for so long."
"So have I," said Lorelai and she knew it was true.
She stood up and stood in front of Rory. Her mouth opened and she let Rory slide her tongue in. There naked bodies crushed together as their mouths moved and their tongues grappled against each other. Rory’s hands moved down her Mom’s body, her sensual touch massaging at the flesh and exciting the older Gilmore even more than she was already. In turn Lorelai slid her own palms down Rory’s side and up again, accentuating her figure. The toy pushed into the Milf’s thigh, almost seeming to call out that it was ready for her pussy - Lorelai was certainly ready for it. She gently pushed Rory away and got onto the bed. Her legs opened and she gave a smile, "Come fuck Mommy."
The mattress moved under her as Rory clambered onto the bed and onto her Mom. She moved on top of the Milf, lying her body against Lorelai’s so that her dildo was rubbing at the outside of her Mom’s slit. The Milf moved her face slightly downward so that she could again kiss at Rory’s open mouth, as the teen reached down to take the toy in one hand and start to guide it into Lorelai’s waiting cunt.
"Oh," barely had Lorelai began the kiss when she stopped and gave a little gasp as the tip of the dildo entered Lorelai’s twat. Rory smiled at her Mom’s reaction and continued to feed the toy in. The Milf spread her legs a little wider to allow her daughter easier access. It was tight, but not so much that it would have been like wading in cement. In fact snug would be the term, Rory pushing the toy in as Lorelai’s woman cum lubricated the rubber and her walls opened round it, before closing back down. She gave a little smile as the dildo moved deeper and repeated, "Oh."
"Can I swear Mom?" asked Rory, lying on top of her Mom so that they were staring at each other’s eyes.
Lorelai nodded, scared that if she opened her mouth she would squeal incoherently as the rubber toy dug deep into her.
"I’m going to fuck you so hard," breathed Rory, "I am going to fuck you until you shriek and then I’m going to fuck you some more. I’m going to fuck you until your cunt aches and you’ve screamed so loud that your throat is raw. I am going to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you again and again and again."
Lorelai purred in anticipation. She didn’t think that Rory would hold up to her boasts, but even an average fucking was better than lying in her bed alone with her fingers or a small rubber toy. Lorelai gave a smile and licked her lips, "Come on then, Rory," she said in challenge, "Fuck me."
Raising herself up Rory seemed to hesitate for a moment. For a second Lorelai thought her daughter was having second thoughts. But it was preparation, not hesitation. Rory plunged down driving the dildo deeper than before into Lorelai. Even as the Milf was gasping in pleasure Rory was levering herself up again and thrusting down. The toy slammed down and in, pushing aside any resistance as it buried itself far into the slot. Lorelai gasped as her clit quivered with the force of Rory’s dildoing. Her hands reached out and she gripped at the bedding pulling it towards her as Rory again rammed the dildo home with force. The teen was repeating three sentences over and over again, "Fucking you… I’m fucking you… I’m fucking my Mom."
"Aaaaarrrggghhh, that’s good," Lorelai gasped and squealed for her daughter. She swung her legs round to grip Rory. They kept the teen in place and dragged her in deeper, not that Rory needed much encouragement. She slammed hard into her Mom, her smaller teenage tits bouncing against her Mom’s plumper thirtysomething ones. Lorelai’s mouth opened and she exhaled another gasp, "You’re fucking me, you’re fucking me. You’re fucking me so good. Oh, fuck me, fuck me."
Rory found her mother's words were somehow fuelling the passion inside her. She didn't think it was possible, but her already burning desire felt like gasoline had been poured on it, possibly with some alcohol on top just for good measure. She soon found herself redoubling her efforts pounding into her Mom's pussy with a ferocity Rory didn't think she was capable of. Nevertheless Rory still remembered to use all those tricks she had picked up while researching lesbian sex, including the whole thrusting at certain angles which really seemed to make the older woman scream out in pleasure while begging her for more. That only made Rory fuck her Mom harder - the circle repeating itself over and over.
Fucking her Mom. Rory still couldn't believe she was fucking her Mom. She had wanted to for so long, and now she actually was everything was better than she could possibly have imagined. The feeling of her mother's thighs wrapped around her waist, being able to look deep into her Mom's eyes and seeing the way she felt reflected back at her, or just look into the older Gilmore's face in general and marvel at the ecstasy she saw there. And her Mom was so tight. Okay, so Rory didn't feel it in the same way a guy could, but she felt how surprisingly difficult it was to thrust in and out, her Mom's walls clamping roughly down on that dildo and refusing to let her leave her pussy without a fight. This caused a wonderful amount of friction on Rory's clit, which was yet another thing adding fuel to the raging fire blazing inside her.
It wasn't like Rory ever really thought her Mom was a slut. In fact Rory remembered thinking a woman so funny, charming and wonderful as her mother should never be without someone in her life to tell her just how great she was and to satisfy her needs. The revelation that her Mom had a more fulfilling love life than Rory had initially thought what with the batting for a different team... or the same team, or however that analogy went, was a relief. Lorelai Gilmore really did deserve someone in her life to tell her just how great she was and to satisfy her needs. Rory loved the fact that it looked like she was finally going to get to be that someone. But her original point was despite her mother's previous love life and the fact that she had once given birth didn't seem to stop her from having a ridiculously tight fuck hole, which just made Rory want her more.
Cum was soaking Lorelai’s slit, soaking the dildo and dripping down from the rubber to land again on the pussy. And it was joined by Rory’s juice; the haft of the dildo was ramming into the teen’s cunt and making her wet. The teen was thudding down energetically, her skin perspiring with the effort and no longer speaking, the words replaced by grunts of exertion and effort. Lorelai had underestimated Rory, she had thought the sex would be average, you can’t expect much from a teenage lesbian virgin. But Rory was a natural, Lorelai’s body was burning with bliss, the sex some of, and possibly, the best Lorelai ever had. Her daughter knew exactly where to hit the clit, the depth, the angle, the speed - everything together to make Lorelai cum.
Another chain of explosions raced through the Milf, rushing outwards and burning everything that stood in the way of the scintillating orgasm. Lorelai’s back bent and she hammered her heels hard against Rory’s back, "Aaaarrrghhhh," she screamed, "I’m cumming, I’m cumming."
The hammering in Lorelai’s cunt continued until the Milf’s quivering body stilled. Only then, sure her Mom had cum, did Rory drop off and lie on the bed. The teen was panting, her body wet with sweat. Lorelai knew how she felt, her own body was metaphorically twisting in circles like a dog chasing its tales, a mixture of confusion, excitement and sheer exhaustion. For a few moments they lay beside each other, neither speaking before Lorelai said, "My God, Rory, what can I say… you were… you were out of this world."
The teen turned her head so she was looking at her Mom and smiled, "You did seem to enjoy it."
Lorelai nodded, "And that was only wish fourteen. I can’t wait for what’s next."
There was a quirky smile from Rory, "I’d have to think," she said.
For a few minutes they lay looking at each other, their hands out and gently stroking each other’s naked bodies. Rory sat up and looked at her Mom and then at the strap-on, still soaking with Milf juice, "You ready for my next wish."
"Yes," said Lorelai.
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- 15
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