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TITLE: LBS
- Homecoming
AUTHOR:
Raven Dark
E-MAIL: raven_16_s@yahoo.com – This is my first time writing a fanfic so I’d sure appreciate some
feedback!
PAIRING: R/J all the way!
SUMMARY:
This is my take on what could have happened when Jess first comes to Stars
Hollow. I read a story a while back
titled “Little Black Skirt” which I read so often it got stuck in my head so I
used it as the basis for this story (okay, I blatantly stole “small pieces” of
the story because they were written so well.)
I’m sorry but I do not know who wrote it or I would give the person
proper credit for writing it, though I’m sure you can find it if you make a
search for it.
SPOILERS:
No idea.
DISCLAIMERS: I don’t own the
characters. I have no idea who does.
RATING: NC-17
She
looked original; she had a cute little pouty frown that told me she was hard
headed, the kind of girl who would be hard to talk to. You know the type, nice little princesses you
can’t really hate though because they are so pretty and nice. Nice to people who don’t deserve it, people
like me. Yup, she was definitely that
type of girl, and why was I surprised?
What else did I expect to find in a place called Stars Hollow? For a minute, when I stepped off the bus I
thought I was inside one of those snow globes people buy as cheap souvenirs,
but nope. This place was for real, and
apparently so was she.
When
my uncle told me where to find him he did not tell me anything about a “Winter
Solstice Festival” that was apparently going on. Everything had been decorated in blue, white,
and silver and as I headed into the town square I heard the music. An old band
was playing and people of all ages danced in the middle of the square with
abandon. Children ran around
unsupervised and as I wondered for the first time what the hell I had gotten
myself into, I saw her. At first all I
caught was a glimpse of a nice pair of legs but eventually I saw the whole
package. She was tall enough to be
sixteen or seventeen but had an angelic face that could have passed for
fourteen year old. She was wearing a
tiny pleated skirt that flared at her hips, I’m sure most people told her that
she looked cute in it, truth be told, she looked damn sexy.
Sometimes
when a girl wears revealing clothing she carries herself with confidence and
poise. This girl was not one of those. She looked insecure, maybe a little
bored and uncomfortable, always trying in vain to pull her little skirt a
little lower down her legs. I wondered if her choice in dress for the night had
not been influenced by some horny boyfriend. She did not seem like the kind of
girl to wear revealing clothing to attract guys. As I studied her a young man
walked over to the girl and kissed her on the cheek. They continued to be quite
close and I realized that this was the “horny boyfriend.” He was about my age though
he was accompanied by a little girl of about ten or twelve. She girl smiled at her boyfriend as his
little sister (I guessed) pulled him back to the dance floor. She smiled a polite smile and put her hands
up letting him know that it was okay and soon he quickly disappeared inside the
throng of people once more. As she sat
alone she seemed bored and a bit annoyed; I couldn’t take my face away from
this girl and that is when I got caught.
Our eyes met and I quickly turned away silently cursing. The last thing
I needed was to look like a creepy pervert. After a few seconds I looked back.
She was looking at me. I nodded at her then pretended to turn my attention back
to the band playing on the gazebo. Over the next few minutes I’d frequently
steal glimpses of the girl. I even thought I saw her smile once or twice. When
she got up I saw my chance and quickly pursued.
“Not
enjoying the show?” I asked as I caught up to her.
“They’re
okay,” she replied. “The quartet singing “strawberry fields” was better
though...”
“Huh…”
I grumbled, girls liked a bad boy; I knew that, “You’re boyfriend seems to be
enjoying himself.”
“Yeah,”
she said looking down to the floor, “I wasn’t expecting his sister to join us
today…”
There
was a moment of silence before I broke the tension.
“I’m
Jess,” I said extending my hand.
“I
know,” she said biting her bottom lip, “we knew you were coming,” She was so
cute…
“We?
You got a mouse in your pocket?” I asked lifting an eyebrow.
“The
whole town, it’s pretty small, word travels fast around here, I’m Rory by the
way” she replied as she shook my hand, looking radiant.
“Well
I guess you’ll want to get back to your boyfriend....”
“No,
I’m okay out here,” she answered abruptly cutting me off. Her eyes sparkled, I asked her to come for a
walk with me around the center. She agreed and nervously came along.
As
we walked away from the decorated, lit streets I made small talk and she soon
began to point out shops to me. I asked her if she could take me to Luke’s
which she readily agreed. As we walked Rory’s
skirt would sway and she would have to smooth it down and pull it down every
few steps.
“I
should never have worn this skirt,” she said as she started to get frustrated.
“Don’t
be dumb,” I replied. “You look great.”
“Thanks.”
She said with a frown on her face, I shouldn’t have called her dumb; she
blushed none-the-less though. She leaned
up against the door. “It’s closed, but the back door should be open, Luke does
inventory at this time.”
“Lead
the way” I shrugged.
“I
feel kind of stupid wearing it though.” She continued as we walked behind the
storefronts into a dimly lit alley.
“Why
would you feel stupid?” I asked the back of her legs, I couldn’t take my eyes
off her.
“Well,
not so much stupid as...” She paused. “Slutty.”
I
leaned up against the wall stopping,
“You
don’t look slutty at all.” I moved a little closer pinning her against a light
post. She smelled wonderful, not of
perfume but her own sweet scent, “You look like a very attractive girl with a
great pair of legs. That’s what you look like.”
She
blushed biting her bottom lip, her eyes avoided mine; she looked incredible.
“Luke’s
door is just around the--”
I
leaned over and kissed her gently on the cheek. At first she seemed startled
and jerked away but I moved around to face her and started to kiss her neck.
She raised her hands to my chest as if to stop me but her arms soon went limp
as my lips traced their way across her soft skin. My mouth found hers and soon
we were locked in a deep kiss as my tongue explored her sweet little mouth. Her lips were incredible; I do not remember
ever feeling something so soft, so smooth before. As my hands wondered up close to her breasts
she broke away.
“We
shouldn’t be doing this!” she gasped before her mouth was once again covered by
my own. Again she broke. “Dean…”
“...what
if someone comes?”
“Don’t
worry. The band’s still playing, no one will come.” My hand slipped under her shirt.
She
tried in vain to push my hand away.
“Still,
my boyfriend is in there.”
“Don’t
think about him right now. He’s busy in there having fun. You should be having
fun too.”
I
could feel the soft fabric of her bra.
Cotton, I should have known. She
moaned lightly. I then turned her around so that she was facing the lights from
the square. I kissed her neck and cupped
her perky breasts over her shirt as my bulge pressed into her ass from behind.
She seemed very nervous.
“No. We just shouldn’t be doing this.”
My
hand found its way under her shirt. This time I pulled her bra aside and rolled
her sweet ice-cold nipple in my hand. She kind of struggled, but I could tell
she was turned on, she was breathing heavy and heart pounded against my hand. As I lowered my other hand from her stomach
down to her skirt she squirmed and tried to pull away, but soon gave in and
allowed me to palm her ass and caress her naked thigh as I pressed her from
behind with my restrained cock. Just when she was beginning to relax a little I
traced my finger down the front edge of her panties. She instantly stiffened.
“No,
please,” she cooed.
My
ring finger continued to feel the edge of her panties as my middle finger found
its destination. I ran my finger over Rory’s tiny bud over her panties.
“Jess,
no please” she sighed.
Her
request went unheeded however as I slipped my fingers beneath the material, she
had very little hair, and it was downy soft. I made sure to be gentle as she
had probably never done anything like this before. I rotated my finger and
slowly traced her lips. She was soaking wet though she squirmed pushing her
butt into me when I tried to penetrate her.
“I
really have to go Jess. Dean will wonder were I am.”
I
ignored her and continued my careful assault on her virgin mound.
“It
hurts. Please stop.”
It
couldn’t possibly hurt, my hand was dripping with her juices and I hadn’t even
gotten started yet. I put my mouth to
her ear and whispered to her,
“I
know you like it... I can tell…”
Rory
moaned, but I could not tell if it was in pleasure or in pain.
“Not
here though…”
I
agreed and escorted her away from the dim light overhead to a dumpster in a
darker corner. Her eyes were wide and
her lips trembled as she watched me remove my jacket not taking my eyes away
from her. I lifted her up and sat her on
an inverted trash can before going in to ravage her sweet little mouth. Her chest heaved as she breathed heavily and
kissed me with impatience and innocent abandon.
I
pressed into her and moaned out loud when her knees opened up and her searing
heat pressed against my crotch. My hands
went down to her panties and grabbed the elastic waistband. Rory tried to protest but eventually her body
betrayed her and she lifted her ass to allow me to remove the undergarment,
cotton, and pure white. I lifted the hem
of her skirt so I could see my present but she pushed it down with a blushing pout. Even now the girl was innocent and shy. I think I fell in love with her right
there. I grabbed her hand holding the
edge of her hand and slowly, deliberately lifted it up to her chest letting her
know that I wanted her to hold it up.
She looked at me in the eyes and then turned away blushing but not
lowering her hand. As I stepped back to
unbuckle my pants she closed her legs like a proper little lady. The soft fuzz on her little mound was
inviting, I wanted to drop to my knees to taste her but I knew I would not last
if I smelled her sweetness.
My
erection bounced free at the drop of my pants and Rory‘s eyes widened when she
saw it. She did not say anything but bit
her lip in nervousness. I parted her
knees with my hands softly; she did not refuse me as I pressed into her. Rory gasped when the tip of my member touched
her skin and a tear fell down her face when she saw the head disappear inside
her, she still held onto the skirt.
Assuming that she was a virgin I knew she would cry out when I pushed
through, so as I did I leaned in and kissed her deeply drowning out her cries
and sobs. Her body shook with frightened
sobs, I embraced her tightly and so did she, wrapping her legs and arms around
me. I held onto her kissing her neck and
cheeks until she relaxed her grip and let me sit her back on the trashcan.
I
looked at her in her tear filled eyes until she nodded giving me permission to
continue. I slowly withdrew and then
began to pump into her. She was
amazingly tight, I thought I was going to start crying, it felt that damn
good. She gasped with each thrust and as
we got into a good pace she began to moan softly and buck her hips to meet
mine. Her skirt was in the way and I
really wanted to see her sweet pussy around my shaft so I grabbed one of her
hands which were gripping the edges on the trash can for support and brought it
to her skirt. She immediately got the
point and lifted her skirt so I could watch.
With her eyes tightly closed and her mouth open gasping for breath she
looked like an angel being raped. I
almost exploded right then but held out until her body tensed up and her moans
became ragged. In a moment I never
thought would happen in a place like this, I filled my mouth with hers as I exploded
filling her tiny little cunt with my seed.
At the same time she gripped my hips with her legs and I knew she had
cummed too. We stayed locked like that
for a couple of minutes breathing heavily until she finally relaxed her legs
and let me disconnect from her.
“Thanks
Rory. That was great,” I said as I pulled up my pants. She was pretty silent as
she pulled her skirt down and straightened her hair. I bent over and picked up
her panties from the floor.
Rory
extended her arm,
“May
I have those please?”
I
shook my head,
“Sorry,
but I need these as a souvenir.”
She
looked shocked,
“But
I need...”
I
cut her off with another kiss and then left towards a door with an old worn
sign that read “Luke’s” leaving her to straighten herself up for her boyfriend.
“Luke!?”
I called as I entered the unlocked door.
“Jess? Is that you?”
“Yup. Where are you?”
“I’m
upstairs,” he called, “Pour yourself some coffee; I’ll be down in a minute!”
As
I sipped the hot coffee I looked through the closed blinds at Rory walking back
to the square. She looked a little sore
and even more self conscious about the height of her skirt. I pulled out her cotton panties and brought
then to my nose. They smelled
wonderful… Stars Hollow wasn’t going to
be so bad after all…
THE END
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