Title: Gilmore Girls: Beginnings
Author: Oric13
Universe: Gilmore girls
Pairing: Rory/Lorelai
Rating: NC-17
Keywords: Ff, f-mast, spank, anal, incest, exhib, voyeur, TV-parody
Summary: Rory recalls how her special relationship with her mother became even more "special".

Notes: Most of this story takes place way before the first episode of "Gilmore girls", and is told from Rory's POV.

Disclaimer: This story is based on the characters from the TV show "Gilmore girls" that belongs to Warner Brothers, and is not meant as an infringement on their copyright of the series.

WARNING: This story (will) contain graphic sexual scenes between a mother and her underage daughter. It's all fictional, of course, but if you don't like to read about that kinda stuff then I suggest that you simply don't.



Gilmore Girls: Beginnings
by Oric13



Prologue


My mom and I have always been close - much closer then any other mother/daughter relationship I've ever known. And this is not just my opinion: a lot of people have said the same... I guess it probably has a lot to do with how young mom was when she got pregnant and gave birth to me, still just a child herself in many ways, though she had to grow up real fast after that.

Still... mom's not the only girl to have a child when she's sixteen, and yet I'm pretty positive that most of those other girls' relationships with their daughters are nowhere near as strong, or as close, as the bond that mom and I share.

It's a good thing nobody knows exactly *how* close mom and I really are.


Chapter 1 - The "Talk"


It all started on my thirteenth birthday. After a hectic birthday party, mom and I were lazing around in the living room, where the huge mess left over from the party still needed to be cleaned up. 

However, we were both so worn out from the party, and the birthday week proceeding it, that we flat-out refused to do anything that would take even the slightest bit of effort, so cleaning up the rubble would just have to wait until tomorrow. Even watching TV seemed too much of a hassle since neither of us wanted to dig through the mountains of confetti, present wrappings, pulled-down decorations, dirty plates and glasses, and empty pizza boxes to find the remote. 

For some reason, mom decided this would be the perfect time to have the "talk" with me. Sorta like the perfect ending to a perfect day - or maybe she was just bored out of her mind and couldn't think of anything else to do.

Mom opened a bottle of wine and, in honour of my birthday, poured me a glass as well; then calmly described - in detail - the workings of the male and female reproductive organs.

The sex talk started out rather awkward but after getting the technical stuff out of the way, she began telling me the basics about sex between a boy and a girl, which is where things got interesting. 

She first explained to me what kind of birth control devices were the most effective and made me promise that as soon as I even considered having sex with a boy to give her a heads-up so she could get me on the pill, and also to ALWAYS make a boy wear a condom, even if I'm already on the pill. She then told me where her super secret hiding place is in which she'd hidden her "emergency" stash of condoms, in case I needed them in the near future.

Poor mom... I didn't have the heart to tell her that I'd known about her "super secret" hiding place for a long time already. It's the hollow inside of the large yellow plastic duck I used to bathe with when I was little that she'd hidden in the bathroom, underneath the sink.

After the birth control speech, I asked mom how to be a good, or at the very least, a decent lover. So she started describing some of the sexual positions most men she's been with preferred and the ones she herself really liked, but then figured it would be easier to just show me some of the best sex positions instead of describing them, and got out the Kama Sutra.

Leafing through the book, mom pointed out the most "interesting" illustrations and narrated them in a really funny way while I giggled like a little schoolgirl (which I was at that time). We spend at least two hours going through the book before switching over to another (but no less interesting) topic: masturbation.

Mom had a bit more trouble explaining the finer points of masturbation to me then she had with explaining about sex (mostly because this time she didn't have an illustrated book to help her along) but she taught me the basics, like, where to find the clit and what to do with it; and how to find my G-spot, that sorta thing. She then basically told me that getting the hang of masturbating is mostly a trial and error thing: different people like different things and the way to get good at it is to practice a lot -- and the same thing goes for sex.

We talked a little more after that, but since it was getting late we soon decided to call it a night.

After kissing mom goodnight, I went to my room and was already halfway undressed when I heard a knock on my bedroom door.

"Come in!" I shouted.

The door opened and mom stuck her head through the opening, smiling at me standing there in my underwear. "Hi, honey, I've got you something that might come in "handy" tonight - or any other night," she added as an afterthought.

Trying to put on an innocent face (and failing miserably), mom handed me a bottle of hand lotion accompanied with a cheerful, "Enjoy!"

I silently accepted the lotion and stared at it. I could feel my face flush from embarrassment, which was pretty silly considering the kinda conversation I just had. Looking up, I met mom's eyes and shot her a smirk. "Thanks, mom!" I said in my most chipper voice.

"'Night, sweetie." She winked at me and turned to leave. She was almost out the door when she suddenly looked back and gave me one of her infamous impish looks. "Oh... and Rory? Let me know if you need a hand."

I made a face at her and she walked away laughing.

I stood there silently for a while, holding the lotion... then shrugged. Putting the bottle of lotion on the nightstand, I quickly removed my underwear, threw them in my dirty clothes basket, and slid my naked body under the covers.

For a long time, I stared at the hand lotion on my dresser. Then tossed and turned for a while. Then stared at the bottle of lotion some more. After about half an hour of this, I finally figured: what the hell! Tossing back the covers, I grabbed the lotion and squirted some on my hand. Putting the bottle back on the nightstand, I rubbed my hands together and placed one hand on my boobs and slid the other one down to my pussy.

And just like that, I took my first steps into the wonderful world of masturbation - beginning my youthful experimentations by stroking my lotion-covered fingers back and forth across my boobies and hairless little slit. I shivered with delight at the tingly sensations that my hesitant fingers managed to extract.

My pink nipples soon became hard, standing proudly erect like two little soldiers. Becoming a bit more daring, I took the stiff knobs between my thumb and forefinger and alternately tweaked and pinched them. The heady combination of pain & pleasure that shot through my titties brought a moan of delight from my lips.

While using my left hand to play with my boobs, I stroked my right hand down my belly to my moist pussy and rubbed my index finger back and forth between my labia lips. Another shiver of delight went through me. 

I didn't think this could possibly get any better, but then I suddenly remembered mom telling me about my clit: how it's the most sensitive part of a woman's genitalia, and often considered to be her "pleasure button". So, naturally, I started looking for it...

My exploring fingers soon encountered a stiff little button near the top of my slit hidden beneath a tiny hood of pink pussy flesh. When I gave the taut little knob an experimental pinch, something that felt like an electric shock went through my body, making me buck wildly on the bed... I felt pretty sure that I'd just found my clit.

Breathing heavily, I returned my hand to my pussy and lightly tickled my fingers across my mons, making sure to avoid my sensitive clit for a while. This felt really nice, so I softly petted my pussy for a couple of minutes more before tentatively stroking a finger across my stiff, red clit... The sensations coming from my pleasure button made me squirm, but in a good way. 

I happily continued playing with my little clit while my other hand massaged my boobs and tweaked my rock-hard nipples. I was really getting into it now! Remembering mom's masturbation instructions, I closed my eyes and imagined a cute boy playing with my naked body, instead of myself... First it was a boy from my class that I had a crush on, then a cute young TV actor... These images were getting me pretty hot, but it didn't seem enough to reach that incredible feeling - an orgasm - that mom told me about.

Mom... For some reason I couldn't stop thinking about her, even though I was right in the middle of doing something that REALLY shouldn't make me think about my mother - no matter how close we are!

But nevertheless her image kept popping up inside my mind. I found myself thinking about how incredibly close we are, about the wonderful birthday week she'd arranged for me, and - naturally - about the very arousing sex lesson she'd given me tonight...

Thinking back to mom explaining to me the best way to play with my pussy, and describing her favourite sexual positions, turned me on more then all the cute classmates/actors/singers put together! Then, I suddenly recalled mom's "innocent" offer to "lend me a hand"... Before I knew it, I was fantasizing about mom touching my secret places: playing with my tiny titties and my bald little pussy while whispering lewd instructions into my ear, as she gave me what was to be the first of many practical lessons in the art of sex.

~~~~~

"Spread your legs for mommy, sweetie... That's it! That's my good little girl!" mom said approvingly as I pulled my legs back to my shoulders and spread them as far as I could. "Now let's see how many fingers I can fit inside your virgin cunt..."

A single digit slipped inside my tiny slit without too much effort and started sliding in and out - spreading my juices around and preparing me for the second finger, which joined the first one less then a minute later.

"That's two fingers already, Rory," mom proudly exclaimed, "you're doing great!"

The two fingers moved around inside my tight pussy, expertly prodding and probing the pink flesh, while her thumb teasingly rubbed my clit. Moaning happily, I pressed my pussy against mom's soft hand, getting more of her fingers inside me.

She smiled at me in a way that indicated both amusement and lust. "You really like this, don't ya, honey? You love your mommy's fingers fucking your teenaged twat!" she said excitedly. "Just look at yourself: lying there naked and sweaty, with your feet folded behind your neck, flashing your wide-open wet box at your mommy and humping her fingers! ... God, Rory!! I never knew you're such a horny, little slut!!"

While her thumb almost continuously stroked my clit, mom got a fast finger-fucking rhythm going with her two fingers - making me shake on the bed and mewl with pleasure as I felt what must be an orgasm approaching... I never had one, so I wasn't sure, but what else could this amazing feeling be?

"Ohhhh!! I am, mommy!" I called back aroused. "I'm such a horny little slut! YOUR horny little slut!! I'll do whatever you want, momma!"

Mom stroked my hair and we shared a loving smile. "I know you will, sweetie. You're such a well-mannered, obedient girl, Lorelai Leigh Gilmore," she told me tenderly. "Now lets see you play with your tiny titties while I finger-fuck you to your first orgasm."

Obediently, I moved my hands to my boobs and started rubbing and kneading the firm flesh while occasionally pinching my hard nips.

"Oh, Yeah!!" Mom whistled appreciatively. "You go, girl! ... Damn! I so love watching you play with yourself... we should do this more often!" 

Winking at me, she gave me a friendly slap on the ass with her free hand.

SMACK!!

"Now let's find out if we can't fit a third finger in there..." she said thoughtfully while staring at my slit.

"Mom!" I groaned in protest as a third finger was added into my already stretched pussy. 

"Don't worry, baby," mom cooed reassuringly while driving her three digits deeper inside my narrow love tunnel. "Your little cunt is juiced up nicely, and now that two of my fingers have just cleared the way, you should be able to handle a third finger easily..."

I grunted as mom's three fingers were fully inserted into my pussy... 

"See! That wasn't so hard, now was it?" mom triumphantly told me.

Okay, so they went in - but I can't say it was easy! 

"Won't be long now before your tight little pussy is ready for mommy's big black 9-inch dildo," she said conversationally while moving her fingers back and forth.

Before that statement could fully sink in, I let out another grunt as mom pulled her fingers almost all the way out, and then pushed them back in again... She slowly repeated this a couple of times, and pretty soon she was cheerfully finger-fucking me again while humming a happy tune.

As mom's fingers worked their magic in my pussy and my own fingers played with my boobs, the discomfort of my stretched cunny was soon forgotten. In fact, nothing much mattered right now except for the wonderful sensations coursing through my body.

Panting with lust, I roughly pulled and twisted my hard nipples while enthusiastically pushing my pussy against mom's pumping fingers. The combined sensations coming from my pussy and tits made me dizzy with lust... I started riding her hand faster, trying to get more of her fingers inside me as I felt my very first orgasm building up inside me.

"That's it, sweetie!" mom panted excitedly. "No need to be shy! You're almost there! Just keep on humping your little twat onto mommy's fingers while you give those cute titties a good workout!"

Mom's enthusiastic encouragements brought me over the edge. Bucking wildly on the bed, I came for the very first time.

~~~~~

Lying quietly on the bed with my eyes closed, I panted slightly as I recovered from my first ever orgasm... Thinking hard, I tried to put the sensations I felt during my orgasm into words, but all I could think was: Wow! No wonder sex is so popular.

On my thirteenth birthday, I'd already read a truckload of books, and plenty of those books dealt with sex. While reading about it, I usually found myself thinking that the importance of sex is being way over exaggerated in these stories... Why would any sane person ruin their life for half an hour of pleasure? Okay, I know that I had my mother as a living example that it could actually happen, but still...

Well, now it suddenly made a whole lot more sense... if it's THIS good on my own, how great could it be with a real-life partner? For example, someone like... mom!

Opening my eyes, I quickly looked around. For a brief, crazy moment, I hoped that my fantasy might have been real... it certainly FELT pretty real! But instead of seeing mom smiling down at me, I found myself staring at a dark, empty room... Glancing down at my naked body, I saw my right hand cupping my pussy and my left hand lying near my breasts.

A sigh of disappointment inadvertently escaped me. Which was totally crazy, I know. It's twisted enough that I couldn't get off until I used my own mother as masturbation material, but then to hope that she actually diddled my slit for real?!

Ugh!! I should probably get my head examined!

After going to the bathroom to freshen up a bit, I got back into bed and tried to get some sleep. Despite being worn-out from the busy day and my first orgasm, I just couldn't get to sleep. No matter how hard I tried to think of ANYTHING else: schoolwork, books I've read, even baseball! nothing seemed to work... numerous perverted, pornographic fantasies starring mom and me kept popping up in my mind. Images of her playing with my pussy and the other way around; both of us totally naked doing a 69; being draped naked across the back of the couch while mom fucked me from behind with a strap-on dildo as we watched a home video on TV that showed us having sex.

It just went on and on, each new fantasy more perverted than the one before, and with each new fantasy I became more aroused... Despite my best efforts to keep my hands beneath my pillow and go to sleep, my hands kept sliding down to my pussy and tits, and before I knew it I was playing with myself again.

Oh darn!! Mom should've warned me how addictive this is!

By the time I finally fell to sleep, it was already getting light outside.


Chapter 2 - Seducing mom


"Hey, how about some leftover pizza? I'm pretty sure these slices aren't more than a couple of days old... Hmm... unless these are the leftovers from last month's pizza pig-out day, in which case I better bring out the food poisoning pamphlet... Rory?"

Hearing mom say my name shook me from the trance-like state I was in, and I treated me to a mental bitch-slap for allowing myself to drift into another daydream about mom and me - naked & sweaty, on top of the kitchen table, going at it like bunnies.

"Uh... Sure!" I hurriedly replied, my voice sounding an octave or so higher than normal, "You know me: always ready to play a little leftover roulette."

"That's my girl," mom grinned. Taking the leftover pizza from the fridge, she dumped it on a plate and put it in the microwave. I watched with fascination as she simultaneously programmed the timer on the microwave while cramming the empty pizza box in the garbage can.

This, of course, made me fantasize about all the naughty things she simultaneously could do to me ...

<sigh>  Here I go again...

This kinda thing seemed to happen a lot lately whenever I'm around mom, which is basically always - not counting school & sleep - and even then I'm still fantasizing about her. And yes, I'm well aware of the huge creep-out factor of my impromptu, incestuous daydreams, which is why I've valiantly tried to stop it. But I just couldn't help myself this time: the moment that she leaned over to search the fridge for anything eatable and treated me to a great view of her perfect ass, I was hopelessly lost.

Mmmm... I really hope that someday I'll be able to fill out a pair of tight jeans - and a tanktop - the way mom does.

Damn! And there I go *again*... Ever since that sex-talk I had with mom on my 13th birthday, I can't stop thinking about the two of us together in a variety of very un-mother-daughter-like situations. 

I guess it's safe to say that mom's sex-talk made one hell of an impact on me. Sure, I've always considered mom to be beautiful, but I doubt that I ever thought about her in a sexual way before that day.

Naturally, I was a tiniest bit freaked out when I suddenly found myself fantasizing about my beloved mom doing all kinda X-rated stuff with me. But after a long time of trying to resist any sort of sexual fantasy about her, I just went with it - figuring that it would pass and I'd soon start fantasizing about other people - people who'd be a lot more socially correct to fantasize about than my own freakin' mother. 

Well, it's been more than a year since that very special 13th birthday and, instead of going away, my mom-featured fantasies have only grown more frequent - and more depraved. Also: it used to be that I would only think about doing twisted sex-acts with mom when I'm in bed (having some "quality time" with myself), but a month or two ago I've picked up the inconvenient habit of daydreaming about her anytime she looks or acts sexy... which is pretty much always.

So, basically, ever since my 13th birthday the biggest thing on my mind has been mom in her birthday suit.

After much soul-searching, I've decided to assess the situation objectively. Since ignoring the problem didn't help, maybe I should try facing it head-on. I don't mean I should jump naked in her bed, but maybe if I did something small like... kiss her, then I'd finally get some kinda fulfilment, and the whole depraved daydreaming thing might go away.

At the very least it's worth a try. Doing some brainstorming, I'd already come up with a scheme to get mom to kiss me (which, now that I think about it, was surprisingly easy); and today seemed as good a time as any to put "Operation - Kissing Mom" into effect, especially since mom was kind enough to provide me with a perfect opening: 


"Hey, is something the matter, sweetheart?" she questioned as we were getting ready for bed, "Correct me if I'm wrong, but you just haven't seem like yourself lately."

I quickly put on my most desponded face.

"Well, there is something..." I hesitantly replied while dropping down on my bed, "but I don't know if I can talk about it; it's kinda embarrassing."

Mom sat down beside me and put her hand on my shoulder. "Oh, c'mon! You're talking to the woman who used to change your diapers. What could be embarrassing after *that*?"

I crinkled my nose. "Not the mental image I need right now, mom."

"Heh, sorry, sweetie," she grinned, "but you know you can tell me anything, right?"

"Hmmm, I guess so..." I slowly replied, sounding deliberately reluctant.

"C'mon! Tell me, tell me, tell me!" she called out while tickling my sides.

"Okay! Okay!" I laughed. 

Heh. This was going pretty well so far. And since I was already in my nightwear (panties and a long t-shirt) I was perfectly dressed for the occasion.

Giving her a shy, sideways glance, I began, "Um... I've been thinking a lot about... a certain boy, lately, and wondering what it would be like to kiss him. It then occurred to me that I've never really kissed anyone before - on the mouth I mean - and I'm kinda worried that I'll suck at it," I rushed the last part out.

"That's all?" mom said, sounding surprised. 

She'd obviously expected something a lot bigger, although I seriously doubt if she'd been expecting anything as big as what's *really* bothering me. 

"Well, that's hardly worth getting upset about."

"Easy for you to say: you've had plenty of experience with kissing."

"Oh, please!" Mom rolled her eyes. "I haven't been with *that* many men... and besides, there used to be a time when I'd never kissed anyone yet, as well."

"Yeah, a long, long, LONG, time ago... like when you were still a baby, but I'll bet that as soon as you learned to walk..."

"Okay, that's enough of that, young lady," Mom smirked. "I'll have you know that I was walking for at least two years before I started kissing people... Besides, we're talking about you now - not me. So instead of bickering: let's come up with a way to get you over your first kiss fear."

I nodded and smiled back. "I'm cool with that."

"Sooo..." she drawled, "Let's think... What would be a good way to solve this tiny social snag?"

After thinking for a moment, mom looked at me shrewdly and said, "My guess is that you simply need a little practice to get started... it's a bit like riding a bike: once you know how, you never forget."

"Uh-huh, but it's the practicing that's the problem," I logically stated. "HOW do you suggest I practice kissing? On my pillow?"

"Nope. That would only make you more experienced in the ways of pillow washing," mom grinned. "I've got a much better idea: you can practice on me."

YES!!! 

It took some effort to keep a huge smile from appearing on my face - that would've been a little too obvious. 

Heh. I just *knew* that mom would suggest this solution. The first part of "Operation - Kissing Mom" has succeeded without a hitch. Now on to the second -harder- part of the plan: the actual kissing.

Just remember: don't act too eager...

"Um... not that I don't appreciate the offer, but... would't that be... I dunno... kinda creepy, *mom*?"

"Nah... it's not like we've never kissed before." Mom shrugged. "It's really no big deal... and I'll be able to give you a lot more feedback than your pillow."

"Well, that last part is probably true."

That familiar, impious smile suddenly appeared on mom's face. A second later, she held out her arms and puckered her lips. "C'mon, Rory - give mommy a big wet one."

Resisting the urge to throw myself in her arms, I instead put on a mildly disgusted face and raised my hands protectively in front of me. "Ewww! MOM!!!"

She started to laugh and, putting her arms around me, playfully attempted to kiss me. I began to laugh as well while half-heartedly ducking her kisses.

After a minute of this, I allowed mom to pin me down on the bed. And this time, when she leaned down again to plant a kiss on my lips, I didn't move my head away.

Instead I kissed her right back.

I saw mom's eyes widen a little in surprise as our lips touched. She'd obviously expected me to evade her again. But she didn't pull away; instead she closed her eyes and allowed the kiss to last for several seconds, before opening her eyes again and slowly pulling back.

For a long moment, we just stared at each other without saying a word.

It was mom who (as usual) broke the silence.

"So... how did you like your first real kiss, Rory?"

I softly stroked my lips with a single finger and then smiled. 

"Mmmm... Liked it! ... a lot!" I added.

Mom giggled. "Glad you enjoyed it, sweetie. See! Kissing is easy - nothing to worry about."

"Hmm, I'm not so sure..." I said, looking thoughtfully. "D'ya think we could maybe practice a little more?"

After a brief moment of hesitation, she shrugged and smiled.

"Sure thing, sweetheart," she told me as her lips descended to mine.

*****

Less than 10 seconds after mom left the room, my shirt & panties were off and my fingers were busy between my legs. I hadn't bothered with locking the door, or even lie beneath the covers to hide my naked body. I'd simply discarded my two items of clothing, put some lotion on my hands, and got on all fours - my naked ass pointing at the door, making it the first thing mom would see if she'd walked back in again. Part of me was hoping that would happen.

The reason for my urgent need to play with myself was the incredibly hot make-out session I just had with mom. Yeah, that's right: make-out session. There's simply no other way to describe the 15 minutes mom and I spend on my bed together, kissing and touching each other. "Operation - Kissing Mom" turned out a lot more R-rated than I had initially planned.

I'm not complaining, though!

After some simple - but very hot - on-the-lips kisses, I asked mom to teach me some other ways to kiss. She gracefully accepted and it didn't take long before we were French-kissing each other. Meanwhile, mom was also kind enough to show me some good places to put my hands during kissing (her sides, back, butt and close to her breasts). Eventually, I ended up straddling mom's lap with one of her hands supporting my panty-clad ass and the other stroking my back while our tongues played tag inside each other's mouths. 

I almost climaxed right then and there. No doubt about it: mom definitely knows how to kiss. I would've loved to have our make-out session last a little longer, but she suddenly seemed in a mighty big hurry to leave.

So here I am: kneeling on the bed, my upper body resting on the bed and my ass up in the air with both my hands busy bringing me to a much-needed orgasm. Not much in the mood for foreplay, I rapidly worked two fingers of my left hand in-and-out of my pussy while using my right hand to alternately play with my tits and clit.

While frantically finger-fucking myself, I closed my eyes and replayed the kissing practice with mom over in my mind, meanwhile pretending it's her fingers fucking my snatch and fondling my tits. Visualizing this tantalizing, forbidden scene, it didn't take me long to cum.

Still panting with lust, I turned over on my back and started licking my sticky secretions from my fingers while staring up at the ceiling.

I guess that in a way "Operation - Kissing Mom" was only part successful... I succeeded in getting mom to kiss me, but it obviously didn't rid me of my improper fantasies about her. 

To my surprise I wasn't bothered by this. I'm not sure when it happened - maybe gradually over the last few months or during the kissing lesson - but I no longer really cared that I was having incestuous lesbian fantasies about my own mother. In fact, I found myself seriously considering making some of those fantasies come true... and to hell with society's taboo on the whole mother/daughter thing. I'm old enough to make my own decisions, and as long as mom and I both want it, then I don't see the problem. Of course, I couldn't say for sure if mom actually wants to have sex with me, but if our little make-out session is any indication then she can't be totally opposed to the idea.

Smiling to myself, I stroked my right hand across my belly down to my pussy and slid a finger in-between my labia-lips. Picturing mom's naked body (which wasn't hard, considering I'd seen her naked plenty of times), I seesawed the single digit back and forth, going faster and faster, moaning as my finger grazed my sensitive clit with each stroke.

Once I'd worked up a nice lather down there, I pushed the finger inside my tight pink pussy hole and started fucking myself again. Moaning loudly with delight, I quickly added a second digit inside my dripping slot and fucked myself even harder while using my left hand to play with my boobs.

After happily finger-fucking myself for about ten minutes, I suddenly decided that I wanted to try something a little different. So, getting out of bed, I ran over to my desk and retrieved the oversized novelty pen mom won for me a few years back at the local carnival. I then hurried back to the bed and coated the end of the pen with plenty of hand lotion, making sure it's well lubricated.

Lying back, I hooked my ankles behind my neck so that I was staring straight into my own snatch and poised the pen at the opening of my pussy. I was all ready to push it in and give myself a good, hard fucking, when I suddenly hesitated... Sure, I could use a good, hard fucking right about now, but did I really want to lose my virginity to a large novelty pen? I don't think so... 

Deciding that the special privilege of deflowering me should belong to my wonderful mommy, I aimed the thick rod a little lower until it was pressing against my anal entrance. Then, taking a deep breath, I slowly started pushing the large pen inside my tight rectum.

I never had more then a finger or two up my backdoor, so fitting a 25-inch long pen with a 2 1/2-inch girth inside that narrow hole was quite a chore. After much panting, pushing and prodding, I eventually managed to get about a third of the length into my virgin asshole before concluding that I couldn't take a single inch more.

For a minute or two, I kept my hands entirely off the pen. Instead I studied with a strange kind of fascination the way it was lodged inside my ass with most of the length sticking out like some weird kind of plastic tail. 

Having taken the time to catch my breath, I decided to continue with my little sex games: taking the tip of the pen into my right hand, I pulled it towards me until it was touching my belly and then let go. With a soft swishing sound it instantly bounced back and struck my bottom before bouncing back the other way and almost hitting my clit. It then bounced back and forth with steadily decreasing speed... 

I breathed out a content little sigh, enjoying the wonderful vibrations the pen's movements sends coursing through my anal passage to my already aroused pussy. Once it stopped moving, I repeated my actions and breathlessly watched the long thick rod bounce around on my round little butt.

It really was a mesmerizing sight (not to mention a huge turn-on).

Becoming increasingly horny, I swiftly resumed playing with my wet slit while playfully swatting the large pen back and forth with my hand. A couple of minutes of this brought me to the brink of another orgasm.

I wanted to cum badly by now, but I also wanted to try something different than diddling my pussy and clit, like I did last time. So instead I grabbed the length of the pen with both hands and started to slide the thick rod in-and-out of my ass.

Not exactly being used to large objects going into my ass, things went a little slow at first. But once I got my little rosebud to relax a bit, I quickly got a steady fuck-rhythm going, and it didn't take long before my initial pain changed to pleasure. Once that happened, there was no stopping me...

Grunting and groaning loudly, I moved the novelty pen in and out of my butt like I was churning butter. I think I must have some kind of G-spot in my ass 'cause every time my makeshift dildo hit bottom, I was hit with a shockwave of pleasure that made my toes curl.

The moment my orgasm hit me, I closed my eyes and started pounding my ass even harder, whimpering, "Fuck me, mommy! Fuck your little girl's ass!!"

I came so hard that jets of pussy-juice actually squirted out of my slit! And thanks to this special pose I was in, these jets of juices landed right into my mouth and on my face. So moments into my orgasm, I was drinking down my own juices.

*****

Feeling content after that amazing second orgasm, I stretched out on the bed and absently toyed with my naked body while contemplating how to get into mom's panties, which is likely to be a lot harder than getting her to kiss me.

The beginnings of a plan started to come together (which basically entailed wearing skimpy and sexy outfits around mom and becoming a lot more touchy-feely) when I decided that I needed a shower. Getting up, I stretched and looked around for my bathrobe. That's when I suddenly got this naughty idea... Why not go without a bathrobe for a change? Mom has gone to bed already, but if she happens to see me then that's just a big plus for my plans to get in her panties. And it's not like she can say anything about it since she walks around bare-assed all the time... 

Yeah, I liked this idea - this could be my first step towards becoming a much more daring and exciting Rory Gilmore.

Smiling to myself, I left my room naked and headed up the stairs to the second floor that holds the bathroom and mom's bedroom. I was about to enter the bathroom when I suddenly heard this loud moan. As I looked around, it occurred to me that if that moan didn't come from me then it could only come from one other person...

I tiptoed to mom's bedroom and pressed my ear against the door. Bingo! I could definitely hear a loud moaning coming from inside her room, and it didn't take a Harvard graduate to figure out what she's doing.

I stifled a giggle. Seems like mommy and me had the same idea. We really are a lot alike.

Leaning down, I tried to peer through the keyhole, but since her room was pretty dark I was unable to see anything. Unbelievable, but I felt myself getting horny again. However, despite being very tempted to listen to mom play with herself, I opted for leaving since I didn't want to intrude on her privacy.

I was about to head back to the bathroom when I suddenly heard my name called out.

"Rory!!"

I stiffened. Did mom know I was here? Has she caught me peeping at her - in the *nude* no less!

"Oh! Ungh!! Rory-y-y-yyy!"

Holy Sh-- that didn't sound like an "I just caught you peeping at me, you little perv!" kinda Rory, to me. Nah-uh, that definitely sounded more like an "I want to cover your naked body with whipped cream and then lick it all off you" kinda Rory...

"OH!!! Mmmmm... Yessss!! Roryyyy!!!"

Yup, no mistake about it. Mom was playing with herself while thinking about lil' ole ME. Talk about your lucky coincidences!

Almost automatically, my hand went to the door handle and I opened the door just far enough to peek inside the room. My breath caught when I found myself looking straight at my very naked mother lying on top of the covers with her legs spread wide, busy drilling what looked like a very big dildo inside her slit.

The sight made me salivate.

My nipples almost instantly became hard pebbles and my cunny grew soaking wet as I watched mom enthusiastically fuck herself with that monster dildo. Silently, I slipped inside the room, closed the door behind me, and made my way to the bed.

Standing less than a foot away, I stared down at my frantically masturbating mother. Her eyes were tightly closed and her fit form was covered with a fine layer of perspiration, showing that she'd been at it for a while. 

I can't believe how beautiful she looked.

My eyes hungrily took in mom's ample-sized breasts jiggling wildly about as she pounded her pussy with that big prick, and the large ruby-red nipples which proudly crowned those firm mounds of flesh. After having performed a thorough study of my mother's boobs, I eagerly lowered my gaze towards my ultimate goal: mom's sweet snatch, which was currently being stuffed with a foot-long fake phallus.

I let out a small gasp when I noticed that mom had shaved off almost all of her pubic hair, except for a small bit on top, which she'd shaved in the form of a lightning bolt.

That's SO like mom.

Spellbound I watched the way my mommy's labia-lips would cling to the thick pole whenever she pulled it out - as if her cunt was unwilling to let the huge cock go - while listening with growing arousal to her many grunts and groans, accompanied by the sopping sounds the dildo made as she pumped it in-and-out of her slit.

"Ohhhhh!! ... Mmmm... Oh! Rory!! Oh! Yes!! Oohh! Oh! Ungh!! OH!! OHHH!!!"

It sounded like mom was about to cum. Without really thinking about what I'm doing, I climbed onto the bed between her wide-spread legs to watch the show from close up.

Mom must have felt my weight on the bed 'cause she instantly opened her eyes and looked straight at me.

"RORY?!?!" she yelled, "What the fuck?!!"

"Uh... Hi, mom?!" I chirpily replied while giving her a hesitant smile and a little wave.

She stared at my face, looking totally stunned. Then down at my naked body, and then at her own naked body - focussing specifically on her dildo-filled vagina.

Yelping loudly, she released the large dildo and scrambled for the covers, hurriedly trying to cover herself.

Uh-oh! This wasn't going well at all...

Having no time to lose, I sprang into action and quickly covered mom's body with my own, pushing her on her back. She gave me this shocked, wide-eyed look and her mouth opened to say something. Not granting her any time to speak, I planted my mouth on hers and slipped her the tongue, twirling it gently around.

Those kissing lessons were sure coming in handy fast!

With our lips locked together, I slid one hand down her taut belly and captured her stiff clit between two fingers. At the same time, I covered her right breast with my free hand and began rubbing the hard red nipple and kneading the supple flesh while at the same time stroking and rolling her rock-hard clit between my thumb and index-finger.

The moment I started playing with her clit, mom's body went limp and she stopped fighting me. This made my racing heartbeat gradually return to its normal level, and if I wasn't lip-locked with mom, I would've breathed a deep sigh of relief! 

I'd been very much afraid that she was going to yell at me and then throw me out of her room. That would've really messed up the great relationship we have, and I would have been devastated if that had happened. Luckily, it now seems like mom's getting into this as much as I am.

The change in attitude was amazing; it's like I flipped some kind of mental switch when I touched her clit.

One moment, she's trying to get away from me, and the next moment our tongues are playing tag in each other's mouth. Her hands - formerly used to fend me off - now covered my bare breasts and toyed with my erect nipples.

Feeling happy and reassured, I released her mouth but kept my fingers working on her clit while I raised my head and smiled down at her.

Mom had this kinda dreamy expression on her face, with her mouth hanging slightly open and her normally so alert blue eyes looking a bit glazed. She was looking so "out of it" that I pinched her clit just to get a reaction out of her. Feeling relieved when she gasped in response and her eyes focussed on me, I smiled again and continued fondling her tits and clitoris.

A minute of my handiwork had her moaning loudly with pleasure

Feeling suddenly much more confident about myself, I playfully asked, "Yeah... feels nice, doesn't it, mom?"

With a light blush covering her cheeks, she let out an affirmative little moan. "Mm-mm..."

Giggling, I moved my hand from her clit and grabbed the large dildo that was still sticking out of her cunt. Holding the rubber rod tightly, I slowly pulled until it was almost all the way out... and then shoved it swiftly all the way back inside, eliciting a loud grunt from mom.

I repeated this a couple times... moving the fake cock in-and-out with teasingly slow strokes. Just like I expected, it only took a few minutes of being prick-teased before mom became frustrated and started raising her hips to meet the large dildo. 

Having waited for this moment, I quickly let go off the dildo and watched her lewdly buck and grind her hips into thin air, trying desperately to get off. Noticing something's amiss, mom opened her eyes and looked back and forth between me and the dildo - I think I actually heard her whimpering with need.

I returned her pleading look with the most innocent smile I could manage.

"Do you want me to use this on you, mommy?" I asked with a little girl's voice, feeling deliciously wicked.

Mom's blush grew darker and she swallowed nervously, but after only a moment's pause she nodded eagerly.

"What's that, mom?" I teasingly inquired.

"... yes," she softly replied.

"Yes, what?" I innocently asked.

"YES, *please* use that big dildo on me!" she called out frustrated, "I need it! Pound my pussy with that huge rubber hard-on, Rory!"

"Sure thing, mom," I smiled, "Just get on all fours, raise your cute ass in the air, and I'll give you the fucking of a lifetime."

Not exactly used to hearing that kinda language coming from my mouth, mom looked at me kinda like I was a giraffe delivering the Gettysburg address.

"Okay... Who are you, and what did you do to my daughter?"

With a slight pout on my face, I let go off the dildo and flicked her clit with my index finger.

"Oh!"

"Hmm, I guess you don't need me to use that dildo on you, after all..." I said, sighing deeply, "That's too bad."

When I pretended to get off the bed, mom turned around and got on all fours, lewdly lifting her ass up in the air... and all within a single second.

Being suddenly presented with the spectacular sight of mom's firm round butt pointed straight at me less than a foot away made me blink a couple of times. 

Wow! I just keep getting blown away by how incredible sexy my mother is.

I felt my heartbeat grow faster again as I tentatively stuck out my hand and lovingly petted her perfect ass. Putting my other hand into play, I grabbed both her buttocks and gently squeezed, kneaded and stroked those two perfect spheres for several memorable minutes.

Practically salivating with lust, I ran my tongue across my lips while moving my face even closer. Unable to resist, I parted my lips and planted a hungry kiss on each ass-cheek.

Looking up, I noticed mom looking back at me - her expression a mixture of fascination, arousal and disbelief as she watched me kiss her ass. She then got that familiar mischievous gleam in her eyes, and I just *knew* that mom's about to hit me with some kinda witty remark about ass-kissing.

When she opened her mouth, I swiftly slid my left hand between her legs; and before she got the chance to pronounce the words, I was already stroking her slit and clit, making her totally forget about what she's gonna say. Instead she started humping my hand while letting out little pants of pleasure.

Keeping my hand busy between mom's legs, I moved from sitting behind her to kneeling at her side, and then quickly repositioned my left arm beneath her belly so I could stroke her dripping slot from below.

Judging from mom's increasingly loud panting and moaning, I sensed that she's only seconds away from reaching the big O. Wanting to make her first time with me extra special, I grabbed the end of the dildo still sticking out of her cunt and started working it in and out.

With my left hand diddling her clit, and my right hand pounding the large rubber prick inside her, the effect on mom was incredible: she came screaming loudly with juices gushing out of her slit.

Completely caught up in the intense erotic excitement of the moment, I kept on working that big cock into my mother's receptive snatch while her body convulsed with multiple orgasms, and didn't stop until she couldn't stay on her hands and knees any longer and dropped face down on the bed.

Smiling to myself, I stroked mom's sweaty naked body. Taking her loud screaming in consideration, and the fact that she almost passed out, I figured that this was an orgasm she wouldn't soon forget.

With mom being totally relaxed, I easily pulled the thick dildo from her slick cunt and brought it close to my face to examine it...

It was even bigger than I'd initially thought; at least an entire foot in length and 3 inches thick, and the purple length was glistening with mom's juices.

I stared at it for a while before curiously sticking out my tongue and swiping it across the dildo's length, getting my first taste of mom's pussy-juice. 

Mmmm... Yummy!

Smacking my lips, I tried to identify the taste... It was kinda hard to describe... definitely a sweet flavour but with a hint of spice... 

Hmm... cinnamon, perhaps?

Anyway, whatever it was, I liked it... a LOT. Eagerly, I licked the entire dildo clean. Then stuck it in my mouth (which took several tries) and slid my lips up and down on it a few times while rubbing my tongue around it and sucking with all my might. It suddenly occurred to me that - in a way - I was now performing my first ever blowjob; I started to giggle and the rubber cock slipped from my mouth.

I was about to return the fake phallus to my mouth and continue my dummy run blowjob when I happen to look up and all of a sudden found myself looking straight into my mother's clear blue eyes.

Mom must be in great shape to recover from that many orgasms *this* quickly, I considered while looking back at her. Pretty good at deciphering mom's facial expression I noticed that she was eyeing me with a mixture of amusement, interest, and lust.

Her gaze suddenly shifted to the glistening purple dildo that I was still holding at my mouth, like a large, novelty-shape Popsicle. I stared down at the dildo, and then back at mom... seeing a grin form on her lips, I felt my cheeks turn red from embarrassment.

Maybe a stupid thing to be embarrassed about after sneaking naked into my mother's bedroom and helping her finish her masturbation session, but I couldn't help it.

With that grin still plastered on her lips, mom slowly sat up and took the dildo from me - placing it on the nightstand. Next, she moved closer to me and lifted my chin until we were looking into each other's eyes.

Uh-oh! Mom was no longer looking confused or conflicted in any way. And she wasn't smiling, either. Instead, she had that stern "take-no-prisoners" look she usually reserves for whenever there's a crises at the Inn, or at those very rare occasions when I act out and she considers it time to remind me who's in charge.

Every time I see that look I feel both scared and excited for some reason.

"Alright, young lady!" Mom sternly addressed me.

I gulped nervously.

"I think it's time you and I had a little talk."


Chapter 3 - Lorelai Takes Charge


This wasn't the first time mom sat me on her lap for a lengthy lecture. But it was definitely the first time that this happened while we were both naked; which basically explains while I kept getting distracted. It's kinda difficult listening to mom berate me for sneaking into her room and playing with her pussy, while my naked ass is in direct contact with said pussy and her boobs are pressing against my back. 

I tried my best to stay focussed and pay attention to what mom was saying, but each time her rock-hard nipples rubbed against my back, my mind drifted away... back to earlier when I had mom kneeling on her hands and knees before me and I was pumping a foot-long dildo into her snatch... 

Mmmm... Just thinking about it made me wet again. Mom sure had no problem with me playing with her pussy then.

"... so you understand why you need to punished, Rory."

"Hmm?" 

Abruptly shaken from my thoughts, I quickly tried to recall what mom just said to me.

"Oh, yes, momma," I hurriedly replied as I remembered, "I understand." 

Tilting my head slightly, I gave mom my most endearing, wide-eyed look. "I'm sorry, mommy - I know I've been naughty." 

With some effort, I managed to make a single tear run down my cheek.

"What kinda punishment are you gonna give me?" I questioned in my saddest tone of voice.

Uh-oh! There's that familiar gleam in mom's eyes again. I don't think the innocent/adorable shtick worked on her this time.

"I'm afraid you're in for a lengthy spanking, Lorelai Leigh Gilmore," she told me, a tiny smile curling the edges of her lips.

"Really? A spanking?" I heard myself ask.

"Uh-huh."

"But... you never spanked me before."

"Yeah, I know, honey," Mom replied while stroking my bare behind. "But you certainly deserve one now... and I believe that a thorough butt-warming will do you some good."

With those words, mom laid me across her lap and shifted my unresisting body around until my bare bottom was positioned perfectly for the upcoming spanking.

To be honest, the thought of being spanked made me more curious than scared. I'd always wondered what it would be like to be spanked by mom, and I was instantly reminded of my best friend Lane telling me about the numerous bare-bottomed spankings she received from her mother. 

Lane's mother is really strict and a firm believer in using corporal punishment to keep naughty, disobedient children in-line. 

"That's how *I* was raised, and how I was raised *well*," Mrs. Kim snaps whenever somebody gets up the nerve to ask her about her child-raising methods. "Now, are you here to buy something or not."

That usually tends to end any kind of discussion about child-raising with Mrs. Kim.

Well, say what you will about her parenting philosophy, and how outdated it is, but there's little doubt that Lane Kim is one of the best behaved, nicest girls in all of Stars Hallow (and that's saying something for a village that seems stuck in the fifties). In fact, she's even got me beat in the best behaved category. So I guess Mrs. Kim must be doing something right.

Of course, the question remains why a nice, well-behaved girl like Lane still gets spanked on a regular basis. 

I mean, this girl has got, like, only one vice, which is her utter devotion to all kinds of modern music (and in my opinion that's really stretching the word vice). Naturally, Mama Kim considers pop, rock, punk, metal, and just about every other kind of music invented in the last decennia to be the Devil's music. But that still doesn't explain why Lane's bottom gets tanned almost every other week. 

And I'm pretty sure that's what she's averaging these days - Lane tells me everything, including detailed accounts of her spankings. Hmmm... and maybe there in lies the answer to my question... Lane tends to be *very* explicit whenever she tells me about a spanking she received, even though a simple "Hey, Rory! Guess what... I got spanked again yesterday" would suffice. And she always gets this excited blush on her cheeks when she relates her latest butt-warming. I've also noticed that she keeps asking me if mom ever spanks me.

All things considered, I'm getting more and more the feeling that Lanie has quite the little obsession with spanking. And I'm betting that *that's* the reason she gets spanked so often. Every time she's in the mood for a spanking, she simply thinks of something that would tick off her mother (which isn't that hard to do), and --

SMACK!!

"Ouch!" I yelled, more from surprise than actual pain, as mom's hand crashed down on my bare behind.

SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!  

"Oh!"

SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!!

Mom's hand smacked down again and again on my upraised ass, rhythmically striking a beat on my bare buttocks. Even though each of her spanks stung and made my ass-cheeks tingle, she was clearly holding back since they didn't really hurt a lot.

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!

To acknowledge that I was actually getting spanked, and to ensure that mom didn't suddenly decide to beat my ass a lot harder, I let out another yelp and squirmed around on her lap.

SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Owww! It's hurtssss!" I whined pitifully while wiggling my little butt.

Hmm. Judging from mom's giggling I don't think my act had her entirely convinced.

SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!!

Suddenly the spanking stopped. Instead of rising again, mom's hand remained on my warm buttocks and started tenderly stroking my glowing globes.

I squirmed back and forth on her lap again, this time in pleasure, and arched my back to give her better access to my hindquarters. Mmmm... This doesn't feel like mom's trying to punish me.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!

Three more spanks struck my behind followed by more gentle rubbing, and this time she also tickled my slit with the tips of her fingers.

"Mmmm... Ohhhhh!" 

More spanking followed by more rubbing... Once again, mom's fingers skipped across my slit and I quickly spread my legs wider to give her better access to that part of my anatomy as well.

SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!

"Oh-ohhhh!" I moaned as her hand went from spanking me to sliding between my wide-spread legs and stroking my soft pussy mound.

Oh, God! That feels good... Wait-a-minute! I think I get what's going on here: Mom isn't angry about me feeling her up and making her come, she's mostly a bit upset about freaking her out by jumping naked on her bed while she was pleasuring herself... and the whole "punishment" thing must be her little way of getting back at me.

"Like that, baby?" she whispered into my ear while her fingers rubbed my moist labia-lips.

"Ohhhhh!! Yes, mommy!" I eagerly called out.

"Mmmm... and how do you like *this*?" she questioned, her voice heavy with arousal.

SMACK! SMACK!!

"Yowww!!" My eyes bugged out as two stinging spanks suddenly hit my puffy pussy-mound.

Okay, so maybe she's more than a bit upset...

SMACK!! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!

Four more spanks struck my tender slit, making me gasp for air and buck wildly on her lap.

SMACK! SMACK!!

These two landed directly on my sensitive clit triggering a very sudden and intense orgasm.

"MOOOOMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!" I screeched, bucking and thrashing on mom's lap while her hand calmly continued its steady barrage on my defenceless pussy.

Unable to take much more of this, I was about to beg for mercy when the pussy-spanking suddenly stopped, ending as abruptly as it had started.

Draped across mom's lap, still busy recovering from that incredible orgasm, my ears perked when I heard mom grab something from the nightstand. My thoughts instantly went to the enormous dildo that belongs to mom, which I'd placed on the nightstand after drilling her cunt with it.

Breathlessly, I waited for what's to come... and gasped when I felt a cool liquid being poured all over my sore ass and throbbing pussy. The soothing sensation of the cold lotion coming in contact with my hot skin was followed by the comforting feeling of mom's soft hand meticulously massaging the lotion into my buttocks. 

This comforting feeling quickly turned to arousal when her fingers slipped into my crack and played with my asshole for a bit before sliding down to my aching cunt. I moaned with delight when I felt her stroking my dripping slot. 

Mom then showcased her superior masturbation skills by working my pussy like a pro. Her nimble fingers were all over my slit - tickling the sensitive skin, stroking my swollen lips, tweaking my rock-hard clit... Within a couple of minutes, she had me panting with lust and attempting to hump her fingers - I was totally in her thrall.

It didn't take long before I was begging her to let me cum again. Mom, of course, took that opportunity to tease me a little.

"Awww, does lil' Rory need to cum?" she playfully asked while tickling my hypersensitive clit.

"YES!!! Pleeeeeaaaaase, mommy!" I pitifully whined for the fifth time.

"Do you promise to be a good girl and do whatever mommy tells you to if I let you cum?"

"Yes!"

"Really?"

"YES!! Yes, mommy! I promise!"

"Hmmm, I'm still not sure if you *really* mean it..." mom said. 

"Mo-o-om!" 

Frustrated, I turned my head and glared at her. Mom responded by batting her eyelashes at me accompanied by an infuriating, innocent smile.

I sighed. 

"Okay, out with it, mom... what do you want?"

A slight shudder went through me when I noticed mom's "innocent" smile turning distinctly wicked, and I was filled with a mixture of dread and arousal.

"I think we should have a little test," she cheerfully announced.

Seating me on the bed, she practically ran to her closet. I could hardly believe my eyes when she came back proudly brandishing her digital camera (the latest toy she'd bought herself). 

Next thing I know, mom was putting me through a series of pornographic poses while her camera immortalized me. 

For example, she had my lie back on the bed with my legs straight up forming a wide "V". After taking some snapshots of me in that very revealing pose (including close-ups of my pussy and ass), she ordered me to pull my legs back and use my fingers to hold my pussy open. She then took numerous pictures of me displaying my cunt, followed by another series of me fingering myself.

After that, mom placed me on my belly with my face in the pillow and my legs drawn up beneath me, sticking my butt up in the air. She then had me reach back and spread my ass-cheeks while she took more photos...

Although I pretended otherwise, I was actually loving this photoshoot as much as mom did. My only regret was that she didn't allow me to get myself off.

For the grand finale, mom took me downstairs into the living room and had me do a handstand in front of the couch, taking lotsa pictures from all angles. Walking around me, she grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide until my body was forming a giant "Y" and took some more pictures.

Telling me to hold that pose, mom ran into the kitchen and returned with a single cherry, which she carefully placed on top of my pussy. While she hovered above my pussy with her camera, snapping off pictures, the small piece of fruit slowly slid into my wide-open pussyhole until only the tip of the small stem peeked out. 

Mom used her mouth to suck the cherry from my pussy and then came up with some more interesting poses, which included me lying spread-eagled on the dinner table - first on my back, and later on my belly with a candle sticking out of my ass; leaning across the back of the couch like I was about to get my ass whipped (mom gave my behind a couple of good whacks to give my buns the convincing red colour they needed for this photograph); sitting on the big leather chair with my legs hanging over the armrests and holding my pussy open while smiling for the camera. By now I'd gotten so aroused that mom had to wipe off the seat of the chair afterwards. 

Snickering while she cleaned the chair, mom promised she'd take me back upstairs and make me cum really hard after just one more "special" pose. Horny as hell, I readily agreed without asking what that pose entailed... 

A little later, I found myself crawling around in the backyard on all fours with a dog collar around my neck (don't ask me what we were doing with a dog collar without owning -or ever having owned- a dog) with mom instructing me what to do - calling me "mommy's little bitch" and taking more pictures.

All in all, I discovered that mom's a lot more depraved than I gave her credit for... Guess I didn't really have to worry about not being able to seduce her, after all.

True to her word, she took me back to her room after that - though she also made me crawl back into the house, and then up the stairs, while the camera snapped off one picture after the other. Once in her bedroom, mom managed to come up with one final, humiliating pose... Still completely naked aside from the collar, I was ordered to assume the "begging" pose... which basically meant I was kneeling in front of her holding my arms out with my palms facing down (like a dog begging for a treat). 

As an added bonus, mom had me bark like a dog while taking my picture (not that this would show up on the photo, but simply because it amused her).

I suppose I should've been more upset about the humiliating things she made me do... But if anything, mom's unusual dominating behaviour and the lewd poses she put me through, made me so incredibly aroused I could hardly see straight.

"That's a good girl!" Mom smirked delightfully while petting my head. "You just earned yourself a nice reward."

I trembled with arousal as mom pulled me back across her lap and returned her expert fingers to my needy pussy.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhh-OH!! Yessssss, mommyyyy!" I happily moaned while mom's fingers worked their magic.

She stroked, tickled, and teased my over-stimulated slot for a good 10 minutes before finally sliding two fingers inside my sopping wet slit.

The moment I felt her fingers enter my pussy, I started humping my ass back at her, trying to get my hungry cunt filled.

"Oh, yeah! You sure love having my fingers up your tight, teenaged twat, don't ya, sweetie?" Mom casually remarked.

"Uhhh!! Yes, mommy!" I readily agreed. Willing to say and do anything mom wanted as long as she kept diddling my slot.

"God! Just lookit that soaked little snatch... You're such a little slut, Rory," she snickered.

"Mmmm? Well, like mother like daughter, I guess," I retorted, feeling much too horny to be insulted by mom's dirty talk.

Giggling to herself, mom patted my ass with her free hand. "Touché."

Still stroking my behind, her fingers thrust deeper into my tight pussy-hole until they encountered a slight barrier.

"Still a virgin," Mom stated relieved while her fingers carefully probed my maidenhead. "That's my girl!"

Despite the sexual haze hanging around my mind like a thick fog, I could still find the humour in mom's obvious relief at finding out for sure that her little girl was still a virgin. If it's up to me, I wouldn't remain a virgin much longer.

"Fuck me, mommy!" I panted excitedly while lustfully wiggling my ass at her.

Mom giggled again and increased the finger-fucking pace. "I'm working on it, Rory."

"No, I mean: *really* fuck me, mom," I clarified. "Jam that big-ass dildo into my cunt and make me a woman!"

I could hear mom sucking in her breath. "Uhh, I don't think that's such a good idea, sweetheart."

"Fuck me!" I repeated, more adamantly, while wriggling my behind again, "*Please* mommy! I really wanna be fucked by you!"

"Nuh-uh! I don't want you to lose your virginity like this, Rory," mom said decisively. "Besides, my dildo is much too big for a tight virgin pussy like yours."

I was about to plead some more when I suddenly came up with the perfect solution.

"Then stick it up my ass instead!" I eagerly suggested. "That's no longer virgin territory."

"You mean you let a boy..." mom started, sounding appalled at the very idea of a boy sticking his thing up her precious daughter's ass.

"No!" I quickly cut in. "This was more of a... do-it-self project."

Mom giggled. 

"Oh, good!" she exclaimed, relieve evident in her voice. "But sticking that huge dildo up your ass doesn't exactly sound like a viable option either, sweetie."

I let out a sigh. "Less than an hour ago, I had half of my large novelty pen inside my butt, so I think I can handle your dildo, mom."

"Holy buttfuck, Batman!" Mom called out surprised, making me giggle. 

"Christ, Rory! Are you telling me that you actually fucked your ass with that huge pen I gave you?"

"Yup! And now that's cleared up... how about you stick that big dildo inside my already primed asshole and fuck me hard until I cry "uncle"," I suggested, doing my best to sound as naughty and adult as I possibly could.

Mom snickered and then went quiet... obviously considering the best course of action.

"Hmm, are you sure, Rory?"

"Yes! Now will you stop worrying, and start fucking me, mom!" I called out frustrated.

SMACK!!!  "Ouch!"

"Watch that tone, young lady," mom said with her mockingly-stern voice, so I don't think she was too upset. "Or you're in for another lengthy spanking."

Mmmm, tempting! But right now I was more in the mood for a nice, hard fucking.

"Yes, ma'am!" I answered demurely. She stroked my bare bottom in response, and even though I was still lying face down across her lap, I could sense her smile.

"That's better," she said satisfied while pulling her fingers from my pussy.

I was about to protest the prematurely ended finger-fucking when I felt her hands pry apart my ass-cheeks, exposing my tiny asshole to her eyes. I was immediately filled with anticipation. Does this mean that mom is actually gonna fuck my ass, I thought excitedly.

I shuddered with delight when I felt her fingers tickle my asshole.

"Like that, sweetie?" she questioned, her voice a throaty whisper.

"Uh-huh!" I grunted while lifting my butt a little more.

"Oh, yeah! Looks like you like it a lot," Mom muttered, kinda sounding like she was talking to herself.

I gasped when an entire finger was suddenly shoved into my butthole. Once her finger was all the way in, mom started moving it in and out, finger-fucking my ass in a casual manner.

"How about this? You like that as well, Rory?"

"Mmmm... Oh, yessssss," I moaned.

SMACK!!!  "Slut!" she snickered, smacking my ass.

"Ouch!! Bitch!" I shot back.

"Uh-uh! That's no way to talk to you mother, Rory," mom teasingly said while halting the finger-fucking. "Now apologize, or I'm not gonna fuck your ass."

Desperately needing to be fucked right now, I turned my head and did my best to give mom my most apologetic look. "I'm sorry, mommy," I said repentantly.

Giggling again, mom shot me a sly wink and then picked up the large rubber dildo from the nightstand. I watched with growing arousal as she took a small bottle of hand lotion from the drawer and started liberally coating the dildo's thick length with the oily substance. 

When the dildo was properly lubricated, mom twirled it around a few times like a baton. While playing around with the rubber rod, she returned her attention to me: studying and caressing my naked body.

After playing with my tits, her hand slid down my chest, across my belly, and then reaching my aroused pussy. I was so incredibly wet that mom was able to stuff three fingers into my tight slot without much difficulty. 

Once her fingers were buried inside my narrow sheath, she began moving them in and out - fucking me with those three digits. With every movement her fingers made, her hand grazed my swollen clit, making me squirm on her lap mewling with pleasure. She quickly got a steady finger-fucking rhythm going that had me grunting and groaning along with the sopping sounds her fingers made while thrusting into my soaked slit.

I was so enthralled by mom's fingers working their magic on my pussy that it took a while before I noticed another set of fingers making its way into my asshole. Before I knew it, mom had two lotion covered fingers buried deep inside my butt. I groaned when she twirled them around

"Just making sure your ass will be ready for my big cock, sweetie," mom cooed into my ear while working both sets of fingers deeper into my twin holes, her efforts accompanied by my very loud grunts and groans.

When she seemed satisfied that my asshole was loosened and lubricated enough, she yanked her fingers out and patted my butt.

"Ready, Rory?"

"Yes, mommy!" I squeaked, wiggling my butt at her.

She playfully swatted it again. In the last couple of hours, mom seems to have developed a passion for manhandling my behind.

Retrieving the lubricated dildo from wherever she put it, she waved the thick rubber sex-toy in front of my eyes.

"Then let's see how much of this we can fit inside your tight little ass, sweetie," she declared, her voice practically brimming with excitement as she positioned the tip of the dildo at my back-entrance.

I held my breath when I felt the stub nose of the dildo press against my sphincter, moaning loudly as it prodded my little hole repeatedly before slowly sinking inside. Mom jimmied the rubber prick around a bit, then pushed in again, making me gasp and groan as the fat phallus gradually explored more and more of my anal passage.

My earlier anal adventure with the large novelty pen combined with mom's fingers lubing up my ass had done a decent job in loosening me up, so that even her huge dildo was able to enter my asshole relatively easy. Mom got more than half a foot of thick, fake cock inside me without much effort.

"Mmm, very impressive, Rory," she told me after she'd shoved another couple of inches of the thick rod inside my rectum. "That's one fuckable ass you've got there..."

I only half-listened to what she said, since I was more focussed on her fingers diddling my slit and that big-ass dildo drilling my butt.

Apparently satisfied with the amount of dildo she'd stuffed into my behind, mom pulled some of its length out and began slowly screwing me with the large rubber pole.

"Ungh... Oohh!"

"Just relax, sweetie," she cooed while pushing the fake prick further in. "There ya go..."

"Unghh! Uhh... Oohhhh!"

Mom's fingers started pumping my pussy faster and faster with the dildo following suit. She was really giving it to me, stuffing both my holes simultaneously at a rapid pace that had me panting with lust while I lewdly shook my ass in sync to the double fucking I was receiving - a sight I'm sure mom appreciated.

I'm not certain how long this all lasted. It could've been an entire hour that I laid across her lap while she pounded my holes with her fingers and a big rubber cock, or it could've a couple of minutes - I completely lost all sense of time as mom steadily fucked me into a delirium.

However, for some reason she didn't allow me any relief, no matter how much I begged and promised to do *anything* in return. Each time I got close to cumming, mom would halt the double-fucking until I'd "cooled off"... Once that happened that big dildo would be shoved back into my behind while her fingers returned to my snatch... and then she frigged and fucked me again to the brink of another orgasm before quitting.

"MO-O-OM!!!" I cried in anguish as an impending climax was once again denied to me. "You promised that you would make me cum - really hard - if I'd pose for you!"

"And I will, sweetheart," mom snickered while stroking my snatch (but not hard enough to make me cum). "You just need to be a little more patient."

"I wanna cum NOW!" I loudly demanded. I knew that I sounded like a 6 year-old demanding a treat or toy, but I really didn't care - I badly needed release, and gosh darn it! I was gonna bug mom until I got it!

I heard mom chuckle. 

Oh, I'm *so* gonna get her for this when I get the chance!

"Just a bit more patience, sweetie... I'm gonna make your first orgasm with mommy *really* special."

Instead of resuming the finger/butt fuck like I expected, she yanked the dildo from my rectum and, despite my objections, lifted me from her lap and sat me back down on the bed.

Feeling frustrated by her actions, I brought my hands down to my pussy to finish the job myself but mom quickly swatted my hands away.

"Nuh-uh, young lady! There'll be no playing with yourself unless I say so." 

"But mo-o-oooommmm!" I whined in protest. "I *really* need some release!"

Standing up, mom turned to me with an impish smile on her face. 

"Relax, Rory... I promised you an amazing orgasm, and that's what you're gonna get!"

Giving me a wink, she went to her closet and searched around in it. She quickly found what she was looking for... apparently a pair of panties? At least that's what they looked like in the dimly lit room from a distance: a pair of leather panties.

Then she turned around and my mouth fell open when I saw the dildo that had been up my ass a couple of minutes ago, protruding erect from mom's groin like an actual cock.

She'd put on some kind of strap-on harness! This kinda makes me wonder what other "special equipment" mom owns...

With a wicked smile on her lips, mom strutted back to the bed... My eyes automatically focussed on the big purple prick that bopped up, down and sideways while she walked.

Standing before me, she rested her hands on her hips, striking an impressive pose. Our eyes met as I finally managed to tear my eyes away from her crotch, and I blushed when I noticed that she was staring at the dog collar that I was still wearing. I moved to take it off but mom stopped me.

"No! Keep it on." A small smirk appeared on her lips. "It's very suitable for the position you're gonna be in for the next half hour."

I shot her a confused look, which made mom's smirk grow bigger.

"Get on all fours and raise your cute ass in the air, Rory," she told me with a smug little smile, "'Cause I'm gonna give you the fucking of a lifetime!"

My cheeks turned a bright pink as mom threw my own words back at me. At the same time, just thinking about the naughty sex-play mom seemed to have planned for us made my clit tingle and my cunt heat up.

Feeling a sudden need to hurry, I turned around and positioned myself on my hands and knees. My arms and legs trembled slightly while I impatiently waited for what's to come next... (hopefully me)

SMACK!!  "Ouch!"

"Stick that ass up in the air, Rory," mom ordered me after swatting my ass.

Licking my suddenly dry lips, I bended my arms slightly and leaned down until my head was resting on mom's pillow; I then arched my back to make my bare butt stick out even more.

"Good girl!" mom purred while lightly stroking my bottom. I shivered with excitement when I heard her climb on the bed behind me.

There was a long moment of silence with our heavy breathing the only sounds in the room. During this time I could almost *feel* mom's gaze move across my naked body. Knowing mom was checking me out made my pussy grow even wetter (though that seemed hardly possible at this point).

Then I felt something... a feather light touch on both of my butt-cheeks. Mom was stroking my behind again.

The soft stroking gradually turned rougher and was followed by the kneading and squeezing of my buttocks' pliant flesh. I let out tiny grunts of pleasure and pain at the rough treatment that my tender ass was receiving.

I gasped loudly when both her hands suddenly grabbed an ass-cheek and pulled the spheres of flesh apart, revealing my tiny pink asshole to mom's eyes.

"...hard to believe that *that* tight little hole is able to receive this big cock," I heard her mutter.

Then the round tip of the dildo was pressing against my anus again, demanding entry and getting it... Slowly, the thick rubber rod made its way back inside my anal tube, stretching the elastic muscle further and further until the dildo's head popped inside. 

"Unghh!! Oohhhh!"

Holding my eyes tightly closed, I tried to relax as much as I could as more of the large strap-on was forced inside my rectum. When the dildo finally bottomed out, tears leaked out from beneath my eyelids while my senses were bombarded with a heady combination of pleasure and pain.

Suddenly, her hands were all over me: petting, kneading, stroking and tickling my naked form. Despite have a foot-long cock stuck up my sore ass, mom's "hands-on" approach made me squirm with delight. 

Placing her hands on my hips, she slowly pulled the fake phallus out until only the tip of it remained lodged in my anus.

She started rubbing her breasts against my back as her lips slid over the nape of my neck and fastened to the underside of my ears. Her hands slid around me and cupped my dangling breasts, squeezing them, while she ground her hips around in slow circles, twisting the rubber cock around in my rectum.

"Oohh! Mmmm! Mommyyy! Ohhhhh! Ungh!! Oohh!"

I managed to spread my legs a bit wider and happily humped back as she drove the big dildo down into me. Mom released one of my titties and slid her hand across my belly down to the sticky "V" between my legs. Three fingers slid into my drenched cunt while her thumb found my clitty and started rubbing.

I heard her grunting and whispering as she fucked me in both holes. At first I couldn't make out the words, then I did...

"Fucking you," she was gasping. "Fucking you! Fucking you!"

Her voice sounded strained, like she was grinding her teeth. She started pumping the thick strap-on faster into my ass, finger-fucking my slit swifter, and rubbing my tender clit harder. I felt my insides quivering like jelly, and groaned in pleasure. What *really* got me going, though, were her words, and the raw emotion behind them - the knowledge that she's getting off like never before from butt-fucking *me*!

"Oh, fuck!" Mom panted, now clearly audible. "Oh, Fuck! Oohh! FUCKING HELL!!! I can't believe I'm really doing this! I'm actually fucking my teenaged daughter's sweet ass!!"

I didn't respond to mom's loud x-rated soliloquy - at least not with actual words.

"Ungh! Ungh! Oohh! Unghh! Ohhhh!! OH! OH! Unghh!"

With mom's fingers pumping into my pussy and that big, fat prick pounding my ass, my mind sort of short-circuited - the overwhelming, mind-shattering sensation of pure lust left little room for anything else except the desire to simply remain like this for ever, enjoying the amazing feeling of getting thoroughly fucked in both my holes by my loving mother.

But mom's never been a person of quiet enjoyment... As usual she was feeling pretty talkative.

"What a <pant> cute little ass <pant> you have here, sweetheart!" she lovingly told me, "and what a perfect fit for my prick...  Damn! Too bad you can't see your tiny asshole swallowing your mother's big cock."

"Ooh! Oohh!! Ooh! Unggh!!!" I grunted nonsensical.

"Yeah! That's right! You love mommy's cock, don't ya, Rory!" 

"Ohhhh... Oh! Mmmmm!"

SMACK!!

"Ouch! Ungh! Oohh!!"

"Tell me how much you love it," she suddenly demanded while slapping my ass again.

SMACK!!

"I-I-I...love it, momma," I managed to get out.

"You love mommy's big cock fucking your ass?"

"Ye...yesss."

"Then say it!"

SMACK!! SMACK!!!

"Owww!! Ooh! I love it! I-I love your... Ungh! ... b-big cock f-fucking ... my t-tight little ass, momma! Ungh! Oohh GOD!! I love it so ... OH!! ... fucking much!"

"Horny little bitch!" she suddenly growled in my ear while pinching both my nipples hard.

"Oouch!"

Mom's words and actions shocked and surprised me, but also made the sexual heat flare up higher inside me as her right hand returned to its previous place between my thighs and continued working on my cunt and clitoris.

I could hardly believe my ears when she started to hum a merry tune while fingering me and fucking my ass - even coming up with words to accompany her little musical number...

"Rory and me, sitting in a tree... K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
"Rory and me, we were always very close... now we're together on my bed not wearing any clothes."
"Rory and me, I'm busy fondling her tit... meanwhile playing with her slit & clit."
"Rory and me, on my bed we rut... I'm fucking the slut in her tight little butt!"


"Hey!"

SMACK!!

"Ouch!"

"Now don't you suddenly act all shy on me, Lorelai Leigh Gilmore," mom admonished me, "'Cause you *are* a hot little slut," SMACK!! "Aren't you?" SMACK!!! "Aren't you?" SMACK!! "Aren't you?"

"Ooww! Oh! Yesss," I panted excitedly. "I'm a ... Oohh! ... a hot ... Ungh! ... little slut, momma! Ohhhh-oohh-oh!! Yesssss! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, momma!!"

"That's right," mom said matter-of-factly while fucking and spanking my ass some more. "Only hot little sluts beg their mommies to fuck them... Luckily, this mommy had a big hard cock ready for her slutty little daughter! Otherwise you'd probably be spreading your legs for some boy right now."

SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Oww! OOh! Ungh ! Ungh! OH!!! Ungh!!"

"But a hard cock isn't all you need, is it, Rory?" Mom asked me, almost tenderly, "I'll bet that a little tramp like you also needs regular bare-bottomed spankings as a reminder to stay in-line."

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!!

"OOwww!! Ungh! Oohh! Yes, mommy, you're right! I really do need to have my naughty behind buggered and beaten on a regular basis! Ungh! Ungh! OH!! Would you please help me with that?"

"Sure, honey..."

SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!!!  "Ouch!! Oohh!"

"That's what I'm here for."

SMACK! "Oww!" SMACK!! "Ouch!" SMACK!!! "Owwhh!"

Her hand started to smack down harder and harder on my already sore bottom, and my poor behind felt like it was on fire, but somehow this only added to the pleasure roaring through my body. The pressure inside me grew and grew until I thought I would scream if I didn't come soon, so I started humping my ass back onto mom's strap-on even harder.

SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Yeah, that's it!! Ride my cock, slut!"

SMACK!! SMACK!!!

"Ride it like a bitch in heat!"

SMACK!! SMACK!!!

"Ouch!! Ungh! Ohhh! Oww! Ohhh! Unggh!"

Just when I felt like I was about to explode from pent-up arousal, mom said something that pierced through the thick haze of lust surrounding my mind.

"Now come for me, sweetheart!!" she shouted excitedly while spanking and drilling my ass like a woman possessed. "Momma wants to see her little girl cum!"

I came, and came, and came again, snapping off a series of orgasms that blasted my mind to dazzling fragments. I became a whining, grunting, trembling mass of heaving limpid flesh, unable to form a coherent thought or speak, unable to control my body as it rode the pounding dildo through blistering explosions of pleasure and bliss.

*****

Opening my eyes, I blinked a couple of times against the bright sunlight shining through the window before looking around. 

One of the first things I noticed is that I'm not in my own room - the second: that I'm buck-naked.

And the third thing I noticed was that I'm lying in the arms of my equally naked mother.

My cheeks coloured slightly as I started to remember what happened between mom and me...

We had SEX - and lots of it!

Lots of wonderful, toe curling, sweaty, incestuous S-E-X.

A dreamy smile appeared on my lips as I remembered - in detail - the kinda depraved sex-acts mom and me had performed together, especially the part where she fucked me up the ass. 

I suppose I should've felt a glimmer of guilt, or at least some shame, from what we'd done - but guess what? I didn't.

I felt glad that we'd taken this big step in our relationship, and if I could do it all over again, I'd do it exactly the same... Well, except maybe get that strap-on harness out of her closet a bit earlier, so I could give mom as good a fucking as she gave me.

Turning my head, I gazed longingly at my - still fast asleep - mother and once again admired how very beautiful she is. Planting a soft kiss on her lips, I snuggled deeper into her warm embrace with a contented smile on my face.

Feeling wonderfully safe and protected, I soon drifted back to sleep.

*****

A loud noise woke me up a couple of hours later. Sitting up, I wiped the sleep from my eyes and stared in confusion at the sight of mom hopping around on one leg half-dressed with her other leg stuck inside her jeans. 

"Mom?"

Startled, she turned to face me with this kinda "deer caught in headlights" look in her eyes.

"Uh... hi, Rory," she muttered while finally succeeding in getting her leg unstuck and pulling her pants up.

"What's going on? Where are you going?" I asked worried. 

As I sat up a bit straighter, the blanket slowly slid down - uncovering my naked torso. I noticed mom staring at my topless tits for a long moment before glancing away guiltily.

"Um... I just need to go... somewhere," she stammered; avoiding my eyes while she stepped into her shoes. "I-I'll be back... later."

Uh-oh! I recognize that look on mom's face... she's having a major post-coital panic attack.

"Wait!" I called out, seeing mom sneak towards the door. "We need to talk first."

"Later, honey," she called across her shoulder while opening the bedroom door and stepping into the hallway. "I really need to go now... Bye!"

For a long moment, I stared at the empty doorway - trying to figure out what just happened - then I jumped up and ran after her.

Mom was about to leave the house when she saw me running down the stairs completely naked. I guess you could say she looked pretty shocked.

"Rory?! What--I don't know if you noticed, but you're not wearing any clothes," she pointed out.

"Nothing you haven't seen before, mom," I replied, surprising myself by being truly unfazed by my nudity. "What's more important is that you don't leave until we've talked about last night."

She looked away from me away again. 

"I... that... there's nothing to talk about," she finally said, sounding unusually serious.

"Judging from your behaviour, I think there's plenty to talk about," I disagreed.

Noticing mom inching towards the door, I covertly moved closer. Despite attempting to hide it, mom spotted my movement and backed away a bit.

"Listen, sweetie... What happened last night... I don't know... I'm not sure..." She sighed. Taking a deep breath, she went on, "It was a mistake, plain and simple, and it shouldn't have happened. *I* shouldn't have let it happen..."

Despite my lack of clothing, I hadn't felt the least bit chilly. But while I listened to mom talk, I felt a bone-chilling coldness seep into my body, making it harder to breath for some reason.

"... the best thing we can do right now, is forget this ever happened and try to move on, okay?"

For a long moment I just stood there, not saying anything... Then, all of a sudden, a hot flash of anger drove away the coldness that kept me motionless.

"NO!!! NOT OKAY!!" I heard myself shout. "I don't consider last night a mistake! And I know *you* wanted it as much as *I* did."

I think for once in her life mom was actually speechless. She stared at me, her mouth opening and closing like a fish on dry land, before backing away to the front door again.

I quickly blocked her path, striking an adamant pose with my arms folded beneath my chest (though this pose might've been even more impressive if I hadn't been completely naked).

Mom looked me up and down. "Uh... I really think we need to reschedule this discussion for a later date." 

Turning on her heels, she suddenly sprinted towards the back door. "See ya!"

I don't believe it! Of all the immature--

Quickly running after her, I caught up when she nearly fell while descending the back porch into the garden. Surprising mom (and myself as well), I took a flying leap and landed directly on her back.

"Ow!" she grunted, nearly tipping over. "Have you totally lost it?! Lemme go!"

She started running around in circles, trying to shake me off.

"You're not going ANYWHERE!!" I cried out while clinging to her back. "Or if you are, then it's gonna be with *me* stuck to your back!" 

That got her attention.

Mom abruptly stopped, sighed deeply, and slowly walked back into the house (with me hanging from her neck like a really weird cape). Good thing our neighbours didn't catch our little show!

Back in the living room, she carefully sat down on the couch. Only when her ass touched the seat, did I let go - and I right away crawled on her lap to keep her from taking off again.

But that wasn't her intention. Instead, she actually had a serious adult conversation with me, listing the many reasons why it was wrong for us to have sex together.

Having considered all those reasons myself, I quickly argued them away. But nevertheless, mom seemed to have made up her mind. This left me with only one final resort: I started to cry.

That worked like a charm.

"Don't cry! I'm sorry, sweetie!" Mom pleaded. "Look... I just want us to be okay - like we used to be."

"It's never gonna be like it used to be," I sniffled. "But maybe things could turn out even better for us!"

"Really?" She sounded a bit sceptical. "How's that gonna happen?"

"By stop fighting what we both want," I said. "I know it's gonna take some getting used to... but we both love each other more than anyone else in the world - emotionally and physically - and I know we can make it work."

Looking in mom's eyes, I could see that I was starting to convince her - and I knew that on some level she *wanted* to be convinced. She wanted me to tell her that it was okay for us to fuck.

Well, there's one sure way to let her know how much I want this. Like they say: actions speak louder than words...

Taking her left hand, I placed it on my left boob and rubbed it around and across my swiftly stiffening nipple. When she didn't pull away, I also took her right hand, placed it on my pussy, and moved her fingers up and down my slit.

I noticed the familiar gleam of arousal return to mom's eyes.

"Oohh! That feels so nice, mommy," I moaned - maybe a little exaggerated.

A tiny smile appeared on mom's lips. "You're a very naughty girl, Rory Gilmore."

"Uh-huh... you can punish me for that later."

She smirked.

"Are you sure about this, sweetie?"

"Yes, mom," I smiled, "One hundred percent."

Smiling back, mom kissed me softly on the lips. 

I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally feeling able to relax a bit since chasing mom down the stairs, I released her hands and snuggled deeper into her warm lap. 

Mom went on playing with my pussy and tits without any further assistance or encouragement from me, gradually bringing me to an amazing climax.


Epilogue


Luckily, it didn't take mom long to get over her "Oh My God! I fucked my teenaged daughter" guilt trip. And once the guilt was gone, she was more than happy to embrace our new "lifestyle". A recap of our next annual movie night showed that pretty well.

As usual we were both wearing our nightclothes and stretched out on the couch. Or, actually, mom's the only one who's truly sitting on the couch - *I* was sitting on her lap.

I was practically glowing with contentment as we watched the rented movies on our big screen TV - nice and relaxed, occasionally fishing a handful of popcorn from the big bucket beside us, and commenting on the movie. Again, I felt glad that once we started having sex together, we didn't stop doing these other valued mother/daughter activities together.

Luckily, some things remained the same...

Well, *almost* the same. Instead of the usual 4 movie selection of drama, horror, romantic and classic, we'd added a fifth selection: erotica/porn, which we were watching right now. 

And on our pre-sex movie nights, I hadn't been watching TV naked from the waist down with an eight inch vibrator buzzing in my butt. Neither did I have mom's hand between my widely-splayed legs, playing with my freshly-shaved pussy, like on this particular evening.

Sliding a finger between my moist labia-lips, she seesawed it back and forth for a minute or two before slipping the entire digit inside my steaming pussy-hole.

With her free hand, Mom pointed at the TV-screen that showed a couple of big-breasted blonde twins in their late teens getting it on. The more dominant of the two blondes had her sister bend across the back of a couch, and delivered a stern spanking before stuffing her snatch with a big strap-on dildo. 

"Whoa! Look at 'em go... They're clearly enjoying their work."

We watched fascinated as DomiBlonde (as mom had nicknamed her) enthusiastically rode her sister (SubBlonde) to several loud orgasms. Then, with her sister lying limp and exhausted across the back of the couch, DomiBlonde pulled the fake cock out of SubBlonde's dripping pussy, spread her buttocks, and then shoved the dildo's entire length into the submissive blonde's asshole with a single, hard thrust.

SubBlonde seemed used to that kind of rough treatment 'cause she hardly made a sound, except for a low grunting noise, as her twin sister buggered her mercilessly from behind.

"We've got to try that sometime," mom commented, clearly impressed by DomiBlonde's take-charge attitude.

"Yeah, but a bit gentler than that!" I said, watching with growing arousal at the lewd lustful coupling I was witnessing. Spreading my legs a little wider, I started humping my pussy against mom's hand while keeping my eyes fixed on the screen. 

Mom giggled. "Ohhhhh! Looks like someone here badly needs an orgasm."

"Is that it?" she playfully questioned while tweaking my clit. "Does lil' Rory need to cum?"

"Yes, mommy!" I baby-talked back, "Rory needs to cum! Please make me cum, mommy! Make me cum HARD!!"

"Sure thing, sweetheart," she cooed in my ear, before lightly nibbling on my sensitive earlobe. 

With her left hand taking care of my cunt, mom's right hand sneaked beneath my butt, cupping and fondling each ass-cheek, before grabbing a hold of the eight-inch vibrator and fucking me with it.

"Ungh! Ungh! Oh! Oohh! Ungh! Oohhhh!!" I grunted and groaned in rapid succession in response to the double-fucking I was receiving. 

On TV, I saw how after butt-fucking her submissive sister to six subsequent orgasms, the repeated friction against her clit finally made DomiBlonde cum herself. The dominant blonde grabbed a hold of her sister's big bouncing breasts and repeatedly squeezed the firm-fleshed mammaries while she came.

After taking a moment to recover, DomiBlonde pulled the dildo from her sibling's red-rimmed anus and patted the moaning blonde on her behind.

"You're a great piece of ass, Sis."

I thought this would be the end of the video, but instead SubBlonde was helped to her feet by her sister, and then led to the side of the couch. DomiBlonde then gave her sister a push, so she fell backwards onto the couch cushions with her legs hanging across the right armrest.

SubBlonde didn't move or say anything... She just lay there with her legs in the air, watching with anticipation-filled eyes as her sister climbed on the couch and squatted above her face, before barking a single command: "Lick."

Instantly obeying, SubBlonde started slowly swiping her tongue across her sister's swollen labia-lips. She meticulously licked every inch of her sibling's cunt, lapping up every drop of pussy-juice she could taste.

Once DomiBlonde's puffy pussy-pad was properly cleaned, she gently used two fingers from each hand to open her sister's slit, exposing the pink opening to the camera's eye.

There was a close-up of DomiBlonde's pussy, in which the camera was practically shoved inside the young woman's cunt before pulling back at the very last moment.

SubBlonde stuck her tongue inside her sister's pink pussy-hole and went to work.

The camera circled around the twins... followed with a shot of DomiBlonde's face, with her eyes closed and her head tilted towards the ceiling, a blissful smile on her face as her twin sister expertly tongue-fucked her twat.

Somehow aware that the camera's eye is on her, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked directly into the lens. Winking at us, she gazed down at her sister's pussy and dangling legs. A naughty idea seemed to take shape in her mind as her smile gradually turned wicked.

Grabbing her sister's ankles, she pulled them towards her and hooked them beneath her armpits. This position left SubBlonde's snatch wide-open. DomiBlonde then used her fingers to open her sister's cunt even further, and gazed down into the gaping pussy-hole...

The camera suddenly went from a shot of DomiBlonde's face staring down into her sister's snatch, to a perfect full-screen shot of SubBlonde's obscenely displayed cunt.

Wow! Her pussy-hole looked big enough to fit my entire hand in... And apparently DomiBlonde thought the exact same thing: the fingers of her right hand slowly slid inside the wide-open hole.

Mom stopped fucking me for a moment while we both stared at the screen, watching the entire hand disappear into SubBlonde's stretched snatch.

"WHOA!!" we both exclaimed.

When DomiBlonde began to fist-fuck her twin sister, mom quickly continued screwing my ass with the vibrator while diddling my soaked cunt.

"We should try *that* too, Rory," she whispered teasingly in my ear. "Once you're a few years older."

"Ungh! Oohh! Ohhhh, a-actually w-we could t-try *that* Oohh! t-today, mom," I panted. "Just lie back -Oohh!- spread your l-legs wide -Ungh!- and I'll get out the hand-lotion."

Mom giggled. "Good one."

The breathtaking combination of mom's fingers working on my slit & clit, the vibrator fucking my ass, and the lesbian fuck-fest I was watching on TV, managed to make me cum in record time.

My body tensed as I felt my orgasm building up inside me, and I started humping her hand and vibrator more urgently.

"Ungh! Oohh! Ohhhh! OH!! MOOooo-oooooooom!!!!" I cried out as I came.

Mom held me in her arms and stroked my hair while I recovered from my intense orgasm. Twisting sideways on her lap, I gazed up with a dreamy smile on my face and pulled her in for a long, passionate kiss.

"Thanks, mommy!" I happily told her the moment her tongue vacated my mouth. "You always make me come soooo hard."

Mom smiled and winked at me. "You're welcome, sweetie."

Sighing happily, I snuggled deeper into her arms and turned my head towards the TV. I couldn't believe they were still at it! The blonde twins were stretched out on the couch with their faces buried in each other's crotches, eating pussy. While watching the sisters' sixty-nine, I shot mom a shy, sideway glance and saw her staring at the screen as well while licking my pussy-juice from her fingers.

"Hey, mom," I casually remarked, "this sorta reminds me... I've been thinking a lot about... a certain woman lately... and wondering what it would be like go down on her." 

Mom looked at me a bit disbelievingly and began to laugh.

"It then occurred to me that I've never really licked pussy before - on the lips I mean -" I managed to say with a straight face, "and I'm kinda worried that I'll suck at it... and not "suck" in a good way," I added as an afterthought.

She was now laughing really loud, and I had to poke her a couple times to get her attention.

"Could you please, please, PLEASE teach me to become a good little cunt-licker, mommy," I begged her with my best "innocent little girl's" voice while batting my eyelashes at her.

I think it's that innocent act that really got mom going. In just a couple of seconds, she turned from laughing to lusting. Before I knew it, I was lying on my back -completely naked- with an equally naked mom straddling my belly, gazing down at me with unbridled lust in her eyes.

"You *really* want mommy teaching you how to eat pussy, sweetie?" she questioned, her voice a sensual purr.

"Uh-huh!" I answered, a little breathless.

Smiling delightedly, mom turned around and kneeled on her hands & knees above me, so I was staring straight into her snatch. Smacking my lips in anticipation, I reached out with a single finger and gently rubbed it between her slightly-opened labia-lips.

"Mmmm... Okay, honey," mom began to instruct me, "the first thing you need to know about eatin' pussy is that it's pretty similar to French-kissing: in both cases you need to use lotsa tongue..."

*****

Things only got better after that. One certainty in the Gilmore household is that when Lorelai embraces something new, she doesn't hold back...

Not a day went by that we didn't have sex at least twice, and every night we slept together (usually *after* we'd done a sixty-nine). Surprisingly, most of the sex we had didn't take place in mom's bed. 

Sure, we had a lot of sex there, but most of the time it didn't go much further than going down on each other, or fingering each other's pussies. The hardcore fucking usually happened someplace a bit more exciting.

Mom's all-time favourite place to fuck me was the living room, especially after she came up with the new house-rule that I wasn't allowed to wear any underwear in the house after six p.m. And breaking that, or any other house-rule, meant a bare-bottomed spanking - another new rule mom thought of.

Besides for fucking me, these new house rules also came in handy with her new passion for photography. Mom loved taking dirty pictures of me for her collection. And whenever she caught me wearing underwear in the evening, not only would I get a bare-bottomed spanking, but I also wouldn't be allowed to wear any clothes below the waist for the remainder of the evening. 

This, of course, provided her with plenty opportunities to take pictures of me with my bare butt & pussy on display. Soon her collection contained many precious snapshots of me doing normal everyday things half-naked. Like the picture mom recently took of me doing the dishes, naked from the waist below. Or the one where I'm doing my homework (I didn't even know she took my picture that time). It clearly shows me completely focussed on my homework while sitting bare-assed at the dinner table.

Anyhow, mom made good use of the new rules. Every evening she would casually walk up to me, and then order me to hold up my skirt, or pull down my pants, so she could check if I'm obeying her "no underwear rule". At this point I'd stand up and reveal my lower body to mom's eyes. If I was wearing any panties then they soon would be gone, and I'd be lying across mom's lap getting my bottom tanned, after which she'd fuck me up the ass. And if I was naked underneath then mom usually rewarded my obedience with a pussy-lickin' - also followed with a good, hard butt-fucking.

So basically, if I was in the mood for a spanking then I'd keep my underwear on, and when I preferred to have my cunt licked I'd take my undies off.

One of mom's favourite ways to butt-fuck me, is to bend me across the back of the sofa and then take me from behind. That way we could watch TV while she fucked me.

Another popular spot for mom to fuck me was on the big leather chair. We had come up with a little ritual for this: After stripping naked, mom would put on the strap-on dildo and sit down on the chair. Completely naked as well, I'd kneel between her widely-splayed legs and give mom a "blowjob". Once the dildo was dripping with my saliva, I would stand up and straddle the dildo (usually with my back to mom). Leaning on the armrests with my feet planted firmly on the seat cushion, I'd slowly sit down with mom aiming the tip of the rubber prick at my anal entrance. 

By now, I had been fucked up the ass so often that even mom's giant dildo went all the way up my ass without much difficulty.

With my ass filled to the brim with rubber cock, mom would kiss me, caress my naked body and, of course, play with my tits while talking dirty to me, like telling me how much she loves fucking my tight little ass and calling me "Mommy's little ass-slut."

This always got me so hot that I'd start bouncing up and down on the dildo without any additional help. And while I'm merrily riding her cock, mom would play with my slit, clit and tits, sometimes using a vibrator instead of her hand.

Most of the time, mom's the one doing the actual fucking and I'm usually the one getting it up the ass - we both prefer it that way. But a couple of times a week, I get to fuck mom. And just like her, there are certain places & positions I prefer.

I guess my all-time favourite way to fuck my mother, is having her lie on her back with her knees placed against her shoulders. This position not only gives me easy access to both her holes, enabling me to switch between her pussy & asshole during fucking, but I can also look in mom's beautiful blue eyes, kiss her, and play with her tits while I pound that foot-long rubber prick into the hole of my choosing.

My second favourite position is to take her from behind while she's kneeling on all fours on the rug beside my bed, or downstairs in the living room in front of the TV. I always get a twisted pleasure out of calling her my bitch, spanking her ass, and watching her big tits bounce around beneath her while I pound her pussy or bugger her behind.

I also love a little role-play. One of the scenarios I enjoy most is pretending I'm a boy and mom's my girlfriend, or sometimes I played myself and mom my boyfriend. In both cases, I'd sneak her up to my room, really quiet so my mom wouldn't know I had a boy (or a girl) in my room. Still wearing most of our clothes, we'd have a heavy make-out session on my bed, kissing and groping each other while unbuttoning shirts, skirts or pants. 

Once we're both naked, it would be time for a bit of oral sex... If I'm pretending to be a boy than mom would go down on me, but if mom's the boy I'd go down on her. However, since most of the time mom's the one doing the fucking, I usually choose the boy part in these little scenarios so I got to fuck her for a change.

While my "girlfriend" "sucked my cock", I played with her pussy and tits. Once my cock and her pussy were both juiced up and ready, we'd fuck. And I loved fucking mom - I especially loved that I could screw her in any hole I wanted: her pussy, ass or mouth. Mom had restricted herself to just my ass & mouth since she considered it "too soon" to take my virginity. For some weird reason she wanted to wait until I was a little older, and then make a special day out of my deflowering.

Personally, I just wanted her to fuck me - preferably in ALL my holes - but if she feels it's too soon then I guess I just have to accept that. 

Besides, I loved getting my ass fucked, and mom loved fucking it.

Still, I'm really looking forward to that special day mom has planned. And after much nagging, she finally named a date: my fifteenth birthday. On that day she's gonna take me out on a *real* date (in New York NOT in Star's Hollow since we don't want the entire town to know about our little get-together), and afterwards she'll -at long last- bust my cherry and make me a woman. 

"And then I'm gonna fuck your tight little pussy any possible way we can think of," mom promised me with a wicked smile.

Dear Diary: I can hardly wait!


Love,

Rory


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