Lorelai Gilmore could not have been more excited. Today was the 18th birthday of her darling daughter, Rory. The two of them had been through so much together and Lorelai was so happy that her little girl was finally a woman. She was also extremely proud of the young woman that Rory had become. Smart and polite, yet clever and mischievous, she was exactly the sort of daughter that Lorelai had always wanted. Plus, she was exceptionally beautiful but not in the least bit conceited or vain.
Although Lorelai herself wasn't a conceited woman, she was aware of how gorgeous she was. Nobody who met her could ever believe that she was Rory's mother. At 34 years old, she had the body of a woman ten years younger. Her silky brown hair perfectly complemented her beautiful face, while her incredibly long legs did the same for her round, upturned ass. Her tits weren't particularly large, but they were perfectly shaped without even a hint of sag. Round and firm and perky, she'd never had a single complaint about them.
Lorelai glanced over at her alarm clock. 6:17. The perfect time to wake up her little girl and wish her a happy birthday. She got out of bed and walked into the hallway, wearing a pair of panties and a tight cotton t-shirt. Lorelai and Rory were best friends as well as mother and daughter, and often walked around the house wearing next to nothing.
She walked over to Rory's bedroom and pushed open the door quietly, wanting to sneak over to the bed and surprise her. She poked her head into the room, then stopped in astonishment as she saw her beautiful young daughter lying on the bed, masturbating furiously. She was completely naked, with one hand between her legs and the other one massaging her right breast. Her eyes were closed and her face flushed, as she squeezed her nipple and started to rub herself even faster. She moaned softly, completely lost in the orgasm washing over her.
"Oh my God!" Lorelai thought, as she quickly and quietly pulled back into the hallway. "Well, it had to happen eventually. I'm just surprised I never walked in on her before this. Or that she never walked in on me." Lorelai had a healthy and active sex life, and would often get herself off with an assortment of vibrators and dildos when she didn't have a man around to fuck.
"God, she's really growing up, isn't she?" Although Lorelai saw Rory naked all the time, she'd never realized before just how beautiful her daughter actually was. She was shorter than Lorelai, but still had long thin legs and the finest ass a girl could ask for. Her breasts were about the same size as Lorelai's, but somehow even perkier. She had an achingly cute face, with soft smooth skin a baby would be jealous of. Also, she had an almost hairless pussy, with just the tiniest wisp of blonde hair around her juicy cunt lips. Even though she was 18 today, she could have passed from anywhere from 14 to 23 with that incredible body.
Lorelai couldn't get the image of her daughter's naked body out of her mind, as she absentmindedly slipped her hand into her panties and felt her own hard clit. "Jesus, what the hell am I doing?!" she thought. "This is my own daughter. This is Rory, for Christ's sake! But then why am I so wet? And God, I am sooo fucking wet. I wonder if she'd like a hand in there. Or…Jesus, snap out of it!"
With that, she cleared her throat loudly, giving Rory time to cover herself up. She then walked into the bedroom and looked down at Rory, who had pulled the blanket over her naked body and was pretending to be asleep. Lorelai smiled to herself, then sat down on the bed and gently took Rory by the shoulders.
