"Oh Jesus! Oh Jesus! Oh Jesus!" Rory Gilmore screamed, as her mother pumped a dildo in and out of her tight young pussy. Ever since they first fucked a week ago, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Although they had been best friends and incredibly close before, it was nothing compared to how their relationship was now. Mother and daughter, best friends, lesbian lovers…the only thing that bothered either of them was that they hadn't been fucking for years. But whatever they might have missed out on, they were certainly making up for now.
"That's it, Mom! Give me that hard fucking cock! Jesus, that feels so fucking good in my cunt. Oh Jesus…" Rory was on her hands and knees on her mother Lorelai's bed, as Lorelai fucked her from behind with the strap-on dildo. Her perfect little teenage tits jiggled ever so slightly, as her mother pounded her relentlessly. Even though her hair was messed up and she was sweating heavily, she still looked incredibly beautiful. Although she was 18 years old and sported a healthy B cup, she was often mistaken for much younger. With her innocently angelic face and smooth clear skin, she sometimes looked like a girl barely entering puberty. She didn't look so innocent right now, however, with her firm round ass up in the air and a big dildo fucking her unbelievably tight virgin cunt.
Since Rory and Lorelai did everything together, Lorelai wanted to be the one to take her daughter's cherry. She first fucked Rory with her smallest and most petite dildo, then gradually worked her way up. Last night, they had both decided that Rory was finally ready for her first taste of a real life cock. So Rory invited her boyfriend, Jess, over for dinner that night. Although she had been dreaming all day of how his cock would feel inside of her, right now all she could think of was her beautiful mother, as the inevitable orgasm washed over her.
"Oh fuck, that's it. I'm fucking cumming! I'm fucking cumming!" she screamed, as the intense pleasure rolled over and she collapsed onto her stomach. Lorelai pulled out of her, then lay down next to her and kissed her tenderly. She stroked her hair and kissed her neck lovingly, while Rory lay there exhausted.
"God, Mom, that was incredible. Do you think it's gonna be that good with Jess?"
"I don't know, sweetie" Lorelai responded. "It's hard to tell with teenage boys. They're usually eager enough, but sometimes they don't really know what they're doing. But don't worry, I'll be there to help you guys out. Remember, little girl, whatever you need I'm always gonna be there for you."
"Oh, Mom. I love you so much." Rory put her arms around Lorelai and hugged her tightly, as their naked tits pressed up against each other. She then lowered her head and started to suck on her mother's hard nipple, while sliding one of her hands between Lorelai's scrumptious thighs. She slowly made her way down to Lorelai's soaking bush, as Lorelai purred in delight.
"Mmm, I've taught you well, little one. Yeah, that's it, that's it. That's…Shit!" she exclaimed, as she heard the doorbell ring. Jess must've decided to be on time for once in his life. She'd never liked that kid, and she downright hated him at the moment.
"That must be Jess!" Rory squealed. She popped up excitedly and ran into her room to put on some clothes. Lorelai gazed longingly at her little round ass as she ran, so filled with love and desire that she thought she was gonna explode. "Could you get the door, Mom?" Rory called out. "I need to get dressed."
"Sure thing, honey." Lorelai got out of bed and threw on a short wraparound skirt, not bothering to put on any panties underneath it. "I doubt that I'll be needing them tonight," she thought to herself. She then put on a tight Velvet Underground t-shirt and looked at herself in the mirror. Her firm round tits looked great in the shirt, as her still rock hard nipples poked out obscenely.
She walked down the stairs, as the doorbell rang again. "Hold on, hold on!" she yelled. "I'm coming." She reached the bottom of the stairs and opened the door, where Jess was standing on the front porch. Although she couldn't stand the little punk, she could understand why Rory was attracted to him. With his dark good looks and bad boy persona, he was just the sort of boy who she would have fallen for at that age.
"Hey, Lorelai. Can I come in?" Jess asked.
"Knock yourself out. Rory's upstairs getting dressed. You can go wait on the couch until she comes down."
"Yeah, whatever," he replied. He walked past her and into the living room, while she closed the door behind him. He certainly was a sullen little punk, Lorelai thought. But Rory liked him, so she guessed that she would have to as well.
