All the characters in this story are over the age of eighteen
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Rory Gilmore looked at the inside of her notepad and went a light shade of red. Scrawled on the page was a heart, not a biological one, with arrows pointing to the aorta and the left ventricle, but the romantic one with a '4' in the middle and her and her lover's initials either side of it. The teen glanced round the bus wondering if anyone had seen, but if they had noticed her pen scribbling back and forth they'd paid no attention - a young woman wearing her school uniform and writing wasn't noteworthy enough to care about.
Quickly Rory closed the book. She was normally so sensible and calm, almost prim, but this evening she was as giddy as a schoolgirl with her first love mainly because she was a schoolgirl with her first love. The bus pulled into the Star Hollow's stop and Rory grabbed her bag and jumped out. It was a quick trip to her house, where she dropped her satchel in he room, changed into jeans and a sweater and took hold off the suitcase she'd packed that morning, wheeling it into the kitchen. She smiled as she saw the envelope on the table, its flap tucked into the paper and a great big X scrawled across it, representing a kiss. Rory opened the enveloped and quickly scanned it, there wasn't anything she didn't already know.
'Ror [the letter read]. I'll be back Saturday night from the conference -- if I'm staggering a little when I come back that'll be from the wine and nibbles they're providing. Thank Sookie for agreeing to look after you and tell her I'm not going to go mad on new furnishings, I'll decorate our inn with the freebies the exhibitors are providing. Missing you already. Lorelai.'
Folding the letter Rory put it in her back pocket. There was hardly a night she and her Mom had spent apart and it felt strange to them both that Lorelai was in New York walking round an hospitality exhibition, looking for bargains for the new inn she was setting up, whilst Rory was still in Star Hollows. It had taken some coaxing to get Lorelai to agree to go, she seemed to think Rory wasn't old enough to stay the night on her own -- though the teen didn't tell her she had no intention of being alone. It was only when, with a little hinting from Rory, that Lorelai spoke to Sookie and found her friend thought it was a great idea that Lorelai checked out the exhibit and that she'd be willing to take Rory for the night that Lorelai relented.
It made Rory smile as she remembered her Mom talking to Sookie, trying to persuade her to let Rory stay at her place little knowing that if Rory had been left in her own house she'd still have been staying with Sookie. There was a lot Rory told her Mom, but she hadn't, yet, told her that she was no longer a girl, but a woman, deflowered by her lover Sookie in the most magical night of Rory's young life. They'd managed to do it a few times since, Rory's friend Lane covering for her, but this would be the first full night Rory had spent with Sookie. As she closed the door behind her and trundled her suitcase down the street she wondered how many times they could do it in just less than a day and what positions Sookie could initiate her in. The thoughts made Rory's pussy tingle with excitement, being a teen with an older, more experienced lover, there was so much to learn and Rory was loving her lessons; she just need to make sure that Sookie knew how much she appreciated her.
It seemed to take forever for Sookie to answer her bell. Rory fidgeted with excitement and her heart leapt as her lover opened the door and Rory saw her for the first time in a couple of days. "Hi Rory, come in," the plump older woman gestured in the teen with an innocent looking hand gesture. It wasn't until the teen was over the threshold and the door was closed that Sookie greeted her properly. "Hi sexy," the chubby woman purred and slid her arms round Rory's waist pulling her closer.
"Hi Sookie, thanks for having me," the teen giggled as her own hands wrapped round Sookie and she pulled herself into the woman's large titties, so they snuggled at her.
A puzzled expression forced its way onto Sookie's face, "But I haven't had you yet." she said in a perplexed tone, before grinning "but I will."
"Good," Rory giggled. She was going to say more, but Sookie mouth was opening and coming towards her and the teen was experienced enough to know how to react. She opened her own mouth and met the older woman halfway, their lips pressing together and Sookie's tongue slowly moving down, deep into Rory's mouth. The teen let her lover swirl it around, her own tongue moving in unison, licking and teasing at her lover's, the two of them enjoying the taste and the tenderness of their touches. Rory felt herself coming closer to Sookie, wrapping her thin frame in the older woman's larger body. Sookie's hands were on her ass, kneading and massaging her butt-cheeks through her denim. Rory quivered with excitement as Sookie's fingers pushed hard, gripping at her and making the flesh ache in pleasure. Her own hands slid down Sookie's back and onto the older woman's butt. It was large and round and fleshy and it wobbled as Rory's hands moved up and down the denim clad cheeks; her fingers pressed down and she squeezed, feeling the flesh move. Sookie tongue seemed to flicker faster and more passionately, slipping over Rory's tongue and dominating her mouth.
"Mmnnn, Mom said to thank you for letting me stay," Rory smiled as they broke the kiss.
Sookie's hands continued to play with Rory's ass, "Tell her the pleasure was all mine." Their mouths moved together again, lips pressing together and tongues intertwining as their bodies touched and rubbed and their hands gripped and grasped. Rory found herself lost in paradise, every second a lifetime of enjoyment.
But like all good things, it had to end. Sookie pulled her head back and reached for the suitcase handle, "Let's get your things upstairs. You don't mind sharing a bed?" she smiled teasingly.
"No," replied Rory with a smile. She moved her hand to Sookie's fingers and gently disengaged her from the suitcase handle, "but first I want to show you personally how much I appreciate you letting me stay."
Still lightly holding her fingers Rory led Sookie over to the couch. Stopping in front of it Rory said, "Could you take your sneakers off?"
As Sookie kicked them off Rory's hands moved to the buttons of her lover's jeans. Deftly she unpopped them and slid the denims down to reveal Sookie's panties. The teen paused, licking her lips nervously, before she placed her fingers under the elastic and brought them down as well. Sookie's pussy was as smooth as silk. The older woman reached for her jeans and panties and brought them down the rest of the way, stepping out of them. She pulled off her sweater and T-shirt together next, she wasn't wearing a bra, making Rory's pussy stir as she looked at the big bosoms as Sookie stood naked by the couch. She smiled, "So what next?"
Pausing for a second to try and calm herself Rory answered, "Do you want to sit down and open your legs?"
The chubby brunette did so. Rory got down on her knees and between them, pushing her long hair over her shoulder as she shuffled forward. Sookie had gone down on her a few times but Rory had never returned the favour. Now she was going go and she was anxious, and excited; she wanted to give Sookie the same pleasure that the plump woman had given her. The teen looked up and said, "I hope you enjoy this."
