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Archive name: gilmore2.txt (MF, Ff, F-mast, nc, inc)  
Authors name: Terry Webster (Anon Address)
Story title : Gilmore Girls: Life is Sweet - 2

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Gilmore Girls: Life is Sweet - 2
(MF, Ff, F-mast, nc, inc) 
by Terry Webster (Anon Address)

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Lorelai ran through the woods, her arms outstretched, her 
fingers pushing overhanging branches from her path. Her 
breath escaped from her in desperate gasps, her chest 
heaving from exertion. Clad only in a bikini, she tried 
to keep the limbs from scratching her flesh, but the 
pointed limbs scratched up the length of her arms, blood 
swelling at the apertures. Lorelai ignored the pain, her 
only focus on escape. 

She could hear him behind her. His lumbering weight was 
making noise as he followed her quickly through the 
woods. But her bare feet couldn't maintain the pace of 
her oncoming pursuer. One of the branches caught the 
strap of her bikini top, tearing it in apart. Lorelai 
toppled at the impact, nearly falling, but her 
outstretched hands seized the surface of the next tree. 
Lorelai righted herself and prepared to resume her run, 
when two muscular arms seized her bare middle and picked 
her up. She was suspended only a moment in the air before 
being flung on her back to the ground. 

Lorelai looked dazedly into the hungry eyes of Trey, her 
young lover, as he pinned her arms to the ground. His 
face was glazed over with lust at the prize beneath him. 
Lorelai decided it was time to exert her age difference 
and, like an annoyed parent, attempted to rise, her face 
displaying a sarcastic look. Trey slammed her back to the 
ground. 

Shock came over the elder Gilmore, as she suddenly felt 
the boy's stiff cock against her thigh. The swimsuit he 
had worn earlier was gone. 

Trey seized the remnants of her bikini top and ripped it 
off in one savage motion. Lorelai pushed one of his arms 
to one side and used her now free hand to slap him, an 
action that brought a more forceful blow from her 
attacker. As she reeled from the impact, Trey reached 
down and ripped her bikini bottom from her waist and 
tossed it aside. Before the woman could react to her 
sudden nudity, Trey moved his body over her face and 
pushed his cock against her lips. Lorelai moved her head 
to one side, but two powerful hands seized her head and 
pushed her mouth towards the rigid organ before her. One 
of the hands quickly slapped her again, forcing her to 
gasp. 

With a laugh, Trey pushed his cock deep into her mouth. 
Lorelai choked against the massive organ, but the boy 
merely ignored her discomfort and began thrusting back 
and forth between her lips. She could feel his attack 
growing more savage with each thrust. And, with each 
thrust, she could feel her pussy getting wetter and 
wetter, her body reeling with more excitement. With her 
arms free, she tried to push and scratch at him, but her 
actions only made him thrust harder. Every move against 
him excited him more, which excited her more. 

Lorelai wanted his organ in her cunt, but Trey was too 
focused on the pleasure he was receiving from her hot 
mouth. She tried to push him away in the hopes he would 
change targets that he would plant that massive cock in 
her soaking pussy, but Trey, wallowing in his control 
over her, kept holding her head against his thrusting 
crotch. 

Trey pushed her head roughly against the ground and moved 
forward over her mouth, his balls setting on her mouth. 
Lorelai bared her teeth, but instead of biting, she began 
to nip and lick at the gift. One at a time, she took his 
balls into her mouth, hoping he would reward her with a 
nice long pussy fuck. After long moments of rolling them 
between her hungry lips, she latched onto the flesh 
surrounding them with her mouth and began to beat at them 
with rapid strokes of her tongue. She could feel them 
tighten from her assault and increased her tempo. She no 
longer cared that she was being raped, she longed to be 
taken by him. 

Trey looked down, knowing what she wanted and moved back, 
the wet hard cock waving from his body before her eyes. 
Lorelai looked at him with lust-glazed inviting eyes, her 
body tensed for his next attack. 

Trey grabbed her hips and rolled her on her stomach. 
Realization crossed her face, as she realized what he was 
about to. Pushing her hands into the ground, Lorelei 
tried to rise to her feet, but Trey pushed against her 
back, keeping her on all fours. He seized her waist, as 
Lorelai tried to desperately crawl away, and pulled his 
objective to him. Lorelai almost screamed, as she felt 
her ass come in contact with Trey's rigid, wet cock. 
Holding her writhing body tight with one arm, he guided 
his cock against the puckered orifice of her asshole. 

Lorelai could only gag a silent scream, as Trey savagely 
pushed his organ into her asshole. He grunted, as he 
released his cock and held her hips in a viselike grip, 
his nails digging deep into her flesh, blood welling 
beneath his nails. Lorelai tried to break from his grip, 
but Trey only increased the pressure of his attack, 
driving himself deeper. He could only grunt now, as he 
ravaged her warm channel, the pleasure twisting his face 
into a feral mask.

Tears began to run down the elder Gilmore's face, as her 
rapist kept pushing deeper into her. Her fists balled 
into the soil, her body shaking from the agony of his 
invasion. 

Trey finally reached as far as he could go and let out a 
breath of triumph. He then began to thrust back and 
forth, as deep as he could, into what he now considered 
his and his alone. 

Lorelai gave her self over to him with an animal cry, as 
she began thrusting back to match Trey's assault. 
Laughing at the realization that his "victim" was 
surrendering to him, Trey began to increase his assault, 
knowing full well that, with each thrust, he was sending 
pain through her body. 

Lorelai cried again and again, pleading for him to stop, 
but he ignored her. Trey knew she wanted him by the way 
her body not only matched his movements, but tried to 
surpass his thrusts. With a snicker, he released one hand 
to reach forward and seized Lorelai's black locks. He 
pulled back in a savage motion, snapping her head 
upwards. She grunted at the sudden act, but did not lose 
the tempo between them. If anything, she thrust back 
harder. 

Her new vantage brought her gaze to settle on a figure 
standing before him. Lorelai gasped, trying suddenly to 
stop the act between her and Trey, but Trey continued to 
thrust at her, oblivious to her shock. 

Rory stood there, her face impassive, as she watched her 
mother being ass raped. 

Lorelai gyrated into action, trying to crawl desperately 
away from her daughter's sight. Trey continued to laugh, 
as he pulled his cock from Lorelai, crawled atop the 
woman's body and, with a single movement, flipped her 
over on her back. 

Lorelai pushed and scratched at him, struggling to flee 
from both her attacker and her daughter. But Trey merely 
howled with glee, as he began to pump sperm over her 
face. From her position, Lorelai cried, as she looked up 
at her daughter with pleading eyes, before Trey's cum 
covered her vision. 

"Mother?" 

"MOTHER!" 

Lorelai eyes snapped open at the sound of her daughter's 
cry. She was lying on the large bed within her bedroom. 
She was attired in slacks and a sports shirt. She blinked 
her eyes, as she remembered that she had decided to take 
a nap before dinner. 

'A dream? It was just a dream. Lord, I hope I didn't cry 
out. I hope Rory didn't hear me, if I did.' 

"Rory?" She called out. 

"Dinner in ten," the answer from downstairs echoed up the 
stairwell. 

Lorelai breathed out slowly in relief, as she swung her 
legs over the edge of the bed and rose to a sitting 
position. She shook her head to clear the cobwebs from 
her mind. 

It had all been a dream. Another of her wild sex 
fantasies. And this was the most exhilarating of all... 
up until the end. She knew she should be ashamed of 
herself for having rape fantasies, that it only 
exemplified the fact that she had become a perverted 
whore in her own mind, but she could no longer do 
anything but indulge herself. The fantasies tied her lust 
over until she could be with Trey. 

She had fantasies before, some while she slept, but most 
when she was alone or with "Ethel", her silver bullet-
vibrating dildo. It was a "perk" of her affair with Trey. 
It seemed all she thought about was sex. 

Ever since she began her affair with Trey, her whole 
outlook towards sex had seemed unleashed from the 
repression of parenthood. Raising Rory, she had strived 
to be a good role model, as well as a good mother, but 
that had all seemed to vanish when she began her affair 
with Trey a few months ago.

In reality, the pair seemed to have tossed caution to the 
wind and made love anywhere they could find to be alone. 
In the back seat of her car, in a motel miles from home, 
on the riverbank, in the woods, in various places of his 
school after hours. Anywhere and everywhere, it seemed, 
even the bed she was sitting upon. Once, she even 
followed him into a mall's men's room and blew him in an 
enclosed stall. Fortunately, like the motel, the mall was 
far enough from town where they wouldn't be recognized if 
they had been caught. 

Lorelai rose to her feet and stepped to a full-length 
mirror by the door. She looked at herself and smiled. 

'All the stories about younger men and older women are 
true. I positively glow! I never felt so alive, so full 
of energy, so... young!' 

Lorelai's face suddenly darkened the pain in her eyes. 

'All I had to do was steal my daughter's boy friend.' 

Lorelai raised her eyes and looked at her self with fiery 
determination. 

'I'm sorry about that, I truly am. But God knows I 
deserve some happiness. I love Rory more than anything in 
this world. But I can't enough of Trey, his body...his 
beautiful cock! I love the taste of his cum in my mouth, 
his sweaty muscles pressed against my body. I don't care 
if I do act like a whore. I need him! I need him!' 

Lorelai smiled, as she realized it was almost four months 
since she seduced the boy in the kitchen of her home. 
When it had happened, she had worried about what would 
happen between her and Rory, if the affair were 
discovered. Their bond had always been so close that she 
knew that Rory might sense a difference in her, but the 
pain of Trey's dumping her for no apparent reason seemed 
to have passed quickly. She appreciated that Rory had 
found a new friend in Krystal Summer, a new student at 
her school, as well as being grateful that Rory's study 
sessions and occasional sleepovers with her new friend 
allowed Lorelai more time with Trey. 

Lorelai already planned what will happen at their monthly 
anniversary. Trey had made it clear that he wanted to be 
the one to introduce her to anal sex. Time and again, he 
had tried to initiate it, only to be refused by her. 
Lorelai smiled at the thought that she had finally 
decided that she would make him a present of what the 
kids would call her "ass cherry". 

'If that doesn't make him completely mine, I don't know 
what will. I wish I could scream to the world how happy 
we are. He loves me so much, I wish I could parade him to 
the world and society be damned!' 

The thought of her dream suddenly rushed back into her 
mind. She had had rape fantasies about Trey before, since 
they aroused her with the feeling of being totally 
dominated by her stud lover. Maybe there was a part of 
her that wanted to be totally dominated, totally taken by 
force, as if that was a facet of being younger, not 
older, than her lover. 

But this was the first time that Rory had appeared in her 
dream. 

Lorelai settled back upon the bed and mused to herself. 
Maybe it was guilt rearing its ugly head, she thought. 
Rory had seemed so caring and attentive, especially in 
the past few weeks, that it had added to what guilt 
Lorelai had been trying to repress. In fact, there seemed 
a change in her daughter's demeanor as well. She seemed 
more interested in what her mother was doing from day to 
day, and always volunteered to help out, like the old 
days...the days of trust. 

'My behavior since Trey probably made her think I'm dying 
of some rare tropical disease. Or perhaps she wants to be 
a bigger part of my life to forget the loss of Trey. That 
would be ironic, ironic and tragic.' 

But today was the first time Rory had appeared in one of 
her dreams since her affair began. Lorelai admitted to 
herself that she had begun to find herself thinking of 
her daughter more and more lately. Her new ventures into 
sex had made her realize what a lovely girl/woman her 
daughter had become. Since she began to wallow in 
sensuality, Lorelai discovered herself becoming more 
attuned to the people around her, their feelings, their 
gestures, their hidden body language. But lately she had 
become to realize that her daughter was a sensuous 
creature in her own right. 

Lorelai remembered when they had gone sunbathing by the 
river two weeks ago. The summer day was particularly hot 
and, since Trey was in practice for some game at school, 
Lorelai had accepted Rory's invitation to go swimming. 
Because they had discovered a totally secluded spot by 
the river, they felt a freedom to be just themselves, 
uninhibited. In fact, Rory had surprised Lorelai by 
suggesting they swim nude like a couple of young 
schoolgirls. 

Lorelai shook her head in wonderment, knowing that her 
old self would probably have been too repressed to even 
consider the idea. So she had felt a certain triumph when 
she totally shocked her daughter by being the first to 
cast off her suit and plunge into the icy depths. Rory 
followed behind her, naked as a jaybird. The pair played 
and wrestled in the water, their bodies held tightly 
together. 

But somehow things were different. The places Rory seemed 
to touch...or was it just having her daughter's young 
supple body in her grasp...made Lorelai uneasy, 
nervous...aroused? 

Lorelai finally had to break away from her daughter and 
swim to shore. She was embarrassed to discover her 
nipples had hardened, no doubt to the water temperature, 
but she also felt something else rising in her 
body...something she hadn't thought possible. She strode 
ashore and lay on her back upon her towel. Hearing Rory 
splash out of the water onto the bank, she pulled a 
second towel over her body and crossed her arm over her 
eyes, ostensibly to shade herself from the sun. 

"Are you kidding, Mother? How do you intend to get any 
sun that way?" 

Rory dropped to her knees by her parent's side and, with 
one deft shove rolled her over on her stomach. 

"What are you doing?" Lorelai had demanded, feeling Rory 
pull the towel from her body, exposing the elder 
Gilmore's nudity to her young daughter's eyes. 

"You're not going to get any sun with a towel over you," 
Rory had pointed out, opening a bottle of suntan lotion, 
"Let's start with your backside, young lady, and get you 
tanned right!" 

Rory had then given her mother a playful slap on her 
butt, an act that had made Lorelai gasp aloud. She looked 
up into Rory's smiling eyes, but couldn't discern if that 
smile meant anything more than play. The naked girl then 
gently pushed her mother onto her stomach. The elder 
Gilmore began to open her mouth to protest. 

As Rory's fingers touched her flesh, Lorelai's objections 
melted away. Her daughter's lazy massage on her naked 
flesh was arousing her in a way she had not dreamed of 
before. While Trey was young and energetic, he was also a 
frenetic lover, more concerned like most boys his age at 
taking his own pleasure than giving it. Rory's touch was 
more giving, more sensual.

At one point, when Rory leaned forward to stretch her 
body across her mother's to massage her neck, Lorelai had 
to suppress a gasp at the feel of Rory's firm tits in 
contact with her spine, the nipples grazing slowly and 
tantalizingly across her oiled flesh. She almost imagined 
that her daughter's nipples were as hard as hers...or had 
that been wishful thinking on Lorelai's part? 

That it was her own daughter causing these feelings made 
her arousal more wanton, more desirable, almost 
overwhelming her guilt and shame. The parent in her 
wanted her to cry out to her daughter to stop, but 
Lorelai realized she couldn't do that without admitting 
why. So she simply lay there and tried to mask how much 
pleasure her daughter was giving her. 

Later, when Rory was napping on her towel, her own oiled 
body glistening in the sun just a foot or two from her 
mother's grasp, Lorelai allowed herself the luxury to 
glance over her daughter's body with undisguised 
appreciation. Her daughter seemed like some beautiful 
water nymph washed ashore on an island that only they two 
would share. The vision of her holding her naked daughter 
in her arms, Rory's mouth gently sucking at her mother's 
tits... not as a child, but as a lover. played slowly in 
her mind. 

Lorelai had felt herself trembling, but was this from the 
cold or an overwhelming desire to hold the wet and naked 
beauty before her, to caress her, to. 

Lorelai had quickly rolled away, keeping her back to her 
daughter. Convinced that Rory was asleep, she had tossed 
a towel over waist and plunged two fingers beneath the 
cloth and deep into her cunt. Muffling her cries, she 
pushed the digits in and out rapidly, trying to bring 
herself off as quickly as possible. Her orgasm was 
intense and, when she was done, she lifted herself from 
her towel and ran to the river, plunging her body into 
the water. 

Whether Rory had noticed any of what had happened, her 
unmoving body gave no sign. 

'I should have avoided her from that moment on. Between 
fucking Trey and being aroused by my own daughter, my 
senses have been on overload. And then there was that 
damn shower!' 

Lorelai had remembered how she had been taking a morning 
shower a few days ago, when Rory had walked into the 
bathroom. Usually, she knew her daughter would have 
knocked, and Rory had insisted she had, but when the girl 
had slid the glass door to ask her mother for bus fare, 
Lorelai had somehow felt...shamed to be naked before 
Rory's gaze. 

Her daughter had acted as matter of fact as she had at 
the riverbank, but Lorelai couldn't help but feel that 
she was under the young girl's scrutiny. Which was not 
possible, since she knew her daughter wasn't attracted to 
girls. 

Before she left, Rory had volunteered to soap up her 
mother's back for her. Every sense in the woman's mind 
screamed for her to refuse, but Lorelai switched off the 
water and then turned away from her daughter. She almost 
felt a shiver, more from Rory's presence than any change 
in temperature. 

She felt the sensuous touch again, as her daughter played 
the soap across the woman's back. Small rivers of soap 
trailed down her spine and into the crack of her butt. 
Lorelai had almost shuddered in front of her daughter, 
but was able to maintain control until her daughter 
finished, bid her mother goodbye, and left. Lorelai then 
locked the door, turned the shower back on and 
masturbated herself to an intense orgasm. 

'I'm not a lesbian, dammit! And, even if I had these 
feelings, Rory's my daughter! It's just some kind of 
guilt over stealing her boy friend mixed with my love for 
her... and the fear of losing her when and if she ever 
finds out about Trey and myself.' 

But if that were true, she observed, why did she see 
Rory's face, not Trey's, when she masturbated on the 
beach and in the shower? 

Lorelai shook her head and rose to her feet. It wasn't 
important, she decided. This weekend she would be seeing 
Trey and she would be indulging him in his wish to have 
anal sex. Somehow that prospect, which once terrified 
her, wasn't as unsettling as what she had believed she 
might be feeling for her own daughter. 

With a sigh of resignation, Lorelai stepped from the 
room. Moved across the landing and descended the stairs. 
As she did, her gaze fell upon two figures waiting for. 

One was Rory. Her smiling daughter was wearing sandals, 
denim cutoffs and a sleeveless white blouse. Lorelai 
could see that her daughter was not wearing a bra by the 
way her nipples poked against the thin fabric, but 
stopped short of chastising her daughter before the 
presence of the other person. 

"Mom, you know Krystal," Rory stated, "She came over to 
help me make dinner tonight." 

Krystal Summer smiled. She wore a simple flowery summer 
dress that buttoned in front. She gave the elder Gilmore 
a friendly wave. 

Lorelai returned the smile and stated, "Well, I hope you 
girls have something good for me to eat." 

As Lorelai stepped off the stairs and walked towards the 
dining room, the two young girls exchanged a knowing 
glance between them, a small ghost of smile crossing 
Rory's face. 

Continued in part 3...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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