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From: phoenlxarlzona@aol.com (Phoebe and Michael)
Subject: {ASSM} Gilmore Girls 2 (fdom/f, mf-teens, drugs, preg, TV-parody)
Date: Wed, 23 Oct 2002 17:10:02 -0400
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Gilmore Girls: Trick or Treat (fdom/f, mf-teens, orgy, 
drugs, reluc, preg, TV-parody)
by Phoebe (phoenlxarlzona@aol.com)

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Chapter 2: Schoolgirl Orgy
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Rory hurriedly tugged her skit back into place, as did 
Paris just as the two adults walked into the living room. 
Luckily, both parents were so preoccupied with being 
polite to each other that neither noticed the physical 
flush on their daughter's faces or the nervous looks they 
shot at each other.

Rory quickly got up and said, "Thanks Paris, I'll see you 
tomorrow," and hurried out of the room. Paris equally 
worried that her mom would notice something untoward 
rushed to the door urging her mother to hurry up. Within 
seconds the house was quiet again and Lorelai was 
standing at the door waving at mother and daughter as the 
Gellars walked down the front path to their car.

Rory headed straight for the bathroom. She wanted to take 
a shower, she knew that her mother would know what she'd 
just done with her classmate if she saw her right now.

Stepping into the shower stall, and letting the jet of 
hot water plaster her long dark hair to her head Rory 
trembled in self-loathing. She had just committed a 
lesbian act with Paris. She'd let Paris do the nasty with 
her mouth. And even worse, she had begun to do the same 
to Paris, and would have made her cum if their parents 
hadn't interrupted.

But what made the whole thing even more perverted was 
that she'd enjoyed every moment of it. From the first 
contact of Paris' hands on her skin to the moment that 
she shoved her tongue forcefully into Paris' pussy. That 
though made her shiver with secret delight.

Then in the next moment Rory felt like vomiting. Her 
self-disgust was overpowering and she quickly soaped up 
her hair and then her body and scrubbed all the evidence 
away as quickly as possible.

*

Later, as Rory lay in bed trying to find sleep; she 
couldn't help the feelings that kept sprouting deep 
within her. In her mind's eye she kept replaying the 
vision of Paris' blonde hair cascading over her body and 
legs as she sucked her clit. The sight of Paris' head 
bobbing up and down over her and the feelings that her 
efforts had cause her.

She didn't want to, it disgusted her even more, but Rory 
couldn't help herself. She slipped a finger into her 
sopping cunt and rubbed back and forth, in and out, 
imagining that it was Paris' tongue.

It was funny, but when it had first happened Rory had 
fantasized that Paris was really her boyfriend Dean. But 
as she came closer to her orgasm the vision of Dean had 
evaporated and all she could envision was Paris' blonde 
head bobbing up and down, up and down...

Now a couple of hours later as she fingered herself, her 
imagination would only focus on Paris. Her bobbing head, 
her tanned athletic legs spread wide, her fine blonde 
pubic hairs bristling against her tongue.

"Umm," Rory moaned as she quietly came on her fingers. 
She bucked against her hand several times and then lay 
quite. 

The door opened and her mother walked in. "Hi honey, 
you've been quiet this evening, what's up baby?" She 
smiled down at her perfect child.

"I'm just tired mom, it's been a long day." As Rory spoke 
she could still feel tiny little quakes deep between her 
legs as her orgasm dissipated completely to be replaced 
by a melancholy that she had never known before. She felt 
lost.

"Okay sweets, see you in the morning. We'll stop by 
Luke's Diner for breakfast and catch up on each other's 
day, okay?"

"Sure okay. Goodnight mom." and Rory rolled over and 
pulled the quilt up, ending their conversation.

*

The next day was particularly uncomfortable for Rory. She 
had to go to school and face Paris. Between the time of 
their lovemaking and the next morning Rory had sorted out 
her feelings and her intent was to never do anything like 
that again.

But as she walked up the steps of the front entrance to 
Chilton Prep, who was there but Paris. She was looking at 
Rory with a strange expression in her eyes, almost like 
Dean's expression when he looked at her.

Rory tried to hurry by Paris but she reached out and held 
her by her sweater-vest. "Hey, aren't you going to say 
hi?" Paris asked. "After what we did last night, aren't 
we friends now?"

Rory looked at her classmate with a sick feeling in her 
gut, "No Paris. I don't want to talk about last night, 
and I don't ever want you to either. What we did last 
night never happened and our study sessions are over. You 
do your thing and I'll do mine, okay?"

Paris' eyes hardened and she hissed under her breath, "No 
it isn't okay, you little slut. You can't play with my 
emotions like that and get away with it." She knotted 
Rory's sweater in her fist and shook Rory violently, then 
she abruptly let go and turning, marched away.

Rory stood there watching Paris' back as she stomped off. 
She thought to herself that their encounter could have 
been worse. She wondered how she would have felt if it 
had been Paris rejecting her. She had an instance of 
guilty conscious, then dismissed it and heading into the 
building.

*

The school day was over and Rory was walking to the bus 
stop. The twenty minute ride to Stars Hollow always 
cleared her mind of the trails of the day. It was kind of 
a ritual for her. But when she turned the corner and saw 
Paris with her two cronies Madeline and Louise, Rory 
faltered.

Paris walked up to Rory and said, "Look, we can't stop 
our study sessions. I know I freaked you out last night, 
but frankly, I need you as a study partner. We both want 
to get into Harvard and we need each other. I'll tell you 
what, we can study with Madeline and Louise so nothing 
like that will ever happen again, okay?"

"Wh--what?" Rory looked at Paris in shock. Had she told 
the other girls about their sexual encounter? She looked 
past Paris to Madeline and Louise but neither girl seemed 
particularly interested in their conversation.

Paris noticed Rory's look and said quickly, "No I haven't 
told them anything, now answer me. Will you be my study 
partner if we include them in the group?"

Rory hadn't expected to give in to working with Paris 
again, but she thought, "What could happen? Why not? As 
long as the other girls were there Paris would have to 
behave herself. And besides, she needed Paris' critical 
mind to offset her views on their essay assignments, it 
always made them just a little better than they would 
have been otherwise.

"Okay, we'll continue studying together as long as either 
Madeline or Louise are always there."

"Great, you won't regret it. We'll meet tomorrow night at 
Louise's house okay?"

"Sure," Rory said.

What could happen with Madeline and Louise around? She 
felt confident that she could handle the situation with 
Paris now, and boarded the bus that afternoon with a 
renewed sense of confidence.

*

The next day, after school, the girls took a cab to 
Louise's house. Rory wondered why Louise's mother hadn't 
picked them up, but she was assured that everyone would 
get a ride home.

When they arrived it was about 4:30 and they entered a 
silent empty house. Rory turned to Louise and said, "Is 
it okay to be here without your folks around?"

"Yeah, sure, why not?" Then she said, "Lets go into the 
living room to study." Rory caught Louise giving Paris a 
funny look. Rory didn't know what that look meant, but 
for some reason her heart beat a little faster all of a 
sudden.

They sat down in the living room to study, spreading out 
their books. Louise and Paris went into the kitchen to 
get drinks and Madeline and Rory began laying out the 
work space.

As Rory was leaning over inspecting the outline for the 
evening's work she felt a movement behind her. Then hands 
gripped her and she was being pushed to the carpeted 
floor. 

"Wh--what are you doing?!" she yelled in surprise.

As she thrashed in the grip of Paris and Louise she 
looked at them with rising panic. What was happening, 
this was insane!

Then Paris said, "Don't worry little one, we're just 
going to have some fun. Then afterwards we'll get our 
studying done and all go home."

"Let me go!" Rory yelled again.

But instead of letting her go, Paris and Louise pulled 
her down to the floor and dark haired Madeline came to 
stand over her, hands on hips, elbows askew. "Paris tells 
us that you think you're better than we are. Is that 
true? Do you think you're better than us?"

Rory didn't know what to say, she tried to struggle free 
from Paris and Louise but to no avail. Then Madeline 
continued, "We're going to find out if you're better than 
us Rory, and then we'll see." She stooped over and began 
to unbutton Rory's sweater, then her blouse.

All the time this was happening Paris had her hand 
clamped over Rory's mouth to stifle her cries of protest. 
Rory was smaller and more delicate than the other girls 
and they found it no hard task to hold her secure.

When Madeline pulled her blouse open and reached around 
under the struggling girl to undo her plain cotton bra, 
Rory's muffled yells turned to frustrated tears. Why were 
they doing this to her, what had she ever done to them?

Then Madeline stood up again and looked down at Rory's 
naked chest. "She'd got cute little tits. Not as big and 
yours Louise, but then none of us are as big as you," she 
smiled at her own joke.

Then to Rory's horror Madeline sat down on her, squatting 
over her thighs and leaned down and started sucking on 
her exposed nipples. First one then the other. Rory 
fought the girl's firm grip as Madeline worked over her 
breasts and nipples, sighing with contentment from time 
to time.

Then Rory felt Paris release her arm but with Madeline on 
top of her she couldn't get away. When she tried to beat 
at Madeline with her freed arm the girl easily held it 
down.

Rory yelled again when someone pulled at her uniform 
skirt, it was being removed and then her panties were 
being pulled down her legs. Her protests were muffled 
again by Madeline's free hand, as her mouth fed hungrily 
at Rory's nipples. There was nothing Rory could do to 
stop them.

Her body jerked involuntarily as she felt someone push a 
finger into her cunt. Rory had a fleeting realization 
that the finger had slipped into her without effort. That 
meant that she was wet. Then she realized with shock that 
she was aroused. She didn't want to be, but she was.

Then Louise let go of her other arm and stood up. Rory 
watched as she stripped off her school uniform. She knew 
that she should try to fight with her freed hand but she 
also knew that the effort was pointless now. The 
sensations that Paris' fingers were giving her calmed her 
and the thrilling feeling of being dominated by these 
girls made her shiver in secret delight.

Finally Madeline stood up and began to peal her clothes 
off too. Rory lay on the floor naked and panting, Paris 
kneeling between her spread legs still fingering her 
while the others watched.

Rory looked on helplessly as her body began to squirm in 
the beginnings of an orgasm. Just as she was about to go 
over the edge Paris pulled her hand away, making Rory 
groaned in disappointment. She reached down between her 
legs and began fingering herself, trying to finish the 
job Paris had started.

Paris smirked, "See what I mean, she's as big a slut as 
you Louise." Louise frowned at that, but Paris and 
Madeline thought it was funny and laughed.

Just as Rory was beginning to feel her orgasm building 
again Paris reached down and pulled Rory's hand away from 
her throbbing pussy. "Uh, uh, girl. You're not getting 
off till I say you can." Then Paris turned to Louise, "Go 
get it, you know what I'm talking about."

Louise's eyes lit up and she scampered naked from the 
room. Rory could her the teenager climbing the stairs and 
then she looked at Paris. Her classmate stood above her 
naked in a dominate stance, legs spread, hands on hips, 
she looked beautiful and strong, like a viking queen with 
her long blonde hair flying loose over her tanned 
shoulders. Rory suddenly wished that she were a stronger 
person, she wished that she could stand naked in front of 
other girls confident and strong like Paris.

Then Louise was back and in her hand was what Rory knew 
to be a life-like penis dildo. She'd never seen one, but 
she had taken anatomy and had seen the male member erect 
in books. It looked impossibly large, but somehow it also 
looked appealing. The swollen member with its huge balls 
and veiny shaft, and the black nylon straps? 'Oh my god,' 
she thought to herself, 'what where they going to do with 
that?'

It didn't take long for Rory to receive an answer to her 
question. As she lay on the carpet prostrate, Paris 
fumbled with the straps. The thing also had another shaft 
on it that was meant to fit into the wearer. It wasn't 
nearly as big as the penis part but it was ribbed and 
about 5 inches long.

Rory watched with horrified fascination as Paris slipped 
the small end into her cunt and Louise helped her close 
the straps around her waist and legs. Rory still couldn't 
believe it, all four of them were now naked and it looked 
like Paris was going to fuck her with her strap-on while 
the others watched.

Rory felt paralyzed as Paris stood over her with the big 
penis shaped dildo sticking out from between her legs. 
"Now little one you're gonna really get it. Now you'll 
know what you've been missing from that boyfriend of 
yours." She smiled down at Rory with a strange glint in 
her eyes.

Before Rory could protest Madeline grabbed her legs and 
Louise grabbed a fist full of hair and they twisted her 
over onto her stomach with a minimum of effort.

Rory was numb with fear now as she felt Paris slide one 
arm up under her stomach and pull her up onto all-fours. 
Then Madeline got down on her hands and knees at Rory's 
head and held her chin, forcing her to look up at her. 
She gave Rory a sardonic smile and moved in close and 
gently kissed her on the lips.

Just as Madeline's lips pressed against Rory's she also 
felt Paris' penis dildo push into her. It couldn't have 
been very deep but even just a little bit of it made Rory 
feel like she was being split in two. She pulled her 
mouth away from Madeline's kiss and yelled, "Stop it 
Paris, it hurts, please don't," Rory began to cry in pain 
and fear.

Paris only grinned and looked at Louise who was on her 
back beside Rory helping to guide the dildo to its target 
from underneath. Paris shoved a little harder making Rory 
cry out again. Then she gripped Rory's hips with both 
hands and shoved again.

Rory screamed in pain and anguish as Paris sank to the 
hit into her. All four girls stopped moving then and 
waited. Rory waited for Paris to pull out, she had even 
stopped breathing, she didn't want anything at that 
moment other than Paris to take it out of her.

The other girls had stopped to watch the fake dick take 
their classmate's virginity. All three of them remembered 
the first time they'd experienced that big dick and they 
knew what Rory was feeling.

Then ignoring Rory's protests Paris began to fuck her 
from behind, just like she imagined that a man would. 
Madeline and Louise watched Paris humping Rory for a 
minute or so, then they joined in and began kissing and 
touching their captive classmate. It was so much fun to 
bring Rory down to their level, the superior little 
princess now knew what it was like to be fucked. All 
three girls were enjoying this very much.

Rory tried to get away from Paris' thrusts, she was in 
pain and she was frightened by the behavior of these 
girls. But she couldn't fight her way loose, all she 
could do was take the abuse and hope it would stop soon.

In the back of Rory's mind there was one little spark, a 
spark of perverse pleasure. The feeling of not being in 
control, of being forced to do nasty things with other 
girls was somehow exciting. Rory tried to ignore the 
feelings that Paris' screwing was causing her, but as 
Paris' belly and thighs slapped against her ass over and 
over again; with each thrust Rory began to push back at 
her forced lover.

Louise picked up immediately on Rory's change and she 
crawled underneath her and began to finger her clit each 
time Paris pulled out in preparation for another thrust. 
When Madeline pulled her face to hers again and started 
kissing her, Rory thought she might faint.

Rory was being fucked from behind by Paris, Louise was 
massaging her clit and Madeline was sticking her tongue 
down her throat. Rory didn't have a chance; she started 
cumming even though she didn't want to.

Paris picked up on Rory's orgasm when her slender body 
tensed and began to jerk wildly under her. She shoved the 
dildo deep into Rory and the action rubbed the other end 
against her clit once more, bring her over the edge too 
and both girls groaned and shivered in ecstasy as they 
came almost simultaneously.

Sweat poured off both girls as Paris hugged Rory's back. 
She still knelt behind her lover with the dildo planted 
firmly. Louise had stopped massaging Rory's clit and had 
climbed out from under the two.

When Paris pulled out of Rory she thought they would let 
her go. But no such luck, Madeline shoved Rory over and 
climbed on top of the panting girl. Then to Rory's 
amazement Madeline began to shove her cunt against Rory's 
juicy, slickened crotch. Faster and faster she humped.

Rory was too exhausted to stop the other girl from 
humping her mound so she just lay there and let Madeline 
pinch her nipples and hump-fuck her pussy. Rory had never 
even thought of such a thing before but as Madeline 
continued to hump her she began to grunt each time she 
thrust against her unwilling lover.

Rory looked over at Paris and Louise and watched them, 
watching her as Madeline continued to hump her pussy. 
Rory began to feel excited again; maybe it was the fact 
that she had an audience, an obviously appreciative 
audience. Whatever it was she finally moaned and wrapped 
her arms around Madeline's back and began a luxurious 
humping motion back at her lover.

Paris and Louise watched as Rory and Madeline got into 
their rhythm. It was an amazing sight to see Madeline and 
Rory lost in their own sensations and in each other's. 
Paris doubted that either girl even remembered that they 
had an audience. It was so erotic watching them rubbing 
bodies like that and kissing like lovers.

Then Madeline groaned and pressed her crotch tightly 
against Rory's. Paris and Louise could see that Rory's 
pussy lips were spread open and were flame red as 
Madeline ground her clit roughly against Rory's.

Then Madeline was cumming, her body jerking and shivering 
like a wild beast rutting in a field. Rory just hugged 
her tightly and let her lover cum.

When it was over and Madeline rolled off Rory breathing 
heavily. She whispered, "Oh god, oh god that was good." 
And then rolled over on her belly, placing her head on 
her arm and lay quietly recovering her wits.

Rory stirred. What was happening now? She raised her head 
to see who was touching her. It was Louise. All Rory 
could see was Louise's bright blonde hair, actually just 
the back of her head because she had climbed over the 
spread-eagle girl and had moved her mouth to Rory's 
pussy.

Paris commented sarcastically, "Shit, I still don't 
understand why Louise likes a sloppy cunt so much, stuff 
like that would really gross me out."

But Louise paid her no attention she just continued to 
lick and suck at Rory's exposed pussy while Rory lay on 
the carpet totally spent and submissive.

Being a healthy teenager though, it didn't take long 
before Louise's enthusiastic mouth-work revived Rory and 
soon the girls were in another embrace very similar to 
the one Rory and Madeline had been in only minutes 
before.

This time both girls came almost simultaneously. Rory had 
always been secretly attracted to slutty Louise, the 
blonde bimbo of the group. She of course would have never 
acted upon her attraction, but under the circumstances it 
was easy to respond to the feel of Louise's smooth tanned 
body against hers and her wonderfully full-lips first 
pressed against her pussy then her mouth.

When Louise finally rose up from Rory's spread-eagled 
body and stumbled to the bathroom, Rory crawled on her 
hands and knees to the couch. After a while she found the 
strength and grabbed her rumpled clothes and dressed.

Rory didn't stay to study, she didn't think that any 
studying would take place that evening. She used her cell 
phone to call a cab and within 20-minutes she was in the 
back seat of a Yellow Cab on her way home.

Her mind was ablaze. What had just happened to her? Had 
she been raped? Technically that's exactly what they'd 
done to her, but before it was all over she had been a 
willing participant. What should she do now, how could 
she face them at school tomorrow?

Rory pondered these thoughts during the ride home...

Continued in part 3...


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