This is a work of complete lesbian fiction. None of these characters ever existed. If you are offended by tales of lesbian sex, please read no further. (FF, FFFF. FFf. Lesbian Hookers. Lesbian College. Lesbian Athletes.)
Sabrina Meadows had been a top volleyball player in her high school, even attaining all-league honors as a setter. However, things were not going quite so well or so easily in her freshman year at State University.
Despite her all-league credentials, Sabrina was not offered an athletic scholarship by any Division I schools. State U had allowed Sabrina the opportunity to "walk-on," and she made the team... just barely.
Buried deep on the team's depth chart, Sabrina had yet to see the floor during a match. Not even during a blow-out loss, or a three-set win.
Determined to get better, Sabrina spoke with assistant coach Kami Andrews, a former All-American outside hitter during her playing days. Coach Kami agreed to stay after practice to help Sabrina with her positioning and technique.
Sabrina was a pretty, dark-haired girl. As an athlete, she had to keep her long hair out of her face, and wore it in a ponytail most of the time. Sabrina was a well-proportioned 5'4", an almost ideal size for a college setter.
Sabrina, with her athletic legs and full, round ass, had been among the prettiest girls in her high school. She was cursed, or blessed, depending upon her mood that day, with inordinately large 38-C breasts on her petite frame. While they certainly were the cause of much male attention, they were a nuisance when she played volleyball, and her breasts had to be smashed down with the tightest of sports bras.
18-year old Sabrina had a boyfriend while in high school, but the sex had always seemed rough and rushed. Sabrina also thought the semen an absolute disgusting mess, and the whole experience had always been far from satisfying. She did her best to invent excuses to put off her boyfriend whenever possible.
College was going to be a way for Sabrina to get away from her small town, her inconsiderate boyfriend, and unsupportive single-mother, and to start a new life.
College, however, was proving to be even more expensive than her very studied prior calculations had estimated. With no athletics scholarship, and only a very modest state Grant, Sabrina was on the hook for the rest. A part-time job during the fall volleyball season would be impossible. Sabrina was at a financial crossroads, but also dreaded getting into deep student loan debt.
Monday was the first day of practice since coach Kami had agreed to conduct after-practice sessions with Sabrina.
Coach Kami Andrews was a statuesque 6'2" tall, blonde. At 31 years of age, Kami was just as fit as she was in her playing days. She often participated in drills with her players, chiding them to "Keep up with the old lady."
Long and lean, like most volleyball players who play at the net, Kami had always felt insecure that there had never been much to tuck under her sports bra. After her college and professional career had concluded, Kami used some of her money to go to the best plastic surgeon in Beverly Hills for a breast augmentation.
Emerging from surgery with 40-D breasts which would look ridiculous on most women, they were done so skillfully that they fit well on her 6'2" frame and muscular, athletic shoulders. Kami was so proud of her new breasts that she rarely wore a bra, even during practices.
Today was no different, Sabrina and Kami were dressed alike in white "State Volleyball" t-shirts, with small, form-fitting navy blue volleyball shorts. The only thing that differentiated coach Kami from one of her players was the whistle around her neck.
Sabrina had some raw talent. She just needed help with her positioning and footwork, in order to give her teammates a proper set. The ball moves much faster at the college level, and the athletes are bigger, quicker and stronger. Sabrina was finding it difficult to react more quickly than she had to in high school. But she was game and determined.
With just the two women left in the gym, coach Kami was giving Sabrina an all-out practice on setting. If Sabrina didn't bend her legs and lower her body properly, coach Kami would slap Sabrina's ass. Volleyball after volleyball came Sabrina's way. Both women were in a sweaty lather in the hot gym. Sabrina's black sports bra was visible as it stuck to her sweat-soaked white t-shirt.
Coach Kami's augmented breasts were clearly visible as her white shirt nearly became transparent with sweat. Her erect nipples seemed to be trying to fight their way out of the cotton material.
As mentioned, positioning was Sabrina's biggest weakness. When coach Kami wasn't hitting the ball in Sabrina's direction, she was leaning and holding onto Sabrina's little 5'4" body to instruct her on the proper position based upon the angle of the ball. Coach Kami's breasts and crotch burrowed into Sabrina's back, and shapely backside. Sabrina could feel coach Kami's erect nipples press and rub across her sweaty back.
Sabrina wasn't sure why, but she was strangely attracted to her young coach. She had found coach Kami's grabbing and touching to be oddly stimulating. Her pussy juices intermingled with her sweat.
"That's it," declared coach Kami. "Hit the showers." The exhausted freshman, Sabrina, dutifully complied.
The warm water felt refreshing on Sabrina's tired, naked body. She closed her eyes, and stuck her head and face under the shower head for an extended time, daydreaming about nothing in particular.
Sabrina was startled back to reality when she felt two firm, soapy breasts rubbing against her back. That was followed by two hands wrapped around Sabrina's body and rubbing furiously on her 38-C tits. And then a naked female crotch began thrusting into her young, shapely, bubble-butt.
"What the...?" Was all that Sabrina could manage to get out of her mouth, as coach Kami began kissing the nape of Sabrina's neck, and licking an earlobe.
"Please stop," Sabrina implored. Her little body wiggling to get away. Coach Kami was much stronger than Sabrina, and she removed her right hand from Sabrina's breast, and inserted a single finger into Sabrina's well-trimmed, dark-haired pussy. Sabrina recoiled, slightly leaping on the wet communal shower floor as the unfamiliar finger probed.
"N-No, no," Sabrina pleaded. Coach Kami was relentless, however. One finger, then two, plunging in and out of Sabrina's young pussy like a sewing machine needle.
"You know you want this," said coach Kami authoritatively, "I see you mooning over my tits every day in practice. When I was rubbing up against you today, you sure didn't seem to mind." Coach Kami continued thrusting, and Sabrina had to admit that she WAS enjoying it. A quick and powerful orgasm had nearly caused Sabrina to fall in the shower. Coach Kami continued to hold Sabrina's limp body tightly from behind. Sabrina had surely never experienced such intense pleasure from her former boyfriend. What the hell was going on? She had just been raped... by a woman, and she had enjoyed every second of it.
Now on board, Sabrina turned to face coach Kami. Wordless, she bent slightly and began to devour the large breasts of her tall assistant volleyball coach. Kami began to stroke Sabrina's dark ponytail. Pleasure was written all over her face. Coach Kami had turned out another young girl.
Sabrina surprised herself as she knelt on the tile floor and began to eat coach Kami's cleanly shaven pussy. Sabrina clutched the 31-year old's athletic ass in an effort to enter as deeply as her tongue would allow. In that shower room, Sabrina finally discovered what she had been missing all along
Laying on her stomach, facing the foot of her bed, Sabrina was studiously examining a textbook and taking notes. She rarely wore her reading glasses in public, she was still a little vain. Sabrina was dressed for the evening in a little black pair of panties, and an old football jersey cut off at the midriff.
A hand reached over to close her textbook. "That's enough, honey," said a voice. Two hands began rubbing her body. One hand began massaging Sabrina's firm, athletic bubble-butt. The two hands came together, and began to remove Sabrina's panties.
It was coach Kami. They were in Kami's apartment. The two would hook up for sex whenever the volleyball practice and game schedule permitted.
It was now mid-November, and the season would be coming to an end soon. Sabrina's hard work, and coach Kami's expert tutelage had finally earned Sabrina some playing time on the court. State U's head volleyball coach was very complimentary about how hard Sabrina had worked to improve. Sabrina and coach Kami knew that it had not ALL been work!
With Sabrina's panties now off, coach Kami's hands began to explore between Sabrina's legs and butt cheeks. Coach Kami teasingly inserted her fingers into Sabrina's 18-year old pussy and anus, before exploring each orifice further with her darting tongue.
Sabrina writhed with pleasure. She hadn't even had a chance to remove the reading glasses from her face.
As the lovemaking progressed, something struck Sabrina's imagination: As coach Kami was kissing and massaging Sabrina's large breasts, she said: "It's a shame every woman can't have a little piece of heaven like you."
That got Sabrina to thinking...
Sabrina, a good student, began to research outlets and activities for lesbians in the area surrounding State University. To her surprise, there were none. There were no lesbian bars, campus clubs, dating services... nothing for girls who liked girls, or more importantly, women who liked girls.
Sabrina, a business marketing major. realized that there was an entire untapped market potentially available to her.
There was one local online escort service which catered to men seeking women escorts. Obviously, the traditional stuff. Sabrina contacted the owner of the company with her proposal. The owner seemed intrigued with adding female-to-female services, and believed that the pretty little girl in front of her could prove to be a star attraction.
The escort service would receive their cut, and provide an ad and communication services for Sabrina. "Sappho Services" was born, and Sabrina adopted the professional name of "Carli."
Carli (Sabrina) waited patiently in the lobby of the only five-star hotel in the university town area. She was sipping on a club soda, and waiting for the person she had met on the phone to contact her. Carli was wearing an attractive short. black dress, befitting her age and figure. She was making a point to sit quietly, and attract any unwanted attention.
The elevator door opened, and a stylish-looking business woman in her late 40's exited. Seeing the pretty young girl sitting in the designated area, she asked one question "Carli?" Receiving a friendly nod, she approached the teen. Carli was handed an envelope, and told simply, "1820." As the business woman was preparing to walk away, she whispered, "You are a beauty. I wish I had you for myself."
Carli walked into the waiting elevator, and pressed the button for the 18th floor.
Knocking on the door of room 1820, the door was answered by a dark-haired woman who appeared to be in her late 40's or early '50's. "Yes?" she answered. "Melissa Silverstein sent me," Carli explained. This only confused the woman, "Sent you for what?" The woman questioned, and looked behind her to see if any papers had been left behind.
"She sent me hear to celebrate the close of a successful business deal." Carli said. "Ah... Oh," said the woman. It all began to make sense. She looked Carli over from stem to stern, and then quietly invited her in.
"Melissa has certainly done her homework," the older woman said. "You're a very pretty girl." Carli thanked her and smiled.
The woman unhooked her dress and said, "I was just about to take a bath. Would you like to join me?" "Of course," replied Carli. The older woman gave the teen escort a firm hug, and patted her ass over the short dress.
The older woman began filling the tub, and very shortly they were both inside. Carli wanted to make sure that her hair didn't get wet. She would have to leave the hotel later, she wasn't being paid for the full night.
The woman was a bit on the plump side, but was not overly unattractive for her age. She reached across the tub and began playing with Carli's 38-C boobs. Her eyes lit up when Carli assured her that they were "real." Moving across the large tub she began to kiss and suckle Carli's gravity-defying 18-year old tits.
She then raised one of her pendulous breasts to Carli's mouth and the teen sucked and licked as was expected of her. This was her first night as a call girl, and it was turning out less distastefully then she had imagined. She just kept repeating the mantra in her head, "You need the money... You need the money."
Carli snapped out of it when she felt a hand softly petting her pussy underwater. The woman politely asked Carli if she could "Kiss it."
Carli stood up in the tub. The older woman stared admiringly at Carli's athletic body, with her big tits, flat belly, and firm, round ass. The woman said to herself, "I must try to do more business with Melissa Silverstein."
Carli sat at the edge of the tub, and slowly opened her legs. In a flash, belying her age, the woman's head was firmly engaged between Carli's solid, young thighs, and was eagerly lapping away like a starving cat with a bowl of milk.
After a couple of faked orgasms, Carli asked if the woman would like to trade places on the edge of the tub, the woman suggested that they retire to the bed, as she couldn't trust her balance in the throes of passion.
The pair dried off, and the older woman laid flat on the bed, as if nailed to a cross. Carli did her due diligence within the time allotted, and gave the woman as much pleasure as she could without breaking the woman's hip. She kissed and licked the woman from head to toe before servicing her with a round of cunnilingus that caused the woman to put a pillow over her mouth to control her screams of ecstasy.
Explaining that it was unfortunately time to go, Carli got dressed and began to fix her hair and make up. "What is your name, dear?" The woman asked. "Carli," was the one word answer that she received.
It was around midnight when Carli excited the hotel. She looked straight ahead or she might have noticed a couple of businessmen at the bar checking her out as she briskly walked by.
For some it might have been a "walk of shame." Carli, however, rationalized that she had just covered most of her school costs and living expenses for the month, in just three hours of "work."
Carli's name and contact information began to circulate around within the area's underground lesbian community. Soon she had all the customer's that she needed, and more. Carli (Sabrina) was careful not to overbook, as school, volleyball practice, and the time needed to study were her real priorities.
Carli was able to organize her schedule effectively, and was surprised to develop a convenient mid-morning clientele of mainly housewives, who waited until their husbands and children were gone for the day. Carli soon learned that conversation and companionship were perhaps even more important to them than the sex.
Most of the women were very nice, and some only wanted to cuddle with a naked teen. This was easy money, indeed.
One day Carli received a special request that she knew was illegal, but it would also nearly double her regular fee. Telling herself that everything that she was doing was illegal already, she agreed to the job.
Carli drove to a large home in an affluent part of the city. She was greeted at the door, and presented with instructions, and a green sash like a beauty pageant winner would wear.
A small, somewhat frumpily dressed young girl showed up at the home and entered. She was dressed in a wrinkled navy blue blazer and the plaid skirt of the local Catholic high school. One white knee sock was higher than the other, and her black shoes were scuffed.
15-year old sophomore, Annie Compton, had arrived after school at the home of her Aunt. Today was Annie's birthday, and her Aunt had promised her a big present after school.
Annie had the potential and bone structure to be a pretty girl. She just seemed to lack the effort. Her Aunt surmised that she lacked confidence in herself. At 5'4', Annie was slim, and had a pleasant complexion. Her Aunt had offered to buy her contact lenses, but Annie hadn't thought that important. Her big eyeglasses over powered her face, and medium-length brunette hair was too often a mess.
If Annie was a house, she would be labeled a "fixer-upper."
"I'm here," Annie yelled. There was silence as she put her book bag down. There was a note on the table that read, "Be back later. Your present is upstairs."
Annie ran up the stairs, "Was it a new laptop? Was it a puppy?" The answer had been driving Annie crazy all day. There was a note affixed to the guest bedroom that read, "In Here." Opening the door, Annie was absolutely startled to see a half-naked girl wearing a green sash that read "Happy Birthday."
Annie had recently confided to her Aunt that she had a crush on one of her female teachers, and thought that she might be a lesbian. Annie wasn't so much upset as confused. Knowing that Annie would be risking getting kicked out of school if she so much as flirted with her teacher, her Aunt figured that employing Carli (Sabrina) would be a good way for Annie to find out her preference for sure, in a safe environment.
Annie blinked widely, like a cartoon character. She wanted to make sure that this wasn't some sort of mirage. A very pretty brunette was standing on the other side of the room. Carli was dressed in just a black pair of t-back panties, the sash, and a big smile. The sash left both of Carli's 38-C breasts exposed to the teen.
"Happy Birthday, Annie. I'm a present from your Aunt." Said Carli, Annie tried to say something, but nothing would come out of her mouth.
Annie stood frozen as Carli began to play music and dance seductively in front of the teen. Carli made sure to shake her ample breasts, and to give long looks at her shapely ass.
As the song began to come to an end, Carli began to undress the teen, first removing Annie's blazer and tie, then unbuttoning her light blue blouse. Carli began to tenderly caress Annie's white, A-cup bra.
Still frozen, Annie asked, "Am I allowed to touch?" Carli chuckled, "Honey, you can do whatever you wish. We're going to have a really good time this afternoon."
Annie, very tentatively, stuck out her right hand, and made the barest of touches on one of Carli's large boobs. Carli decided to speed things up. Grabbing both of Annie's hands, Carli placed them firmly on her breasts. Annie soon got the idea, and began to curiously rub and knead Carli's 38-C breasts.
Carli surprised the teen with a kiss. It became increasingly apparent to Annie that she could lick the pussy of this beautiful girl if she wished, or she could have her own pussy licked. Annie quickly removed her glasses and her remaining clothes, and practically jumped on the bed.
Carli was a bit startled by Annie's 0-60 turnaround, but at least she now knew that the teen would be "in to it."
Carli removed the sash, and fluffed up her long hair. She only wore it in a ponytail now when she was Sabrina, or playing volleyball.
Annie watched intently as Carli removed her panties and moved to the bed. Petting one of Annie's small tits with her hand, Carli asked, "Is this your first time with a girl?" "It's my first time with anyone," Annie replied with a chuckle.
"I want to make you happy," Carli said. "We can go as slow as you want, or as advanced as you want. What would you like to do first?"
"Since I don't have much in the way of tits, I'd like to play with yours." Annie answered. She was certainly beginning to loosen up. Annie's mouth clamped on one of Carli's breasts, and one hand began to massage and manipulate the other.
Looking at the naked teen, she really was quite pretty. Annie had a slender body and slender legs. With her clunky black glasses off, she had an attractive face. Just a touch of makeup would do wonders. Her small boobs and sparsely filled brown bush were not unusual for a girl her age.
Carli repositioned herself on the bed so that she could easily enter between Annie's legs with her tongue. Not knowing what to expect, Annie tensed up and closed her eyes as if she was going to get a shot at the doctor's office.
Annie began to relax after Carli's first gentle licks. Her nervousness quickly turned to passion as she quickly experienced her first orgasm. By this time Carli had become an expert in finding her client's "sweet spots."
Growing in confidence, Annie ate Carli's pussy while fingering her at the same time. Carli didn't even need to fake an orgasm.
Mrs. Cantrell was one of Carli's most regular clients. An attractive widow, she called upon Carli just about every week or two. She loved feeling Carli's naked body next to hers, and they spent most of their time together embracing and kissing. Knowing how much she received on a regular basis from Mrs. Cantrell, Carli offered cunnilingus, or whatever the 40'ish woman wanted. However, naked cuddling and petting was usually enough for the lonely woman.
This time Mrs. Cantrell had a special request. Her sister, Helen, was coming in from back east, and she wondered if Carli could arrange for another girl to make it a foursome? Additionally, since Carli was a brunette, Mrs. Cantrell asked if Carli could procure a pretty blonde?
Carli said that she had never thought about expanding her service, but that she would give it a try.
As the college student and volleyball player, Sabrina, she had befriended a pretty blonde girl on the cheer squad, Kelly Moore. Sabrina (Carli) suspected that Kelly might have same-sex preferences.
Sabrina approached Kelly and explained the situation. Most importantly, she explained how much Kelly would be receiving during her short time with the sisters.
Sabrina's "gaydar" had proven correct. Kelly has secretly been hooking up with a cute shortstop on the softball team.
Kelly, moreover, was in deep credit card debt. A clothes horse, she regularly spent more than her cheerleading scholarship stipend could cover. The folks at VISA had begun calling.
If Sabrina was telling her the truth, the money that she would receive from just the one encounter would get the credit card company off of her pretty little ass. She was "in." Besides, she thought, how hard would it be to get fucked by some older woman for a couple of hours?
After completely cluing Kelly in, and telling her that she went by the name Carli when she was working, the two girls knocked at Mrs. Cantrell's large, beautiful home at the designated time. Both girls were dressed in simple, but pretty, airy floral summer dresses.
Told to "Come in," the two girls entered the house. Carli (Sabrina) had been there many times before. They found the two middle aged sisters sitting on the couch, dressed in silk kimono's.
Carli and Kelly stood in the middle of the room as the four were introduced to each other. As the two sisters were deciding who would go with whom, Mrs. Cantrell suggested that the two young girls undress. As her sister, Helen, was her guest, she would make the selection.
Both girls removed their summer dresses carefully, and hung them gently over a chair. Neither girl was wearing a bra, so each stood in only a pair of panties and high heels. Carli had the larger breasts, but Kelly's were "cheerleader perky." Kelly was a little surprised when Carli (Sabrina) began rubbing her tits from behind. She was just trying to speed up the selection process by being sexy.
Helen selected the young blonde, Kelly. Helen held on to Kelly's athletic ass she led her to the master bedroom.
Carli and Mrs. Cantrell were together again. The older woman, sitting in a comfortable chair, unfastened her kimono. She was completely nude underneath, and her large breasts spilled out. Mrs. Cantrell spread her legs, and Carli removed her panties and kicked off her heels. Carli, now naked, then went to her knees. Without any foreplay, Carli began to eat out the older woman. Carli's pretty brunette hair shook from side as she gave Mrs. Cantrell her money's worth.
Mrs. Cantrell then invited Carli to lie across her lap and suckle her breasts like a baby. Mrs. Cantrell used the opportunity to probe Carli's pussy with her fingers.
Hearing a loud noise coming from the master bedroom, Carli and Mrs. Cantrell got up to investigate.
Kelly was tied spread eagle across the bed by a series of scarves. Kelly was not in any pain, but in fact had experienced the most explosive orgasm of her life from Helen's skilled tongue.
Mrs. Cantrell suggested, "What don't we stay here." She moved up to the top of the bed and began passionately Kissing petite Kelly, and massaging her small breasts.
Helen was the more "freaky" of the sisters. She handed Carli a strap-on dildo to put on, as she resumed eating out the blonde cheerleader.
Carli spit on her hand to lube the black rubber dildo, and inserted it into Helen's vagina from the rear. Carli held on to Helen's tits as she pumped in and out.
Helen and Mrs. Cantrell switch positions, and Carli continued with the strap-on, inserting it into both of Mrs. Cantrell's open orifices.
The day ended with the two young girls performing 69 with the two middle-aged women looking on and masturbating.
One day after out-of-season volleyball practice, the head coach called the team together. He was awarding Sabrina Meadows a full scholarship on the team based upon all of her hard work and dramatic improvement. The whole team applauded and assistant coach Kami gave Sabrina a big hug.
With the full scholarship, Sabrina's alter-ego as Carli, the lesbian escort, could now be retired. Sabrina would receive books, tuition, meals, and a room in the Athletics dorms. With a monthly scholarship stipend, and the money that she socked away, she would be financially secure, even if she chose to go to graduate school.
She told Kelly that she was done, and Kelly offered to take over the business from her, and possibly expand it with other girls from campus. Sabrina would get a small ongoing percentage of Kelly's business by turning over her confidential contact list of clients.
Coach Kami, unaware of Sabrina's extra-curricular activities, invited Sabrina to her apartment to meet a high school recruit from Indiana. According to coach Kami, Taylor, the recruit, had been very open about her lesbianism, and hoped to meet some girls while she was on her official visit to State U.
Sabrina agreed to show Taylor around the campus, and talk to talk to her about the volleyball program. If things were to go beyond that, so be it.
Sabrina knocked at coach Kami's door. A hoarse-sounding faraway voice said, "Sabrina, come on in."
Sabrina was unsurprised to find her lesbian coach's body between the legs of the pretty, 17-year old recruit in the missionary position.
Taylor and coach Kami were about the same 6'2" height, blonde, with lean bodies. The slapping sound was loud as their two tall bodies collided at the waist. Nope. There was nothing shy about Taylor.
The two naked women moved off of each other as coach Kami introduced Sabrina and Taylor. Taylor and the coach were nearly mirror images of each other, and Sabrina's mouth watered thinking of coach Kami as an inexperienced teenager.
Coach Kami sprung off of the bed, and began removing Sabrina's clothes, much to Taylor's delight. "This is a heckuva a school, Taylor said enthusiastically. I've only been here a few hours and I'm already having my first threesome."
Taylor admired Sabrina's large chest as she positioned her crotch over Taylor's face. Taylor lapped at Sabrina's pussy enthusiastically, as coach Kami ate away at Taylor's blonde pussy.
The positions rotated several times during the evening, but there was no doubt that Taylor would sign her Letter of Intent to State U right on the dotted line.
Sabrina and Taylor would become roommates in the Athletic dorms during the fall semester. They would also be passionate lovers and girlfriends, only one year apart in age.
Despite their obvious love for each other, they would, without any jealousy, invite coach Kami, Kelly, and other female student-athletes to their dorm for some lesbian fun.
The End.
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