Date: Wed, 13 Sep 2023 18:29:20 -0700 From: Jan none Subject: Mistress Martha (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal, f/fFFF) Adult Youth, oral anal, f/fFFF This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available. Copyright 2023 all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@gmail.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Mistress Martha By Jan The phone rang and when I picked up the receiver it was an old friend from my college days. After we exchanged greetings, Shirley told me why she was calling. Apparently, her daughter was going to be attending college at our alma-mater and she wanted me to keep an eye on her while she was attending undergraduate school. It had been many years between our infrequent get-togethers with each other. Shirley had been my personal sex slave when we were sorority sisters. I have always been an alpha female. I dominated my playmates as a young girl. When I reached puberty and became sexually aware, I continued to dominate my girlfriends. I derived as much pleasure from controlling my girlfriends as I did from what I made them do. I remember when I was not quite 12-years-old and I was taller than all-of the boys in the school. I had a big body to go with it. My red hair made me stand out even more. I was better at all sports than the boys. Most boys were intimidated by me. Most girls were afraid of me too. There was one girl that seemed to worship me though. Gena was a petite little girl with light brown hair and eyes. She was the same age as all the girls in our class, but didn't look any older than an 8- years-old. She followed me everywhere. She even walked out of her way to follow me home. Mom worked as a cashier at a local grocery store, so she would not be home for several hours. I was free to do just about anything I wanted. I allowed Gena to follow me to my room where the first thing I would do was remove my shoes. I couldn't resist taking all-of my clothes off in front of her. Gina was fascinated by the size of my tits and the dark red patch of pubic hair. I encouraged her to touch it. Before long she became my pussy slave. She was my sex slave all the way through high school. I had other girls willing to do anything I wanted as well. I was 15-years-old when I dominated a mature woman. I was walking home from school and a minivan stopped and the woman that I casually knew lived on the same block as my family, and she offered to drive me home. When I was in the van, she offered to give me a Coke if I would go home with her. She complained that she was lonely and wanted to have someone to talk to. I accepted her offer and suspected that she wanted to seduce me. I was thinking about seducing her though. We introduced ourselves. Her name was Margery, and I got a strong sexual vibe from her. When we were in her home, she had me take a seat in the living room while she got us the refreshments. When she returned, she had a couple of cans of Coke and a plate with toll house cookies. She placed the plate on the coffee table in front of the couch and sat down next to me as she handed me a can. While we were sipping our soft drinks, she started asking me questions. She asked me about school and my friends before she broached the first question about if I had a boyfriend. I assured her that I had no interest in dating boys. (She obviously thought I was much older than I was.) I said: "They can be cruel to any girl taller and stronger than them." They accuse me of being a dyke. That lead emboldened her to ask me: "Have you ever had sex with girls?" I could have denied that, but I chose to say that I have had sex with several girls. She was obviously interested in hearing more. I didn't identify the girls I was sexually active with, but I did tell her about some of the things I had done with the girls. When I described some of the things we had engaged in she became excited. I could tell he was getting turned on. It showed in her face and her hands were nervously rubbing her thighs. I boldly took hold of her hand and leaned forward to kiss her on the mouth at the same time I put the palm of her hand right on my crotch. She responded by letting out a passionate moan with our lips pressed against each other's. She surrendered to me instantly. I took charge and started undressing her. It didn't take long to get both of us out of our clothes. I masturbated her just long enough to get her stimulated before I got her to lay down on the couch on her back and I sat on her face and made her eat my pussy and asshole until I had an orgasm. Then I finger fucked her until she had an orgasm. I visited her several times after that day. I had her buy me a strap-on dildo to fuck her with. I maintained position of the dildo, just in case I had an opportunity to fuck another female with it. There were fewer times during the basketball season. I played basketball like a female Charles Barkley, When I was backing into the opponent's basket and was being guarded closely, I would use my butt a Barkley and bend over quickly, thrusting out my big butt pushing the appointment away, allowing me to spin to the basket. Our team made it to the State Championship and we traveled to the capital to play a round robin elimination tournament. Our team was staying in a nice hotel. When I went down for dinner, I was not aware that the team was in a separate dining room and the staff didn't associate me as being a high school girl. While I was waiting to be seated an elegant woman approached the maître di when she was standing next to me, she smiled and asked me: "Good evening my dear. Would you like to join me for dinner?" When I told her that I would be pleased to join her, she told the maître di that she would like a table for two. We were escorted to a table. I was impressed with this woman. She looked to be close to fifty- years-old and was wearing a tailored woman's business suit and looked like a pampered woman. She reached across the table to shake my hand as she said that her name was Alesha and asked what my name was. I acknowledged her greeting and told her that my name was Martha. She told me that I was a strikingly beautiful young woman and asked if I had played college basketball. I blushed and told her that I am a high school basketball player. That our team was in town to compete for the State Championship. Alesha was impressed and assured me that I looked much more mature. We talked about several different subjects during the meal. At the conclusion she picked up the tab and invited me to accompany her to her room. I was interested in finding out if I could get into her panties, so I accepted her offer and we headed for the polished brass elevators. While we were in the elevator my cell phone rang. It was my coach and I told her that I had dinner in the main restaurant, and met a delightful dinner companion, and she has invited me to visit with her. I will be at the gym in the morning to warm up with the team. I ignored her telling me I should be resting in my room, and put the phone in my bag. When we were in her room, Alesha asked me if I was sexually active. I was reluctant to discuss such a personal question with a total stranger, but I had come with her in hopes of getting to have sex with her. She said: "The reason I asked is because I operate a female escort service and I'm always looking for girls that would make an ideal dominatrix." I knew what the word meant and the idea appealed to me. I did enjoy dominating females. Sitting there I began to think her offer was a good idea. She gave me her business card and I put it in a bag. She asked me: "Would you like me to demonstrate how a dominatrix provides sexual gratification to your trixs?" I gave her an innocent smile. " I would love to get a demonstration from you." I have a couple of conditions though: I don't mind dominating males but I'm not about to fuck any males. I would enjoy dominating females, and I'm open to any sexual act that females can perform on each other." Alesha smiled: "I suspected that you were a dyke. I have a soft spot for redheads. She offered me a drink and I accepted. Opened the hotel fridge and took out a couple of the single serve little bottles of whisky and coke, and used a couple of the hotel plastic glasses to put a couple of ice cubes in them before she broke the seal on the bottles and poured our drinks. She handed me drink and took a sip of hers. Then she removed the teal scarf from around her neck that was stuffed into the jacked. When it was removed, I could see the deep cleavage between her breasts. Then she removed her black 4-inch stiletto heels. I saw her Kate Pointed Toe Patent Leather red soled pumps and knew that she had paid almost $800.00 for her pumps. I knew there was nothing cheap about this woman. When she unbuttoned the steel gray tailored jacket, she was not wearing a blouse or a bra. Her breasts didn't need support at all. Her breasts were perfect. I couldn't believe that implants hadn't been added, but there was no sign of a scar. They were a good 38-D size with mauve areolas and nipples sticking straight out like little bulbs that looked like little puffy tits on top of her breasts. They were so fucking sexy they made my mouth water. When she unfastened the tab on her steel gray skirt and pulled the little zipper down, she still had to struggle to pull the skirt down over her hips. When she stepped out of the skirt I was mesmerized by the sight of her body. She was wearing a delicate hip hugger panty that was a lavender color. She was still wearing her sexy self- supporting nylons. The three-inch lace elastic tops were pulled up almost to her crotch. My eyes were drawn to her crotch and she had her pubic hair was not as gray as the hair on her head and it was trimmed into a short haired triangle pointing at her pussy, and her labia lips was dangling out of the opening and she had gold earrings dangling from her labia lips. She used both hands to take hold of the earrings and spread her pussy open to expose her clitoris, and vagina open for me to see. She told me to get undressed. I quickly removed my dress and everything else. It had been a few days since our last game and there were still some bruises on my ribs and breasts from being elbowed under the net that were turning brown. She asked: "What happened?" I told her: "I told you I am a high school basketball player. These are my battle scars from being elbowed in our last game. They will fade with time." She ran her hand over my ribs and tits, and asked: "Does that hurt?" "Not anymore" She opened a suitcase on the king-sized bed and showed me the contents. One half was full of exotic clothing and the other half was full of sex toys. She picked up the clothing items one by one and showed them to me. I had no idea how much black leather was part of domination. The list included: panties, girdles, bras, chaps, harnesses, and Teddies. The half of the suitcase contained the toys: There was a plethora of dildos, butt plugs, nipple clamps, collars with leashes, and whips that were harmless and some that could inflict horrible pain. Alesha put her pumps back on and put the biker chaps on. From behind her ass was fully exposed and from the front her pussy was in full view. While she was wearing the costume, she proceeded to demonstrate her toys. She showed me several butt plugs and she singled out one that looked like a latex potato masher and stuck it into my asshole. When it was firmly in place there was a blue glass jewel visible covering my asshole when I bent over. With that in place she applied nipple clamps to my tits, and then she singled out a blue latex strapless dildo. I watched her carefully insert the bulbus fishhook into her vagina and adjusted the phallic end in front of her crotch. She approached me and kissed me on the mouth with tongue while hugging me. Her four-inch heels made it possible for her crotch to be high enough that all I had to do was spread my legs for her to be able to insert her dildo into my cunt, and fuck me like the bitch that I am. By the time that I had an orgasm I was sweating like I had been running on the basketball court for a couple of hours. We showered together and I got dressed to return to my floor. I asked her if I could have the dildo, she had used on me. She smiled and kissed me as she handed it to me. She asked me where and when our game was going to be. I told her and left. When I got off the elevator on my floor my coach came out and gave me hell for missing dinner and being out so late. I told her that no one told me that we weren't eating in the restaurant and I met a woman that has offered me a job when basketball is over for me. I told her that I will probably only play another six years, if I don't get a decent offer to play pro. The next day we were at the professional team's old arena. The stadium still held 50,000 people. That was much larger than any high school Stadium. We milled around being impressed by the size, until the coach pointed out that the court was still the same size as the court in our gym. Of course, the locker rooms were plusher. We changed and went out onto the court to warm up. We didn't fraternize with our opponents, but we were checking them out. Our scouting report let me know which numbers I needed to look out for. Ne gal in-particular-had the reputation of being very physical against tall centers. Before the game started, I took note that there were a lot of empty seats. Oh, several hundred fans from each school were ringside. I was interested in seeing if that woman was in the stands. When I scanned the stands, it took me a moment to spot that steel gray suit. I noticed that she had a tablet in her hands. I gave her a wave and she returned my wave. Just as predicted, that girl with the aggressive reputation started pushing and elbowing me. When I was going up for a rebound, she would grab my arm or swing an elbow into my ribcage. She got away with it a lot. I even asked the ref what game are you watching. The next time I was backing her up under the basket when she was right up against my body, I bent forward fast enough that my butt sent her backwards out of the court. That pissed her off and she came charging me, fists flying. That got her ejected. Their team was no real threat to us. We won the game handily. We went undefeated through the tournament. I got to get together with Aliesha before we returned home. I asked her if she had recorded my game? She told me that she had actually-been on a conference call to a couple of friends of hers. She said that you can expect a couple of phone calls from the head coaches from UCLA, USC, and Stanford. I want you in California during your off season. I'll see to it that you have plenty of work, and all the pussy you want. She wasn't lying, I heard from all three coaches that assured me that they had a spot ready for me. Once the celebration was over and school life returned to normal. I had plenty of time to think about Aliesha. I gave Margery a call and made a date with her. I made sure that I brought along my strapless dildo. I met with her regularly until I went away to college. 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