Date: Tue, 9 Aug 2022 16:57:03 +0000 (UTC) From: Titan Hoop Club Subject: Rising Crossover Star This is a work of lesbian fiction. The characters have only existed in the mind of the author. If you are offended by lesbians seducing underage girls, please read no further. (Lesbian Adult Youth) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Silvia Stone is the President of Jupiter Music, the hottest music label in the business. It is said that Silvia has the "Midas touch," and specializes in breaking new artists big in the country and pop fields. Signing with Jupiter is all-encompassing, from DVD's and streamed music to world tours and cable TV specials. Silvia is the personification of power, and few contradict her or got in her way. Those that did were often consigned to the ash heaps of show business. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> It was 8:00 a.m. on a Tuesday morning. With an ever-present cell phone pressed to her ear, Silvia entered her chauffeur-driven Bentley. Her particular choice of Starbucks coffee was already waiting for her in the back seat. With a polite "Good morning, Thomas," Silvia was on her way to the posh Century City headquarters of Jupiter Music. Silvia, a light-haired brunette, was dressed in an elegant tan designer suit which was immaculately tailored to highlight her gorgeous curves. At 41-years-old, Silvia was very proud of her body, and employed personal trainers to keep her fit. The best dentist in Beverly Hills kept her teeth shiny and white, and she had had her breasts surgically enhanced from a 34-B to an impressive 36-C. Silvia had previously asked her private secretary, Jane Ralston, to keep her schedule light that day. "Light" was a subjective term for the busy executive. Silvia was handed stacks of documents to review as soon as she stepped through her office door. Silvia's top-floor office was set up as a small apartment, complete with an attached bedroom and bath. Late nights happened often, and Silvia would sometimes simply stay over and get some sleep. With her schedule, it was rather convenient, and Silvia kept extra clothes and toiletries on hand. Silvia looked at her diamond watch. It was nearly 11:30 a.m. She had purposely cleared her calendar to entertain her newest client, whom Silvia believed could be the next platinum-selling crossover star. A rare breed indeed. 15-year-old Bryn Marcus was becoming a bit of a musical phenomenon in and around the Lexington, Kentucky area. Her club dates were instant sell-outs and her fans had begun clamoring for some recorded music. A Jupiter A&R man had been sent out from L.A. to meet Bryn and see her perform. He spoke effusively about the teenager's talent and marketability potential. Silvia approved a demo session to quickly cut some rough tunes in Nashville. Liking what she heard on the demo, Silvia approved contract negotiations to begin with the budding teen superstar. Silvia also instructed the A&R man to have a full-scale background check conducted on Bryn and her family. Bryn's report came back squeaky clean. She was a good student, somewhat active in her Baptist church, and was maturing into a talented songwriter and performer. The only red flag uncovered was Bryn's mother. She was the prototypical stage mother who drank too much, and continually pushed and prodded her young daughter with unsolicited advice, which managed to produce some friction between the two. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> At precisely 11:30 a.m. Bryn and her mother were ushered into Silvia's large, opulent office. As if putting on a recording, Silvia went into a well-rehearsed pattern of friendly small talk while she was actually concentrating on giving the once-over to her young, future star. Bryn was wearing a tight, sparkly, black minidress. It was sexy, and showed off Bryn's long. slender legs, but Silvia felt that the dress was inappropriate for an 11:30 a.m. business meeting. Bryn's hair was a dirty blonde with Hannah Montana-like bangs, and she had a Gibson acoustic guitar slung over her shoulder Johnny Cash-style. The guitar strap pressed firmly against one of her small, perky breasts. Silvia decided that visually Bryn had a lot to work with. She was a naturally pretty young girl with long legs like a filly racehorse Jupiter's glam squad would help with Bryn's wardrobe and hair. Thoughts of sexy promotional pictures and videos ran through Silvia's head. Silvia snapped out of her daydream when Bryn said: "I thought I'd surprise you with a song that I just finished. It wasn't on the demo." Accompanied by her Gibson acoustic guitar, Bryn played a hook-laden tune that genuinely impressed the Jupiter Music President. Silvia thought to herself, once we get her into the studio with a good producer and good session musicians, we can polish the rough edges off of Bryn's songs, but she definitely has "hit records" written all over her. Silvia complimented Bryn on her song and her talent, and explained that this was why Jupiter wanted to sign her. Silvia presented Bryn and her mother with an outline of the highlights of the contract that she was proposing. "As you can see, this is a very generous offer for a new artist, but we believe deeply in you, Bryn. I'm confident that this is superior to anything that our competitors can offer. And you would, of course, have the whole Jupiter hit-making team behind you." Silvia continued, "Naturally, we would want you to review it with your counsel, but we want to begin moving forward as quickly as possible." Before Bryn could respond, her overbearing mother spoke up: "I was intimately involved in the contract negotiations, so I certainly don't anticipate any issues. We'll respond just as soon as is humanly possible. We are really excited about the opportunities with Jupiter, aren't we Bryn?" Bryn smiled and nodded. Silvia made a mental note about having Bryn's teeth whitened. "Mrs. Marcus," Silvia said, I took the liberty of having Jane make lunch reservations for the two of you at the Musso and Frank Grill. It's one of the best and most famous restaurants in Hollywood. Jane is fully versed on the contract, in case you have any questions or concerns. Naturally, I want to spend some time getting to know my new artist while she's in town." Jane put on her friendliest smile and led Mrs. Marcus out of the office. Silvia looked at Bryn. Her crossed arms and her body language indicated that she was annoyed with her mother. In fact, they had an argument that very morning. "You were very quiet, Bryn." Silvia inquired. "Jupiter is about to invest a boatload of money in your career, and I have to know what you're thinking. Let's sit down on the couch and talk, like two girls." "I'm sorry Ms. Stone. I'm over the moon excited about signing with Jupiter. It's the best label there is. It's just sometimes my mother and I disagree about the direction of my music and my career. I really have a clear vision about what I think is right. Sometimes I wish she would just stay out and be my mother." Bryn seemed relieved to get that out. "I understand, Bryn. Truly I do. And by the way, please call me Silvia. Bryn, you are the artist and not your mother. You are the one we will be working with, and you will be involved in every major decision regarding your career. I can promise you that." "However," continued Silvia "You are still legally a minor, and your mother will need to sign on the dotted line next to your name. There's nothing anyone can do about that. But just remember, that will only be for a little more than two years, then you call all of the shots." Silvia could feel the pretty, blonde teenager begin to relax. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Jane and Mrs. Marcus were given access to Silvia's Bentley and driver. The chauffer had been previously instructed to take the long, slow, circuitous route to the restaurant, and Jane had been told to give Mrs. Marcus all of the drinks that she wanted. Silvia wanted to be sure that she had at least two hours of uninterrupted time with Bryn. As they drove, Mrs. Marcus suspected that Silvia might make a pass at her underage daughter. She had heard rumors about powerful female executives seducing aspiring actresses and other young, female performers. Mrs. Marcus thought to herself that Bryn's teenage pussy would be a small price to pay for worldwide fame and riches. She just hoped that Bryn realized that too, and cooperated with whatever Silvia wanted. Jane pointed out the local landmarks and movie studios as they drove along through the heavy L.A. traffic. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> "Feel better?" Silvia asked. Jane smiled and nodded yes. "Good," Silvia said, and she began to rub one of Bryn's bare shoulders. "I want to get to know all of my artists. I've been particularly impressed by your songwriting ability. Not only do your songs tell interesting stories, but the melodies are laden with catchy hooks." Silvia said, complimenting the teen prodigy. "The way I see it, we first want to get you into a studio with a good producer to start fleshing out arrangements for the first album. Jupiter's glam squad will work with you on hair, clothes and make up before we start taking some publicity photos. You'll work with some of the most talented people in the industry." Bryn beamed. "Naturally, we're after radio play, so I envision you going on a summer tour, opening for one of Jupiter's established acts. It will be a good way to introduce you to large audiences. How does that sound?" Silvia asked. Bryn's head was spinning. Recording a demo in Nashville had been life-changing. Now she was looking at going on a full-scale concert tour by next summer. Bryn had only played in front of club and outdoor fair crowds in the Lexington area. Now she would be booked in some of the biggest arenas in the country, and maybe the world! "Sounds great, Silvia!" Bryn sputtered. "Of course," said Silvia. "It's very important that you and I bond as artist and label management." Silvia's placed her hand on Bryn's bare upper thigh. Bryn flinched just a bit. The teen's fresh flesh felt soft and smooth to Silvia's touch. "I can only work with artists that I can trust who are sincere and cooperative." Silvia's hand continued it's journey beneath Bryn's short dress. "Do you understand, Bryn?" To emphasize her point, Silvia began to rub Bryn's pussy over her black panties and looked at the 15-year-old intently. This all came as more than a bit of surprise to Bryn, and she closed her legs instinctively, but Silvia's hand was already ensconced within. Bryn never imagined that she would have to fuck Silvia in order to make all of her dreams come true. But here she was. Silvia was an attractive older woman, Bryn thought, but she had never had even a remote thought of having sex with a woman before today. Even in Kentucky, lesbians had tried to pick up the pretty teen, but she had always politely resisted. Silvia's hand began to circle and probe Bryn's barely covered pubic area when Bryn finally replied: "I'm only 15 and a virgin." Silvia smiled broadly and whispered: "I don't think that will be a problem." Silvia then removed her hand from Bryn's crotch and began caressing a small breast through the thin fabric of the minidress. Bryn was not wearing a bra. "You've worked very hard for this to all blow up in your face now, Bryn. So, what's it going to be?" Asked the powerful executive. Bryn closed both eyes and gave a single nod to Silvia. "Good decision," said Silvia, forcing her tongue inside Bryn's mouth to give her an unwanted French kiss. Silvia lowered the straps of Bryn's sparkly, black minidress, and one-by-one placed each of Bryn's perky 32-A breasts in her mouth, suckling and kissing her small, pink bumps. Silvia noticed that Bryn's nipples were now fully hard like little pencil erasers. The top of Bryn's dress now rested on her boyish hips as Silvia led her to the secret apartment. Silvia stood behind the slender teen and cupped her perky breasts before opening the door to the hidden room. Silvia opened a small control on the wall and applied her thumbprint for access. The better portion of a wall opened, revealing a large, well-appointed bedroom. Bryn exclaimed: "Wow," as she entered. Silvia gave no explanation as to why she had a hidden bedroom attached to her office. Bryn naturally assumed that she had used it with other girls before her. Silvia helped Bryn lower the tight minidress below her slender hips and onto the floor. Bryn was now dressed in only a small black thong. Silvia handed Bryn a wooden hanger so that her dress wouldn't get wrinkled. The nearly-nude 15-year-old hung the dress in the closet. Bryn's small, athletic ass pointed in Silvia's general direction as she hung up her dress. As Silvia began to undress, her 36-C breasts were revealed to the nervous teen. "OMG," Bryn exclaimed. "Those are the biggest tits I've ever seen in person." Bryn reflexively looked down at her own A-cup breasts and covered them in pretend humiliation. Silvia proudly said: "Would you like to touch them?" Now curious, Bryn tentatively approached the older woman with an extended hand. The Beverly Hills plastic surgeons had performed wonders. Silvia's breasts looked perfectly natural and were firm and round without being hard to Bryn's touch. "You're still young, Bryn, and I think your boobs are absolutely perfect. However, if in a couple of years you feel that an enhancement would make you feel more confident, we can certainly point you in the right direction." With that, Silvia gave one of Bryn's little booblets a gentle squeeze. Silvia finished undressing, and gave Bryn a gentle hug. Silvia's large breasts seductively covered Bryn's small ones before Silvia led the teenager on to the bed. The pair laid side-by-side as Silvia slid her hand beneath Bryn's black thong panties. There was clearly no way to turn back for the anxious 15-year-old. "Remember, I've never done this before," Bryn reminded the executive. Silvia pressed a finger to Bryn's lips. Silvia was quietly ecstatic when the teenager began to Silvia's extended finger. "Maybe she's getting into this?" Silvia thought. If anything, Bryn was now resigned to the situation. She didn't want to blow the deal. At least Silvia smelled better than the Kentucky hillbilly boys who had been trying to get into Bryn's panties since she was in middle school. "Maybe Silvia would make losing her virginity soft and gentle?" Bryn hoped to herself. As if on cue, Silvia slid between Bryn's legs and began to remove Bryn's thong panties. Bryn gasped and held her breath knowing that this was the moment of truth. Bryn somehow anticipated feeling some pain. Silvia slowly and sensuously kissed and licked the blonde 15-year-old's inner thighs. Feeling that Bryn wasn't sufficiently moist, Silvia inserted a single finger into Bryn's tight vagina. Silvia entered slowly and cautiously. If Bryn still had an intact cherry, Silvia didn't want to pop it. Feeling no pushback from an unbroken hymen, Silvia slowly probed knuckle-deep before swiftly finger-fucking the teenager. Suddenly, Bryn's hips rose and her legs shuddered. Bryn looked at Silvia quizzically. "Honey, you just had your first orgasm," Silvia answered Bryn's unspoken question. Bryn exhaled and surprisingly beamed at the older woman. Silvia kissed Bryn's nicely-trimmed blonde pubic area before entering the singer's young pussy with her tongue. Stiffening her tongue to make it as long and hard as possible, Silvia entered Bryn's pussy with metronome-like precision before focusing her attention on Bryn's small clit. Silvia had to open the teenager's lower lips with both hands in order to find it. Bryn clutched a hunk of Silvia's brunette hair as she experienced her second-ever orgasm, uttering a guttural "unhhh." As if unable to experience any more, Bryn flipped herself onto her stomach. If anything, Bryn's slender back, legs, and tight, prominent ass looked even more appealing to the highly aroused lesbian. Bryn laid there, unsure of what to do as Silvia kissed or caressed every inch of her prone body, only stopping to run her greedy hands between Bryn's legs, once again insatiably rubbing Bryn's blonde pussy. Suddenly, as Bryn laid there vulnerably, Silvia suddenly whispered: "Do you trust me?" Unsure of just what Silvia meant, Bryn nodded in the affirmative to the aggressive older lesbian. Silvia ran her full breasts up and down Bryn's athletic butt and slender legs before gripping Bryn's butt cheeks with both hands. Parting them, Silvia penetrated Bryn's pink anus with her experienced tongue. Bryn cried out: "What? No!", and tried to kick her legs. The stronger older woman held her down firmly and continued to ream the teen. Surprise quickly turned to pleasure via Silvia's skilled tongue, and Bryn surprised herself with another orgasm from a most unexpected orifice. Silvia could feel that the youngster was beginning to enjoy her first encounter with lesbian sex, so the older woman felt that it was time to turn the tables, announcing simply: "My turn." Silvia moved to rest her back against the large padded headboard. Reaching for her slender, young pupil, Silvia laid her crossways on her lap, and proffered a breast to Bryn's now-anxious mouth. Bryn dutifully kissed, sucked and slurped on Silvia's 36-C breasts. Meanwhile Silvia continued to finger her budding teen superstar as she lay prone across Silvia's mature, naked body. What happened next surprised the older woman. Bryn inserted her head between Silvia's sturdy legs and delivered an inexpert but vigorous round of cunnilingus that produced an orgasm in Silvia. As Bryn's young tongue was eagerly lapping Silvia's pussy, the phone by the bed began to ring. Silvia had instructed her aide, Jane, to phone when she was about 15 minutes out. Silvia couldn't believe that over two hours time had already elapsed. Jane slapped Bryn's ass and said: "Get dressed. Your mother is on her way back." Bryn leaped out of bed naked and picked up her panties from off of the floor. Silvia had more practice, and readied herself much less frantically, Both women positioned themselves in front of the bathroom mirror to check their hair, makeup, and wardrobe before returning to Silvia's office. Sitting opposite Silvia's large desk, Bryn was the first to speak: "I have to admit that was a lot of fun. More than I could have imagined. I hope we can do it again sometime." "Oh, I'm sure that can be arranged," Silvia said slyly. After a few more moments of small talk there was a knock at Silvia's office door. Jane and Bryn's mother appeared in the doorway. Bryn's mother was a little glassy-eyed from her lunchtime cocktails. Pleasantries were exchanged, and Bryn and her mother exited the building. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Silvia flashed Jane a big smile and said: "She's a little pieced of ass. I'll make sure that you get a slice next time." She gave Jane a kiss on the lips and said: "Why don't you come over tonight." Silvia's hand formed a tight grip on Jane's shapely ass. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> A FedEx envelope arrived from Lexington, Kentucky two days later. It contained a signed copy of the contract. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The End of Part 1. Please support this great site.