Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2023 18:14:03 +0000 (UTC) From: Titan Hoop Club Subject: US Open Ball Girl US OPEN BALL GIRL This is a story of lesbian fiction. The characters and situations existed only in the imagination of the author. If you are offended by lesbian sex stories involving a teenage girl and her slightly older lovers, please stop reading now. (Lesbian Athletics) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> 14-year-old Olivia Gold was excited to be participating as a member of the US Open Tennis ball crew in her first year of eligibility. A talented junior tennis player herself, Olivia was thrilled to be able to be up close to the greatest players in the world, and had worked diligently to be selected as one of nearly 350 ball girls and boys, most of whom were much older than Olivia. An A-student, and the #1 player on her private high school tennis team as a freshman, Olivia's affluent Manhattan parents, both lawyers, were supportive of Olivia's opportunity of working at the US Open, which was held in the nearby borough of Queens, right across the subway tracks from Citi Field, home of the New York Mets baseball club. Olivia had been selected to work the baselines during the week and a half of the women's doubles tournament. Her job was to pick up any stray tennis balls, and to bounce balls gently to whomever was serving. On paper it all seemed easy enough, but the goal for a ball girl was to be invisible and not to slow down the pace of play. Olivia was supplied with two brightly colored uniforms of navy blue, green, and gold. The short navy- blue skirts looked more like cheerleader skirts than a tennis outfit, but Olivia thought she looked pretty cute for her age in the outfit. Her parents were planning to watch the first two days of doubles action, but needed to get back to their busy law careers, so arrangements were made for Olivia to stay at the LaGuardia Plaza Hotel, which was located less than two miles from the Billie Jean King National Tennis Center. From there, Olivia could either take the hotel shuttle or a cab to and from the tennis site. Olivia had always been a very responsible child, and her parents had no worries that she would put herself in an unsafe situation. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Olivia was nervous when the first round of the women's doubles matches was set to begin. She had been very thoroughly trained, and knew her small role well. Olivia only hoped that she wouldn't trip over her shoelaces or get hit on the head by a tennis ball and become an object of derision on YouTube. Olivia was not only a talented player, but was an avid student of the professional game and was familiar with all of the top players. She was excited to learn that she had been assigned to a match featuring the #3 seeded team of 6'2" Astrid Bergen and 5'11" Elsa Lindstrom from Sweden. The tall, powerful, blonde-haired Swedes had no trouble quickly dispatching a much lower seeded team in the opening round match. Olivia had performed her role flawlessly, and to her relief hadn't embarrassed herself. The Swedish women stayed on the court for an extended period of time after the match to celebrate, and to allow for pictures and to sign autographs for the tennis fans who had come from all over the world for the final Grand Slam event of the year. The ball crew members had been carefully instructed not to bother the players. Olivia was standing nearby in her bright uniform. Only 5'4", the slender, brown-haired teen looked attractive in her short skirt. Olivia's proud father leaned over the grandstand railing with his cellphone to take some pictures of his beaming 14-year-old daughter. After clicking several pictures, the Swedish tennis players playfully walked over to the teenager to photobomb the pictures. Placing their arms around the shorter teen's shoulders, the famous doubles team laughed and smiled as Olivia's father smilingly continued to click away. Before heading to the locker room, Elsa asked the teenager in her best unaccented English, "What's your name?" "Olivia Gold," she proudly replied. Walking away, 6'2" powerfully built, Astrid, remarked, "Hon ar sot," which means, "She's cute." Astrid gave another look at the teenage girl. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Olivia was assigned to another first round match the following day, but she had no exciting interactions with any of the players. Her parents would have to return to Manhattan and their jobs after Olivia was done with the match. Hailing a cab to the nearby hotel, Olivia's parents checked their daughter in, and made sure that she was comfortably settled, and that she would be able to simply sign her room number for any meals or incidental expenses. The 14-year-old had never really been by herself for any extended period of time. Even while participating in junior tennis tournaments she was always accompanied by one or both of her parents, or a trusted tennis coach. Her parents reassured her that Manhattan wasn't that far away, and if she needed them, all Olivia had to do was call. Neatly unpacking her two suitcases, Olivia removed her sweaty ball girl uniform and prepared to take a shower. Knowing that she only had two uniforms, Olivia knew that she would have to have them cleaned by the hotel after each use. Stepping into the large shower, Olivia rubbed a flower-scented body gel on her slender, young body. Olivia had put her black hair up in a bun, not wanting to get it wet as she rubbed the gel into her pert little boobs, and gently washed her wispy, dark pubic hairs. What Olivia's parents, friends, and family didn't know was that she was attracted to girls. Initially unsure if it was just a teenage phase, Olivia was now sure of the permanency of her girl-girl attractions. Being a teen lesbian was surely not what she wanted, but it "was what is was," she often told herself. Alone in the shower, Olivia's mind drifted to the two pretty Swedish tennis players who had just photobombed her father. Both were tan, long-legged, and athletically built. Even sweaty, with their arms extended around her, Oliva felt that the two 20-something girls smelled "delicious." A single slender finger was soon penetrating her 14-year-old pussy as the teenager vigorously masturbated in the warm shower, eventually bringing herself to an orgasm. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Always well-dressed, Olivia put on an attractive, tight, red minidress as she took the elevator downstairs to the hotel restaurant. Her mother had originally thought this dress and others were a little too "mature" for a girl her age, but Olivia was able to convince her that she was in high school now, and that all the girls in her posh private school dressed like this. Olivia was proud of her young, developing body, especially her athletic bubble-butt. She was pretty sure that even in her prim school uniform that she had managed to catch the eye of an attractive blonde sophomore girl. As Olivia walked to the first-floor restaurant, she saw the two Swedish tennis players apparently talking to a reporter. Having had the day off between matches, the two beautiful athletes were dressed casually in shorts and Adidas t-shirts. Adidas was their primary sponsor. Olivia happily assumed that the tennis players were staying in the same hotel. While continuing to walk to the restaurant, Olivia admired the tan, muscled legs of the athletes in their small, tight shorts. Olivia briefly imagined their long, muscled legs wrapped around her face. Elsa noticed the pretty 14-year-old who was now dressed to the nines in her tight, short, minidress and said to Astrid, "Isn't that Olivia the ball girl?" Astrid nodded her head and said admiringly, "Hon ar verkligen vacker," meaning "She's really beautiful." Elsa momentarily forgot about the interview and lustily observed Olivia's slender legs and enviable, firm young ass as the teenage beauty walked away. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Second round matches were scheduled for the following day. By the sheer luck of the draw, Olivia was assigned to the baseline as a ball girl for Astrid and Elsa's next match. Olivia was first spotted by Astrid as she warmed up before the match. Astrid said to Elsa in Swedish, "Look. It's that cute little ball girl, Olivia." Both of the Swede's caught Olivia's eyes, and gave her a subtle smile and a nod. Olivia smiled back, but she didn't want to be too obvious. Her role as a ball girl was to be impartial. Once again, the Swede's romped to a quick two-set victory. Astrid hugged the slightly smaller Elsa, and whispered, "I think Olivia is our lucky charm." As Astrid raised her racquet to acknowledge the cheering crowd, Elsa shook hands with all of the ball boys and ball girls. Stopping for an extra second or two in front of Olivia, Elsa said with a big smile, "Astrid said that she thinks you're our lucky charm." Olivia turned a bright shade of red, especially when Elsa added, "Maybe we'll see you back at the hotel?" One of the ball boys asked Olivia what the tennis star had said to her, Olivia quickly improvised: "She said she thought she recognized me from the hotel we're both staying at." Olivia showered quickly and put on her sexiest designer jeans and a form-fitting blouse. The blouse was slightly low cut, but the 14-year-old didn't have a lot of cleavage to show off. The anxious teenager made herself conveniently available by sitting in the hotel lobby in case one or both of the beautiful Swedish tennis stars walked by. Olivia, by now knew that she had a crush on both of the Swedish tennis stars. She had decided that she would be happy to pair off with either if they were interested, but she worried that she was unintentionally making a fool out of herself by mistaking the intentions of two pretty, adult, heterosexual women. After all, she was just a 14-year-old. The teenager sat there for more than an hour pretending to read a magazine when the Swedish tennis players at last emerged from the hotel's elevator. Once again, they were dressed casually, but sexily. Elsa was in fact hoping to see the pretty teenager. She practically shouted to her partner, "Look! It's our lucky charm, Olivia!" Both women gave the 14-year-old a tight hug. Olivia imagined that she could feel each woman's naked breasts pressing against her small, A-cup boobs. The trio moved to a loveseat to chat. It was a little tight for three, but no one seemed to mind. Olivia wasn't sure if she could get in trouble for fraternizing with the players, but at this point she was willing to take the risk as she happily sat between the two alluring Swedish women. The tennis players seemed to have more questions for Olivia than Olivia had for them. They were genuinely interested in learning more about living in the United States, and particularly in the upscale environs of Manhattan where Olivia had lived all of her life. Olivia didn't know if she was imagining things, but as she looked into Astrid and Elsa's eyes, she felt as though she could feel a mutual sexual attraction from both! Olivia had initially gotten the vibe from Elsa, but Astrid seemed equally interested in the pretty, brown-haired teen. Inexperienced sexually and with life in general, Olivia really had no idea what to do if either of the attractive women were actually interested in becoming better acquainted with her. Olivia had done her best to try to appear older, but the inevitable question came up as to her age. She was surprised that neither woman seemed to be put off when she revealed that she was only 14. In fact, they looked at each other and smiled. After another 20 or so minutes, Elsa apologized, saying that she and Astrid had to meet a racquet company sponsor for dinner. Advancing to the third-round, the two Swedish girls were creating quite a buzz for their brand. A disappointed Olivia went to her room alone and ordered dinner from room service. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Much to the amazement of all involved, Olivia was assigned back on the baseline for Astrid and Elsa's third-round match. Olivia was almost afraid to look at the two Swedish tennis players lest anyone think that as a ball girl she had crossed a line with player familiarity. As before, Astrid and Elsa easily closed out their overmatched opponents in straight sets. Even though they had come into the tournament as the seventh-seed, both women understood that they were playing some of the best tennis of their lives. As a doubles pair, everything seemed to click better than it ever had before. Olivia wanted to cheer throughout the match, but knew that it was prohibited. Such an act would have undoubtedly led to the end of any future service for Olivia as a US Open ball girl. Elsa pulled a small pad of paper from her tennis bag and wrote something quickly before both women smilingly acknowledged the exuberant crowd. As was tradition, the Swedish pair shook the hands of the various officials, and included all of the ball boys and ball girls who seemed to greatly appreciate the friendly gesture. While shaking hands with Olivia, the teenager was surreptitiously handed a very carefully folded note. Like at school, she understood not to open the note in front of everyone, but to wait until later when she had some privacy. The note simply read: "Meet us in Suite 1402." Olivia quickly returned to her hotel room and showered. Remembering that she had always seen the two tennis players casually dressed, the 14-year-old carefully selected a curve-hugging pair of tiny white shorts, and a pink cotton blouse that displayed her cute belly button and flat stomach. Daringly, Olivia chose not to wear a bra. Her tiny, aroused pink nipples poked attractively through the thin cotton fabric. Olivia had decided that it was now or never. She would be happy to lose her virginity with either of the Swedish women. There would never be a better opportunity. Olivia had her own hotel room, and her protective parents were in a completely different borough. The teenager looked in the mirror, adjusted her hair, and pinched her young nipples before taking the elevator to the 14th floor. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Olivia was greeted at the door by Elsa who hugged the teenager and kissed her on both cheeks as she entered the hotel room. "You look beautiful," Elsa said to the blushing teenager. Seeing Olivia's erect nipples and sexy belly shirt, Elsa rubbed Olivia's flat stomach, saying, "Very cute, indeed." The 14-year-old was accustomed to luxury, but the large suite was still something to behold. It was considerably larger and more elegant than Olivia's single room. Walking to the bedroom, Olivia saw Astrid sitting on the bed while talking on her cell phone. The muscular, 6'2" Astrid was dressed in panties and a sports bra. Not wishing to invade Astrid's privacy, Olivia moved away from the door, but not before noticing that although there were two large beds, only one was rumpled and had been slept in. Were Astrid and Elsa lovers? Olivia had never considered that possibility. Emerging from the bedroom, Astrid had put on a pair of tight, athletic shorts over her panties. Seeing Olivia for the first time, she said happily, "Secret Weapon!" Astrid placed both of her strong hands on Olivia's face and gave the teenager a full, lingering kiss on the lips. Looking at Elsa, Astrid said eagerly in Swedish, "Do you see her yummy little titties?" Elsa, the more astute of the two, cringed at Astrid's premature kiss and remark. Olivia too was stunned by the kiss, but both Swedish women noticed that the pretty teenager wasn't running for the door and was beginning to loosen up and smile. Elsa continued with her hoped-for seduction of the brown-haired, young, high school girl. Beckoning for Olivia to follow her, Elsa explained that she and Astrid always took a whirlpool bath following a match. It was important for muscle relaxation she said. Pointing at the large Jacuzzi tub, Olivia was invited to join them or to sit by the tub while they talked. Elsa was being careful not to pressure the pretty, underage girl. Olivia hesitated at first, but sat on the edge while the tub was filling up. Astrid took off her sports bra, revealing her tan boobs, powerful arms, and six-pack abs. Astrid and Elsa were soon naked as Olivia looked on attentively and splashing her hand in the bubbling water. The teenager was surprised that the Swedish women were tan from head to toe, and that both women had cleanly shaven pussies. Cuddling against each other in the whirlpool, the Swedish women again beckoned for the teenager to join them. Olivia, feeling sufficiently safe, and attracted to the beautiful Swedes, began to shyly, and slowly undress. Looking at Astrid and Elsa, Olivia became acutely aware that her blossoming body was 10 or so years younger than the gorgeous tennis players, Olivia suddenly became self-conscious of her teenage body, and tried to hide her small boobs and pussy while simultaneously trying to enter the tub. Both Swedes were now looking intently at Olivia's slender, naked body. Tall for her age, the 14-year-olds pink nipples were fully erect on her pointy breasts. Olivia's long legs led to her sparsely-haired pubic area. Elsa and Astrid would have been even more excited if they had known for certain that Olivia was a virgin. Now facing the Swede's on the far side of the tub, Elsa repositioned herself so that she was sitting between Astrid's open legs. With the whirlpool jets bubbling vigorously, Astrid began to squeeze and caress Elsa's modest, tan breasts, and pinch and play with her adult nipples. Elsa looked at Olivia who was both trying to avert her eyes, and gaze at the amorous athletes simultaneously. Elsa the said to the naked, brown-haired teen. "I'm sorry. I thought you knew that Astrid and I were lovers. We've never tried to make a secret of it. I hope you are not put off by it?" Olivia began to quickly realize that she was in over her head. She sputtered, "Oh n-no. It's fine. I think lesbians are great!" Elsa laughed at Olivia's ridiculous statement, but again noted that the 14-year-old wasn't running for the door. Meanwhile, Olivia was aware that Astrid had never for a moment removed her eager hands from Elsa's golden-brown breasts as she gazed hungrily at the naked teen. Olivia seemed to regain her composure, and was soon enjoying the warmth and bubbles of the whirlpool tub. Extending her arms, Elsa asked, "Are you O.K., sweetheart?" Olivia wordlessly nodded yes, and Elsa invited the teenager to join them on the other side of the big round tub. Olivia moved tentatively in the water as Elsa opened her long, athletic legs. The slender teen slid in easily. Olivia could feel Elsa's crotch gently pressed into her athletic bubble-butt. To reassure the teenage beauty, Elsa began to gently kiss Olivia's lithesome neck and shoulders. Olivia purred softly as Elsa's hands began to explore Olivia's bite-size boobs and pink nipples. Astrid slid around the pair until she was in front of the pretty 14-year-old. Stroking Olivia's brown hair, the blonde giantess began to gently kiss the smaller teen who began to moan softly. Elsa's right hand had lowered beneath the water and was rubbing Olivia's virgin pussy, while Elsa's left hand continued to fondle Olivia's small, left breast. With Olivia's left breast occupied, Astrid bent down to engulf Olivia's right breast in her impatient mouth. Olivia could feel Astrid's tongue rolling around her juvenile boob and nipple. Olivia then reached towards the tall, muscular Swede, gripping both of Astrid's firm, 36-C breasts in her inexperienced, curious hands. These were the first boobs that Olivia had ever touched other than her own. Astrid was amused by the teenager's clumsy, inquisitive hands. Olivia was now breathing heavily as Elsa's index finger penetrated her young pussy, motioning very gently in and out of her tight pussy. Meanwhile, Astrid was alternately kissing Astrid and Olivia, while her strong hands explored the teenager's smooth, young, naked body. The whirlpool was soon a splashing mass of arms and legs as the amorous trio caressed, fondled and kissed with wild abandon until Elsa, the natural leader, announced that it was time to get out of the tub. The Swedish girls delighted in drying the naked high school girl with the fluffy, white hotel towels. Olivia giggled happily as Astrid and Elsa caressed her wet body, paying particular attention to her wet, dark pubic-haired pussy. Lifting the comparatively diminutive Oliva over her shoulder, the 6'2" Swede carried the 5'4" willing teenager into the bedroom suite with its singular bed. Astrid ticked Olivia between her legs, causing her to giggle and kick her legs. Elsa took the opportunity to squeeze Olivia's athletic, teenage ass. Laying Olivia down on her back, the two naked tennis players joined on either side of the teenager, kissing and fondling seemingly every inch of Olivia's lithe, naked body. Elsa announced, "I want to maintain our luck!" And she aggressively began to lick Olivia's narrow pussy, with its sparse, dark pubic hair. Suddenly, Olivia's iPhone began to ring with the ominous voice announcement of the caller, "Mom." "Oh, shit! I've got to answer that," Olivia said, shushing the Swedish girls to be quiet, and running naked, her little boobs bouncing adorably, to pick up her ringing phone. "Hi mom," Olivia started, trying to control her elevated breathing. "Yes, everything went fine. Lindstrom and Bergen won. They're into the quarterfinals." "That's not all we're into," Astrid thought to herself as the pretty teenager walked back and sat naked on the bed. As Olivia continued her innocuous conversation with her mother, she was relieved that they weren't on a FaceTime call as she tried to retain her composure and not give her mother any indication that she was in the midst of a lesbian three-way with the winning doubles team! Suddenly, Astrid raised her long body and stood on the bed. Putting her muscular arms beneath Olivia's underarms, she dragged the naked teen back onto the mattress still in mid-conversation with her protective mother. Astrid's hands were cupped around Olivia's A-cup breasts as Olivia continued to pretend that she was alone. Getting no reaction, Astrid rubbed her big breasts against the back of Olivia's head, slapping them playfully back and forth. Getting into the spirt of the prank, Elsa resumed licking the 14-year-old's pussy. Olivia was making all kinds of faces at the girls trying to get the to stop, finally saying, "I'll find out tomorrow if I'm going to be working any of the quarterfinal matches. I hope so. Bye mom, I love you." After pushing the red button on the phone to end the call, all three girls burst into hysterical laughter and resumed where they had left off. Elsa was firmly ensconced between Olivia's legs, licking the 14-year-old's virgin pussy while simultaneously finger-fucking the pretty teen. Astrid placed one of her buxom tan breasts into Olivia's willing mouth and resumed fondling the teenager's diminutive breasts. Olivia placed her hands on Astrid's muscular back in order to push the large boob deeper into her amenable mouth, her inexperienced tongue rolled around quizzically on Astrid's nipple and areola. Olivia's legs were bucking as Elsa continued to bore into her young pussy, finally spasming with her first-ever orgasm. Elsa didn't take that as a signal to stop, and brought the teenager to a couple of more orgasms before turning over her spot between Olivia's legs to Astrid. As if in a wrestling tag-team, Astrid's hungry tongue assaulted the teenager's pussy. Astrid's long, blonde hair shook maniacally from side-to-side as the muscular 6'2" tennis player burrowed deeply into Olivia's pussy, her busy hands intently squeezing the 14-year-old's small, perky breasts. With Olivia laying on her back, Elsa straddled the teenager's pretty face. Olivia was presented with Elsa's hairless pussy, giving it a few tentative, unsure licks. Olivia had never eaten a pussy before, but she quickly became adept, exerting her novice tongue with a newly-learned gusto. Reaching above her, Olivia teasingly pinched and manipulated Elsa's erect, brown nipples. Olivia and Elsa orgasmed nearly simultaneously, falling on top of Astrid in a tangle of arms, legs, and assorted body parts. Regrouping, the athletes moved the teenager onto her stomach, and placed a pillow beneath her slender hips so that her pretty, firm ass was now elevated. Astrid placed her crotch into Olivia's face, and wrapped her long, sturdy legs around the 14-year-old's neck. Olivia dutifully licked the newly-presented, bald pussy before her, unaware that Elsa was prowling behind her. Olivia's youthful butt cheeks were soon spread, and she could feel Elsa's hand rubbing her teen pussy furiously. Olivia was quivering from Elsa's rapid contact, but continued undaunted to lick Astrid's pussy as the bigger girl held her head and stroked her long, dark hair. Suddenly, Olivia could feel Elsa's experienced tongue ardently circling her virgin anus. The teenager jumped in shock, releasing her attentions from Astrid's pussy. The stronger woman used her powerful legs and hands to return the teenager to her task, while offering comforting words to Olivia. Elsa remained steadfast, licking and slurping on Olivia's pink rosebud before steeling her tongue and thrusting it deeply into the teenager's rectum in a piston-like fashion. The 14-year-old's apprehension quickly abated as she began to enjoy the new sensation of analingus, and resumed feasting on Astrid's pussy with a newfound fervor. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The lesbian lovemaking with the enthusiastic 14-year-old high school girl continued until the early morning as the Swede's had no match to play the following morning. Every combination and sexual position were introduced to the pretty, teenage girl, including simulated oral-sex with a dildo, and being penetrated by Astrid's strap-on. An exhausted, intertwined trio lay naked atop each other, eventually falling to a peaceful sleep. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Olivia rose quietly in the early morning, being careful not to wake Elsa or Astrid. Dressing hurriedly, Olivia hoped that she wouldn't encounter anyone in the hallways or elevator as she made her way back to her room. Olivia was wearing the shorts and blouse from the night before, and she wondered if this was "the walk of shame" that she had heard about? "Well," she thought. "Screw it. Last night was awesome!" She gushed to herself, shifting her little ass happily. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Although she wasn't assigned as a ball girl to any more matches, Olivia begged her parents to stay for a few more days until the finals had concluded. To ensure their good luck, Astrid and Elsa placed Olivia on their guest list for their remaining matches, eventually winning the Women's Doubles championship. While the Swedes would compete each day, the three girls would make love every night. Elsa and Astrid were already looking forward to their next visit to New York the following year. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The End. Please support this great site.