Channa Harmon, female, 15 

	- High school sophomore, girlfriend of Urma, junior varsity lacrosse, fencer

	- Pale white skin, 5'1, 110lbs, long yellow-blonde hair

Urma Mikatos, female, 14

	- High school freshman, girlfriend of Channa, competitive dancer

	- Pale white skin, 4'9, 90lbs, long silky black hair

Megan Clearwater, female, 27

	- Chemistry teacher

	- Beige-white skin, 5'8, 165lbs, dirty-blonde shoulder-length hair

Chloe Harmon, female, 33

	- High school Vice-Principal, mother of Channa

	- Beige-white skin,  5'6, 140lbs, medium-brown hair with cropped bangs

Mina Loman, female, 22

	- Photographer

	- Freckled, beige skin, 5'8, 165lbs, shoulder-length curly red hair

Channa's mom called her early Sunday morning and wanted to take her shopping. She ate a quick breakfast of strawberries and yogurt with the others, then she and Urma said goodbye to Silvy and Maria, climbing into the car when Channa's mother arrived.

The girls sat buzzing together in the backseat, holding hands. Chloe asked how they had enjoyed the sleepover and both teens giggled but said nothing.

Chloe dropped Urma off at the girl's home, a quick kiss and a hug between the girls before Urma climbed the steps and Channa climbed into the front seat.

They talked a bit about the teens' relationship, Channa gushing with descriptions of how Urma made her feel, how in love she was, how she wanted to share everything with her girlfriend. When Chloe prodded a bit about the weekend, Channa opened up and told her mom everything.

The mother and daughter had a close relationship, one that had crossed normal boundaries, including when they discussed their sex lives. Chloe wasn't shocked at all, and Channa knew her mom enjoyed hearing about the all-girl foursome that had been so pleasurable.

Channa changed the subject, asked, “Mom... do you still have the... uh... the strapless dildo?”

“The Feeldoe? I have two. Why?”

Channa grinned, said, “Urma's still got her hymen. I thought... I thought she might like to lose it if I... if I made love to her like a man, at least down there...”

Chloe smiled, said, “nice, Sweetie. Yes, ask her before you do, make sure that's how she wants her cherry broken, but you can borrow either. I'd strongly recommend the thinner, shorter one. From what you've told me, Urma is very small down there... don't want to hurt her.”

Channa laughed, “yeah, she is... Thanks, Mom!”

The two stopped off at an outlet mall, checked out swimwear and sandals. When they stopped for lunch, Channa told her mom about meeting Mina, how the woman wanted to photograph them. Chloe loved the idea and suggested her daughter should call and set up a time for the shoot.

When the other end of the line picked up, Channa said, “hi, Mina?”

“Yes?”

“This is Channa. You offered to do a photo shoot for me and my girlfriend, remember me?”

“How could I forget! Of course, Channa. Interested, then?”

“Yes. When should we come?”

“I'm free this evening if you want to jump right in.”

“Ok... I'll need to check with Urma first. Can I call you back?”

“Certainly.”

Channa hung up the phone and texted her girlfriend, got confirmation from Urma, then called Mina and agreed to arrive around 6pm.

Chloe wanted the girls to have a special shoot together, and offered to buy a new outfit for both. They picked up Urma and went downtown to the strip of clothing stores near the city park.

The girls tried on numerous outfits in several shops. Channa settled on a flared emerald green dress that ended halfway to her knees which left a large area of cleavage visible, along with white, thigh-high stockings, and red-garnet-colored silk panties. The dress required no bra, and several times, when she bent over to look at her figure in a mirror, Channa saw her own nipples just inside. She smiled, wondered if anyone would notice.

Urma's outfit matched Channa's panties, a tight garnet-colored knee-length skirt, a tight, thin garnet top that cut off just above her navel. She chose a skinny bikini-cut pair of orange panties that barely hid her genitals. The girls admired themselves and each other, decided for certain on their choices, and went to Channa's house to get ready.

While the girls showered and put on makeup, Chloe's girlfriend Megan dropped in, the two women disappearing upstairs in their bedroom. Channa and Urma had on their outfits and were putting on cosmetics in the bathroom. They heard moaning from upstairs, loud at times, and the girls giggled at hearing Chloe and Megan having sex.

Channa whispered, “that's turning me on... if we didn't have to be in there in an hour... I'd go down on you...”

Urma sighed, flushed, turned on listening to her girlfriend's mother cry out in orgasm. She said, “me too... is that weird, Channa? I mean... that's your mom...”

“Weird... yeah, maybe... It's ok... why shouldn't it turn us on? They sound so hot together.” Megan was moaning now, and Channa envisioned her mom's head between the woman's thighs. “Oh, jeez... I wanna cum...” The blonde leaned back against the sink, pulled up her skirt, and pushed her panties down a couple of inches. She sank two fingers into her pussy, pulled them out sticky and wet, pushed them into Urma's mouth.

The dark-haired girl mewled and cleaned them with her lips and tongue. Urma leaned back against the wall, spread her legs, and pulled down her panties to her knees, dipped her fingers between her labia, and offered them to Channa, the fifteen-year old licking them quickly and returning her own fingers to her snatch.

The moans from the room above had quieted a moment then became louder and intense. The teens masturbated freely, fingers dancing in and out of young vaginas, rubbing clits, bodies shuddering and rocking.

Urma came first, quietly, as if she didn't want the women upstairs to hear. Her legs clamped around her hand and she rode her fingers as she orgasmed. Her skin was flushed as euphoria washed over her. Urma pulled her hand from her wet cunt and cleaned her fingers, then pulled her panties back up, straightened her dress, and watched Channa climax.

The blonde's body became stiff, her mouth open in a silent scream as she shuddered and rose against her fingers. She used only her index finger to rapidly slide around her hood and her clit. Around and around, her body shook, a long moan finally reaching her lips. Her upper body rolled forward, over her spasming pussy, rocking up and down in jerking movements as she came.

Channa panted as she stood straighter and pulled her panties up. Urma pulled the hand that had been between the fifteen-year old's legs and licked it, a gorgeous smile on her face. The two kissed and listened, could no longer hear the sex happening above them.

They managed to fix the makeup that had become a bit unset from the sweat. Megan and Chloe came down a while later, hair tangled and messy, soft glows from their bodies. Channa smiled at her mom knowingly, and got one in return. Urma seemed a bit shy as they joined the teens for a glass of sweet tea. Despite the way the fourteen-year old had jumped in that weekend with Maria and Silvy, she still held back when it came to the older women.

A few minutes before six they were waiting outside the small unit that served as Mina's studio. Chloe had dropped them off with instructions to call her when they were done. The tall, curvy redhead stepped up to the door with a big smile on her face, a one-piece pale-yellow skirt down to her mid-thigh. The late-college age woman looked very beautiful to Channa. “So glad you two called me, been looking for you to get in touch since we met. And, oh! Look at you two. You really went all out, so beautiful!”

The girls beamed and held hands as they walked into the studio. It was a small room, just enough space for a small portrait area, lights, tripods, and a small storage near the door. Mina told the girls that it would take a few minutes, to have a seat on the bench while she got things set up.

Channa sat on the angled bench seat next to Urma, her legs dancing with excitement. She shared a quick kiss with her girlfriend and waited quietly. A moment or two in, while Mina was attaching a cord to her tripod-mounted camera, Channa inhaled the odors of wet pussy. It was her own, she knew, and she shifted a bit, tried to keep her legs closed. Urma looked down at her lap, and Channa watched her inhale slowly, then smile, the fourteen-year old patting her leg twice, then shifting herself.

The smell became stronger the more lights came up, the longer they sat. Channa was convinced Mina would smell it soon. She realized they should have cleaned up after masturbating earlier, but they hadn't, pulling their panties up to soak against the cum drooling out of their vaginas.

Mina never showed whether she smelled them, and finally called for the shoot to begin. She moved them into different poses before taking a string of shots from the two mounted cameras. Side-by-side, back-to-back, one holding the other then reversing, a head in a lap, the girls loved each pose. The warm flesh they shared felt comfortable, even under the hot lights.

Halfway through the shoot, Mina paused to make some changes to her lighting, bending over for several seconds at one point. The woman's pale-yellow dress rode up, and the girls saw she wore no underwear. Her furry, red bush covered most of her genitals. Urma squeezed Channa's legs as they both looked, enjoying the view.

They went on for another hour, different poses, soft moments. Channa got a bit daring toward the end, remembering the way her top would fall away, exposing her bra-less breasts at the right angle. Sitting next to Urma, the fourteen-year old's arm over her shoulder, Channa leaned forward in a way that she knew would show Mina her boobs.

Mina paused before snapping the shot, said nothing, rose up to look at Channa, then took several shots before the teen leaned back and removed her tits from view.

Mina was sweating. The heat of the room was growing stronger, but Channa wondered how much seeing her breasts had to do with the reaction. Channa continued to feel randy, daring, knew the smell of her pussy and Urma's had to be obvious. She did something Mina would never expect.

Instead of just sitting on bench, holding Urma around the stomach, she let her hands move higher, cupping her lover's breasts. Urma inhaled but didn't stop her. Mina watched, didn't take the photo. She hesitated, Channa could see the woman debating the issue. The redhead took one photo with Channa's fingers caressing Urma's tits, then rose up, smiling.

“Ok... girls... I... Look, I really appreciate your enthusiasm... this has been a great shoot. I... I can't really use that last shot, can't print it, I'm afraid. But... well, I appreciate your enthusiasm. Let's call it a night, ok? I've got a lot of great stills to work with here. You two are perfect subjects, so beautiful!”

The girls untangled from each other. Channa felt a bit of guilt over pushing things too far by fondling Urma's small boobs. Mina wasn't mad, but it was clear she'd crossed a line with the woman.

The smell of sweaty, unwashed pussy wafted strongly as they waited for Chloe to arrive. Mina tore down the set and was about completed when Channa's mom pulled up. Mina hugged each girl in a friendly way and thanked them again.

The girls climbed into the car and chattered about how much fun they'd had. A few minutes away, Channa realized she'd left her purse. They raced back to the studio. Mina's car was still there, so Channa hopped out and opened the door.

On the bench, legs spread wide, skirt pulled up, Mina was masturbating. Her mouth was open, eyes closed, two fingers slick and probing her vagina. She didn't hear Channa, the teen just stood inside the doorway, unable to look away.

Mina shuddered, inhaled deeply, and came hard. She rocked on her hand, her hairy red bush glistening. Channa heard sloshing sounds as the woman fingered herself, the redhead's creamy cunt thick with juices. Mina laid back, eyes still closed, her breathing heavy.

When she still didn't notice her, Channa felt the need to announce her presence, “Uh... Miss Mina?”

The redhead shot up and tried to cover herself. She looked frightened, arms wrapped over her panty-less crotch.

Channa apologized quickly, “I'm... I'm sorry... Didn't know... Didn't mean to... I forgot my purse... I can just grab it...” She tried to ignore the shocked young woman panting inches away from her hand as she took hold of her purse strap and retreated to the door. She paused, Mina still silent, looked back and couldn't help being very aroused, said, “thanks for tonight... everything was... everything was great...” She smiled, only slightly embarrassed by what she'd seen, and left the pretty, tall redhead panting as she closed the door.