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

Channa woke on Saturday morning before Urma had stirred. The blonde shivered as the reality of the night before rushed into her head. I made love with Urma! I tasted her, she tasted me! Oh... The blonde wrapped her hands around Urma, the smaller girl spooning with Channa. She could feel the heat from Urma's soft ass against her thighs, radiating against her genitals. Channa woke aroused and wanting to touch and taste her lover again.

The fifteen-year old placed her hand on Urma's thigh, touched her tender skin and stroked the girl's legs. Urma purred lightly but continued to sleep. Channa touched her stomach, felt the girl's muscles twitch as if tickled, ran a hand to the girl's small puffy mounds, caressing them until the nipples hardened.

Channa felt her own pussy becoming wet and slippery as she pushed a hand down between her lover's legs, the fourteen-year old's pubes rough but soft. She stroked the girl's Mons, enjoying the way her little body shuddered in sleep to every touch. A finger trailed down, down, over Urma's womanhood and found her clit already hard.

Urma's clitoris was large like a little penis. Channa could take it between two fingers and masturbate it like she was jerking off a small cock. The blonde shuddered as Urma's clit throbbed between her fingers. Up and down she slid her fingers along the length, the size of the girl's clit so out of proportion to her slit and to her young body.

Channa dipped a finger deeper, deeper, slid along Urma's swollen labia, pubes tickling her palm as she moved slowly between the girl's thighs. The blonde's clit was throbbing and straining as she softly touched her young friend, her lover's body a wonderland, just like the popular song.

She slipped a finger between Urma's labia, found the fourteen-year old's entrance slick and warm. Deeper she pushed, finding the girl's vagina and penetrating it. Urma was tight, so tight.

She also had a hymen.

Channa could feel the barrier just inside Urma's cunt, her finger stopped by the thin membrane. Channa shivered knowing that such a tender sign of the girl's young body was still in place. She wondered if Urma would give her cherry away, would let Channa break her barrier and comfort her when it stung and bled. The though of that had Channa slowly dry-humping Urma's butt as she fingered the girl.

Urma began to stir as Channa's finger tested her hymen. She awoke slowly to find a hand between her thighs, looked back at the blonde and smiled, “hey.” She stretched and trembled, sexual excitement replacing sleep in her mind.

Channa kissed her neck, sucked on the girl's earlobe. “I love you, Urma.” She continued to circle the dark-haired teen's clit and labia, spreading wetness around the girl's vulva.

“I love you too, Chan... wow, did last night really happen?” Her smile was large and toothsome. “Is this happening? It feels like a wonderful dream...”

Channa slowly stroked Urma's clit, pumping it with two fingers on one side and one on the other, jacking her womanhood as she whispered in her ear, “Yes... oh, this is real... I've wanted you for so long, I can't believe I finally have you... you feel so good in my arms.”

Urma purred, “mmm... you feel so good down there... when you touch me... when you kissed me there... mmm...”

Channa had the girl rocking against the touches between her thighs. Urma's clit strained as it was stroked, the erect flesh pushing out and pulsing against Channa's fingers. She felt Urma tense, heard the girl's sighs, “ohh... uhh... ohhh...” Channa kissed her neck again, licked up to her ear and down over the girl's shoulders. Urma shivered, goosebumps rising as the wet tickling hit sensitive spots.

Urma rocked back against Channa, and the blonde responded by humping her from behind. Her hand moved faster between Urma's legs, the girl moaning, “oohhh... mmmm... mmmm... ohhh... uhnnn... ahhh... ahhh...” Channa dipped a finger into Urma's vagina, spread wetness up to the girl's clit, stroked it like she could make it ejaculate. That very image flooded through Channa's mind, imagining Urma's clit squirting cum, and her own vagina flooded in reply.

Urma tensed, shuddered, tensed, writhed, cried out, and orgasmed. “oooh... ooohh... aaahhh... aaaaaahhh... oooooooooohhh... uhnnnn... uhnn... uhnn... uhnn... ohhhh...” Channa held their bodies tight together, the girl's climax rocking them together on the bed. She sucked on Urma's neckline, tasted the salty sweat of the girl as Urma's cum spread through her genitals. Slickness was warm and drooling from the dark-haired girl's young slit when Channa dipped her finger there.

Channa pulled her hand out as Urma's orgasm waned and the girl sighed, relaxed into her. The blonde looked at her fingers, saw them coated with thin white slickness. Urma's cum! Channa brought her hand to her nose and inhaled Urma's feminine cream. The scent was overwhelming of arousal and warm pussy and sweat. She sucked the cream away greedily, dipped in for another, and then another.

Urma stopped her from returning the fingers to her mouth, pulled Channa's hand to her own face. Urma inhaled her private scent, shuddered, then pulled the blonde's fingers to her mouth and sucked at her own cream. Channa loved the way Urma mewled as she cleaned her fingers, as the fourteen-year old tasted herself on Channa's skin.

Channa wanted more, slid down the bed and pushed Urma onto her back, spreading her thin legs wide. She settled in, saw the girl's glistening wet pubes barely covering the teen's swollen, slick labia. Urma's clit was half-erect and still prominent above her thin slit, poking out noticeably from the girl's hairs. Channa lapped at the creamy discharge that clung to Urma's labia, lapped inside her pussy and tasted the sweet, pungent juices that drooled out.

She spread Urma's lips very wide, her small entrance open. She could see Urma's hymen inside, the thin, whitish membrane mostly blocking deeper penetration. Channa lapped against it, her tongue licking the girl's hymen, testing its strength. It wasn't going to give with just a tongue, and Channa didn't want to deflower her lover without her consent.

Instead, she moved back to Urma's clit, sucked it into her mouth. Channa had never sucked a penis before, but she imagined it might be similar. Urma's clit was big enough to suck and bob on in short strokes. Channa's lips slid down to the base. It wasn't circular, folds of flesh attached and running down to her labia. But enough stood out to suck it and pretend her friend had a small penis.

Urma was moaning louder as Channa sucked. The fourteen-year old shuddered, writhed, attempted to pull away, said, “easy... I'm... sensitive... suck it easy...”

Channa obeyed, reducing her suction and using her tongue to swirl lots of saliva around Urma's nub. Small up and down movements along the length of the clit had Urma humping her face. The dark-haired girl's body rose, her clitoris throbbing and full length against Channa's tongue.

Channa moved a hand under her chin and circled Urma's vulva, sticking a finger inside to rest against the girl's hymen. Urma moaned and sighed, rocking harder against the blonde. As the fourteen-year old's body tensed and her pleasure mounted, Channa moved her finger lower, touched Urma's anus for the first time.

The girl shuddered hard, Channa lightly rubbed her butthole. She cried out, bucked, bucked again, moaned, “oooohhh... aaaaahhh... ooohhnnn... uhnnnn....” Urma tensed for several seconds silently, her body wound like a spring. Channa gently sucked the girl's clit, pushed the tip of her finger into Urma's butt. The fourteen-year old exploded, “oooOOOHH... OOOHH... OOH... OHH.. OOHHHH.. UHNN... UHN... OOHHhh... oooh...”

Urma's thighs locked around Channa's head as she came, her juices running out of her hairy slit and coating Channa's probing finger. Urma's anus was very tight, rigid, hardly yielding. Channa loved touching the girl there. She loved touching her everywhere, really.

As Urma came down, Channa slid up and kissed her, the girl panting and moaning softly as her body washed with pleasure and arousal. It only took a moment for Urma to want to make Channa feel good, and she pushed the blonde onto her back, slid between her legs.

Channa's cunt was drooling. Large drops of thick and thin white cream coated her labia and hung in her vaginal entrance. Urma lapped it all up, causing Channa to moan loudly and start rolling her hips with each touch. Urma's finger found her opening and slid in.

Channa had busted her own hymen accidentally when she was twelve. She wondered if Urma noticed it was gone. Her pussy was drenched, fluids running down Urma's fingers. Urma sucked on her clit, Channa's nub small and nowhere near long enough to think of as a small penis. But Urma's lips were like fire and ice, a tension built up in Channa's genitals that aimed for release.

She rocked her hips, felt Urma's tongue sliding over her most private areas. Urma started purring, “mmmmmmm” into her sex, vibrating the blonde's little clit and sending tingles through her body.

Channa clenched her thighs, felt Urma's tongue circle her clit rapidly, and climaxed on her fourteen-year old lover's face. “UHNNN... UHNN... UHNN... UNNN... UNNNNN... OHHHnnnn... ohnnn... uhnnn...” Urma lapped at the cream sliding from Channa's body, tasting her friend's most secret flavors.

Channa's clit was sensitive and felt a touch sore as her body relaxed. Otherwise, she would have tried to ride Urma's mouth to another climax. Instead, she pulled the dark-haired fourteen-year old up the bed and swapped juices with her, sucking her own from Urma's lips and chin, knowing the girl was tasting herself on Channa's face.

They snuggled for a while, Urma on top of Channa's body, wrapped tightly, enjoying the warmth and soft touches and light sounds of soft teens breathing together, in love.

“How did you bust your cherry, Chan?”

Channa smiled, loved that her friend wanted to know. “I was twelve. Had been masturbating with a thin brush, just teasing myself down there, you know. I got worked up, was getting close, lost myself in the moment, and pushed the brush inside harder than I meant to.” Channa could still remember the burst of pain and pleasure intimately. “It hurt, but my orgasm had already started rolling, and I just came and came. It hurt later, for sure, left me sore, and I bled quite a bit. After that, though, it always feels great... Loved when you fingered me... that felt so hot, having your body inside mine... did you like feeling me on the inside?”

“Yes... so hot... you are so wet down there, Chan. I... I want to feel you inside me like that... I'm a little scared though... I still have a hymen. Always been too scared to try to break it... Maybe, when I'm ready, would you help me?”

Channa purred, “are offering me your cherry?”

Urma giggled, “I guess so. Something like that.”

“I'd love to do anything you want to do, Urma, including busting your cherry. When you want it, you say so, ok?”

“Ok.”

Channa's mind fluttered and felt light as she realized how much she loved Urma. The young girl's body was a wonderland, and the sex with her was overwhelming and pleasurable, but Channa felt more than that. She cared for the girl, wanted to be with her all the time, needed to see her smile, to taste her lips, to be there for her when she needed someone to help. Like taking her cherry. Channa shuddered and wondered just when Urma would want Channa to push through her hymen and remove the last barrier to being inside her sex.