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

The girls reluctantly slid out of bed and tried to get ready for the day. Urma had a dance class and invited Channa to come along and join her. The dark-haired girl couldn't stop smiling as she headed off to shower. Channa sat on the bed, a grin stuck to her face, as well. She lifted her fingers to her nose, could still smell Urma's pussy there, inhaled several times and shivered. Channa was very turned on by the way the girl's vagina smelled, felt her own clit tingling again, wished she had time to taste Urma once more.

After Urma's shower, Channa sat and watched as the naked teen teased her as she dressed. The dark-haired girl slid a pair of white panties up her legs, hesitated a moment so that Channa could see her sex, then covered herself. Channa sighed and barely stopped herself from kneeling down and eating her lover's cunt. Soon, Urma was putting on full dance leggings and the rest of her outfit.

The fourteen-year old took part in acro dance, a style that combined acrobatics with classical movements. Channa had never heard of it before Urma signed up. The outfit the girl put on was dazzling and adorable. The one-piece dress had a strapless top that was silver sparkles and lines of rich pink. The skirt section was multiple layers of thin pink fabric which ran down only to Urma's knees. She posed and showed Channa a few moves, smiled at her girlfriend knowing she was enjoying the demonstration.

Channa showered and changed into a loose blouse and calf-length floral skirt. Urma's mom took them downtown to the dance studio after breakfast, and Channa sat back against the wall, joining a couple of mothers who were supporting daughters in the class. After a few moments of waiting, the instructor came in. She was a tall woman, probably in her mid-50s, wearing tight black spandex and a shorts bra.

The instructor talked a bit, covering the points from the last class and introducing a couple more. The music started, and a dozen girls, ranging in age from pre-pubescent to mid-20s, moved through the choreography slowly, testing each step, holding each turn before moving to the next.

They went through the motions three times before the instructor had them try it as a complete routine. Urma was magnificent. She twirled and flipped, held her legs over and to the side, slid across the floor, spun and slipped to her knees, leaned back and finished her routine.

Channa smiled and clapped, the other girls nowhere near as smooth and wonderful to watch. Urma's body was one fluid movement, her hips rocked oh-so-sweetly, her face a delicate, focused young woman's.

The class lasted about 90 minutes and by the end of it, Channa was feeling her excitement strongly. Urma's body had moved in ways that made the fifteen-year old desire her, love her, want to touch and kiss her. As they left the studio, Channa took the girl's hand and pulled close, kissed her deeply, held it even as other students and their parents looked on and passed them down the sidewalk.

“Wow... Urma, you are fantastic! How did you get so good so fast?” The fourteen-year old had only been in acro classes a few weeks.

Urma smiled, wiped the saliva from her lips, said, “Well... I've been dancing several years, but this style just suits me. So much fun!”

“And sexy... you are so sexy!”

They kissed again, Channa spoke first, “Hungry? There's a pita shop a block away.”

“Sure.”

The teens held hands as they walked, each feeling the excitement of touching the flesh of a lover. Urma was sweaty from practice, but that just made Channa more aroused. Something about the way the girl smelled, the salty, musky scent of her body was delicate and rich all at once. As they stood in line to order, Channa couldn't help inhaling her lover's scents, admiring the way the pink skirt and leggings made her look so sexy. Channa's pussy was getting very, very wet, sticking to her panties and making them slick.

They ate lunch, talked about what to do the rest of the day. They called Urma's mom and asked to let them stay downtown for the afternoon. The girls wanted to visit the park and walk in the woods for an hour or two. Urma's mom agreed, told them to call her when they needed a ride, and to check in from time to time.

The girls finished lunch and held hands as they strolled past shops. They stopped at one point in front of a lingerie store. Channa admired a bra and panty set that was purple and lacy, asked, “would you like to see me in those?”

Urma agreed, “oh... yes! I bet you would look very hot in those... and then I could take them off of you...”

Channa purred, ducked inside a moment, returned with the underwear in a bag. She smiled, said, “I'll put them on for you later... think it will be ok if I stay tonight?”

“Sure, don't see why Mom and Dad would mind. Tonight is their date night, anyway, so we'll have the house to ourselves...”

Channa felt so good as she took Urma's arm and touched the girl's skin. She loved Urma so much, felt such a strong attraction to her, emotionally and physically. The fourteen-year old was easy to love, thoughtful, showed her love for Channa just by kissing her cheek, holding her hand.

They made it to the park in the early afternoon and headed down one of the longer paths. The park was downtown but held many acres of untouched trees and bushes, even had a couple of large ponds that people called 'lakes.' There were families, joggers, people walking dogs. Benches held people reading and texting, a couple of lovers kissing softly and holding each other close.

Channa loved to watch people who cared for each other, and she often raised Urma's hand to her lips and kissed her lover. Sometimes, she slid her hand to Urma's ass and felt the soft, round cheeks beneath the layers of pink skirt. Urma blushed and sometimes seemed uncomfortable by the show of innocent sexuality in public. But just sometimes.

They took a fork in the path that led down to the most distant lake. Only a couple of people were on the trail, and when no one was around, Channa stopped and leaned into Urma's body, kissing her, holding her small body tight against her. Urma moaned and swirled her tongue in Channa's mouth, said, “Love you so much, Chan. Ohhh... God I love you...”

Channa replied, “I know, Love... I love you too, you're so special, so wonderful. So beautiful.” They kissed and moved down the path slowly, enjoying the unseasonal warm weather. Birds chirped and squirrels dove from spot to spot, scattering as the girls neared them, fallen leaves crunching and rustling underfoot.

They passed around the small lake and sat on the park bench at the end of the path. Behind them were thick trees and foliage, ahead of them the water and the trail back toward the main part of the park. No one else was around, and Channa was feeling very aroused.

The blonde leaned into Urma, stroked her face, smiled, kissed the girl's lips gently. Urma shivered and her legs parted instinctively. It was all the permission Channa needed. The fifteen-year old slid her hand to Urma's knee stroked her just under the edge of the pink skirt. The dark-haired girl panted as Channa kissed her neck and let her hand slide further up the teen's thigh.

Urma moaned, said, “Chan... I... Someone might see us...”

“Let them. I want to taste you, Love. I need to...”

Urma sucked in her breath as Channa's fingers touched her through her leggings, fingers approaching her covered genitals. “Chan... I need to take a bath. I'm all sweaty.”

“I know. I love it.”

“But I stink.”

“No... You smell so wonderful. I love the way your body smells, Urma. So sexy, so sweet. So you. I just want to taste you... like this. I've wanted it for so, so long. Please...”

Urma's doubts faded away as Channa's desire for her became more intense. The blonde stroked the dark-haired teen's crotch, felt the moist fabric covering the girl's sex. Channa looked around, said, “Take them off, just leave on the skirt... here, I'll put them in my purse.”

Urma rose slightly, let Channa peel down the leggings and fold them, then her panties followed. Channa brought the fabric to her nose and sniffed the crotch, shivered as her teen lover's sweaty arousal was damp and soaking in the underwear. She smiled, sniffed again, said, “Ooh... Urma... God you smell so good...”

Channa put the panties and leggings in her purse, checked the path quickly for anyone walking, and knelt down between Urma's legs. The fourteen-year old was nervous, her body sweating again, her eyes darting all around, fearful of being seen. Channa let her mouth convince the girl to give in to the moment. She kissed Urma's thighs, sniffed her hairy snatch. The teen's body smelled musky, a bit ripe, so, so wonderful.

Channa kissed Urma's Mons, let the dark pubes tickle her lips before moving lower, sucking in the fourteen-year old's large, hard clit. Urma moaned uncontrollably as Channa licked her pussy, shifted her hips forward and opened herself fully to the fifteen-year old buried under her skirt and between her legs.

Urma's cunt was creamy, wet, rich with pungent juices and sweat. Channa alternated sniffing and lapping the girl's vagina, loved the way the teen shuddered every time she made contact. Urma's clit throbbed and jumped with each touch, her little hairy slit slippery and swollen.

Channa held Urma's legs higher, allowing her to slide her tongue between the girl's dark-pink labia. Urma's juices covered her lips, her cheeks, dripped from her chin as she ate her fourteen-year old lover's pussy. Urma started writhing, her fears overcome by the way Channa's tongue danced between her legs. She rose and fell, arched, moaned. Channa lapped and sucked Urma's juices into her mouth, savoring the rich slickness as it coated her tongue.

Urma held Channa's head through the skirt folds, rocked her hips to the probing tongue. Her thighs tightened around the blonde's face, she cried out, and when Channa found her clit and sucked it like a little penis, she climaxed hard. “ooohh... oooohh... uhhnn... uhnnn... uhnnn... uhnnn... ohhh... Channnn... oohh... ooohh...”

The blonde fifteen-year old drank in her fourteen-year old lover's sex, rubbed her nose and cheeks and lips around the girl's vulva as Urma orgasmed. Channa loved the way Urma tasted, the way she smelled, the sweet way she sighed and moaned as she climaxed. Channa wanted to stay buried forever between her lover's thighs, wanted to suck on her swollen clit until Urma couldn't take it any more, wanted to taste and smell and...

“Uh... Chan... someone's coming...”

Channa pulled back and sat quickly next to Urma, pretended to be looking at the lake as a tall woman with red hair, wearing a thin sweater and tight black yoga pants, moved toward them, walking her little dog and rounding the lake. Channa could only imagine what the two of them looked like. Urma was sweating, panting, flushed. Channa's face was wet, her lips swollen, her eyes surely dilated with arousal and pleasure.

The woman smiled, said, “Hey. Nice day, right?”

Channa sputtered, “Uh... y-yeah, nice day. Just hanging out... watching the lake.”

The woman grinned, looked at Channa and Urma for a long moment. Channa could feel Urma's cum burning as it shined on her face. The woman finally said, “well... good day to be with people you like, right? You two look... so cute sitting there. Can I take your picture?”

Channa felt nervous, couldn't exactly wipe away Urma's cum from her face. “uh... I... Uh... I guess so.”

The woman smiled again, pulled out nice camera and held it up. She snapped several shots, said, “Listen... you two do look really sweet together. Are you... are you a couple?”

Urma blushed, Channa managed to reply, “Y-yes. Yes, we are...”

“Thought so... I'm Mina.” The girls introduced themselves. Mina continued, “I'm a professional photographer. Interested in some studio shots of you two? I'd give you a full session if I could use the shots to promote my services. You two are so beautiful together, really, I'd love to have you get dressed up and come in for a real shoot.”

“S-sure... Yeah, that'd be fun... what do you think, Urma?”

The dark-haired girl just nodded, managed, “ok” weakly.

“Great. Here's my card, call me soon to set up some time. If it is alright with your parents, of course, only with their permission. But I really do want to get some great shots of you two. So cute!”

She said goodbye and walked her dog back down the path and disappeared. The girls sat panting, buzzing, finally started laughing. They giggled for several minutes, their near miss, the signs of their sex still clear on Channa's face. Channa said, “Well! I... I am so turned on right now. I can still taste you, still smell you, you make me so horny!”

Urma kissed her, licked the last drops of her own juices from Channa's face, purred into Channa's neck, “Mmm... that felt so good. I was so worried someone would see us... but you made me cum good... so good... Hey, do you think Mina is serious? About doing some shots of us? I'd love to get some good ones of us... together, ya know?”

“I think she was. We should call her tonight, set up something soon. I want the world to know how much I love you, Urma, want to share everything with you...”

They kissed and petted gently for a while, Urma whispered, “Can I do you now? Please?”

Channa breathed, “Yes... Oh, yes... Please... eat me...”

Urma slipped to her knees and ducked under Channa's skirt. Channa felt the girl's hot breath on her sweaty thighs, felt the teen sniff against her damp panties, knew Urma was smelling her strong arousal. Channa's cunt had been drooling for hours, and as Urma peeled down her underwear, she could feel cum sticking to the fabric.

Urma's tongue slid along her swollen labia, the fourteen-year old cleaning away the day's discharge and probing Channa's vagina for more. Channa's arousal was intense, and it only took a few laps along her slit and across her clit to have her rocking against her lover's face. “Ohh... Ohh... Urma... Yes... Eat me... Eat me, Lover... Eat me...”

The dark-haired girl spread Channa open wider, her head hidden under the skirt. Channa felt Urma's tongue probe her pussy deeper, no hesitancy, the fourteen-year old running the flat of her tongue along the outer lips before sliding deep into Channa's hole.

Urma moved up to Channa's clit, circled it. Channa moaned, bucked, her hips rose, her breathing heavy. She tried not to cry out loudly but couldn't stop herself as her orgasm washed over her. “ohhh... ohhh... unnnn... unnnn... UNNN... UNNN... UNNN... UNNN... OOOHh... ohhh... Ohhh, Sweetie... oh... I love you... so much... ohhhhhh... ohhhhh...” Her cunt spasmed and leaked as Urma licked her clean.

Urma stayed under the skirt for several moments, placing gentle kisses on Channa's clit, on her labia, along her thighs. She finally pulled up and smiled at the blonde teen. Channa grinned, euphoric, saw the wetness around Urma's mouth and on her cheeks, said, “wow, you're covered. If that's what I looked like when Mina came by... she knew!”

Urma laughed, licked her lips, said, "Oh, you were soaked!" She let Channa lap away the juices from her own sex. They kissed and moaned into each other, young lovers drawn into the new and amazing sensations of touching and tasting and smelling the other's body. Neither wanted to stop kissing and touching, neither wanted to be the first to break the spell.

Voices down the path forced them apart and they quickly stood and straightened their skirts. An older couple held hands as they approached the lake, and Channa took Urma's in hers. The couple smiled as they passed, said nothing. Channa whispered to Urma, “we're not wearing panties! I like it...”

Urma giggled, blushed, said, “me too... feels so... nice... I'm still dripping, you know...”

“Oh, I know... me too. I'd be surprised if it wasn't running down my legs soon...”

It was a slow, wonderful walk back to the park entrance. They checked in with Urma's mom, who wanted them home before the adults went out for date night. In the fading glow of early evening, the two teens vibrated, hummed, felt warm all over as they held hands and stole kisses and whispered lovely, arousing sentiments into each other's ears.