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, girlfriend of Chloe

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

Chloe Harmon, female, 33

	- High school Vice-Principal, mother of Channa, girlfriend of Megan

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

“Megan and I want to head up to the mountains and spend the week of your spring break there. The cabins are small, just one bedroom. But Megan knows the couple who own the place, she can get a good deal.” Chloe was standing in the small hall bathroom, door open, as she put on makeup, wearing only her bra and panties. “We could get two... you and Urma might like to have a week together, yeah?”

Channa stood just outside the door, the idea of spending a romantic week with Urma very exciting. “Sure! That'd be... oh...” She felt disappointment suddenly.

Her mom turned, paused applying lipstick. “What?”

“Urma's supposed to go to visit her grandparents that week.”

“Ah... Sorry, Sweetie.” Her mom looked disappointed as well. “You can... you can come, stay with Megan and me. If you want. You don't have to go.”

Channa could tell that her mother had hoped for a some privacy with her girlfriend. “No... uh, maybe I'll just stay here, then. If that's ok.”

Chloe gave her daughter a sympathetic look, said, “up to you. You know you're always welcome to come along.”

Channa nodded, disappointment making her feel sad.

- - -

“I don't think they're going to let me.”

“Oh.” Channa's disappointment became deeper later that evening as she talked with Urma over the phone. “That sucks.”

“Yeah... The cabin sounds fun... You gonna go anyway?”

“Nah... just going to stay here.”

“Shit, this sucks.” Urma rarely swore, and Channa knew her girlfriend was as disappointed as she was.

A long silence followed. Channa said quietly, “well... I love you, Urma. Need to do this stupid report... so I guess I should go. Love you.”

Urma said, “Love you too, Chan. See you at school.”

Channa hung up and sat quietly on her bed a while before reaching for her laptop and reluctantly finishing her homework.

- - -

Chloe's girlfriend, Megan, a chemistry teacher at the high school, stopped Channa in the hallway before first period the next morning. “Hey, got a second?”

Channa nodded, “sure.”

“I talked to Urma's mom after she dropped her daughter off this morning. I talked her into letting Urma go with us to the mountains for spring break.”

The smile on Megan's face was soon outdone by a bigger one blossoming on Channa's. “Really!? That's great! Thank you!” She hugged Megan briefly, asked, “does Urma know yet?”

“I'm going to tell her now.”

Channa beamed, felt high. Anticipation of spending spring break in the mountains with Urma made getting through classes difficult, fantasies of making love with the fourteen-year old all week long playing out in her mind.

- - -

“It's the perfect place, Chan! Oh... just thinking about it has me wet.”

Lunch was spent huddled together, sharing exciting plans for the week. Channa shuddered, hearing again the words 'I want to give you my cherry there' played over and over in her head. Urma was ready to break her hymen, and Channa couldn't think of a better place to do it.

- - -

Two weeks crept by before spring break finally arrived. Channa was packed and ready, headed up to her mom's room where Chloe was putting lingerie into her suitcase.

“Remember when I asked you about... that feeldoe?”

Chloe smiled, “how could I forget?”

“She's ready.”

“Wonderful. Here,” she moved to the table beside her bed, opened a drawer, and pulled out the toy. “You can have it. I have another...”

The solid pink object had a five-inch prong which was shaped like a penis, the other end thin near the base and ending in an egg-shaped tip, perhaps three-inches in all.

“Want me to show you how to use it?” asked Chloe, a humorous smile on her face.

Channa laughed, “think I can figure it out.”

Her mom handed it to her, said kindly, “be gentle with her.”

Channa darted back to her room to stuff it into her bag.

- - -

“Cheers!” Chloe raised her glass and clanged it against Channa's, the girls allowed a half-glass of wine for the meal.

They'd arrived late in the afternoon, quickly fixing a meal of grilled chicken and salad. Channa was buzzing with excitement. Urma had been whispering in her ear the entire trip, telling her “my cherry is yours tonight.” It made Channa nervous and thrilled, and her pussy had been wet all day.

The meal was over before long, and Channa faked an extravagant stretch. Her mom smiled at her, bid them goodnight, and the teens were quickly off to their own cabin.

Inside, Channa led Urma to the bedroom by the hand, giggling. She lit a couple of candles and took Urma in her arms, slow dancing to the sound of the wind rushing along the tin roof.

Channa giggled again. Urma asked, “what's so funny?”

“I just feel so good. I can't believe we have a whole cabin to ourselves for the week.”

Urma purred, leaned her head onto Channa's shoulder. “I love you, Channa.”

Channa pushed Urma onto the bed gently, kissing her, letting her hands roam freely over Urma's tiny mounds and around her back to caress her slender ass. Urma moaned with each touch, her legs parting automatically as she laid back.

The fifteen-year old broke their kiss, said softly, “tonight is all about you...”

She pulled Urma's shirt off her body, moved her lips slowly down her neck to her shoulder, then slid over to the girl's small puffy breasts. Urma's nipples were hard and dark, tight little cherry pits over a couple of inches of tender light-brown areolae. Channa sucked them in, ran her tongue from side to side and around the tips as the suction pulled them deeper into her mouth.

Urma panted, moaning, her head moving from side to side slowly. Channa's fingers slid down the fourteen-year old's body, unbuttoned and unzipped the girl's pants. She pushed her hand under the waistband of Urma's cotton panties and slowly stroked the edges of her thin labia. Urma's slit was wet and slippery.

Channa moved down, pulling Urma's clothes down and off the girl's body. Urma spread her legs wide, knees bent slightly. She looked down as Channa crawled between her thighs and ran her tongue over Urma's hairy little pussy. The teen's clit was hard, a tough sponge against Channa's tongue. Urma's body jerked as the blonde tasted the day's excitement on the fourteen-year old's genitals. Channa was highly aroused knowing her girlfriend's hymen was just inside, hers to take that night.

Urma rose quickly, Channa's tongue licking the underside of the dark-haired girl's large clit. Channa sucked on it, flicked the tip with her tongue, and Urma's body rose and fell twice, again, the fourteen-year old cumming hard on Channa's face.

Channa didn't slow down until Urma had peaked and was clearly in the throes of orgasmic euphoria. She kissed back up Urma's body, pressed lips to Urma's cheek, more kisses on her neck. She whispered, “are you ready?”

Urma nodded, panting, “yes... yes...”

Channa rose and went to her bag, took the feeldoe from inside. She smiled, “I practiced with it a bit this morning... oh, God... I want this so much...”

Channa made a show of sliding the long end between her lips, moaning as she made it wet with saliva. Satisfied, she pulled it out and looked at her girlfriend, trembling at the thought of what she was going to do.

Urma was watching her carefully as Channa reached between her legs, dipped fingers into her pussy, and drew out her wetness. She spread it onto the shorter end, coating it with her juices. Channa squatted deeply, placed the short end against her pink labia, and pushed it inside of her. She purred as it slid into place, held just inside her pussy, her tight entrance keeping it from falling out. Channa stood up, and held the other end of the feeldoe in her hand, grabbed a dark towel, smiled, then carefully climbed onto the bed.

“How do you want to be when I enter you?” Channa alternated words with kisses along Urma's outer thigh.

Urma's voice was nervous, sweet, “on my back.”

Channa had hoped that would be her answer. She pushed a towel under the teen's ass and genitals, moved between Urma's legs again, saw the dark-eyed girl watching her, breathless. The fifteen-year old lapped again at Urma's pussy, pushed saliva into her vagina. Urma quaked with excitement.

Channa rubbed more spit onto the dong end of the feeldoe and moved higher, over Urma, her eyes watching those of her girlfriend. She saw the nervous anticipation on her face. “I'll be gentle...”

Her hips between Urma's thighs, Channa looked down and moved the silicone dick to the trembling girl's vagina. Still holding it, she pushed down slowly, felt it move inside the wet entrance, Urma's breath caught in her throat.

An inch inside, then another, Urma's body still bracing against the penetration, then resistance. Channa knew she'd hit the fourteen-year old's hymen. The end of the feeldoe in her own pussy felt big, filling, her body tensing as she pulled back an inch, then pushed forward slowly again.

Channa took her time, carefully fucking Urma with shallow movements. The teen's hymen didn't break easily. Urma was clearly enjoying the feeling, her hands on Channa's waist, her hips rocking gently with each stroke. “Oh... Channa...”

The fifteen-year old let go of the feeldoe with her hand and let her hips and buttocks do all the work. Her stomach moved against Urma's as their genitals came closer. In and out, tiny shifts that felt great to Channa, her labia swelling around the end in her vagina, juices slipping down and dripping onto where the other end was shallowly penetrating Urma's pussy.

Urma's body began to show urgency. The fourteen-year old began to shudder, longer moans. Channa responded automatically, trying to move in and out with deeper, stronger movements. She pushed in harder after a few strokes, Urma grunted. Again, another grunt, more uncomfortable. Channa didn't want to hurt her, but her mind was suddenly consumed with defloring Urma.

Her cunt spasming around the smaller dong, Channa pulled back and pushed in, forced her hips deeper between Urma's thighs. It actually felt like Channa had a penis, The fifteen-year old on the edge of taking Urma's cherry. The fourteen-year old let out a yelp. Out and in again, another yelp. Out and in and... Urma cried out as the silcone penis tore through her hymen and slipped a couple of inches deeper into her vagina, opening her wider than ever before.

Urma's arms and legs clenched, keeping Channa from moving, the pain on her face obvious. Channa leaned down, kissed Urma's cheek and neck, whispered, “I'm sorry that hurt...”

Urma breathed, “no... I wanted this... Wanted it to be you... I love you so much, Channa”

“I love you.”

Channa let Urma make the next move. She knew the girl's vagina had to be hurting, watched as Urma winced the first time she moved her hips. But Urma began to move more as Channa kissed her and ran her hands along the fourteen-year old's neck and breasts. Her hips fell and rose, shallow, then more. With the shape and mold of the feeldoe, Channa experienced the way the silicone penis slipped in and out of Urma's tight little hole. She felt herself growing warm and tingly, began to meet Urma's movements with her own. The smell of the girl's excitement was intoxicating.

Urma moaned loudly when Channa started to fuck her. The pained expression gave way to concentration, her eyes flickered open and watched Channa as the fifteen-year old humped her sore but aroused vagina. Channa's Mons ground down as the dong slid deeper into Urma, the fourteen-year old's large clit bumping against her each time she rooted in the girl.

Channa's body began to vibrate, her legs feeling strong and weak at once as she moved her body against Urma's small frame. In and out, she found a steady, gentle rhythm and fucked her girlfriend's pussy for the first time.

Urma's arms wrapped around Channa's shoulders, pulling her down over her body. They kissed, Urma's lips desirous, no longer trembling but needful. They kissed as Channa fucked Urma, the dark-haired girl shuddering, moaning in unison with the blonde. Channa loved the sensation of humping the fourteen-year old, the girl's tight hole threatening to pull the feeldoe from Channa's vagina.

Urma broke the kiss, mouth open wide, eyes clenched shut, arms still locked around Channa's shoulders. Channa moved her arms to cradle Urma's head, stroking her hair as she fucked her. Urma tensed, tightened her grip, and climaxed. She cried out, “uuhhnnn... UUUHHNNNN... ooohh—UHNNNN... OOOOOHHH... OOOOOHHH...” Urma's body writhed, everything moving, Channa's strokes steady and gentle.

The dark-haired girl's climax shuddered through the feeldoe and into Channa's vagina. She felt herself drooling over it, Urma's orgasming body held so tightly against her. Channa leaned her head into Urma's shoulder, stroked a few more times, and tensed, stroked, tensed, cried out, and came hard.

Her body shuddered, Urma holding her close, she couldn't stop moaning, “Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh... Urma... Ohhh...” Channa continued to move long after her orgasm had faded into relaxing euphoria. She looked back at Urma saw the girl's joy on her face. They kissed again, bodies moving lazily together, the feeldoe filling both pussies.

After a while of fuzzy euphoria, Channa asked quietly, “how does it feel?”

“Oh... Chan... It hurt... at first... but then... I came so hard on you like that... I'm so happy it was you... and when I'm less spent, I want to do that to you so you can feel how good it is.”

Channa purred, kissed Urma, then slowly, weakly, pulled off the fourteen-year old's sweaty, flushed body. Urma groaned in a bit of discomfort as the dong slid out. An edge of pain was still there. As Channa moved to the side, Urma looked down between her legs. The fifteen-year old saw smears of blood on Urma's labia and inner thighs, more on the towel.

Channa pulled the feeldoe from her vagina and set it aside, wrapped the towel through Urma's crotch as the fourteen-year old closed her legs. “How about a hot bath? I'll help you clean up, Lover.”

Urma smiled, looking very relaxed. “I'd love that.”