Channa Harmon, female, 15 

	- High school sophomore, friend of Urma

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

Urma Mikatos, female, 14

	- High school freshman, friend of Channa

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

“Almost done.” Urma's voice called out light and loud to Channa over the dance song blaring from the stereo. The dark-haired fourteen-year old swayed her hips in rhythm, mouthing the lyrics and pretending to be a pop superstar. She struck a pose like she held a microphone and shouted the chorus out to her imaginary fans. Urma twirled and jumped and stuck out her ass, a tiny dancer on a fantasy stage. Channa danced along, but didn't miss the quick peak of light-green panties that flashed briefly under Urma's waving nightshirt.

The two had worked for hours on various chores, another sleepover at the dark-haired girl's house, helping Urma's mom clean the kitchen and helping her dad sweep up the garage. A dinner of spaghetti and salads were followed by a game of Uno before Urma's mom reminded her daughter that cleaning the teen's room was on the list of requirements. Channa helped Urma pick up her dirty clothes, bringing the short teen's soiled panties to her nose a couple of times. She's so clean, never any urine, never very strong, just... just Urma...

After the clothes, they each showered, then changed the sheets on Urma's double bed and put books and toys in their proper places. While Urma rocked out to the next tune, sliding her hips around in a circle, Channa felt herself flush and wished she could see more of Urma's panties. More of Urma, period...

Urma bent down and began to collect a set of scrapbooks and stickers, and Channa had a moment to enjoy the view. Urma's light-green panties were slender and thin. The teen's small ass cheeks met underneath, a dark shadow giving away their position. Channa saw just the lightest hint of the girl's butthole and slit through the panties, and she risked leaning in for a sniff.

Breathing quickly and deeply, Channa inhaled Urma's scent. Just like her panties earlier... Nothing but clean and fresh. Warm... yes, warm, a hint of fragrance I can't really define... Channa moved off before Urma could see what she was doing, but not before gazing once more at her friend's panty-covered sex.

“You think they're so easy to get along with?”

Urma's question made no sense to Channa. “Huh?”

“Like us. We're freaking awesome when we're together.” The fourteen-year old held out her fist and Channa bumped it with her own. “You know?”

Urma smiled and shook her head, the first half of Urma's conversation must have been in the girl's head. “What are you talking about? Who is 'they'?”

“Boys. Sometimes I think they're difficult because they want to be. Can't they just be cool, like you?” Urma waggled her shoulders to the song, mouthing lyrics between her questions. “You just get me. I guess I wish they did, too. At least, I think that's what I think... you know what I mean. I dunno.”

“Sure. Something like that. I can't say, I've never had much luck with boys. Besides Hollis and Brink, I don't really talk to many boys unless I have to. More comfortable with girls. I guess that's normal...” Channa hid what she really wanted to say. I kissed a girl, and I liked it...

The last item in place, Urma plopped down on her bed, and Channa joined her. Urma hesitated before speaking. “The other night, when we pretended to be lezes... That was just play, right? You didn't think we would... you know... do stuff?”

Channa didn't know how to respond. I could be honest and tell her I hoped we would... hope we will... but... Channa tried to walk a thin line without revealing too much. “No... uhh, no... No. We were just playing, you know? I had never... not with anyone like that before that night. Just playing, having some fun, yeah?”

Urma looked down, her hands in her lap, barely hiding her panty-covered sex. “Good... cause.. I was hoping we could practice kissing again. I liked that...”

“Me too.” Channa leaned into her friend, only touching lips at first, tasting the thin sheen of salty sweat on the girl's mouth. Urma opened and pressed her tongue between Channa's lips, and Channa responding by sliding her tongue around Urma's.

Lips locked and softly kissing, Channa brought her hands around behind Urma, and pulled the girl into her body, felling the warmth from her friend's skin through the two thin nightshirts between them. She tasted a fresh hint of mint in Urma's mouth, enjoying the flavor but secretly wishing she could taste the teen's natural tongue.

They held like that for some time, hugging and holding close, lips rotating occasionally to settle into a new position. Saliva built up and Channa was the one to lick it away and swallow. Taking a bit of you inside me, Urma... The dark-haired girl moaned lightly, but quickly cut it off and pulled a few inches away. She panted and rocked in Channa's arms.

“Ok... ok... this is... I like this Channa... Do you think that's ok? To like it?”

Channa answered by pulling the girl to her once more, savoring the softness of the fourteen-year old's mouth and sliding her lips onto her cheeks to taste her lightly-salty skin. Urma let out a long sigh and relaxed against Channa's body, holding the older girl as firmly as she was being held. Channa let her lips drift lower, down to Urma's neck, kissing it gently and slowly. Urma's moan was mostly held back, but Channa felt it leave the girl's body as much as she heard it.

Urma was practically purring.

Channa returned to Urma's lips, kissing her deeply. Urma's reactions this time were subtly different than the first time they'd 'practiced' kissing. She felt more tense, like a lightly-wound spring, and her body swayed gently against Channa as they hugged and traded saliva. Is she ready?...

The blonde teen used her weight to slide the younger girl onto her back, lips still pressed together and soft sounds coming from both. Urma fully laid out, Channa stole a glance down past the girl's smooth stomach and had a clear view of the teen's small, slender panties as they disappeared between her pale thighs. It was all she could do not to slide her hand down and stroke Urma between her legs.

Instead, she stroked the girl's hair, brushing it out of her face and onto the bed. Dark strands fell between her fingers, parting and flowing around Channa's hand as she softly petted her small friend. She slipped her hand down to Urma's face and lightly petted her cheek and neck, feeling the girl's goosebumps rise and her breathing become heavier. Urma's moan barely vibrated Channa's mouth, but it was there. Channa's slit grew slick and wet.

Channa leaned closer and pressed her body onto Urma, bringing her small breasts over the dark-haired teen's smaller mounds. Urma's nipples were hard and pressed into Channa's flesh. I wonder if she can feel mine, too. They feel hard to me...

Slowly running her hand from Urma's cheek to her shoulders, she slid a finger just barely under the girl's shirt, stroking the warm flesh above her chest. Across the exposed neckline, she ran the backs of her fingers along Urma's skin and felt the girl tense and shudder with each touch. Channa's small clit was erect, and she could feel the fabric of her panties brush tantalizingly across her nub. Every nerve in Channa's body screamed out for release as she barely resisted the urge to touch herself.

Urma moaned more strongly into her mouth suddenly, and Channa became aware that her hand had slid down farther over the nightshirt and had just brushed Urma's nipple. Slowly she reversed the motion and soon brushed the girl's nipple again, eliciting another soft moan from the lip-locked teen. Back and forth, she teased the girl's nipples, fancying the way they strained and pulsed with each heartbeat.

Channa let her hand come to rest just beneath a breast, feeling the heat from the girl everywhere they touched. She cupped her hand slightly and rubbed the tiny, just budding tits with her palm, fingers pressing out around and over the edges of the girl's chest. Urma broke the kiss to pant softly and moan again before pressing her mouth onto Channa's once more. Channa massaged Urma's small mounds and felt her own arousal burning down below.

“Can I take your shirt off?”

“Y-yes...”

Channa pulled the nightshirt off with some effort, leaving the skinny dark-haired teen wearing only a small pair of green panties. “Mine too?”

“Yes.”

Channa slid her shirt over her head and the two closed the distance between them in the same position as before. They kissed each other, saliva flowing freely from girl to girl. Channa brought her hand to Urma's bare chest and felt the heat of the teen's skin on her fingers. Urma started moaning into her mouth again and very slowly Urma's body swayed against the fifteen-year old.

Feeling the hard flesh under her fingers, Channa took a risk. She broke the kiss and slid her face over one of Urma's breasts, staring briefly at the beautiful, small puffy-topped flesh below before sliding her lips over one of Urma's nipples. “...uummmmm...” Urma's moan was louder and she rolled her head as if savoring every touch. Channa sucked the nipple into her mouth, tasting and feeling it with her tongue and rolling it between her lips. She moved around the girl's flesh, tasting and kissing each spot on Urma's breasts, the tender skin flushed and dark pink. Urma was panting, bringing a hand up to hold Channa's head against her tiny bosom. “...oohhmmm...” Channa felt slickness sliding down her own thigh. Oh... Urma...

Channa returned to kiss the girl and met trembling, dry lips. She wet them with her tongue and felt Urma hold her head tightly against her. Channa ran a hand down Urma's side, brushing a nipple with her elbow, then teased the edge of the girl's panty line, just above her hip. Trailing her fingers just above and just below the fabric, she let a couple of fingers slide under to explore the private flesh at the top of the girl's pubes.

Urma rocked her slim hips lightly to the touch, her goosebumps rising and falling as Channa found a new place to touch. Taking another chance, she slid a finger down inside Urma's panties, small hairs tickling her digit. She slid another in and was soon softly stroking the young girl's pubes. Her finger tips felt like ice against the teen's hot mound. Channa could feel sticky sweat held in by the hair and pushed her hand deeper.

Urma's large clit was hard. Channa felt it pulse as she lightly brushed against it. The dark-haired girls' body arched and Urma moaned into Channa's mouth. Channa slid a finger down toward her young friend's slit and felt wetness...

“Wait!”

Channa froze, the kiss broken, her finger tip resting on the tiny slit between Urma's legs, the flesh slick and hot against her fingertip.

“Wait... just... Just wait...” Urma pulled back a bit, tensed, moving her hips away from Channa and gently forcing the probing fingers away from her panties. “Just wait... I need a minute...” Urma panted as Channa felt frozen in place. She'd just grazed the girl's pussy, felt her heat, her wetness. She wanted Urma very badly.

“I... Ok, look. Ok.” Urma sputtered to get out a coherent thought, panting and laying on her back. “I... I like you, Channa. Its just... Can we go back to kissing and... stay... up here? I really like the kissing. Just... not down there, ok?”

Channa felt disappointment rush through her. Her arousal didn't crash but her expectations did. I just felt Urma there... she is wet... I... I wish she hadn't stopped me... Channa leaned back a bit, trying to understand the conflicting emotions racing through her. “Yeah... yeah, sure... of course...”

Urma relaxed and guided Channa back to her lips, joining mouths and breathing heavily. The girl's arousal was obvious to Channa despite the refusal to go further. The two locked together for some time, moaning softly into each other, Channa's hands sliding gently over her friend's thin breasts and stomach.

“Sleepy?” Urma's voice trembled in whisper, more breath than voice.

“Yah.” Channa stroked Urma's arms and fingers, touching her softly, still enjoying the teen's flushed skin against her own. “Do you think... can we sleep naked? I'd like that a lot. If you want to...”

Urma lay silent a moment before responding. “Yes. I'd like that too.”

As Channa leaned away from her, the dark-haired teen reached down and slid her panties toward her knees. Channa caught a very quick glimpse of Urma's dark pubes as the fabric slipped down her thighs and calves. As Urma raised her legs and brought the underwear over and off of her feet, Channa caught a soft whiff of the teen's sex. She nearly melted in desire.

Urma's scent was light, clean, sweaty, and warm, a delicate fragrance that was undeniably the aroma of a sexually excited young teen. As soon as the delightful and enticing smell slid past Channa's nose, it was gone and Channa felt a small pang of loss as her senses reached out, trying once more to smell the small girl. But it was gone, and Urma slid under the covers as she tossed her panties onto the carpet. Channa quickly did the same, wondering if Urma could smell her pussy as well. I'm so wet... my panties are soaked... I bet they're creamy... Slipping under the covers, Channa wrapped her arms around Urma as the girl backed into her, settling her slim, small round ass into Channa's mound. The heat from the fourteen-year old's butt was intense against Channa's naked flesh, radiating into Channa's crotch and keeping her pussy wet and aroused.

“Goodnight, Channa.”

“Sweet dreams, Urma...”

Holding her friend close and lightly rubbing her arms and breasts, Channa tried to relax and fall asleep...

- - -

Hours later, Urma breathed deeply, restfully, held carefully in Channa's arms, her back pressed against Channa's small breasts, the girl's small ass still in contact with Channa's thighs. Channa had awoken moments before, a thin sheet covering their bodies, and couldn't put a finger on why she couldn't go back to sleep. Then, movement in her guts became a sharp, dull ache, and the pressure around her anus increased suddenly.

The pressure in her bowels shifted and Channa rose carefully, extracting her body from the teen's backside, and slid out of bed. She donned her nightshirt and took a light step toward the closed bedroom door, then saw the small green panties Urma had worn just hours before, crumpled and twisted on the carpet. Not pausing to consider her actions, she snagged the teen's underwear and moved into the hall bathroom, shutting herself inside.

Channa pulled her long shirt up a bit, settling on the toilet and started urinating. The smell from her crotch was rich but quickly overwhelmed by her strong urine. Piss trickling past her curly brown hairs, Channa turned Urma's underwear over in her hand. She brought the fabric to her nose and inhaled deeply.

Urma's scent rushed into Channa's senses, the light, clean feminine aroma arousing her and her little clit hardened in response. Channa felt the dampness in the panty crotch, smelling the girl's essence on the wet panties. Channa reached a hand down to her cunt and stroked her slit and clit, her thin labia swelling slightly in arousal. Pressure built both in her front and her back, and Channa defecated quickly.

Rubbing her erect clit, Channa rocked her hips carefully as she finished, trying to keep quiet her breathing and moans. “...uhhhnnn...” Channa inhaled once more, savoring the rich and heady aroma from Urma's cunt, her clit throbbing against her fingertips. Urma's scent was pleasing, a tease of the real thing, and Channa lusted for the dark-haired teen's sex, imagining placing her head between the girl's slender thighs and licking her slit with her tongue.

Channa bucked against her hand as she sniffed Urma's aroma. “...uhhnnn... ohhh... unnn....” Channa played with herself while imaging tasting her friend as her teen slit flushed and became slick. The girl slid fingers into her little pussy, fingering herself, her pleasure mounting quickly.

Channa felt herself letting go. “...uhhhnnn... ohhh... ohhh... yeeeaahh... uhnnn...” The girl frigged her clit hard and climaxed gently.

“...uhhhnnnn … ohhh... ohoooooh... uhnnnnn...”

Channa's pussy drooled, her hand holding Urma's panties to her nose and lips, the fifteen-year old's body shuddering as she tasted and inhaled Urma's moist essence from the fabric. Creamy discharge slid down Channa's slit and caught in her pubes. Panting, orgasming, Channa was overwhelmed by vaginal spasms and Urma's damp panties. She slid down and rested, her back and hips heavy against the toilet, trying to catch her breath and hoping no one heard her orgasm.

For long moments she sat there, quietly, finally calming her breathing and feeling a moment of guilt about playing with herself in her friend's bathroom, a first for her. Playing with myself while smelling Urma's panties... Channa brought the underwear to her nose several times, taking as much of the girl's aroma into herself as she could, letting the scent coat her throat, and imaging she could taste her friend's small, hairy slit.

She eventually stirred herself and made her way back to bed. Channa dropped Urma's panties on the floor close to where she'd picked them up, shed her shirt, and slid into contact with Urma's warm, naked body. Sliding her hands slowly on Urma's sleeping form, lightly rubbing nipples and hips and stomach, Channa let her mind drift to thoughts of touching and tasting the girl, and soon she was dreaming of letting Urma slip down between her legs to lick her hairy pussy.