Then her hand reached between the were-eagle's thighs and indeed found Heda's hand there, stroking herself with passionate zeal.

Madison was actually a little jealous, but she also couldn't really do much to help without quitting what she was doing with Heda's knees. And since that was not an option, she just placed the back of her had against the back of Heda's, pressing those active finger's deeper into the girl's sex. Heda moaned in appreciation.

"Don't stop," she murmured dreamily.

Madison knew she was blushing. She felt like she had power here for one of the few times in her life. She had a much stronger shifter writhing in ecstasy, begging for her to continue. She could feel Heda's fingerings grow more and more frantic, itching for that brief, perfect moment of release. Then it arrived, and that toned body arched its hips up and its owner let out a slight gasp while her skin shivered in the balmy summer night.

"I may be kind of new at this," Madison started, her voice tinged with humor, "but I'm pretty sure that ain't normal."

"Oh just shut up," Heda replied happily.

"Now that I have taken you under my wing, no pun intended, I must teach you young grasshopper that everyone has their own kinks." She rolled over, then sat up.

"I intend to find yours, even if you don't know what they are yet."

Madison's heart was beating Like an African drum.

“And . . . and how were you planning on doing that?"

Heda pulled the other girl up to a seated position, hip-to-hip but facing opposite directions.

“Lot's of practice," she purred into Madison' ear. She took the bat shifter's ear in her teeth ever so gently and tugged. Her hand pressed between Madison's thighs and onto that sinfully wet mound. Her other hand grabbed one of Madison's and guided it between Heda's legs, her pussy still sensitive from her recent climax.

"Just do what I do," she said before kissing the slim girl on the mouth.

Madison was having problems making her brain fire correctly. She had Heda's tongue dancing across her teeth, experienced fingers teasing her folds apart, and her own hand apparently had developed a mind of its own.

"Best --," she murmured in a brief moment between kisses, "night --" (kiss) "ever." (Long kiss).

Heda humped her hips a little against Madison's hand, successfully encouraging her date to increase her tempo. When Madison's fingers started matching Heda's movements, Heda started showing her a few tricks. The g-spot was only one target, and Heda actually liked to play a while first, even when masturbating. Sliding a finger up and down the cleft with no more than an inch of finger inside was a great way to get her motor going, not that she needed any help at this point. She convinced herself that it was just for future reference.

‘I think I'm getting the hang . . . oh sweet Jesus . . . of this,'

Madison thought, her body shuddering as a stray thumb rubbed the hood covering her clitoris. She had been kissing Heda for so long that she actually had to consciously remind herself to breathe sometimes, and the girl's fingers . . .oh those fingers. ‘If this is her just using her fingers, just imagine what her tongue could do. No, don't imagine her tongue. Damn, too late!’ Now she had an image of her companion's face between Madison's thighs. Her fingers went ballistic in response to that wet dream.

"Woah there tiger," Heda said, though only half-heartedly, “no need to get ahead of ourselves." Then a finger managed to massage her in just the right spot.

"On the other hand, I see no reason to curtail your enthusiasm." She moaned, then put her own hand into overdrive.

She would be damned if she came a second time before Madison did.

Being shown up by a newbie would be a blow to her pride, albeit a small one.

Heda didn't need to worry. Madison was so primed for sexual release that she was brought to orgasm twice before Heda achieved release again. It didn't hurt that Madison could be brought to the verge again just by Heda licking Madison's juices off her fingers.

Madison felt her lover's sex constricting around her fingers, and she wanted to try everything that Heda had done. When the eagle shifter had been sucking cum off her fingers . . . it made Madison shudder just thinking about it. So when her fingers were coated with the sticky sweetness that was Heda's excitement, she had to taste them.

The flavor was actually Less pungent than she expected, but the act of cleaning it off her fingers —-