"What do you want to do?" she asked, placing the girl's hands on Heda's now- exposed breasts.

Madison swallowed a breath. She was touching boobies. And it was good.

But she also wanted to feel that amazing abdomen, so she did, then her hands moved back up to those breasts. Heda leaned forward and offered her nipples to Madison's lips, and the less-experience girl eagerly took them into her mouth.

‘Nipples are fun,' Madison thought. The were fun to suck on, nibble on, to twist and turn . . . but what was even more fun was having your own nipples played with. Heda pulled Madison's top down past her shoulders and then did a reach-around to unhook the bra. And while Madison's nipple pleasuring skills were in their infancy, Heda was a nipple-foo master. She pushed Madison's hands away and then lowered her mouth to the bat-shifter's chest. Magic ensued. Madison held onto Heda's head like it was a personal flotation device, unwilling to let go or else be totally lost.

Finally Heda decided it was time for things to progress. She stood up and pulled Madison into a sitting position. Then she put her lover-to-be's hands on Heda's hips.

“Want to help me get these jeans off?"

Madison nodded. Her hands trembled a bit until she reminded herself to play it cool, at which point she simply slowed her hands down as she unbuttoned and unzipped those jeans. She also took the time to kiss the girl's hard abdomen and tease her bellybutton. When she got the jeans down to Heda's knees, she turned on her echolocation while her friend kick the garment away. Heda was wearing a tiny little g- string that made Madison's mouth water. She reached for it, but Heda slapped her hands away.

"You don't get the rest until you show me some more skin." Then Heda plopped back down on the bed.

“Now strip."

Madison blushed all the way to her toes, but she stood up . Her top was already pushed down, so she just finished the job, removing all clothing except her own panties. ‘Oh crap,’ she thought. ‘I'm not wearing the --'

"Hello Kitty underwear?" Heda asked.

"How risque!"

"Shoot me now," she thought, covering her face with her hands and turning away. She heard the bed creak behind her as Heda stood and then wrapped her arms around Madison's body.

"I think they're adorable," the eagle-shifter whispered, "but I'm really interested in what's underneath them." Even though Madison had her thighs pressed tightly together, Heda ran her hand town the girl's stomach and pushed it beneath those cotton panties and forced the girl's legs open enough so that she could insert two fingers into the girl's sex.

"You shaved," Heda murmured as she started to penetrate the girl's fold with a slow rhythm.

"You really want me to go down on you don't you?" she asked over Madison's happy whimpering.

“Mmh . . . mmh . . .yesssssss," Madison hissed.

"I want to go down on you too. I want you to teach me how."

Heda grinned.

“Then tell me what you want again, but use the Voice.

And say it dirty, or I won't do it.”

Madison was attempting to roll her eyes back in her head as Heda's fingers lit her body on fire.

"I want to eat your pussy," she said in that low, spicy voice that she knew Heda loved. It was her radio Voice . . . her dream Voice. It spoke with the words and the tone that Madison wished she could use in the rest of her life. It was confident and sexy and strong, and only her broadcast booth and Heda's arms seem make her feel safe enough and confident enough to let it out.

“Well when I'm done making you cum, maybe we can try it," Heda replied, her brain tingling under the power of that Voice. Her fingers pressed in and up while her palm rubbed small circles over Madison's clit. She kissed her lover's neck as she brought the girl closer to the edge. She could tell by the way Madison was trying to squeeze her thighs together that she was close, and her ragged breathing helped tell exactly how close.

"Gonna . . . gonna . . .