" Madison whispered, then her body shook as pleasure raced through it, staring in her nethers and expanding outward.

"I believe that ‘cum’ was the word you were looking for," he said, her voice filled with warmth and amusement.

"Although ‘climax' or ‘orgasm’ would have also been acceptable."

“Now (gasp), you promised," Madison said, then summoning the Voice, "you promised I could taste your pussy if I came."

“And I'm a woman of my word." Heda ran her cum-covered hand up Madison's body and slid them into Madison's mouth. The girl obviously did not have her echolocation on, because she shrank back a bit when her mouth was invaded.

"This is what you're asking to taste," Heda whispered, then felt a slight suction on her fingers.

“Like that don't ya?" She spun Madison around and started kissing her again as they both sank onto the bed.

"Want to taste it fresh from the source?"

Madison blushed . . . again. ‘Why does she make me feel so naughty?' she thought, then out loud, "More than anything."

“More than breathing?" Heda said, spinning around until she was in a position to give the girl her first sixty-nine experience.

“Oxygen is overrated."

“More than food?"

“I eat bugs, so yeah."

“More than your Fats Domino album on the wall?"

"Get out. I can find another hottie," Madison shot back.

Heda burst out Laughing. She knew that Madison would guard that thin piece of vinyl with her life if necessary. Then without warning, her mouth descended on Madison's newly shaved sex with considerable vigor.

Madison was not sure what to do as her sex was suddenly stimulated in ways she had never imagined before. It felt so good. But Madison being who she was began to suffer an anxiety attack in the midst of this mind-boggling pleasure. What should she do?

"Calm down," Heda told her when she sensed her friend's indecisiveness.

"We've got all night, and getting oral sex is kind of like pizza."

"Huh?"

“Even when it's bad, it's still pretty damn good."

Madison smiled even though Heda could not see it. She slowly pushed her tongue forward and up into the cleft, drinking in the scent and flavor of a live-and-in-living-color lover in the most intimate way.

She was slightly wet, slightly rich, and very sexy. Madison was fascinated by the fleshy outer labia, so she spent some time playing with them, licking them and sucking them into her mouth.

Heda was pleased with her lover's progress, in attitude if not (yet) in skill. She was in no hurry, so she just started to string together all the techniques she had learned in Europe, applied Light pressure and hoping Madison could pick up a few things. Madison was in her own little world at first, but she started to mimic some of Heda's moves.

Once Madison seemed have a handle on the basics, Heda moved to the intermediate steps, using her fingers to penetrate and separate so that her tongue could get further in. Clitoris stimulus also became the order of the evening, partially because she knew that it had to feel good and partially because every time she touched it with her tongue, Madison let out a little squeaking noise.