Maddie smiled. “Well, no one’s gonna blame me for not waiting, then.” Her fingertips brushed over one of Trish’s nipples. She rubbed it through the fur, then turned her hand to pinch it. It made Trish shiver and fluff up again.
“Y-yeah. Maddie… Don’t feel obliged.”
“I just didn’t want to make the first move and pressure you.”
“We’re bad at this, aren’t we?”
Maddie’s hand drifted lower through the fur of Trish’s belly, and found another one of her nipples. She gave it a similar treatment before moving on. Trish was swimming in ecstasy for this moment. Her body was tense and she was nervous but her wife seemed much steadier than her.
Maddie’s hand detoured over the curve of her canine wife’s hip and onto her rump. Under the bulky fur her body was slim and compact and her hips weren’t exactly wide and sexy. Trish couldn’t help but physically drool over her wife’s figure, however, which was womanly and curvy as could be. Maddie was bottom-heavy and soft in a good way, even though she’d always been fairly fit. Her breasts were full, her hips were full, and Trish knew that the field of trimmed hair on her groin would be a great treat for her new appreciation for scent.
Hooking her arm under Trish’s thigh, Maddie found the spot she was looking for. Her objective was almost hidden in all that collie fur, but she was able to find it easily. The collie whined, all needy, as she brushed her fingertip just along the entrance, then began to explore it. Trish’s mouth hung open and her tongue was flopped out as she was finally getting what she wanted. Hell, she could barely keep her eyes open but she couldn’t get enough of the confident, determined, set look on Maddie’s face as she took control over the moment.
Trish held onto her wife with her forelegs and enjoyed the ride. She was plenty happy with the idea of Maddie finishing her this way as their first time in this new body, which was sensitive enough that she was already feeling like she was getting close to something, but then Maddie surprised her by pulling out of her grip and sliding off the side of the bed.
Maddie grabbed Trish’s legs and rolled her back onto her back and held her paws apart. She looked up to see Trish panting and watched her from over the swell of her chest with a look of pure admiration. She knew she didn’t had to but she’d already made the offer. There was a moment’s hesitation as her eyes met with Trish’s new equipment, a puffy, dark, rounded triangle nestled amongst all that fur and framed by the rich feathering along the back of her thighs and the bottom of her tail. She had to remind herself it was her wife, anyway, and dove in. Soft, but an unfamiliar taste for Maddie. For Trish it was a very familiar tongue that made her body react in both familiar and alien ways.
She couldn’t judge just how close she was anymore, like the whole pressure curve was different. She was a mess and was squirming and moaning Maddie’s name, but Maddie just held her legs and kept going with a well-practiced technique. Trish couldn’t help but keep thinking about how Maddie’s hands fully wrapped around both of her lower hind legs just above her paws and held her rock-steady the whole time, and how her tail must’ve been positively battering Maddie’s chest but she couldn’t help it at all.
All at once, Trish peaked and howled, and Maddie cussed and laughed. She wiped off her face but Trish was still riding the high from that, a panting mess on the bed, so it took her a minute to realize that Maddie had said “Guess you’re still a squirter!” If Trish could blush any hotter she would.
Maddie pulled herself back onto the bed.
“How was that?”
Trish grinned as she panted.
Maddie rubbed her jaw a little. “I’m out of practice,” she said.
“Do you, uh, want me to…” Trish flicked her tongue.
“Maybe,” Maddie grinned. That was definitely one of the things she’d been thinking about in the shower. “Maybe we should have an actual bite first.”