Kweli led Taylor deeper into the clearing, stopping at a vast lake surrounded by shady trees. Shi turned to face hir apprentice. "Before we begin, could you please tell me how attuned your spirit senses are right now, Taylor?"
Taylor thought about it. "Hmm, my high from smoking with Marley's worn off, but I had sex with a vampire girl before bed and caught some more glimpses of spirit animals." Taylor looked around, concentrating. Shi saw numerous shadowy outlines of animals gathered around the watering hole. They looked a little clearer than hir previous glimpses, probably because Taylor was seeing them in their own realm. Shi could make out the phantasmal shapes of lions, zebras, gazelles, wildebeest, elephants, ostriches, Cape buffalo, giraffes, impalas, cheetahs, African wild dogs, warthogs, and hyenas. "I can still kinda make out their ghostly shapes when I look directly at them. So, does sex heighten our spirit awareness like cannabis does?"
"It does indeed," Kweli nodded. "In fact, it's preferable to drug use in most circumstances. It takes more concentration to use to its full potential, but its effects can be more intense and your mind doesn't have to worry about communing with a spirit while intoxicated. Of course, there are some rituals that require you to take drugs. For instance, a dream quest requires the quester to consume peyote. In general, however, orgasm is the best method to awaken your mind to a higher consciousness."
Taylor smiled lewdly. "I can live with that."
"It's good that you orgasmed immediately before joining me here," said Kweli, "but it seems you do not yet know how to fully tap into the transcendent power of your pleasure. Otherwise, you'd be seeing fully present spirits rather than ghostly outlines. I should teach you. Please, lie down. I promise you, this will be a very enjoyable lesson."
Taylor eagerly nodded and knelt on hir hands and knees in the tall grass, lifting hir tail and flaunting hir fastly engorging pussy to Shaman Kweli. Kweli rested hir clawed hands on Taylor's toned ass and aimed hir hardening cock at the apprentice shaman's vagina. Shi then plunged it in, causing Taylor to gasp with arousal as the mighty dick pushed against hir walls. It was probably the largest dick shi'd ever taken!
"Now," Kweli instructed, "I want you to focus on the pleasure you're feeling. Shut out anything else trying to enter your brain and let it instead fill with this awe-inspiring ecstasy. Meditate on it. Become it."
Taylor attempted this meditation as Kweli thrust hir cock back and forth inside of hir. Shi forced out all sensory information. Shi closed hir eyes. Shi blocked out the feel of the grass on hir hands and knees, the feel of Kweli's hands on hir furry asscheeks, and even the sound of Kweli's grunts as shi pistoned. For now, the only real thing in the universe was the burning bliss building in hir loins. Taylor focused on that bliss, letting it flood into hir mind. Shi meditated it and the surreal visions it was filling hir mind with.
As Kweli rammed hir meaty cock in Taylor's tight pussy, the elder shaman reached under Taylor and grabbed the apprentice's own rock-hard dick, stroking it to further heights of sublime arousal. "How are you doing, Taylor? Are you letting the bliss guide your thoughts?"
Taylor heard Kweli's distant voice echoing in the back of hir head, which was swimming with esoteric visions of all description. Shi struggled to find the words to answer. It was growing hard to remember how to vocalize in English. "Y-yes... Shaman... Kweli. It's... hard to... tell... where... they... end... and I... begin."
"That means it's working," Kweli said, hir massive thigh muscles bulging as shi continued to thrust hir cock back and forth. Through hir soul bond, Kweli could tell that Taylor was getting close to hir climax. "Keep meditating on the building ecstasy, Taylor. We're getting to the important part now."
Taylor barely heard Kweli. All shi knew was that every fiber of hir being was exploding with indescribable euphoria. Taylor was vaguely aware of hir cock spraying buckets of cum as Kweli's own dong pumped its own seed into hir pussy, but shi didn't really care where this orgasmic rapture filling hir soul came from, only that shi was experiencing it. Hir mind swam with numerous mystical visions, but the most vivid one was the Moon descending towards hir before taking the shape of an impossibly beautiful werehyena and kissing Taylor's forehead. Taylor was sure this had to be Lady Moon Herself.
Panting with exhaustion, Kweli slowly pulled hir softening cock out of Taylor's cum-leaking cunt. "Well, Taylor," the shaman smiled, "you just had your first mystical orgasm. How do you feel?"
Taylor blinked as hir consciousness slowly woke up to its immediate surroundings. "Dizzy. And spiritual."
Kweli chuckled. "I expected as much. Why don't you have a look around the dreamworld, Taylor?"
Taylor looked up and looked around the watering hole. The spirit animals looked different now. Rather than shadowy or ghostly, they looked completely solid, as real and tangible as any flesh-and-blood animal.
"I can see the spirits," Taylor said in awe. "I mean, I can really see them! They're just as clear to me as you are, Shaman Kweli!"
"Perfect," Kweli said. "This will fade in time, but you can reawaken your senses by meditating on Lady Moon's sacred mysteries, accompanied by mystic sex or even drug use as required. Just always be aware of the risks of the latter. When I was your age, I tended to over-indulge on cannabis and even opium during rituals. I made some major adjustments to my ritual habits after getting possessed by a rather aggressive mountain spirit. I don't know what might've happened to me if Mother hadn't been there to exorcise the malevolent spirit from me." Kweli gestured to the spirit of Jina, who was resting under a large umbrella thorn acacia tree.
"That's your mother?" Taylor asked.
"Yes," Kweli smiled. "That is the spirit of my mother and the Fort Hyde pack's previous shaman, Jina Mchawi." Jina waved amiably at Taylor and Kweli. "Shi came from the Summerland to bring me to you with the help of my spirit guides. You can speak with hir if you like."
Taylor approached Jina. "Hi, Shaman Jina. I'm Taylor Wagner, your daughter's apprentice. It's an honor to meet you. Could you tell me what the Summerland's like? I need to know if I'm going to be my pack's spiritual teacher."
"Nice to meet you, Taylor," Jina said in a thickly African-accented voice. "The Summerland is a paradise. Once I entered it, the pain of the werelion attack that killed me vanished, and I knew that I would never be hurt or sick again. The whole place is a massive domain of werebeast-filled forests, grasslands, deserts, jungles, mountains, and swamps under a constant canopy of stars. In the center of that eternal night sky is a moon nearer and brighter than its manifestation in the mortal world, and there Lady Moon keeps Her palace, attended to by Her most favored faeries. Down on the ground, game is always plentiful and festivals are frequent. Below the ground is a network of caverns where those vampires who have met True Death go, free from the scourge of sunlight forever."
"That'd be cool to explore," said Taylor.
"Be careful not to get lost in the caverns," Jina cautioned. "There are portals to Hell down there. Remember that demons are also creatures of Lady Night and Her consort Lady Moon, and their princes are sometimes summoned by Lady Moon to hold conference. The demons themselves aren't all bad, but stumbling into Hell is never fun. When in doubt over where to go in the caverns, ask a local vampire soul for directions."
"Do souls stay in the Summerland forever?" asked Taylor.
"Potentially yes," said Jina, "though some souls eventually choose to reincarnate. Werebeasts often do to be able to serve their living packmates once again, but vampires almost never reincarnate."
"Why?" asked Taylor.
"Because they'd be reborn as humans," answered Jina, "or dhampirs at best. Nobody is born a vampire. You can only be adopted into a clan's lineage, and a vampire can't guarantee they'd find another vampire to turn them in the next life."
"Speaking of regular humans," asked Taylor, "do any of them go to the Summerland when they die?"
"Witches," said Jina, "as well as ordinary humans who follow religions inspired by Mother Night and Lady Moon, such as Wicca. Christians, Muslims, Buddhists, Jewish people, and followers of similar religions go to Heaven, where Lady Sun governs in Her consort Father Day's name. Truly wicked people of any species or religion are thrown into Hell, where the demons are tasked with knocking some painful sense into them before they reincarnate to have another shot at pleasing the divine."
"Thanks for all the afterlife info," said Taylor. "Now I should be getting back to Kweli. Shi's going to teach me how to contact the spirits of nature."
Jina smiled as shi waved goodbye to Taylor. "You're in good hands with my daughter, Taylor. Happy learning!"
Taylor sprinted back to Kweli. "I'm back. That was super interesting. Not counting vampires, that's my very first conversation with a dead person."
"And not your last," said Kweli. "But that's many lessons off. Tonight, we call upon the spirits of nature. Now that you can see them, we may continue on the the meat of the lesson."