Giving Girls a Try

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First Time for a Swallow Anthro

"Relax... You don't have to do anything that you don't want to, you know."

Yeah, but that was easier said than done - at least when it came to getting her brain to acknowledge that she wasn't going to be forced into doing anything. The swallow anthro, Heather, chirped faintly, a little light-headed in the summer heat, but lying down with her friend - or perhaps something more than that now - in Nadine's summer house wasn't going to help her cool off in the slightest.

That wasn't what they were there for, after all, not as Nadine sprawled back on the old bean bag lounger, huge and oversized, the black and white collie anthro with her pink tongue hanging out, as it so often was. Between her eyes was a white blaze marking, speckled with black, though Heather didn't quite understand why she couldn't take her eyes off it.

For when Nadine offered to her to see what "being with a girl was like", Heather just coming into her pansexuality while Nadine was an out and proud lesbian, Heather, well... She had had a little bit of a crush for longer than she was proud to admit. Not enough to sneak looks at Nadine, of course, when she was changing clothes or anything like that, for that would have been a crossing of boundaries and privacy, but enough that she wondered what it could be like to be with her, to go on dates and...do more.

The problem was that Heather had never been with anyone other than a guy before and, truth be told, those relationships had not gone as well as she had liked. Maybe they thought her more delicate as a bird anthro, not a predator type like a big eagle but small and lightly built, but she had not been willing to take their shit, not in the end. Some would have said that those relationships had ended messily, though she couldn't honestly have said that they were all that good to her either, never quite keeping things fair and in the bedroom... It was almost enough to turn her off sex entirely there. She had more fun getting herself off than that!

Nadine whuffed a soft bark, her black tail wagging lightly, tipped with white as if it had been dipped in paint. The collie was easy to be around, relaxing despite her penchant for being rather high energy, though they had laughed at playing with a ball in the garden, simply to tire her out, on more than one occasion. It was surprising how that worked, though a lot of anthros did lean more heavily into their species origins than they had years ago, embracing themselves as they were more openly than before.

That was a good thing, though it didn't make it any better and easier for Heather to take a step that she sorely wanted to. She didn't know how to be with a girl, to please a girl, a femfur...and she desperately wanted to.

That was where Nadine had come into play, the canine offering to help her out, just as a friend. There didn't have to be anything more between them than that, although the swallow was still shy. She had known Nadine for so long that she didn't want to do anything to spoil their friendship, even if the thought of doing something, anything, with the dog made her body warm through and her short, clawed feet curl into the ground, bare at that time. There was a want there, yes, a desire, yes, only the swallow didn't know what she was supposed to do with it.

Maybe that was something that Nadine would be able to show her, but she had to find her boldness too, her energy to go through with it. If only she could borrow a little of the collie's, at least for a little while, just temporarily, maybe she would find her courage a little easier.

Just a little.

"I know..." She said at least, breaking the silence, though the swallow tucked her beak down. "I... I want to try, just...this is embarrassing."

"It's okay to be shy, honey," the canine said, her eyes softening, tucking her tongue away as she spread her arms for her, inviting her in close as sunshine streamed in through the windows. "You don't have to worry about anything though. If you want to do something, we will. Otherwise, we can just cuddle with those pretty wings of yours."

The swallow anthro could not fly with her wing-arms, but her bright black-blue plumage could not be hidden in such bright light, stroking her feathers as if with invisible, golden fingers. There was a flash of red around her face and under her chin, brushing the very top of her chest before it slipped into an off-white, feathers ruffled where they disappeared into her long sundress.

"Come on, birdie," Nadine said, using a nickname for the swallow that still got her back up, not her favourite by any means. "Sit yourself down, everything's fine! I've got a cool book with a sorcerer to show you anyway."

Nadine smiled, patting the bean bag next to her. The collie was dressed just as lightly as the swallow, though she had gone for shorts and a crop top, her black hair kept short between her ears, almost as if her natural fur was ruffled up a little more thickly there. Sometimes she dyed it, but she had left her hair natural for the summer. That was something that the swallow wished she had too: hair. Such a simple, small thing and not something that every mammalian anthro had either, so it was not as if she was the odd one out too. But she did begrudge not being able to style her own hair when it had been so much fun to play with her weasel cousin's when she had been younger. She'd grown out of having her hair done by cousins, of course, but Heather had still wanted to comb her fingers through, fascinated by it, the softness, everything that brought another light lilt of femininity to the forefront.

But the swallow could not focus on that as she slowly closed the distance between them, feeling far too warm in her sundress. Maybe she should have worn something lighter again, though she had thought that the fabric was soft and flowy enough to waft around her legs and keep her cool. It must have been a different kind of heat and warmth seeping through her, curling deep inside her.

It was not too hard to settle down on the bean bag beside the collie, the canine with her paws back behind her head, elbows jutting out, though there was still enough space for the swallow there, plenty of room. Nadine had always made sure that there was room for Heather there, even if it meant shifting into an uncomfortable position herself. Only then did Heather realise how sweet the collie was, a softer side lurking under her usual demeanour of being light-hearted, carefree, as if nothing ever bothered her, could ever bother her.

"So..." The dog smiled, rolling to face her, Heather's hand under her face, supporting her cheek against the bean bag. "What do you want to try? Anything goes here, I'm sure I'll be able to help with anything you need."

Heather blushed and shook her head, squeezing her thighs a little more tightly together.

"Well..." She had to try, didn't she? Even if it was scary, downright terrifying. "I kinda... I didn't want to go on a date with someone and not know what to do if I went back to their place or something... I mean...what do ladies even like?"

The collie smiled easily, eyes crinkling at the corners. Against herself, Heather's heart turned over.

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Be still...

She shouldn't be thinking about her friend like that, but the heart wanted what it wanted and there was only so much that she could do about that.

"Oh, that's easy," Nadine said. "You know what you like, don't you? It's kind of like that, then you just listen to the other. Not everyone's the same, some parts are more sensitive than others. I had this really cute vixen before, we only went on a few dates, but she had the most sensitive breasts."

Nadine grinned, shooting Heather a conspirator's wink.

"She could orgasm just from me playing with them! It was crazy!"

Heather blushed, pressing a hand to either cheek, the feathers lining her wing-arms fluttering lightly.

"Oh, my, goodness," she breathed. "I... I don't think I could do that. I don't...hm. I don't even think I even know what I like either. Is that sad?"

The canine shook her head.

"Oh, no, of course not. I mean, let's not gloss over how things were for you, you didn't have the best guys. Maybe you just need to learn what you like to start with and go from there?"

Heather chuckled and rubbed her beak.

"I guess I didn't really need to ask you to help me with that then, I feel really silly now."

The dog shifted in closer and Heather was suddenly acutely aware of her breath tickling the softer, shinier feathers on the top of her head, Nadine's fingers sliding softly down her arm with a feather-light touch. Without thinking about it, the swallow shivered, but in a good way.

"I can still help you figure it out, if you like, you know," Nadine said softly, tracing patterns on the swallow's arm, carefully brushing over her feathers so that she did not ruffle any up in the wrong way. "I mean... I hate to pry, hon, but have you ever had an orgasm with a guy."

Heather squeaked, jolting but not shifting away, even if she did hide her face.

"Erm..." She didn't need to say anything for the collie to know that she had already hit the nail on the head. "Well... I... Kinda...did myself?"

"That doesn't sound like the kind of sex that you want to be having though, sweetie," Nadine said, her eyes wide and friendly, open in offer. "I can show you, if you like, just make you feel good. And it never leaves this room, I swear!"

Heather toyed with it. That was kind of what she had expected: something fun with the collie, something to show her what ladies did and how they did it. But she'd more expected being instructed in how to please the canine - being pleasured herself was not something that she had honestly considered. From Nadine, it was a tantalising thought, very tempting indeed, for she had on more than one occasion fantasied about the canine between her legs.

Maybe that was why she was so focused on the collie's hair, wondering even then how it would be to run her fingers through it, how it could feel to have a tongue between her thighs, soft and warm, stroking her folds. Admittedly, even though she'd been with guys before, that would be for the very first time, but she didn't want to say that part aloud, for she didn't want to think too badly of those that had come before. Frankly, Heather already knew what they were like and they didn't deserve to take up any more space in her head than they already had, not after so much time, all that they had done.

But a soft, dog muzzle, the tickle of canine whiskers... Her body heated up at the mere thought and it was all that the swallow could do not to trill into song, a chirp threatening to burst from her throat.

"It's okay if you don't want to," Nadine said softly, taking her hand and linking the fingers of her paw with it, though the canine had paw pads while the avian's fingers were delicate, without nails or claws, lined with tiny, silken feathers. "But this is for you, only you, you can guide everything."

Heather took a deep breath. Well, if it was just going to be between them... And she had, to be fair, spent days beforehand building herself up for it, knowing that something, even if she wasn't quite sure what, was going to happen when Nadine had made the offer to her in the first place.

"Yes..." She said, quietly, so quietly that the dog's ears had to perk up a little more to catch the whisper of her words. "I think... If you're okay with that... I'd like that..."

"Then sit back and let me take care of you," Nadine murmured, dropping a kiss on her cheek, strawberries from her earlier snack wafting faintly around her muzzle. "I won't even take your dress off if you don't want, you might be more comfortable like that."

The bird nodded rapidly. Oh, that sounded like it would help, if only a little, though she was grateful that her blush would never show through her feathers.

"Yeah, I'd like that... My..." Oh, why was it so hard to get the words out? "My underwear... I guess...that can come off?"

Nadine smiled warmly.

"All in good time. Don't worry, I'm good at this. And you can tell me if you're ever uncomfortable at any time, of course, but try to tell me if something feels good for you. It's all for you, sweetie."

She'd never heard the canine be so gentle with anyone and had expected another note from her, though Heather liked what she saw very much. It did her crush on the canine no good at all, but they were friends and there were few friends in the world that would go to the end of the earth and beyond for anyone. She was lucky to have Nadine, though she stiffened as the canine nuzzled her neck, bringing a prickling rise of sensation to the spot where her feathers were the thinnest, over the pulse in her throat.

"Relax..."

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