She wants to masturbate on her own but allows you to be with her.

"I prefer to deal with this alone. Please don't think badly of me, I trust you and I'm really glad you accept me despite my condition, but I still don't feel ready to have an action with you where you touch my dick." Rachel said

"I understand. We don't need to be in a hurry, you'll loosen up with time. I'll be downstairs waiting for you to finish your business." You said and got up to leave the room

"Wait one moment. I...if it's not too much of a stretch, could you stay with me while I'm...relieving myself?" Rachel said

"No problem." you said and went back to sit on the bed

Rachel dropped her pants, clearly apprehensive. You could tell that consciously she trusted you and wanted to let go, but unconsciously a senseless fear existed within her and she was facing it, and just the fact that she was letting you see her like that could be considered a victory. She then sits down next to you and starts timidly stroking her cock, looking at you sideways but not looking at you, as she does so, looking embarrassed.

You decided to take action to help Rachel with her nervousness. You weren't sure if she would react well or think it was too soon to get to that, yet you put your arm around her back, putting a hand on her shoulder and pulling her closer.

At first, Rachel looked taken aback, but then she seemed to relax and accept your affection, leaning her body against yours and laying her head on your shoulder.

You and Rachel spent your cuddle time together. You still think it's weird that the woman you like has a bigger dick than yours and she is hard and jerking off while you're hugging her. Tears were still running down her cheeks, which you believed to be the result of the conflict of positive and negative feelings inside her, and you thought you saw these tears as a representation of the barrier Rachel had created towards other people melting away.

Watching Rachel jerk off, you just thought everything about her was feminine. Her features and body shape, the size of her hands, arms, legs, feet, her height, seemingly natural looking breasts. The way she moved and even the way she held her own cock was very feminine.

Your attention then focused on Rachel's dick, which you could now see in more detail now that you were calmer and the room was well lit. You noticed that despite the size, even though it was rock hard, it didn't have all those visible veins, being practically smooth. The same went for her balls, with her sack having smooth skin that fitted perfectly around her testicles, not to mention there wasn't a single hair on it. With that, even her dick you saw as being feminine.

Rachel then turned her face and stared at you deeply, she realized that you were staring at her dick.

"You are disgusted to see my dick aren't you?" Rachel asked

"I'm not. It's just that I'm still not used to the idea of ​​a cock that big being between the legs of a woman as beautiful as you. Don't worry, I stand by everything I said and will do whatever you want to prove I didn't lie." you said, realizing that your own dick was hard inside your pants, but thought better of ignoring it this time. You felt that if you tried to do anything at this point it would break the mood and send the wrong message of your intentions towards Rachel.

Rachel smiled through her tears and, closing her eyes, she leaned forward and kissed you, which you kissed back. During the kiss you realized that she came, even so she didn't break the kiss and neither did you, which you thought was the best thing to do at the moment.

When Rachel ended the kiss, she thanked you for being so thoughtful and understanding with her, expressing how important this was to her and saying that she didn't know how to put into words the happiness she was feeling. She then apologized for not fully letting go with you yet, asking for time for all her emotions to settle.

You made it clear that you didn't want her to be in a hurry and that you would wait as long as necessary.

You stayed there together for a while longer until Rachel got up saying she needed to take a shower, mainly to wash her cum that had dried on her thighs, and went to the bathroom as you saw her naked ass wiggling as she walked away.

You also got up and, seeing the time as it was, went down to the kitchen to start preparing lunch.