You talk to Ashley for a bit about your worries

For a moment, the bedroom's entirely silent. You, with Ashley's hand on your dick, just stare. Ashley, even if her hand is still working your shaft, is completely silent as she enjoys her post-orgasm glow. And Hannah...

Her ass is in the air, her face near the bed, like a cat about to pounce. Still, although she looks like she'd love nothing more than to do to you what she did to her girlfriend, she doesn't actually move toward you. You get the feeling she's waiting for you to actually ask before she does anything.

Eventually, Ashley speaks. "You see? We'll do what you want, what you ask for. We want what's best for you, and that really does mean anything at all you want."

"Yeah, I see", you say, but it comes out as weak, uncertain, despite yourself. Even with their lesbian performance, even with her hand on your dick, this still feels weird.

You remove her hand from your crotch, and she looks disappointed for a moment before going back to her previous small smile. "Is it really that weird to believe the obvious? Or is it - is something else the matter?"

You breathe out, and think that question over. Really think it over, being honest with yourself as much as possible, examining yourself and questioning what's really going on. "I'm nervous. I'm anxious. This is different than what we were before, and even though I like you, change is scary. You understand that when I say I have a crush on you, I mean I liked you because you were my friend, right? Because we were - we are - close. You're one of a few people on Earth I really feel entirely positive things for. And so I fantasized about you, and worried about fantasizing about you, and hyped you up in my fantasies so that you couldn't possibly live up to it."

"And now you're scared, because I'm telling you you can have everything you fantasized about, and you're not prepared for it", Ashley says. "I understand. Maybe what you need", with an odd emphasis on need, "Isn't me pleasing you sexually, but Hannah." The other girl perks up at that, like a dog that's just had its name called. "Do you want that, John? Just what we're doing now, lying next to each other and talking, but with her riding your dick?" She turns toward you - and on her side like that, naked and staring at you with her full attention, it feels like the two of you are more intimate than if she'd been sucking you off directly. "We won't make you, if you're scared. We won't **** you to do things with us if you don't want to. If you want to leave, if you think this is too much, you can leave right now and we'll never bring this up again. But this is a serious offer, and it'll be open forever, and if you need a girl riding you then you'll have one."

You bite your lip nervously, looking down at Hannah as she stares at you, and then you nod. She grins widely as she strips off her last few bits of clothing, and then slowly, carefully, she straddles you and prepares to ride.