Cautiously

Trixie let her hand rest on Josie's stiffening shaft, speaking softly.

"Is this common where you come from? Or is this why you haven't found... the right person?"

Josie found herself unable to speak, looking down at Trixie's hand between her legs. She drew a shuddering breath.

"No. I mean, yes, this is why, and it's not... common."

She felt a glimmering hope.

"Is it.. here? Common?"

Trixie shooke her head sadly.

"No, it's not. I've never heard of it before."

Josie's heart sank and she started to get up, she didn't know where she was going; she just couldn't take more pity or rejection.

But Trixie pulled her back down.

"No, don't go! This isn't a bad thing. Nobody here will avoid you because you're... like this. Quite the opposite, I think."

Josie sank back down, still intensely aware of the small hand on her halfway hard shaft.

"I mean... You're gorgeous, and you have what seems to be a pretty massive cock? That's something a lot of girls will be into. A fair few guys too, I should think."

Josie glanced at her.

"R-really? You're not just saying that?"

Trixie shook her head with a small smile.

"The only reason I'm not already all over you is that this is clearly difficult for you and I didn't want to freak you out. Here, feel."

Trixie took Josie's hand and brought it in between her own legs, her shorts so tiny she didn't even need to push them aside for the taller girl to feel the wetness there. Trixie's pussy was sopping wet, showing her arousal.

"So you, uh, still want to..."

"Fuck you? Hell yes!"

Trixie rose to her knees beside Josie on the couch, took the prudeworlder's face between her hands, and kissed her on the lips, Josie's fingers still between her legs.