"You're doing just fine, Stacy. A few more days with me and my blunt way of speaking and you'll be surprising yourself with your new way of looking upon sex and life in general. I could sense that you weren't really a prude, you know, or I wouldn't have bothered to try and help you come out of your shell. Well, it looks as if they're finally going to start fucking!"

The two women had pulled away from each other and were getting on their backs. It didn't seem to Stacy that they'd climaxed while grinding their cunts together. She wondered if Betty had ever done that, or used her mouth and tongue on another female, but she was afraid to ask. Betty might think that she was hinting that she'd like to assume what she'd read was, called the passive role in lesbianism, and she didn't want to fool around with the gay stuff. She might get hooked, as some females did, and she didn't want to take any chances on anything like that happening. Not until she'd at least had sex with a male, anyhow!

It turned out that Betty was wrong. They didn't start fucking right away. The men went down on the women, switching back and forth a couple of times, as the women fondled each other's titties. Stacy could tell that the women weren't climaxing and it looked as if the men were just kind of teasing them, getting them hot and ready for the cocks that looked bigger all the time.

Finally, the men did mount the women, the second man taking the first woman, the first man Stacy and Betty had seen getting between the other woman's parted legs. The women put their hands down and did the guiding. Both men pushed in balls deep, held there for a few seconds, then pulled their stiff shafts out until only the knobs were embedded. Both women lurched upward to capture all of the rigid rods and the men shoved all the way in again, slamming the women's asses back down upon the mattress.