I Can't Help It/That underwear's fine. Who doesn't like hanging out at home like that?

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Underwear was fine, right? It's not like she was naked, the others could hang out in their's too. She'd heard of friends doing this in college, just hanging out like it was nothing. They were friends anyway, not like it was bad... Right? So, shutting the wardrobe and skipping into the living room, she sat down and switched on the TV, waiting for her pals. It wasn't long before they arrived. Hannah wandered over to the door and greeted them all with a smile. Alex, upon seeing her in her underwear, was clearly uncomfortable but accepted it. Kyle was more pleased, enjoying the sight and complimenting her body. Dalton preferred it most, though, making a sexual comment, his eyes practically glued to her cloth covered cunt the entire time. As they entered, she declared that they had plenty of hours before anyone was to return home, so insisted they all strip down and enjoy hanging around as dressed down as she was. Shutting the front door, she sat herself on one of the two twin seater sofas present. Dalton was unclothed first, in a white shirt and black boxers, and sat beside her, eyes scanning her near nude body the entire time. Kyle was second, stripped down to just some blue boxers, sitting on the opposite sofa. Alex was last, somewhat shy, his plump belly covered by a black shirt and his crotch in red boxers. The four casually chatted and watched trash TV, the day actually going some what normally regardless of clothing, and with the exception of Dalton's gaze, nothing beyond friendly happened. Things were, she thought, running pretty damn well.

Only then her eyes began to wander. First to Kyle. From where she was sat, she could see right up his boxer's leg, his soft six inch resting there, bringing back memories of it pumping into her mouth. Her cunt ached to the thought, her sight moving over to Alex. He had a reasonable bulge in his boxers, probably another six incher. She couldn't see it, but fuck she wished she could. She was getting wet, and fuck it all if she didn't want to get off now. Finally, Dalton came into her view. As he was sitting at an angle, she could see his five inch dick on show too... Only, she also discovered he was sitting at an angle to cover up his current acts. One hand down his boxers, he was jerking himself slowly, letting her watch. His eyes locked with her's, a smirk all she needed to know he knew she was watching. And that dirty thrill just made her need to touch herself more.

Crossing her legs tightly, she couldn't help but crave sex. She needed something, a tongue, fingers, even a fat cock sliding into her. But her friends where there, she couldn't just touch herself, could she? Or maybe she could let them have her, two of them were her exes after all... But should she? Would she? Mind clouding with lust, she didn't see her urge going away!

State
Well-Being 100/100 Items:

Pink Tank Top and Panties

Gender Female
Lust 40/100
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