I don’t know why, but edging while fantasizing friends just feels different than doing it to porn.

It started when I was visiting a friend of mine. She was wearing these fuzzy pajamas that were loose around her waist, but tight on her ass. I kept glancing at her butt while she was washing dishes. Edging to the memory later gave me such a rush, especially as I fantasized how good it would feel to slide those pajamas down myself.

It’s gotten so bad that I even edge to the memory of when a different friend changed in front of me. I like thinking about those purple panties and how good her butt looked in them. Another time, I saw red panties in her hamper and started edging to how I imagine she looks in them.

All of this just excites me. It almost feels taboo because I’m thinking about friends.