Yesterday my (F24) bf (M27) and his friends were at our apartment and I heard two of them say they’ve been doing no nut November and complaining about how hard it was—that they were always hard and were edging themselves all day, trying to avoid looking at something that would make them go over the edge. For some reason as I heard them all talking about it I got so turned on. All these horny boys were at our apt and they were desperate. I am perfectly happy in my relationship but I couldn’t help but picture them all hard sitting just in the other room. What better time to get a little confidence boost, I thought—I took off my bra, put on a tight black tank, with spaghetti straps. The kind that normally is not too racy but without a bra and my 32DD becomes a tad sheer. And I put on skimpy silk shorts that barely covered my cheeks. I wanted to make them all so horny that they wouldn’t be able to get the picture of me bouncing into the room out of their heads.

As I walked out I could tell my nipples were hard with excitement and I came in all cheery and perky. I plopped in between the two horny boys and jumped into the convo. I could tell they were each fidgety — during the convo I would touch their shoulders and linger or grab their thighs as I laughed. I let a spaghetti strap droop and should my ample cleavage even better. As we all started to dig into a movie I decided to touch myself under a blanket pretending like I didn’t know they could tell. Every little bit I would breathe fast or let out a soft moan. I could tell they kept wanting to look over at me and see my hard tits. My bf was on the other couch and I was otherwise too quiet. But these boys could tell. I kept going moaning as I rubbed my clit. And I made sure to sit my other hand on one of the boy’s thighs (we were all under a big blanket—lower body anyway). I would subtly grab his leg a bit every few seconds. I could tell he was throbbing (and also quite big). I accidentally grazed my hand against his member when I moved my hand. I made sure to do the same to the other boy to my left.

I would let out soft moans. I grabbed my breast at one point. I knew both had too much boner brain to think clearly so I decided to text them a photo of me that I’d taken for my bf in some lingerie. When they opened my text, I slowly grabbed each of their cocks on top of their sweatpants under the blanket. They couldn’t tell I was doing it to both I don’t think. And stroked slowly. They came in about 6 or 7 slow long strokes that sped up by the end. Oops, guess they came..