Have a little fun too.*

In for a penny in for a pound, you think. You're already aroused, and knowing how excited these boys were getting just because of how you looked... Maybe you could finish as well, and even give them a little show. They didn't say you couldn't. Would they really deny something like that?

You hesitate, but slowly move your fingers to touch the lips between your legs. As you start to glide them up and down, you see Oliver's eyes widen in surprise. You grin, moving them more quickly, losing yourself in the pleasure you're giving your own body. You look to the sides, eyeing the cocks being stroked, and you move even faster, finding your sensitive spot. Your other hand wanders up to your chest, twisting your nipple in the way you like the most.

As soon as you do this, the boy they called Garret immediately ejaculates, covering your chest with a sticky substance. It seems like he couldn't handle the show you were giving. His stroking comes to stop, and he falls back on a nearby chair, panting. The other two seem absolutely flustered. Finally, Oliver isn't talking.

You massage your body more, for both them and yourself. It feels amazing. The fact that so many eyes are on you fills you with a shameful pleasure--one you don't want to admit is there, but it is, burning within your body.

Your moaning becomes loud and fast, proving to be too much for both Oliver and Matthew. You arch your back, twisting your legs, nearly orgasming, and the two boys explode. They cover your legs and stomach, unable to hold on for a moment longer.

This feeling pushes you over, filling your loins with an intense orgasm. You bounce up and down on the best as your body tenses. You see as the two boys stumble back, struggling to find purchase as to not fall due to their weakened knees. But you remain there on the bed, panting and relaxing with a much deserved climax.

A long awkward silence follows. You hear, "You can use my shower," through Oliver's sighs. You nod, and pull yourself up, not without difficulty. Your body is covered in the three boys' cum. Quickly, you wobble through the home to find his bathroom, stepping right away inside and turning on the water.

The hot water covers your body. Did that all just happen? You can't believe what you did. What if people found out this happened?

Eventually you leave the bathroom wearing just a towel, looking for your way back to the bedroom. But standing out of it are the three boys, two of which are sliding on their shoes, perhaps readying to leave.

"You're a cool girl, you know that?" Oliver says. "You can get dressed in there. I even included a little present. A reward for how amazing that was... You know. It's no big deal."

You perk a brow, stepping inside the room and closing the door behind you. On the bed rests your belongings: skirt, shirt, shoes, socks, and bag. Sadly, your bra was still missing of course, but you see a black thong sitting on top of the rest. You first feel frustrated, but realise it would be something to wear under your skirt at least. You put it all on. Surprisingly, the thong fits well, and it thankfully doesn't pull too deep between your legs like a certain earlier pair.

You walk back around and his friends are already gone.

"Come again any time," Oliver says with a grin.

You ignore him and exit, walking quickly to get away as fast as you can. You feel less exposed with the new underwear, but if one of your friends were to see you'd wear something like that under a skirt... That would still be pretty embarrassing.