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Diana was grateful to get out of the house; Mom was nagging her to do dishes and she was tired of coming up with excuses. After all, for this eighteen-year-old girl, there was too much life to be experiencing to deal with stupid chores. So when her classmate Tom invited her over to watch a movie, she said yes, and immediately ran into the bathroom to check if she was presentable.

Her shoulder-length brown hair was straight and flowed beautifully down. Diana's C-cup breasts were nice, perky, and contained well in her purple sweater. Her jeans were a bit too tight, but that was the point, that showed off her cute tight butt. It wasn't large, but it was nicely pear-shaped, and curved in the right places. After checking her makeup, she wondered why she was bothering. She wasn't particularly attracted to Tom, but she had appearances to maintain. After all, if she wasn't somewhat attractive to the boys at her school, she wouldn't be able to maintain her mid-level popularity.

That popularity had gotten a boost after dating Zach, the popular running back on the football team, and then Diana got a boost later from Zach's rather average sized dick. She was suddenly awakened to the world of sex, but soon after he popped her cherry, he left her for the next piece of ass sniffing at his crotch.

But that did mean she was getting hungry for some cock.

Maybe if Tom acted right...

Tom had a striking figure for his age. At eighteen, he carried an air of youthful energy, a palpable vibrancy that hinted at his active lifestyle. He was classically handsome, framed by a face that was pale, almost porcelain-like, in complexion. Scattered across the bridge of his nose and dusting his cheekbones were a smattering of freckles, like tiny sun-kissed constellations, adding a touch of boyish charm and individuality to his features. He was not conventionally muscular, but there was a visible tone and definition to his physique, someone who was comfortable in their body. Complementing his physical attributes were a pair of wide, expressive brown eyes, offering glimpses into the thoughts and emotions swirling beneath the surface. And atop his head, a tousled mess of brown hair completing the picture.

Despite her admiration for him, she had to remind herself,

It's just a movie, Diana

. Then after a quick check of her makeup, and adding a little eyeliner to emphasize her blue eyes, she got out of the bathroom and went over to Tom's house.

Diana didn't expect that Tom would have his friend Nick over.

Well, there goes my chance to make out with him,

she thought.

.

Nick wasn't bad-looking either, although a little nerdy. Nick, at nineteen, was a study in contrasts, a blend of youthful awkwardness and surprising charm. His thin frame spoke of a boy yet to fully grow into himself, all lanky limbs and slightly stooped shoulders. Unlike Tom's classic good looks, Nick possessed a different kind of appeal, more subtle and perhaps even more intriguing. His blond hair, often unruly and falling across his forehead, gave him a perpetually boyish look. It wasn't the styled, perfectly tousled blond of a popular kid, but rather a natural, sun-kissed shade that hinted at long days spent outdoors. He wore wire-rimmed glasses that, far from detracting from his appearance, added a touch of endearing nerdiness. They magnified his hazel eyes slightly on his pale skin, revealing a depth of intelligence and a hint of mischief that Diana found surprisingly captivating.

Despite his nerdy exterior, there was something about Nick that Diana found undeniably attractive. It wasn't the immediate, surface-level attraction, but a vulnerability about him that she found strangely compelling, a sense that he might need her in a way that the other boys didn't. And that, she realized, was a very powerful lure.

They were very friendly to her, got her chips and soda, and they sat down to watch the movie. The movie was... boring. She felt her eyelids getting heavier, and heavier, until finally she was completely out.

She stirred as she felt a hand cupping her breast. Diana felt a shock go through her, but she was cautious, only opening her eyes a crack. Sure enough, Tom was leaning over her, his brown hair hanging over his wide brown eyes as he took in the joy of her left boob.

Wow

, she thought,

I didn't expect him to be so forward.

Tom looked over at Nick and whispered, "She's out--go ahead!"

The idea of two guys at once was a new experience... one she wanted to try. Her body ached with excitement.

But Nick was shy, so Diana pretended to be asleep while Nick's hand slowly approached and then lightly brushed against her bra. Both of them were obviously virgins, so she didn't want to scare them off. Instead, she slowly moved her hands towards their crotches.

When she made contact, the boys froze, and Diana enjoyed the feeling of their hard cocks against her hands. "Don't stop now, guys," she said dreamily, slowly opening her eyes.

Diana's sleepy blue eyes fluttered open, a mischievous glint sparking within them as she met the gaze of two flustered teenage boys. Tom's freckled face was flushed crimson, and Nick's acne-scarred cheeks were just as bright. She let her hands linger on the evidence of their excitement, a slow, deliberate caress that made both boys gasp.

"Don't stop now, guys," she repeated, her voice a low purr. She sat up slowly, stretching languidly like a cat, letting her purple sweater ride up just enough to reveal a sliver of her toned midriff. "I was having such a nice dream."

Tom, emboldened by her encouragement, reached out again, this time his touch more confident. His hand cupped her breast through the fabric of her sweater, and Diana let out a soft sigh. Nick, still hesitant, watched with wide eyes before his own hand followed suit, gently resting on her other breast.

Diana leaned into their touches. "I think we can do better than this, don't you?" She reached down and unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them down her legs with a slow, deliberate movement. Underneath, she wore a pair of lacy black panties that accentuated the curves of her hips.

Tom's breath hitched, and Nick's jaw dropped slightly. Diana grinned, enjoying their reactions. She stood up, pulled her sweater off and let it fall to the floor, revealing a lacy black bra that matched her panties. Her C-cup breasts strained against the fabric, and she could see the boys' eyes fixated on them.

"Come on," she teased, extending a hand to each of them. "Let's have some fun." She walked back to the couch, where they sat down together, a tangle of limbs and hushed whispers. Diana took charge, guiding their hands, showing them what she liked. She reveled in the way they trembled at her touch, the eager way they responded to her every suggestion.

The air crackled with a mixture of nervous energy and raw desire. Tom's hands explored her back, his fingers tracing the line of her spine, while Nick's hesitant touches became bolder, more confident. Diana moaned softly, arching her back and pressing herself closer to them.

The movie had long been forgotten. The only sound in the room was the rustling of clothes, the soft gasps and moans, and the rhythmic beating of hearts racing with anticipation. Diana was in control, orchestrating their moves, teaching them the language of pleasure. She felt a thrill at their eagerness, at the way they looked at her with a mixture of awe and desire.

Diana's eyes gleamed with playful mischief as she shifted her attention. With a soft, teasing laugh, she leaned towards Tom, reached into his pants, and started stroking his rock-hard cock.. Tom's breath hitched, and a low groan escaped his lips. The room was thick with anticipation as she continued, her rhythm growing more confident.

Simultaneously, Diana reached out, her fingers brushing against Nick's arm. She gave him a knowing look, and with a silent understanding, he moved closer. She reached into Nick's pants as well, pleased with the wider girth that she found there. She alternated the rhythm between her two men, and both her caught in the ancient dance as they were frozen in ecstasy. Tom's pleasure built quickly, and a gasp escaped his lips as he reached his peak. The moment stretched, thick with shared intimacy, and Nick wasn't far behind. He groaned with delight as he came with equal force to his friend.

As the intensity subsided, Diana, ever the orchestrator, shifted again.Taking her wet hands out of their pants, she smirked and said, "It's my turn now." Reaching out to Tom, she motioned to her panties. His touch was hesitant at first, but with Diana's encouragement, he grew bolder. She reached out to Nick and kissed him deeply. Nick wasn't sure how to kiss, and Tom didn't know how to stroke her, so she had to pause and show them what she wanted. Properly educated, they both worked on her. Like the boys, Diana wasn't going to last long, and soon she arched her back, a soft moan escaping her lips as she came.

With a wink, she signaled to the boys, and the positions were reversed. Nick now took Tom's place, and Tom moved to where Nick had been. The dance of exploration continued, fueled by curiosity and burgeoning desire. She lasted a little longer, but she wanted more than to just be fingered. When her hands flicking over Nick's pants, she could tell that the boys wanted more as well, having recovered from her handjob.

Once she came again, Diana caught her breath, then reached behind her and undid her bra. The sweat cooled quickly as soon as her tits were free, her nipples perking up in the chilly air. "I want you," she said as she took in a surprised breath. She looked at the two of them. "I want you both."

She sat up and reached for Tom's pants. He looked scared at first, but considering they already knew each other, he didn't resist when she pulled them down. His nice long cock saluted her as she freed them. "There you are," Diana smiled and gave the hard member a short kiss; Tom groaned unconsciously. She reached further towards her pants and pulled out a couple condoms from her pocket. "It's time we got you dressed."

"What?" Tom asked.

"You don't get inside me without a raincoat," she winked, and with a little struggle, managed to roll it down on Tom's long, hard cock. Diana then rolled over onto her knees and pulled down Nick's pants; she was even happier with what she saw there. "But I won't make you wait," she sighed, and took his member into her mouth.

"Holy shit!" Nick exclaimed, as if he couldn't believe his luck. Holding onto his firm ass, Diana kept taking him into her mouth, warm and inviting, and he moaned with delight. After a minute of pleasing him, she paused and looked back at Tom. "What are you waiting for?" she winked.

She guided Tom towards her, and with a little maneuvering, he slid inside her. Diana moaned softly, arching her back as she felt him fill her up. At the same time, she reached for Nick and pulled him closer, taking his length into her mouth. The room was filled with a symphony of moans and gasps as the three of them found their rhythm. Diana expertly alternated between the two boys, savoring the feeling of Tom deep inside her while she pleasured Nick with her mouth. She reveled in the intensity of the moment, the shared intimacy, and the raw, unbridled desire that pulsed through the air.

Tom moved steadily, his thrusts becoming more confident as he lost himself in the pleasure. Nick's moans grew louder, his body trembling as he reached his peak. Diana, caught up in the moment, felt herself teetering on the edge as well. With a final push from Tom, his cock pulsed with his own orgasm, which finally rocked her own body. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came. Diana pulled away from Nick, right as his own orgasm left a fountain of cum all over her face.

They all collapsed on the couch, recovering from the ecstasy of the moment. Nick leaned over to kiss her, but stopped when he saw all of his seed over her lips. She smirked, reached for Nick's shirt, and wiped her face. Then she leaned closer and claimed her kiss.

It took a lot longer to recover, but none of them had words, after the session they had had so far. The first words that the blond haired Nick managed to say was, "Is it my turn now?"

Having already cum three times, Diana was satisfied, but when would this opportunity come again? Lazily, she rolled onto her belly and pulled out a second condom out of her pocket. "Sure," she said. Slowly rolling back towards Nick, she could see his erection growing stronger by the moment. Having already practiced, putting on the second condom was much easier.

Finding the strength to kneel was difficult, so she simply laid down on her back and reached for Tom's long member. His eyebrows went up. "Oh wow," he managed before she took his dick into her mouth upside down. Nick needed no prompting. The air in the room crackled with a palpable tension as Tom's low, guttural moan vibrated through the space. Diana's head bobbed with a practiced rhythm, her mouth a warm, wet haven as it expertly worked its magic on him. Simultaneously, Nick's thrusts grew increasingly forceful, each one a deliberate, driving motion that echoed the growing intensity of the moment. Her back arched instinctively, a graceful curve that spoke volumes of the pleasure she was experiencing. The contrasting sensations warred within her, a thrilling dichotomy of fullness and suction, Nick filling her with a potent heat while Tom's presence in her mouth added another layer of exquisite pressure.

The sounds in the room began to escalate, a building symphony of gasps and moans that reverberated off the walls. Her mind appreciated the fact that Tom's parents weren't in the house, otherwise they would have drawn everyone in the house towards their noise.. Each breath was ragged, each sound a testament to the raw, unbridled desire that hung heavy in the air. They pushed each other closer and closer to the precipice of release, a collective pursuit of ecstasy that bound them together in that heated moment. Diana's hands, desperate and seeking purchase, gripped Tom's thighs with surprising strength, pulling him nearer, as if she could somehow absorb even more of his essence. At the same time, Nick's rhythm intensified, his movements growing more frantic, more urgent. She could feel herself approaching another climax, a wave of overwhelming sensation building within her core. The combined experiences, the simultaneous pleasure from two men, threatened to shatter her senses, sending her spiraling into a vortex of pure, unadulterated bliss. It was a moment of raw, visceral connection, where boundaries blurred and the pursuit of pleasure reigned supreme.

As she came again, this time, Nick was the next to nut, collapsing quickly off to the side on the couch. Then Tom finally came, and Diana was so hot, she swallowed his seed greedily. Tom simply fell back onto his side of the couch. She was so tired that she fell asleep.

She woke up from her nap when she noticed that Tom's hot sweaty body disappeared, leaving her chilly again. Diana opened her eyes to see Nick managing to stagger his way to the bathroom. As she could hear his massive stream unleash in the nearby room, Tom appeared, still naked, but carrying a couple of sodas cold from the fridge. "Looks like you need this," he smiled, handing one of the colas to her.

"I do," she purred, and quickly opened the cold drink, and poured it down her throat.

"That... was amazing," Tom nodded as between sips.

"You were pretty amazing too," Diana agreed when Nick walked back into the room again. Tom tossed the remaining soda to his friend, who eagerly drank it.

After several gulps, Nick said, "What? Are we done?"

She looked down at his dick and saw it starting to get hard again. Diana smiled widely and said, "We don't have to be."

"Good," Tom sat up, "but I get to fuck her this time."

"Aw, come on."

"Hey, you had your turn."

"That means you get her twice..."

"Boys," Diana chastened, "you can

both

have me twice."

"I want to," Nick admitted sheepishly, "but I'm not sure I can."

"You've got nothing to be ashamed of," she smiled. "Why don't I ride Tom first and then when he's done, I can ride you?"

"I don't want to wait that long!" Nick whined. Then he had a thought, but looked to the side, embarrassed. "What if I take you in the ass?"

Diana's eyebrows went up. "You wanna fuck me in the ass while I ride Tom?"

"Why not?"

She opened her mouth to object, but she had never tried it before, so she really didn't know what it was like. Finally she shrugged and said, "Why not?"

Nick smiled wider. Diana was out of condoms; she hadn't expected to take on two gentlemen today. So she just said, "Be careful, Tom. You need to pull out before you cum."

Tom nodded, already hard from the thoughts being discussed, and Diana straddled him pulling him inside her. In the dim light of the room, anticipation hung thick in the air. Nick, eyes locked on Diana, shifted behind her. His excitement radiated off him, a palpable energy that filled the space between them. Diana, already straddling Tom, turned slightly, her breath catching in her throat as Nick approached. The moment he breached her with his entrance, a sharp, intense sensation bloomed. A wave of contrasting feelings washed over her--pleasure mingled with a sudden, piercing discomfort. It was unlike anything she had experienced before, a duality that sent shivers down her spine.

Tom, ever attuned to her, felt the shift in her body. His own pace, previously a steady rhythm, slowed. His movements became more measured, each thrust careful and considerate, as if trying to soothe the unexpected intensity. In contrast, Nick was driven by a raw, untamed energy. He moved with a relentless rhythm, his thrusts deep and fast, pushing her further into the strange, exhilarating territory of simultaneous pleasure and pain.

Diana's breaths turned ragged, a series of gasps escaping her lips. Her body felt like a battleground of sensations. Tom's gentle rocking provided a grounding familiarity, while Nick's fierce drive sent tremors through her core. The stretched, full feeling within her was at odds with the deep, persistent pressure from behind. It was an overwhelming mix that pushed her senses to their limits. Nick's movements intensified, his breaths coming in short, hot bursts against her ear. The anticipation building within him reached a fever pitch, and with a sudden shudder, his thrusts became shallow and rapid as he reached his release.

Not long after, Tom followed. His orgasm was a slow, enveloping release that filled her completely, a warm tide washing over her. Yet, in the wake of their climaxes, Diana found herself stranded on the precipice. The combined onslaught of sensations had brought her incredibly close, but the lingering tension remained. As Tom gently withdrew and Nick's weight shifted off her, a sense of unfinished business lingered in the air. With a quiet sigh, she reached down. Her fingers found the familiar heat and moisture, and with a few rhythmic strokes, a soft moan escaped her lips. Finally, the wave crashed over her, a release that was both cathartic and desperately needed--a sweet, welcome relief after the intense, multifaceted storm that had just passed.

It took a lot longer to recover. After another short nap, Diana struggled to get to her feet, and started putting her clothes back on. The two boys, still dazed from their own experience, looked up at her with awe. Tom asked, "You want to come over tomorrow?"

Pulling her sweater down, Diana smirked. "We'll see." And with some effort, made her out back home.