To her relief, after no more than five minutes of waiting, two of the younger boys leapt down the steps and began walking toward her. Taryn knew they were rowers but she didn't know their names. They weren't in the under 21's rowing team, because those boys worked most days straight after school - never this late. She figured that neither of them would be any older than 30 and whether they were single or not was for them to disclose without her having to pry. It had never been her policy before, but in this case she was going to go with don't ask, don't tell. But which guy did she want?

"How's it going?" The taller one greeted her with a smile that was somehow both sleazy and charming. Taryn merely smiled in response.

"Hey, how are you?" The second boy smiled back. He was just as good-looking, but she liked the way that the taller boy talked. That was the only deciding factor.

"Come with me," she said to her chosen guy, and began leading the way to her car. When she reached her car after a few short steps, she noted that both guys had followed her.

"Shoo," she said to the shorter one. "I just need to borrow your friend for a moment."
Both guys were gawking, their jaws at their knees.

"Oh my god, you're sexy," said the shorter one.

"You are amazing," gasped the other. "I want you so desperately."

Taryn realized right away what had happened. Initially she was alarmed, but slowly a smile spread across her face as she envisioned what could possibly happen now.

"Do both of you young lads want to fuck me?" She asked. Or rather, offered.

"Yes!" They cried in unison.

"I always see you at the desk. I never realized how sexy you are. I mean, I knew you were hot...but...but wow!" The tallest guy exclaimed, ogling her from head to toe.

"What are your names?"

"Brett," said the shortest.

"Ivan," said the tallest.

"Cool. I'm Taryn. Want to come to my place?"
They both nodded desperately. Taryn enjoyed having them both stare at her non-stop as she quickly drove home. From the back seat they each tried to fondle her, clutching at her and trying to kiss her skin. She was almost one-hundred per cent sure that nobody would be home but not quite, so it was a relief to see no cars in the driveway. She led the boys into her bedroom, stuffing a towel under the door just to be sure that nobody was going to accidentally interrupt. Butterflies from excitement overwhelmed Taryn while she checked her appearance in the mirror. A threesome had only ever been a fantasy for her. Long ago she had given up on ever finding two decent guys who were happy to be naked in bed with another. She didn't expect or want them to do anything to each other, but having the attention from both of them was going to be a rare and luxurious treat. She kicked herself for not having thought of it when she was trying to concoct her next move earlier.

When she turned to get onto them bed, both boys were stark naked, and for some reason it made her laugh out loud. Each of them had hard rock-hard erections standing at the ready.

"Give us your pussy," Ivan urged.

"Get your tits out," Brett ordered.

Excited and beyond aroused, Taryn pulled the tank top over her head and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her tits bounced free and both boys lunged for them. The force pushed her backward onto the bed and a rush of pleasure surged through her as they sucked hard on one nipple each. Brett had her right hand firmly above her head, pinned to the mattress, and Ivan did the same with her right one. Between the two of them they had a rhythm that occurred naturally. Taryn wondered how long the boys had been friends and whether perhaps they had done this before.

"I'm going first," Ivan insisted, closing his hand around his cock. Taryn couldn't help but notice that even though both boys were hard, Ivan's cock was just a bit bigger. In her experience, men with large penises weren't always the best at sex so she never used that as a means of picking men - not that she ever knew how big their dicks were before she slept with them. But there was just no point in denying the fact that having something massive inserted into her felt much better than something small. Both boys had perfectly adequately-sized cocks; she only hoped they knew what to do with them. Taryn lifted her head off the mattress so that she could try and see what happening. Ivan was ready to mount, while Brett was still sucking furiously at her breasts, pulling almost the whole thing into his mouth. Without warning, one of the boys acted quickly and Taryn saw only darkness. A pillow or a blanket had been intentionally tossed over her head, blocking all sight. The boys rearranged themselves and very quickly Taryn had no idea who was who and what was what. All that remained the same was the firm grip on her wrists, holding her flat against the bed. Something warm pressed against her clit; she guessed it to be the tip of Ivan's cock.

"Is that you, Ivan?" She queried her voice small and floaty. A hand slapped across her mouth and clamped it shut. Taryn murmured pointlessly, all of her words muffled. Her voice was trapped within her; there was no real way of communicating now. Someone's solid hands held her legs far apart, fingers pressing into the flesh of her inner thighs. She squirmed as the cock pushed into her, opening her up and causing that familiar fuzzy warmth to spread through her lower organs. The feeling buzzed through her clit and caused her to squirm furthermore, unable to take the pleasure laying still. She tried to envision what each of the boys were doing; who was where and doing what, but all too quickly it became a mess of hands everywhere; a mixture of hot breath and anxious, lusting sighs. As far she could tell Ivan was drumming his cock in an out of her while Brett chewed at her nipple, more slowly now. She supposed he was watching what Ivan was doing to her. The mystery hands on her thighs gripped harder, and before long Taryn was ready to come. The hands holding her wrists also tightened, intensifying the sensation of feeling so damned helpless.

"You're soooo wet," Ivan crooned in her ear. Taryn knew he was right. His cock slid easily back and forth, causing moisture to drip down to her asshole. She tensed, preparing to get ready to come. This was cut short when she was taken by surprise as Ivan clutched her tightly and flipped her over so that she lay on top of him. Without her sense of sight and without speech she had no bearings and now she was even more lost. She only knew that Ivan was inside her and she quickly took the chance to grab at the makeshift blindfold but one of the boys was quicker. Although she was laid out on top of Ivan now, she still had no amount of control. Someone's hands held her arms down close to her sides - she guessed it was Ivan. She assumed Brett was the one holding the material against her eyes. Moments passed of blissful thrusting; Taryn grinding herself hard against Ivan as she brought herself to the edge of her orgasm once more. But where was Brett now? Her question was answered soon enough, when warm hands came down on her buttocks and squeezed. Taryn enjoyed this, it was a stimulus that was helping her to get to her orgasm faster. Her tits sliding against the sweat on Ivan's chest was also helping.

Taryn twitched when something cold hit her asshole. It didn't take a long time for her to realize that Brett must have found the lubricant she kept under the bed. This was confirmed when the sweet scent of watermelon met her nostrils. Fingers teased her, working the lubricant in and around her tight hole, while Ivan still grunted as he moved her against him. Orgasm was so close, but now Taryn was distracted by what Brett was doing to her. His brave fingers ventured deeper, two and then three. They stretched her wide and Taryn willingly spread her legs further, resting upon her knees. Her ass was faced at Brett, welcoming him to continue.

"Hurry," Ivan urged. Taryn wasn't sure whether it was aimed at her or Brett. "I haven't got much longer to go, this bitch is driving me crazy."

"Alright," Brett replied and repositioned himself. Taryn embraced, no stranger to what was about to happen, although it wasn't a regular thing she encountered. She screamed out loudly as Brett's cock burrowed into her ass, stretching her as wide as she could go. The added pressure of Ivan's cock that was already nestled into her made it that much of a tighter fit. It was a new experience, grinding the man below her while another kneeled over her and fucked her ass. It was so close to being the ultimate fulfillment. She just wished she had a cock in her mouth, then it would be complete. Without sight, everything was perfect. She was objectified to the maximum.

"Yeah, I'm gonna blow," Ivan muttered. Upon this announcement, Taryn released herself and fell over the edge into her own mind-blowing orgasm. Ivan rocked so swiftly that it was enough to propel Brett's cock as well. Her pussy shot wetness over Ivan's cock and Taryn waited to feel the warm cum, but she didn't. There was no doubt that Ivan had climaxed as was groaning loudly in her ear and dragging his fingernails over every part of her skin that he could reach. Brett's cock in her ass deepened the level of her orgasm, causing her to shriek uncontrollably. Brett leaned over her, so that she was no sandwiched between the two boys. His weight stopped her from breathing. Just as Ivan's cock began to fall limp inside of her, Brett's body shuddered as he came silently but fiercely. This time she definitely felt hot cum filling her.

When Brett was done, he lifted himself off of her and Ivan shoved her aside. She tore the fabric away from her eyes and the first thing she saw was Ivan's penis bulging out of a translucent condom, a gigantic pool of semen collected inside it. She smiled, so relieved that Ivan had sense without her even noticing.

As expected, the boys dressed in a hurry, ignoring each other as well as her. She remained naked on her bed, happily nursing her throbbing asshole.

"Thanks, boys," she said cheekily. They both glanced at her just briefly before they left, looking lost and confused, as if she had raped them. She had to giggle to herself as she watched them go.

Her first real threesome...it was totally satisfying. But she knew for sure that that satisfaction would only last a very short amount of time before her body began to get curious again. Three was great...wouldn't four be better? How high could she go?