A few hours later Tiffany began to stir, she opened her eyes groggily as she tried to get her bearings. There was enough moonlight coming in through the windows that as her eyes adjusted she was able to make out her dimly lit surrounds. Her cheek was pressed gently against Keiths chest, his soft brown hairs occasionally tickling her nose. Tiffany smiled to herself as she listened to his heart beating steadily in time with the rise and fall of his chest.
She ran her hand across his toned body sliding it over his hip before coming into contact with his soft penis. She wrapped her hand around it marvelling at its size and girth even while flaccid. She experimented, rubbing it between her fingers and bending it back and forth. Her hand slid down and cupped his soft balls feeling them slipping between her fingers. Sliding her hand back to his shaft she found that her affections were beginning to get results. He was semi erect and as she began to slide her fingers up and down his length she could feel him stiffening further. Pretty soon she had all 8 inches running through her fingers.
Tiffany smiled to herself. 'I think it might be time to ride a Cowboy!'
Silently she slid back the covers and stared at Keiths throbbing erection. She glanced at his face, still blissfully sleeping. Tiffany slowly raised her body up until she was on her knees. She lifted her leg over him and brought her weight down so that she was straddling his thighs. She shuffled forward, grasping his cock, she began to rub the head against her bald slit. It slid freely, becoming instantly slick with her juices. Keith stirred in his sleep but did not wake. Pressing her weight forwards Tiffany began to slowly impale herself on his throbbing rod. It inched in slowly and Tiffany opened her mouth in a silent gasp as she was once again stretched to her limits.
'Aah sooo thick!' she gasped to herself. She slid further and further until she felt her clit rub against his pubic bone.
'Fuck me!' she exclaimed quietly. She lent back resting her hands behind herself.
In that moment she was the picture of perfection, her blonde hair hung down her back as her head pointed at the roof in a silent gasp. Her small pert breasts were bathed in the blue moonlight, rigid nipples dark against her light skin. Her toned body was unparalleled in its beauty.
Then overcome with lust, her lithe young body went to work. She worked her hips up away from him then slid back down taking him deep. Tiffany continued these slow measured movements, all the while watching Keiths face for any sort of response. He stirred and muttered something but stayed asleep. Tiffany lent forward so that she was resting her hands on his chest. She started to increase her tempo, then suddenly she heard a sigh come from across the room. She ground to a halt and her head whipping around to look at the other bed. No more than a few metres away, fast asleep, were Shane and Sally. Tiffany just stared in shock. Slowly she turned and looked over her shoulder. It appeared the other bed was occupied by Terry who also appeared to be asleep. Tiffany sat there frozen like a deer in headlights. Her heart was racing and her conscience was yelling at her to abandon this adventure and slink back to bed. But then there was another voice in the back of her head that told her, 'This might be the only chance you get to ride this cock. Besides how good does it feel?'
'So fucking good!' she thought.
'They're all asleep anyway,' said the voice. 'Besides, doesn't it make it so much more exciting having them all there.' Just thinking about her oblivious audience made Tiffanys snatch clench sending a flood of juices down to Keiths balls.
'I'll just be extra quiet.' She decided.
'Besides I'll just have one quick orgasm and I'll hop off before anyone is the wiser.'
Tiffany lent forward and drew the sheets up over her shoulders. With her face almost touching Keiths, she placed her hands on his shoulders and began to ride him slowly. She slid back and forth like this for a couple of minutes before she became frustrated. She could only manage a few inches of travel and the soft rubbing of her clit on his pelvic bone was just enough to build her arousal but still deny her, her much sort after orgasm.
Tiffany cast back the sheet from her shoulders and lifted herself from his chest. She brought her hips up to the tip of his cock, then let her weight drive them back down impaling herself to the hilt. 'Aaah.' She let out a long sigh. Looking around to check no one was awake she smiled to herself and began to pick up her tempo filling the room with the quiet slaps of her thighs against his hips. She felt him start to press back humping his hips and glanced down at his face as his eyes snapped open. He wore a look of astonishment for a second before he registered what was happening. Smiling he brought his arms to her waist and began to pump back at her in earnest. The slapping of her thighs grew louder but Tiffany didn't care any more. She was desperate to cum and could feel herself on the verge of a big climax.
Then it hit her.
She arched her back, her pussy constricted tight around his thick shaft as it pistoned in and out of her. Her back arched further, her mouth wide open as she tried to contain a scream. As the climax finished, she snapped forward, crumpling against his chest.
