Shelly was sure the others were asleep by now. It had been at least twenty minutes since she'd heard a sound from anyone except for their soft breathing. Mike, beside her, was definitely out. He'd had quite a bit to drink, and after three years of marriage, she knew the rhythm and sound of his breathing when he was asleep.

Shelly was enjoying the camping holiday with Brent and Debbie, but sleeping with another couple in the holiday trailer certainly put a cramp on marital privacy. Two or three days wouldn't have been too bad, but now after six nights without any sex, she was almost going out of her mind. Shelly loved sex and wanted, no, needed it every day.

To top things off, her passion was certainly not abated by seeing Brent every day. Debbie was a lucky girl, thought Shelly. She couldn't help but imagine what Brent was like in bed. Earlier in the day, it was all Shelly could do to not stare at Brent in his Speedos. She managed a few secretive glances at his substantial package and was rewarded with a warmth in her pussy that had been nagging her ever since.

Yes,she thought, I'd love to have a sampling of that right about now…mmm. A light shiver accompanied her thoughts. She would certainly be unable to sleep tonight unless she was liberated from the passion that she was almost beyond controlling.

She considered waking Mike, then decided against it. If she were able to convince Mike to make her cum, she was so horny she knew she wouldn't be able to control her fervour, and would be way too loud in the little camper. She decided she would have to solve this little dilemma herself. She felt that she could maintain some control that way and, hopefully, would not make much noise, although she was almost past the point of caring right now.

It was pretty warm at this time of year. Because of that, Shelly wore only a light nightie over her panties. It was a light cotton nightie and covered her to mid-thigh. Shelly, on her side, peered through the subtle light at Brent and Debbie's bed to ensure they were asleep. Brent was closest and turned away from her. Seeing only the gentle rise and fall of the covers from their breathing, she felt a certain amount of confidence as she slid a hand under the covers.

Slowly, Shelly moved her hand along her thigh to the hem of her nighty. Gently and quietly, Shelly grasped the hem of her nightgown and slid it up over her hip. Her ears pricked for any sound of stirring from Brent and Debbie, she raised her hip off of the bed and lifted the right side of her nightie up to her waist.

She felt naughty and extremely horny as she slid a hand down to her panties. It reminded her of when she first discovered the joy of fingering her pussy when she was a young teen. She had been in the same room as her older sister. Shelly had made herself cum countless times with Jenny sleeping quietly only feet away.

Now, she slid her hand under the waistband of her panties as she spread her knees. Raising her left knee high, she tucked her left foot behind her right knee and her fingers slipped through the light pubic hair. She continued to keep a cautious eye on Brent and Debbie, as her fingers sought out the throbbing itch of her pussy.

An unintentional moan escaped as Shelly's fingers finally touched her clit. She was absolutely soaked. As she slowly circled two fingers around her pussy, she heard the slurping sounds of her juices. Automatically, she thrust her pussy against her fingers, her eyes closed in pleasure. She slid her hand further inside her panties. As the tips of fingers and then the top of her palm slipped wetly over her clit, she sunk two fingers as deep as she could into her itching slit.

She was having extreme difficulty remaining quiet as she stroked herself, her fingers soaking wet with her juices. The pleasure was incredible as she massaged her clit with her palm and wiggled her fingers inside her musky wet canal. She started to gently hump her pussy against her own manipulations and had to make a conscious effort to settle and calm down.

Taking her fingers out of her needy slit, she slid one finger along her lips up to her clit and back down again, with only the tip of her finger between her salivating pussy lips. Her panties were now a hindrance and she had to remove them.

She opened her eyes again to survey Brent and Debbie's sleep. There was no change in their positions but she noticed that she could see almost clearly in the camper now. The full moon had emerged from behind a cloud and was showering their little camper in a soft glow.

Since everyone was clearly asleep, Shelly boldly rolled onto her back and raised her hips. Hooking both thumbs in the waistband, she slid her panties down over her bum. Knees drawn up, she slipped the panties off just as she heard a stirring in Brent and Debbie's bed. Shelly froze and listened closely. Someone was moving in their bed. She slowly lowered her feet to the bed then lay very still, waiting and listening.

If she wasn't so horny, she might have decided that it would be too reckless to continue, but she was so very aroused and determined to cum. Shelly was still for what seemed an eternity before she turned her head to take a cautious look at Brent and Debbie.

She saw in the soft light that Brent had turned toward her and was breathing quietly, still asleep. Now, panties removed, she felt a freedom that was erotic and naughty as she pushed the damp underwear under her pillow.

Mike, pretty much passed out beside her, was not likely to wake up but, with Brent stirring, the threat of being caught added to her excited passion. Her knees were still drawn up but, as she slipped her hands down her tummy, her knees instinctively separated. Her hands, seemingly with a mind of their own, continued down her body, drawn by the needs of her pussy. Again, soft wet sounds could just be heard as she slipped one and then two fingers into her eager pussy. She slowly and deliberately massaged her desperate pussy. She played slowly, aiming to both remain as quiet as possible, and to maintain this sensation for as long as she could stand. She was so horny she could cum quickly, but she was loving the feeling too much to loose it.

Gently, she rolled her fingers inside her pussy and massaged her clit with three fingers of the other hand. She couldn't prevent the soft moans of pleasure from escaping her, and tried her best to make them sound like sleep noises. She tried keeping as still and quiet as possible but her passion was becoming stronger and she was losing what little inhibition she had left.

She was now uncontrollably thrusting lightly against her hand as her fingers fucked her pussy with increased vigour.

“Mmm hmm,” quietly sounded in her throat. The camper was starting to rock slightly and Shelly almost didn't care. She was enjoying this too much to make it end so soon. She wanted to cum but, even more, she wanted to maintain the pleasure. Slowing her pace, she withdrew her fingers from her drenched pussy and slid them up and down her wet lips. The camper was rocking too much now. She mustered all her control and slowed, then stopped her movements. She again listened for any signs of anyone being awake.

The camper still continued to rock slightly even after she consciously stopped thrusting against her hand. She stopped moving completely but there was still a slight movement of the camper. Opening her eyes, Shelly's senses were on high alert as she looked and listened in the camper. She could hear a slight noise from Brent and Debbie's side of the camper. As she turned her head slowly to look, the noise stopped and she felt the camper stop its gentle sway.

She could see quite well in the soft light. Brent was still facing her, his eyes closed, but she could see by his breathing that he was not asleep. He was not breathing gently and easily as sleeping people do, rather his breathing was rapid and more intense. Shelly grinned to herself as she guessed what was happening.

Turning toward Brent she pushed the blanket down her body. Again slipping her hand down to her pussy, she put a finger inside and wiggled it quickly. Soft sucking sounds were plainly heard now not muffled by the blanket. Brent's eyes opened then widened as Shelly's fingers and pussy were plainly visible only a few feet away. Brent smiled and slowly moved his blanket back, exposing his erect cock.

Brent's hard cock was evidence that he'd heard Shelly's play and had started to masturbate as well. His cock was gorgeous. As he started to stroke it, his fingers barely reached around it. Shelly relished the view of her husband's handsome friend stroking his cock.

The sight of Brent's rock hard cock leaking pre-cum was hugely erotic to Shelly and she again buried two fingers deep inside her wetness. She stroked her fingers in and out in rhythm to Brent's long stroking of his rigid cock. They tried to maintain control of themselves lest they wake their spouses as they continued to masturbate for the pleasure of themselves and each other.

Shelly was getting too, too horny now and was bucking harder and harder against her hand. She ground her clit against the heel of her hand as she rode hard on her fingers deep inside her wet slit. Moans came more and more quickly from her as she fucked her pussy, mesmerized by Brent's stroking of his cock.

Brent's stroking grew in time to her own play and she could tell that he, too, was close to orgasm. She wanted to see his cum, wanted to taste it. She felt very mischievous, naughty and horny, aching to cum and also watch Brent cum.

Shelly's legs were spread wide and her fingers buried deep inside her slit. She was fucking herself forcefully now, too excited to be restrained. Both she and Brent were on the verge. She felt the passion welling up inside her and knew she was past the point of no return. Suddenly, Brent tensed, his hand stopped stroking his gorgeous cock, and his eyes were squeezed tight.

A stifled moan escaped Brent and Shelly saw his cock twitch and then sprays of cum erupted from his hard cock. Stream after stream of hot semen jumped from his stiff penis, landing on Brent's stomach, his chest, his arm, the bed. It gushed from his cock as he lay taut in rigid orgasm.

It was all Shelly could take! A great rush of pleasure came over her. She bucked hard against her hand and felt the waves of orgasm roll over her. She plunged two fingers inside and held her hand tight to her pussy. Rocking the heel of her hand against her clit, she bucked hard against it, grinding her itching, aching clit toward satisfaction.

Her orgasm, so much anticipated, was intense! She was barely able to suppress her squeals of passion and pleasure as she rode her hand through her orgasm, the vision of Brent's cock shooting cum making her deep throbbing pleasure even more intense.

Slowly the waves of her orgasm subsided, and as Shelly lay in the afterglow, she smiled at Brent and winked. She exhaled slowly and that spoke of her satisfaction. He winked back, smiling. He was a beautiful sight to her right now, naked and covered with his own cum, brought on by the excitement of watching her play.

The orgasm she had, intense as it was, only took the edge off of her passion, though. Now, actually looking Brent's cock, she had an even greater urge to feel it fill her up. However, tonight might not be the best situation to achieve that! 

They both lay quietly, surveying their situation. They listened to their spouses breathing. Shelly surmised that Mike had slept through the entire thing and Brent indicated to her that Debbie too was still asleep.

It was a good thing that Mike and Debbie had tied into the whiskey that evening, Shelly thought. In retrospect, she was certain that she and Brent had been not very quiet. She even remembered the camper squeaking slightly. She was too wrapped up in her pleasure to really think about it at the time mind you. Thankfully, though, it appeared they hadn't been discovered.

Brent was in a bit of a state, however. He and the bed were covered with his cum. He looked down and frowned. He gave Shelly a funny look and she suppressed a giggle. Reaching under her pillow, she pulled out the panties and held them up to him with her eyebrows. He nodded with a grin and she tossed them to him.

The panties landed on his chest. As he picked them up, he could feel the dampness on his fingers and, after sliding the crotch between his fingers, he lifted his eyebrows at Shelly and then winked. She smiled back with a shy slightly embarrassed look, knowing how wet she'd been before she removed them.

Brent then did something that surprised her. He drew Shelly's panties up to his face and took a long breath of her scent. Shelly was amazed to see Brent sniff her panties. She was slightly taken aback, but was even more aroused by his act. The thought that she had turned him on so much that he wanted to smell her underwear was very arousing to her. So arousing, in fact, that she again felt a familiar warmth in her loins.

After taking several long whiffs of her scent from the panties, Brent removed them from his face and began to wipe up his cum. Sometimes, Shelly found cum to be kind of gross but tonight, even after her intense orgasm, she was still horny enough to find it a turn on.

Brent moved slowly to keep from waking Debbie. He used the panties to wipe the cum from his chest, stomach, arms, and bed. He was not really able to absorb a lot of it into the flimsy panties, but he cleaned it up enough to not have it running down his body.

He held up the panties to Shelly with a Now what do we do with these? expression on his face.

Shelly held out her hand and waved her fingers, indicating that he was to toss them back. He made a funny ‘grossed out' face and tossed them to her outstretched hand. Shelly caught them and brought her hand back to the bed. Watching Brent smell her panties had stirred up erotic thoughts; she knew exactly what she was going to do with her cum-covered panties.

With a coy smile at Brent, she winked and held the panties out, letting them hang free. She could see the wet patches of Brent's cum clinging to the fabric. She held a finger to a string of cum that was starting to hang down from the panties. Wiping some of the stringy cum with her finger she smiled at Brent and drew her finger to her lips. Maintaining her gaze at Brent, she opened her mouth and slid her cum coated finger onto her tongue.

Brent's eyes opened wide as Shelly grinned naughtily and sucked the cum off her finger. Withdrawing her finger, she smirked at Brent and swallowed his cum. Brent smiled back, visibly turned on by Shelly's actions. He was still on his side, uncovered, facing her and she could see that his cock was coming back to life.

Shelly returned her attention to her panties. Looking carefully, she found a large patch of cum and lifted the panties to her mouth. Shelly poked out her tongue onto the cum covered spot. After taking long licks, she then placed the panties against her lips and sucked the cum into her mouth. After swallowing that spot of cum, she surveyed the panties again, finding a fresh spot to suck. Each time she found a new spot, she hungrily sucked in all the cum she could.

Brent watched in amazement and arousal as Shelly sucked his cum off her panties. And his cock responded. Although it had been only ten minutes since he'd shot great gobs of cum in a fantastic orgasm, his cock was fully erect again. As Brent watched Shelly sucking on her panties, he stroked his erection.

Shelly, satisfied that she'd removed all the cum she could, looked over at Brent. Seeing him stroking his cock again made her grin.

He’s as turned on as I am.

She smiled at him and shook her head, pointing at his hand wrapped around his cock.

She mouthed, “No, tomorrow.”