Veronica was taking an afternoon nap.  We were all out late the night before, busting our swingers club cherry.  Then we spent the morning fucking, taking pictures, then hanging out by the hotel pool and enjoying some cocktails.

Southern Vixen was sitting in the living room of our suite, texting dirty messages back and forth to her boy Hank. He is her boyfriend back home, her boyfriend that has absolutely no freakin’ clue about her swinging habits.

“He wants a picture of my pussy right now!”

She quickly whips off her cute bikini bottom and positions herself for me to snap a few pics of her gorgeous cunt.  Of course, I have to be careful to make it look like these are self-pics that she took, since poor Hank thinks she is home.

[What I really want to do is show you one of the pictures I took, but I'm afraid that is revealing a bit too much of my dear SV and she would not be pleased.  You'll have to believe me when I tell you that her pussy is GORGEOUS!]

“He wants me to call and have a little phone sex with him”

Hell yeah, go for it!  She dials his number and he answers immediately!  She had put her bikini back on and now one hand made its way inside.  She is flicking one finger back and forth over her erect clit while she’s talking with him and taking his direction.

I sit back and admire the view.  She is laying back on the couch, legs spread wide, one hand working over her pussy.  What a sight.  I just relax, watch, and reach into my shorts to stroke my cock a bit.

After SV gets herself off once, I move next to her, grab her arm by the wrist and pull it away from her cunt.

My turn.

She reminds me that Hank thinks she is alone, and I tell her not, to worry, I’ll be quiet.  But I can’t make any promises that what I’m going to do to her won’t make her scream.  You see, SV is very vocal when she cums, and I love it!

I slip my hand into her bikini, my fingers first feeling the slippery wetness of her pubic mound, damp from her own hand spreading her juices around.  I reach further, running my finger over her erect and sensitive clit, giving it a quick little rub before continuing my journey to my target.

I wiggle two fingers between her swollen and engorged lips, finding the entrance to her sex.   Without warning, I slide a finger deep inside her pussy, as far as I can reach, and start rubbing that special spot that I know sends her right over the edge.  The palm of my hand is over her mound, and I gently close my hand and rub at the same time.  The combination of my finger on her g-spot and my palm putting pressure on her mound and clit is too much, and she quickly cums again.

She looks at me and mouths the word “two”.  She wants two fingers.  Now I have 2 fingers buried deep inside her.  “Three”.  Of course, my dear, whatever you want, I know what you like.

For the next several minutes, I just focus on finger-fucking her into orgasmic bliss.  1, 2, 3, maybe even 4 fingers, however many I want.  I move between her thighs and use both hands, filling her cunt with as many fingers as she wants and rubbing her clit.  All the while she is talking dirty to her boy Hank.

Ladies, you know those few moments right after an orgasm when you’re just too sensitive to touch?  SV reached that point, but I was in control here.  I knew that she was absolutely loving the effect I was having on her, yet she had to restrain herself somewhat, since Hank had no idea I was there.  How hard could I make her cum, make much could I torture her, knowing how much she longed to cry out and let go, giving in to the pleasure, but also knowing that she didn’t want to give away any secrets to Hank?

I kept going, rubbing her clit, running my fingers all along the smooth, wet walls of her cunt, feeling the depths of her pussy, watching the expressions on her face as she struggles to keep quiet.

I pulled her bikini bottom back off again at some point.  Enough.  I want another taste of her pussy, to feel her juices all over my face as she grinds her hips into me as I flick my tongue across her clit.  To kiss her afterwards, to have her taste her own juices on my face.  Maybe I’ll even shove my cock inside her for the second time today and fuck her while she talks dirty to Hank.

Hank, who still thinks she is alone and is playing with himself all the while.

And then the call ends.  Hank came, and had to go.

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SV and I relaxed and had a good laugh at the absurdity of the situation.  This much fun should be illegal!  But now it was time to gently rouse Veronica from her nap.  You see, it was late in the afternoon of our last full day together, and we still had a ton of HNT and Tits for Troops picture ideas and it was time to get to work.  There would time for more fucking later.