Heart of the Dragon - Sex Stories

Heart of the Dragon

... didn't say sexy. Maybe lower?" She gave him a seductive look as she lowered the zip to between the swell of her breasts. She spread the collar enough to expose her tops of her breasts. I realized there were no extra layers for her nipples to poke out against. She waited for him to notice. She saw his reaction, and asked, "Lower?" "Yes!" he replied immediately. I couldn't have agreed more. She unconsciously touched her hair into place, and with a casual tilt of her head, she pulled the zip down past her navel. My eyes devoured the V of flesh that lay exposed. Her erect nipples held the cloth from sliding off her breasts, but the fullness of her cleavage begged to be touched and tasted. I had to change my position, because my pants were binding in a distracting way. She struggled to keep from laughing aloud at my adjustment. "More!" he demanded. She licked her lips and nodded. With a small pull and a tug, the zipper parted. She folded her fingers inside and ran them up her skin. Her body trembled as she brushed past her own nipples. "Is it getting hot in here?" she asked playfully. "Yes, but leave it on," her husband ordered. "Take your jeans off, Baby," he instructed. "Just like that?" she teased. "Now!" he ordered. Her eyes flared, but she nodded, and stood up on the bed. Her eyes had been carefully looking anywhere but at me the whole time. Standing on the bed, she was only visible from the waist down on the web cam. Her eyes were locked on mine. Her eyes dared me to look ...

... away as she unsnapped and unzipped her jeans. They dared me to follow her hands as they pushed the jeans off of her hips. They dared me to follow the fabric as it slid down her legs, and she kicked the jeans to the floor. With a smile, her eyes returned to the screen as she knelt on the bed in front of the cam. "Since when do you wear panties on a date?" he demanded. "I thought you planned to seduce him." "I wouldn't want him to think I was too eager," she answered softly. "If only he knew," he teased, and she blushed. "I wish I could truly see how wet you are. I know you and I know you're wet. You know what I want, Baby. Tell me how wet you are." Her eyes barely flickered toward me, and then she smiled and nodded at him. She slid her hand down her stomach and her fingers slid under the elastic of her panties. Her eyes closed in pleasure as her fingers teased beneath the fabric. "Dew on the petals," she said breathlessly. "She opens at a touch, and moisture has already gathered and filled the folds." "I know what it means," he said dismissively. "You know what else I want." I had never heard that description before, and I think the detail was for me. She continued to play for a moment or two. As she played, her moving elbow and wrist parted the sweatshirt. It slid open to reveal all of her left breast and most of the right. They were nicely shaped and very full. Her nipples stood proud in the middle of her medium sized areolas. She opened her eyes in a lazy smile and looked ...