1. Little Ninja: Play With Me


    Date: 8/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Fan fiction, Male/Female, Written by women, Author: RobinGoodfellowPuck, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    rubbing it. Dean looked down at his hand, fingers reaching further back to slip under them and touch her cleanly shaven privates. 'You are hot for me, aren't ya?" He cooed, two fingers slipping into her tight heat easily. 'Feel good baby? You like getting finger fucked by me?" 'God, yes!" She panted, grabbing his shoulders as a coil of heat started in her belly. Ambrose grinned and shoved a third finger inside her. 'You gonna come for me? Gonna show me how good I make you feel?" 'Don't stop… don't fucking stop!" Ravenna begged, wrapping her arms around his neck and thrusting her hips against his hand, riding those calloused fingers that were moving in a come-hither fashion. Her cries gradually got louder and louder, spurring Dean on until her orgasm tore through her body, screaming her release as her juices seeped out onto his hand. Her breath tore in and out of her lungs, her dark eyes opening and looking up into his. Dean smirked and kissed her nose playfully, nipping his way down to her lips where he probed them with his tongue. Ravenna opened up right away, eagerly accepting him in. The room gradually got hotter and hotter all over again, straight to the point that Ravenna pushed him on his back, forcing him to move backwards until his head resting on the pillows with the raven haired Diva straddling his hips. 'My turn," she grinned, running her hands up his stomach and to his neck, her lips and tongue following them until she reached his lips. Writhing on top of him, ...
    she kissed him deeply, keeping Ambrose distracted while Ravenna guided his hands upwards to the bedposts on opposite sides. His eyes, which had been closed, opened the second he felt cold metal encircling his wrists and trapping him there. Dean grunted and pulled at them, trying to free himself. 'Don't worry, Ambrose, they're secure. As good as your hands feel on me, I'm afraid they're not invited to this party," she paused and then added with a wicked smile. 'Not tonight anyways." 'Let. Me. Go." Dean growled, tugging at his restraints again. Ravenna giggled and leaned down, rubbing her breasts against his chest. 'Now why would I do that when the fun's just getting started? Don't you want me?" she asked with a fake pout. Dean's brow furrowed in anger, and grit his teeth in anger. 'Don't worry baby," Ravenna continued, reaching behind her to undo her bra and toss it to the wind. Her hands moved upwards to cup them, slender digits teasing her hard nipples and effectively catching Dean's attention again. 'Think of it this way; at least I'm going to return the favor you did for me." She leaned down again, letting her nipples graze his lips. 'Don't be shy, Ambrose," she purred, grinding into his hips again. 'I won't bite… not unless you want me to." Dean kept his mouth shut, trying to ignore the hard peaks moving teasingly against his lips. However, arousal soon took over as he looked at her full breasts, watching the way the bounced gently as Ravenna continued rubbing her wet pussy ...
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