Our Sex Therapist Raven (Raven's Lair Bedtime Stories)

Raven had always been fascinated by the human mind and body, and had studied psychology and sexual therapy to help people improve their sex lives. As a sex therapist, she had helped many couples to overcome their sexual difficulties and rediscover the passion they once had. 

Robert and Emily had been married for ten years, and their sex life had become stale and unexciting. They had tried everything to reignite the spark, from role-playing to sex toys, but nothing seemed to work. Finally, they decided to see a sex therapist and were referred to Raven by a friend.

The first few sessions were difficult, as Robert and Emily were hesitant to share their deepest desires and fantasies. But Raven was patient and empathetic, and slowly but surely, they began to open up to her. Raven would listen intently as they talked about their sex life, asking probing questions and offering suggestions for improvement.

Over time, Robert and Emily started to feel more comfortable with Raven. They  also admired her beauty, long legs, and the way she carried herself. Her hands were particularly captivating to them, and they found themselves entranced by the way she gestured and touched things.

As the therapy sessions progressed, Robert and Emily began to develop feelings for Raven. They tried to ignore these feelings, but it became increasingly difficult as they spent more time with her. They found themselves fantasizing about her, and longing for her.

Robert and Emily found themselves increasingly obsessed with Raven. They couldn't stop thinking about her, and found themselves scheduling extra therapy sessions just to be in her presence. They would sit close to her, eager for any opportunity to touch her hands or brush up against her.

Robert and Emily had made significant progress in their therapy sessions with Raven. They had learned to communicate more openly with each other, and had found new ways to explore their desires and connect intimately. But despite their progress, both of them found themselves increasingly fixated on Raven.

During their lovemaking, they couldn't help but think about her. Robert would imagine Raven's beautiful hands caressing him, and Emily would fantasize about Raven's long legs wrapped around her. They tried to push these thoughts aside, but they were persistent.

One night, as they lay in bed together, Emily couldn't contain her thoughts any longer. "Do you ever think about Raven when we're making love?" she asked Robert.

Robert hesitated before answering. "Sometimes," he admitted. "But I try not to."

"I can't help it," Emily said. "I can't stop thinking about her."

Robert looked at her, concern etched on his face. "Do you think it's because we're not making progress in therapy?" he asked.

Emily shook her head. "No, I think it's something else," she said. "I think I'm attracted to Raven," Emily blushed. "I can't help it. She's beautiful, and she has this confidence that's just so alluring."

Robert looked thoughtful. "I can see why you'd feel that way," he said. "She is beautiful, and she has this energy about her that's hard to resist."

Emily felt a sense of relief wash over her. She had been holding onto these feelings for so long, and it felt good to finally be able to talk about them openly.

Emily and Robert decided to bring this up with Raven in their next session.

As they sat in her office, Emily fidgeted nervously with her hands, while Robert tried to remain composed.

After a few minutes of small talk, Robert cleared his throat. "Raven, we need to talk to you about something," he said.

Raven looked at him expectantly. "What is it?"

Robert hesitated, then took a deep breath. "Emily and I have been struggling with something," he said. "We've been having these...feelings...towards you."

Raven looked taken aback. "Feelings?" she repeated.

Emily nodded. "We're both attracted to you," she said. "We don't know what to do about it."

Raven nodded. "I understand," she said. "This is perfectly normal."

Raven looked thoughtful.  "Roleplaying can be a very effective tool for exploring different aspects of your sexuality. But it's important to remember that it's still a form of play-acting. It's not a substitute for genuine emotional connection."

Robert and Emily nodded, understanding what Raven was getting at. They knew that roleplaying wasn't a magic solution to their problems, but they hoped that it could help them to feel more comfortable expressing themselves in bed.

"Okay," Raven said, after a moment. "Let's explore this a little more. What kind of roleplaying scenarios sound exciting to you?"

Robert looked at Emily, and they shared a shy smile. "Well," Robert said, "we were thinking of maybe... pretending that you were a third person in our relationship. Like, we could imagine that we were all together in bed, and we could take turns pleasing each other."

Raven looked thoughtful. "I see," she said. "So you want to explore your attraction to me within the context of your relationship with each other."

Robert nodded. "Yes, exactly."

Raven considered this for a moment, then nodded. "I think that could work," she said. "But we need to establish some ground rules first."

Over the next few sessions, they worked out the details of their roleplaying scenario. They agreed that they would only engage in roleplaying within the context of their therapy sessions at first, and that they would establish safe words and other boundaries to ensure that everyone felt comfortable.

At first, the roleplaying was awkward and stilted. Robert and Emily struggled to let go of their inhibitions, and Raven found it difficult to find the right balance.

But as they continued to explore their desires, something started to shift. They began to feel more comfortable with each other, and the energy between them became more relaxed and playful. They experimented with different scenarios, taking turns being the dominant partner and the submissive partner, and they even tried some light bondage and spanking.

Throughout it all, Raven remained a calm and reassuring presence. She guided them through the roleplaying scenarios, providing support and encouragement when they needed it. And even though they were exploring their feelings for each other, they never lost sight of the fact that their relationship was still professional.

One day, towards the end of their therapy sessions with Raven, Emily brought up something that had been on her mind for a while.

"Raven," she said hesitantly, "I wanted to ask you about something that's been bothering me. Why do you think I'm so fascinated by your hands?"

Raven looked surprised by the question, but also thoughtful. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before responding.

"Well, Emily," she began, "the hands are a very important part of the body, both in terms of physical touch and in terms of nonverbal communication. When we meet someone new, for example, we often shake their hand as a way of establishing a connection. And in intimate relationships, the hands are often used to convey love and affection."

Emily nodded, understanding what Raven was getting at. "But why your hands, specifically?" she asked.

Raven smiled gently. "I think it's partly because of the work that I do," she said. "As a sex therapist, I often use touch as a way of helping my clients to explore their desires and overcome their inhibitions. And I suppose my hands are sort of like tools in that sense."

Emily nodded, but she still felt like there was more to the story. "But it's not just that," she said. "There's something... different about your hands. They're so... elegant, and precise. I can't explain it."

Emily watched her for a moment, then spoke up again. "I think it's more than just physical beauty," she said. "There's something about the way you use your hands that's so... captivating. When you touch me during our sessions, it's like I can feel your energy flowing through your fingertips."

Emily was clearly turned on as she continue almost in a whisper, "But I can't help feeling like there's some kind of deeper connection between us. Like there's something about your hands that's drawing me to you."

Raven looked at her for a long moment, then sighed. "Emily," she said, "I appreciate your honesty. But I think it's important to remember that I'm your therapist. I'm here to help you and Robert with your relationship, and that's all."

Emily nodded, feeling embarrassed by her confession. She knew that Raven was right, but she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more between them.

They drove home in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. When they got back to their apartment, Emily poured herself a glass of wine and sat down on the couch. Robert joined her a few minutes later, taking a seat beside her.

"Can we talk about this?" he asked tentatively.

Emily nodded, taking a sip of her wine. "What do you want to say?"

"I just want to make sure we're on the same page about Raven. I know she's helped us a lot, but we can't let our feelings for her get in the way of our relationship," Robert said earnestly.

Emily looked at him, feeling a mix of admiration and frustration. "I know, but it's not that simple. I can't just turn off my attraction to her. And I don't think you can either," she said quietly.

Robert nodded, feeling a sense of relief that he understood where she was coming from. "Okay. But what if we try something new? Like, maybe we could try roleplaying like Raven suggested," she said, feeling a sense of excitement at the idea.

Emily nodded, a sense of excitement and apprehension bubbling inside her. She couldn't believe they were actually going to do this. She wondered what it would be like to have Raven there with them, to see her hands in action. 

Over the next few days, Robert and Emily experimented with incorporating Raven's hands into their lovemaking. They would talk about her hands while they were in bed together, imagining what it would be like to feel them on their skin. 

They even started using hand-shaped sex toys, pretending they were Raven's hands. As they explored this new territory, Emily found herself experiencing conflicting emotions. On the one hand, she was thrilled by the excitement and novelty of it all.

 But on the other hand, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Was it really okay to be thinking about another woman during sex, even if that woman was their therapist? 

Robert, for his part, seemed to be enjoying the experience immensely. He seemed more present and engaged during their lovemaking, and Emily could sense a new level of passion and intensity in him.

 But she couldn't help feeling like she was losing him to Raven, that he was more interested in her than he was in Emily. One day, Emily decided to confront Robert about her feelings. "I don't know if I can do this anymore," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. "I feel like I'm losing you to Raven." 

Robert took her hand and pulled her close. "You're not losing me, Emily," he said, his voice soothing. "I love you more than anything. And Raven is just a fantasy, a way to spice things up in the bedroom. It doesn't mean anything." 

Over the next few weeks, Raven worked with Robert and Emily on various roleplaying scenarios and bedroom talk, encouraging them to explore their desires and fantasies in a safe and consensual way. Emily explained to Raven their fascination with her hands.

Raven watched as Robert and Emily's eyes roamed over her hands. She had always known that they were special, but it was clear that her clients were absolutely captivated by them. Raven knew it was her fault as well, wearing her favorite burgundy polish on her long fingers was too tempting for many.

"You know, it's not just you two," Raven said, breaking the silence. "A lot of my clients are fascinated by my hands."

Robert looked up at her, curious. "Really? Why is that?"

Raven smiled, spreading her hands out before her. "Well, for one thing, they're bigger than most women's hands. I've always loved that about myself, even when I was a little girl.

Emily looked at Raven's hands with new appreciation. "I can see why. They're big, and hot!"

Raven chuckled. "Thank you. But there's more to it than just their size. Hands can be very sensual, you know. They're one of the most sensitive parts of the body, and they're capable of so many different sensations."

She demonstrated by running her fingertips lightly over the back of Robert's hand. He shivered, his eyes locked on her hand as she continued to stroke him gently.

"See?" Raven said, looking up at him with a smirk. "It's not just me. Hands can be very powerful."

Robert nodded, still lost in the sensations her touch was eliciting. "I can definitely see that."

Emily watched the exchange with a mixture of fascination and jealousy. She couldn't deny that Raven had a way of making both of them feel incredibly aroused.

During their next session, Raven could feel the tension in the air between them. Robert and Emily were both fidgeting in their seats, barely able to look at each other, let alone at Raven.

"Is everything alright?" Raven asked, sensing the discomfort.

Robert cleared his throat. "Yeah, we're just... a little nervous, I guess."

Raven nodded, understanding. "That's completely normal. It's okay to feel nervous. But remember, we're here to help you. And if there's anything you're uncomfortable with, just let me know."

Emily spoke up. "Why are we so fascinated by your hands? I have never even thought about another women's hands before, and now we are both getting off on the thought of your hands."

Raven sat back in her chair, her eyes thoughtful as she gazed down at her own hands. "You know," she began slowly, "I've always been fascinated by my own hands. As I have said, they are bigger than most women's, you know."

Emily and Robert exchanged a curious glance, waiting for her to continue.

"My hands convey confidence,  I was always a bit of a tomboy growing up," Raven explained. "I was always playing sports and roughhousing with the boys. And I guess I just sort of embraced the fact that I was different. I liked having bigger hands than the other girls. It made me feel powerful."

Robert leaned forward, his gaze fixed on Raven's hands. "It's definitely a turn-on for me," he admitted.

Raven smiled. "I thought it might be. And I have to say, I love the look on guys' faces when they realize that my hands are bigger than theirs. It's like this mix of fascination and arousal. It's a heady combination."

Emily shifted in her seat, her eyes flickering with a hint of jealousy. "But what about women?" she asked. "Do they find it intimidating?"

Raven shrugged. "Some do, I guess. But I've found that most women just find it intriguing. And I'm always happy to show them how I can use my hands in different ways."

She spread her hands out in front of her, flexing her fingers and demonstrating their dexterity. "See, I can do things like this," she said, wiggling her fingers in a hypnotic pattern. "It's almost like a form of hypnosis, really. And when you combine that with a sensual touch…"

Robert and Emily watched, mesmerized, as Raven's hands danced in front of them. Both of them were transfixed by the sight of Raven's fingers moving gracefully and purposefully. Her beautiful big hands were intoxicating to watch, and it seemed to awaken a primal instinct within them.... To Be Continued