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Prequel to Raven Original

  • Oct 24, 2025
  • 3 min read

Raven and John lay entwined in bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting gentle shadows across their bodies. Raven's fingers traced delicate patterns on John's chest, her long nails glinting in the low light.


"John," she began, her voice a sultry whisper, "I've been thinking about something."

John looked at her, curiosity piqued. "What is it, Raven?"


Raven's fingers danced down his stomach, teasingly. "Well, I was thinking about telling Courtney about it. About how you get so turned on by my big hands."

John's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? You want to tell Courtney?"


Raven nodded, her grin widening. "Imagine her reaction, John. She has no idea how crazy you get over my hands. And you know what? I think it would be so exciting to see her compare her hands with mine."


John's mind raced with the vivid image. "Yes, yes it would."


Raven purred. "She's always been curious about us, about what makes our relationship so... special."


John's hand slipped down to Raven's, entwining their fingers. "Your hands are perfect, Raven. So big and beautiful."


Raven's eyes flared with pride. "I know. And that's exactly why I want to show Courtney. I want to see the look on her face when she realizes just how much you adore them."


John shuddered, the thought sending a thrill through him. "But Courtney's hands are pretty big too, aren't they? Her palms are definitely large."


Raven shook her head, her lips curving into a confident smile. "Her palms might be big, but they have nothing on the elegance and length of my fingers. Trust me, John, when she sees our hands together, she'll know there's no comparison."


John's breath quickened as Raven continued, her voice dripping with sensuality. "Just picture it, John. Courtney sitting right here with us, her eyes widening as she presses her hands against mine. She'd be so amazed, so envious."


John groaned softly, the image becoming clearer. "God, Raven, that sounds... incredible."


Raven's hand moved lower, teasingly grazing him as she spoke. "And then, John, I'd tell her all the little tricks I do with my hands to drive you wild. How I can make you so hard just by sweeping my hair out of my face or caressing your cheek."


John's hips instinctively arched towards her touch. "You know exactly how to get me going, Raven."


Raven's fingers wrapped around him, her grip firm and knowing. "And then I'd ask her to help me show you just how much you mean to me. How much I love seeing your reaction when my hands are on you."


John's eyes fluttered closed, his voice a husky whisper. "Tell me more, Raven."

Raven's voice lowered, becoming a sultry murmur. "I'd guide her hand to join mine, showing her how to move, how to touch you just right. She'd be so eager to learn, so fascinated by the way you respond to my hands."


John's breathing grew ragged as Raven's hand continued its slow, deliberate movements. "And then, John, when you're so close, I'd whisper in your ear. I'd tell you to cum for us, to show Courtney just how beautiful my hands are."


John's moan was deep and guttural, his body trembling with anticipation. "God, Raven, you're driving me crazy."


Raven's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "That's exactly what I want, John. To see you lose control, to see you completely at my mercy."


John's hands clutched at the sheets, his voice a desperate plea. "Please, Raven, don't stop."


Raven's grip tightened, her movements becoming more insistent. "I won't, John. I want to see you cum, to feel you spill for me."


John's body tensed, his moans growing louder as he neared the edge. "Raven... I'm so close."


Raven's voice was a seductive whisper. "Do it, John. Cum for me. Show me how much you love my hands."


With a final, desperate groan, John came, his body shuddering with release. Raven watched him with a satisfied smile, her hand milking every last drop from him.


As John lay spent and trembling, Raven leaned in to kiss him softly. "You see, John? This is why I want to share this with Courtney. Because nothing excites me more than seeing you like this, completely undone by my hands."


 
 
 

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