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Prolog
This series has happened for real. Written by me (HentaiHub) and told by a Cosplayer who's cosplaying Raven from Teen Titans.
Raven
Here are two picture of the girl from this series.
Part 1 - Poolside
Mid-morning Mediterranean sunshine flashes across the cyan pool waters as Raven tiptoes between the half empty lines of sun loungers towards her own. Quickly, she d****s her towel across its padded bed, grab an ashtray from a nearby table, unlace the 4" sandals from her feet and plops herself down for another day hiding behind her costume.
This is how she holidays; her body wrapped inside her Raven-costume, the neighbours will pleasure her little body.
It is her third day here. For the last two days she has been repeatedly ravaged by an Italian Stallion in tight white trunks, whose thick cock Raven has imagined sliding between the slippery grip of her petal-like lips as she bounces energetically, and a little uncontrollably, up and down on top of it. Unfortunately, today he is sat a little too far away for Raven to focus her greedy little eyes on his bulging swimwear. Today, Raven will need to find a new lover.
Her other lips, the one's positioned slightly below her eyes, release a small sigh of displeasure... Raven really had a very nice fantasy about the Italian cock involving dark alleys and rough walls that she was planning to explore today. It really is most inconsiderate of him to position himself so inconveniently far away.
Raven fidget a little in her lounger, let her eyes wander across her near neighbours and presses her thighs together as a tiny recompense to make up for her disappointment. Things aren't looking too promising today; there's a family with two hyperactive boys, as aging French couple arguing loudly, a lone man with mottled skin and an undernourished physique, two fifty-something women whose swimming costumes stretch unnaturally to contain a lifetime spent returning to the buffet table, and a small posse of English lads who may have been perfect for a gangbang if their mouths weren't so constantly full of lager and vulgarities.
There are still plenty of available sun loungers, however, and Raven is just contemplating whether she should risk the exposure of relocating to somewhere more central when she noticed him and her picking their way down to Raven's happy, little corner.
Oh they are a perfect couple and Raven's eyes have paid attention to their various movements around the poolside over the last two days. You wouldn't call him handsome or her pretty but they have a grace and confidence that, to a wallflower like Raven, gives them a beauty of character. Raven would give everything she is and anything she might become to be either one of them.
Happy again, she wiggles back into her sun lounger. Somehow, a hand ends up resting on the top of her right thigh whilst the naughty digits of its partner run their teasing nails along the soft flesh of her stomach. She allows herself a tiny murmur of pleasure, stretching her body out beneath the warming sun and fixes her eyes on a point just to the side of her beautiful couple... starring beyond them but taking in their every movement.
They're no longer young but not yet old. Perhaps there is a fleck or two of grey in his hair or maybe his hairline sat a little further down his forehead five years previous. Certainly, he plays sports; Sunday football, a little squash or some tennis in the summer, but the post match beer is getting harder to shift and the legs don't quite carry him around the court like they used to do.
Likewise, she swapped her eye shadow for eye cream and her lipstick for rejuvenating moisturiser a couple of years back, and although her wardrobe bulges at the seams half of it is too small or too short; though none of it dare be thrown away in case the next miracle diet really does shift those few extra pounds whilst still allowing a choccie biccie or two at elevenses.
Do they sound beautiful? Raven says, they are. They may not be Venus and Adonis but they have a certainty and confidence in who they are and what they have become. They are happy, bright people who spread easy smiles and gentle bonhomie as they pad through their days... no angst for them, no hiding in corners watching and waiting for someone; anyone; to invite them to step out of the shadows and into the light.
His jaw is square but his mouth soft, his twinkling eyes lines, his teeth bright and chest taut with strong arms and soft fingers that flutter about him as he talks. Elasticated swim trunks may bite gently into his slightly thickening stomach but hidden within them is a cock that Raven certrainly knows either how to tease and tantalise of plunder and possess... whatever one should desire.
She is fluid and animated. Dark hair tumbles about her shoulders, her mouth in near constant motion as words fall without stopping from her full lips; her hands stroking and touching, punctuating every sentence with a tender caress of his or her skin. She is built out of flesh that moves with her every breath; the steady rise and fall of her stomach and the bouncing, jiggling and heaving of her full breasts trapped precariously inside her half-cup bikini top.
Raven could be in love... but all she has to offer is lust.
Raven wants to be her; wrapped in his strong arms, head pushed against his chest, cheek abraded by his fine hair as his cock slides effortlessly deep into her warm, welcoming pussy and her fleshy stomach ripples with pleasure.
Raven wants to be him; head resting between her wide spread soft thighs, dribbling wetness hot on her tongue, her rigid cock pressing hard against her stomach as she licks her way across the shuddering stiffness of her clitoral nub.
Slowly, Raven premits her heavy eyelids to half close, allowing her lips to fall open as she concentrates on the pleasurable caress of warming sunshine and a light breeze as they play across her tingling skin. Breath seeps into her before shuddering out once more, and her own small breasts rise and fall in response to the expansion and contraction of her lungs causing the taut, stretched fabric on her costume to rub back and forth across the hard, stiff peaks of her nipples. Shards of sensation to radiate outwards. Her breath catches. Her stomach quivers.
Before her eyes, they exchange smiles and she leans forward and strokes his leg, her breasts hanging provocatively in their fabric bonds somehow remaining in place despite gravity's pull. Curiously, unexpectedly, some fingers have found their way beneath Raven's costume, slowly inching their way over the smooth skin of her pubis towards the persistent throbbing of her swollen clitoris. Moisture is collecting between her thighs, dampening yet more fingers that seem intent on stroking every inch of flesh as they steadily ascend. Beneath her palms all is movement; her thighs quiver and her stomach vibrates at every breath, every touch and as every trickle of moisture descends from her swollen, sticky pussy to collect in the beautiful cup of her anus.
Low moans escape her mouth as fingers converge on the needy, soaked gash between her legs, her pubis rising and falling, muscles contracting as her pussy walls squeeze about her empty wetness, slithers of pleasure like firework rockets dart from her gently abraded clitoris to explode in her thighs, her stomach, her arse and her pussy. Saliva pools in her mouth, a trickle slipping out of the corner to dampen her chin as Raven hovers excitedly, expectantly, eagerly on the edge of orgasm.
Raven forces her eyes wide and bring them to focus on the wonderful couple who are today's inspiration. He is laying face down, legs half spread, the soft swell of his balls pushing gently at the fabric of his swim shorts and she...
She is sat upright straddling the lounger, legs spread wide with her bikini briefs pressed tight against her pretty pussy. There is the possibility, the merest hint, of a damp stain soiling her perfect gusset. Raven's eyes drift upwards, find a smile playing about her joyful, full lipped mouth and...
...her eyes staring directly into Raven's.
Raven plunges two fingers deep into the drenched, swollen, yearning folds of her pussy; clamp her spasming muscles about them and as she watches every whimpering, moaning, twitching spasm of her lustful, needy body; She soaks herself for her pleasure.
To be continued...
This series has happened for real. Written by me (HentaiHub) and told by a Cosplayer who's cosplaying Raven from Teen Titans.
Raven
Here are two picture of the girl from this series.
Part 1 - Poolside
Mid-morning Mediterranean sunshine flashes across the cyan pool waters as Raven tiptoes between the half empty lines of sun loungers towards her own. Quickly, she d****s her towel across its padded bed, grab an ashtray from a nearby table, unlace the 4" sandals from her feet and plops herself down for another day hiding behind her costume.
This is how she holidays; her body wrapped inside her Raven-costume, the neighbours will pleasure her little body.
It is her third day here. For the last two days she has been repeatedly ravaged by an Italian Stallion in tight white trunks, whose thick cock Raven has imagined sliding between the slippery grip of her petal-like lips as she bounces energetically, and a little uncontrollably, up and down on top of it. Unfortunately, today he is sat a little too far away for Raven to focus her greedy little eyes on his bulging swimwear. Today, Raven will need to find a new lover.
Her other lips, the one's positioned slightly below her eyes, release a small sigh of displeasure... Raven really had a very nice fantasy about the Italian cock involving dark alleys and rough walls that she was planning to explore today. It really is most inconsiderate of him to position himself so inconveniently far away.
Raven fidget a little in her lounger, let her eyes wander across her near neighbours and presses her thighs together as a tiny recompense to make up for her disappointment. Things aren't looking too promising today; there's a family with two hyperactive boys, as aging French couple arguing loudly, a lone man with mottled skin and an undernourished physique, two fifty-something women whose swimming costumes stretch unnaturally to contain a lifetime spent returning to the buffet table, and a small posse of English lads who may have been perfect for a gangbang if their mouths weren't so constantly full of lager and vulgarities.
There are still plenty of available sun loungers, however, and Raven is just contemplating whether she should risk the exposure of relocating to somewhere more central when she noticed him and her picking their way down to Raven's happy, little corner.
Oh they are a perfect couple and Raven's eyes have paid attention to their various movements around the poolside over the last two days. You wouldn't call him handsome or her pretty but they have a grace and confidence that, to a wallflower like Raven, gives them a beauty of character. Raven would give everything she is and anything she might become to be either one of them.
Happy again, she wiggles back into her sun lounger. Somehow, a hand ends up resting on the top of her right thigh whilst the naughty digits of its partner run their teasing nails along the soft flesh of her stomach. She allows herself a tiny murmur of pleasure, stretching her body out beneath the warming sun and fixes her eyes on a point just to the side of her beautiful couple... starring beyond them but taking in their every movement.
They're no longer young but not yet old. Perhaps there is a fleck or two of grey in his hair or maybe his hairline sat a little further down his forehead five years previous. Certainly, he plays sports; Sunday football, a little squash or some tennis in the summer, but the post match beer is getting harder to shift and the legs don't quite carry him around the court like they used to do.
Likewise, she swapped her eye shadow for eye cream and her lipstick for rejuvenating moisturiser a couple of years back, and although her wardrobe bulges at the seams half of it is too small or too short; though none of it dare be thrown away in case the next miracle diet really does shift those few extra pounds whilst still allowing a choccie biccie or two at elevenses.
Do they sound beautiful? Raven says, they are. They may not be Venus and Adonis but they have a certainty and confidence in who they are and what they have become. They are happy, bright people who spread easy smiles and gentle bonhomie as they pad through their days... no angst for them, no hiding in corners watching and waiting for someone; anyone; to invite them to step out of the shadows and into the light.
His jaw is square but his mouth soft, his twinkling eyes lines, his teeth bright and chest taut with strong arms and soft fingers that flutter about him as he talks. Elasticated swim trunks may bite gently into his slightly thickening stomach but hidden within them is a cock that Raven certrainly knows either how to tease and tantalise of plunder and possess... whatever one should desire.
She is fluid and animated. Dark hair tumbles about her shoulders, her mouth in near constant motion as words fall without stopping from her full lips; her hands stroking and touching, punctuating every sentence with a tender caress of his or her skin. She is built out of flesh that moves with her every breath; the steady rise and fall of her stomach and the bouncing, jiggling and heaving of her full breasts trapped precariously inside her half-cup bikini top.
Raven could be in love... but all she has to offer is lust.
Raven wants to be her; wrapped in his strong arms, head pushed against his chest, cheek abraded by his fine hair as his cock slides effortlessly deep into her warm, welcoming pussy and her fleshy stomach ripples with pleasure.
Raven wants to be him; head resting between her wide spread soft thighs, dribbling wetness hot on her tongue, her rigid cock pressing hard against her stomach as she licks her way across the shuddering stiffness of her clitoral nub.
Slowly, Raven premits her heavy eyelids to half close, allowing her lips to fall open as she concentrates on the pleasurable caress of warming sunshine and a light breeze as they play across her tingling skin. Breath seeps into her before shuddering out once more, and her own small breasts rise and fall in response to the expansion and contraction of her lungs causing the taut, stretched fabric on her costume to rub back and forth across the hard, stiff peaks of her nipples. Shards of sensation to radiate outwards. Her breath catches. Her stomach quivers.
Before her eyes, they exchange smiles and she leans forward and strokes his leg, her breasts hanging provocatively in their fabric bonds somehow remaining in place despite gravity's pull. Curiously, unexpectedly, some fingers have found their way beneath Raven's costume, slowly inching their way over the smooth skin of her pubis towards the persistent throbbing of her swollen clitoris. Moisture is collecting between her thighs, dampening yet more fingers that seem intent on stroking every inch of flesh as they steadily ascend. Beneath her palms all is movement; her thighs quiver and her stomach vibrates at every breath, every touch and as every trickle of moisture descends from her swollen, sticky pussy to collect in the beautiful cup of her anus.
Low moans escape her mouth as fingers converge on the needy, soaked gash between her legs, her pubis rising and falling, muscles contracting as her pussy walls squeeze about her empty wetness, slithers of pleasure like firework rockets dart from her gently abraded clitoris to explode in her thighs, her stomach, her arse and her pussy. Saliva pools in her mouth, a trickle slipping out of the corner to dampen her chin as Raven hovers excitedly, expectantly, eagerly on the edge of orgasm.
Raven forces her eyes wide and bring them to focus on the wonderful couple who are today's inspiration. He is laying face down, legs half spread, the soft swell of his balls pushing gently at the fabric of his swim shorts and she...
She is sat upright straddling the lounger, legs spread wide with her bikini briefs pressed tight against her pretty pussy. There is the possibility, the merest hint, of a damp stain soiling her perfect gusset. Raven's eyes drift upwards, find a smile playing about her joyful, full lipped mouth and...
...her eyes staring directly into Raven's.
Raven plunges two fingers deep into the drenched, swollen, yearning folds of her pussy; clamp her spasming muscles about them and as she watches every whimpering, moaning, twitching spasm of her lustful, needy body; She soaks herself for her pleasure.
To be continued...
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