Leon pushed through the velvet curtains of the Velvet Vixen club, the bass thumping like a heartbeat in his chest. The air smelled of perfume and sin. That's when he saw her—Raven, a busty vision in a barely-there red dress that hugged every curve. She caught his eye and sauntered over, hips swaying with predatory grace.
"Well, hello there, stranger," Raven purred, her voice sharp as a whip. "You look like a man who's lost in the wrong playground. What's your name, and why are you staring like you've never seen a real woman before?"
"Leon," he managed, already sweating. "And you?"
"Raven. And I don't do small talk unless it's leading somewhere fun. VIP room? My treat—for now." She grabbed his hand, strong fingers pulling him along without waiting for an answer. In the dim VIP lounge, she locked the door and turned, eyes gleaming. "Pull it out. Let's see what you're working with."
Leon hesitated, face flushing, but unzipped. His 6-inch cock sprang free, already half-hard from the tension.
"Nervous?" she giggled, not unkind but laced with wit. "What do you like, Leon? Big girls with big expectations?"
He stammered, beet red, "What... what do you like?"
Raven's laugh was melodic and cutting. "Usually 8 inches and up, honey. Something that can actually fill this pussy and make my ass quake. But you? You can get a handy. Consider it charity from a size queen with a soft spot for the... compact."
Her hand wrapped around his cock, firm and unyielding. She stroked slowly at first, building rhythm as she talked dirty. "Look at this hard little thing—panting already? My pussy's dripping wet just thinking about real cock, but this? It's cute. So small, so eager. Bet you came fast in your fantasies, didn't you?"
Leon groaned, sweating, horny beyond reason. Her grip tightened, thumb circling the head. "That's it, stroke for me. Imagine my lips on this tiny cock instead of a blowjob you'd actually deserve. Fuck, you're throbbing—gonna cum for Raven?"
The pace quickened, her strong presence dominating as she leaned in, breasts brushing his chest. "Cum for me, little man. Show me that load." He exploded in her hand, cum spurting as she milked every drop, panting with him in the afterglow. But her eyes sparkled with more— the night was just starting, and Raven wasn't done teasing yet.
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