A kiss and deepthroat

He let go of the bag, leaned down, and kissed her. Her eyes went wide at the soft sensation but could feel herself growing hot and thirsty. Their kiss was intense and Selina very quickly wrapped a hand behind his head. Aaron was shorter than her old lover by two inches and the kiss was easier to deepen.

She was like a cat in heat and exchanged saliva with him impulsively. His half-mask did not cover his lower face and their lips smashed greedily.

Her chest pressed his, half leather and half flesh. He couldn't believe her costume had a zipper that seductive, that divulging, able to go so far down he could almost see the slit of her cunt.

Aaron shoved a hand in there. At the sides was her whip and he very swiftly brought it out and tossed it to the side. Selina didn't care. She was too busy making out with him to notice, single leg lifted as she leaned into him.

He pressed her slit, lightly teasing it, and he could feel her warm up. She pulled back, breathing heavily, green eyes misty from the hypnosis.

"Wh…what the hell did you do to me?" she asked. Aaron expected as much. His hypnosis was powerful but not infallible. Those with sufficient will powers, like Hadiyah and Selina, could resist for a brief time.

His middle finger snapped into her wet cunt. In spite of her words and rampant mental state, her body spoke otherwise. She squirmed as he put in another finger.

"What an outfit, Selina Kyle," Aaron whispered in her ear. His confidence was rising. His libido spiked and his morals went mush. "Perfect to finger a whore, wouldn't you say?"

"Mmmmh! Yes…" Selina moaned. "Mmm…."

She made several faces as he finger-fucked her. His nails were simply dripping by the end. It was like a waterfall of infinite horniness. Her knees buckled as he tinkered with her inside, rolling his fingers like an inspector, finding what did and didn't entice a reaction out of her. Aaron maintained eye contact with her, watching her cheeks flush and her throat twitch at the flick of his digits.

"Ooh, you're good! Very, veeery good~"

Selina's reactions gave him life and exhilaration. He planted another kiss on her lips, slipping in his saliva, and continued his motions. Selina was like a kitten under his touch, melting as he used his other hand to caress her cheek.

"Ah! Ooh…" Selina licked her lips as she snuggled against the palm of his hand. Subtly, she removed her clawed gloves, revealing her soft hands. "Excellent…you're very good…"

Her hand slithered down his slacks. Her eyes went wide again as she felt his thickness and length, going down, down, down till she reached the end. Selina whimpered, moist at the mere mental image of his manhood.

Aaron released her from his fingers and went back to pleasing her with his tongue. They weren't just making out, no, they were devouring each other. The taste of strawberries stayed on his lips. Her perfume melded with his own odour.

Selina pumped his limp cock, getting it to twitch and writhe. Aaron bit his lip as she overwhelmed him for a moment. Her nails were long and he could feel lightly grazing his thigh. She pulled out, sensually unzipping his pants as she made eye contact with him.

"Masks on, hm?"

"No," Aaron replied, heaving. His hands groped her breasts, pinching her nipples and rubbing them with his thumb. A shaky breath escaped Selina and a tingle went down her spine. Her head pointing up to the sky, allowing Aaron to kiss her neck. "You need to get out of this…"

"Greedy little boy, aren't you," she muttered, husky. Because of the unzipped state of her costume, she was able to step out of it while fiercely making out with him. Her figure was close to being S-shaped, her breasts standing at attention. It was fascinating how she stood perfectly upright and still had a heart-shaped ass thrusting out behind her. He groped her rump, making sure to get a handful of the bountiful flesh.

"I don't do this for just anyone," Selina said, a smirk spreading cheek-to-cheek. "I'm making a great exception for you, masked stallion~"

'Jesus…!' His fingers felt like melting into it. Her tits which he suspected were D-cups pressed wonderfully against him. They melted against the wall, kissing and switching positions and the balance of power, reclining down on the wall till they were sat. Selina on his lap, her red lips hanging onto his and drinking his saliva.

A small trail connected them as they broke apart. A breath. A stare.

Selina Kyle knew what to do.

She slowly slithered back, head close to the bulge protruding from his crotch, and smirked as she pulled his pants down. Kicking them away, he was left in his boxers which looked about ready to tear apart. Selina came close and smelled the pre-cum.

"Mm…" The nightly wind blew her hair. "Doesn't the cold affect the big guy?"

Her index finger trailed down the trail of pre-cum. Going down, down till it reached the end of his boxers. Because of its thickness, it lifted his boxers to the point where you could see it. Licking her lips in anticipation, she grabbed the waistband and flung it down.

Thwap!

His cock slapped her in the face as it bounced out. Semi-flaccid, twice as thick and long as her previous lover, and almost towering her head. Her throat went dry and her eyes became as wide as saucers.

"W-wow." Selina breathed heavily. "Ha…what a monster. If you had come swinging with this bat from the start, there would have been no need for a fight. I'd have fucked you on the spot."

She followed her comment up by opening her mouth, saliva foaming, and engulfing his cockhead. Aaron put a hand on her head, stroking her short black hair as she pumped his cock while deepthroating it. She went far, far down, much further than Aaron had anticipated, before pulling back up. One hand dove to her sopping wet finger and she pleasured herself while her lips stretched around his girth.

Groans and heated noises of bliss escaped him. Selina…he had underestimated her.

'Fuck…'

He groaned, his thumb caressing her scalp. Leaning against the wall in the dead of night as this sexy, seductive vigilante gave him the blowjob of the lifetime. Aaron felt truly blessed experiencing her handiwork. His cock had never felt something so soft pump it, despite its rigid grip. Her movements were smooth and polished, like she had done this a thousand times before. It possessed finesse and experience the ladies in the past lacked.

She suckled on the head like a vacuum, cheeks narrowing. She didn't let a sliver of pre-cum escape her. He could feel the heat pour in his nether regions. His throat hitched as she simultaneously gripped the base of his length.

"You're amazing," Aaron praised.

Selina took the moment to pull out, smirk, and reply, "I know, babe," before plunging her throat back in. She was relentless. Talented like Cassandra but experienced like Vicki. A harrowing combination that sent Aaron's brain into an uncontrollable mess. As the man above her sighed and responded, Selina became invigorated.

Never had she seen a dick of this calibre–of this size. It was a test in her gleaming emerald eyes, a chance to challenge something greater and to push her old limits with the almighty Batman.

"Mmp! Mm! Mph!"

Selina struggled and worked his shaft. There were so many inches that even her non-existent gag reflex mysteriously crept back up. Again, she had never been something so hard and robust and long.

Her relationship with Batman was very much like this in the beginning. Thrilling, electrifying, arduous, and bold, something she could look forward to as well as look back on. She was a free woman, sleeping with those she was interested in irregardless of their gender. She had experimented with Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn once, and recently left a relationship with the former League of Assassins member, Valmont. Frankly? She was happy with that.

She liked being impulsive as she fucked or got fucked by a taboo individual. She loved the thrill and the taste of cock in her mouth.

"Good girl," Aaron praised, caressing her head. His voice was lighter than Bruce's but somehow just as demanding and powerful. There was a timbre and sense of confidence that rivalled the Dark Knight.

Over the years, as she and Batman grew closer, as she learned of his secret identity, she changed. At the start of her thieving career, Selina cared only for herself and those that she loved. That had been her philosophy; to never get involved more than she had to. But with her admittedly deep romantic ties with him, as Gotham became twisted and she bonded with the Bat Family, she changed. She started to care.

She was no mere thief. She was a hero. An ally. Someone who helped.

She almost got married too. She almost considered spending the rest of her life with Bruce–limiting herself to a single four and a half inch penis. Bruce was fine, slightly below average, skilled and passionate and tender in all the ways that mattered. But did she really want that? To condemn herself to a mediocre dick? To give blowjobs to a pecker that couldn't tickle the back of her throat or kiss her womb?

Thinking about it, Selina dragged two more inches of his cock and received her answer. Her eyes went wide, wondering just how much was left of this mysterious man. Just how good he could feel inside her throat. If this had been Bruce's penis, if he had been this blessed, she wouldn't have wasted a second marrying him. Instead, she hesitated. She reconsidered. She thought twice about the wedding and being a potential wife.

Her final decision, as she later discovered, had been manipulated by Bane through her best friend, Holly, and the Joker, because it was Gotham and nothing was so simple. Bruce's choice to marry her was also secretly influenced by Bane as he had placed Gotham Girl under his control and used her as an instrument to communicate and convince Bruce to propose. It wasn't just Gotham Girl, however. The Joker, the Riddler, Hugo Strange, and even an alternate version of Thomas Wayne. So many influential villains and heroes in the city were in cohorts with Bane. The City of Bane, they called it. Selina got back together with Bruce to defeat Bane and the alternate version of Bruce's father. It was a huge mess. Regardless, she left him at the altar. She broke up with him. She decided to move on.

And now Selina was deepthroating a cock three times his size. Reaching the back of her throat and then some, driving in so deep she forgot whether Bruce had ever used her mouth in the first place.

Tears leaked, stark evidence of her overwhelming enjoyment. Her mascara blackened her eyes. She had never this sopping wet in her entire fucking life.

"Faa…" Her mouth released itself from his meaty cock, allowing the hard slab of flesh to loom over her. Her tongue tapped at his ballsack, hands on his thighs, face forward and nose soaking up the manly smell.

They made eye-contact. A large bead of cum formed on his tip, broke, and trailed down a vein of his shaft.