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Chapter 7 by AlexandraS90 AlexandraS90

Batgirl or Catwoman?

Catwoman.

You had to go for Selina Kyle. The dark-haired, seductive bad girl type was always more your style than the perky do-gooder.

Bounding to the back of the Batmobile, you start hitting buttons on the Bat's high-tech gauntlet, until you find the one that opens up the back of the car.

Catwoman sits inside, her limber limbs and skilled, delicate fingers all immobilised by her seat's restraints.

"Finally, you come to your senses." The emerald-eyed thief purrs. She takes a moment to scan the street over your shoulder.

"Hm, Templeton Avenue. You can let me out here. I can get home just fine, Bats." Selina notes.

Ignoring her for now, "Batman" does something very unexpected.

He climbs in the back of his ride with her.

Wasting no time, you fish the Dark Knight's _sizeable member _out of his costume and approach Selina. Whether it's your interference, or just the vigilante's natural reaction to being around the sultry thief and his pretty protegé, "your" cock is rock hard.

Grabbing Ms. Kyle by her costume's cat ears, you hold her head in place and shove your throbbing cockhead past her lips.

Though her eyes blaze with the sheer surprise of your unexpected oral attack, Selina throws herself into pleasuring you. Just like every other sensation, you feel your host's pleasure as if it is your own.

You curl Batman's strong, gloved fingers into Selina's short black hair, using it as a sort of handle.

After a few wet, warm and lovely moments, you withdraw your cock, giving Selina a chance to catch a couple of breaths.

You've already made quite the mess of her make-up. Long trails of mascara run down either side of her face, and at this point, there's more red lipstick on Batman's cock than there is on her kissable lips.

"You beast!" Selina gasps. "You're supposed to at least let a girl offer her body for her freedom before you just take it like some damned barbarian!"

"I guess I... couldn't resist." You say, loving the rumble of the Bat's voice as you **** him to speak. You idly jerk your cock, and press the drooling tip against Selina's lower lip.

"What's up with you tonight?" Selina asks. So this wasn't normal behaviour for the Dark Knight, then? You had a feeling it wasn't. "It's like you're..."

Okay, she was sharp.

"Like I'm a different person?" You loose a laugh.

"A really different person." Selina observes. "Whatever, I like this new Bat!"

"Good, because you're about to get a mouthful of his cum!" You rasp, readying to return your cock to Selina's mouth.

"And then you'll... let me go, right?" Selina asks, a delicate eyebrow arched.

"Right." You respond.

"That's a little bit more like the old Bats." Selina winks.

Locking those beautiful green eyes of hers with yours, Selina happily opens her mouth, wide enough even to accept the Bat's thick member. That's all the encouragement you need.

Selina... knows what she's doing. You find it very easy to believe this isn't the first time she's sucked a cock to get her way. Hell, if the rumors about the two of 'em are true, maybe it's not even the first time that cock had been Batsy's.

For your part, you go rough on the foxy feline, grabbing her hair and pistoning in and out of her clever mouth.

Batman's damn lucky you took him over in the middle of the night, in such a quiet part of town. Here he is, going to town on one of his rogues as she sits, immobilised. You can only imagine how it would affect the Bat's standing if a pedestrian were to snap a pic of "his" carnal indiscretion on their phone.

Batman's body, though in peak condition, is still a mortal man's and as such, he can only last so long with Catwoman orally pleasuring him. Groaning in delight, you hilt yourself in Selina's ever so inviting mouth, firing rope after rope of thick Batcum into her mouth and down her throat.

As the torrent abates, you release your hold on Batman. Seconds later, you're aware you're back in your hotel room.

You can't help but giggle, imagining the awkward situation you've left the Caped Crusader in as he resumes control of his life.

Such pranks always amuse you, but you realise you've come to Gotham to make the city a better place, inasmuch as you can with your uniquely twisted power. Maybe it's time to get to it?

Get to work or clown around?

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