A concerned Nightwing comes over and gets the night of his life

Barbara kept masturbating in front of the window for what felt like hours but eventually, the perverted old man across the street shuddered and a stain came across the front of his brown slacks. To her shock and dismay, an incredibly powerful orgasm rocked her body in response to the sight, making her eyes roll back in her head and her knees buckle. She involuntarily screamed in ecstasy, loud enough that she could be heard through the window, then slumped onto the floor, her whole body flushed and twitching with afterglow.

"Whu- ugh, the fuuuuck . . ." she moaned, trying to collect her thoughts through a haze of pure bliss.

"Nice, wasn't it? See, I'm not all bad! That was probably the best orgasm of your life, all thanks to me. Feels good to be a helpful neighbor, doesn't it?"

The memory of Mr. Carrington not only having watched her masturbate but having recorded the entire affair was like a cold shower. She reached up from the floor and yanked her curtains closed, turning up to stare daggers at Inara.

"I . . . will . . . stop you!" she panted angrily, getting to her feet slowly, still naked and flushed with arousal. "Somehow!"

"I really doubt it, Barbara. Especially not tonight, considering you're going to be awfully busy."

"You-" she began but was cut short when Nightwing came swinging in through her alleyway window.

"Uh, Barbara, I got your texts and, uh- you never do anything like that, so I just wanted to make . . ."

His voice trailed off as he saw her standing completely nude, nipples hard and hair disheveled.

"Oh, my! This is Dick? He's absolutely delicious!" Inara purred. "Go get him!"

Barbara felt the familiar tingle of Inara's magic all over her body and felt herself become incredibly aroused once more, pussy dripping wet.

"I need you to fuck me! NOW!" she practically growled as she felt her body throw herself at him, kissing him fiercely while wrapping her arms around his shoulders and legs around his waist.

Although caught by surprise, Dick Grayson returned her passionate kiss for a few moments before reluctantly pulling away as much as he was able while she writhed against him.

"Uh, Barbara, are you sure? This isn't really like you-"

"God, just shut up and FUCK ME! I NEED YOU, DICK! Talk later, FUCK NOW!"

Dick needed no more urging. The next time she kissed him she felt him return it with no reservations. Although his beautiful blue eyes were still wide with surprise, he slid his hands up to her pert ass and held her as she wrapped her legs against his waist. She could feel his cock getting hard in response to her wild, obvious need. He moved towards the bed but her body, controlled by Inara, had other ideas.

With the agility and balance that came from years of training, she kept one hand around his shoulders, then easily slid one hand down and unzipped the fly of his costume with her other hand. She fished out his thick, ten inch cock, purring with delight at the feel of it in her hands before sliding her waist down and his cock into her hot, eager pussy.

Nightwing gasped as he slid inside her and they slammed against a wall, making the dresser rattle.

"Jesus, Barbara, you're so wet! Ungh!"

Barbara cried out in ecstasy as he slid deep inside of her. While she had no control over her body, she could still feel everything, even more intensely than normal. Usually it took a lot of foreplay and kissing to get her in the mood, so she'd never been fucked like this before - just rammed into like a cheap whore, so wet and needy for cock. To her shame, it felt amazing, several orders of magnitude more than any sex she'd ever had before.

Inara stood next to them as Dick began fucking her up against the wall and she clawed at his shoulders and back. She felt Inara's hot breath in her ears as she whispered things that Barbara immediately found herself parroting.

"OH, FUCK! YES! JUST LIKE THAT! FUCK ME HARD!"

Dick's eyes widened in shock as Barbara was never one for dirty talk before, just low moans and the occasional scream or gasp when she climaxed.

"Jesus, Barbara! You- ungh! Fuck! What- what's gotten into you?"

"YOU! Your big cock feels SO GOOD inside me! I NEED IT SO BAD! NEVER STOP FUCKING ME! HARDER, DICK, HARDER!"

Dick didn't need any more encouragement but he still got all the same. As he pumped in and out of her needy pussy, slamming her against the wall, she screamed and begged for more for what felt like hours . . . until she suddenly climaxed, much sooner than she expected.

"DICK! DICK! DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!" she howled at the top of her lungs as she came so hard it was like an explosion inside of her. Her pussy spasmed and squeezed his dick hard with the **** of her climax and she felt him reach release as well, pumping her full of cum. If all of her previous lifetime's worth of orgasms were a 7, and masturbating in front of the window was an 8, this was 9 out of 10. She saw stars and distantly felt herself going limp and boneless against him.

"Fuck! FUCK! Barbara! Jesus . . ." he groaned in response, sliding out of her with an audible pop.

Tenderly, he carried her to the bed and began slipping out of his uniform.

"That was- wow! Just, wow. I never thought you had that in you, Babs."

"Mmmm, Dick . . ." she heard herself say in a lazy slur and giggle, but it wasn't entirely an act. She felt drunk and boneless after that orgasm, unable to focus or concentrate. Her whole body buzzed with pure pleasure.

Inara's appreciative noises as Dick slid off the last of his underwear and his costume, however, then slid into bed alongside her, helped bring her back to herself somewhat. She realized the sick ifrit bitch had been watching the whole time and made her do all of it and her fury fought against the sensations of pure bliss.

Dick noticed her facial expression slowly and frowned.

"Barbara, seriously, are you OK? Did something happen to make you . . . uh, like this?"

Barbara's rage and post-coital pleasure had dulled her mind and she tried to blurt out the truth of the situation without thinking.

"Yes, I was out on patrol and I-"

Inara snickered and blew her a kiss.

"-found one of Poison Ivy's old hideouts. I was about to leave when a flower sprayed me with some pink pollen and ever since, all I can think about is sex!"

Inwardly, she panicked, realizing she'd just invoked the penalty cause once again! Outwardly, however, Barbara found her pussy heating up yet again and nipples hardening once more, her left hand reaching down to stroke Dick's member.

"That's really serious, Barbara, we should get you back to the Batcave to analyze your- oh!"

"It feels AMAZING, though, Dick! Can we- can we just enjoy it for tonight? PLEASE? I've never cum so hard in my LIFE!" she heard herself beg. "Just fuck me a few more times, OK? Then we can go get me checked out, I promise!"

Dick's face was awash with emotion as Barbara moved his hand to cup her right tit, nipple hard and ready and used her other hand to stroke him expertly.

"I- uh, we really shouldn't- um-" he babbled, trying to pull away . . . but not trying very hard.

"Pleeeaaaase? You can fuck me in any position that you like! Tonight, I'm willing to do anything - ANYTHING!" she cooed, inwardly hating Inara for making her sound like a total whore, but outwardly looking up at Dick with big, needy eyes and a lustful pout.

She felt his cock twitch in her hand and saw Dick swallow and make up his mind.

"Oh-OK! But . . . just one more time, then we're getting you to get your blood analyzed, all right?"

Barbara felt herself respond by kissing him again passionately, pussy and tits once again starting to throb with wanton need.

"Whatever you say, Dick! Just fuck me, PLEASE, please fuck me!"

Dick returned the kiss eagerly, hands straying all over her body, squeezing her pert C-cups and exploring her roughly, rougher than he'd ever been before with her. She felt him get hard almost immediately. Every touch was pure pleasure, however, much to Barbara's rage and delight as Inara stood at the foot of the bed and watched, licking her full lips.

Eventually, Dick broke the kiss and panted roughly in her ear.

"I- I want to fuck you from behind. Is that OK or-"

Ordinarily, it was Barbara's absolutely least favorite position. Doggy style was a position with no romance where you couldn't even see the person you were making love to, something for cheap sluts, but Dick had always asked, saying her ass was her best feature. She'd always said no, of course. Tonight, however, she slid away from him, bent over her bed and raised up her tight, pert pale ass in the air with zero hesitation, wiggling her butt like a bitch in heat.

"Sure, Dick! Fuck me however you want, just FUCK ME!" she purred, tossing her long red hair as she went to look at him over her shoulder, her pussy dripping juices down her toned things like a faucet.

"Oh-OK!" Dick said with just a twinge of guilt in his voice but that vanished immediately as he plunged his thick cock inside of her. "Oh, FUCK!"

"AH! Yes! YES! Fuck me, Dick, FUCK ME!" Barbara felt herself say, beginning another torrent of bellowing dirty talk. She gave a nonstop monologue of how good his cock felt in her pussy, how hard she needed him to fuck her, how it was okay to spank her naughty ass if he wanted - which he did - as he pumped in and out of her like mad. Distantly, she saw her alarm clock on the nightstand through a haze of blinding pleasure, and realized Inara was holding back her pleasure for now as the fucking went on and on. She felt herself on the crest of another powerful orgasm but the crest never seemed to fade, a pleasurable agony.

What felt like an eternity later, her ass was stinging from all the spankings and her scalp hurt from when he'd added hair-pulling to the mix, at her eager encouragement. Dick somehow was lasting incredibly long, even for him, and she felt achingly close and sore. She desperately wanted to cum so badly.

"You can cum and stop now if you tell him to call you his dumb little buttslut. Otherwise, this can and will last all night." Inara cooed to her as she sat and watched from a nearby chair.

Barbara gritted her teeth and glared at Inara. Being **** to say all this stuff was one thing but, if she thought she'd say it herself, she was never going to get the satisfaction. She shook her head in a quick, angry "no" at her.

"Suit yourself!" Inara said with a smile.

The doggy style pounding of her pussy kept on and on and on. She reached up her hands and mauled her own tits, pulling on her nipples as he relentlessly fucked her from behind, trying to achieve the climax that was so close and yet so far.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, covered in sweat and ass cheeks stinging like she'd been branded like an iron, she just couldn't take it any more.

"Cuh- Call me your dumb little buttslut!" she hissed.

"Wh- what?" grunted a panting Dick.

"CALL ME YOUR DUMB LITTLE BUTTSLUT!"

She heard him gasp in shock and for a moment, she thought he wasn't going to do it but instead she heard him say it, punctuating each word with a thrust and a smack of her ass.

"You- You're my-"

"DUMB!"

"LITTLE!"

"BUTTSLUT!" he growled.

Barbara came. She came so hard she blacked out, her whole body exploding with pleasure like a firework as he said the words, the most powerful orgasm of her life. When she blearily came to, she heard Dick muttering and felt something warm and sticky on her back and ass cheeks. Distantly, she realized he'd pulled out and came on her ass and back, but none of that mattered. All that mattered was the pure pleasure radiating through her.

"Ungh! Jesus! Uff. Fuck!" Dick panted as he flopped back onto the bed beside her. "That was- . . . fuck! Barbara? Babs? You OK?"

She just moaned softly in response. Even if this was some sort of evil being making it happen, she couldn't fight how good it felt.

"Mmmm' goooood . . ." she moaned softly into a pillow. "Jes gonna sleeeeep . . ."

Distantly, she saw the nightstand clock - it was now 4:33AM. They'd fucked the entire night away. Distantly, she fought to stay conscious, fought to try and remember Inara but her exhausted body couldn't resist sleep.

The last thing she heard before drifting off was Inara's voice whispering in her ear again.

"Just think - if you give in and make those wishes, you can feel like this all the time! Otherwise, well- oh, never mind, we'll talk again later. Sweet dreams . . . my dumb little buttslut."