Ruining Catwoman Forever and Ever

Reverse cowgirl, ass slamming again and again, Catwoman fucked him like her rent was due.

“H-hold on—”

Tip to base was crazy.

PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—!

God damn could the thief of Gotham fuck; she was riding his dick like she loved him and wanted him to be proud when he was reaching the deepest parts of her anus. Fine ass bitch.

That ass. That fucking ass in the black latex or leather or whatever the fuck it was. Catwoman was throwing it down like that with erotic, shrill moans. Aaron was almost done. Pick a baby name.

“Cumming—!”

Nope. Catwoman squeezed his balls with her razor sharp nails, stopping the potential creampie in its tracks.

“Ah-ah. Too fast, Aaron. You gotta last longer.”

The camera panned across the lavish hotel suite, the soft glow of the city skyline filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The room was a seductive, dim ambiance, the kind that made every surface glisten—especially the black leather of Catwoman’s suit. In reverse cowgirl, her tight, round ass was impossible to ignore. Her stretched hole was impossible to ignore. Her smirk was impossible to ignore.

The livestream chat was exploding, comments flooding in faster than anyone could read them.

< BRO HER ASS IS FUCKING UNREAL.

< Aaron’s a lucky man, GODDAMN!

< She’s riding him like she’s trying to pay off a fucking mortgage.

Aaron, usually stoic and composed, was struggling to keep his cool. His jaw clenched, his hands gripping the sheets as Catwoman’s hips moved with a rhythm that was nothing short of devastating. He couldn’t even hold her.

Riiip!

She decided to rip her own costume and show her ass cheeks glistening with a light sheen of oil.

PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

“Mmmmm! Nnnggghhh~!”

She couldn’t speak it about when it was this fucking deep. Same with Aaron, the roundness of her ass jiggling every time she slammed back down onto his massive fourteen-inch cock. She was taking every inch, her tight asshole stretching to accommodate him, and the sound of their wet, slapping skin filling the room.

“G-gonna…!”

“Ah–ah–ah,” she purred, her voice dripping with playful dominance. “Bigger than Batman but definitely don't last as long as him.” She threw a smirk over her shoulder. Those green eyes of hers hypnotized the millions of viewers and the mention of Batman sent the chat into a frenzy.

< girl is giving us the performance of the century

< respect batman for not being a quickshot

< batman goated

< batman's my goat, he's only a quickshot cuz he didnt have preptime

Aaron groaned, his deep voice cracking slightly as she tightened around him. Just how much tiger could this bitch get? “H-hold on—” he stammered, his hands moving to grip her hips, trying to slow her down. But Catwoman wasn’t having it.

“Mm-mm, baby,” she cooed. “You’re not gonna tap out on me already, are you? I need you to last.” She rolled her hips in a slow, deliberate circle, the sensation making Aaron’s eyes roll back.

The chat erupted again.

< SHE’S A QUEEN.

< She’s riding him like she loves him, fuck.

< Someone get this man some water, he’s about to die.

< this move tuckered out bats. I know it did

Catwoman leaned forward slightly, her hands resting on Aaron’s thighs as she picked up the pace. Her ass bounced harder, the sound of their bodies colliding growing louder.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

The ripped costume and the stretched hole and everything that came with it was simply sublime. It was a view only intended for Batman once upon a time. Aaron Reigner revealed it to the world, even if they didn’t know it. This was the real Catwoman and she was talking about the realm Batman.

Ah, ignorance.

“Fuck, Aaron, you feel so good inside me! I’ve never felt this full before! Your cock is fucking destroying me!!”

She reached back, her gloved hands sliding over her own ass cheeks, spreading them slightly to give the camera a better view. “Look at you, baby,” she purred, her fingers tracing the edge of her swollen pussy where it stretched around his cock. “Look at how fucking wet you’ve made me.” She was dripping, her juices coating his shaft and making every thrust slick and sinful.

Aaron couldn’t take it anymore. “You’re gonna make me–”

“Shhh,” she interrupted, her tone commanding. “Not yet, baby. You’re gonna last a little longer for me. I’m not done with you yet.” She stopped moving, her pussy still wrapped tightly around him, and leaned back, her bare feet sliding up the inside of his thighs until her toes were gently massaging his balls.

Aaron let out a choked gasp.“ F-fuck,” he breathed, his hands gripping the sheets tighter.

Catwoman smirked, “You like that, don’t you? A little ball massage while I’m sitting on your cock? Fucking perfect, right?” She resumed her movements, but this time she was slower, more deliberate, her hips grinding against him in a way that made his entire body tremble.

Catwoman did a 180 so she was facing Aaron, her boobs now bouncing in his face. Her nipples were hard, poking through the thin material of her suit, and she leaned down to press them against his lips. “Suck on them, baby.”

His lips wrapped around one of her nipples, pulling it into his mouth as she rode him with renewed vigor. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, her hands tangling in his hair as she ground herself against him. “Fuck, yes,” she gasped, her head falling back. “Your cock is so fucking good, Aaron. I’m gonna come ALL over you~!!”

The words were enough to push him over the edge. “Selina—”

“Come on, baby,” she coaxed, her hips moving faster. “Give it to me. I want to feel you cum.”

And just like that, Aaron’s stoic demeanor shattered. His entire body convulsed as he came, his release spurting out of her pussy and coating Catwoman’s thighs. She let out a loud, satisfied moan, her own orgasm crashing over her as she ground herself against him, milking every last drop.

As they both caught their breath, Catwoman leaned down, capturing Aaron’s lips in a deep, passionate kiss. “I love your cock,” she murmured against his mouth, her fingers tracing his jawline. “I love it more than I love Batman.”

“Cat…”

“Yeah!”

His hands slapped her ass, seized a bountiful of her booty, and slammed his cock into the deepest parts of her womb.

Her eyes went wide. “Y-y-you think...!" Slam, slam! "J-j-just because you have a biiiig cock means everything is going to go youuur w-w-way—!”

Slam!

She was supposed to say, “You made a big mistake!”

Instead, an utterly undignified pathetic sound blew out of her nose. All it took was one womb-crushing thrust and all the pieces to her domination fell.

“Trying to hold back your voice?”

He wasn't even fucking moving. His cock was fully inside her, so deep that Selina couldn't feel her hips, and she collapsed onto him. Ass twitching, pussy gushing, her arms clinging and clawing to his shoulders pitifully.

“Haaah! Hnngh! Oooohhh!”

Saliva poured from her lips. Her eyes were rolled back. Catwoman looked half-conscious.

All from one thrust.

Twitch, twitch, twitch. His arms moved and pulled her gasping head down closer to him. “Damn, you're tight. I'm going to cum again. I'll fill up the tightest, deepest part of you, just like you want.”

His words were a casual declaration. A casual show of how fucking godly he was.

“From now on, never forget who this pussy belongs to me. You're not in the shitty BatCave anymore. Anywhere we fuck, you become my personal cum dumpster. Understand?”

The livestream ended there, the screen going black.