The Official Selina Kyle Sex Tape Live Stream

Getting fucked doggy-style and consequently creampied was very, very expected. But to give a sexy blowjob right after?

"Mmmmm…!"

To purposely tug on your zipper, never quite pulling it down in order to tease the viewer? Fuck. Bruce always knew she had it in her to be a professional pornstar. Bruce, however, had only one question: How was he lasting so long?

For him, whenever Selina blew him, he barely got four strokes in before his balls churned and he had to try and stop his premature ejaculationwith his godlike discipline. At first, he could manage it but after a while, he busted. Every single time. He busted prematurely. Completely embarrassed the legendary Batman. Catwoman had to have possessed obscene amounts of talent to turn Batman into a quickshot. All that experience and he turned into a clumsy amateur when it comes to Selina.

"Haa…"

The cock left her lips and was suddenly sizing up to her head. Slapping it a couple times to show that it was indeed the man in control. He was so girthy that he blocked her whole face. Selina pushed so that it would cover only one eye, letting the camera see her little smirk, her tongue went from top to bottom.

The camera showed as her tongue rolled around the outside of his nutsack. Fucking hell, even his nutsack was bigger than Bruce's dick. Hell, it was bigger than his dick and balls combined! It wasn't fair!

Selina purposely rose to the tip and gave a snakey lick. The type that was purely for the camera. Purely for the theatrics.

Purely for the pathetic men jerking off to this livestream.

Batman was sure he jerked off the hardest.

Her lips parted and she took the head into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive skin. The camera zoomed in, capturing every detail—the way her lips stretched around the girth, the way her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, the way her eyes fluttered closed in pleasure.

Oh my god. The loverboy billionaire in Bruce responded: Selina was trying to earn herself a shopping spree at bath and body works doing all that. All that saliva, that cute smile…

Fuck. If only it was him…!

Selina's green eyes opened, locking onto the camera as she pushed herself further down, her throat muscles working to accommodate the monster in her mouth. She didn't stop. No gag reflex

Bruce's breath hitched, his body betraying him as he felt a heat rising in his balls. He couldn't look away. Damn her.

Selina pulled back, her lips leaving the cock with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting her to it. She smirked at the camera, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. "Not bad for the first round, huh?"

The man chuckled, his hand reaching out to grip her hair. "Let's see if you can handle the real challenge."

That voice…it was familiar. Perhaps if the World's Greatest Detective was not the woman starring in the video, he might have identified who ti was.

Selina's eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded, her hands resting on the man's thighs for support. She opened her mouth wide, her tongue flattening against the underside of the cock as she took it back in, deeper this time. Her throat bulged and she went down! Her nose pressed against the man's abdomen.

She did it. Catwoman took it all down.

But…

Why did it feel like she could done from the start and only did all this for theatrics sake? Why? Just why did Bruce think she was comfortable with the biggest cock in the world?

Catwoman bobbed up and down, up and down, those green eyes glowing. Those green eyes staring into his soul. He could hear the wet sounds of her mouth working, the muffled moans, the guttural groans from the man. This is insane, he thought, but he couldn't deny the heat pooling in his balls.

This whole time, Bruce had been jerking himself off. He had been edging himself so that he wouldn't cum. He…the Batman had dignity. He wouldn't cum to his ex-fiancée's porn livestream.

Yet as it was going…

"Mwah!"

She went back to kiss the crown of the cock, leaned down once more, her lips wrapping around the cock, and this time, she didn't stop. Inch by inch, she pushed herself down, her throat muscles contracting and relaxing as she worked to take the entire length. The camera caught every detail—the way her eyes watered, the way her hands gripped the man's thighs for support, the way her body trembled with effort.

"Fuck, Selina…!"

The male voice again.

"Cumming!"

He pumped his load down her throat.

Except Bruce didn't care about the voice but the cock. Only the cock and the cum that was drowning down her throat. His eyes were wide wide from watching her throat bulge and swallow the fourteen inch cock. Not only had it disappeared completely into her mouth but he was emptying his balls down that passageway too.

Gulp, gulp, gulp.

'She's actually doing it,' he thought, his mind racing. 'She's really—'

She didn't waste a drop. Catwoman pulled back, her lips leaving the cock with a wet gasp, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. She looked directly into the camera, her eyes smoldering with a mix of pride and challenge. "Told you I'm the best," she teased. "Aren't I, darlings?"

Darlings—the viewers.

Bruce leaned back in his chair, his breath coming in short, uneven bursts. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the screen, his mind a whirlwind of emotions—anger, jealousy, arousal. This male POV was just—

Bruce squeezed his cock when the hung stud suddenly started moving. The camera followed him. He folded Selina up like a lawn chair on the bed, legs on her shoulders, and—

"More?" the big dick male asked.

Holy fuck. Every damn time, seeing that cock press against her stomach was just…

"Like I said," Catwoman said with that classic smirk, "I've been training. More is better. Bigger is better~"

Thrust!

He went fully inside with that one thrust. More than that, they were already back to fucking. Already back to pistoning fourteen fucking inches in and out like it was nothing. Like the Great Batman simply couldn't. Like...like knowing Batman couldn't.

Catwoman relished it, eyes rolled back and crying out, "I can't get enough of you!! Fuck, fuuuck! THIS COCK DRIVES ME CRAZY! THIS COCKKK~! I'M SOOO LUCKY! I LOVE THIS! I LOVE THIS COCKKKK~!"

Not many women could spread their legs for a cock like that! Folded up the way she was, that was ALL dick up in her guts.

And considering it was Catwoman, a man had no choice but to go crazy.

Seeing her expressions so clearly, seeing her flexible legs uptop, seeing her moan and whimper and orgasm more times than he could keep up…

Spurt, spurt, spuuurt!

Bruce decided, "To hell with discipline," and came all over his computer keyboard.

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Five hours of raw fucking. Five hours of masturbating to his ex's sextape.

"Tch."

[ BAT SIGNAL DETECTED ]

[ ACTIVATOR: COMMISSIONER JIM GORDON ]

The BatComputer finally fired him a warning on the Bat Signal. Bruce Wayne's cock and balls were shrivelled up, empty from over ten climaxes.

And Selina?

"—YOU MAKE ME LOSE CONTROL! YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A SLUT! A WHORE! BECAUSE ALL I WANT RIGHT NOW IS YOUR BIG, FAT COCCCK—!"

And the guy?

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

He was fucking her while standing, balls bouncing and slapping against her ass. One might think he would stop considering Selina still had her costume on. The theme of cosplay sex never stopped. The theme of utter male domination did not either. Bruce had no idea what this dude's balls were made of but they were worth every bit.

He crammed in twelve creampies in Selina's pussy already—

Pump, pump, pump.

Ah, there was the twelfth. The camera angle darted over to show it, how his balls tightened, how he kneaded Catwoman's ass like dough, and how his cock pumped her silly until a pool of cum formed under his feet.

Bruce got up, dick out, and walked over to pick out a new suit. In the background, the erotic sex between Catwoman and the world's biggest cock did not stop. He stared at his own reflection, unable to care for the Batsuit that lay beyond it.

"...I need to find my own happiness."

Yet, there was a nagging feeling in the back of his head. Something was wrong.

No. All was well.

Catwoman had found her own happiness. That meant he had to find his own happiness too. Someday. But not today.