Selina was getting soft. That was all there was to it. She'd unluckied her way into more than her usual share of trouble and instead of being able to handle it herself, she'd turned to Batman. Only he wasn't there. Off with the Justice League.
So she'd had to flee, her home in her rear-view all the way to Bludhaven. There she could both lay low and throw off the scent; it was as roguish a town as Gotham, with as many shadows to lose herself in.
Perusing Bruce's list of safehouses, she'd picked a more upscale one--no need to harden up just yet--and let herself in to begin her purgatory. Only the moment she shut the door behind her, she heard the shower turn on. Someone was in the apartment with her.
Bruce?
she wondered. She imagined his athletic body under the shower spray, his hands soaping down all his hard muscles, his scarred flesh... that big, thick cock...
Selina never had been one for restraint. She could've laid on the bed in something skimpy, but why wait? With her catsuit unzipped and her mask off, she let herself into the steamy bathroom. Through the fog and the pebbled-glass shower door, she saw the naked flesh of a man washing himself. Her tense body made it impossible to hesitate. The best way to relieve herself of all the stress she was under was in one big burst of orgasm. She threw open the door and stared hungrily inside, her gaze immediately riveted to the fat cock between the man's legs.
"Jesus, Selina!" Dick colored with surprise and hopelessly attempted to hide his girthy manhood behind his hands. "What are you doing here?"
"I thought I'd save water," Selina said huskily. "I'm all dirty, you know. I need to get clean. And Brucie does pay the utility bill..."
"You're on the run, aren't you?" Dick barked. "I hope whatever shiny thing you got your paws on was worth it. I should turn you in myself--just because Bruce has a soft spot for you doesn't mean I have to."
"No, you shouldn't be soft on me," Selina purred, unzipping her catsuit. "You should be hard. Very, very hard."
She stripped out of her leathers and let them fall to the tile, showing Dick just what it was that made his mentor find her so much more complicated than just cops and robbers. Dick's eyes bulged at the sight of her curvaceous figure. His cock immediately started to rise, swelling up even bigger than it was limp.
"My, you have heated things up, huh?" Selina commented, stepping into the shower and flushing instantly with the heat of the water. "I guess you know you don't need a cold shower with me."
She faced him, her stiff nipples almost touching his chest. She stared seductively into his eyes, even though she felt the presence and the tension of his erection aimed at her belly. It was an effort to keep from looking down at it.
It was an effort for Dick too, though Selina didn't know if he was straining to look away from her or to take a visual taste of her despite his mentor's claim. Either way, he ended up staring helplessly at her luscious body. His eyes raked their way up her shapely thighs and her neatly trimmed pubic triangle. He groaned when his gaze reached her full breasts.
There was no use denying his hardness anymore; he no longer tried. His enormous cock stood straight out in front of him, the knob jerking and twitching only inches from Selina's wet slit.
"Oh, Dick, why do you have to be so big?" Selina spoke evenly, but it was a labor to keep her voice from cracking with lust. "I can't take a gigantic cock like that. It looks like it would break me in half. But the least I can do is get it clean for whichever girl decides you're worth being broken in two."
Grabbing the bar of soap, she knelt before Dick, tittering when his beet-red knob slapped her chin on the way down. Dick sighed joyously with her gently soaping his stiff cock, fondling it with the soap in her hand until he was hard as a rock and surrounded by a lather.
"Oh shit--" Dick groaned.
"What's the matter? With so much cock, are you that much more sensitive? Am I hurting you with my soft little hands?" Selina dropped the soap, ignoring its clatter at the bottom of the shower to wrap her fingers hungrily around Dick's manhood. She squeezed it with greedy zeal in her eyes. "No, I'm not hurting you. You're hurting yourself. It hurts to want something so much and not let yourself take it--now doesn't it?"
"I don't w-want it," Dick stammered before thrusting his hands into her short, dark hair and pulling her close to his member. "But I'll take it.
You'll
take it."
"Yes," Selina breathed. "I will."
She held up his prick until the flowing water had rinsed off all the soap suds, then dropped her hand to the base of his erection to hold it in place. Her lips opened wide. She pressed herself down his cockhead and length of his shaft until she'd taken as much of his manhood as she could into her mouth. Then she tried to take more.
His cock was delicious: one of the sweetest organs she'd ever had in her mouth. She gurgled with shameless delight around it, her cheeks dimpled and her lips pursed, all of her mouth a tight, sucking hole around Dick's swelling member.
"Suck me!" Dick pulled her hair as he rocked his hips, rutting his way down her throat. "I can't stand it! I'm so fucking hard! You gave me this hard-on, now it's your problem!
Swallow it!"
Glaring at him as if to say that she didn't appreciate being given orders, but did like him showing some enthusiasm finally, Selina began to suck. She rolled her tongue desperately over and around the fat, shiny glans of his manhood. The shower spray frothed on her bent back, cascading out of her wet hair and off her stiffening breasts.
Gulping and gagging, Selina forced even more cock down to sate the hunger inside of her. Holding Dick's throbbing masculinity in where she could taste and play with it was good, but it only began to satisfy her.
