Love and Lust: Catwoman

Pamela Isley's legs shook slightly, still sore from the intense threesome with Dick and Karen, yet she still had a triumphant smile on her face as she strutted out of the guest room.

Why wouldn't she be happy? The redhead had gotten exactly what she wanted, raw, carnal sex with the man she had found herself deeply attached to at this point. Sure, Ivy didn't claim Dick for herself, or get the chance to run away with him to some unpolluted paradise where they would never even need to wear clothes--but she did get her reward out of it...packed deep into her cunt and in her stomach.

Ivy had feasted the tasty splotches of seed off of the big-titted superheroine like a madwoman, licking up every trace of semen off of her taut stomach, her beautiful, twitching face, and especially her watermelon-sized breasts.

By the green, they were so delectable and fun to squeeze, that even Ivy herself found herself somewhat obsessed with them. She had taken great pleasure in slurping Dick's cum off of her mammaries, suckling on her nipples to combine the salty taste of the sperm with Karen's sweet breast milk.

She didn't know how the buxom blonde was able to lactate without being pregnant, but Ivy certainly wasn't going to complain. The villainous vixen also made sure to consume the cum stored in between Karen's tits from their dual titfuck as well as the load in her pussy, too. Ivy had to be thorough: after all, she couldn't call herself a "maid" if she wasn't.

But the time to roleplay as a shamelessly maid was over; now all Ivy wanted to do was go back to her garden and plant those socotra dragon seeds Kory had gotten her--and, perhaps have Dick all to herself for the rest of the night.

Unfortunately, as Ivy made her way down the hall, a familiar pale-skinned, slightly psychotic, blonde jumped her.

"Harle--mmph!" Ivy moaned frustratedly as Harley Quinn greeted her in the same way as usual- a heated make-out session, the pasty clown girl slipping her tongue down the redhead's throat. Ivy usually tolerated Harley's assertive traditions, but to her disdain, that whore scooped out and swallowed the cum/milk the green-skinned woman had worked hard to earn! "Mnn-urgh! Harley, you bitch, that was mine!"

"Mmm--tangy!" Harley smacked her lips, licking her lips clean of any traces of Ivy's prized fluids. "My compliments to the chef, I give dat smoothie a 6.9/10!"

"What are you doing here?!?" Ivy snarled as Harley began to cackle, before loudly burping. "I specifically said that the house was off limits!"

"Oh, c'mon red, I just got here!" Harley whined, her shrill voice causing Ivy to flinch slightly. She loved that ditzy blonde, but sometimes Ivy forgot how...grating her voice was, especially when Harley slurred her speech with that accent of hers. Perhaps that was why she had moved away from Gotham in the first place... "Jump City is so boring! The pizza here sucks, and the big letter T-building had all this high-tech security around it! So I was hoping you and me could have some fun, you know, since it's been a while!"

Ivy rubbed her eyes. "I'm busy, Harley."

"Yeah, I can tell you've been real busy...busy fuckin'!" Harley exclaimed accusingly, narrowing her eyes at Ivy's sweaty, nude body. She circled around the older woman, her gaze drawn to the red handprint that Karen had left on her ass cheek...adding her own slap a moment later.

SMACK!

"Hey!" Ivy shouted indignantly, as Harley admired her wobbling butt cheek, shrugging.

"What? You know I can't resist spanking your badonkadonk when it's hanging out like that! And it looks like your playmates have been doin' it rough, too--I see that gape, red!"

"Where's Selina?" Ivy hissed, shamefully covering her derrière with her hands behind her back.

"Who knows, who cares, she's probably robbing a tuna factory. Let's fuck!"

"I-I need to attend to my babies. They come first!" Ivy stammered, but Harley had already grabbed hold of her forearm, dragging her back into the upstairs hallway.

"Yeah, yeah, well you play mommy with your plant-babies all the time! It's been forever since we've bumped uglies!" Harley retorted. Ivy began to struggle less as Harley stuck her tongue out and began to swivel it in a familiar fashion. There was one reliable way to shut her up...

"Just let me get a drink first, I need to replenish my strength!" Ivy mumbled.

"I got it covered. Mm, fresh from the tap, too." Harley giggled, rubbing her quim through her red and black booty shorts. "Now let's break this bed in!" As she pulled Ivy into one of the rooms, the green-skinned woman quickly recognized her surroundings and gasped

"H-Harley! This is Dick's room!"

"I know." Harley was still smiling, but she couldn't hide the vindictive look in her eyes as she threw Ivy onto the pillows and sheets before them. "Let's fuck on the bed of the guy who's been hoarding you all for himself, red."

***

"About time. I was this close to hailing a cab out of this place." crooned the seductive voice of a sexy cat-burglar, who was waiting for Dick on the flat-roof of his shared home with Kory.

Stretching his back, Dick cautiously stepped closer to Catwoman, fully dressed in his Nightwing outfit. He didn't bother bringing his escrima sticks or wing-dings, figuring he wouldn't need them in his confrontation with Selina.

At least he hoped he wouldn't need them.

"Is that how you got here, Selina?" Dick remarked, crossing his arms. "I just assumed you took the scenic route, like hitching a ride on the Batmobile or something."

"Flatterer." Selina flashed a mischievous grin at him. It appeared playful, but Dick was experienced enough with Selina to know that what she was really doing was sizing him up. Playing with her food. "I have my own ride back, handsome. Your tall, dark, and brooding mentor would never take me out for a romantic drive across the country, never let me chase him down for a change, have any fun...you on the other hand..."

She sexily sauntered closer to Dick, her curvaceous hips swaying distractingly. The former Robin vividly remembered all the times Selina had caught him staring at him back in his earlier years, and she still was a spectacular vision of pure sex. Shapely and lithe at the same time, curves poured into a tight, latex suit that showed everything and nothing at all--

Except for the stunning green eyes under her goggles, bright red lips, and button nose, of course.

"...I've seen enough to know that you definitely know how to have a good time." Being slightly shorter than Dick, Selina stood on the balls of her feet to wickedly smirk in his face. Running her hands down his chest, past his insignia, she added, "I half-expected you to be joining me in your birthday suit, Boy Wonder. Why bother hiding what I've already seen...and I've seen everything."

Dick hitched his breath as Selina circled a clawed finger around the center of his abdomen. He already figured that she had known he was the first Robin, and was Dick Grayson, a certain Gothamite billionaire's adopted son...but there were still some questions he wanted answered.

"How did Ivy tell you where she was? And why?"

Selina's smug demeanor shifted into an annoyed pout. "Don't even get me started on Pam's 'eco-friendly' alternative to using a goddamn cell phone. That green bitch insisted on using a literal grapevine to talk to us; she even taught her vines how to carve messages on stone tablets since the 'flayed remains of her tree babies' is--"

"Hold on, us?" Dick interrupted. "Please tell me you're just talking about Harley and yourself, the last thing I need is for Jump City to become an open season for Gotham's most notorious-"

"Of course not, do you really think that low of me?" Selina hissed, giving Dick's chiseled chest an irritated smack. "Our little shindig was exclusively between us Sirens only...besides, why have competition in pickpocketing this place dry?"

"You--!"

"Got you!" Selina laughed, her sizable chest rising and falling as she rolled her eyes at his startled reaction. "God, I figured with all the non-stop fucking, you'd at least be a little less tense than the Bat, right? No, Harley's the one who wanted to play tourist, I stuck around to see what the fuss was all about."

The second Dick heard the casual reference to Harley strolling around Jump City in the middle of the night, he turned, beginning to walk away--until Selina's dainty hand caught his wrist.

"Wait! Harley's not gonna do anything, I promise!" Selina exclaimed, pulling Dick back to embrace him fully, sliding her hands past his shoulders. "Aren't you gonna ask what I saw? Who I saw you fuck besides Ivy, I mean?"

Her perfume suddenly became intoxicating to his senses. "Ivy invited you to...watch us?"

"Of course not, that treehugger didn't want us anywhere near your pretty little head." The cat burglar licked her cherry red lips. "She thought we'd steal you away from her, can you believe it?"

Noticing how dazed Dick was by her close proximity, Selina continued. "But after hearing all those hot, detailed stories of Ivy finding a hunky, perfect man, you can't blame a girl for being curious...especially when it was a woman like Ivy telling us this! She was the biggest 'vagitarian' between the three of us, naturally we had to see this dreamboat of a guy! But Ivy neglected to mention that her hunky hubby was YOU..."

As she spoke, Selina made sure to rub her knee against his groin, and her round, tightly contained breasts against his pecs. "I never knew that she had such a type for younger guys, birdboy. Must be a 'Mother Nature' thing...which makes you a perfect match with that obsession with redheads with big boobs you have; or is it busty blondes?" He felt her hardened nipples through the fabric of both of their costumes. "Or well endowed brunettes? I'm sensing a pattern here, young man..."

Dick briefly considered grabbing Selina's slender waist; instead he opted to grab her forearms and slowly push her body away from his.

Selina's eyes twinkled mischievously at Dick's silent attempt to reject her flirtatious advances. "What's the matter? Is there a limit to how many women you can handle a day, tomcat?"

"Tomcat?"

"Yes, tomcat, that's what you are. Always prowling around for an easy fuck, going from pussy to pussy--First it was your six-foot tall girlfriend on the couch, and then Ivy and Power Girl at the same time..." Selina stepped away from Dick, turning her back to make sure his gaze was glued to the round globes of her ass, bound tight by her catsuit. "Did seeing me again make you excited, Nightfling? Remind you of the good old days, when you were in that ugly yellow cape and green shorts, undressing little ol' me behind that mask of yours?"

"I remember a thief who played dirty to get what she wanted." Dick said. He wasn't in the mood to be another one of Selina's naïve victims tonight. If she hadn't stolen from him already, she was definitely planning on doing it at some point.

"Play dirty? Boy Wonder!" Selina scoffed dramatically, suddenly rushing forward to Dick to grab hold of his hibernating manhood through the protective padding of his outfit. "Can't you tell when a woman's interested in a man as...well endowed as you? Mmmn, make that Man Wonder, actually..."

"I guess Ivy's not the only one who has a thing for younger guys, huh?" Dick replied slyly, using every ounce of willpower within him to not let out a pleasurable moan from how she was fondling his length. "Or for dating your exes' former sidekicks, apparently."

"Hmph, do you actually think me and Batman were a thing?" Selina paused her incessant massage of his crotch. "First off, Ivy's the cradle robber, not me. I'm just here to sample the goods she's been advertising. Second, Batman was the real tease, more interested in putting me in an orange jumpsuit than nothing at all..."

"Wait, are you serious? You and him never--?" His incredulous reaction earned him a painful squeeze between his legs. "OW!"

"Pay attention, birdbrain! You thought that he was sending you away whenever I robbed a jewelry store so he could have good old fashioned, one-on-one, dirty damp and deep with yours truly?" Selina scowled, a look of years of pent-up frustration visible now. "No, the incorruptible Batman never took up any of my offers, he was always more interested in chasing around that lunatic clown than show me what was underneath that utility belt of his...so NO, I've never hooked up with Batman, not when he's never once bothered to even lick to the center of my kitty-cat!"

"Alright, I believe you!" Dick said abashedly. "I just didn't think that he was-"

"-That much of a prude? Didn't you pay attention to the stern 'talking to' he was giving you earlier?" Selina interjected. "I know I did, I was there. Trying to get you to become a boring, celibate killjoy like himself...if I didn't know Batman by now, I would've assumed he was jealous..."

She shook her head in mock disapproval as she began to quickly jerk at his now-hardened prick. "And who wouldn't be...jealous of a big cock like this?"

When Dick reached over to grab at the zipper on the front of her outfit, Selina slapped his hand away with her other hand, still steadily stroking him as she spoke. "Ah ah, young man. I think it's about time you appreciate the other parts of a woman's body, you know, everything that isn't my boobs?"

"I can do that." Dick grunted, moving his hands down to greedily paw at her thick, curvaceous ass. Selina yelped as he kneaded her buttcheeks, his palms clapping onto her wobbling derrière, and the squeaking sounds of her latex getting tugged and rubbed filled the air. "Is this good enough appreciation?"

"Well, if you're going to be like THAT--" Suddenly, Selina wrought herself from Dick's grasp, his erection fully sprung out and aching from the absence of her attentive touch; until she turned around, and SLAMMED herself ass-first against his clothed hard-on, capturing it between the ample warmth of her backside.

CLAP!

"UGH!" Dick cried out.

"--Then I'll be as forward as I like!" Slowly rotating the hills of her massive, leather-covered ass around his prick, Selina looked over her shoulder to display the smug look contentment that was now on her beautiful face. "Ahmm, you like my ass, Nightwing? Does it feel as good as my tits would? Or maybe even better? Mmmn, I'm getting an answer down there!"

Giggling, Selina began to outright grind and twerk on his waist, aggressively pushing back to smush his pointed length with her immense bubble butt, making sure to quicken her efforts as Dick's moans increased in volume.

He struggled to stand upright, gripping her wide, womanly hips in his hands as she managed to trap his stiffened bulge between her asscheeks. Selina let out a haughty mewl when she felt his cockhead press against her anus, at how his member desperately attempted to bury itself inside her butthole, despite the skintight pieces of cloth separating them.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Bucking heatedly against her plump posterior, Dick wordlessly humped Selina from behind like a dog in heat--however, before he could pull the lecherous older woman away from him long enough to pull his pants down, Selina did it herself, pressing her back to Dick's chest as she replaced her fast-paced assjob with a slow, but arousing thighjob.

"There we go, now I can really have a good look at what I'm working with!" Selina cooed sultrily, glancing down at his covered erection, stretching the fabric of his suit as it pumped between her suffocating thighs. "So very big...a phallus this big looks absolutely painful to take! Those poor other girls..." She casually smacked Dick's hands away when they tried and failed to grab hold of her prestigious bust again.

"Now Dick, it simply is not polite to grab a lady in places she doesn't want you to touch!" Scolding him in a mock motherly fashion, Selina proceeded to clamp her legs on Dick's rigid mast, nearly causing him to double over from the pleasurable strain.

"God, Selina!" Dick groaned with gritted teeth, his hands retreating down to her midsection again. "Do you want it or not? Or is my size too intimidating for you?"

Selina let out a fake offended gasp at his comment. "Of course not! I've seen far more impressive woodwork than what you're offering--if anyone's desperate right now-" She emphasized her words with every additional grind of her hips back against his pelvis, "It's you! Mmn, I can feel you pulsing, already ready to cum!"

Her warm body heat that surrounded his burgeoning shaft suddenly felt like a furnace; it also felt wet, as if Selina's arousal was leaking from her imprisoned crotch.

The cat-themed kleptomaniac continued her sexually charged rant, practically shouting into the night sky now. "You don't care what you stick your fat cock into, do you, tomcat? My tits, cunt, ass, thighs...as long as it's hot and woman enough, it doesn't matter, you'll fuck it!"

Dick nodded unthinkingly, hoping that she would finally end her prolonged foreplay. Unfortunately, when Selina pushed herself away from his grasp, she didn't start taking off her costume; instead, she pressed her foot onto his tenting erection. Her foot that wore a high-heeled boot.

"Shit! Augh, what the--hey!" Dick yelped, cringing as she mercilessly stomped on his pulsing member, flattening it against his stomach, the stiletto tortuously jamming into his ballsack. When he attempted to throw her foot off of him, Selina simply smirked and brushed his hands away.

"Come on, don't pretend you don't like this, handsome!" Selina exclaimed joyfully, lazily rotating her boot onto his bulge. "Having my heel crush your cock in a way that hurts so good...admit it, you've always had this fantasy, haven't you? I'm already dressed like a slutty dominatrix--are you gonna be my new plaything, Dick?"

"N-No, I won't!" Dick managed to declare despite the searing pain of having her step on his hard-on. In all honesty, having Selina stamp on his prick with her boot was never a fantasy he'd had about her, and he certainly didn't find the actual experience erotic--especially when her stiletto was currently stabbing into his testicles! "I'm not your plaything!"

"Oh, really? What a shame." Selina pouted, withdrawing her foot and letting Dick check the damage between his legs, soothingly rubbing his nether regions as it ached in a mix of denied pleasure and pain. "You looked so submissive earlier, when you were with that blonde cow; oh well..."

"I can play along if you play nice, Selina." Dick said smoothly, masking his frustration from her antics with a charming smile.

"Tempting--so very tempting--but, sadly, I'm going to have to decline your offer, Dick." Selina began to slink away from him, swaying her hips and causing his manhood to throb with need again.

The cat burglar bit her lip at the sight of his visible arousal. "As much as I would have loved to ride you until you saw stars, drained your balls dry and all that, there's nothing more pleasurable to ME than teasing a man, and denying them at the last moment. Nothing personal, tomcat, but you're even easier than I am! There's simply no fun in having you if everyone else has already had a turn. Au Revoir!"

With that, she turned around and gave Dick an unapologetic wave.

It took every fiber in Dick's being in that moment to not desperately beg for Selina to stay, to leave after rubbing her sexy body all over him without finishing him off. He didn't beg because he knew that it was what she wanted, to have him on his knees begging for more.

Maybe a few months ago he would have started pleading, but Dick felt that he was a little too experienced now to be another horny chump that Selina loved to toy around with, the type she would leave with blue balls. And while he was willing to be submissive to someone like Karen, for instance, Dick didn't particularly feel letting Catwoman dominate him anytime soon.