Batman was getting harder and she could now see an actual bulge in his pants. The trick would be to get at it without him stopping her. He was still kind of resisting her, and she needed to just drive him crazy with these sensations and her random chatter so that he wasn't paying much attention to what she was saying or doing and so he wouldn't realize it until he was inside of her. And then it would be sealed.
"You can kiss me back, you know," she teased, knowing that he would refuse, counting on him to refuse and resist.
She began to pull off her costume. He took a moment to admire her young, athletic body in the moonlight.
Batman shook his head and played right into her hand. "This isn't going to work."
His voice was still so firm and calm but she could see the stormy look in his eyes as he battled the urge to let her have at it, and she could feel the heat coming from his groin as his erection grew harder. It was all she needed.
Batgirl pretended to pout and leaned even closer, using one hand and slipping it around the back of his head, angling it down, and then leaning closer and pushing herself up a little so that she was whispering at his temple. Batman's nose was practically in her cleavage, and though he tensed up he didn't fight her at all. Not that she expected him to.
"That's too bad," she whispered, pressing tiny kisses along his temple and forehead as his face grew so close to her breasts that he could have licked them if he wanted. "That means I'll have to do all the work."
She raked her fingers over his mask, making him groan, and then rose in front of him so that he had to look up and that his chin almost brushed against her unbound breasts under the flimsy tops. She'd seen his last flings : Selina, Diana, Talia, Harley. Confident women that let him have his way with their breasts.
"It's too complicated," he tried again, and this time the higher pitch of his voice made him sound like he was whining. Batgirl ignored him and continued to kiss his neck dropping hot wet open mouthed kisses there as she moved on to the other earlobe. Very very gently, as gently as she could so that he wouldn't notice, she undid the button of his costume.
"But you want it," she told him quietly. "I know you do."
Batman shook his head. "Is it worth it?"
And he sounded serious.
"I can make it worth it," she said in a husky voice, pulling her top half of her costume down discreetly just a little more so that it looked like her tits would pop out at literally any moment. Batman looked down and had to bite back a groan and she knew she had him.
"No," he said, and this time it was a whimper as his cock strained painfully against his costume.
Batgirl knew that this was her moment. She moved her weight to her knees and launched forward, kissing him hard. One hand stayed and massaged his dick through the spandex and urged him to grow harder, hotter, more out of control and unable to tame his desires.
Batman's hands very very hesitantly came up and sat lightly on the outsides of her legs just above her knees but he made no move to keep her close. When she opened her mouth his tongue flirted with hers but didn't leave his mouth, so she once again rammed it into his and kissed him forcefully, showing him a woman that knew how to take what she wanted.
As she swirled her tongue sensually around his, showing him just what she could do, Batgirl very carefully and very slowly managed to get his zipper down over that huge bulge in his pants. Batman was so fired up both by what was going on with his dick and in her mouth that he didn't seem to register it, and Batgirl knew she was almost there. She almost had him.
She stroked his chest with her other hand, distracting him more, then bit on his lips and once again soothed him. Batman noticed that the movement of her tongue and her lips got a little more frenetic and it snapped him out of it a little.
"We can't do this," he stated, grasping her shoulders and pushing her away a little from his face. "You need to leave right now, because I don't want to do this. We shouldn't be doing this."
But it was too late. Quick as a flash, Batgirl pulled his rock hard dick out from his pants, watching it bob there, straight up, for just a second before she used her knees to lift herself up and in one good thrust, straddled his giant cock and sat down on it until her lips were touching his skin.
Batman's eyes widened in shock, his lips frozen on a strange whoosh of air that left him, and all he could do was stare at her as she'd taken in his entire throbbing member in one go.
Batgirl wrinkled her nose and pretended to look guilty. "Oops, I think we just did."
He swallowed roughly, just taking in the beauty of the sight in front of him, of being buried to the hilt in this beautiful, tight young woman's cunt, and could feel his blood start to get scalding hot.
Batgirl just watched him for a long moment as he looked at where their bodies joined, knowing what effect it was having on him. Finally, after a moment had passed, she pressed her hands flat onto the edge of the building a little bit behind her and transferred her weight to them, rising up on his cock. She let him slip out but kept his bulbous mushroom head inside of her, not ready to let that go, that pushed her knees forward some more to come down on him hard.
Batman groaned and threw his head back for a second before sitting up a little, unable to tear his eyes off their joined bodies for too long. He lifted his knees, bending them too so that she had something to rest her back on, and Batgirl dug her fingers into his thickly corded thigh. She pulled up, clenching her lips tightly around the base of his mushroom head and making Batman roar when she did so, then slammed down again. She did this again and again, building up a real sweat, her hair sticking to her neck and her skin as she rode him brutally hard for all she was worth. Batman dug his heels into the concrete and met her thrusts, lifting his hips up powerfully every time she came down so that the base of his cock crashed into her pussy extra hard.
They kept that up for as long as they good, going at it like they were crazed and hadn't had sex for years, for a lifetime, and in a way it was like they hadn't. No woman had forced herself on him like this and taken him so forcefully before and no man made her feel like she was going to be split in two by his powerful steel rod of a dick.
Batman came before Batgirl did, unable to take it any longer, and started spewing ribbons of his hot seed deep inside of her, like he was trying to coat every part of her womb from the inside out. Batgirl came a little after him, screaming as her pussy walls clamped down on him like a vise, like they were trying to crush his dick and keep him in her forever.
That triggered another orgasm for Batman -- or it must have, because his cum just kept coming. He jerked and twitched inside of her, his whole body tense and lifted off the ledge as his cum just exploded into her tight body, like he was filling her up and caulking her, sealing her perfectly with his hot white batter until she just couldn't accept anymore.
Batgirl slumped back his against his legs as he continued to spurt inside of her, coating her with his never-ending stream of cum, and gasped for air. Her breathing had returned to normal by the time he was done pumping her full of himself and she had time to watch him as he shuddered in the aftermath of his release and slipped into the post-orgasm haze.
He was so beautiful right after he'd come. His face was flushed, skin glowing. His hair was mussed from her hands, his eyes partly closed but so so bright, his lips swollen and parted as he breathed, and that big powerful chest rising and falling with each breath.
She leaned in, her blue eyes gleaming with mischief. "Alright then, Dark Knight, dig deep and tell me what caught your keen detective eyes."
Batman's lips twitched at her jest. "Alright, Batgirl, since you're prying. That night, your body in that suit..."
Batgirl raised an eyebrow, her intrigue evident. "Go on."
Batman continued, his voice lower now, more intimate. "Your cape fluttered above your ass. Like it wanted to do something about it."
She chuckled softly. "You're quite observant, Batman."
