Gotham nights

Gotham Nights…


Another quite night in Gotham I don’t like it, the gritty streets somehow seem safe, normal, something’s brewing… I don’t like it.

Patrolling the area around crime ally, our caped crusader comes across a familiar face…

Batman:What are you doing here…
Catwoman:Meow are you stalking me? Purr it must be my lucky night…
Batman:You didn’t answer my question…
Catwoman:Awww can’t a girl go out looking for some action.

She is toying with me running her finger over her well toned body, a body I remember all to well a body I can’t forget.

Batman:It’s a quiet night and that’s how I want to keep it…
Catwoman:Now that is a shame you were my best and BIGGEST playmate…
Batman:Is that so…
Catwoman:Don’t pretend I was not memorable don’t you remember, ramming that monster up my arse? Oh I see you do…

My mind drifted back to that night, and as it did I could feel myself cock getting tense, suddenly her touch brought me back…

Catwoman:Purr you are hard, and this pussy likes it wet…

Her hand stroking my cock, slowly wanking me off, I could feel the blood pumping it felt so good I had missed a woman’s touch and I could not help but run my hands over her ample Brest unzipping her black bodysuit down and sliding my hand down her toned stomach until my fingers reach…

Catwoman:Oooooh you found it, that’s the spot….
Batman:I couldn’t miss it I have always known how to press you buttons…
Catwoman: don’t just press them, turn them on… Ooooooh that’s it…

Truth is her clit was so swollen and moist it didn’t take much finding and I know how to make this kitty purr

Catwoman:Oh finger fuck me! Harder, more fingers, deeper… Oooooooooh fuck yesssss that’s it that’s it don’t stop you bastard…

I had no intention on stopping three fingers deep in her wet pussy with my thumb rubbing her clit gently just how she likes it….

Catwoman: Meowwwwww! Just what the kitty ordered…
Batman: My turn…

Just as I said that she pulled away…

Catwoman: Maybe some other time…

she walked backwards looking at me, turned and leaped across the roof tops like the cat who got the cream, me, left frustrated and stunned for a second, what a night I thought.

Alfred: Sir a silent alarm has been tripped at toymaster toy shop…
Batman: I’m responding Alfred.
Alfred: You will take care sir you know who like to..SHOP there.

I did indeed it was a favourite of the joker, but he’s in Arkham, or he should be… A short trip there across the city’s skyline and I was there, no sign of a forced entry just then a shadowy figure running down a side ally, there quick but I’m quicker… I drop in front of there path cutting them off…

Batman: Nice night for a run…
Harley Quinn: Oh it’s you get out of my way…

She throws a few punches nothing I can’t handle, she has spirit but a sloppy technique she is easily subdued…

Harley Quinn: What do you want…
Batman: What were you doing In there?
Harley Quinn: No of you bees wax bats

I hit her across the face still frustrated from the nights earlier antics, instead of her normal insolence she smiles back at me with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth…

Harley Quinn: I liked that.

I smack her again…