Catwoman: Twisted Addiction - 7 (Patreon)

Selina drew her lips down, brushing over silky smooth skin. 

Kissing as she went, soft and tender, the cat thief teased and nipped away at the feminine figure in her arms. She lowered, bringing her face to a pair of full mounds. Pale globes dotted with dark pink studs, just large enough for gravity to work upon their heft.

The cat thief admired them for a moment. Her hands came from the sides, pushing them together. Their owner, Chloe, cooed softly. Selina’s fingers sank into the soft flesh, taking the time to enjoy the feel of them in her palms.

“You’ve got a really nice pair of tits.” Selina told Chloe, giving a pleased hum as she pushed the blonde’s bosom upwards. Hefty mounds they were, just big enough to offer some tantalizing overflow from Selina’s fingers. “So big and soft.”

The cat thief pressed a kiss to the upper slope of one breast, just above the nipple. Then she kissed at the valley between them, pushing her face into the warmth of Chloe’s deep cleavage. When she was done, she cast her eyes upward, resting her chin upon the curve of the blonde’s bosom. She offered the other woman an indecent smirk.

Chloe wasn’t scandalized - Selina figured it would take quite a bit to make a call girl blush. Instead, the blonde was quite pleased, some pride swirling in her green eyes at Selina’s sultry praise. 

With a smile of her own, Chloe decided to lean into Selina’s admiration, pushing her chest out into the other woman’s skilled hands… and closer to her talented mouth.

“Why thank you. The girls always love the attention.” Chloe said, shaking her tits in Selina’s face.

Selina accepted the offering, humming with glee as the proud, pale globes swept from side to side. Warm, soft flesh batted at Selina’s cheeks as she pressed forward. She buried her face between them, smothering herself with tit. She kissed them again, this time hungrier and more feverish. 

Her tongue swiped out against the mounds, seeking out those round, pink nipples. Her teeth grazed where her mouth went, dragging over the soft flesh, eventually catching the hard studs. She lashed her tongue, biting down gently. She sucked, her belly lashing with heat and excitement listening to the gasps and whimpers coming from the woman above her. But what truly made Selina’s blood come alive was the sound of a third voice. Deep, rough, and commanding. The voice that belonged to their audience of one.

Roman Sionis.

The man whose cock tamed the Cat…

He was watching them, seated a short distance away. Selina shivered, knowing her little dance with Chloe was making the man nice and hard.

“That’s it. Get nice and close, get familiar with each other.” He directed, his words dripping with naked desire. The two women obeyed, Selina pushing her face further into Chloe’s splendid breasts, kissing and sucking even more feverishly. Meanwhile, Chloe's hands fell to Selina’s bare shoulders, rising up her neck, her fingers running tenderly through her short, black hair. Chloe cradled Selina’s head, keeping her directed at her tits, moaning softly. 

Roman spoke up again. Selina could hear the leering smile in his voice. “Show me how friendly you can be.”

Selina hummed around the breast that filled her mouth. Her body was alive, her blood singing in her veins. She knew Chloe felt the same, she could feel it in the way she squirmed under her hands, against her lashing tongue. There was a desperate excitement in their touches, Selina noted. They both wanted to impress Roman. And on a deep, primal level, Selina knew exactly why.

Selina saw the truth the moment Chloe had walked into the room. She could see it in the call girl’s eyes. The same look of carnal enlightenment that Selina saw every time she looked in the mirror.

Two women, both slaves to Roman’s fat fucking cock. One taste - hell, one look - was all it took. Now they were addicted, willing to do anything for another night of wicked, awesome bliss. Another chance to feel themselves get split apart, unmade and reborn in that terrible ecstasy.

Selina couldn’t deny the twisted truth. A man so astonishingly hung, he deserved a good show - if only to make him hard and throbbing just the way Selina liked it. 

Delight swelled up in Selina’s belly, as she thought about all the things she’d do once Roman finally whipped out his monstrous tool. She was going to earn that magnificent cock. And she knew Chloe felt the same.

“You’re pretty good with your mouth.” The blonde praised, releasing a long, soft sigh. Selina gave a small, happy grunt, swirling her tongue around a hard nipple. She sucked for a moment, using her teeth to make Chloe hiss, then she moved back to the other breast to do the same thing. Chloe shivered under her touch, her fingers tightening in her short hair. “You’ve been with a woman before?”

“A few times.” Selina answered, pulling back from the woman’s bosom. Both mounds glistened with a sheen of saliva - the nipples in particular glazed with copious helpings from Selina’s mouth. The cat thief drew palmed both tits again, teased the nubs with her thumbs. “Never like this, though.”

Chloe sighed again, her eyes fluttering briefly. But the call girl mostly kept her composure.

“Never with an audience?” She asked, a slight tremble in her voice.

“Never in a threesome.” 

A faint laugh rose in the blonde’s throat. Her hands untangled from Selina’s hair, falling to her neck. Her fingers brushed softly against her skin.

“Tonight will be fun.” Chloe smiled, anticipation in her eyes as she sent a quick glance Roman’s way. She lowered her voice, sharing a conspiratorial look with Selina. “We double team the big guy, we might just come out on top.”

Roman snorted. He had heard them.

“You can definitely try.” The man said.

A shiver danced down Selina’s back. Roman’s confidence was supreme, absolute. She craved the chance to face down his manhood again, to test her talents against his seemingly boundless stamina. And the prospect of handling him with some help was more than a little appealing. After all, with a cock his size, the thought of two women offering their service not only felt right, it just made sense.

Selina glanced over her shoulder. To her delight, Roman had finally disrobed as well. Expensive threads tossed away, forgotten. 

The man sat in his chair, his naked, lean body waiting for a woman’s touch. Selina wanted to throw herself at his feet, to kneel her new altar of worship, to have his cock slap her in the face. But she forced herself to be patient. Right now, she and Chloe had a job to do.

“Sit back and enjoy the show for now, baby.” Selina purred, locking eyes with the man. She could see the savage intent, the primal lust. It made her belly coil and twist. She matched it with her own look of promise. She would make the wait more than worth it.

“We want that dick nice and hard when we finally get to you, big guy.” Chloe added, giggling.

It was nice to have help, Selina decided. Especially when they were both on the same wavelength.

Selina and Chloe returned their attention to each other. Woman to woman, they drew in for a kiss. Slow, tender, deep. They made a show of it, drawing hands across flanks, over luscious curves, taking handfuls of soft, ample flesh.

Moans and sighs filled the air, lovely, feminine sounds that would surely have Roman’s rod twitching between his legs. 

Selina kissed Chloe’s face, her neck, then back to her breasts. Her lips caressed the slopes, the deep valley, the nipples, her tongue swiping and dragging wherever her mouth went. But this time Chloe was not just sitting idle. Chloe had chosen then to show some skills of her own.

Selina felt the other woman’s hand roaming downward, over her flat tummy to the plump mound between her thighs. Her fingers, long and slender, stroked softly there. 

Soon enough, Selina was moaning, her kisses losing focus as pleasure began to bloom between her legs. She had been warm and dripping before, but Chloe’s skilled hand had drawn Selina’s sex into a soaking heat.

The cat thief shivered, struggling to keep balance on shaky legs. She held tight to Chloe, sucking in deep breaths, huffing and panting as Chloe began to work her fingers. 

Over her lips, between them, then finally inside them. One finger at first, sinking into the tight, velvet folds between Selina’s legs. She gasped then, pressing her body flush to Chloe’s, clutching at the woman’s shoulders.

Pleasure blossomed through Selina’s body. White hot petals fluttering down across her skin. Chloe was good. Damn good. But it was only a shadow of what Roman could give her. 

Selina gasped again as Chloe added a second finger, probing skillfully within her tight, wet pussy. The blonde kissed at Selina’s neck, licking and sucking just as Selina had done to her tits. It was pleasing, stirring up the heat in her belly. But Selina’s focus was on the man she could see over Chloe’s shoulder.

Roman was stroking himself. Selina’s eyes were fixed on his hand pumping up and down his shaft. She watched his hand move, watched how the skin of his cock slid along with every stroke. 

She could see the precum dribbling from the head, the clear substance already giving the tip a delectable sheen. She wanted to gather it all on her tongue. She wanted to feel it glide down her throat.

When she managed to draw her eyes back up, Selina saw that Roman was grinning.

“Chloe’s good with her hands, isn’t she?”

By that point, Selina could hardly speak. She clung to Chloe for support, the blonde working her fingers insistently, pumping them deep, quick, and steady into her tight sex. Each stroke inward was like stoking a fireplace, making the flames rise until it consumed Selina from the inside out. Chloe then brought her thumb into play, boldly rubbing at Selina’s clit.

Selina’s body was struck tense, her hands gripping tight to Chloe’s shoulders as white hot sensation arced through her nerves. It was like a bolt of lightning right to her gut. The Cat thief gasped, releasing a long, loud moan as Chloe continued to work. The blonde kissed her cheek, calling back towards their one-man audience.

“I don’t come cheap. But I’m worth every penny.”

Chloe turned to face Selina again, smirking with pride… and intent. An instant later, her fingers drew back from Selina’s aching sex - the sudden halt almost had her whining in disappointment. But Chloe kept up her affections in another way.

Leaning back against a table for support, Selina looked on with dazed interest as the blonde call girl trailed soft kisses down her naked body. Chloe was nothing if not thorough, looking up at Selina with brazen eyes as she put her soft lips to work. Returning the favor to Selina’s breasts, then moving down to her flat, toned belly and paying special attention to the faint lines of muscle there, before finally bringing her lips to where her fingers had played.

Chloe knelt, her face right at Selina’s dripping cunt. Her breath was hot… but Selina’s sex was hotter. The blonde reached out, running her hands tenderly over the curves of Selina’s hips. The Cat’s skin tingled under the woman’s fingertips. The very next moment, Chloe put her mouth to work.

Caressing lips and a skilled, lashing tongue soon had Selina crying out. Shock and delight entwined, pushing Selina to the edge of blissful madness. 

“Oh! Oooooh! That’s it… right there… oh, fuck!”

Selina sputtered as she held tight to the edge of the table. She was desperate for balance, for anything to keep her steady. Even Chloe herself would do. Selina ran her fingers through the woman’s blonde locks, tightening her hand into a fist. She urged her hips forth, pressing the woman’s face right up to her sex. Chloe got the message, working her tongue even harder. Selina wanted to scream.

But through the blossoming heat and the pleasure that raced through her body, Selina kept a sound enough mind to remember she was putting on a show. Her eyes jumped over to the man sitting across from them, seeing Roman with his cock in hand. 

He was fully hard now, his shaft long and swollen to an obscene thickness. Selina could see the bulging veins she liked to trace with her tongue. The cockhead was weeping now, clear precum dripping from the head. Selina shivered, thinking about the flavor, thinking about how it would feel to have him down her throat again. 

Roman was using one hand to pump up and down his length, hard and steady. Selina imagined that same hand cradling her head, guiding her sucks into a similar rhythm. His other hand would be for Chloe, directing her to do the same to his balls. Two women at his feet, worshiping him with their mouths. For Selina, the fantasy was as delicious as Chloe’s working tongue.

“Yeah, stroke it baby!” Selina managed to call out, her voice wavering. “Get that prick nice and hard for us!”

Chloe urged one of Selina’s thighs up onto her shoulder, allowing her to cup Selina’s firm buttocks as she ate her out. Roman saw, looking most pleased.

“How’s her tongue, kitty cat?” He asked, leering.

The blonde had a wonderful tongue, indeed. But Selina could see it on Roman’s face: he wanted to hear her say it.

“Fuck. She’s good! She’s so good!” Selina cried. The praise only worked Chloe into an even more feverish pace. Her tongue danced upon Selina’s silken lips and between them, exploring the tight, soaking pink.

For a time, they stayed locked together just like that. Chloe driving Selina wild, with Roman watching the show. But seeing the man’s focus, seeing the hunger in his eyes, seeing his cock so hard and throbbing… Selina craved more than just Chloe’s lips and tongue. And she could tell Roman craved it, too.

It was time for the main course.

“Chloe… sweetie…” Selina tapped her gently on the head. The blonde pulled her face from between Selina’s thighs, her lips and chin glistening with slick and saliva. The Cat thief let out a tired giggle, brushing some hair from the woman’s face. “The big guy is done waiting.”

Chloe smirked, casting a quick glance over her shoulder. It was her turn to see the big, angry cock waiting for them. Like Selina, it only stoked the fire within her.

“Figures. Just when I was getting into my groove.” Chloe snarked, giving a mock pout. She rose, but not before planting a couple goodbye kisses to Selina’s soaked mound. The blonde hummed, licking up the remnants from her lips. A smile cracked across her pretty face, her bold eyes meeting Selina’s. “You’ve got a cute little pussy, honey.”

“You really do.” Roman added, approaching them. 

Naked as he was, Selina admired the lean strength of his body. His figure was taut and firm, rather than bulging with muscle. The only thickness about Roman Sionis was packed splendidly upon his manhood, which swung between his thighs with every step. A pendulum of hard flesh, mesmerizing Selina and Chloe both. 

He really is a two-woman job…

He wore a wolfish grin as he drew close to the two women, his arms snaking possessively around their waists. He pressed a kiss to Chloe’s cheek, then Selina’s. His words then came husky in her ear. 

“A tight, silken cunt. Made for getting fucked.”

It was a most delightful image. But Selina knew it had to wait. She and Chloe still needed to give Roman’s cock the attention it truly deserved.

Roman busies himself with Chloe for a moment, drawing her in for a hungry kiss. Selina watched them go, feeling no jealousy, no envy. She knew how odd it was… but she also knew that the rules were different for men like Roman Sionis. 

It was deep, primal knowledge from the dark corners of her mind. It was the reason she felt pleased seeing Roman receive affection no matter the woman giving it. Roman was a man above men, blessed with a cock that Selina wanted nothing more than to serve. A rod that could tame even the wildest of women. A bitch-breaker.

It was just the law of the jungle. Selina didn’t make the rules. The biggest and strongest were the ones that thrived. They were the ones who had the right to mate. And Roman was the biggest Selina had ever seen.

“Before we get to the main course…” Selina placed a hand flat on Roman’s chest just as he went in for a kiss. His eyes flickered with dark curiosity - he would allow the pause… but only for a moment. Selina gave a filthy smile, her eyes shining clear with bold intent. “I was thinking we’d give you a special treat. To show the man of the evening our appreciation.”

Selina shared a quick look with Chloe. It only took a second for the blonde to understand. They came to a silent agreement. 

Roman looked at them both. Interest swirled in his hard eyes. Selina could feel his cock twitching against her thigh, the thick rod trapped between her and Chloe.

A moment passed. Roman drew his arms from the two women, sliding his hands slowly over the smalls of their backs. He gave a small gesture.

“By all means, ladies.”

Excitement blossomed in Selina’s belly, her heart fluttering with glee. She shared a smile with Chloe, giggling. 

Time to show Roman what a man like him deserves.

They sat the man back down in the same chair as before, though scooched to the edge so that his cock sprung out between his legs. 

It was obscene just how big he was, inches of meat extending out into the open air, thick and bulging with veins. It hung down slightly under its own weight. Selina could see the precum now pouring from the tip in a thin line, dripping all the way down to the floor. She sighed pitifully at the sight. A waste. She and Chloe would tolerate it no more.

Selina reached out and took him by the base. She held him up between her and Chloe’s faces. His manhood. His rod. A juicy, succulent, mouth-watering cock. With the women’s lips so close now, Roman finally understood. For Selina, seeing the realization break across his face was almost as pleasing as what came next. Almost.

The two women descended, each taking a flank. A two-pronged attack, sandwiching Roman’s cock between two lovely fronts. A blowjob sandwich, Selina thought giddily.

Starting at the head, they worked their way further on. Selina and Chloe dragged their lips down the length of his shaft, their tongues flattening against him as they went, leaving a nice sheen of saliva in their wake. The flavor was deep, heavy, settling in Selina’s mouth. She moaned at the taste, even better now thanks to the wait.

Together, the two women reached the base, each mouthing one side of Roman’s cock. Their soft lips caressed, their wet tongues massaged. They sucked him, fervently, greedily. They held there for a moment before drawing back up towards the head, slurping along Roman’s length as they went. 

Above them, they could hear the man groaning. For Selina it was the sound of success. Her eyes fluttered as she entered a daze. Across Roman’s shaft, she could see Chloe experiencing much the same.

Cock drunk. What better state to continue their delicious work in?

Selina and Chloe went on, licking and slurping in tandem. Up and down they went, the mighty shaft trapped between their sweet, talented mouths. Both women moaned, pouring forth a symphony of whimpers and whines as they drank in the man’s flavor, his scent. With their faces pressed right up to his groin, it was inevitable that his musk would cast its spell over them once more. They began to work even more feverishly, no longer keeping pace with each other.

Chloe drew back, kissing the swollen cockhead, flicking her tongue over the tip. Selina could feel the man shudder, could hear him sputtering a curse under his breath. She needed to match the blonde’s efforts. So she went back down to the base, pressing her mouth right to his plump balls. Large, fuzzy bulbs they were and Selina knew that his seed churned within. 

She sucked them into her mouth, cradling each on her tongue. Above her, Roman cursed louder. But the hand on the back of her neck and the tender stroke of his fingers told Selina that the man was more than pleased. She hummed against his groin, happily showering affection to his gonads. Her lips wrapped around one, then the other, her tongue swirling against the orb, lavishing it with attention and spit.

Eventually, the women needed to give their mouths a break. Talented or not, their tongues could only work so hard for so long.

Selina slurped away from Roman’s balls while Chloe popped the man’s cockhead from her mouth. Both women sucked in a deep breath. Chloe used her hand to keep up her affections, pumping her slender fingers along his thick, slick shaft. She aimed it right for her face, her eyes transfixed by the precum still leaking from the tip.

“Fuck…” The blonde huffed with awe that bordered on reverence. She smiled, laughing with a shake of her head. “I’m never going to get over how big you are.”

“He’s a two-woman job, easy.” Selina added, crooning. 

“Maybe even three.” Chloe said.

Selina leaned forward, swiping her tongue over the cockhead as Chloe stroked him, gathering a taste of the nectar dripping from the tip. She hummed happily at the flavor, making a show of swallowing it down. She reached down to cup the testes, holding both bulbs in the palm of her hand.

“With enough cum in these balls to knock up every bimbo in Gotham.” Selina purred. She looked right at Roman as she said it, wearing a bold, kittenish smile.

“Now that I’d like to see.” Chloe giggled. She took a swipe against the head with her own tongue, polishing the knob before sucking it back into her mouth.

The blonde sucked for a few moments, bobbing her head. Then she drew back, offering the cock to Selina. Selina took her chance, dipping her head down to suck. Just as before, Roman was thick, almost too thick for her mouth. But big cocks were Selina’s bread and butter. She knew just how to handle him.

She bobbed her head, quick and steady. Every deep dip sent his length sliding to the back of her mouth, prodding at the entrance to her throat. Each accompanied by a gurgle, a low sound warbling through Selina’s chest. Like a drumbeat it sounded, over and over and over again.

GLRK.

GLRK.

GLRK.

It was the music that Selina knew every man loved to hear. She pushed to take him even deeper, gagging around his cock. Then strands of gold entered her vision. Chloe had joined her, using her lips to caress the length of Roman’s cock that Selina didn’t get in her mouth. Selina continued to push on, set on getting Roman buried in her throat. Slowly, slowly, she eased her lips down his shaft. Eventually, Chloe had no more room and moved on to give affection to Roman’s balls, the same way Selina had.

With most of his cock stuffed into the tight confines of Selina’s throat and his balls being lavished by Chloe’s skilled tongue, Roman was no doubt in heaven. The words sputtering from his lips, told Selina as much.

“Sweet Christ… Yeah… that’s… that’s the good stuff… fuck me…”

Selina closed her eyes, humming around him, drawing a deep groan from the man that she could feel rumbling through his body - even through the cock that was stuffed in her mouth. She worked her tongue along the underside, teasing him even further. He swelled, the shaft twitching in response to Selina and her agile tongue. 

She loved it. Loved the flavor, loved how it settled in her mouth. Loved his scent, how it made her dizzy and put her in this blissful daze. But what she craved most of all was the real prize. The seed that roiled within his balls. The seed that Chloe was getting nice and ready for her, priming those full nuts with her talented tongue.

Two women, drunk on the biggest, fattest cock in town. It didn’t just feel right. It felt perfect.

Beneath them, Roman’s body went tense. His cock stiffened, going straight like a steel rod. It was time. Selina felt the rush, snapping out of her drunken daze as she awaited her hard-earned prize.

Roman grunted, shuddering as Chloe continued to lap and suck mercilessly at his balls. The pitch in his voice went higher, the muscles in his body snapping tight. Then… the eruption. The overflow. The flood.

The man hissed out a string of curses, his hold on Selina’s head going slack. She felt his cock twitch in her mouth, against her throat, each jerk accompanied by a hot lash of seed. Ropes of it, one after the other, shooting into Selina’s gullet. Right down her throat. Dutifully, happily, she swallowed it down. Catwoman so loved getting her cream.

She drank down the man’s offering, the prize for her hard work. Enough to get her fill. But Selina was not greedy. She knew Chloe deserved a taste for herself. 

Selina drew back, letting Roman’s cock slide from her throat until only the head remained in her mouth. She caught the rest of his load on her waiting tongue. She didn’t swallow it down. When Roman finally ran dry, she let him slip from her mouth, careful not to spill a single drop. She turned to Chloe, who had been looking on with naked desire. They locked eyes… and the blonde understood.

The Cat thief and the call girl met in a deep, messy kiss, Selina letting Roman’s gift spill from her lips onto Chloe’s eager tongue. The blonde moaned as she tasted Roman, drinking him down like his seed was the elixir of life. Selina giggled, gleeful as Chloe sucked upon her tongue, gathering up every trace she could find, every last drop of delicious cum.

As the two women continued on with their sloppy kiss, they heard Roman’s voice, strength and steel returning to him.

“You girls…” He grunted, reaching out to run his fingers through their hair. Gentle, tender… but also possessive. It made Selina’s belly coil with glee. She could hear the hunger in his voice. “I think you two have earned the fuck of your lives.”

Selina and Chloe finally broke their kiss, with the blonde lapping up what remained of the first helping of Roman’s seed. Roman rose from his chair, his half-hard cock swaying between his legs. It hung over the girls’ faces, like a hammer or a club about to fall. It twitched against the cool air, glistening from its healthy coating of spit, growing harder and firmer with each jerk.

Roman stood over them both, looming like a giant… with a giant’s cock. And Selina knew he meant every word. She and Chloe had shown him worship. Treated him like their master. Now he was going to return the favor… and show them just how right they were.

Selina’s pussy ached for it. She ached to be ruined.