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“Commissioner Gordon’s had a talk with Poison Ivy over at Arkham,” Bruce said, his eyes scanning the Batcomputer so fast it was like it was transmitting directly into his brain. “She talked easily enough. All throughout the Riddler’s little sideshow, we were exposed to a toxic compound of her design.”

“I don’t…” Barbara paused, weighing her options. She couldn’t believe she was in the Batcave, couldn’t believe Batman and Robin had suddenly brought her in this way. “I don’t feel like I took a love potion or anything.”

“It’s the opposite,” Bruce said. “It acts on serotonin release. Either we carry out our own fantasies or the side effects kick in.”

“And what are those?” Dick asked.

Bruce shut down the computer. “You don’t want to know.”

Dick looked to Barbara. “What do you want to do?”

She bit her lip, running a hand through her exposed hair, breaking it into a number of strands that fell back to her cape. “I know it’s cheating, but—it isn’t as if I have a choice. Or any of us do. This is just like… cutting through someone’s shirt so you can perform surgery on them. It’s not about sexual gratification. It’s first aid.”

“Exactly,” Dick said. “I’d understand if, under the circumstances, someone I was dating had to… do that.”

“Then you’ll have sex,” Bruce said curtly. He could see the discussion dragging on and didn’t feel they had time for that.

“If… that’s what it takes,” Barbara began.

“Ahhh… actually, if it’s our biggest fantasy, like how it would’ve worked on that stupid game show, than…” Dick kicked at the ground. “I’d have to be tied up. Watching you two have sex.”

Bruce grunted. Alfred was right. Dressing up a twelve-year-old and having him fight crime wasn’t great for mental health.

***

Bruce knelt as Barbara approached him. She stopped right in front of him. His hands went around her waist.

"Did Robin tell you what I want you to do?" he asked.

"He gave me an idea," she told him. "Now, you just tell me what you want me to do. I'll do anything."

Bruce smiled back at her, his cock already surging in his pants. Dick had been right. She would do anything that was wanted of her. That's what he liked, girls who were obedient and submissive. It was a nice change of pace from the female attention he was used to. He pulled her to him, pressing his face into her warm belly.

She stood there waiting, butterflies forming in her belly. Her body tingled where he touched her.

"Take off your costume," he said, leaning back. "I want to see your body."

Looking him in the eyes, she pulled the tab on the zipper underneath her cape, bringing it down to well below her exquisitely shaped ass, then working the suit off her shoulders and down her body. The cowl and cape stayed on. Her underwear didn’t.

Bruce‘s eyes roved up and down the front of her body. His stare lingered on her pert, budding tits, and her pussy.

I know she was athletic, but not that she had a body like this, he thought as he looked at her.

His hands slid around her, grabbing for her ass. He squeezed her firm flesh, spreading her ass-cheeks and then pushing them together.

Moaning, he pulled his face into her belly. His lips began kissing, his tongue lightly tickling her. The warmth of his face and the soft wetness of his mouth against her skin excited Barbara. She could feel the juices filling her cunt, her nipples swelling in arousal. She groaned as his mouth moved to her tits. There, he licked and kissed, pushing his face into them. She arched her back, thrusting her tits out to him.

Bruce breathed deep, the smell of her lust rising into his nostrils. Her soft, downy cunt-hairs tickled his nose. He pressed his lips into them, puffing and biting them softly. She gasped in response, her hands going around his cowl. She gapped her legs, wanting him to eat her now in hunger, he pushed his mouth between her legs. 

"Uuhmmmm... oh, yeahhh," she purred, looking over at her boyfriend.

Dick watched them, the crotch of his suit open. Heavy rope tied him to the chair he was sitting in, holding his arms at his sides, but leaving his hands and forearms free. He was jacking off. As he fondled his cock, it slowly grew bigger. She watched his balls swinging, imagining herself licking them, as Bruce's kisses moved from one nipple to the other. Then she closed her eyes as his mouth slid wetly down to her pussy.

"Uhhhh... uuhhhmmm," Barbara purred. "Oh, yes, Batman. Oh, yes, eat my clit."

Bruce’s tongue snaked out, sliding wetly over her clit. She moaned, pushing her cunt at him. His tongue circled her clit, then rode back and forth over it. Her little button surged, hot blood rushing to engorge it. His thumbs spread her slit. Her clit bulged out obscenely. He began suckling on it softly, while his tongue twirled sensuously.

"Mmmmm... mmmmm..." he mumbled. He loved the feel of her throbbing clit and the taste of her juices. When she began undulating against him, he leaned back. "Undress me. Now."

She nodded. Dick was looking at her, too. The way his cock was hard told her he liked the idea. She was going to enjoy herself, she knew.

"Okay, Batman. You know I'll do whatever you want. Here, let me help you get those clothes off!"

His armor quickly came off. She began tugging at his pants last of all. He was excited now as she slid them down. His cock sprang into view, almost hitting her in the face. Her soft, warm hands grabbed for it.

"Ohhhhh... oh, God, yes," she smiled. "This cock's a fat one!"

She stared hungrily at it, while Bruce smiled proudly. His hard tool was about the same length as Dick's. But it was much thicker, almost as thick as her wrist! Her pussy tingled, juices dripping down her thighs hotly. In her mind, she could already feel it fucking her.

"I wanna suck it," she purred.

"Then suck... go ahead, put it in your mouth!"

Dick watched, his hand moving faster on his prick as his girlfriend opened her mouth. An animalistic moan came from her throat as she brushed the man's cock with her lips. Her tongue began running down its length, and Dick imagined it was he who was receiving the wet benefits of her sweet mouth. His cock swelled stiffer as he jacked off to the sight.

Barbara loved sucking cock, and she was aroused now, feeling this one with her lips and tongue. She breathed his smell, the smell of power that surged through it. She aimed her tongue so she could lick underneath. Her other hand began cupping his balls gently.

"Uummmm, yes! Goddamn, that feels good!" Bruce groaned, his big fat cock throbbing hard.

Finished wetting it, Barbara pushed her lips over his piss-hole. Her lips slid wetly, stretching open to suck his knob. Her lips yawned open wide, wider than they did over her boyfriend’s.

His massive cock sank into her mouth. Her tongue flicked soft and wet over the rubbery cock.

She loved to feel his cock throbbing as it expanded and contracted excitedly. She loved the velvety texture of his hard tool as her lips suckled on it.

"Yes... oh, God, yes!" moaned Bruce. "Suck it... more! More! Suck all you can!"

"Mmmm... mmm!" she mewled. She slid her lips down. Her jaw yawned more widely to slide over his cock's thickness. She nursed on it gently. Her tongue lightly traced the underside. His cock surged harder, throbbing powerfully. With her hand, she manipulated his root, her grip firm as she jacked it into her mouth. She sucked and licked, cupping his balls gently. She thought she could suck his cock forever.

Grabbing his cape, he threw it on the floor. "Lie back on it," he ordered.

Barbara lay down, her ass lifted by the huddled cape under the small of her back. Her eyes were glazed with desire as she raised her knees to her tits, spreading them wide. She reached between her legs, spreading her cunt open. Her reddened, swollen cunt gaped wetly, inviting the horny man to fuck his fat cock into her.

Bruce stood over her. His cock swung, huge and menacing. Chuckling, he knew it was going to be a tight fit. But he would make sure she took it deep. He knelt between her legs, his cock stiff as a board. His huge knob pressed into her slit. He worked it up and down, wetting it with a slippery fuck. Gradually, he pressed harder against her. She kept her cunt-lips stretched wide, gasping as his hot, hard knob forced her hole to fit over it.

"Uuhhhh... uuhhh... Oh, yes... put it in me!" she urged. "Fuck me now!"

Whimpering with his need, the man crawled higher, his shaft sinking into the hot, wet, welcoming hole. He hugged her, feeling the tight pussy juicing as it opened to envelope his member. He wanted to fuck deep into her, but practiced self-control. She gasped again, her cunt opening wide. She knew how much bigger his cock was than her boyfriend's. She wanted it inside her. She wanted it hard and deep. But as he pressed harder against her yielding flesh, the first twangs of pain began to radiate from her hole. His cockhead wasn't even in her yet, but his fat, huge thickness was beginning to tear her apart!

"Ohhh! Ohhhh, God, it hurts! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she gasped.

Bruce eased the pressure, pausing so she could get used to the huge stretching. Catwoman had often complained of the same thing, so he knew what the young girl must be feeling. But then the wetness and warmth of her young pussy began getting to him. His cock was rock-hard and throbbing. His balls were huge and bloated with cum. He had to fuck. And he was going to.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Oh, please..." she moaned, her fingers stretching her cunt wider as she tried to take his cock inside her. "Please it... it hurts! Oh, God..."

The huge stretching made her cunt burn. The pain rippled through her, her cunt pulsating with it now. Barbara was gaping open, more thoroughly stretched than ever in her life. She grunted almost uncontrollably as his knob forced its way into her until it was gone from sight.

Bruce groaned in pleasure. Her cunt fitted over his cockhead tighter than anything ever had. The lust got to his brain. His cock took over his thoughts. It had to be buried balls deep in her. And that's just what he was going to do. He knew she'd soon get over the pain and would be throwing her cunt at him in pleasure. He slowly rocked back and forth, feeling every wet inch of cunt-walls stretching over his prick.

She tightened as the cock bored deeper with each thrust. Goddamn, her cunt was getting torn apart!

She let go of her cunt, her hands wrapping around him to claw at his back. Her legs moved, her ass undulating on the cave floor. His big cock fucked into her, her swollen walls bulging to take it. She worked her cunt at him, trying to make it easier on herself. But her clit was engorged and pulsating with lust as it rubbed against his shaft. Her cunt-lips were stretched, her sensitive nub in direct, heated contact with his prick.

Bruce was moaning, moving more urgently now. Her cunt-lips moved with his cock, grasping at it, not wanting to let it go. He pulled back, then fucked it into her deeper. About half was in her now.

"Uhhhh... uuhhmmmm... oh, yeahhh... mmmmm," he croaked, his body straining with need. “What do you need? What do you need to finish?”

"Oh, fuck me hard!" she moaned, already delirious with pleasure. "Come inside me! Get me pregnant! Make me a mother!”

Bruce ground his pelvis into the squirming woman beneath him as she strained back under him, arching her loins and thrusting them both off the ground a few inches from the force of her upward lunges. Her mouth hung open and her head flailed from side to side in wild abandon.

“Take off my mask,” Bruce told her. “Yours too. Do it as we finish!” 

Barbara couldn’t speak, only nod, as she reached up to his cowl and took hold of hers as well.

Meanwhile, Dick sat in his chair, jacking off faster. The expression on his girlfriend’s face suggested that she was feeling either great pain or great pleasure. Or maybe a mixture of both. The way her pussy bulged open around his mentor's fat cock made his eyes bulge, too. He hadn't known the man possessed such a big cock. As he watched Bruce forcing his prick into the redhead, Barbara met Bruce’s eyes with an important look. He gave her a tight nod. She ripped his cowl away at the same time as her own, seeing the handsome face of Bruce Wayne even as he saw Barbara’s pretty face, gleaming with sweat.

Not even a moment later, he came inside her, Barbara moaning as he filled her up with millions of sperm, even potentially capable of impregnating her. And, watching, Dick ejaculated, his cum flying so far that it landed on Barbara’s discarded costume. Barbara didn’t notice, eyes closed as she was kissed by the potential father of her child.

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