Pussycat Drives the Clown Cunt (Batman) (Patreon)

Selina Kyle was feeling a bit irritated lately. She was one of Gotham's most notorious criminals as Catwoman, had dealt with the worst of their kind while being just as vicious and was still pretty enough to make men swoon for her as if she was Poison Ivy. But for all her ups and downs there was one thing which still kept her up at night. The Batman.

And it wasn't a matter of sparring with him recently or any criminal plots foiled. Far from it. Instead she longed to know more about him. All of Gotham's master criminals saw him as a symbol of some kind, none knew who he really was behind the mask, but for them, her included, that didn't matter. She had been his foe and his ally in equal measure. She wanted to know more.

It wasn't hard to find him. Every night he was out on the hunt for either low level thugs harassing Gotham's innocent populace, or taking on the big names like Joker and Bane amongst many others. For someone as well connected as she was, it was very easy to find him. And she always made sure to help him out in whatever he was doing. It didn't make for a good look with the other criminals in Gotham's underworld but they all knew that she was a mercenary. Her loyalties were up to change based on how much she was being paid at any given moment. And the only criminal on these streets who would count on the others for friendship was a fool. They would turn on each other at a moment's notice as they saw fit. At least she was honest about it.

But right now her obsession with the caped crusader was anything but fickle. She fought with him side by side as if he was the Boy Wonder himself. And everytime they emerged victorious she made sure to turn on the charm.

“Say Bats, how about we make this a regular thing, huh?”

“What?”

“How about we team up on the regular? Become real partners and not just partners in crime.”

He smiled dryly at her. That little opening on his mask was the only thing that indicated he was actually a human and not the devil that so many of her fellow rogues feared him as. But reading his expression, she had wished he was a monster to spare her the rejection she felt. She knew his answer before he even spoke the words.

“That would be a bit messy,” he said. “And I prefer loyalty in my partners.”

She smiled cutely at him and clung to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and licking her lips. “Well I think I can make it happen just for you. I like the sound of it too. Bats and Cats. What do you say?”

He felt a hardness in his batsuit. He knew Selina Kyle's identity, and as his arduous journey as a crimefighter had progressed, he realized he had a lot more in common with her than anyone he had primed to be Robin. The thought of a true partner and not just a sidekick tickled his fancy too. None of his allies in the pristine halls of the Justice League could understand what made him tick quite like she did.

But he pushed her away. “Sorry. But when it comes down to it I work best alone.”

Before she could say another word, he was gone.

She knew rejection when she saw it. But she wasn't going to give up just yet. She was dogged and tough in all the ways that mattered. Including when it came to romance. And she had just the person in mind.

The next night she didn't bother meeting up with Batman. Instead she met up with another criminal of ambiguous morality. A savior but never someone she'd call her hero.

It had happened totally by chance. Catwoman had just completed a low level job, the equivalent of snatching something from Santa's toy factory. But that didn't mean there wasn't heat after. Even the small time crooks in Gotham didn't like having their fun stolen away and now they had sent their big dumb ugly elves. She had fled at the first sign of trouble until her pursuit had caught up to her in an alleyway.

They were so close to her that she had no choice but to fight. Nothing big, just a bunch of bruisers who might as well have had fists for brains. She knocked out the first of them and she figured that would be that.

But it wasn't. There was another wave of thugs, now coming at her from both sides. Not the worst predicament she'd ever been in. Still, she didn't like the looks of it.

Yet she was infamous for a reason. She charged right into one of the ends and went to work, cutting a line through them with just as much brute force as they had to give. There was a finish line at the end and she intended to get through to it.

As soon as she got on that end, she had underestimated just how many of them were on the other side. She wasn't worried. But she realized that a lot of people would be going to dreamland the hard way.

She charged right into them. She quickly realized she got overconfident when this crowd was converging with some of the ones from earlier who weren't knocked out and were coming at her with everything they had. She was a criminal known and feared in the same leagues as Killer Croc and Hush for a reason. But she was wishing she had a savior. She hoped it would be the Batman.

Instead it would be another criminal. Selina was just beginning to get worried when she heard a scuffle on the other end of the crowd. She couldn't be sure at first but when the rest of them were turning away from her to focus on this intruder, she knew she was getting lucky. But she didn't know what kind of luck it was.

She heard a whole lot of banging and hitting. Followed by a whole lot of guys groaning in pain. “Watch out, that hammer hurts like a mother!” said one of them.

It can't be her, she thought to herself. But then she heard a loud woman's voice say, “Watch out boys! I don't want to end up hitting the wrong head! Because I know the head up top is big and hollow, so it's not like I'm doing any permanent damage. But the one below is little and squishy and goes 'SPLAT!'”

There was a lot more knocking around and soon the crowd around Selina was clearing out. By now she could see the outline of whoever else was there in the dim street lights. It was definitely Harley Quinn.

Getting back in on the action, Catwoman resumed fighting the crowd around her. This gang had numbers but the two women were far more proficient in combat. As their numbers fell, the rest of them fell into herd mentality and it didn't take long for the fear amongst them to spread like a contagion. Pretty soon they abandoned all pretense of fighting entirely and dispersed, clearing out of the alleyway like a bunch of little kids.

Harley watched them all turn out, her mallet over her shoulder, before she turned back to look at Selina. Catwoman was unsure if she was friend or foe. For all she knew, this one was on a mission from some other kingpin to nab the treasure herself.

But then Harley just smiled. “You gonna sit there staring at my pretty face all night or should I give you a wallop too?”

Selina smiled. “Thanks.”

“No prob.”

“But why you'd go all the way to save me?”

“I didn't even know they were after you. Just saw a bunch of guys and figured they were trouble. And I've been kinda bored lately too so...” She shrugged her shoulders. “But I didn't know they were after you.”

“Your curiosity definitely saved this kitty. They would have plucked all my nine lives just like that.”

“How about you come down to my place? You look like you could use a bit of a cat nap.”

She took Harley up on that offer. At that point she wasn't feeling any alarm at all, and her employer was lenient on getting that trophy back. The two ladies strolled back like they were just BFFs enjoying a night on the town.

And they knew what a risk they were taking. There were plenty of bad men who normally would have taken advantage of these two, no questions asked. Harley Quinn and Selina Kyle might have been two of the most notorious criminals in Gotham, but beautiful women were beautiful women, and after delivering that toe to toe beatdown, they could never ignore the possibility that more idiots would want to take a piece of them. They were looking all over the place, watching each other's backs.

But the night was quiet. They looked at each other, smiling. Though Harley was surprised when Selina wrapped her hand around her waist. Selina's smile under the moonlight was more wholesome to her eyes than she realized and on the high of their victory, she never felt more alive. A stray thought of how much it would be fun to actually get freaky with her right there entered her mind, but she quickly pushed it aside. What was she thinking?

Still, the idea of a Selina and Harley team up seemed so exciting to her. She returned the caress, moving her own arm right back around Catwoman's waist. Those same weird thoughts returned to her, she enjoyed the feeling of the other woman's tight and nubile form in that catsuit of hers. She wondered how nice she would look naked. Like before, she put these ideas as just her being curious.

When they got back to Harley's place, Selina's savior threw her mallet on the ground and stretched out. “Nothing beats a good night's sleep after a night of kicking ass huh?”

“You said it.”

But when they got to her bedroom, there was only the one bed. “Sorry there. Forgot I've got just the one place to sleep on.”

“Oh it's fine,” Selina said. “You saved my bacon. I don't mind bunking together.”

Harley didn't know how to respond to that. She didn't think she'd be sharing a bed with Catwoman. And she was left further speechless as the other woman began to strip herself out of her suit.

Her back was turned to Harley when she reached for the zipper on her back and began pulling it down. She stared at Selina, watching that naked back being exposed to her eyes. She knew Catwoman was a tough woman with an incredible figure just from going about in that skintight catsuit all the time, but it was something else seeing her stripping before her for the first time. Her back was totally unmarred of any real blemishes and had that exquisite mix of muscle and feminine beauty. She was a little disappointed to see that she was wearing a bra, but as the zipper came down further, that was the least of her concerns. Her skin was just so beautiful.

As the zipper came down to her ass crack, Harley's jaw almost dropped seeing that Selina was wearing a thong. Her catsuit outlined her big butt perfectly and more than a few times wondered how good it looked naked. But seeing those succulent cheeks spilling out of a thong was better than seeing her naked. She gulped.

Selina had unfastened the folds on her mask and tossed it aside. Harley could see her beautiful features ever so slightly as they were concealed by that dark hair that naturally curled cut into a bob. As Catwoman pulled down the front zipper and worked on getting her arms free of her sleeves, her face was turned to the side and the sight of just her jawline being visible framed in those dark curls, her soft lips were so tempting and seemed like they were going to say something.

But they didn't. Selina was instead focused on getting her suit down. Harley was like a horny guy watching her strip as her guest worked on getting her legs out of the pants of her outfit. She stared in awe at those full shapely thighs, those sculpted ankles, and then it was down to her ankles. All those naughty thoughts earlier came back with a vengeance, and there was no use trying to pretend it was anything else than want. She turned back around before her new friend saw that she was being peeped on.

Wow, I had no idea Selina was so fucking hot! Harley mouthed to herself.

Selina had just turned back around to look at Harley when she said that. Joker's onetime assistant hadn't uttered a sound and there was no mirror that reflected her face shocked with wonder and admiration saying it either. But Catwoman still got a funny feeling. Shrugging her shoulders, she turned back around and got her feet out of the rest of the catsuit before she tossed it aside.

Harley turned back around for one final sneak peek. Selina's back was turned to her again and she stared at her, so erotic and beautiful in her nakedness. Then she turned back and looked at Harley again, giving her a smile that melted her heart. “Thanks for letting me stay here again! You're such a doll doing all of this for me.”

“Sure, n-no problem...” Harley said. Selina took no notice of her awkwardness and got in bed, pulling the blankets over her. Harley stripped down herself, she wasn't wearing much to start with, but in only a tiny t-shirt that bared her midriff and little red boxer shorts that bounced with her booty with every step she took, she still couldn't believe she'd be sharing a bed in her skivvies with this pretty pussy. Turning off the lights, she nervously got on the mattress beside her.

It was ten minutes when Selina started to doze off. Harley on the other hand was still quite restless and as the time went on, she realized she wasn't gonna be catching her winks anytime soon. She looked at her current roommate. Her back was turned to Harley, and all she could think was how nice it would be to cop a feel on her.

I'm not gonna get any shuteye just staring at her like this. Just one little touch of that sexy little ass of hers and that's that.

She slowly reached forward and grabbed one of Selina's butt cheeks. She was surprised what a great tushy it was, the texture was fine and felt great on her hands but there was no question of the hard muscle underneath. she spooned it for several more seconds, admiring just how great it felt on her hands.

She forgot her earlier warning to herself when she didn't let go, fondling it just a bit harder. Grinning to herself she grabbed the other cheek. Now she was actively spooning her with no intention of letting go anytime soon.

As she fondled her, Selina started moaning lightly. Harley knew it was probably just her snoring but it didn't change how wet she got hearing it. With Catwoman taking a catnap, she had no intention of letting her go anytime soon.

She was as tempting to her now as she was when she had undressed. Harley was no longer thinking of tuning out anytime soon and fondled her butt even more. Getting a little greedier, she leaned forward and innocently kissed Selina's neck, so vulnerable to her with her curly hair cut in a bob.

When Catwoman didn't show any notice, Harley became more aggressive, brushing her lips on that soft skin even more. She hadn't let go of Selina's derriere and the warmth of that body she was caressing was just getting her even hotter than she had been.

In the back of her mind, Harley was by now making all sorts of rationalizations to not stop touching Selina. With the other woman still not reacting beyond making light sleeping sounds, Harley snaked an arm around her and found one of her breasts.

It was so soft and squishy in her hands. Harley knew that butt was mostly muscle, and seeing her body up close, she had started to worry that those jugs were totally fake. But no, they were real. And they were fantastic.

Still kissing Selina's neck, Harley had become ravenous at that point. She was clutching on that tit and her ass cheek like she owned it and actively slobbering all over her neck. Unable to take it anymore, she ground herself up against the other woman and trailed a series of wet kisses up her neck, all over her cheek, and left a scorcher right on her lips.

It was at that moment that Selina started to finally rouse from her slumber. “Bats?” she said groggily.

Harley was crushed. She let go of Selina and letting go of her turned away, defeated. She wasn’t thinking about sex anymore. All she could hope for was that she’d be able to get some shuteye without too much embarrassed.

But as Selina came to, the reality of the situation dawned on her. She felt a hot wetness on her neck, on her face and on her mouth. She absent mindedly licked her lips, and thought she could taste lipstick. And she felt like something had grabbed one of her tits, and there was definitely a bit of pressure on her ass. Her body felt naughty all over.

She turned around to look at Harley. Her back was turned to her but Selina could see that something was bothering her. Did she really…?

But just as she thought that, an indecent fire spread throughout her body. After getting rejected by Batman, she had been feeling all lonely, and now maybe the perfect person for her was right here. She had never done this sort of thing with a woman before. Felt maybe a little bit of a craving for Poison Ivy when she accidentally got a whiff of those pheromones when someone hired her to rob that mad scientist, but that was a very situational thing. Though it had left a lingering craving inside of her body.

The hot flashes from that memory put together with how needy she was stirred a tingling in her pussy that she couldn't just make go away. She didn't want it to go away either. Looking over Harley's body, she was getting a new appreciation for her shape. And she wanted more.

“Harley, did you cop a feel on this kitty?”

Harley didn't move, didn't respond. She tried to play it off as she was sleeping. Selina knew it too and playfully ran her fingers up Harley's little shirt, teased the skin of her back. She shivered a little bit, but otherwise didn't move. Selina stepped things up a notch and put her lips to Harley's ear. “I know you're awake little girl. Now will you give me an answer or will I have to make you answer?” She reached up the front of Harley's shirt and finding her naked breasts, rubbed her fingers onto them.

Harley did her best to remain stoic. She was still feeling a little ashamed and didn't know if Selina was earnestly into the idea of doing it with her or just teasing her. Her hands were so soft on her breasts, her long fingers were stroking them just right. And then she started using her nails a little bit. It felt like the closest thing to actually having another person knead her skin like cats would do. But this was so much better.

Selina's breasts were right up on Harley's back. She was blowing small hot breaths on her ear, while deliberately moving her tits on her. Then she started stroking Harley's ear lobe with her soft lips, tempting her. Her host was still remaining still, but even in that moonlit gloom, she could feel the heat on her cheeks.

Moving her lips to Harley's ear, Selina whispered, “Because I want it too.”

That did it. Harley flipped over with such energy that it took even Catwoman by surprise and grabbing her face, pulled her into a deep kiss. Selina was surprised by the intensity of the kiss, it felt like her face was being sucked into her, and Harley was furiously rubbing herself all over Selina. She was more than happy to return those affections and grabbing her butt, humped her right back while kissing her back just as hard. With the way they were going at it, it was hard to believe that either of them was hesitant with each other at all.

Selina pushed up the front of Harley's shirt, and moved herself against her even harder. Not breaking the kiss, she pulled down Catwoman's bra in turn and now they were actively moving their naked teats all over each other. All the while they continued sucking face, holding each other, feeling all over each other's scantily clad bodies.

When their lips parted, there was a small strand of spit in between their tongues. “S-Selina...” Harley gasped. She still couldn't believe she did that.

Selina pushed back a strand of her hair. “See? That wasn't so hard to admit, was it?”

She snuck her hands up Harley's little shirt and twisted her nipples, causing her to squeak in pleasure. “I knew you want me love, but I had no idea you were so sensitive there. And I thought I was a bad little pussy.” Not letting her go, she ground her nails into the flesh of her tits again, and Harley could only shudder in pleasure.

Harley looked at Selina, but wasn't looking at her eyes. Instead she saw her bare tits hanging out with her bra top just awkwardly under them. She shoved her face into that rack and started sucking all over them. Catwoman smiled and hissed from having her breasts being worked like that, looking down at the head of the girl eating her chest. Harley was so into it that Selina could only see the top of her head.

Selina got a little more aggressive, pressing her nails into the hard skin of Harley's nipples. Not too hard, not too soft, but enough to drive her crazy, and then she would twist them in between. As expected, Harley got a little more into it too, and started biting into Selina's breasts. They were both so horny.

But Selina broke first. She yanked down her little thong and started humping Harley's leg. The other woman looked up, those hands were still pinching her nipples, but she still found herself thinking that Selina's name should have been something else. She felt her wetness all over her thigh, and when she was just lost in feeling it without reciprocating, Selina forced her tongue into her mouth again, desperate for more stimulation. Harley was just getting into it when she felt those same fingers playing with her nipples yank on them really hard.

Harley jumped back and gasped. Selina was looking at her with a beady smile and eyes full of dark intelligence, pinching the nipples with just the perfect amount of pressure. She didn't need to say anything for Harley to get the hint. As Harley took it that sensual pain, Selina would slowly and lovingly suck on each of her nipples, using her wet lips and tongue to stimulate them perfectly. They smarted even more after being pinched, but it was such good pain that she didn't mind at all.

Both ladies looked up at each other again. They were both holding each other's chests, twisting each other's nipples and playing with them soothingly in an attempt to get the better of the other one. It was definitely having an effect too, they didn't look away from each other for an instant but they could each see the other one breaking under pressure, making embarrassing noises and all kinds of weird faces. It was painful and it was ecstasy and neither of them knew whether they should giggle or scream.

“You wanna play with them all night Harley? Because I'm not here for games.” Then she twisted the other woman's nipples with such force that Harley bit her lip to keep her voice in. Selina relented when Harley was just about to break and cupped the other woman's face. “I think we both know there's something else that's way more sensitive. And this kitty needs her medicine.”

She grabbed Harley's wrist and put her hand to her pussy. “Know what I mean?”

A cruel grin formed on Harley's face. “By the time I'm through with you little pussy, you'll only wish you were still lonely and having your little wet dreams.”

“Try me.”

Selina lay back, and patted her cunt. Harley took her up on that challenge and turning around, sat right on top of her face before she lowered her head to the other woman's crotch. Harley licked her lips and naughtily ran a finger along the line of Catwoman's pussy. “This the first time you've done this sort of thing before Selina?”

“What? Well um...no...”

“Because I have.” Before Selina could respond, she pulled down that thong and plunged her face into that cunt.

Catwoman couldn't take it. All the pet play earlier had been something but Harley's tongue in her cunt was driving her crazy. It was the first time another woman's tongue was inside her pussy and it was awakening all kinds of new and strange sensations. It wasn't what she was used to and it wasn't painful and she didn't want it to stop.

Harley couldn't get enough of it herself. When she saw that little thong Selina was wearing and no big bush standing out, she knew this kitty had been trimming her pussy. But she hadn't been expecting her to have it completely shaven. It was so waxed that she barely tasted the pubic stubble.

And it made her so vulnerable too. She knew Selina wasn't just playing around earlier, there was no way to mask that emotion, and Harley was resolute on making her feel it as much as possible. Not only did she dig her tongue deep into that cleft, she also made sure to lick all over the skin of the surrounding pubic area. This Catwoman sure did have one wet ass pussy.

Selina was thrashing around all over the place. She was grabbing onto the bedcovers, digging her fingers into the sheets and mewling like a kitty in heat. It wasn't the first time somebody had gone down on her, but Harley being a woman eating her out wasn't just a novel experience, she also really knew what she was doing. Even the nicest guys she had been with were far more ruthless to eating her out than she normally would have liked.

Harley on the other hand knew when to use her tongue. She was looking solely at an eyeful of pussy, but she paid attention to the way the other woman was moving around, to the sounds of her weak little murmurs. When Selina was frantically moving all over the place, she would stir her tongue inside her deep, and when she was calm and could only faintly cry out under her, she would slow down, going easy on her. Her nose and lips were absorbing Catwoman's smell and taste all the while.

While Selina was absorbing all of it, Harley was getting a bit annoyed at the lack of attention given to herself. At first she was gentle with Catwoman, slowing down how much she was digging her tongue in between her vaginal lips to try and get her attention. But that only had the side effect of making this horny little pussy even more wet. She knew she must have driven her to several orgasms over but her own cunt had yet to have any attention. Having had enough, Harley slammed her butt right down on Catwoman's face.

Harley looked back at her with an evil little grin. “Don't just stare it Selina. Mine's pretty wet too. So be a good little kitty and put that tongue to work.” Then she wiggled her big butt right in front of her.

For the first time in a long time Selina felt out of her depth. She was still immersed in the afterglow of several intense orgasms, her vision was hazy and she couldn't think straight. But the sight of that tushy bouncing in those little boxer shorts made her grin wryly.

That big ass bouncing in front of her face was starting to look like prey. She regained her normal vicious poise in only a few seconds and looking at those booty cheeks practically taunting her, she was starting to think like a wild cat looking at a zebra. Eager to get back at Harley she grabbed both of those cheeks, hard enough to make her jump.

“Don't shake that thing so hard Harley,” she said with more force in her voice than she realized. “I'm telling you right now this kitty has claws.” She ground her nails into her rump hard and then gave it a playful little spank.

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Harley hissed at Selina's sudden initiative. “You keep doing that and we might have a contest on who has a meaner bite.”

“Big talk.” Not letting go of that ass, she grabbed the hem of her shorts and suddenly ripped them off in one fell swoop. Harley was just about ready to go down on her again when Selina played her fingers along the surface of that naked ass. Her fingertips were soft enough and her nails were filed just right that it tickled along her butt cheeks. Then she actually did bite into those cheeks.

“Bad kitty!” Harley said. “I'll make you purr by the time I'm through with you.”

Selina got a good kick out of that one, but she wasn't laughing for long when Harley took her clit in between her fingers and started playing with it. Her vain laughter turned into an all too loud moan that betrayed her arousal very easily. She was throwing her head back, just as defenseless with her now as she was the first time another woman's tongue ate out her twat.

But she wasn't going to let her get the best of her. Harley's bare ass right in her face, there was another hole that was far more defenseless before her. She spread open that ass and ate that ass.

Harley had gotten pretty cocky from lording herself over Selina. But the moment that tongue firmly wiggled inside inside her rosebud, she yelped back, sounding much like a defenseless little cat herself. Selina didn't spare her one second either, she stabbed a finger inside of Harley's twat too.

Obviously she couldn't speak with her tongue right inside of a little clown's tight asshole. But the way she was rimming Harley so roughly while she casually brushing her fingers on that clit, she might as well have been gloating. It could only be read as revenge.

And Harley was finally getting her comeuppance. She had wanted to get wild with a bad kitty and she was getting exactly what she asked for. Once so vicious with Selina's pussy, now she could only weakly lay her head on Catwoman's lap while she took it.

Selina was moaning pretty loudly too. She kept on eating that ass at the same furious pace, but what was really doing in Harley was the way she was playing with that clit. It was almost agonizing in how sweet it was, Harley wanted to do nothing more than to beg her lover to go all out on her sweet spot.

Holding firmly onto Harley's asscheeks and digging her claws into her skin, she kept going at it. Doing this kind of thing was still so very new to her, especially when taking into account that it was another woman. But she had practiced on herself so very many times, and the situation itself had proven to be exciting

She stopped eating Harley's anus long enough to say, “You okay there Harley? Flopping that ass of yours around in my face like that and now you're not doing a thing. I know you're telling me this butt is your weak point but...” She stopped and giggled at that little pun she made. “...if you're that weak here, you shouldn't have done it with someone like me. Us wildcats are really good hunters.”

She gently probed Harley's rosebud with her finger, traced it around her anus and then would poke it with her fingertip before taking it out. The other woman was still shivering and Selina knew exactly what she was doing. “Dear me Harley! And I thought I was sensitive in my pussy! But you really are a butt slut aren't you?” Harley barely responded with an affirmation in all her panting and sighing.

Still playing with Harley's anus, Selina affectionately licked on the surface of the rosebud but not inside of it like she had been doing earlier. To make it easier for Harley, she ran her fingers over those ass cheeks, playfully dragging her nails on them. It got to be a bit too much and she looked back and said, “St-staaap already!”

“Goodness Harley, is that even English anymore? And I thought I could sound like a pathetic little pussy! But if you insist...”

Finally recovering Harley looked back and said, “No, I mean don't stop...”

“It just feels that good, huh?”

“Yes...” she said in a voice that was both like a soft sigh and a pathetic whimper.

“Then make me scream like you did last time.”

She was about to make another quip about how Harley should eat that pussy's pussy, followed by something about how sniffing each other’s asses was how cats liked to get know each other in the world. But that was silenced when Harley dug her face right in. Selina threw her head back and her breath hitched but she held her voice in, she was resolute on not letting herself look like a fool like last time. And that butt did taste real good.

She clutched her hands on Harley's hips and pulled that naked tushy right in her face. She stuck her tongue inside that asshole as far as she could and wriggled it around intensely inside. She ate that asshole out good too, the intensity of that rimjob was equaled only by how much Harley was eating out her pussy. The only sounds in that room were their weak muffled cries and their tongues flicking out intensely within each other.

That close on her face, Selina didn’t just get a taste of Harley’s pooter, but she also smelled that wet ass clown pussy too. She was still holding that booty, and she from the way her lover was squirming around that if she just let one hand off her, that the big ass currently on her face might as well fly right out of her control. But that was definitely something she wouldn’t mind happening, and it was also a chance she was willing to take.

She removed one hand and as expected, Harley’s donk got a lot more bouncy on that face. It was a little harder for Selina to continue rimming her but she kept on doing it. It also amused her a little bit, her face still filled up with ass and all, on what she planned to do next. With her free hand, she gave playful little spanks all over Harley’s jiggly donk and even rubbed her face all in there while still licking inside her rectum, loving every bit of it. Now was the time to strike.

Though that thought was interrupted when Selina suddenly came, her pussy squirting it’s fluids all over Harley’s face. Selina threw her face back and made a loud wanton grunt, just taking in the sweetness of it all. On her side, Harley’s lips stained with pussy juice lit up in a wide smile and she gently massaged Selina’s engorged and moist box.

Just for that alone, Selina was ready to get her back. She moved her hand under Harley’s stomach and glided it along her bare vagina in a motion as brief as an electric spark. As expected, Harley was brought to her mercy again and cried out badly. Smirking now herself, Catwoman resumed eating her asshole and fingered that pussy with a sudden energy that wouldn’t let go. Just like before, Harley was totally at her mercy.

It wasn’t long before Harley let out a long string of loud wails that out loud on the streets of Gotham tonight, would have sounded like any other whore crying out to please her wide range of partners’ depraved lusts. But as Selina worked her, felt that cunt twitching on her fingers, she knew that serenade wasn’t any little show. If this clown baby wanted her so badly, she’d be more than happy to give her just that.

As Harley felt it more and more, she was going out of control. Her whole range of nether regions were being worked and though it was the first time that Selina had done this sort of thing, she was fucking her up good. Harley didn’t know if it was because her partner had actually done this sort of thing to women before or if she was just so horny that even sloppy oral sex would do the trick, but she didn’t care. All she wanted to do was cum.

And Selina knew it too. She surprised Harley when she suddenly flipped her over so that she was laying on her back. That close to her climax, such a small motion was the equivalent of riding a roller coaster, she felt totally out of control, and Catwoman upped the ante when her hands darted up her shirt and seized her breasts. Her fingers twisted her nipples, and Harley murmured deeply, and there was no doubting what that sound meant. Intending to finish her off once and for all, Selina resumed eating out that pussy.

After doing nothing but eating ass for a good several minutes, Harley’s twat tasted so delicious on her tongue. She made sure to eat that pussy like a fine buffet and played all over her lover’s body, enjoying the way she was squirming all over the mattress. Harley could only grab onto the back of Catwoman’s head for support.

The instant that Selina’s nails flicked onto Harley’s nipples just right, she finally came, letting screaming like a crazed manic in a way that even someone like the Joker would be taken aback. Her horny little cunt sprayed sweet fluids all over Catwoman’s face and her whole body was moving around with an energy that was sometimes lazy and at others wild and crazy.

Harley’s voice had just managed to calm down when Selina flipped her over again and resumed eating out that asshole. Already in the midst of a climax, Harley’s voice broke in her throat as she was racked by another climax in her anus. The only sound she could make was a loud and dull cacophony. If anyone had a mind to rob this place and knew who was in there, they would think it could only be a horny pussy like Catwoman in heat making that sort of ruckus.

Selina finally stopped, letting Harley recover after all that wanton sex. She was feeling tingly all over too, it was exactly the kind of release she needed after helping out Batman only to get rejected like that. She looked over Harley’s face in the faint moonlight shining through their window and she looked just as helpless as expected.

“Harley…” she cooed in a playful voice, the last note trailing out. Harley just made a weak barely recognizable “Hmm…” without much reason to it. “Can you do something else for me Harley?” She made another noise, this one in the affirmative. Selina propped herself so that she was standing up on her knees and turned around so her behind was hovering over Harley’s face. “This kitty would love it if you got to know her butt a whole lot better too.”

Harley didn’t say anything but just reached over and grabbed Selina’s ass directly. Catwoman’s face was lit up by a lewd grin when she felt Harley pry open her ass cheeks and she felt that tongue go right inside that tush. It was slow and a bit listless, all that teasing and two strong orgasms right in a row had clearly broken Harley down. That prospect pleased Selina’s twisted heart as much as it did her own anus from having such a thick tongue inside of it. Harley had come onto her, and she had gotten exactly what she wanted, she was totally messed up and destroyed from ever tangling with such a powerful villainess.

Selina got very naughty and played with herself, running her hands all over her tits and playing with her twat while Harley rimmed her. She had never felt more in control or proud, and all her disappointed thoughts of being rejected by Batman had gone right out the window. Harley’s rimjob could be better but right now it was the thrill of domination that was getting Selina off.

She surprised herself when she came through her asshole sooner than she expected. She threw her head back in deep satisfaction, her face blushing even in the pale moonlight. She reached back and gently patted the back of Harley’s head and her lover took her face out and affectionately looked up at her.

It was a moment, the both of them looking into each other’s eyes. They were both so fucked up, neither of them could find the words. Harley especially. She hadn’t expected her horny fit of fondling Selina to go so right.

Selina spoke first. “Looks like this was one pussy you just couldn't handle.”

Harley couldn’t respond at first, the truth of those words hit her like a bag of bricks. She looked down in embarrassment, the question of who held the power was obvious enough between them. But she was far from finished either. She took off her shirt, so now she was totally naked.

“For now.”

“For now?”

Harley looked up at her, a ghost of a smile on her face. “If you think the taste of appetizers meant anything, you don’t know how crazy I can be. And,” she said as she grabbed Selina’s hairless cunt, “the night is young you little pussy.”

Selina liked Harley’s resolve. And if that’s the way she wanted things, then she’d be more than happy to up the ante too. Her hand slipped down to Harley’s naked pussy and fondled her just the same.

For several seconds they were like that. They were just staring into each other’s eyes, fondling each other’s twats and waiting for the other one to break. The sounds of their fingers digging into those wet folds was so loud. Both women had to fight to keep the smiles from showing on their faces.

That didn't last long and they were both getting all kinds of turned on together. Though Harley would take the initiative this time. She broke the rules of this informal contest and started playing with Selina's clit. The nub was already sticking out of the hood.

“No wonder you got into this one so easily,” Harley whispered at her. “I heard you crying out for him.”

“W-who...?” Selina said, unable to hide how embarrassed she was in her voice.

“Batman,” Harley said with a smile making sure to enunciate both syllables of the caped crusader's name. “Looks like you came here in heat didn't you? Bad pussy.” She pressed the nub of the club into the hood.

“Well so what if I did!” She bit her lower lip and breathed deeply from getting worked like that.

“Is this all you had to wear?”

“What does that...”

“Because I think you wanted me to fondle you in your sleep.”

The clit suddenly twitched on her fingers and Selina looked away, grunting from her throat, still biting her lip. Harley couldn't be sure if she just came but then again, it really didn't matter. She had her weak point totally under her control.

Still playing with Catwoman's sweet spot, Harley dipped another finger into her wet pussy. Harley looked right at Selina's face, a wily grin on her own countenance. She was far more teasing of that cunt than she had been with the clit, slowly edging her digits in and out of her wet pussy.

“Please...Harley I...”

“What is it Selina? Kitty in heat?”

Those teasing words broke the last of Selina's reason and she flipped herself on top of Harley so that the other woman was under her. Harley was shocked for a few seconds at first, she didn't know how to respond. Enough time for Catwoman to plant her whole body right on top of Harley's.

Nor did Selina intend on letting go of her anytime soon. She grabbed Harley's ass cheeks with her claws, locking them together in a severe vice grip. Then she started humping her hard in a fit of feverish lust, she wanted it and there was no stopping her.

But Selina taking charge was just for show. It was obvious to both of them that Harley had broken her and she knew it. There was nothing eloquent or gentle about the way Selina was humping her, she was going at it like a beast of prey. Harley could only sit there and take it as Catwoman had her fill of her.

Not that she minded. It was a bit rough, she couldn't move much but she was just as lusty as Selina was. Every single time Catwoman rocked up against her, their tits and cunts rubbed up together. It created a wild primal friction between them. Even with Selina holding down onto her, Harley was still able to rub herself right back. Soon she was doing it with just as much energy as the other woman was.

Shamelessly grabbing Selina's ass, Harley joined their pussies together. The two of them were totally locked with each other and furiously flicking their tongues together. They were a horny mess, completely into it and needing each other's touch.

All thoughts of their informal competition went right out the window. The only thing they wanted was each other. There was nothing resembling technique anymore, it was just pure passion. They both came again and again, but neither of them was counting anymore. Nor did there appear to be a limit to each other's stamina, they just kept on going at it.

When it was over, they were both covered in sweat and each other's juices. They lay side by side on the mattress, breathing and panting heavily. Their ears were ringing and they couldn't think straight. But their bodies were on fire, they had never felt better.

“Say Harley...”

“Yeah?”

“You didn't spike me with any of Ivy's juice, did you?”

She snickered, and then full on broke out into laughing. “Nope. That was all you.”

“Well! I wonder why you really saved my pussy when it was about to take a pounding in that alleyway.”

“I was figuring we could do a team up. But when I saw you strip naked, I just couldn't keep my eyes away.” She looked at her again, naked and covered in sweat, and then just stared at her speechless.

“Harley, you fucking little perv. I never would have expected it from you. But then again I guess the Joker really rubbed off on you, huh?” They pulled each other close and shamelessly made out with each other. When they broke the kiss, there was a long strand of spit between their tongues. “I just hope we don't run into Poison Ivy anytime soon.”

Harley licked her lips, tasting Selina and not really thinking of anything else. “Why's that?”

“Because now that we've uh...awakened...either we'll be worshiping her head to toe. Or we'll just lose it and fuck each other right in front of her and all of Gotham will know about our new arrangement.”

“Well as long as I get to fuck this sweet pussy in front of me, I don't care. Just don't go crazy for Bats on me, will you?”

Selina stood up on her knees and pried open her pussy with her fingers. “Then you better do your best to make me forget all about him.”