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I Know That You’re Toxic (But I Still Want You)
Barbara knew she had messed up.
Correction, she knew that she had colossally fucked up in just about ever metric possible. Everything Bruce had taught her about working in the field, she didn’t do or had flat out ignored. She hadn’t even been this reckless when she first slipped on the cape and cowl as an amateur high school vigilante.
She had been played by a psychopath. Barbara had thought she had him under control, but it all went to shit and she was proved otherwise. She hadn’t even made a particularly good escape attempt. Maybe she would have succeeded or maybe she wouldn’t. It didn’t really matter in the end. The main fact was that there was a fifty/fifty chance of it going either way. There was a obvious risk in the life of a crime fighter but Barbara should never have allowed it to get to this point.
Thankfully Batman had been there to save her.
Unfortunately that was the problem because Barbara’s lack of focus was quite simply, a direct result of him. Okay, that wasn’t entirely fair but it was still the truth. Barbara Gordon was enamoured with the Dark Knight, but not in a professional way. To put it simply, Barbara had wanted to get fucked by the Dark Knight for almost as long as she had been Batgirl.
She knew it was wrong on just about every level. Of course she had always thought Bruce was hot but every woman thought that. Bruce Wayne was nearly the top of every eligible bachelor’s list in America. No, this was so much more but she couldn’t explain it. These thoughts also raised all types of other questions which was probably why her mind wasn’t in the game the past few nights.
And now here the redhead was, getting verbally berated for her complete disaster of a performance. Did Bruce know why she was so off her game? Did he also share those feelings? Did he even care? All that mattered to him was that Barbara had allowed Paris Franz to manipulate her into a situation that required him to save her.
Yet his criticism in her performance wasn’t loud, a fact that annoyed the redhead even more. Even now, he was so fucking assertive, yet composed at the same time. “You let Franz play you. He thinks he knows you, like there’s so kind of relationship…” He paused for a few moments but Barbara knew that he was far from done. “…He led you like a lap dog.”
Yet whenever Barbara was criticised, even as rightfully as moments just like this, she couldn’t help but bite back. She was a goddamn woman. “Bullshit! I knew what I was doing! I was on the hunt, same as you, Batman!” She argued.
Yet Batman saw right through her words but he still he remained calm. “No, you were trying to prove something. You should have listened to me and not let your ego cloud your judgment.” He responded.
Barbara stepped closer towards the man where it was blatantly clear just how different the two were in size. Even though she was in heels, Batman still towered over her but Barbara wasn’t going to be intimidated. Batman didn’t scare her. If anything, he did the opposite, which was part of the problem. “I thought we were partners.” She said, even if she wanted more than that.
Yet Batman just had to put out that fire. “We are, but we’re not equals. Not even close.” He said.
Barbara wasn’t having it. She had given sweat, blood and tears for this and he was still putting her down. Who did he think he was? “You self-righteous, sanctimonious…”
Now Batman wasn’t going to let her continue as he quickly interrupted the redhead and Barbara was frozen. “You’re not in it like I am, Barbara…” He told her.
What the hell did that mean anyway? She was just as much in it as Bruce. She might not have had the tragic backstory but she was still 100% in the mission. Or maybe Bruce didn’t see it that way. Or maybe she didn’t. Was it possible? Of Batman’s partners, he didn’t recruit her. He recruited Dick and Jason but she was only allowed into his circle of trust at great reluctance. She wasn’t going to accuse the Batman of sexism. Maybe it really was that traumatic background that Dick and Jason both had that made them more appealing recruits for the Dark Knight.
This just infuriated Barbara even more but she couldn’t say anything. As Batman simply continued, “It’s still a game for you, still a thrill…” Barbara only realised that she had been staring at the man’s stubbled jawline rather intently when the man turned away and continued, “…You haven’t been taken to the edge yet.”
Now what the hell was he talking about? “The edge of what?” She demanded.
Rather coldly, even by Batman’s standards, Bruce continued. “The abyss, Barbara. The place where you don’t care anymore. Where all hope dies.”
As Bruce was speaking, Barbara thoughts once again turned away from the lecture from Bruce and towards the man himself. Even after these thoughts had almost gotten her killed, she couldn’t stop having them. Bruce was what she wanted, a fact made more intense by the knowledge that it was so wrong. She had dated his son for fuck’s sake, but here she was, pining for the man himself.
Yet Barbara was soon taken out of those thoughts when he spoke again. “We’re done here. You’re off the case.”
Barbara wasn’t having it though. Maybe this crap would have flown with her ex and Jason, but it wouldn’t with her. “No! This isn’t over! You can’t dismiss me with some bullshit about the abyss. Why are you doing this?”
Somewhere, Barbara thought that maybe Bruce was doing this because he felt the same way about her. It seemed stupid but Batman never took the Robin off their cases, even when he should have. But with her, on this stupid case about a second rate smuggler? It seemed stupid. But maybe, like her, Batman wasn’t thinking logically, but with something else. It seemed like a fantasy but it was all she had.
“I told you…”
Now it was Barbara’s turn to interrupt. “No. We’ve been up against worse threats than Paris Franz…” She moved quickly and stepped in front of him as the man tried to walk away. “…This isn’t about me, it’s about us. It’s about you getting protective and sitting in judgment. I won’t have it.”
If Barbara thought her ultimatum was going to work, she was sorely mistaken as she saw Bruce’s jaw tense up for a moment before he responded. “Then get out.”
Barbara was completely shocked to the core. Had she just been fired? Did Bruce just fire her? Where did he get the right, especially when he just walked past her after saying it, like it was no big deal to him. Barbara had all kinds of feelings right now about the man, and whilst her infatuation was strong, it wasn’t enough to keep her close to a rage as well.
“How dare you!…” She shouted before chasing after the man. Placing her hand on his shoulder, the fiery redhead forcibly turned him around before continuing her tirade. “…I did what you wanted! I’m in this because of you and I made it work.”
With that, Barbara struck at Batman. Her fist crashed into the man’s Kevlar covered chest and Bruce showed no reaction to having just been attacked. Still seeing red, Barbara went at him again, this time going for his face. However, this time Bruce reacted, catching her by the wrist. Barbara didn’t stop and tried to strike him with her other hand.
Yet this was even less effective and soon she was pushed back. Yet Barbara was already committed and she wasn’t going to back down now. She tried to strike him again but Bruce simply sidestepped her, putting his weight against her shoulder, causing her to stumble. Barbara recovered, swiping a leg out at him but Batman just dodged her.
Two quick attacks followed up after that but they simply hit air, angering her even more. She was too hotheaded to think of anything else at the moment. It must have worked because for the first time, she managed to land a kick against her mentor. Barbara heard him grunt in pain and stumble but she didn’t stop, following it up by wrapping her leg around his neck and flipping him to the floor in a dazzling feat of acrobatics.
In that second, Barbara could see he was down. However, Bruce wasn’t out and the man tried to get back up. Pressing her advantage, she got on top of him, pressing him back down. Was this a victory? Whatever, it was, Barbara felt her anger begin to dissipate, only to be replaced by other feelings that weren’t helpful at all.
She had well and truly fucked things up. Guilt, despair, regret, none of these feeling were providing her any amount of solace. If Bruce was just bluffing moments ago, he wouldn’t be now. He had just proven that she was in over her head and easy to manipulate. This wasn’t supposed to happen. She had allowed her emotions to run rampant.
Yet of all the cynical feelings she currently had for Bruce, it was the the most forbidden one that was overpowering them all. She had just put so much of her feelings out there already, but there was still more she could give.
In that moment, Barbara made a decision. She didn’t know if it was good or bad. Only time would tell. The man that she had lusted for so long was right here and thanks to her prior actions, there may never be another chance for this. She threw her face forward and locked her lips against his, kissing him intently.
Bruce was stunned. He was the World’s Greatest Detective and he certainly didn’t see that coming. He probably should have. He had always known that Barbara had a crush of some sorts on Bruce Wayne, but he was certain that was all it was. Or maybe it wasn’t. It wasn’t to the same extent of Selina, Ivy or even Harley, but Barbara had been more ‘friendly’ with him recently. Clearly, it wasn’t friendliness and he just didn’t see it. It certainly explained Dick’s actions leaving to Bludhaven. Maybe his original protege saw what he simply couldn’t…or didn’t want to see.
But that didn’t explain why he wasn’t pushing her back. He could, rather easily in fact. Yet for a few seconds, all he had done was let her kiss him, soaking in the repercussions of what was happening. It was wrong. Barbara was only a year into college and he was nearly forty. Then there was the fact he was her mentor. Good mentors didn’t let this sort of thing happen. Then there was the simply fact that Barbara was the commissioner’s daughter. Jim Gordon was a strictly moral man who had bent over a lot of principles to allow him to work in Gotham. It was bad enough he kept the fact his daughter moonlighted as a vigilante for him secret, but the last thing he should be doing was entertaining these thoughts.
Yet at the same time, there had always been something about Barbara Gordon that had Bruce’s attention. No matter how wrong it was, he couldn’t help it. Barbara Gordon; Batgirl, had a body that was near perfect, with curves in all the right places. She had a firm round ass, perfect breasts and her fiery red hair always had his attention. It was even worse when she wore that Batsuit. The black outfit was super tight on the girl’s body, outlining all her aforementioned curves, especially around her legs and perky ass.
However, this still shouldn’t have been happening. But it was happening and it soon became to much, even for Batman, to resist the temptation. He would deal with the consequences later. Right now, he had a different task on his mind.
Barbara knew she had taken him back for a moment but she didn’t stop kissing him. However, she soon was the one to find herself stunned when the man leaned forward and began to reciprocate, kissing her back just as intently. This was…so much better than what she was hoping. That pessimistic part of her mind tried to rear its ugly thoughts…
…Was this out of pity?…
…Barbara didn’t care. Right now, Batman, fucking Batman, was kissing her back. She closed her eyes and let the man into her mouth, allowing Bruce to explore her with his tongue. She was then startled when she felt a pair of hands on her leather covered ass. She moaned softly into the kiss as Bruce kept groping her ass.
Yet Barbara’s fantasies never consisted of just making out with the Dark Knight and she was ready to take it even further. Breaking the kiss, Barbara sat back up and reached for her cowl. Below her, Bruce simply watched in awe as Barbara peeled off her cape and cowl in one swift movement. However, the fiery redhead was far from done and quickly hiked up her top, revealing her toned stomach, pretty face and chest that was still hidden under her sports bra.
Every logical instinct in him was telling Bruce to stop it right now but he ignored them all. Barbara leaned back into Bruce’s face, locking her lips with him once more. There was no apprehension or reluctance this time. Instead, Bruce instantly began kissing Barbara back. The two kept making out, with Barbara rubbing her barely covered chest against her mentor’s muscular body.
After a few more minutes of making out, in which Bruce’s hands remained firmly on Barbara’s perfectly shaped ass as she writhed against him, the two moved again. Now Barbara was on the rooftop floor as Bruce towered over her. The man moved back in. However, this time, he went for her neck, sucking the area and causing the girl to moan loudly.
“Oh…g-god, yes.” She knew that there would be marks and hickeys there in the morning but she didn’t care. Barbara especially didn’t care when Bruce buried his face into her cleavage, causing her to sink into the floor in pleasure. Her hand reached towards Bruce’s crotch and she smiled at the fact she could feel his cock ready to burst out his pants.
Bruce pressed his lips against Barbara’s again and the two resumed kissing before the redhead pushed her mentor to his feet. Now that he was standing up, she was a little worried he might call the whole thing off. However, when the Dark Knight simply remained in place, she smiled before reaching over to his utility belt.
“W-We really shouldn’t...” She heard him say. “…It’s not.”
“Come on Bru…” Barbara stopped herself and stood back up, kissing him again, “…Come on Batman. Nobody needs to know.” She whispered as seductively as she could. Barbara may have not been Selina but she could be sexy in her own right. She did have her own considerable roster of former flames almost comparable to the thief.
Her words must have worked because Bruce didn’t respond as Barbara finished with the catches of his belt. It was a similar design to hers, albeit more bulky and once it was gone, she moved back onto to her knees. Her hands then moved to his pants, pulling them down to his ankles.
Instantly she eyed the large outline of Bruce’s cock under his black boxers before smirking back up at him. Trying to be playful, she teased, “So this is where you keep all your happiness?” Barbara began rubbing his growing bulge with her hand, making Bruce groan again. He then started to groan a little louder when the redhead dragged her tongue up the entire length of his cloth covered bulge, making her smile again when she was done.
Barbara then went and quickly pulled his boxers down and her smirk grew wider as she found herself eying his dick, jutting proudly from his body. He was both long long and thick, larger than any boy she had been with previously. Barbara was nearly drooling at all the naughty thoughts that came to her mind. In all her wildest dreams, she still never thought he would be this…impressive.
First things first, Barbara wanted to do one thing. Wrapping her fingers around his cock, she started by slowly stroking him, coaxing another groan out the man as he grew harder in her hand. “Fuck, Batman. You look so…” Slowly, she leaned forward and dragged her tongue along the underside of Bruce’s shaft. “…So…” She licked him again, this time tentatively swirling her tongue along the head. Barbara could feel his stares on her but she remained silent as she licked him again. “…So…” The redhead was so close to finishing her teasing games and she gave his cock one last kiss and lick. “…Good.”
Continuing to completely ignore the rational thoughts in his mind, Bruce watched as Barbara slowly, teasingly, wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock. The next thing he did was groan when the heroine started sucking, her tongue running along the head. Focusing himself so he could look into her pretty eyes, Barbara met his gaze and he could see a naughty glint in her expression.
Bruce’s groans got even louder when Batgirl took more of him in, her perfect lips sliding over his hard cock whilst her tongue massaged the underside. She was still jerking him off nice and quick whilst her other hand slowly descended down her stomach. Dipping into her leggings, Barbara couldn’t believe how wet she was right now and she was only getting wetter with every passing second. It shouldn’t have been a surprise though. Batman was her fantasy and she couldn’t deny how hot it was, to be sucking him off right now.
“Oh…UNGH…god, Batgirl. ” Bruce groaned, trying to keep his composure as the redhead bobbed her head back and forth, while her hand kept stroking his shaft. Any resistance was now completely gone and Bruce had resigned himself to have any sort of regret tomorrow morning. He didn’t care about the problems that this was going to bring. All he cared about was the fact that Barbara Gordon, Batgirl, was drop-dead gorgeous and currently sucking his cock better than any other woman.
Barbara moaned in response as she pressed herself further down on his cock, making all sorts of sloppy sounds in the process. Soon she had managed to swallow him completely, her lips touching the base of his dick. From that point, she expertly took him all the way every time, slobbering over his cock when she would slide back, a sensation that only turned the man on even more.
“B-Batgirl, f-feels so good!” Bruce groaned again as his hand found its way into her red hair, guiding the girl down on his cock. He loved the feeling of her wet mouth sliding back and forth on his length and his words revved the girl to go even faster. Doubling her pace, she bobbed her head on his dick faster, trying to make the man as happy as possible (By Batman’s standards at least).
After a few moments of sloppily sucking on his cock, Barbara pulled back and grinned at the man. “You like this, Batman?…” She teased, stroking him firmly before giving his dick another dirty lick. “…You like your cock down your little Batgirl’s throat?”
“F-Fuck!” Bruce moaned to Barbara’s amusement and she licked his hardened prick again. She took so much pleasure in how much her mentor was struggling thanks to her oral actions. It was a nice change of pace for her to be the one in charge.
Then before giving the man the chance to actually form a coherent response, Barbara simply engulfed his dick once again. His groans grew louder as she sucked him off again, slowly taking his hard cock past her lips and down her throat, her eyes never coming off his. Barbara couldn’t get over just how good he tasted and worked her tongue like crazy on his delicious cock.
Meanwhile, Bruce couldn’t help but thrust his hips in sync with Barbara’s head bobbing. Over and over again, the redhead swallowed his entire length and all that could be heard was the sloppy sounds of Batgirl taking Batman’s cock down her throat. Despite his impressive size, Batgirl had managed to show her utter admiration for his entire manhood as she worked her mouth, tongue and throat as best as she could on him.
Soon Bruce wasn’t able to hang on much longer and he groaned again, “Batgirl, I’m…UNGH...” The Dark Knight trailed out and Barbara moaned in response. He was still looking down but the erotic sight was quickly becoming too much.
Barbara just looked so hot with his cock continually disappearing behind her perfect lips. At the same time, the fact that Barbara looked like she was enjoying sucking even off it even more than he seemed to be enjoying it, made it all the better. Bruce was sure he could see that she was fingering herself in time with her bobbing motions on his dick.
Bruce soon lost it a few seconds after that. “F-Fuck!” He cursed out before suddenly shooting load after load of his hot cum down the redhead’s throat. Barbara quickly responded by swallowing each load quickly and eagerly, not willing to lose a single drop. Between his cock and cum, she couldn’t decide which tasted better. Batman really was everything she had dreamed of and more.
As the man neared the end of his climax, Barbara sealed her lips around him, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she gave him one more lick and suck. Then as she pulled back, Barbara made sure to savor the last few loads of cum her mentor had given her, before sending the sticky substance down her throat with the rest of his orgasm. She gave him one last lick and kiss before looking back at him.
“B-Batgirl…” Bruce was still breathing heavily, “…That was…”
“I know…” She coyly replied, licking her lips before continuing. “…You taste pretty good too…” However, with him having just reached his orgasm, Barbara was worried that he was going to have a clearer head. She wasn’t willing for that to happen, not yet anyway. “…So how about we get up to some more fun?”
Barbara could see in Bruce’s entire stature his rational faculties slowly returning and she gripped him again, stroking his cock. That seemed to do the trick as the man said after grunting at her touch, “What do you have in mind?”
“So many things...” She answered, standing up before slamming her lips against his again, grinning when he kissed her back. “But first, why don’t you lay back down?”
For the briefest of moments, Barbara swore she could see the corner’s of Bruce lips form a smirk as he ran a hand over her toned stomach. Then the man went even lower, dipping into her leggings. Now it was Barbara’s turn to moan as the man felt her hot, wet pussy lips. His finger rubbed at her clit before his mouth moved back to her neck. “We both know this is wrong.”
Barbara pressed her lips against him, “I know, but I don’t care. Lie down.” She ordered the man who was going to fuck her in just a few short moments. Bruce complied and Barbara quickly kicked off her boots and pulled her leggings down, revealing the skimpy pair of underwear she was wearing. Pulling them down as well, Barbara’s was left in nothing but her bra. Yet that too went away and soon Bruce could only look up in awe at the sexy naked beauty right in front of him.
Completely naked, the redhead stood over the man before taking a deep breath as she climbed onto his lap. Barbara straddled Bruce, smiling as she felt his dick pressing against her entrance, yet not entering. In response, the man’s hands moved to her ass, lifting her up. This was it, the moment Barbara had been fantasising about for so long. She didn’t care about the problems this would cause in the future. The redhead just wanted to enjoy the moment.
“Oh my goddddddd!…” Barbara moaned out, feeling her pussy slide around his thick shaft to accommodate him. Only a few seconds in and she had never felt so full before but Bruce kept bringing her down, digging his fingers into her ass as she sunk lower. Slowly, inch by inch, Bruce lowered the redhead onto him before he finally began pushing her down, causing her to cry out in shock. “…H-Holy fuck, oh god, fuck, it feel so big.”
With his cock spearing the girl to the base, Bruce let out a few of his own groans as he grew accustomed to the sensation of Batgirl’s pussy squeezing his cock. She was so tight around him, “How do you feel?”
Barbara took another deep breath, “Good…” She managed to say, “…No, it feels fucking amazing.” She didn’t believe that it could feel so good, or that Bruce could even get his entire length inside her.
Bruce nodded before getting to the task at hand. Now that the initiation was done, it was time to go hard. Gripping her ass a little tighter, he lifted Barbara up, making her tight pussy lips slide along his cock, before lowering her back down. The wet sounds, along with her moans, sounded like music to his ears. He did it again, but this time he slammed her down a little harder, his cock making her inner walls clench around him. Over and over again, Bruce soon found a rhythm that Barbara finally followed like a good little partner.
Watching the sexy redhead moan and bounce on his cock, there was a great many things to like about her. Yet none were more exciting than the sight of Barbara’s glorious tits bouncing up and down as she harshly rode him, her mouth open and moaning loudly. Bruce couldn’t resist putting his mouth on one of her sensitive buds, sucking it as his hands moved to her bare hips.
Barbara cried out even louder when Bruce started slamming her down even harder on his cock. It just felt so good. Each penetration took her to heights of pleasure greater than anything she had felt before. Her moans, she knew, would be echoing across the rooftops but she didn’t care if the people of Gotham could hear her screaming like a common whore. Eventually, she did begin to properly ride Bruce in time with his efforts, thrusting her hips in sync with his movements.
Barbara then gripped the ears of his cowl and pushed his face further into her chest. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck! Oh god, yes! God, it feel so good!…” She screamed out as Bruce’s grip around her hips tightened, with the man intent on holding off his climax for as long as seemingly possible. “…F-Fuck, Bru-Batman! Keep going! Ram your cock into me! Fuck, yes!!!”
Despite the quick pace that both Batman and Batgirl had now set, Gotham’s Dark Knight was intent on going even faster. Alongside her moans, Barbara’s cried out in shock when her mentor smacked her ass before lifting her up completely. Now unable to ride him, Barbara was about to ask what was wrong. However, her words quickly turned back to screams as Bruce started fucking up into her at high speed.
Nearly Bruce’s entire cock was sliding in and out the redhead at a speed Flash would be proud of, the wet sounds of their bodies joining adding to Barbara whorish cries of pleasure. She couldn’t contain herself, her pleasure building to a peak. The redhead knew she couldn’t take much more of it. Yet Batman was full of surprises and somehow found an even faster speed, sliding his entire cock out of her tight pussy before driving it back in.
That finally did it for Barbara and she let out her loudest moan of the night as she came. Her pussy tightened around the man’s cock and she was left shuddering on top of him. Bruce didn’t stop his efforts, fucking the girl through her climax and all Barbara could do was moan as her face took on a new look of sheer, unbridled ecstasy.
“Oh yes, god! It feels so good, Bruce! Fuck, it feels so good, Batman! You’re fucking me so good!…” Barbara continued to babble as her mentor persistently pumped himself into her, feeling her constant orgasms around his cock. “…Oh fuck, your making me cum so much! It feels so good, yes! Fuck me! Make me cum!”
Batgirl’s constant climaxes soon started to affect Batman. Barbara could already feel his hard cock throbbing against her tight, velvety walls but his words only confirmed it. “Oh god, Batgirl! I’m gonna cum!” He groaned.
Barbara couldn’t help but cum again, her body collapsing on top of Bruce with exhaustion as she moaned, “Y-Yes, fuck, Bru-Batman… Give it to me. Cum in me. Give me your cum. Cum inside this naughty Batgirl. I need it so much.” She begged.
Hearing Batgirl’s words alongside her whorish moans spurred Bruce to go on a little longer, growling as he grabbed her ass hard and made her grind her pussy on him for a few seconds. Soon Batgirl was clenching around him again and that was enough for Bruce. He grunted and pumped into the redhead a few more times before pressing himself fully inside her. Groaning again, Bruce reached his own orgasm, erupting a torrent of his sticky cum deep inside the girl’s needy cunt.
Finally, both Batman and Batgirl were done and the two breathed heavily in the afterglow of their respective orgasms. They had done it, despite every instinct telling them that it was a bad idea, they had actually given into their impulses and fucked. Bruce and Barbara knew they should have felt something like of regret, guilt, remorse or anything in between. However, as they looked each other in the eyes, both vigilantes only had one thing on their mind…
…Arousal. Clearly, neither Bruce or Barbara were done. They knew it would come, but right now their regret would have to wait.
Now it was Bruce’s turn to move quickly as he rolled Barbara onto her back and got on top. Leaning down, the two began kissing again before Bruce took hold of her legs and spread them, exposing her cumfilled and drooling pussy to his vision. Then he sat back up and gripped his cock, amazing Barbara at the fact that, even after two prior climaxes, he was still rock hard.
Bruce rubbed the tip of his cock against her entrance, teasing Barbara as the redhead whined, “H-Holy, fuck, Bruce. Stop teasing and fuck me already.” She pleaded.
For the briefest of moments, Bruce smirked again. If that’s what she wanted. Quickly, his hands went to her hips and he slammed his full length into the redhead. Barbara’s whines instantly turned to screams but Bruce wasn’t done. He pulled back and thrusted once again, even harder, making her pussy tighten around him in response. Again and again, Bruce moved his hips faster and fucked Barbara’s pussy harder until he hit the perfect pace that had the girl on edge.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Yes! Oh fuck, yes! Don’t stop! Oh fuck me, Batman!…” Barbara screamed, first in shock, then in ecstasy. She was getting lost in her pleasure and enjoying every second of it. She had so many dreams about getting fucked by Batman, specifically whilst she was Batgirl, but she never thought it would ever happen. But here she was, having her drooling pussy getting fucked relentlessly by the object of her desires. This was absolutely fucking worth it. “…Oh god, fuck me! Give it to me! Harder! HARDER!” She demanded.
Bruce obeyed, holding the redhead even tighter before he picked up in speed, the wet slapping sounds of their bodies joining together being drowned out by the redhead’s loud moans. Barbara’s pussy was so wet, slicking his cock up so much that he was reaching depths inside her that none of Barbara’s other boyfriends ever could or ever would manage.
“Is that enough for you, Batgirl?…” Bruce growled, cupping one of her jiggling tits before grabbing onto her throat again. Choking her slightly, he made her clench around him again. “…You like that? Look at you. Who trained you to be so naughty? They must be a really bad mentor.” He said, looking at the ecstasy riddled all over Barbara’s face.
Barbara shook her head, “N-No…He’s the best! Y-You’re the best…” Barbara barely managed to choke out. She couldn’t contain herself, just like Bruce couldn’t contain his own groans.
After a minute, Bruce slowed down his efforts and grabbed her legs again. Propping them up his body, he used this new angle to pick up the pace and fuck the girl even faster. Barbara was instantly on board as she came on his dick again, resulting in Bruce fucking her even harder, pumping into her with a renewed vigor. She loved how hard and fast he was thrusting into her, hitting every sweet spot in the process.
Bruce had managed to coax a few more climaxes out the redhead before he felt the beginning of another one of his own, and he told Barbara. “I’m close.” He said out, his breathing erratic.
“Y-Yes! Give it me, fuck! Cum in my pussy, Batman! I need your cum so much. I need it so much, Bruce!” She begged and Bruce wasn’t about to deny her. Groaning hard as he thrust back into her, Bruce came. Barbara’s pussy gripped around his cock like an inescapable vice as he shot his load into her. The redhead shuddered as what felt like an ocean of cum flooded into her cunt once again, a sensation she fucking loved. After a few seconds, she came again, all over his cock.
Once they were done, Bruce pulled out and there was a moment of awkward silence. What had just happened had irrevocably changed things between them. Was it for the better? That was highly unlikely. Yet things had changed. However, Barbara still wasn’t ready to face those changes, and she knew the perfect way to delay it just a little while longer.
Pushing Bruce back to his feet, Barbara instantly kneeled in front of him again and Bruce quickly got the idea. Barbara smiled as her mentor pressed his cock back against her lips and she willingly opened them, wrapping them around his cock as she started sucking again.
Barbara felt a great deal of pleasure hearing Bruce’s groans as she bobbed back and forth on his cock. Slurping and licking his dick, she gave his cock a nice and hard suck as she started stroking him with her right hand. Her left hand meanwhile, began to fondle his balls, drawing a few different sounds of pleasure from her mentor.
Bruce was really struggling to handle the erotic sight. Barbara was making a completely sloppy mess over his cock, with her mouth making all sorts of audible sounds as it went past her lips and down her throat. She would pull her mouth away, creating a string of spit between her lips and his cock that she would slurp on when taking him back in.
Barbara sucked and licked his cock as she went back and forth on him. After a couple of bobs, she took him as far into into her throat as she could. The sexy redhead then held her mentor’s cock there as for as long as she could manage, fighting off her gag reflex throughout, before pulling back and releasing him from her mouth. Then without pause, she would lick up the side of his cock and dive back on him, repeating the process some more.
“B-Barbara, Batgirl, I’m cumming.” Bruce grunted, barely able to hold on any longer. By this point, Barbara had mastered her oral skills and was having no issue taking him all the way down her throat.
Barbara waited until the last possible second before pulling back as Bruce came. The man let out another groan as his hips bucked forward and Barbara quickly opened her mouth wide. In an instant, spurt after spurt of sticky cum shot from Bruce’s cock before splattering all over the redhead, getting in her red hair, on her lips and over her pretty face. Then she adjusted her position and opened her mouth. A second later and the heroine was treated to several heavy strands landing on her eagerly waiting tongue.
Despite the mess that her mentor had just made, Barbara didn’t mind and she moaned as she swallowed the load in her mouth. Then she reached up with a hand, scooping some cum up on her finger, before bringing it to her lips. “Delicious.”
Under his cowl, Bruce’s face softened for a brief second before going hard. Then without saying a word, Bruce went to pick up his belt and pants, sliding them back on. Barbara knew what he was thinking now but she couldn’t share it. She had wanted this for so long, and now she had it.
However, as her mentor grappled away, leaving Barbara naked and covered in cum, there was still a small hint of doubt that the cost might have been too high.
The end