Barbara climb into her room. She was lucky her window looked towards a back alley. Very slowly she walk to her door and opened a little bit to tried to listen. On the other side her dad was sleeping on the living room. Everything was OK.
She slowly close the door an realized the everything was not OK. Now that everything had pass, Barbara was starting to realize what she had done. It was not like her to do what she did. She didn't know what kind of person possessed her. She had just meet Superboy, and she had already jerk-
No, she tried to set aside that kind of thought.
She took off her suit. Underneath she was wearing only panties. Her wet panties. She had to remove them. Fortunately she was the one doing the laundry in the house, so her father would not notice, not only the panties, but the pants of the costume.
Now, nude, the thoughts came back. She watch her naked body in the mirror and started to thinking what she would do if Superboy was still with her. She would probably let him touch her and kiss her pus-
No, again, that was not Barbara.
She put on some new panties and an old shirt and went to bed, she had to get up early to go to the Gotham Library, where she was a librarian trainee.
But she could not sleep. Her hand instinctively start touching her new panties underneath the blankets while remembering what she did to the boy. She regretted not having taken off her gloves so she could feel his cock better, and-
No.
Barbara came up with and idea. She get up of bed and open her closet, where she just left Batgirl's costume. She put it on. Now her mind was free, she didn't feel guilty for her thoughts when she was Batgirl. There, standing, she unzipped her suit pants, pushed her panties aside and started rubbing.
That was liberating. She felt incredible things, she did not know very well how to move her hand, but she did not need it. Her eyes roll up, She lost strength in her legs. Almost lost balance. He was imagining that it was Superboy who was touching her. Now her gloves help her to imagine that. But it wasn't enough, she wanted more. Physically speaking, she didn't want to go any further, she didn't want to put her fingers inside, even in the costume that seems too much for her at the moment, so she went to her computer and did a search of images of Superman. Once again the attraction to the symbol was very strong. She found a series of images of Superman flying over Metropolis, and that was it.
Batgirl was sitting on her chair, in front of her computer, touching herself while watching Superman pictures. She started to moan. With her right hand she rubbed her clit while pulling her pubic hair whit her left hand. It was taking effect, her moans were getting louder and louder. Her face was now as red as the hair she was pulling. She was thinking about all kind of things looking Superman chest, Superman abs, Superman logo.
She wast almost there, when a thought crossed her mind. She stopped masturbating for a moment and look for a new picture. This time he search Batman. The only pictures she could found were sketches from the police. It was more than enough for her, the mystery of the man, her hero, lit a fire inside her.
Her speed was going up. She put her two yellow boots on the table. Her moaning was louder and louder, she was enjoying it. She had no idea what was about to happen.
Her mind was in another universe, her arm began to ache, but she was so close. Obviously she didn't know how this experience was gonna to end, but her body did know. Whit her left hand she grabbed her right boob and pull it out of the suit. Her toes began to move by themselves.
Her right nipple, hard as a rock was asking for attention. She couldn't see, her eyes were blank, but her left hand found the way and twisted the nipple.
She wanted to stay in that place forever, she couldn't feel her face, she was warm, her whole body was screaming, everything was perfect,until she squirt.
A jet of squirt came out of her vagina. And she couldn't do anything. Her legs were trembling. She lost her vision for a moment and fell out of the chair.
In the living room James Gordon was sleeping when he hear a noise, like something falling. His cop reflexes woke him up he grab his gun and went to the origin of the noise, Barbara's room. He open the door carefully to see his daughter stuck in bed. At that moment she woke up.
"Is everything all right, dad?", said Barbara.
"Yes, I thought I heard a noise, I'm Sorry I wake you up", answer her father.
"It's OK, I was having trouble sleeping anyway", said Barbara.
James said good night and leave the room.
"That was to close", though Barbara while she pushed away the sheets.
She was still dress as Batgirl, if her father had seen the costume, she would have many questions to answer, but she would have many more questions to answer if he had seen the water stain on the computer screen and the pool on the floor.