The Batmobile pulled into the warehouse, without a sound. "When we get a four-seater..." a high-pitched voice squealed, "I call shotgun." "Shush, Harley dear," a calmer, seductive voice responded. Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy. Of course, they were the ones that had kidnapped Batgirl. With a growl, Batman leaped out of the car, his cape splaying across the floor as he landed in a crouch. "Where's Batgirl?" he commanded. A whip cracked down by his feet: Catwoman. "She's fine." Her slick, confident voice echoed. "We only got to second base with her," Harley giggled. Batman straightened himself up. "What do you want?" he asked finally. "Your love," Selina stated. "And sex," Harley added quickly, "Lots of sex!"
Batman's eyes widened in disbelief. "Let Batgirl go..." he growled menacingly. "Sure," Harley answered with a shrug, "In a bit." "Make love now, save sidekick later," Catwoman purred, placing a hand against his chest, and then shoving him backwards onto his back. "We just need you to take that sexy mask off..." she reached for his cowl but stopped herself as a naughty grin spread across her face, "on second thought, leave it on..." She straddled his chest, licking his lips, while the other two tugged at his costume. Selina pulled down the zipper on her catsuit, shrugging it off tantalisingly slow. Finally she reached her underwear and rolled them off also. Her vagina now sat exposed just above Batman's face. He felt his cock stiffen as Harley and Ivy finished with his uniform.
Ivy's tongue breezed against the head of his cock, before she took it into her mouth. Harley squealed with excitement, her small hands rubbing the shaft speedily. Bruce moaned and felt Selina's thighs slither around his neck. His mouth clamped onto her pussy lips. Catwoman shrieked as she felt his tongue inside her, eating her out. Poison Ivy's perfect lips engulfed his dick, gently savouring it. Her crimson hair was spread across him as her head bobbed up and down. Catwoman thrust her hips forwards against his face and his hands grabbed her buttocks, gripping tightly as he sucked on her pussy. She gave into orgasm, collapsing forwards onto him then rolling off. Harley awaited eagerly, as Ivy sucked him off faster now until Batman came as well.
A rude palm smacked against Ivy's ass. Harley's other hand kept Ivy bent over, while she spanked her in front of Batman. Ivy's face was still pressed against Bruce's dick, which rubbed against her cheek. Ivy didn't object as Harley spanked her again and again until her butt was bright red. Then she spread Ivy's ass-cheeks apart and ran her tongue along her crack. Ivy groaned as Harley started to finger her butt, her index finger sliding in and out of her ass with rhythmic precision. Batman was hard again and Harley's mission was accomplished. She tossed Ivy away then pressed herself against Bruce.
Batman clawed at her clothing, ripping it from her, then pushing her up, off the ground, and against the wall. Harley's costume discarded on the floor, Batman guided the tip of his dick to her open pussy, and then rammed it in. Harley gasped for breath frantically as he thrusted into her again and again. His firm hands groped her breasts roughly, his thumbs edging over her nipples. Her bare back braced against the cold hard wall as he slammed her against it repeatedly. He was ferocious, like a wild animal, ravishing its prey. His lips locked onto hers and his hips grinded against hers, his tongue pushing into her mouth and running along the roof of her mouth. Her legs lifted off the ground and clamped to his waist. One hand left her breasts and traced a line up her calf and along her thigh with a tender finger until it reached her ass which he gripped tightly. Groping her left boob, and her right buttock, his penis didn't slow. It was Harley who had to surrender under his relentless assault, and her pussy erupted into orgasm.
Batman released her, letting her slide down the wall into a sweaty heap at his feet. He felt a lusty hand slide into his and turn him around, away from Quinn. "My turn," Poison Ivy whispered desperately. Being so horny must have amplified the hormones she was emitting because the next moment, Batman had her bent over the bonnet of the Batmobile, and was already drilling his cock into her naked anus.
Ivy moaned out as he started to thrust again. She remembered Gotham Park, up against the tree. There really was no man like Batman. He held her hips in place while he screwed her ass, pumping in and out without pause or stop. He held his lips to base of her neck, his tongue pressed into the gap between her shoulder-blades. Batman gripped her tight butt and pulled the cheeks apart so he could slide in more easily. Evoking a final moan from Ivy, Bruce ejaculated.
He took a step back but Harley was back on her feet and Ivy wasn't finished yet. Then he felt Catwoman's strong commanding hands snake their way around his shoulders again, pulling him down to the ground once more. She lay down on top of him, her ass against his dick. Her hands stroked at his body, his chest, his pelvis. He groaned out as she started to rub herself against him. Her petite body dragged up and down against him, her butt catching on his dick until his erection returned. Then she rolled onto her front and slid down his body, pinning his legs apart. Harley and Ivy straddled his chest together, a sinister smirk on both their faces. Catwoman's tongue darted across his cock.
Catwoman's tongue sped along his shaft then back to the base then back up. It was like a cat licking a saucer of milk, at first tentatively, but then with growing enthusiasm. Harley and Ivy's thighs were pressed tightly to Bruce's sides. Poison Ivy leant back, exposing her chest to her partner. Harley Quinn smothered Ivy's collarbone in kisses, her hands cupping Ivy's breasts and massaging them gently. The display was for Bruce's benefit, but it was clear that they were both enjoying it. Selina made a faint purring noise as she took Bruce all the way into her mouth, her lips working it with force. Harley's pussy started to rub against Batman as she pulled Ivy closer and their lips connected.
Ivy's hands flew to Harley's back and traced a line down her spine with her finger before reaching her butt and lightly spanking her. Harley moaned and leant forwards over Batman so her ass was up in the air. Ivy's palm smacked her butt again. For a third time, Ivy brought her hand down, spanking Harley hard. Then Ivy yanked her back up again and dragged her hands down Harley's chest until she reached her entrance. Two fingers slid inside her. Ivy fingered Harley deep, Her fingers toyed with her pussy. The two of them tumbled backwards off Batman onto the ground next to him, where Ivy straddled Harley's waist and continued to pump her fingers in and out. Harley moaned out and Ivy's legs wrapped around Harley's, the two becoming entangled together.
All thoughts of rescuing Batgirl were gone from Bruce's mind now as Catwoman crawled back up his body, leaving his cock momentarily. "Those two are getting distracted," she giggled as she became level with him. A naughty grin stuck to her features as she watched Ivy asserting her authority on Harley. She leant forwards and whispered into Bruce's ear while her pussy rubbed on his penis: "What could we do with just the two of us..." Batman shoved his arms around her, rolling so he was on top, pinning her to the ground, and started to thrust downwards all over again...