Hello again! Little backstory: I had my holiday and then started a new job within my company. Abruptly sent to England for 2 weeks. Then a huge bout of writer's block and etc. I'm back now! Thanks for waiting. I also realized I'm an idiot and the scene breaks I was using weren't porting into Fanfiction. I apologize for that and I'm trying something new.
"Wash!" Harley commanded, throwing a bucket of soapy water onto the car before them.
"Of all the…." Selina murmured. It was an insane idea from a truly insane person. She only agreed to it because she needed Harley's help. "At least she didn't drag Ivy in on this."
The sun poured down on the duo and their collected cars. Oh yes, the cars. High end sports cars that glistened in the sun as the pair and several other ladies worked them over. "Get scrubbing!"
Catwoman had to admit that Harley was quite pretty sans makeup. The blonde had her hair back in two tails, her fit frame crammed into a black and red bikini. Despite the very loose shirt Harley wore Selina was still able to make out flashes of bikini top and bottom. Judging by the appreciative stares from passers by, Harley's choice in outfit was well received. There was no mistaking the crazy in her blue eyes however.
Selina on the hand was dressed more conservatively. Conservative meaning that she was at least wearing pants, and by pants they were black short shorts that clung to her ample rear. The white ties of her bikini occasionally peeked out under her white top. Her top slid upwards with every movement, exposing the firm lines of her taut stomach and when she tried to pull it down again the fire patterned bikini top was exposed. Selina was all for grabbing attention, but only when she wanted it, and certainly not in this situation.
"Did you have to pick up my clothes too?" Selina whined.
"You want my men, you'll do it my way." Harley noted in a moment of sanity. "Now scrub, or you're doing this naked!"
"Bruce, you better still be alive cause I'm going to kill you." Selina fished around the bucket in front of her and pulled out a sponge; ringing it once before polishing the bright red Audi R8.
The lecherous owner of said car was standing behind Selina. He alternated between uncomfortably close and far enough away he'd have an unobstructed view of her butt. I hope he tips well at least. Selina thought as she rubber away a speck of dirt; well aware how the action was making her butt shake.
When she was satisfied the bikini clad thief pulled back and admired her work. "She's ready."
"I bet she is." He replied, grinding Selina's gears with innuendo. "Say do you work privately? I have some other things that could use polishing."
The thought of doing anything other than robbing this man blind caused Selina to shake. The sponge in her hand dripped all remaining liquid out such was her death grip. "No. Move along dear, I have another client to handle."
Selina sauntered away, skillfully ducking behind another car as she went. She let out a thankful sigh as the car pulled away, not caring if the man paid or not. "Is this what you do on your days off?"
She tensed for a second then relaxed as she recognized the voice. Turning, she found Trent leaning against a classic muscle car. Somehow, the thief was relieved. "What are you doing here?"
"I heard you had to do something to get help." He removed his sunglasses. "I didn't imagine it was this, nor in that outfit."
"I'm not pleased if it makes you feel any better, but if you insist…" She leaned forward and pressed her arms together. The effect was immediate on her partner; Trent's eyes were drawn to her impressive valley of cleavage, yet she was not done. Ensuring he was watching her every move, she turned and arched her back. Now she was showing off her well honed legs and nice round butt to the baffled detective. "...is this enough?"
Trent's mouth worked open and shut several times but no words emerged.
"No?" She moved over to his car and leaned over the hood. Selina stuck her hand in her hair like she'd seen many a model do. "Better?"
"Ugh…." Selina swaggered towards him, pushing his jaw closed with a single finger.
"Better keep that shut. You might give people the wrong idea." She leaned closer and purred in his ear, "Don't tease a tease honey. You won't survive."
Trent made a sound like his brain was rebooting. "Uh huh. Are you going to wash my car now?"
Out of the corner of her eye she saw a Gotham Police car approaching. Behind the wheel was a recruit looking fresh out of the academy. "Sorry but it appears like I have more important business to attend to."
"Suit yourself, I prefer blondes anyway." Trent smiled and walked over to where Harley was finishing wiping down another car.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you" Selina tried to him warn him when she realized what he had in mind but it fell on deaf ears.
"You made your choice, and I made mine." He walked away with a little spring in his step and Selina slumped her shoulders. Poor, poor Trent. You are going to regret this. If he thinks I´m bad just wait until she gets her hands on him. Now, what to do about the law here.
The officer opened his door in the midst of all the cars, carefully taking stock of the situation. Geez, he looks like he needs to consult the manual. More fun for me then. She spared a glance back at Trent and Harley. Definitely more fun for me.
His face took on a flustered as Selina approached him, green eyes gleaming, like a predator would prey. "Is there a problem officer?"
"You girls are hosting and unauthorized business!" He said with faulting authority.
"Really?" Selina feigned a valley girl voice. "I don't see a problem here. Just a bunch of girls washing cars that's all."
"You need city approval! And a license!" He hastily added.
She ignored him and continued over to his patrol car with as much sway as her dancer's legs could manage. Much like Gotham, the car was dusty; it had not seen a hose in years. Well, we can fix that.
"I assume you're here for a full service wash right?" Selina asked, hefting a bucket and hose. "I'm sure I can...handle you…"
"I'm here to shut you down!" He protested but was ignored once more.
Selina smirked again and played with a finger in her mouth. "Oooh, don't worry officer. I know you're trying to do your job, but I want to thank you for your hard work."
The thief turned car washer picked up the hose and played lightly with the end. With the officers full attention she at first sprayed the car once before letting the hose slip from her hands.
Water cascaded from the hose, arcing high into the air before it came down atop the thief. Her white halter top instantly turned transparent, clinging to her breasts and well defined stomach. She cut off the water.
"Ooh. Look what I did." Selina mocked him with a high pitched voice normally coming from a bimbo. "Silly me all clumsy like that. Guess I'll need to take it off."
"No that's not…" He tried to stop her.
"Of course it is." Selina hooked fingers and started to pull up the soaked garment. "I don't want to catch a cold now do I?"
He could only stand and stare in stunned silence as Selina pulled up her shirt. She's….wow.
Selina's chest glistened in the light as it sprung into view; the water only serving to highlight her assets. Her breasts were barely contained in the at least two sizes-too-small bikini top as it was but the effect the cold water was having on the material only increased the pressure. Selina's nipples puckered and struggled against their cloth prison. Each movement she made threatened to let her ladies bounce free. Now with her plaything's rapt attention she undid the single snap of her shorts.
"Turn around please. A girl has to have some modesty." The officer did anything but. He could only watch as Selina turned her back on him before presenting her full rear end. Painfully slow she slid out of the wet fabric revealing her bikini bottoms. Selina giggled and straightened back up. "You didn't peek now did you?"
"I…"
She tsked her finger. "Naughty boy. I'll have to discipline you later, but first this car needs some work."
Selina turned washing a car into work of art. Teasing art. Her entire body got to work itself as she scrubbed every inch of the battered cruiser. Of course, she took every opportunity to tease the officer as well and provided enough innuendos to make him sweat.
"I think she's looking good sir. You can even see your reflection in her."
"Uh huh…."
"Now, I think you were bad earlier. Did you spy on me?"
"I…"
"Shhh…." She silenced him with a finger. "I know you did. You're a bad boy and I love bad boys officer. Why don't you get up against the car sir."
He didn't obey right away but he didn't refuse either when the half naked thief put him into the position she wanted, eventually even going so far as to press his hands against the side of the car like instructed. Immediately he felt her warm wet body press on him. "I just need to check you up, I don't want any…..accidents."
The officer shivered as Selina's delicates hands ran up and down his chest. God I always wanted to do this! She thought as her fingers crept ever lower. Soon, the sound of leather creaking emanated from his waist. With a thud his belt, and the pants they were attached to, hit the ground.
"Mmm...Looks like you're concealing a weapon. I'm going to take you in for that." She purred in his ear as she rubbed his crotch. Selina spared one last look at Trent; noting his apparent delight as Harley scrubbed his car. Oh dear… Selina removed the cap off the officer, placing it on her own head. "I'm going to have to ask you to step inside the car sir. I need to inspect this weapon of yours."
The door slid open and Selina lead the poor officer inside, carefully pushing his head down so he didn't bump it. Geez. This is a fucking power trip. She did have to imagine she looked quite comical though; dressed in a bikini and wearing a Gotham PD hat.
(AN: If someone draws a picture of this I'd like to see it.)
"That's it, lay down you bad boy. I need to do a thorough exam." Selina said, slithering next to him. As he complied, she liked her lips and got to work. Hands slid up his thighs and to the edges of his blue boxers. Tenting in the center of said boxers was his cock; already it darkened the fabric where it drooled precum. Selina's eyes sparkled. "Officer, were you spying on me? Cause this weapon looks loaded."
He said nothing but his grey eyes told her everything. "Naughty. Well, I guess I need to ensure it's safe."
With a predatory grin she slunk forward. His eyes followed her breasts as the wobbled with every movement; body refusing to react as she tugged at the waistband of his underwear. With one solid tug his boxers came free and the cock contained within bounced into Selina's chin before bobbing freely. Not as big as Trent's, it didn't displease her regardless; the tip was already moist from the constant river of precum and it steadily rose in the crisp Gotham air.
"Naughty officer," She tsked. "Trying to assault me with this weapon of yours. I guess I'm going to have to disarm it."
Selina's hand grasped the cock firmly in her hand, lest it try to assault her again. A small stream of saliva joined her hands, lubing his throbbing member. Steadily, her digits went to work over the cock; precum and saliva mixed under her efforts.
"Naughty officer, thinking you could assault a poor little girl with this weapon of yours. It's such a big….powerful...weapon too." Selina teased. Her efforts were rewarded as the member swelled even larger in her hands; she was stroking his ego as much as his dick. He let out a moan as she tickled his member, her slick hands sliding lower until the reached the base and his testicles just beneath. Each one was no larger than an egg but felt heavy in her grasp.
"Mmm," she purred at the panting policeman. "Feels like you're fully loaded…."
Selina steadily massaged his balls, enjoying his soft cries and the feeling of the warm cum factories as they slipped around her fingers. Maybe I've been doing this wrong the whole time. I can just seduce my victims. Goes so much easier. Slender hands wrapped around the base of his member, directing the loaded cock to her breasts. She gently rubbed the leaking head around her bikini encased breast, particularly around her large extruding nipple. Selina let out a quiet moan of her own under her efforts. "So strong, just look what you're doing to me officer."
His eyes wandered down to where she was massaging her breast with his member. Her nipple cried out for attention, not just because she was tracing it with his dick, but also how it dented the thin fabric of her top.
"Officer, are you thinking of doing things to me?" Selina asked sweetly. "It looks like you are."
She switched breasts, rubbing his member all around the left one now. Precum flowed like a river and clung to her top rending it semitransparent wherever his juices touched. "Ready to get disarmed?"
Selina leaned down and started in on his cock. Slowly, she began to to lick at the tip, feeling his jizz flow into her waiting mouth. A coo emanated from her plaything as she went along with her talented tongue; it touched and prodded every surface imaginable as Selina worked herself from tip to the stem. She pulled back as she reached the bottom but not before nuzzling his balls with her nose. "Mmm, Gotham sure sends out its finest. Let me repay you for it."
The cop choked as his member disappeared in one go. Selina swallowed the entire cock in a single stroke before coming back up. She repeated her assault twice more before detaching herself. Licking her lips, she commented, "Tasty. I think I need to savor this….disarming."
Starting over, Selina again lapped at the turgid member before her. A single handle steadily pumped his cock; milking his copious precum which she greedily sucked up. Tonguing swirling around, her lips parted and once again she started to swallow the member. This time however she went slow and steady, not the quick sucks from earlier. Her victim grabbed ahold of the seatbelts; clinging on as this carwasher had her way with him. It wasn't like he was going to stop her either. Initially intending to just break up the wash, getting a coverup blowjob was the last thing he expected.
Selina slid down further on his cock, enjoying its warm pulsing length and throbbing veins going further and further into her waiting gullet. Her tongue could only play with the bottom of his member, but that didn't matter; her ruby red lips felt every bump and curve of his weapon. With each passing inch she felt herself get even more aroused at the situation. Selina had sex with Batman, but that was business. Trent was just a tease. This was something different for her; almost clinical in nature but giving her so much satisfaction. God, I better not get addicted to seducing cops. I have standards. Selina pulled back slightly, and swallowed. The action pulled on his cock and caused him to gasp as pleasure shook his body.
She disconnected completely, reluctantly pulling herself off the cock. "You like that huh officer?"
He nodded between shallow breaths. "Well good, cause your weapon here is a prize peace, and disarming it only deserves the best."
With that statement she went back to work at his pleasure pillar; her lips easily resuming their previous position. Selina swayed her head as she went up and down on his member; tilting it in all directions as she went, and filling her partner with euphoria. Soon, she was at the base of his cock, drool and precum escaped past her lips and pooled down at his balls. A free hand massaged the mixture in and felt each orb as her thumbs worked them over. Each testicle vibrated under her skilled hand, no doubt filled with his spunk. Already she could tell he was on a hair trigger, ready to go and unleash their precious cargo of cum. Selina pulled back in an exaggerated fashion that only survived to push the cop to the brink.
Releasing his cock with a loud pop, the vixen grasped his member and started to play with it; slowly at first and then increasing in speed.
"You want to cum for me?" Selina asked, her pumping pace rapid but not frantic on his cock. A thin trail of spittle and cum crossed between them. "Do you?"
"...Yes….." He panted; his entire body locked within the rigid confines of the cruiser cried out for release.
"Okay honey, since you're complying." She sped out even faster, leaning down and letting her tongue swirl around the head before pulling back. The officer bucked his hips to her actions, bringing him ever closer to orgasmic bliss. Selina could feel the cock throbbing in her hands; precum flowed like a river and splattered all around as his dick moved back and forth.
"Unit 319! Where are you?"
"Oooh…." Selina watched as the officer's eyes widened. She slowed down but did not yield her hand job. "I think someone is looking for you."
She tilted the cap to one side. "Tell you what cutie, you ignore it and we finish the job. Or I stop my little disarmament and let you answer it in peace."
His eyes slid across her visage and to the radio in the front and back again. Clearly he couldn't decide which was more important to him. The radio squawked again and the officer turned his head this time to the offending box.
"Oooh, looks like you made your decision." Selina pouted and released his aching member. It vibrated as it swung freely, still demanding attention from someone. She adjusted the cap on her head as she slid outside. "Tell the Commissioner I said hi."
Selina wiped her lips as she exited the cruiser. Behind her the officer was in complete disarray as he tried to gather what sense he had remaining. His turgid cock was nearly purple and pulsing, anxious to release it's precious cargo of cum but solidly denied by the bikini clad goddess. Looking around, she noticed no one had seen her escapades. So much the better. Looking again, she noticed that Trent and Harley were both missing, as was his car. Ah crap.
Behind her a disgruntled cry rang out as the officer furiously pumped his cock. Wisely, Selina closed the door to the car as three shots of cum rang out, splattering harmlessly against the window. Another satisfied customer.
"Where were you?" Zatanna asked as Selina entered the warehouse.
"Carwash." The thief started pulling off her soaked cloths. "Leave it at that."
"...and where's Trent?"
"Making a big mistake." Selina massaged her breasts before throwing a shirt on.
"Worse than you?"
"So much worse."