Up in the Penthouse(Veronica Vreeland)
"Step easy, Ronnie. Just a bit too much."

Bruce Wayne escorted Veronica Vreeland up until the penthouse. She had been making an attempt to slowly undress him, while going up and feeling up his body. A bit too much wine made Veronica kind of staggering. Bruce's first clue was when she almost did a header off of the balcony.

"Oh, thanks, Brucie," Veronica slurred. "You're an unsung hero of this city, even more so than Batman. And there are some people who think you might be Batman. But I tell then, why would Bruce Wayne be Batman, when he could have any woman he wants, or any man, if that's what you prefer. Because, there are some people who think that you can go either way."

Bruce just smiled and then Veronica decided to throw herself into his arms. Bruce steadied her, and she kissed him, hard, and sloppily. It was not the most refined thing.

"We shouldn't be doing this, Veronica," Bruce said, halfway between his more stern Batman voice and his normal Bruce Wayne voice.

"Oh, the state of you says we should be, and I just had a few drinks to muster up the courage to get you up here tonight. I just went a bit overboard is all."

Veronica shoved her hand down Bruce's pants and squeezed his cock and started to play with his balls. More kisses followed. This was not the first time a drunken socialite would throw herself at Bruce and try and take him, nor would it be the last. Veronica's warm grip fit snugly around Bruce's pole and she rubbed him a couple more times, garnering some small levels of excitement as she played with his tool and edged him a little bit closer.

Her dress came up to show her panties. If this was going to happen, Bruce had to edge Veronica to the bed before she injured herself. He made it there, with clothes hitting the ground, and two of Gotham's elite were in their underwear, kissing each other. While not in an official relationship, they did have certain benefits with their friendship, essentially being fuck buddies when the mood suited them.

Bruce spread Veronica's legs and pushed deep into her moist pussy.

"I would have mounted you out there if I would have gotten the chance," Veronica said. "Oh, fuck, I wanted to ride you hard like a Bucking Bronco and make you cum all in me. I think a couple of those old geezers out there would have had a heart attack."

"It's a good thing you didn't do that. Or were not able to do that."

Bruce guided her bra off and revealed Veronica's breasts. He squeezed her chest and made Veronica coo in his ear. Bruce's talented hands moved all over her body. Veronica closed her eyes and breathed heavily. A couple of kisses hit her and made her cry.

"Brucie, I'm hungry. Feed me."

"In a moment, Ronnie. Just let me taste you."

Fair enough, even billionaire playboys needed food. Bruce buried his tongue into Veronica's warm pussy and began to eat her out. Veronica had been reminded just how good Bruce was at what he did and how amazing his tongue felt while deep inside of her body. Veronica threw her hips up and enjoyed the skilled push of his tongue inside of her.

Bruce tasted the sweet honey of Veronica Vreeland and sucked it out of her. He rose up from her and Veronica wrapped her legs, still clad in sheer red stockings around him.

"I need you. Badly. Fuck me."

Bruce obliged Veronica, by slowly sliding his cock into her body. She tightened around him and begged him for more. Bruce edged deep inside of her pussy and stretched her out. Veronica tightened around him and released him. Each pump of her silken walls drove Bruce deeper and deeper inside of her. Bruce slid a hand down her leg and pulled her in to kiss the side of her neck.

Oh, Veronica sobered up just enough to enjoy the pleasure. Bruce pressed down into her body. She tightened her legs around him. Bruce pumped deeper and deeper inside of Veronica's wet cunt and made her cry out for him. He leaned in down to her and then roamed up her body.

Lots of touching, lots of kisses, and a whole lot of stuffing. Oh, that was just what Veronica came to expect from Bruce Wayne. There was something dark and enticing about him, that Veronica could not put her finger on, that made him more interesting than the usual dregs of high society.

Bruce pushed deep inside of her and took her deep and hard with multiple hard thrusts. He rammed down into Veronica and stretched her pussy from above. Veronica clamped down onto him and moaned into his ear. She wanted more and wanted him harder.

She came hard once again and squeezed Bruce's pole. Veronica pressed up, to tighten around him and squeeze his pole the deeper he went into her. A loud series of slaps brought Bruce all the way into her body and he rode her to a vigorous finish. She came hard for him again, squeezing him and releasing him with that last glorious pump driving Bruce deep inside of her body.

Veronica watched as Bruce pulled out. She rolled over and got on all fours.

"Fuck your bitch."

Oh, she could get quite filthy after a few drinks. Bruce lined up and drove his thick prick deep inside of Veronica's gushing pussy from behind. Bruce held his hands all over her body and pumped deep inside of her. Bruce rocked back and forth and guided his thick prick down inside of her pussy. The more she stretched for him, the deeper he went. And Bruce could go in deep, rocking Veronica.

Veronica's hair became unclipped in the process and had been the perfect handle for Bruce to grab her and plow her from behind. Bruce grabbed her hair and sunk his big cock into her body. He rammed Veronica doggy style and made her cry out for him.

The breasts of the lovely heiress swayed back and forth with Bruce burying his hard pole down into her pussy. He pressed down inside of her and made her milk him the faster he rocked inside of her. Bruce pulled almost all the way out and slam-fucked her hard from behind until her pussy was swallowing as much of his cock as she could. Bruce guided his hands all over her and pulled her back with another hard fuck driving her completely wild.

"Again."

Veronica received a pussy full of cock and loved it. She wanted to make Bruce cum.

"I want to ride you. Oh, please let me."

Bruce pulled out of Veronica and let her up. She had the look of a woman just about ready to explode with lust. Very slowly, Veronica rose up and then she impaled herself down on Bruce's cock. She let Bruce lie back onto the bed.

Veronica's mind finally cleared up enough to enjoy every moment of this. Every time she bounced up and down. With Bruce's eyes following her bouncing, perky breasts. Bruce sat up and squeezed her tits hard. His hands worked back and force onto her when he sat up. He leaned in and sucked on her breasts, something which brought more excitement through Veronica as she clamped down onto him.

"Oooh, I'm going to make you explode," Veronica cooed.

Veronica rocked up and down, and exploded herself. Bruce grabbed her hips to steady her up and down. She rode him, like a wild stallion which she could get bucked up at any time. But damn, what a ride. Veronica pressed her wet pussy down onto his hard cock and stretched herself down onto him.

"Not before you do."

No, she supposed not. Veronica milked him a couple more times and dripped all over him. Bruce pressed her body against his and worked closer and closer. His balls tingled, and Bruce injected his hot seed up into her tight body. Veronica clamped down onto him and he exploded inside of her.

Two more orgasms followed and rocked Veronica. She took Bruce deep inside of her. Veronica pumped deeper and deeper inside of her, with her nails raking down his body and moans hitting her ear.

"I really needed that."

Oh, Bruce agreed how much she needed it. And how pleasant her soft, velvety walls clamped down onto him. Bruce dumped his load into her and made her stomach swell. That glorious moment of release caused both to smile.

Veronica fell into his arms and kissed him softly. The two lovers wrapped their arms around each other and Veronica drifted off onto Bruce's chest. Content at how this night ended up.

Well, Veronica always made a convincing argument to get Bruce into bed, when she really needed certain itches scratched.

End.