Past 8 o'clock at night, a powerful hurricane had struck Gotham as the heavy droplets of rain falling on the roofs of a small suburban area of Gotham. Flash of lightning illuminating the area from time-to-time, thunderclaps can be heard from the distance. Craaaackkk! Booooooom! Shhhhhhhh... A silhouetted figure one may spot standing at a corner of a high roof.
Batgirl standing on top of a roof for a higher vantage point while cold droplets of rain washing her face, soaking her hair, dripping on her body. She had been observing a small residential home waiting for an opportunity to infiltrate the structure stealthily.
This wouldn't be the first time she would be breaking-and-entering. She has done this kind of mission as an apprentice of Batman several times before. However, this time, her objective is different. Craaaaaaccckkkkkkk! Booooooommm! Flash of lightning illuminates her figure. Craaaaaaaccccckkkk! Booooooommmm!... she's gone.
Jim Gordon just got out of the shower, brushing his teeth, towel still wrapped around his waist when suddenly—it went dark.
Damn it! Jim was annoyed thinking that the storm caused the power loss.
He looked up in the mirror and saw a silhouette figure. Now panicking that an intruder is in his house, he turned around... nothing. Is it a ghost? Then a thought dawning on him. "You're also one for theatrics huh? Just like the other bat." The light suddenly went back on. A soaking wet Batgirl now standing right in front of him.
"You caught me. Arrest me officer." She replied, raising her hands up as if surrendering.
"Well, you know I can arrest you if I want to." he said, smirking at her.
"Will you though?" she winks, "or maybe… I can do you a favor. You know? To let me off the hook." Batgirl slowly walking towards him.
"And what favor can you do for me?" he asked, swallowing some saliva as he stares at the wet, sexy figure coming closer and closer. Spotting droplets of water sliding down her curves.
"Well, I don't know Commissioner, anything you want." she playfully answered, their distance now closing in.
"I-I want you to—" before he can say anything, she leans forward for a kiss, lips locking to each other. His tongue penetrates her mouth searching for its partner. The towel now dropped on the floor exposing his fully erect penis.
"Too slow Commissioner! At least I know what this guy wants." wrapping her hand around his shaft, jerking it.
She kneels down in front of him, his manhood twitching right on her face. "You want me, don't you?" She mumbled, talking to his cock like it is a baby, "Did you miss me?" his penis twitches as if nodding to her question. "I missed you too." licking away the glistening precum on his urethra. She encloses the head of his cock in her mouth, slowly taking him in deeper.
"Y-yeah go for it, you Bat-bitch!" the Commissioner shouted, getting aroused as Batgirl staring back at him with her green-emerald eyes.
"Bat-bitch huh? That's new." she commented before taking his cock back inside her mouth.
"S-sorry if I've offended you." he stuttered, regretting his insult to her.
"No Commissioner, by all means, tell me how much of a Bat-bitch I am." she said, continuing to suck his cock, also running her tongue on his balls and sucking it occasionally.
"Y-you like sucking that old cock, don't you Bat-bitch?" he started, "Tell me how much you love that cock."
"Oh, I love your cock Commissioner, I can't wait to get fucked by you." she replied, kissing his penis from the head, down to its base.
"Then strip for me. C'mon, I want to see your body." he ordered.
Batgirl proceeds to take off her suit, leaving only her cowl and a pair of teal lingerie remaining. The old man lifts her 110-pound body up like they were newlyweds before tossing her on the bed. He crawled on top of her and reached for the bedside drawer.
"We don't need that." she continued, thinking that he is reaching for a condom.
Click! Feeling the cold metal surface of the handcuff on her right wrist. One of her hands is handcuffed at one corner of the headboard. "What are you—" trying to reach for her wrist with the other hand... Click! Both of her wrists are cuffed on the opposite sides of the headboard, her arms spread wide open.
"What the hell you sneaky bastard?!" She was caught by surprise but her anger soon turned to excitement. Her pussy, feeling hot and wet.
"NEWS FLASH! Vigilante Batgirl, finally caught by Commissioner Gordon." the police officer with devilish grin proudly voiced, hands waving on the air like opening a banner.
"You asshole!" she cursed.
Slap! He slapped her face—hard. Leaving a stinging red mark on her cheek. "Didn't your parents teach you to show some respect to your elders?"
She was caught by surprise by the slap. Being Batgirl, it wasn't the first time that a man had hit her, however, her dad has never lifted his hand on her... until now. But somehow, the force of his slap turned her on even more.
"Oh, I will turn you in unless..." he continued.
"Unless?" she asked, wondering what his condition might be.
"Since I've caught you, promise me that you'll be mine. My little pet bat." Jim demanded.
"Am I not already yours?" she replied, looking directly at his eyes.
He leans his face towards hers, "Are you?"
"I wouldn't have come back here if I'm not." she smiles to assure him that she is now his.
Lips locking together once again. His kisses moved down to her neck while his fingers teasing her slit. Her head bending back with eyes closed and mouth gaping wide open, she's moaning out of pleasure... "Oh Jim, I love you so much."
Her words hit him like a flashback of his youth, of the nights him and his ex-wife Barbs shared.
"I love you too Batgirl." he confessed. His kisses moving further down. With each kiss he makes leaves a mark on her delicate white skin starting from her neck.
His kiss, lowering to her breasts, he pulls down her bra revealing her pink areolas, gently biting her nipples, moving from one breast to the other then back all while his middle finger playfully flicks her g-spot inside her pussy.
Filling Batgirl with pleasure, her back arches, her body convulsing uncontrollably. She sprayed her liquids on his hand, also his... their bed.
Jim moves his kisses further down her body, still leaving marks all the way down to her tummy, to her abdomen, removing her thong as his mouth reaches her genitalia.
He proceeds to lick her soaking labia, with his mustache tickling her clitoris. He notices a familiar birthmark on her left inner thigh. As if he had seen the small pattern before, a long time ago, but he cannot place exactly who he saw it from, only that the pattern belonged to a little child—a little girl.
The constant brushing of his mustache on her clit and the licking of her slit is sending the young woman in extreme ecstasy, her thigh clenching his head while gushing out more of her sweet nectar on his face, "Ohhh Jim… I-I'm cumming!" she moaned to him with her legs shaking.
He moves on top of her, hands moving to her cheeks. Her beautiful eyes staring back at him, her face seems familiar. Her heart beats becoming more irregular; she knows what he's thinking. He's contemplating on removing her cowl to reveal who she is once-and-for-all. However, some secrets are better stay hidden.
"Fuck me please. I want you in me now." She requested, trying to snap him out of his plan.
He rubs the head of his penis several times on her vagina, like an animal marking its territory. With one thrust of his pelvis, she bit her lower lip, accepting him wholly—lovers locking in a lustful, incestous copulation.
Pushing himself in-and-out of her, her pussy leaving a thick white cream-like substance along his shaft. Her mouth gaping wide open, he spits a glob of saliva into her mouth, she swallows it.
"Ohhh… Jim... I'm close..." her pussy gripping his cock tighter.
He pounds her pussy even more. "Uhhhh... Uhhh... take my cock you Bat-bitch."
"Oh yes, yes please… Cum inside me. I want you, I want your baby in me." she requested.
Wait... is she... "Are you on pills?" he asks, worrying that he might get her pregnant, however, he continues to pound her more.
"No. I'm not on any. Please just cum inside, I want it. it's ok. Ohhhh... Jim…" she begged, locking her feet behind him, encouraging him to plant his seeds deep inside her.
Jim could not believe his luck. This is the second time he got to sleep with her. Why is it that a young woman like Batgirl is attracted to an aging man like me, even wanting to have my child? Surely she can have more amazing man like Batman or that young lad Nightwing than me, but why choose me?
He can no longer hold the pressure that had been building inside his balls. He pushed himself deeper inside her, ejaculating his semen into her waiting womb. His sperm gushing out of her pussy as he pulls his penis out.
The older man reaches for the handcuff keys, uncuffing her from her bounds. The couple lay next to each other, panting rapidly trying to catch their lost breath.
He sits up, lighting a cigarette. "That was some good fuck." he said, blowing smokes in to the air. "You know, I didn't expect I'd see you again."
"Am I not here Jim?" she replied to him, looking at him intently.
"I thought it was only going to be a one night thing." still blowing puffs of smoke into the air.
"Would you like us to stop then?" she asked, raising the tone of her voice.
"No, no! I like... want whatever this is. It's just, I don't even know what to call this." he quickly replied, worrying that he might have fucked up the best thing that happened to him in a long time.
"A relationship Jim. We're together now." she replied firmly.
Having a hard time believing that he is in a relationship with the young heroine. "Are we really?" he said, wanting to hear her confirm it one last time.
"Didn't I just promise you that?" Batgirl answered, her words securing him.
He kills his cigarette with the ashtray on his bedside drawer, leaning towards her for a kiss.
"You know, I don't like kissing smokers but I'll give you a free pass, you're really gonna have to quit." she added.
"Okay, no problem, whatever you say." He promised her, love-birds sharing another kiss. His manhood, waking up once again. "Ready for another round baby?"
"Baby huh? You don't have to ask daddy." she responded, giving some emphasis on the word. Bending down, raising her ass and pussy while her face and tits touched the soft mattress. "I'm all yours daddy."
He positions himself right behind her. Smack! His palm, hitting her right asscheek and left a pink hand mark.
"Ouch! Daddy, spank me again please." she pleaded.
Smack! He hits her other cheek as he penetrates her vagina again.
His forceful spank turns her on, she voluntarily slams her ass on him, enthusiastically rocking herself on him as waves-after-waves of pleasure flows inside her luscious cunt.
He replies to her by pummeling her vigorously back, their rhythm matching each other's.
"D-dad, I'm cumming." she announced, no longer caring if he finds out her secret. With her legs shaking, relieving herself—releasing—spraying more of her juices, making the bed sheets wet. "Ohhh... your cock feels good Jim."
Jim Gordon, with hands gripping tightly around her waist, slamming her to him harder and faster to him. "I'm gonna cum too! Here I come baby, here I come. Uhhh..." He moaned, busting his nut inside her pussy again.
Tired, the lovers cuddling, passing out next to each other.
Past 4 in the morning, the storm had finally settled, Jim sitting next to her as he admires her figure while she still sleeps, still not believing that Batgirl is asleep in his bed and that he's in a special relationship with her. The boys at the GCPD wouldn't believe it. He, the "Old Man" as what the youngsters in the precinct would call him, now he gets to fuck a young heroine... the Batgirl.
He takes out his phone, taking a photo of the girl's naked sleeping body peppered with kiss marks in different parts. Flash! Click!And another. Flash! Click! The light and the sound wakes the young girl up.
"Jim?" still groggy, she's unaware of the photo that the Commissioner took.
"Batgirl!" he exclaimed, hiding his phone away. "I was just thinking about us."
"What about us?" she asked while yawning, scrubbing her eyes with her hands.
"How lucky I am to have you." he smiled, satisfied with their 'relationship'. "I'm just afraid that this wonderful dream will end eventually."
"Don't worry Jim, you're gonna have more of me." She teased, smiling back at him.
"I don't even know your real name."
"You can call me Stephanie, Steph for short." she lied, using her best friend's name as an alias.
"May I see your face?" he pleaded.
"Someday Jim, someday you will learn my true identity but now is not the time." she answered, standing up to pick up her personal items, but something's amiss!
"Do you mind if I keep this?" holding a crumpled teal colored thong in his hand and sniffing the crotch area.
"Ugh!" she grunted, frustrated that she's going to have to go without it. "Sure Jim." smiling in defeat.