"Darling~!"
The ever alluring Zero Two walked over, hips swaying, still in her hot pink string bikini and heart-shaped sunglasses perched on her head. She had a towel over her shoulder and a paper cup of something tropical in her hand. Her smile was playful. Her eyes were not.
"Look at you," Zero Two said, pausing in front of you. "A real champion. Did the European princess leave anything in your tank?"
Your dick twitched weakly, softening. Zero Two giggled and handed you the paper cup.
"For your health."
You shrugged and drank it. The effect was nearly instant and you could feel your balls filling up with new sperm. "Thanks."
"You're welcome, darling."
With this newfound energy, you found yourself scanning Zero Two. The pink-haired chick noticed and leaned in close, her breath warm against your lips.
"I know that look," Zero Two whispered. "You wanna ride the dragon next, huh?"
You nodded.
She smiled wider—and then, in one sudden, devastating move, she reached down and gently but firmly squeezed your balls. Not lovingly. Not cruelly either. More like a queen reminding a knight exactly who runs the battlefield.
"Later, darling. If your balls survive the day, maybe I'll actually play with them," Zero Two said cheerfully. "But I'm on shift. And besides…"
She pulled her sunglasses down just enough to look you dead in the eyes.
"Two girls already called dibs. I'm not about to start a bikini war."
You blinked. "They… called dibs? There's a list?"
"Oh, sweetie," she purred, tilting her head. "You are very in demand. Like, Black Friday flat-screen levels of demand. You might want to ice those things before they turn into raisins."
Zero Two laughed and winded beneath the counter to pull out a pair of bright red swim trunks. She dangled them from one pink-painted finger and tossed them.
You clutched the trunks and began pulling them on. "I think I'll be fine. Dibs, huh?"
"Mhm. Just go outside. You'll see." Zero Two leaned on the bar and watched, amused and deciding to get a drink of tropical juice herself.
"Oh, and when I am off shift," she added, licking her straw, "you better still have something left."
You adjusted your new swim trunks—thankfully snug—and were served one more drink from Zero Two. Surprisingly rich. A little sweet.
Saber stood behind the counter, still in her apron and blue bikini, arms crossed, watching you with that calm, knightly expression. Her golden hair framed her face in soft layers, but her posture was still so absurdly regal you half-expected her to challenge someone to a duel over spilled espresso.
"You're leaving?" Saber asked.
You nodded.
"I will be waiting for you then. We still live as our lives decree but…" Her eyes flicked down to your trunks. "We are more than happy to serve when we can."
A chill went down your spine. As much as you wanted to clap the King of Knights, you had somebody waiting for you. Or something.
The café door swung shut behind you. The sun hit your face. The breeze cooled your skin.
The warm, salty breeze caressed your skin as you stepped out of the café. Chiaki, Peko, and Sonia had been fucking incredible. Everything was incredible, really. You expected to immediately encounter someone in Main Street but no. It was kinda empty. The sun was high, the waves crashing lazily in the far, far distance, and the street itself felt… off.
You froze, a strange sensation creeping up your spine.
Something wasn't right.
You looked down.
Your drawstring was undone. Your flaccid cock hung out, exposed to the open air, still glistening with the remnants of your previous encounter. Before you could react, two pairs of arms wrapped around you from behind with soft, supple breasts pressing against your back.
"Well, well, well," came a sultry purr in your ear. You knew this voice: Selina Kyle. "Someone's been a busy boy, huh?"
"Emptying his balls all over the beach~! What a bad boy~"
Who else could be equally as playful and haughty? Her voice was higher-pitched and a tinge more frisky than mischievous like Selina's. It could only be her partner in crime: Felicia Hardy, the Black Cat. The white haired thief's fingers traced the base of your cock, teasingly light.
"What a shame—we could've joined the fun."
You gritted your teeth, your cock twitching. Their breasts pressed into you, Selina's D-cups snug against your back, her black triangle-topped bikini barely containing her ample breasts.
Felicia had a slightly different bikini, white in colour, round at the top and a slutty thong at the bottom. Both were fucking stunning, and they knew it.
"Let's see if we can get this little guy back in action," Selina whispered, her hand sliding down to wrap around your flaccid cock. Her touch was spicy and hot, her fingers already in a grip as they began to stroke you. It was fast and it was full of an addicted kind of love.
Felicia joined in, her own hand brushing Selina's. They jerked you off and ended up with their fingers swirling around and teasing the sensitive head. "Come on," she coaxed in a mix of amusement and arousal. "Don't be shy. Show us what you've got."
It didn't take long. Their hands were like fire, their strokes igniting something deep inside you. You felt yourself hardening in their grasp, your cock throbbing as they stroked you faster.
"Good boy," Selina whispered, her lips brushing your earlobe. Her thumb swiped over the tip of your cock, already starting to twitch under their touch. Felicia's hand joined hers, their fingers intertwining beautifully. It wasn't just about the strokes or the grip, it was the aesthetic. The teamwork.
"Poor thing," Selina cooed. "All drained and still so sensitive."
"Mm, but he's waking up," Felicia teased as you spewed pre-cum forward. "Look at that—already getting all that pre-cum out. Guess you're not done after all."
You gritted your teeth, trying to hold back, but it was impossible. Their bodies pressed into you, their scent—a mix of saltwater, sandalwood, and Jasmine—filling your senses. Selina's voice was a siren's call, her words dripping with wicked intent. "We're going to make you cum so hard, baby. Right here, right now."
"We did call dibs~" Felicia added.
Both hands went their separate ways: Felicia going down to stroke your balls and Selina giving a small, finger trail down your cock. Fuck, you probably shouldn't have. This wasn't teasing or a stroke but you grunted and you came. Strangled groans followed as your dick pulsed wildly and ropes of cum shot out, splattering onto the sand and a nearby beach towel. Selina and Felicia giggled and their hands went back to stroking, milking every last drop from you.
"Oh my," Felicia cooed. "That was fast. Did we really get you that worked up?"
Selina chuckled, her lips brushing your ear again. "Mm, here I thought you had more stamina than that."
But you weren't about to let them have the last word. Turning around, you grabbed Selina by the waist, your fingers slipping under the waistband of her bikini bottom. She gasped as you pushed a finger inside her, her pussy already wet and welcoming.
"You think that's funny?" you growled, your voice low as you began to move your finger inside her, feeling her walls clench around you.
"Oh fuck," Selina moaned, her legs trembling as you added a second finger, curling them to hit that sweet spot. "Oh fuccck—!"
Felicia tried to back away, but you caught her too, your free hand sliding into her bikini bottom and finding her slick folds. "You too," you said, thrusting two fingers into her pussy as well.
Both women cried out, their knees buckling as you worked them over, your fingers pistoning in and out of their tight cunts. "Mmm! Baby, baby, I'm sorry!" Felicia gasped, her nails digging into your arm as you hit just the right angle. "T-that was just a bit of teasing! You know how we are!"
You did. Everyone did.
"Yeah, we're sorry!" Selina added, her voice shaky as she leaned into you, her tits pressing against your chest.
"Say it again," you interrupted, adding a second finger to Selina's pussy, fucking her faster and faster. Her moan was loud enough to draw attention, but you didn't care. Felicia whimpered as you focused on her clit, rubbing it in tight circles.
"I'm sorry," Felicia said quickly, her voice breaking on a moan. "We shouldn't have teased you like that."
You didn't stop until they were both begging, their apologies turning into incoherent moans as their bodies shook with pleasure. Then, without warning, you pulled your fingers out and shoved them both down onto the sand. Like cats, they landed on all fours. It didn't matter the force or the aggression, you were their master. You owned them. And you were demanding their pussies, which they could not deny.
"Now it's my turn to fuck you," you said, stroking your dick of your own accord. Pre-cum was a natural lubricant here.
You started with Selina, pushing her bikini bottoms aside and sliding into her in one smooth motion.
"S-so eager—!"
Why wait? Who would wait?
Selina gasped, her back arching as you filled her completely. Her pussy was tight, dripping wet, and every thrust sent shivers up your spine. Felicia watched with hungry eyes, biting her lip. She waited her turn, not that waiting was an issue.
You fucked her brains out.
"Oh god, oh fuck, oh my goodness! T-this cock! Mmmph! Catwoman likes~!" She grinned arrogantly, trying to look back, only for her eyes to roll back. "C-Catwoman—! Nnggh! Catwoman is cumming!"
One orgasm was done and so you pulled out of Selina and turned to Felicia. Her silver one-piece peeled away easily, revealing her glistening pussy. She had that smirk. "Come on, don't hold ba—ckkk~! Mmmpph~!"
You entered the Black Cat just as roughly, her walls clamping down around you like a vice.
"T-this is—nnngghh~! Y-you really don't h-hold back, do you! Mmmph~! Haaahh~!" Felicia and Selina were quite alike. Except, as you surmised by her tight cunt, Felicia was more submissive. "Yes, yes, yes, that's the way! Dominate me! Fuck me! Take my pussy!"
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Felicia had bigger breasts too, swinging as she experienced the dicking of a lifetime. She gasped, she moaned, and she loved every step of it. She accepted her role fully.
"Grab my hair! Use me!"
Long white hair like Felicia's was a rarity. So he grabbed it and tugged on it to slam her down your cock. That one thrust was different. Felicia went agape. She couldn't speak. She couldn't praise. You felt her cunt gushing. You heard and saw her juices flying.
Felicia Hardy's world went white.
"I'M OFFICIALLY YOUR SLUUUUT~!"
Then the grin, the actual brain euphoria, and the addiction kicked in. Her moans were music to your ears, each stroke making the Black Cat louder and louder.
"I love cock, I love cock, I love your cocckkkkk~!" You pulled on her long mane of white hair and saw her expression in full. The rolled back green eyes and the open, tongued out mouth.
What a hottie.
You smacked into her one more time, triggering an orgasm and a shriek, and unsheathed your cock. A long, pathetic gasp left the Black Cat. Catwoman snickered, only to gasp just as pathetically when you filled her.
"S-so fast—!"
"You should always be ready," you told her.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Felicia might have had the bigger tits but Selina had the fatter ass. Said ass jiggled with every thrust and you stopped momentarily to grab a handful of her soft flesh.
"Hngghh~!" Selina was caught off-guard before. In the seconds as you groped her ass, she caught her breathe. "H-heh. You prefer my ass over hers."
"Maybe."
She smirked. Then you grabbed her hips and rammed back inside and that beautiful, confident smirk died a gorgeous death. Replacing her smirk was a joyous, orgasmic expression.
"F-fuck! Fuck, this coccck! I can't believe it! I can't believe a cock could feel this good! I can't—haaah! I should have stopped thieving a long time ago!"
Felicia, panting and wheezing right beside her, laughed. "I know right~"
Gripping her hips, pounding away, their remarks only served to boost your ego. They wanted this. They wanted you to fuck them like this. It was not your fault that your dick got them contemplating their careers.
Selina moaned like a pornstar. Frankly, that was the best way to describe it. When she orgasmed for the sixth time, you pulled out of her and turned to Felicia who was smirking and ready. You into her with just as much force. Her pussy was slick and warm, and she shrieked as you buried yourself inside her.
"Yessss! It's back, it's back!"
You switched between them, fucking them both with abandon, their moans blending together. Felicia was tighter but Selina's was more reactive if that made sense. Selina slammed her booty back, wanting you to feel the clap.
Finally, you couldn't hold back any longer. You pulled out of Felicia and aimed your cock at their backs, cumming in thick, heavy spurts that painted their skin white. Selina and Felicia groaned in unison, their bodies trembling with aftershocks.
As the last drops of cum left your cock, they turned to look at you with hooded eyes. Selina crawled forward first, her tongue lapping at your balls, cleaning every inch of it. Felicia followed suit, her lips wrapping around the tip as she sucked you clean.
Their tongues were warm and soft, and you felt your cock twitch under their attention.
"Good boy," Selina purred, her eyes locking with yours as she sucked the tip of your cock. "We'll have to do this again sometime."
Felicia pulled back giggled, her hand stroking your thigh.
You gave them a look. "Who said we're done?"
…
…
…
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
The salty breeze of the beach clung to your skin as you gripped Felicia's hips, her lithe body trembling against you. Her platinum blonde ponytail stuck to the sweat on her back and her bare tits bounced wildly with every thrust.
"Can't stop cumming, can't stop cumming, CAN'T STOP CUMMIIING~!" Felicia wailed, her voice breaking into a high-pitched squeal as your cock hammered into her soaked cunt. Her knees buckled, but you held her up, slamming into her with a rhythm that left her gasping for air.
You were standing and fucking. You challenged them—and they succeeded and failed depending on one's objective. They were unable to tucker you out, so in that sense, they failed. However, they certainly succeeded into making your dick feel like heaven.
Felicia's green eyes rolled back, her mouth hanging open as drool dripped down her chin. Her tits jiggled uncontrollably, the sounds of flesh slapping flesh echoing across the beach. You could feel her cunt clenching around your dick, her walls milking you as she came yet again. She was incoherent, her words blending into moans and whimpers as you fucked her doggy-style. Her legs shook violently and even with your grip on her hips, she fell. She dropped to her knees. Her hands met the sand, trying to find some semblance of control. But there was none.
You dropped down. You kept fucking.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"Thissshhh shshhkk! Best cock! Best cock! BESTT COCCKK~!"
You owned her.
A few feet away, Selina lay face down in the sand, her ass still high in the air, both holes dripping with your cum. Her round ass and smooth back had several splatters of creamy white sputnik. She tried to push herself up, but her arms gave out, leaving her sprawled in the sand. Her breathing was ragged, her body spent from the hour-long pounding you'd given her. But even in her exhaustion, there was a flicker of defiance in her green eyes. Catwoman wasn't used to being dominated.
You didn't let up on Felicia, your hips pistoning into her with brutal force. Her cunt was so wet, so tight, gripping your cock like a vice. You could feel her orgasms rippling through her body, each one more intense than the last. Her tits bounced hypnotically. Since you were on your knees and no longer needing to hold her up, you put yourself atop of her and reached around, squeezing one of those perfect mounds, pinching her nipple between your fingers. She let out a strangled cry, her cunt clamping down even harder.
"Gonna cum!"
Felicia barely registered your words, her mind lost in a haze of pleasure. You buried yourself to the hilt, your balls slapping against her ass as you exploded inside her. Hot ropes of cum filled her cunt, the sensation sending her over the edge once more. Her body convulsed, she fell over once again, and her screams became muffled by the sand beneath her.
Her legs, mind, and pussy destroyed, you set her to the sand gently, limp and twitching. She was out cold, her face buried in the sand, her ass still up in the air. You stepped back, admiring your handiwork. The Black Cat, the infamous thief, was completely wrecked. Her cunt was leaking your cum, her body trembling from the relentless orgasms you'd forced out of her.
Selina groaned, trying to crawl away, but you were on her in an instant. You grabbed her hips, pulling her ass up higher. Her pussy was still dripping, her asshole glistening with your cum. She tried to protest, but all that came out was a weak moan. You slammed your cock into her pussy without warning.
"W-waaiit! Waiiit! L-let me rest! Let me—"
The sudden intrusion of your cock silenced her.
"Thought you could tease me, huh?" you growled, fucking her hard and fast. Selina's arms gave out, her face dropping back into the sand. Her ass jiggled with every thrust, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the air. Her pussy was no longer tight. You had claimed her after all. She tried to speak, but her words were lost in a symphony of moans.
You pulled out abruptly, flipping her onto her back. Selina's green eyes widened as you positioned yourself over her, your cock resting on her stomach. She opened her mouth, whether to speak or to let you cum on her. It didn't matter. She had no choice.
You came all over her tits and face, thick ropes of cum painting her glorious skin. The previous orgasms caught up to her and this was the cherry on top, her eyes rolling back as she let out a weak moan. She was completely dominated, just like Felicia.
Sitting on Selina, cock on her breasts, you smirked. You glanced between the two feline femmes sprawled in the sand. They were wrecked, their bodies trembling from the ravaging you'd given them. The Black Cat and Catwoman lay side by side.
You slapped your cock on Selina's face three times and then got up. You were still semi-erect. You could still go for more.
Maybe it was the drink from before. Maybe it was just you being horny. Regardless, your mind was already elsewhere. Your dong weakly twitched with the residual energy of the relentless fucking you'd just delivered.