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It's been a bit of time since we last saw Felicity Taylor along with her womanservent Angela Zoffman, living in her rich family's recently purchased Gotham Heights manor… and she's mostly slipped back into her rich girl lifestyle now that her access to the family money has been restored. She took some minor pride in knowing that she didn't need her family's money to survive, but fuck did it make her life so much easier.
So many benefits. Most of which were handled by her Womanservent Angela… actually, boiling it down, she was just glad to have Angela. She would happily move back into that hole in the wall dirt poor if all she was allowed to take with her was Angela… it was small but they'd make it work…
Her bed could always use a bed warmer after all.
But she had had no bed warmer this morning, waking with what little dawn Gotham got… or at least a little before it, she got naked out of her bed and sleepily rubbed her eyes. She went to her closet and grabbed a sports bra and tight black underwear that hugged her shapely ebony body. She entered the entertainment room of her manor, where the TV was already on to some early morning workout show. Already there in the middle of copying the yoga routine was Angela, her mature but still very shapely body stretching in little more than tight underwear and a supportive bra.
"Good Morning, Little Miss." She greeted without looking at her and she yawned again and began to stretch with her, both of them following the instructions of the extremely attractive Latina woman on screen as she performed with backup models... They were very attractive, but not quite equal to the glistening woman; she stretched her wonderfully athletic body into various yoga poses…
"I see the substitute host is on again," Felicity replied as Angela only gave an affirmative response. As they continued stretching, she asked. "What time did Carly go home last night?"
Her definitely not best friend and former Neighbor Carly Fisher has been coming over a lot recently… well, she came over a lot before. Especially after she found out that Felicity Taylor was rich, hot, and horny a lot… She liked to say that she liked Felicity BEFORE she found out she was rich, and she was tolerated because she and her stoner boyfriend Norvel ate pussy like they were starving for muff munchies…
Which was an additional reason for the 'recently' statement. As Norvel was out of town doing… well Felicity didn't really ask questions because she was afraid it was transporting weed… also, coming over recently implied that Carly actually LEFT her manor and she was fairly certain she hasn't regardless of what Angela has told her.
…She's pretty sure Angela thinks they're friends, because Felicity hasn't had many over the years, and would like Carly around as often as possible. Well, they weren't friends, and Carly was nothing more than a leech… who had seemingly taken to using Felicity's wealth more than Felicity herself… hold on. Wait a second… how did she get away with that?
"MOOOoorning." Carly Fisher, her hair recently dyed hot pink, yawned broadly while entering the room in a large baggy camo camo-patterned T-shirt. It was so big it was more like a dress on her body, barely covering her pert tattooed ass, the arm holes gapping and showing her sports bra she wore underneath it. Norvel was too skinny to wear that shirt, and it was too big for her. There's a good chance it was a ex-boyfriends or some sexual conquest nobody cared to remember.
…Felicity needed to get her mind off the too-big-for-Carly-shirt, and her perky ass poking out from the bottom with kitty patterned panties and focused on the more important matter at hand. "Who let you in here?" she grumbled as Carly easily got into stretching with Felicity and Angela, continuing to stretching with the absurdly gorgeous, and strangely familiar, Latina on screen…
Yeah they've seen her before on TV, but Felicity could've sworn she's seen her somewhere else.
"…You know I might still be a little buzzed from last night." Judging from the smell, she ACTUALLY meant to say 'ten minutes ago'. "But isn't that hottie on the TV a Superbabe?" The question made Angela and Felicity freeze for a moment.
Oh so THAT's where she's seen her… but you'll forgive Felicity for not taking Carly seriously or admitting that out loud. Because she has been doing NOTHING but beg for Superbabes…
Working on makeup design? Hey, let's get Superbabes.
Reading quietly in the Library? Hey, let's get Superbabes.
Eating a Lunch cooked by a four-star Chef? He,y let's get Superbabes.
Eating pussy while sucking a dick? MMGn, mgnh-mmn-Superbabes. Which was, Hey, let's get Superbabes, with a mouth full of pussy.
Carly was obsessed with Superbabes lately. Look, Felicity gets it, they're hot, exotic, and very good at what they do. But for FUCKS sake, one cannot 'feast' on Superbabes every hour of every day! And she's not just talking about the surprisingly good food.
"Will you shut up about Superbabes!" Felicity said, frustratingly, getting back into following the sexy Latina Superbabe's (alleged) yoga instruction. "Honestly, it seems like your new favorite word! It comes out of your mouth every other BREATH."
"NO, it's not." Whined Carly as Felicity groaned.
"You are obsessed."
"No more obsessed then you!" Carly snapped back, "Don't think I don't know you've been flicking it to that redhead Batlady!"
"Batwoman."
"See?! Obsessed! Just admit it!"
"I am not obsessed, I have standards and self-control! Unlike YOU who's already puffed half of her boyfriend's remaining weed stash."
"Speaking of, I'm TOTALLY hangry. We should get-"
"If you say SUPERBABES, I swear to god I will find the BIGGEST phallic thing in this room and shove it up your ass." Which might be her fist.
"Little Miss." Felicity seethed slightly and continued to stretch, hips to the floor, back arched, big brown breasts pushing out as she scowled. "Superbabes doesn't 'deliver' in the mornings regardless. Please keep your temper." Felicity soured as Carly sighed.
"Aww." Moaned Carly as Felicity rolled her eyes. "We should still order Superbabes."
"UUUUUGH!!" Felicity scowled, glaring at Carly who didn't meet her gaze. She knew Carly was literally grinding down her patience. Tearing down her walls of frustration as her own inner desire to also fuck a Superbabe.
"Little Miss. Family Rule #3" Angela declared casually as Felicity frowned. She was being helpfully reminded by her mature and sexy womanservant, who appeared to be very limber, that Supply and Demand was still very strong in the Taylor bloodline.
If Carly wanted her to pay up to order a Superbabe, she was going to have to commit to a quid pro quo deal. And considering the desperation and consistant irritation of CONSTANTLY being begged at like a hungry puppy. Felicity held all the cards…
"Let's say… hypothetically, Carly. That we do order Superbabes, and considering your paychecks tend to go into rent and weed, I pay for it." She looked at Carly sultrily as she posed with the lovely Latina, outperforming all of them on TV. "What will I get out of it?"
Carly seemed to think on the question before answering, obviously, "A real sexy babe?"
"So? I can fuck the staff whenever I want." Felicty said casually, and considering most of the staff of her manor were ex-pornstars, onlystalkers and escorts, it was easy to do. "How will YOU pay for it?"
"…Can I pick the girl?" Carly asked after a few stoned seconds of thought as Felicity scowled at that question."
"…I suppose."
"Hmmmn." Carly seemed to think harder on it, and knowing her bestie as she did, she noted. "…What if I offer to do whatever you want? SEXUALLY." Felicity cocked an eyebrow at her.
"You do that anyway," Felicity noted but Carly waved a finger.
"What if I said I'd do something totally kinky, whatever you want, without complaint?" Felicity's thick dick-sucking lips pursed in thought.
"…If I agree, you can't ask for Superbabes again until Norvel gets back," Felicity said as Carly grinned, looking at her between her legs and displaying her pert butt and her cat patterned panties.
"Done! But I get to pick the girl!"
"Fine. Whatever." She said, "It'll shut you up for a while at the very least." And she'll get a Superbabe out of it. "Angela. The laptop." The older woman, seemingly most of the way to turning herself into a pretzel, got to her hands, then to her feet as she stood up.
"Yes, Little Miss." She said obediently before leaving them alone in the room to watch the sexy Latina yoga instructor. Soon returning with the laptop and opening it up for them, typing up the Superbabes Webside as Carly rested her chin on Angela's shoulder and watched her go to the website, showing off the numerous beauties.
"…What time do you think we could order?" asked Carly as Angela typed in a 'time' in a little box.
"6:30 or 7." Said Felicity as Angela typed in the time and immediately around half of the pictures were faded out. Showing who would be working around that time.
"OOOOH PICK THE KITTY!!!" Carly pointed excitedly to Cheetah, sultrily gazing back at them as she grinned. "Kitty Kitty KITTY!"
"Stop." Felicity moaned, "Seriously? Calm down. Why do you even want her? You'll get hairballs."
"BUT she's so pretty! That fur! Those EYES. Those CURVES. I want to pet her. Do you think I can pet her?" she said as Felicity rolled her eyes.
"You can FUCK her. I'm sure you can pet her."
"Don't be catist Fee-Fee."
"That's not a word, and don't call me Fee-Fee." But Carly wasn't listening.
"She might not be into petting! My ex-girlfriend, before I met Norvel, hated cuddling, but she LOVED how my tongue would-"
"So Miss. Cheetah. Is who we'd like to order then?" Angela asked, interrupting the two. Normally she'd let them go at it, but she was in the middle of yoga and watching the gorgeous instructor on the TV-Oh what do you know? She really is a Superbabe…
"Kitty!" Carly smiled as Felicity rolled her eyes.
"Fine. I said she could pick." She conceded as Angela made a reservation… which was… VERY expensive. Superbabes 'deliveries' were always expensive, sure, but reserving a specific was… well, Angela was glad it wasn't HER money.
Later that night.
"Hey, Orders." Cheetah greeted her purple eyed boss casually as Ciara walked out of the locker room, dressed in jeans and T-shirt ready to head home for the night. She had to get there soon-ish as Ronnie-Bell was on bouncer shift.
"Cheetah, You have a delivery." Orders said as Cheetah kept walking.
"Already? You just turned them on." The off-duty Batwoman said curiously as Orders raised a receipt and waggled it in the air, as the sultry cat girl went to change.
"They ordered this morning and made a reservation."
"We take reservations?" Ciara replied, surprised as Orders casually noted.
"We do when they're willing to pay an absurd amount of money." Her purple eyes flickered with an oddly cheerful twinkle.
"…Seriously? Who? Where?" Ciara asked almost out of a morbid curiosity. Orders held out the receipt for her so she could look. She glanced at the address and cringed, recognizing the address. "…Oh." She noted and handed the receipt back to Orders as Cheetah came out in her costumed glory, her beautiful bust wobbling as she then plucked the receipt from Orders' hand.
"This for me?"
"That's right." Orders said, as food slid across the counter. "They're desperate."
"Desperate?" Cheetah replied as Ciara notedly stayed tight-lipped.
"They paid for your time this morning." Orders said as Cheetah picked up the food. "Reserved you and everything." Cheetah examined the address, shrugged her furry shoulders, and chuckled.
"Alright, I'll go take care of them then." She said, carrying the food bag out the back door with a swish of her tail. Ciara waved her off.
"Break a Leg." She said, before slowly turning to Orders. "…Should I have told her they're weird?" Orders however casually went back to Sudoku.
"It's Gotham Heights. Everyone is weird. Get going, I'm going to need my bouncer." Ciara couldn't argue, but she was glad it wasn't her this time.
Cheetah strutted across the parking lot to the company car, slipping into the driver's seat. Turning on the engine and heading off towards the Heights. To be fair, she was a literal cat woman, with a pet dog. So she'd be used to weird regardless…
She got through Gotham in record time, arriving in front of the manor with no fanfare and little issue, the gate opening as for her and she didn't even slow down. She gazed curiously at the manor before taking the food and getting out of the car. The door shut with a loud clunk that echoed in the ominous quiet of the rapidly darkening Gotham evening before she strutted right up to the front door. Standing her pretty kitty's padded feet on the welcome mat, and raising her fist to knock. Twice.
"Superbabes."
Time: 7:08 PM. Place: Gotham Heights (Taylor Manor)
"Special Delivery-" the door popped open as she finished. "Service."
"Evening." Declared Angela promptly in her gender neutral womanservent uniform. "Come in, please, I'll take that." She said, taking the food from Cheetah's pawed hand as the cat lady followed her inside. She was also immediately greeted by maids and butlers in sexualized uniforms… she briefly ate the eye candy as they stayed in curious, aroused awe at the literal cat lady strutting by, her tail flicking as Angela led her upstairs.
"Please." She said, gesturing to the door as Cheetah gripped the handle and stepped inside. Felicity lounged on her bed, casually typing away on her laptop. She glanced sultrily up to look at Cheetah, her beautiful cat face and body staring unblinkingly back. Felicity was wearing a velvety purple silk robe, but it wasn't exactly secured; her big breasts were practically spilling out and her lacy white thing panties were just barely visible.
"…Got get the nuisance, Angela." Said Felicity dismissively, eating the furry eye candy as Cheetah strutted into the room and curiously looked around, her tail flicking slowly as Felicity followed it. "…That's quite a costume."
"The fur is as real as you are." Cheetah purred, "But that's normal…" she said, with a loud sultry purr and a sensual strut around the bed like a cat on the prowl, sitting on the edge of it as her tail writhed like a snake behind her. "Most people don't believe I'm real until they give me a good touch…"
THUMP-THUMP-THUMP!!
The door burst open again and Felicity finally stopped looking at Cheetah long enough to roll her eyes as Carly, still in the same clothes she was wearing this morning, and smelling significantly more like weed. "Is she here?!"
"No you're hallucinating the cat woman sitting on the bed." Felicity said sarcastically, going back to typing on her laptop as Carly gazed at Cheetah with a mixture of wonder, amazement, and arousal.
"Can I pet you?" she asked as Cheetah smiled at her, her muzzle twitching as she brushed her spotted hair out of her face.
"You can do more than that."
"That's what I said." Felicity snarked as Carly giggled happily like a girl who just got a puppy for her birthday. The pretty blonde stoner sat on the bed next to Cheetah and, now with her permission, ran her hand slowly over Cheetah's fur. The sultry Superbabe purred loudly in response as Carly's hand slid over her furry, spotted body. Cheetah laid down on the bed and continued to roll and squirm on the bed just like a cat as Carly continued to pet away on her body. Arms, back, head…
"Your fur is so SOFT." She declared as Cheetah chuckled and purred, Carly's hands soon moving from the more safe areas to the more sensitive areas. Cheetah lay on her fuzzy belly, her breasts bulging on the bed as Carly's hand slid down her back, over the curve, and up her shapely butt and tail. Cheetah raised her ass in the air as all cats do when you pet them there… and flicked her tail over Carly's hand. "Oooh! That's so cool! You're so CUTE!" she rolled Cheetah over as she purred before happily buried her face into Cheetah's furry cleavage, rubbing and squeezing at her soft titties and her soft fur. "Fee-Fee this is so GOOD. And she smells amazing…"
Running her hand down her body, fingers sliding through her white furry belly to rub at the pussy's pussy over the costume. Felicity, apparently, wasn't watching; however, Carly's petting and Cheetah's purring were getting to her. And it didn't stop!
The sound of a cat purring, especially a sexy cat with big tits and a fantastic ass, should be soothing, but Carly was literally treating Cheetah as a big pet cat… admittedly that's a very intriguing idea. But seriously, they only had an hour with her, and why PET her when you can FUCK her?
"Are you seriously just going to be petting her the entire fucking time?" Felicity snapped. "At least make it worth it by doing it naked!" Cheetah purred loudly and slipped off the bed. She wiggled her hips, hooking her hands into her suit, and peeling it sultrily off her furry body as her tail flicked playfully, as Carly squealed. She shook her suit to the floor, with her swiveling hips tossing her hair and kicking her suit aside with dainty feet as she purred again feeling Carly's hands rubbing her furry, swaying hips. She then reached under her dress shirt, and peeled her kitty underwear off and launching them away.
She then pulled the pretty kitty closer, before sliding her hands down Cheetah's furry belly and slipping her fingers into the wet kitty. "Hee-hee!" pulling her forward and continuing to finger her now as Cheetah purred loudly. Carly's hand squeezed Cheetah's shapely, furred buttocks, pulling her onto her hand as kitty titties pressed into her face. "MMn!" the pretty kitty Superbabe continued to dance on her fingers and rubbing her soft furry body and softer furry tits. Before letting her hands reach up to grab her head and pulled her muzzle to her lips. "Mmmn…" then pushed her head lower.
Leaning back on the bed, Carly spread her legs, Cheetah getting onto her knees with barely a sound, opening her mouth and extending her cat tongue into Carly's already soaked pussy. "Ooooooh HO-LY shit…" she gasped, giggling excitedly as Cheetah's rough tongue rubbing curiously against the insides of Carly's walls. "Fee-Fee you got to TRY this…" she declared excitedly, "O-oooh…" Cheetah's pawed hands rubbing at Carly's inner thighs as her tail flicked playfully behind her. "I know you want too-oooh."
Felicity said nothing as Cheetah continued licking at Carly's pussy, flicking her kitty tongue on her as Carly rubbed her spotted haired head, her legs soon shaking in pleasure as she shivered an orgasm. "MMN!!" she then giggled and slipped away from Cheetah who purred at the end of the bed like a jungle cat about to lunge from an ambush spot. Carly giggled and got to her feet on the bed, hopping off. She wiggled behind Cheetah, lifting her from the floor and pushing her onto the bed, her big furry bust bulging as Carly knelt behind her, grabbing her furry butt, and spreading her to lick away at the pretty kitty's kitty.
"MMmn!" Cheetah moaned softly before purring loudly as Carly licked away. Carly burying her face into Cheetah shaking her head like a dog with a bone. The beautiful cat lady, while focused on Carly's tongue inside her, had noticed that Felicity was subtly touching herself under her laptop, but soon Carly pulled away and her focus was returned to the pink haired stoner.
"Ah…" a string of saliva clinging to her tongue as she smiled at Felicity, "Fee-Fee! Join in!" she said, fingering Cheetah's tight wet kitty as Felicity frowned at them, and rolled her eyes with a 'well twist my arm' attitude.
"FINE. I suppose I AM paying for her." She snapped her laptop shut as Carly giggled happily, going back into Cheetah's hole as Felicity slipped off the bed, removing her silk purple robe, dropping her robe to the floor and revealing her shapely ebony body and her fantastic ass.. she walked into the closet as Cheetah moaned on Carly's tongue… then after a moment. Felicity soon returned.
"Canine or Equine?" Felicity said, holding a pair of strap-on dildos in each hand. One is clearly bigger than the other. One a clear foot long horse dildo and the other a pink knot doggy dick. "Which would you prefer?"
It took a moment for Cheetah to realize she was talking to her, and after a quick mathematical calculation and a small climax from Carly's enthusiastic kitty licking she managed a sultry purr. "Canine…"
"Good choice," Felicity said, dropping the Horse dildo like it was particularly disgusting… and expertly buckled on the Doggy dildo, the pink rubbery rod with a bulging knot approached them. She ran a hand down Cheetah's silky furry back, squeezing her ass around Carly's face before shifting her hand to Carly's pink haired head and yanked her out of Cheetah's hole. Felicity leaned down and sloppily kissed Carly, shoving her tongue between her lips, slurping out Cheetah's taste as she squeezed Cheetah's furry ass. "Tasty." She declared dismissively, before pushing Carly aside and, without warning, slamed the doggy Dildo into the kitty lady.
"OOOoh!" she moaned as Felicity immediately began pumping away at her, pounding her roughly from behind as she yowled and moaned, her hands squeeing her furry ass as Cheetah's tail curled against her body, flicking and squirming between her big brown breasts as Felicity hungrily licked her lips, watching Cheetah writhing before her as Carly crawled onto the bed as Felicity lifted and pushed Cheetah onto it, lifting one leg then the other, pumping away wildly at her body as she held her waist. Carly stroked Cheetah's head before turning her head and sloppily kissing her as she yowled in her mouth. Felicity squeezed at Cheetah's furry ass before smacking Carly's sliding her fingers absently into Carly's hole as she bounced the knot on Cheetah's pussy.
But Felicity soon tired of Cheetah yowling into Carly's lips, ripping the dildo out of her body, and rolling her over onto her back, away from Carly and folding her legs in half, pawed feet at her ears Felicity crawled onto the bed and began pounding back into her. Slamming into her body with a matting press as she squeezed Cheetah's furry breasts as she yowled.
"You like this doggy dick, don't you? You furry fetish. I'm going to fuck you harder than you've ever been fucked!" she declared sultrily, lips brushing Cheetah's muzzle face, tongues and lips soon entwining as Felicity slammed into her, the knot bulging and bouncing off like a bouncy ball in a song as she jackhammered on top of her.
So focused on fucking the beautiful cat lady that they didn't notice Carly slipping away with all the stealth of a cat herself, before moving towards the horse dildo still on the floor. Cheetah howled and yowled in pleasure, suddenly shaking in orgasm as Felicity silenced her with a passionate kiss, rubbing Cheetah's rough tongue with her own as Cheetah spasmed on the dog dildo. Before Felicity ripped out of her, the dildo dripped with Cheetah's arousal as Felicity panted, gasping for breath with the pretty kitty. Cheetah took this moment to take a breath, before the Horse dildo suddenly slid into her muzzle.
"MMMGH!?" Carly grinned cheerfully as she slid in and out of Cheetah's mouth, slobbering and licking over the dildo as it poked the back of her throat.
"Lube it all up." Smiled Carly sweetly, sliding in and out of Cheetah's throat as Felicity licked her lips hungrily as she soon returned to fondling Cheetah's shapely hips, before promptly rolling her over. "Ah. Hey…" frowned Carly as Cheetah slurped off the dildo. Felicity knelt down behind Cheetah's body, and licked her kitty herself, getting a direct taste before going further up and shoving her tongue into Cheetah's ass.
"ROOOWL…" Cheetah moaned as Felicity had her favorite snack, an attractive woman's holes.
"MMn! Mmn…" slurping out Cheetah's tail hole as the tail slapped her face, curling around her head as she licked away. "Ah! Ah…" tongue kissing Cheetah's pussy again, plunging her tongue in like she was trying to fuck it. "Ah!?" gasping she was shoving her away as she then slipped up behind Cheetah and slid the horse dildo into her pussy.
"FUUCK." Cheetah gasped as the horse dildo stretched her. Carly then grabbed her wrists, and pulled her back. "AH!?" Felicity rolled out of the way as Carly crashed onto the floor, feeling no pain as Cheetah straddled her lap, planting her feet, with her arms stretched behind her. Carly buckled up into her steadily as she bounced and hopped on top of her, her big furry breasts swinging up and down as her tail flicked behind her, stretching out as a tiny orgasm ripped through her.
Felicity growled irately, getting up from the floor and blocking Carly's view of Cheetah's furry ass and tail. Before pushing Cheetah forward and squatted behind her, taking the doggy dildo and sliding it up her ass. "FUUCK! AH!" Cheetah gasped as she was double penetrated, Felicity and Carly sliding in and out of her. Felicity's thick ebony ass wobbled as she bounced off Cheetah's furry ass.
Carly frowned but raised a hand and clapped it onto Felicity's butt. "Mn!?" Felicity growled at the sudden smack, turning over her shoulder at the yowling cat they were fucking as Carly grinned.
"I always knew you were a butt slut!" she cheered as Felicity scowled down at her as she buried the dog dildo into Cheetah, before ripping out of her yowling orgasm, before dropping down onto Carly's face. "MMGH!" Cheetah moaned, shaking on Carly's butt dildo as Felicity grinded on Carly's face.
"Put your mouth to better use and eat my ass, you bloody tramp." She then smacked Cheetah's furry ass. "You too! Turn around." She ordered, as Cheetah meowed, before slowly turning around and sultrily gazing into Felicity's ass as the young ebony woman grabbed Cheetah's face and pulled her furry face back into her lips and sloppily making out as Cheetah rode Carly's dildo, the horse cock knocking on her womb as she sucked on Felicity's lips, before both of them suddenly howled in orgasm.
Shivering on top of Carly, the pink haired slut slapped at Felicity's ass as she got off her face and strutted around her to stand on Cheetah's left side, slapping her furry face with the strap-on, turning Cheetah's face to slid her muzzle on the dildo sloppily slurping and purring as Carly slipped out from beneath her, and standing up she wiggled to Cheetah's right side and poked her on the back of the head with the horse dildo… steadily frowning as Cheetah squatted on her heels and continued sucking on Felicity's dick, and was barely allowed to suck on the horse dildo.
Felicity hungrily licked her lips, watching Cheetah sucking a doggy dick, the knot bouncing off her muzzle so distracted by Cheetah she didn't notice the increasing irritation of Carly's face. Who stopped trying to get Cheetah to suck her dick, and promptly found a new hole to stuff. She pulled away from Cheetah, and stealthily slunk around Cheetah and then behind Felicity and her shapely black ass…
Which was promptly speared by Carly's Horse dildo.
"BLOODY FUCKER!" she gasped, gasping as Carly grabbed on tight to her waist and began swinging her hips wildly against her ass. "Aah! I'm going to shove my fist so far up your ass-aah!!" gasping, Cheetah pulled away, slurping off of Felicity's dildo at it started slamming harder into her face. "Carly, you whore-oooh!!" Felicity moaned as she grabbed hard to her hips, and kept swinging hard into her. Felicity was shaking in orgasm as her eyes rolled and her tongue lolled into a rather sloppy look on her face. Carly deftly unclipped the strap on, the dildo clattered to the floor, that she then kicked between her legs towards Cheetah and winked at her.
Cheetah, sensing the intent, grabbed the dildo and stood up, buckling it on and poking the shaking Felicity's pussy as she squealed on Carly's horse dildo. "AHA! Ah! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!" Felicity squealed as Carly pounded her harder and harder, as Cheetah stood up and poked at her pussy and slid into her. "AAAAAH!! MMGH!!" sloppily sucking onto Cheetah's muzzle, slurping on her lips as they thrust int and out of her seductive body.
"SLAP HER BOOBS!" giggled Carly as Cheetah's fuzzy hands clapped and squeezed onto Felicity's tits as they sultry ebony girl shivered in pleasure, howling into Cheetah's mouth as they continued riding hard into her, plunging in and out of her holes as Carly ripped out of her gaping ass with the horse dildo as Cheetah pinched Felicity's nipples, Carly smacking her ass hard with the rubbery dildo like she was trying to cane her with it.
Felicity shivered in a writhing orgasm and screamed into Cheetah's mouth as the smacking dildo whipped her in knee melting climax. She dropped to her knees, hitting the ground and shaking. "Haah! Ahh…" flopping over as Cheetah stepped away, as Carly smacked Felicity's face with the dildo, and her thick brown ass with her hand as Felicity shivered in orgasm again before flopping over onto her hands and knees. "Fuck me. FUCK ME MORE… knot my ass! Knot me knot me knot me!!" she whined, shaking her ass like a proper horny bitch as Carly shrugged at Cheetah.
"Knot her." She said casually as Cheetah strutted behind her, holding her waist she slid the knot into Felicity who was begging whorishly over and over, almost in an insane mantra. "Knot me! Knot me!" begging sloppily with a tongue lolling from her mouth as Cheetah's claws held her, slamming harder into her body from behind, the knot bouncing against her pussy, before finally sliding into her and piercing into her pussy. "OOOh!!" her ass and breasts wobbling wildly as Cheetah bucked her hips wildly into her increasingly manic howls of pleasure as her legs and arms turned to jelly and she flopped to the floor, face down and ass up, howling erotically as Carly turned Cheetah's face and with a slight adjustment to the dildo pressed Cheetah back to her pussy and felt her tongue again, moaning softly as Felicity sloppily drooled on the floor.
Cheetah moaned into Carly's pussy, and Carly reached down and un-clipped the dildo around her waist, pulling her up and then bending her over into Felicity's ass. "MMgh!" Cheetah moaned as she licked away at Carly's ass.
"I told you Fee-Fee you need to feel that TONGUE." She grinned happily as the dildo, still stuck in her pussy wiggled as her inside clenched around it. She held Cheetah into Felicity's ass before walking around her, standing behind her, before shoving the horse dildo into her ass.
"Mmgh!!" pounding her slowly, Cheetah's toes curled on the floor, hands on Felicity's raise ass as the rich girl howled in pleasure. "Ah!" Cheetah gasped as Carly pulled her out of Felicity's hole, and through her forward, her furry tits landing on her back. Carly swung her hips into her and smacked her furry butt, grinning and moaning as she rubbed at her fur before pulling away to smack Felicity's ass, pulling out of Cheetah and sliding into Felicity's ass.
"Aah! Aah!!" Felicity howled under Cheetah, pounded into the floor by Carly, who started to alternate, slapping and squeezing on one butt while fucking the other, squeezing and slapping playfully. Breathing increasingly heavily as Felicity and Cheetah howled on after the other in orgasm. Carly buried the dildo into Cheetah's ass, making her yowl as she ripped out of her now gaping hole and flopped onto the bed with a proud smile on her face and the horse dildo wobbling with her breathing.
She gave the black and furry booties one final clap before flopping onto her back and sighing exhaustedly. "That was great!" They all moaned together some confirmation of agreement, but whether it was by sheer luck or amazing timing the door to the room soon opened.
Angela entered, fully clothed in uniform, and announced to those present without even flinching at the debaucherous sight before her, "Little Miss. The time is up." She then eyed Cheetah, who was clawing to her pawed feet. "Madam. There is a bathroom just over there you can use to freshen up." She said as Cheetah waved at her politely, moving towards the pointed out bathroom… taking her furry body into the bathroom and the shower…
She felt a little sorry for their drain, but at least it wouldn't be that long of a bath… usually washing off cum was the hard part. Rinsing her kitty face, and squeezing out the water from her hair before turning off the water, shaking like a dog, ironically, flicking water everywhere, before she stepped out and went through the process of drying off. She finished, holding the towel now covered with her hair, and left it on the towel and hung it up. She stepped out of the bathroom and saw the older woman with her face buried in Felicity's ass… slobbering and slurping inside her as she tilted her head and watched curiously, Felicity moaning and shaking her ass happily on Angela's face.
Cheetah took a second, then cleared her throat. "Ahem?" Angela pulled her face out of Felicity's ass and cleared her throat after getting caught in a moment, got to her feet. Carly had slipped into the closet earlier. "Look at all the toys!" she giggled.
"Yes. Of course. Follow me." Angela said, ignoring Carly and leading Cheetah, who grabbed her clothes to put them on, following her out of the room as Carly added.
"This one's huge! Let's use this!"
Angela walked Cheetah to the front door, opening it for her, and politely bowing her head as Cheetah strutted past. Angela then produced a truly spectacularly sized wad of cash. About as big as a baseball, and handed it to Cheetah. "Thank you." She said as Cheetah tossed the wad in her hand, and then with a polite wave, went back to the company car and sat her ass in the front seat as Angela shut the door.
"FUUUCK… stupid horse dick." Cheetah groaned, her composure breaking but she cleared her throat, drummed the steering wheel and drove away from the manor, heading back to Superbabes.
Time: 8:27 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Cheetah drove into the parking lot and parked, groaning as she stepped out of the car and wobbled awkwardly to the back door just as Red Lantern and Green Lantern (II) were stepping out, they were on the two for one tonight so someone must have ordered them.
"Hey Katie… you good?"
"I just took an anatomically correct horse and a dog dildo tonight so… not really." She groaned as Red Lantern cringed. "Where are you two off to?"
"Motel 6 from the look of it. I think Orders got a call from the Trucker lady who keeps trying to get Veronica." She said. "So hey… that'll be fun." She mumbled sarcastically as Green Lantern patted Red Lantern's rear, pushing her along.
"Let's go we're going to be late."
"To a rough fucking…" Red Lantern replied only to casually point out, "Though I guess YOU are looking forward to that." Green Lantern's masochistic nature is more than well known…
Cheetah, however, kept walking into Superbabes and extracted the huge wad, placing it on the counter in front of Orders, who took it, sorted it, and gave her a sizable chunk of it. "All good?"
"Well, my organs might need a moment to slide back into position, but that's no trouble, I'm flexible."
"MMn." Orders said, "Take a break. Or hit the massage table. I asked Hector to come in. The masseuse, not the dog."
"…You had to specify that?" she replied as Orders raised an eyebrow over her purple eyes.
"You'd be surprised. Cat lady or not…" she added, "…Both Hectors are very soothing." And admittedly, only one of them sometimes gets a boner around the girls… It's the masseuse if that's not clear, because he has a boner.
Dog Hector sometimes can't help it. And Cheetah's seen enough doggy dick today.
End