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The sirens of GCPD cars sped by the front of the Superbabes restaurant, with a collection of the girls watching them go. Rocket, Batwoman, and Catwoman curiously watched them go. "So… usual bet?" she asked.
"Clayface." Said Batwoman, "I heard he was back in town."
"No. Scarecrow." Rocket replied calmly in her sexy Aussie voice. "It's been a while since we've heard about him doing something."
"I heard he went to Coast City to try and terrify a Green Lantern." Said Wonder Woman, wiping down a table, one of the few that's been used tonight, as it was a slow night. "…They caught him like two days ago."
"Dang it." Mumbled Rocket. "Um… Mr. Freeze?"
"Catwoman." Said Orders firmly
"Yeah?" Catwoman replied as Orders rolled her purple eyes, and sighed audibly to herself.
"…That's my fault. I mean, LITERALLY, it is Catwoman." She said, "The real one." She noted, crossing her arms and looking out the window with her purple eyes flickering.
"Oh, is she a villain this week?" Catwoman replied sarcastically, with a shrug. "Who can keep track with her?"
"Batman." Orders noted bluntly, but she turned around and went back into the lounge as more police cars drove by. "Regardless, she's on something of a stealing spree." Orders said, slipping behind her counter and sitting down as Superbabes' Catwoman followed after her with Rocket and Batwoman. Since everything was so slow, they might as well relax.
"What's she stealing?" Catwoman asked as Orders shrugged.
"This and that mostly. I'm fairly certain she's just trying to catch The Batman's attention again." Orders sat down and started casually filling in her crosswords. "Regardless, all it's going to do is raise the animosity towards her…"
"…Is that bad?" Catwoman asked curiously as Orders raised an eyebrow.
"…That depends. How busy do you want to be tonight?" Orders noted as Catwoman seemed to think about an answer, unfortunately, Orders reached for the phone before Catwoman could be snarky.
Time: 8:59 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Ring-CLICK
"Superbabes, we deliver."
"The catwoman meal, WITH Catwoman."
"…Very well, we expect her back within 60 minutes or less, or the police will be informed. You will be charged upon completion of the delivery. Name and address, please."
Meanwhile
"Oh, come on." Catwoman laughed as the food slid across the counter. "…I'm not going to be the victim of hatefucking, am I? Because I'm kinda not in the mood for it." Orders just glanced at her, and she sighed, blowing air up her face and hair out of her eyes, "…Right." She picked up the food as Orders handed her the receipt. "Nothing quite like being hate fucked because of something someone else did right?"
Her sexy high-heeled boots click-clacked across the parking lot to the company car. She slipped into the driver's seat and was pulling into traffic as another round of GCPD squad cars went the other direction, turning the reasonably priced workhorse car towards Upper East Gotham.
Luxurious Parson's Plaza: Formally Saint John Apartments… it USED to be owned by the St. John family, but after Johnathan St. John the IV got arrested for trying to intimidate and murder a judge on live TV, one Judge Edward 'Blackbeard' Teach… the family's sort of gone down hill from there… essentially they weren't welcome in Gotham and practically vanished from the city altogether. And when Cesspool City of the world doesn't want your family, you KNOW you've fucked up… regardless, they abandoned The Fourth St. John to Blackgate, and ran off to the Cayman Islands after liquidating much of their properties.
But the sketchy business practices of a shitty rich asshole and what was left of that family name in Gotham was not the issue here. Parson's Plaza was bought by a Star City Conglomerate and rebranded with the Architect's name. New ownership and mostly new residents... including the penthouse suite, which is where Catwoman was heading… she had parked in the underground parking without much issue and made her way to the elevators with even less of an issue.
Of course, once she got INTO the elevators, she got a problem… to access the top floor, where she was heading, she needed an access key, and she'd have to go to the front desk for that. So, ignoring the odd number of Gotham police casually lingering in the lobby, she approached the front desk with the bag of Superbabes in her hand.
"Hey." She said, greeting the front desk with a wave. The man behind said desk looked up and jumped at the sight of her. "The penthouse ordered food?" she said, holding the bag up as his sudden panic seemed to diminish. He glanced around briefly, looked awed at the number of cops ignoring the woman dressed as a sexy cat burglar, but she was also carrying a Superbabes bag… like it had some sort of mystic powers.
"You… what?"
"Food. Guy. Ordered…" Catwoman pointed to the bag, "I need to get to the penthouse?"
"You…" he stared at her like she was crazy, but he pulled the phone on the desk to his ear. "…Hold on."
"Yep." She said and waited as he dialed a number, looking at her, then the cops, and then her again… mostly at her breasts, tightly hugged by the suit.
"…yes. This is the front desk, and there's a woman here dressed as uh… Catwoman-" he suddenly recoiled, yanking the phone away from his ear as the person on the other end furiously roared garbled words at them. "Understood, sir. Enjoy your night." He quickly hung up, staring at the phone. "Ooooh, Kay." He said, reached under the desk, and retrieved a keycard. "Here. That'll get you to the penthouse." He stared at her. "…He really ordered…" he began but paused, "…You know what? I don't want to know." Catwoman just smiled, took the card from his hand, and returned to the elevator… at least this time the Cops actually noticed her, but seeing the food bag, ignored her.
…GCPD folks… Best of the best.
She got back into the elevator, tapped the key card into the reader, and up she went. DING! The door opened to a foyer and well-polished double doors, recently repainted. She walked right up to it and, raising her fist, she knocked LOUDLY on the front of it.
"Superbabes."
Time: 10:22 PM. Place: Upper East Gotham (Parson Plaza Penthouse)
"Special Delivery Service." She noted, and waited… CLICK.
The door swung open, and she was greeted with an old mustachioed man wearing an open velvet robe and sporting a MASSIVE erection in his boxer shorts. His hair, what little left there was, was disheveled and heavily graying, his body was crinkly, his arms and legs were thin, and he looked like he was trying to speed run alcohol poisoning with the wait he was chugging down that wine.
He said nothing, staring into her cleavage as she smiled at him, but he stepped aside and waddled back into the large penthouse suite, and she followed him in… the place was WRECKED. Like someone had a big fight in it… a fancy, ruined dinner was splattered everywhere around a table like someone flipped it. There were shattered display cases and mannequin heads all over the floor, but missing things that they'd obviously be wearing. He drank the bottle of wine that seemed to be the only survivor of the dinner and threw the empty bottle over his shoulder. It bounced off the couch and clattered onto the carpet.
"She took EVERYTHING." He said as she blinked, somewhat surprised at the statement. "SEDUCED me." He said drunkenly, as she raised an eyebrow and noticed him gesturing to a glass door with a large circle cut out of it, leading to a balcony where said glass circle was. "She honey-trapped me!" he shouted as she raised an eyebrow and was starting to get an idea of what he was talking about as she put the bag of food on the table with the rest of the ruined dinner. "I gave her a nice dinner, and I was hoping she'd give me a good fuck!" She had to appreciate the honesty. "And she fucked me GOOD!" he shouted, gesturing to the shattered display cases. "Took my ex's jewelry while I was in the bathroom getting ready!"
"Still ready, I see." She noted as he kept ranting, the obviously assisted erection wobbling in his boxers.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to catch a thief with a boner?! At my age?!"
"I have some idea, yeah." She replied with a sigh, unzipping her suit as she followed him through the mess of his ruined penthouse into probably the cleanest, metaphorically, place on the floor. His bedroom, obviously, because Catwoman, the original, didn't go anywhere near it. The massive bed before them was untouched as she rested the zipper at the bottom of her suit, just over her crotch, and watched him drunkenly stumble about. With a boner. "Well, don't worry, I'm not paid to run away."
"I'm fucking a beautiful woman tonight if my heart gives out!" he declared, shouting to the apartment and mostly not paying attention to her. Turning around and gazing into her cleavage as her chest pushed out of her suit. She smirked and resigned herself to the oncoming hatefuck. "Haaah!" he wrapped his spindly old arms around her, grabbing her ass and pulling her cleavage into his wrinkled face. "Mmgh!"
"AH… oh…" she laughed as his hands clawed at her shapely behind in her suit, feeling his erection against her legs as he fondled and furiously licked at her chest. "Mmn."
"You're going to be my cat slut." He declared while mumbling with a face full of her big breasts. Blued to her body, he pulled her backward toward his bed.
"Ooh! Frisky." He sat on the bed, pulling her with him. "Ha-ha…!" laughing as he grabbed the insides of her suit and peeled away, letting her big breasts explode into his face. "Oh…" his mustache tickled her chest as he grabbed at her tits and immediately wrapped his mouth around her right nipple. "MMN…" peeling the suit from her body until it crumpled around her slender waist. "Haah…" sighing softly as he pulled his hands away and grabbed at her ass.
"Your tits are bigger than hers." He said dazedly, gazing into her breasts as if trying to mentally compare the size.
"That's flattering." She said with a smirk as his hands squeezed her ass.
"Your ass is bigger too." He snarled, licking her other nipple before grabbing her wrist and tugging her downward onto her knees. He grabbed her kitty-eared cap head and pulled her face to his boxers and the tent he was pitching, and rubbed her face upon it and groaning. "Get it out and put it in your mouth."
She was fairly certain he was talking about his cock, but the way he was talking about her ass earlier… she chose not to point it out. He was drunk and horny. And he clearly needed his dick sucked by an attractive woman who was dressed in a sexy catsuit. She gave him a rather Cheshire cat grin and hooked her fingers into his boxers, tugging them down as it caught briefly on his blue pill fueled erection before it finally sprang free. "Oh…"
That was a big wrinkled dick… with two huge sagging balls, in a snow-covered forest… his 8-9 inch cock twitched, free of its bindings as her silky hands caressed his sagging sack and his throbbing pole. "Oh…" he sighed as she started stroking and fondling his junk, pre-cum already oozing from his tip as she opened her mouth and sucked his wrinkled nutsack between her lips. "Ugh…"
"Mmmn." Lashing her tongue over them, like jawbreakers, stroking his throbbing meat on her beautiful Asian girl face as she suckled and rubbed him. "Mmgh… mmnh-mhn…" taking both balls into her mouth, she buried her face into his snowy pubes, jerking his member against her smooth cheeks as her eyes sultrily gazed up at him. "Mmnmm-AH…" she spat on his cock, flicking her tongue across her lips. "Aaaah." And opening her mouth before guiding it in. "Mmngnh… SLURP!" Her lips stretched on the dick as she slurped up his shaft and popped off the top. "Ah…" running her tongue around his tip.
He watched her suck on his cock for a moment before dropping onto the bed and letting her continue. "Mmn. Mmn…" sliding her lips up and down his cock, twisting her fist around his shaft as she went, feeling his pre-cum on her tongue as he moaned longingly into her blowjob. "Mmn! Mmn-hmn?!" she slid up to his shaft and froze as a load of old man juice sprayed into her mouth… She blinked as he emptied his heavy balls onto her tongue, and she massaged his glans with her lips as she milked him. "Ah…" she pulled away from his still erect cock, showing him the hot goo on her tongue before closing her mouth. "MMn…" and gulping the thick milk down.
He groaned as his cock wiggled in her hand, his hips shaking slightly as he caught his breath and sat up again. "Ugh…" groaning, his body seemed to creak as she sat on her shapely ass. His cock was poking at her chin as he shuffled to the edge of the bed and stood up. "Get out of those clothes." He said as she laughed, getting to her feet as she wiggled out of the rest of the suit. "Your body is way better than that cat thief." He grabbed her ass as it was freed from the tight suit, and she chuckled.
"I bet you're just saying that because I'm going to let you fuck me hard." She said silkily as his cock wiggled at the implication. But his hand smacked her rear and squeezed it, pulling her close as he licked at her nipples. "Mmn…"
"You're a hot piece of tail!" he growled into her big tits before turning her around and shoving her onto her back.
"Oh!" she laughed, flopping onto the bed as he crawled after her, hooking his legs on her legs on his thin arms, rolling her lower body up and lining his cock with her pussy, her feet raised to the ceiling as he slid himself into her body. "Oh… MMn!" Catwoman moaned as he pulled back and thrust hard into her body. "Yeah…" with her legs held open by his arms, his hands squeezed at her breasts before he began pounding down into her with earnest. "Ooh…!"
Her body writhed under his thrusting hips, his heavy balls smacking at her tight ass as he fucked her, plunging his cock into her pussy again and again as fast as his old body would let him. "Ugh! Aah…" growling quietly, he kept pumping into her body, squeezing at her breasts as he slammed his hips harder and harder against her.
"Oh… oh yeah." She moaned, gasping erotically under him as he dropped onto her body and kept wildly swinging his bony hips. Jackhammering into her. "Yeah. Yeah… fuck that kitty pussy." Coiling his arms around her as her feet wobbled in the air behind his head. "Yeah… YEAH… fuck it. Ooh…" she moaned as he kept pounding into her. Groaning louder and louder before planting his hips against her body and unleashing another quick load. "Oooh…"
"MMN!!" he went limp on top of her… well, most of him went limp. The part that remained stiff wiggled inside her as it sprayed out his load like a firehose running out of water. "Haah… hah…" he bucked his hips against her as she giggled. She DID expect him to hatefuck her hard… but so far he's been relatively tame, probably because he was as old as her Nana… he rolled his hips before pushing out of her. "AH…" his rock-hard cock twitched as he stood on his knees, her legs relaxing but her feet remaining in the air as she rubbed them on his face, chuckling playfully.
"Get it all out?" she asked, rubbing at her big breasts as his cock twitched again and he pushed her legs away, rolling her over onto her side as she laughed.
"Put it back in your mouth… I like the feel of your tongue." She pushed herself upright as he fully stood up in the bed, cock twitching over her face as she opened her mouth. "Yeah…"
"MMmn…" she slid her lips up and down his shaft again, slurping off her pussy juice as he rested his hand on her head, pulling her up and down his cock as he bucked his hips towards her face. "Mmn. Mmn…" burying her face into his crotch, her tongue flicked around his shaft before sliding out and tickling his sagging nuts. "Mmn…" he grabbed her kitty cap head with both hands, pulling her towards him as he stepped backward on the bed. Pulling her onto her hands and knees. Her shapely ass wiggling behind her as she moaned balls deep on his cock.
"You pretty little cat slut." He said, letting go of her head and letting her bob it up and down again, sliding his hands down her curvy, and apparently better than Selina Kyle's, body. He grabbed her ass with both hands as she moaned. "Yeah… you're way better than that fucking skank that robbed me."
"Mmn hmmn…" she moaned around his cock, giggling softly as he fondled her ass cheeks, bucking his hips towards her face as she sucked his blue pill fueled cock.
"That fucking cock teasing slut!" he began bucking harder against Catwoman's face. "Seducing me! Lying to me! Taking my shit!"
"Mmn! Mmn-hmmn…" his fondling hands sliding between her cheeks and poking at her ass. "Mmn!" hooking into her and pulling her onto his cock.
"I'm going to fuck you all night! You're going to be my fucking cat whore!" he ripped his cock out of her mouth.
"Ah…" she gasped as it swung onto her face. She smiled up at him as she wiggled her body. His hands squeezing her ass again. He pulled his hands away after giving them a playful slap. He grabbed his cock and slapped her cheek with it. "I don't know…" she cooed, running her lips on his meat as he bounced it off her soft, pouty dick suckers. "…I might cost more than her." She teased as he actually laughed, a small chuckle, sure, but still a laugh. He pulled his cock from her face and wobbled around her, running his other hand over her back like he was petting her. "Mmmn…"
"Unlike her, you're worth every cent." He said, grabbing her waist, lining up his dick, and thrusting into her pussy once again.
"MMn!" she moaned loudly, shaking her hips. "Smooth talker… Oh!" she gasped as he pulled back and slammed into her hard. "Ha! Ah…" her back arched as he fucked the kitty girl doggy style. Standing awkwardly bowlegged behind her, he swung into her body over and over. "Oh! Oh! You're going to fuck kittens into me!" she gasped erotically, feeling his cock twitching wildly inside her, bouncing his hips off her ass. "Oh! Oooh!" moaning erotically as he held her waist. Using her to stay upright as he put his whole weight into his thrusts. "Oh! Oh!" Her big breasts swung beneath her as his hands held her tightly, sliding up to grab her shoulders. "Ooooh!!"
"Yeah! YEAH! Going to fuck my kids into you! Have my fucking kittens!"
"Oh! Oooh!" Catwoman's head rolling back on her neck, her big breasts bouncing wildly with his spasming thrusts, her insides clinging tightly to his cock as he yanked it out only to rapidly pound it back in. Feeling her body shivering and shaking at their wild animal fucking. "Oh! Ooh… fuck me! Fuck me over! Fill that pussy with kitties! UUGH!!"
"ARGH! AGGH!! DRAIN MY BALLS!!"
"And your BANK account!" she laughed, "Aaah!!" shaking as he buried his cock into her tight body, shivering in orgasm as he pushed into her pussy. "Mmgh!!" shoving her down flat onto the bed with him on top of her. "Oooh… FUCK there's so much CUM…" she moaned as he bucked his hips, still pumping in a hot load into her body. "Oh… ooooh." She moaned as he grinded on top of her.
"Ugh… so god damn good." He snarled in her ear, pressing his lips firmly to her cheek from behind as she laughed, tickled by his mustache. "Oh yeah…" he bucked his hips into her. "Be my good little cat slut." She giggled, wiggling her hips under him as he kept thrusting. "I much prefer getting fucked over like THIS."
"Well, I'll take your money every time." She teased playfully as he started pumping his hips, pressing her down to the bed, throwing himself into her pussy again. "Ah… oh…"
"As long as I can fuck you first!" he declared, pushing her into the mattress. "Ugh… UGH!!" throwing himself at her body, slamming onto her ass against and again.
"Ah! Oh! Oh! Of course! Oooh… fuck me hard first…" she moaned encouragingly as he sped up, faster and faster, before burying his cock into her and ripping out of her gooey pussy. "Mmn…" he rolled onto his back, flopping onto the bed and holding his cock upright.
"Suck it." He growled raspily as she pushed herself up and stretched.
"MMn!" with her arms straight out, ass in the air, she arched her back and stretched like a kitty, before crawling around on her hands and knees, smiling at him as she took his cock in hand, and guided it to her mouth once more, crawling between his legs.
"Mmn! Mmn…"
"Yeah… pretty whore." He moaned, gazing into her pretty brown eyes, hand on her head as it bobbed up and down, "Pretty kitty."
"Mmn-hmmn…" she giggled, winking up at him as she sucked him hard, bouncing her head up and down in his lap, slurping and twisting her head on his cock as her tongue danced on his shaft.
"Oh… that's a good girl…" he sighed, relaxing and moaning as she kept slurping away, rubbing his wrinkled old legs with her hands as she focused on sucking dick. "Oooh…" he closed his eyes briefly, savoring the sensation of the sexy Asian catgirl sucking his dick so devotedly. "You like sucking my cock?"
"Mmn hmmn…" she moaned, head bobbing steadily up and down. "Mmn…"
"You LOVE sucking cock?"
"Mmn-mmn…" she moaned against sultrily, burying her face on his shaft and gazing up at him. "Mmn…"
"Well, I love having you suck it." He said, massaging her head through her cat-eared cap. "But get on my cock." He snarled eagerly, twitching in her throat, she pulled her head to the tip, swirling her tongue around it. "Get on my cock."
"Mmn-mwah." She pulled away, kissed his tip, and crawled over his body, rubbing her tits on his old chest before sliding his meat into her pussy. "MMmn!" throwing herself upright, she sat on his lap, sliding him fully back into her as she straddled his lap.
"Yeah…" he sighed, hands sliding over her hips to grab her ass, bucking his hips up into her body as her breasts bounced up and down slowly. "Yeah, baby…" he growled as her hands raised to the back of her head. "MMn…" he went limp, mostly, under her as she began swinging her ass up and down on him, bouncing on his lap.
Panting erotically, gazing down at him as he threw his hips up into her over and over, faster and faster, speeding up together, fucking each other harder and harder as her tits clapped against her chest as she bounced more and more. "Yeah… yeah. You going to cum in me?"
"Fuck yeah!" he snarled and growled, clawing at her, holding onto her tightly as she squeezed around him with her pussy and her legs.
"Yeah, you are. You're going to keep fucking CUMMING in me." She rubbed his chest sensually with her hands, riding him like a messenger pony with priority mail. "You're going to give me all that old man dick…" she moaned, emphasizing her words with her pussy dropping onto him. "Yeah. YEAH… oh… MMN! FUCK me…" she moaned sultrily, gazing into his eyes as he bucked harder. "Fuck me. FUCK ME OVER." She groaned as he roared, burying his cock into her, squeezing her ass tightly. "Haaah… drain that bank account." She giggled, feeling him unload deep into her. Pulling her forward as she kept herself glued to his hips, her tits in his face as he squeezed her ass. "Hee-hee… Oooh…" his cock twitching eagerly inside her, finally softened as she raised her hips. "Oooh yeah…" her pussy oozed cum onto his shaft like she was squeezing ketchup on a hot dog.
He lightly smacked her ass with one hand and squeezed it. She moaned softly as he rubbed her body and brushed her tits with his mustache, making her giggle as she pulled away from him, lying on her side as he groaned, rubbing his chest. "Mmn…" she nuzzled him affectionately, like a cat, whispering in his ear. "Don't have a heart attack on me." She cooed as he bluntly, but tiredly, moaned back.
"Fuck you."
"Hee-hee…" Catwoman shifted away, dripping cum down her leg as he wobbled slowly off the bed. "Just saying. You're old enough to be my GRANDPA." She said as his cock twitched, as he followed her into a luxurious bathroom.
"I can still fuck young whores like you. And that Cat BITCH." He snarled and followed her into the shower.
"Well, stick to fucking young whores…" Catwoman said playfully, "…Less chance they'll rob you of all you're worth." She noted jokingly as he turned the water on, spraying them as he grabbed her tits from behind. "Mmn!" she moaned as he slovenly ran his tongue over her neck.
"You're a way more appealing Catwoman than she was anyway." He turned her head and licked her lips. She giggled around his tongue, sliding hungrily into her mouth. He tasted of booze and bad spaghetti. His hands squeezing her tits as she pulled away seductively, licking his lips.
"Kissing's extra Old Daddy…" she teased playfully, as his cock twitched naturally against her ass.
"Then kiss my cock." He growled eagerly as she turned around and squatted on her heels, rubbing his legs as she opened her mouth and did more than kiss it. "Haah…" he held her head, and sighed loudly as her head bobbed up and down. It didn't take her long to suck him off again, pulling her off his shaft, he shot ropes over her beautiful face as she sighed seductively up at him. He lightly slapped her cheek with his flaccid old dick before he wobbled out of the shower, leaving her to clean herself up alone.
Eventually, her beautiful body strutted out of the shower and noticing he wasn't in the bedroom she grabbed her costume and tugged it back onto her body, zipping herself up as she walked out of the bedroom looking for him, and finding him wrapped in the bathrobe and not much else, drinking another wine bottle as she sighed, taking it from his grip.
"I was drinking that." He mumbled childishly, and quite drunk, she guided him towards the couch and sat him down on it, setting the bottle on the table.
"Yep." She said, "Now… I hope she didn't take all your money because you need to pay up." She said as he blinked at her, pointing to a slightly askew picture frame of a man in old Victorian-era clothes.
"One-Nine-Four-Zero," he said as she blinked at him, but swayed her kitty ass over to the picture frame, and pulled it down, revealing a safe.
"Oh, neat." She said, putting the picture aside and tapping 1940. CLICK! The safe popped open to reveal- "There's nothing in there." She said, gesturing to the empty safe as he blinked, and after a second.
"Oh, that CAT BITCH!"
Time: 11:37 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
He had to run to an ATM. Luckily, there was one in the building itself, courtesy of the shitty original owners, and eventually she walked back into Superbabes, waving the wad of bills towards Orders. "Here you go, Orders: One delivery plus tips." She joked as Orders sorted her cut, plus tips, "Poor guy got robbed by Catwoman."
"Yes, I'm aware, Yaya." Orders noted, "Good work. Take your break while you can." Yaya was going to head into the locker room to freshen up when she hesitated and eyed Orders curiously.
"…This is going to get worse before I get off shift, isn't it?" she asked as the sirens of GCPD cars sped by in the opposite direction and the phone started to ring.
"…Probably." Orders noted, her purple eyes flashing as Yaya sighed.
"…Right, so much for a proper shower." She shrugged, "Cats hate water anyway, right?"
End