Catwoman: The Eros Formula

He spurted and spurted onto her tongue, into her throat. She popped him from her mouth at just the right moment to catch the last of his load on her lips. She giggled as she felt the cum spray on her lips, her hand milking him for the last of it.

He looked down at her. The sight of his white cum on her purple lipstick sent a shiver of hot pleasure through him, before he dropped his head back onto the hard lab floor and let out a spent breath.

Selina licked at her lips like a cat at its milk bowl. She cleaned herself up before she attended to him, holding him firmly as she ran her tongue all over his shaft, licking up any stray dabs of his semen.

"Mmmm...that was good," she said between licks, her hand still stroking him. "But this is going to be great."

She climbed up from between his legs, pulling away the remnants of her costume from around her thighs. She moved up along his body quickly. It was within seconds that Preston found her thighs on either side of his head, with her dripping cunt just inches from his face.

"Make me fucking cum." She said, before pressing her crotch down onto his mouth. She laughed quietly to herself as she heard his muffled moans.

He began by licking at her inner thighs, glazing his tongue over her flesh and making her tremble in need. He lapped at her, so painfully close to where she really wanted his tongue, but not close enough. The little bastard was teasing her, making her twitch!

She ground her crotch harder into his face, making him take it. She let out a scream as she felt him lick up along the length of her slit, teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue. Her nipples, still trapped beneath the purple of her costume, hardened even more at the sensation, her hands seeking them out to pinch and rub at them.

"Lick me," she said with a husky breath. "Lick me out. Make me cum."

Preston traced the folds of Catwoman's snatch, licking up the details of her flesh and teasing her with the need for him to do more. Using the thick of his tongue, he lapped at her mound in its entirety, making her squirm atop him. As he did that, he brought his hands up.

With one he grabbed her ass, squeezing it firmly, pushing her further onto his face. He brought the other around to teasingly graze her clit, nudging at the hard little nub with his fingertips.

All the way she sat atop him, unable to keep her body from writhing with the pleasure he was bringing her. Her eyes fluttered close and her lips parted as she felt him use his fingers to open her, before taking a delving lick into her. She swore under her breath as she pushed down, relishing the feeling of his tongue.

She was truly soaking now, her juices running down the length of her inner thigh, coating Preston's lips and chin. He wanted to explore her, to know her. He pressed a finger up against her slit and slowly started pushing it into her. Catwoman gasped, before sharply inhaling.

She was so soft. So wet. So tight. So hot. Preston trembled at the feeling of her. He wanted nothing more than to fuck her goddamn villainess brains out. He wanted to cum in her again and again.

Desperately, he pushed another finger into her, her hips slowly gyrating as he pushed the two digits in and out of her. She was breathing heavily, her hands pulling, groping and pinching her enormous breasts.

As he pushed his fingers as deep into her as he could, he began lashing at her clit with his tongue. Just a little at first, just with the end of his tongue, before going all out on her. She cried out again and again, pushing up and down on his face, on his fingers.

He parted his lips and sucked her clit into his mouth. Her cries transformed into screams and panting,

"Oh fuck!" She screamed. "Oh, fuck! That's it! That's it! Lick me! Suck my clit! Make me fucking CUM!"

In the back of his mind, Preston worried that security might hear them, but he knew the lab walls were too thick for that. Focusing, he re-doubled his efforts, going all out on Catwoman's cunt.

He slurped at her folds, sucked on her clit, whirled his tongue around the little nub and rubbed at it with the ball of his thumb. All the while he continued to fingerfuck her, keeping the majority of his thrusts hard and fast, alternating it every now and then with a slow, exploratory one.

He felt her clench atop him, watched her as she threw her head back. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she ground her teeth. Her lips quivered as she started groaning,

"Oh Jesus! FUCK! I'm FUCKING CUMMI-cum-UNGH!"

Her words turned into a long, hard scream as she bucked down onto Preston's mouth, flooding him with the liquid of her orgasm. Her cunt spasmed around his tongue and fingers. She pinched her nipples and rubbed her hands all over her pendulous breasts. Her scream broke into a low, throaty groan, before she fell backward onto the lab floor, her body tingling and spent. But Preston wasn't finished yet.

He spun around on the floor, his mouth quickly finding her steaming hot slit once more. She let out a little gasp that made him grin when he started licking her once more, followed by a sexy, breathless moan.

He traced circles in her clit, tongued the folds of her labia and delved into her liquid softness. It wasn't long before she was tensed again, her mound hot, wet and waiting.

"Fuck me," she hissed through her clenched teeth. "Stop goddamn teasing me and fuck me."

She parted her thighs lewdly for him, before her fingers found her mound and she began rubbing at it, fingering herself in front of him. She slid the middle finger in up to the knuckle as she teasingly rubbed her clit with her thumb.

No sooner had she started then she was pulling her finger out of herself, a small, almost disappointed gasp popping out of her. She ran her hand over her soaked cunt, her thigh, her navel, her belly and her breasts. She offered her fingers to her lips, and tasted her own arousal, her need for him.

Preston's breath caught in his throat at the sight of what she was doing. His cock bobbed in time to the pounding of his heart and pulse. He wanted her more than he'd ever wanted any other woman in his entire life. She was the embodiment of perfection.

"Do it now," Selina whispered, raising her hand to run it through his hair, before lightly grabbing hold of it. "Fuck me. Now."

Taking his twitching member in hand, he leaned down and pressed it up against her aching slit. She quivered at the feeling of it, her insides sparking with anticipation. She looked up at him, licking her lips as she did so. She could still taste small traces of his cum.

She whimpered as he rubbed the engorged head of his shaft up and down along her pussy, the juice of her excitement running down the crack of her ass and pooling on the floor.

After teasing her with it so much that she began wriggling, Preston thrust his cock into Catwoman with one hard, deep push. She exploded into a groan of pleasure as a small grunt escaped from his chest. He held the entire length throbbing inside her, the heat of their combined pleasure so overwhelmingly delicious.

He began slowly thrusting, barely moving inside her, while his mouth found her throat - licking, kissing and sucking it. She in turn wrapped her legs around his waist, locking them together. Their hands found one another's bodies. Catwoman began scratching up and down Preston's back as he rubbed his smooth palms all over her body, tickling and stroking her every now and then with his fingertips. He stimulated her entire body, making her grow even wetter and adding to the puddle beneath her ass.

His thrusting slowly grew in momentum, the entirety of his shaft passing up and down in her tight, wet slit. She cooed, groaned and hissed her approval, bucking up against him whenever the pleasure proved too great.

She pulled her long legs up over his shoulders, allowing him to drive deeper into her. His hands found her breasts and he circled them, teasing the nipples through the material of her torn bodysuit, before he began squeezing them. She moaned with dirty joy as he pinched and felt her, his cock slicing in and out of her.

They kissed. She could taste her juices on his lips and tongue. One of his hands went to stroke a hand through the long black hair that curled freely from the back of her mask.

They became wilder as the speed and intensity of their fucking grew. It all became too much for Selina, and she started hissing under her breath, "That's it. Fuck me. Fuck my hot, wet cunt."

Her breathing turned into a low, tortured groan, the words falling out of her mouth in an ecstatic babble, "Fuck me. Fuck me. Oh, God, fuck me. Make me cuuuuuuummm."

Preston's fingers found her throbbing clit, and he started rubbing at it as hard as he was now fucking her. She let out a cry at the touch of it, the cry oozing into a prolonged moan.

Selina's skin was flushed and sweaty. She was hot and tingling all over. She knew how close it was, she could feel it building inside her. And as soon as she sensed that, it hit her.

Her body seized up. Every muscle in her body clenched. Her mouth opened wide as she let out a long, intense scream of pleasure.

"Yeeess!" She screamed. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck yeeeeeeeessss!"

Her cunt spasmed and squirted around Preston's thrusting cock as Catwoman arched her back high off the floor, pressing her crotch up as hard against him as she could.

Her intensity proved too much for Preston, who had difficulty finding his voice through his panting, "I'm -- I'm going to cum..."

"Do it on me, baby!" Catwoman cried, inspired by the obscenity of their fucking, of her still-rippling orgasm. "Blow your load all over me!"

Preston pulled out of her just in time to allow his cock to explode forth all over her hot, toned body. Catwoman writhed beneath him, cooing and gasping as she felt his jizz splatter all over her body, coating first her belly, then her heaving breasts. Preston let out a savage growl as his orgasm ripped through him, as his cum splashed on the purple clad cat burglar's breasts, the largest and biggest load managing to splat her on her chin. His final salvo dribbled into her pubic hair, which he began to rub into the fine patch of black curls with his throbbing member when he'd finished. He kneeled before her, panting breathlessly.

"That's it, baby," Catwoman said with a smirk and a giggle, "You did it."

The last thing Preston saw was Catwoman's cum-coated body - her pubes, navel, purple-clad tits and her small, proud chin glistening with his seed. He watched a moment as she started rubbing it into her skin, groaning as she did so, before he tumbled backwards into unconsciousness, his entire body spent in its pleasure.

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Preston was awoken by his wristwatch beeping six AM. He sat bolt upright, naked on the cold lab floor. Catwoman was gone. He was alone. He stood, picking up his pile of clothes and dressing himself in a state of numb confusion. He couldn't help but wince as he did -- he had scratch marks all over his back and torso.

He couldn't really process all that had happened. Had last night really happened? It seemed to him like it couldn't be possible, like it had all been a dream.

He looked at the shattered glass on the floor, at the now stagnant puddle of Eros formula. It was incredibly powerful, he knew that now. And what a way to find out...

"Dr. McGregor?" A voice from behind him said. Preston turned. It was Rob, his assistant. The kid was clean-shaven and carrying a box of donuts, ready to start the day. "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, Rob," Preston replied, pulling his lab coat on. "Everything's fine."

"What's this mess, sir? Christ! That's not the formula, is it?!"

"Relax. It was just a lab accident. We can re-synthesize it. I think we might make this batch a little less potent, though." Preston mumbled the end of his sentence to himself.

"Sir?"

"Don't frown so much, Rob," Preston said with a grin. "It's going to be a great day."

Preston tucked his hands into his pockets and strolled out of the lab, whistling happily. Rob watched him leave with confusion plainly evident on his face.

"Guess I'll just...clean this up, then."

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Later, after Rob had swept up the shattered test tube, he took a mop to the floor to clean up the spilt formula. As he did so, he spotted another few puddles of liquid a number of feet away from where the vial had smashed.

There was one large, slick puddle smeared everywhere. It certainly wasn't the Eros formula. Rob could tell that after running his fingers through it and sniffing. And a foot or two away from that was drops of what looked like...well...semen.

Rob's face creased.

"What the hell happened here last night?" He whispered to himself, before shaking his head and mopping up the mess.

Rob knew Dr. McGregor wouldn't have brought a girl in here, let alone fucked her.

He just wasn't that kind of guy...

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Selina lay on her bed, naked and panting. She'd had three cold showers now and none of them seemed to work. She'd already masturbated six times, and she was just starting again.

She couldn't get that Preston guy out of her head. The feel of his flesh, his tongue, his cock. She wanted it all again, and that made her mad.

Getting out of the lab had been embarrassing, half-naked and covered in semen, but she had managed it. And now she wondered how much of what she had done had been because of the drug, and how much had been because of her. She couldn't be sure.

She knew as she slipped a second finger inside herself that she was going to have to find where this Preston McGregor lived, and pay him a small visit. Whether she was going to beat the living hell out of him or fuck his brains out when she did find him, even she couldn't be sure.

So for the time being, she simply lay back on her bed and pleasured herself, leaving the angry messages from her employer to go unanswered...