Let's Be Batman Pt. 16

Wonder Woman's tits felt heavenly. After last time they had interacted, Tommy had spent many a sleepless night thinking of those beautiful breasts bouncing over top of him. To feel them as he thrust his dick between them was almost more than he could bear. For her part, Wonder Woman seemed unconcerned with Tommy's dick; all she cared about was the finger furiously working her clit. She moaned and bit her lip, making Tommy fuck her tits even faster.

Tommy's cock disappeared between Wonder Woman's breasts. The only time he could see his cock was when he thrusted fully; the head of his dick peaked out and tapped Wonder Woman on the bottom of the chin. Years of fantasy bubbled forth to the surface and Tommy began to groan. Wonder Woman matched and raised his groan, he mouth opening wide as a ragged gasp escaped her lips.

"Oh fuck," Tommy muttered as he felt his 2nd cumshot ready to burst forth. He leaned forward, steadying himself with one hand while grabbing Wonder Woman by her tiara with the other. He pulled Wonder Woman's head up and placed his cock inside her open mouth. She took him willingly, sucking him with a force Tommy had never experienced before. He whimpered as he came, his cum shooting directly into the back of Wonder Woman's throat. She didn't gag, or choke, or act surprised; she expertly swallowed all of it, not losing a single drop.

Tommy tried to pull his cock out of Wonder Woman's mouth but she kept sucking him, trapping his dick in her mouth. He winced, as his cock was incredibly sensitive after cumming. She moaned as she continued sucking his cock, her pitch becoming higher and higher. Finally, as yet another orgasm raged inside her, she released Tommy's cock and screamed.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Wonder Woman raged, her hips bucking as she came. She threw herself into the air and back down to the Earth, her screams echoing through the park. She screamed one final time and then cut short, the intensity of her orgasm rendering her unconscious.

Tommy recovered himself. He felt close to becoming unconscious as well. Slowly, he got to his feet and surveyed the scene. Once again, Wonder Woman and her opponent were unconscious. Wonder Woman was lying on her back, completely naked except for her boots and tiara; the Cheetah was crumpled on her side, her tail tucked between her legs. Both women were cut and bruised. Their pussies were still flared, blazing red.

Tommy grabbed Wonder Woman's clothes and placed them beside her. He began to walk away and then returned, covering her with her clothes. It didn't feel right to him to leave her lying there naked. The Cheetah he didn't give a shit about. He grabbed Wonder Woman's lasso and tied the Cheetah up with it.

Tommy didn't leave quite yet. He reached into a side pocket on his utility belt and pulled out a small slip of paper and a pen. He wrote a quick note and left it at Wonder Woman's side. It read:

"Dear Wonder Woman,

Sorry.

Your Pal,

Batman"

***

Tommy returned back to the Batcave. It was still early, only about 9 o'clock, but Tommy was done for the night. He was sore from being manhandled by the two superwomen and he was drained. Gotham would be on its own tonight, he decided.

He removed the Batsuit slowly, painfully, and examined his injuries. He had 3 claw marks on either side of his stomach, scratches from Cheetah. From Wonder Woman he was blessed with red welts on his thighs, the result of her bouncing on his dick. He guessed that they'd eventually turn to bruises.

Tommy slowly made his way up the stairs to Wayne Manor, pausing every now and again to catch his breath. As he finally got to the top steps, the door opened. It was Alfred, waiting for him with a bottle of rubbing alcohol, some bandages, and a cup of tea.

"Rough night, Master Thomas?" The old man asked.

"Yeah you could say that," Tommy replied. His face showed confusion. "How'd you know I'd be back?"

Alfred responded immediately. "News reports, sir. From the sounds emanating from the park it sounded like you were in quite the battle."

Tommy chuckled. "Yeah, you could say that." He grabbed the bandages and the alcohol, looked disdainfully at the tea, and walked towards his room. He got about 10 feet away until he was next to the coat room and then stopped. He turned around and spoke.

"...Thanks for the bandages, Al."

"My pleasure, Master Thomas," Alfred responded. "I am always proud to help those who do heroic deeds."

For the first time, Tommy saw just the barest hint of a smile on Alfred's lips. Tommy smiled in return. He watched the old man wheel around and walk away. Tommy craned his neck to make sure he was gone, then as quickly as he could he dipped into the coat room and searched for something.

"Jackpot," He muttered to himself as he found what he was looking for.

He exited the coat room and headed to bed, Alfred's robe on his shoulder.