“That’s it baby, let it out… let me hear you cum while I cum inside you Jamie.”
Just then Jamie exploded, her orgasm bursting from her, as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body, her entire body convulsing over and over in spasms of pleasure.
“Fuck yes… Steven… fuck my pussy hard… I’m cumming…. ohhhh Stevennnnnn”.
Her eyes were locked with Andrew’s the entire time as she came over and over. As her orgasm started to subside, a satisfied smile appeared on her face, and Andrew knew then that she had deliberately called out her husband’s name as she came.
“You bitch!”
Andrew screamed, but he was too far gone to stop, and his own body tensed and he came harder than he ever came in his entire lifetime. Jamie felt his body tense and tried to push him off of her, but he was bigger and had all the leverage. His semen sprayed deep into her womb, coating her cervix, and filling her pussy.
“NO, you bastard… get off of me!”
She screamed and shoved him with all her might. He came out of her tight pussy with a wet pop, as the rest of his hot cum shot out and landed on her stomach and breasts. It was now his turn to smile.
He got up leaving Jamie covered in the white sticky substance. Still naked, his cock dripping with Jamie’s juice, he went over to Vincent’s humidor and took out a cigar; he was shameless.
Jamie grabbed some tissues from the box on the table next to the couch and did the best she could to wipe herself clean. She could feel his cum inside of her, and she wished she had a douche to flush it out. She was feeling suddenly dirty and wanted to shower so badly to get the stink of Andrew off of her. Overcome by sudden modesty, she looked around for her clothing.
“You’re quite a fuck Jamie”
She and was taken aback by Andrew’s comment, and looked back at the naked stranger whom she had just had sex, and felt sick to her stomach. Desperate to deny what she had experienced with him, Jamie lashed out,
“I only wish I could say the same to you.”
Andrew watched as she slipped on her panties and dressed hurriedly. His desire for her had not subsided as he had expected it would, and he wanted her all over again within minutes. He didn’t regret bedding her for even a second, but he did regret losing his temper instead of going about it in a way that might leave an opportunity to do it again. The thought that she would try and forget about him the minute she walked out bothered him more than anything else.
Andrew suddenly felt foolish just sitting around naked, and pulled on his pants. Jamie finished collecting her scattered clothing and hurried to get dressed. She slipped on her jeans and put on her tank top. He desperately wanted to end the evening on a good note if there even the slightest chance she would see him again.
“I will arrange everything for tomorrow morning if you have the bail money”
“I have it”
she almost whispered, her thoughts once again turned to her loving husband.
“Ok then, I will call you with the details.”
“Perfect” She answered, but didn’t give him more than that.
“Look Jamie” he started, and she turned to look at him. In his attempt at regret, he looked almost like a shy schoolboy. It was a look she thought odd under the circumstances. He continued,
“I’m sorry you were put in this position”
Jamie laughed in a contemptuous manner,
“You’re sorry? What are you sorry about Andrew? What?”
his comments had infuriated her. She was now screaming, demanding for him to answer her.
“You’re sorry you gave me an ultimatum? Sorry I gave in to you? Or sorry you fucked me? Which one is it?”
“Jamie stop it!” he tried calming her but knew it was no use.
“I made love to you because I wanted to, yes… I wanted you badly. But even if you won’t admit it, you wanted it too!”
Jamie lashed out at him once again,
“News flash, Mr. Prince… that wasn’t making love, it was nothing more than a fuck - a cheap sleazy fuck! And maybe I did want it – but understand me, I don’t want you!”
Andrew felt stupid and yet, he wanted to take her in his arms and really make love to her, feeling her all over again, this time the way she deserved. He grabbed her arms and pulled her close.
“The next time, I’ll be making love to you and not fucking you.”
“How dare you… there won’t be a next time!”
Her expression was cold; her eyes were now dark and filled with hatred for the man in front of her.
“We had a deal, now you make sure you keep your end of the bargain”
He let her go as she finished her sentence,
“I’ll call you tomorrow with the details, but until then you are not to visit him.”
Part of his reasoning was legal, but mostly it was the thought that she would be with her husband soon that drove him insane with jealousy.
Jamie stopped dead in her tracks.
“What?? You’re crazy if you think I can stay away from him”
“Don’t be stupid Jamie, he will see it written all over your face. What good would that do him? I will set everything up and call you with the details.”
Jamie answered in a low flat tone,
“Fine”
then turned and walked out of the office, leaving Andrew alone there – very alone. As Jamie walked out of the Swan Club, the street was deserted; it was dark and the rain was coming down hard. There were only three cars in the parking lot and she knew the BMW was Andrew’s, he was parked next to her. She spit on his car as she fumbled with her keys. She thought of what she had done and her tears came and joined the rain in poring down. She cried uncontrollably, hoping the hard rain and the tears could wash away her sins.
Vincent walked into his office just as Andrew was finishing getting dressed.
“Always making yourself comfortable in my office, I see.”
He looked over at the couch where Andrew had fucked Jamie to see that the leather was still coated in a combination of their juices. Andrew laughed in contempt,
“What’s your problem Vincent, the show wasn’t good enough for you?”
Vincent wondered which show he was talking about; had Andrew noticed him watching?
“You didn’t have to fuck her Andrew, you could have just taken her case. I told you I would take care of the payment”
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“Have you seen Jamie, Vincent? I would be crazy to pass that up. Besides, before long, she won’t even remember his name”.
“What are you saying Andrew??”
Vincent felt a knot in the pit of his stomach. Andrew answered honestly and with unexpected emotion,
“I think I have finally met the woman who can make this bad boy settle down.”
Vincent couldn’t believe his ears; this had gone too far.
“Andrew, she is married and she loves her husband… you know that is the only reason she fucked you!”
Andrew screamed in anger,
“You’re wrong. She fucked me because she wanted it! She wanted me! And she will want it again!”
Vincent was instantly nauseous; what had he done? He turned to leave, telling Andrew,
“When you’re ready to leave, have Theo lock up. I’m leaving,”
Vincent was disgusted with Andrew’s comments and he was hoping he would come to his senses by morning and leave that poor girl alone.
Vincent was in such shambles as he left the Swan that he didn’t even notice how hard the rain was coming down. He did notice Jamie though, crouched on the ground by her car crying, completely soaked by the rain. He ran to her immediately
“Jamie??”
He picked her up, and she looked pitiful. She was completely drenched and hysterical. As he held her shoulders, he felt she body shaking.
“Sugar?” he called to her softly.
“What have I done Vincent? How could I? Steve will never forgive me!!!”
She buried her face in his chest and he opened his arms to comfort her. At that moment he hated himself as much as he hated Andrew. He had delivered Jamie right into Andrew’s bed and now she was turning to him, the one who was responsible for it all.
“You watched,” she whispered. It was as though someone had punched him in the stomach.
“And I let you.”
She looked up at him; even drenched and with not an ounce of makeup on her, she still could not look more beautiful. Vincent wished there was no Andrew, no Steve. He would take care of Jamie so that this never happened again.
“Jamie you’re in no condition to drive, let me bring you home”.
On the drive home, Jamie didn’t speak, only looked into emptiness. Vincent wished that the circumstances were different, that he was driving her to his home. By the time he accompanied her to the front door, she had calmed down and seemed more focused.
“Thank you Vincent”, she whispered and gave him a peck on the cheek.
“You’re welcome sugar” She then closed the door before any more words could be exchanged. Not that there was anything else for either of them to say, but tomorrow was another day.
Jamie was exhausted; mentally, emotionally, and physically – but still sleep would not come easily to her. When it finally did relieve her, it was a fitful sleep and filled with vile images of Andrew and Vincent and the filthy things they were doing to some girl. She watched as they took her against her will, again and again, both separately and together. The worst part was that, even during the most obscene sex acts, the girl was actually cumming over and over again as they defiled her body. As Jamie watched the 2 men smiling as they violated the girl in every indecent way possible, she was thinking to herself, “what a whore this girl must be to allow this, despite her screams of protest.” Just then the girl turned to look at Jamie, and she suddenly realized with shock – it was HER! She tried to scream but just then she was abruptly transported into the body of the girl, and could suddenly feel everything the girl was experiencing. She could feel her pussy stretched wide as Andrew drove his immense cock deep inside her, and the chocking sensation as Vincent filled her mouth with his hard 6 inches. The cock in her mouth was preventing her from screaming and she struggled to get way, but it was no use!
The sound of a car door slamming woke Jamie from the horrible nightmare she was having, and she looked out the window to see a familiar looking BMW in her driveway. She was horrified as she realized it belonged to Andrew Prince; he was there, at her house – at Steve’s house! She glanced at the clock that read almost 10:30 as she scrambled to throw on her jeans and a top. There was no way would she ever again allow him to see her in just a robe.
The doorbell had already been rung repeatedly as she dragged herself down the stairs, she did not want to appear anxious to see him in the least. She finally reached the door, and undid the bolt, but left the chain latched as she opened the door only a few inches. “What do you want?” she asked him, without showing any emotion at all.
“Jamie, its Andrew Prince, I have news for you.”
Jamie thought his manner was oddly formal, especially given that his cock was buried in her less than 12 hours earlier, and then she realized he had someone else with him. “Must be someone from the court”, she thought and opened the door fully for him.
As the door opened, the man with Andrew turned to face her – it was Steve! Jamie screamed and leapt into the arms of her adoring husband, wrapping her legs around his waist and kissing his face over and over. Finally her mouth connected with his and they shared a deep passionate soul kiss, a kiss that said everything mere words could not express at that moment. Their tongues danced together for the first time in weeks, and the love between them flowed like electricity.
Andrew watched from the side, only a few feet away, immensely jealous of the love Jamie had for Steve. How he wished that he was the one she was greeting like that. He recalled the night’s events, how hot the sex had been, and how she would probably fuck Steve’s brains out tonight. His jealousy turned to hatred toward Steve, but he was nothing if not cool. He showed no signs of emotion, his face in a frozen smile for “the happy couple.” Finally, he cleared his throat to remind them he was still there, and Steve set Jamie down. Unsure of what he had told Steve, Jamie walked over to Andrew and extended her hand,
“Thank you, Mr. Prince.”
He pushed her hand away and pulled her into a tight embrace, saying for Steve’s benefit.
“And I told you, its Andrew.”
As he pulled her body tight to his, Steve smiled; it was a sight he was well used to, all men used any excuse to press against Jamie’s body. . What he didn’t realize was that at that very instant as he was smiling, Andrew was whispering in Jamie’s ear.
“I can’t stop thinking about you, Jamie”.She stepped away from him.
“You will stay for dinner won’t you Mr. Prince?” asked Steve.
Andrew stared at Jamie “I’d love to”.
The End
Mission Possible
It had been a very long day. My pussy had twinged and pulsated from the moment I woke up, and my thoughts were skating all over the place. I couldn’t focus on much, so I made a plan to seduce my husband, Jim, when he came in from work. The only difficult part to my day was resisting the urge to take matters into my own hands and satisfy my hot cunt with one of the toys hidden in my bedroom.
I spent an hour or two reading erotic stories, making my pussy twitch harder than it had all day. I found scenarios I liked, and decided to incorporate them into my plans to make sure my pussy got what it desired when I let Jim take the reigns.
About an hour and a half before Jim was due home, I slid into a bubbly hot bath. My curvy 5'9" tanned body relaxed in the tub, and the nearly half inch nipples extending from my 36C tits hardened into overly sensitive nubs immediately. I tugged on them while my mind wandered, and every small twist I gave each nipple made my cunt convulse and shudder. The ache between my legs was getting to be nearly uncomfortable.
I tried to take my mind off pleasure and slide it into the business in front of me. Spreading my legs, I lathered my pussy with vanilla scented shaving cream, the cool menthol seeping through my wet lips and tantalizing my clit. I gritted my teeth against the overwhelming desire to reach my hand between my legs and give my aching pussy a good rub. Grabbing my razor, I set to work.
Shaving my pussy has never been easy work, I can never seem to find the perfect position to make it a quick and easy job. As the razor skated over my lips time and again, the juices flowed and lubricated my lips to give me a close shave. Running my free hand over my cunt for errant stubble, I let my thumb tease my clit quickly as I passed by it. The feeling was enormous, I knew immediately that one more trip back up my pussy with a wandering thumb would have me cumming right there, ruining my plans for a night of hot fucking.
Sitting upright, I felt my twat pulsate again as it was submerged in hot water. Hissing between my teeth, I grabbed up the razor once again and set to making my legs silky smooth. Minutes later, I drained the water from the tub and stood. Absentmindedly, I grabbed a soft nipple in each of my hands and tweaked them hard, tugging them slightly away from my body and allowing them to snap back. It seemed that I was in the frame of mind to relentlessly torture myself, so I gave up trying to resist. I thumbed one nipple with my hand while reaching down and turning the faucet on. After adjusting the water temperature, I pulled the lever to start the shower and stepped into the hard pulse of the water.
The sensations were immediate as the hot water pounded against my tits. My nipples returned to the hardened state that they were in earlier. I turned my back on the water, feeling it run between my ass cheeks as I pushed my hair under the water. Five minutes later, and my hair was freshly washed. I set to the task of soaping up the rest of my body, knowing it would be torture to wash my aching cunt.
Grabbing my body pouf, I poured a bit of scented body wash onto it, and set to washing my firm tits. As the rough texture of the pouf slid over my nipples, I could feel my pussy getting so slick that my legs were sliding silkily over one another as I moved slightly, washing my tits thoroughly. I let out a small moan, continuing to wash the rest of my body. I avoided my pussy, knowing that the moment I touched it I would need all of my willpower to keep from cumming in the shower. A few minutes later, and I couldn’t avoid it any longer. My cunt needed to be washed. I steeled myself as I slid the pouf between my legs.
The rough material slid over my extended clit and slick lips. I moaned lightly, knowing that I had to finish the job quickly or ruin it for Jim later that night. I scrubbed roughly, letting my pussy know who was boss. Reaching up, I adjusted the shower head so the water would pulse over my pussy, cleaning it of the scented suds I had just left behind. The first blast nearly sent me over the edge, so I jumped back, breathing shallowly. With all the nerve I could muster, I thrust my twitching cunt back under the stream of water. Running my hand over my lips as roughly as I could, I made sure that no suds were left behind. Finally, I was ready to get out of the shower.
Turning off the water, I ran the curtain back on its rod and grabbed a towel. Quickly and roughly I dried off, taking extra care to make sure my pussy was completely dry. It was one of my peeves, I hated the feeling of a wet cunt from the shower. Glancing into the mirror as I dried my curly brown hair with blond streaks, I noticed that my hazel eyes were glazed with the need to cum. Sighing in frustration, I headed out of the bathroom and entered my bedroom.
Swiping at my pussy again to make sure it was totally dry, I settled onto my bed with a bottle of sexy smelling lotion and set to rubbing it slowly over my skin. Starting with my legs, I worked my way up my body, spending more time than was called for rubbing the sweet scent into my tits. As I rubbed, I played over in my mind how I wanted my night of hot fucking to go. Before I knew it, I had tossed the lotion bottle aside, and found my hand exploring my clit gently between my legs. The little nub was hard and extended, and each time my fingers gently caressed it, I felt my pussy muscles contract. Curious to see how wet I was since drying off, I dipped a finger down to my hole.
I slowly brought my finger away from my pussy, watching in fascination as the slickness stuck to my finger and formed a glistening thread leading back to my twat. Breaking the gossamer connection, my brain was on autopilot as I brought my finger to my lips and tasted the tangy and musky drippings left on my finger. As I sucked the juices off my finger, I let out a low growl as I felt more juices flood my pussy lips. I squeezed my thighs together tightly, savoring the feel of the slickness oozing between my pussy lips and onto my inner thighs. Unable to stop what I was doing, I returned my fingers to my cunt and dipped them towards my hole, being careful not to let them slip inside my hot tunnel.
For a good five minutes, I repeated the process of dipping my juices onto my fingers then licking them off, and each time my pussy would flood anew with more juices. On one trip down to my hole, I brought my fingers up and masturbated my clit gently, feeling the sensations within my cunt tripling in intensity with each small rub. Slowly, I brought my pussy to near climax, then stopped, breathing hard and licking my slickness from my fingers. I must have brought myself to the brink of climax at least 10 times before realizing that all it was taking in between cooling off and the next near climax was a simple rub or two of my clit.
Groaning in lust, I pulled my hand away from my pussy, sucked my fingers clean one last time, then dried my pussy thoroughly with a towel. Jumping off the bed, I slid a silky nightgown on, fixed my hair quickly, and sprayed my neck and cleavage with the perfume that drives Jim wild with lust every time I wear it. The mixture of contentment at knowing what lay ahead for me, and disappointment at not having the ability to cum more than once a day without ruining my want for sex, compelled me to turn my mind to making dinner for my husband.
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He arrived home from work covered in soot and grime, so while I put dinner on the table I had him wash up. I smiled to myself while he was in the bathroom, knowing that if he only knew how turned on I was, and how wet my pussy had gotten when I saw him walk through the door, he would have taken me right there in the kitchen with reckless abandonment.
The next few hours he spent blissfully unaware of what I had planned. We had a nice dinner and watched a new release on DVD before shutting everything down and heading for the bedroom. I slid into bed restlessly while Jim headed for the bathroom. I rubbed my clit idly while waiting for him to join me in bed. As I heard the toilet flush in the bathroom, I took the rough towel that was still laying on my bed from earlier and rubbed hastily at my cunt, drying it off one last time before the main event.
I watched as my husband undressed entirely, admiring his short stature (he was only 5'4") and his muscled chest, arms, and thighs. As he turned, fully naked, to set his alarm clock for the morning, I watched his ass jiggle a bit with the movements he was making. I felt my pussy clench tightly, and I breathed slowly, calming my body so as not to ruin what I had in store.
He slid into bed, and I caught a glimpse of his cock before the blankets covered his body. It lay all soft, in a trimmed nest of dirty blond hair. My mouth watered as I thought of having it sliding in and out of my lips, and down my throat. I turned my body towards him, where he was already on his side facing me with his arm holding his head up so he could look at me. I let my fingers play with his short brown hair while I stared at his hazel green eyes, wondering if he knew what was on my mind. Before I could say anything, he broke the silence.
“So, baby, what do you say to me going down on your pussy?” He smiled at me knowingly, I never turned down an offer to have my pussy eaten by him. Determined not to let him ruin my plans, I counter offered.
“Actually, I have a mission for you.” His eyebrows lifted as a small smile replaced the knowing one he wore just seconds before. He asked what my mission was, and as I twisted my fingers through the curly hair on his chest, I answered as boldly as I knew how.
“Your mission, if you choose to accept, is to tease me mercilessly without letting me cum until I tell you to.” His eyebrows shot up, and I immediately knew that he was up for it. He murmured “If that’s what you want, then mission accepted” and lowered in for a steamy kiss.
My pussy juices started to flow the moment his lips touched mine, his tongue reaching out lightly to touch my lips. I returned his kiss with fervor, and he leaned into me, making me wonder what he had in store. Before I could wonder too far, he broke the kiss and rolled me over lightly onto my belly, kissing his way along my body as it turned before his eyes.
He pushed my silk nightie up as he worked his kisses down my back. I arched my back in appreciation when he grabbed my ass cheeks with both of his hands, he was now entirely behind me. Kissing all over my ass, he gave a slight pull and forced me onto my knees in front of him. His tongue slipped between my ass cheeks, trailing down, pausing to swirl around my puckered asshole, before barely reaching my pussy lips.
“Are you sure this is what you want, baby?” He growled from behind me, and all I could respond with was a whimper and a groan. His breath was cool on my pussy lips as he waited for my response, then lightly licked at my hole. My whole body jerked as his tongue made contact with my sopping wet pussy, and I buried my face in a pillow as he slowly started to lick all of my juices from my cunt.
He tortured me with his slow licking for a minute or two, and I could start to feel his tongue getting rougher along my pussy, letting me know that he had managed to lap up most of my juices and my pussy was now resembling the near dryness that I loved to feel between my legs. A lick or two more, with me whimpering uncontrollably and waiting for him to find my clit, and I was rewarded with the best pussy eating I have ever had.
As his tongue passed back down towards my hole, he moved suddenly and my whole clit was sucked into his mouth while he lapped it without mercy with his tongue. My pussy flooded with juices again, I could feel them starting to run down my inner thighs as he teased my clit. I cried out as he shook my clit from side to side with his mouth latched firmly onto it, arching my body up to break the suction before he made me cum. He released my clit, he could read my body language so well.
He flipped over and slid under me, so my pussy was right above his face, and started to slurp up my juices. He licked tantalizingly along my thighs, not wasting a single drop of my muskiness. He returned to this torturous licking of my pussy again, lapping up my flow as fast as I could produce it, until I could feel his rough tongue again. Sighing in contentment, I felt his mouth take in my clit again and begin to torture it. Less than a minute later, I arched my back up again, letting him know he had me close.
I could hear him give a throaty laugh from underneath me, he was clearly enjoying the torture he was putting me through. Not one to be outdone, I flipped my body around so I was inches from his rock hard 7" long and 3" thick cock. I ran my tongue over it lightly, and he groaned like a man who has been waiting for days to release his load. I smiled wickedly, holding my pussy far enough from his face so he couldn’t torture it with his tongue, opened my mouth wide, and deep throated his cock. His cock pulsed and throbbed as I slowly backed off it, my tongue scraping along the underside. Reaching his large head, I sucked with all of my might, causing him to grab my hips with his hands, squeeze, and force my pussy down to his tongue.
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I tortured his cock with my mouth while he tortured my pussy with his, me deep throating him so often that within a couple of minutes I could feel him near the edge. I backed off while he lapped gently at my pussy, drying me off. Reaching down, I took his sack and massaged it gently, then popped his balls into my mouth one at a time, giving each a hard suck and letting it pop out of my mouth before moving to the other. I repeated this process a few times, until his balls were slick with my spit. Moving back to the head of his cock, I found it covered in a big glob of pre-cum.
I growled low in my throat, I love the taste of pre-cum. I ran his big cock head over my lips, coating them nicely in his pre-cum, then sucked on the head until I felt a good drop of his manliness drizzle out and land on my tongue. I rolled it around, feeling my pussy flood with juices all over again that I knew he would love to lick up. Working hard with my mouth, I deep throated his beautiful cock time and again until he was near cumming, as I continuously had to wrench my pussy out of the grip his mouth had on my clit to avoid climax.
He pushed me up and off him, and removed himself from underneath me. As he emerged from between my legs, I got a good glimpse of my juices on his chin. My pussy twitched again, he was soaked, and it was running off his chin. Pulling him up and over me, I opened my mouth wide just under the drip of my pussy juices and lapped them up. While I sucked on his chin to get up every last drop, he grabbed the head of his cock, squeezed it until a big drop of pre-cum glistened on it, then rubbed it over my clit. Knowing how much I loved to feel his pre-cum on my clit, he grinned slyly as he backed down away from my face, caught a nipple in his mouth lightly, nipped at it, and continued down to my pussy.
He lapped gently at my clit, removing his pre-cum from it as slowly as he could. I reached down and spread my cunt lips for him, allowing him the freedom to roam over every inch my pussy offered. My cunt was flowing so many juices that they were pooling underneath me, running down the crack of my ass and onto the sheet. I felt his finger slide through my juices at my hole, lubing it up heavily. As he slid a finger into my tight hole, I felt him run the lubed finger down the slippery trail between my ass cheeks, pausing at my asshole and teasing around it.
Tensing up, I tried to enjoy the feel of his mouth on my clit while his finger was in my pussy. Knowing that the initial invasion is the worst, I focused elsewhere as I felt his lubed finger gently prise its way into my super tight ass. I groaned as my asshole adjusted to the size of his finger, he knew enough not to move it into my body until I entirely relaxed in his grip. He applied more pressure to my clit, bringing me to a near climax where I jerked my pussy away from his mouth, then started to slowly fuck my ass with his finger.
I twisted on the bed while he fucked me in both holes with his fingers, my hands repeatedly pulling my nipples away from my body and letting them snap back into hard little nubs. He lapped at my pussy as much as he could, but my juices were flowing so fast and so much that he couldn’t lick them up quick enough to somewhat dry my pussy off. As he brought me near climax again, he must have felt my ass pulsate to let him know I was super close to going over the edge, so he ceased his licking, but continued finger fucking my holes, ramming each one harder and harder with each plunge.
Unable to take the ass reaming any longer, I inched my body away from him, letting him know that I had had enough of his finger in my tight ass. As his finger slowly vacated my ass, his other left my pussy at the same time, leaving me with the feeling of complete abandonment. I moaned in agony, wanting his fat cock inside my cunt so badly that my my whole pussy was throbbing with my heartbeat.
He raised himself over me, bringing his face down so I could lick my juices from him again. As soon as I had him cleaned up, he gave me a probing kiss, reached down and grabbed his cock, and rubbed it on my clit. Moaning nonstop, he knew he was hitting the right spot as he teased my pussy. Breaking our kiss, he reached down and took my left nipple in his mouth, grasping it with his teeth after giving it a quick suck. He nibbled on it lightly, pulling it away from my body and allowing the hard little bud to snap back. I took my right nipple in my hand, and teased it to the rhythm that he was applying to the other.
After minutes of slow torture, he raised himself between my legs and pushed my knees to the side, my pussy splayed before his hard cock. He reached down, gave my pussy a light slap, causing me to groan loudly. As I looked down, I watched him grab his cock and slide it slowly down my lips, stopping at my hole. I could feel his cock starting to stretch my hole slightly and the feeling had my pussy convulsing with the want to feel his cock inside it. I squirmed underneath him, he positioned his cock snugly just inside my wet pussy, grabbed my hips, and rammed his cock all of the way into my pussy.
My pussy spasmed as he bottomed out, holding my hips in place, he ground his cock into my wet hole, relishing the feeling. He pulled out slowly, until the head pulled out, rubbed it up my pussy, teasing my clit. Dragging it slowly down my swollen lips, he rammed it back in just as hard as the first time. I was moaning in ecstasy, writhing on the bed. My movements encouraged him, and he started pounding my pussy with long, deep strokes.
He fucked me long and hard for a good 10 minutes, holding my legs in the air as he pounded me relentlessly. I continued to pinch and pull on my nipples, and occasionally he would reach down and brush his fingers against my clit, making me shudder in ecstasy. Just as I was nearing orgasm, my pussy clenching at his cock as he rammed it in and out of me, he grunted long and low. Pushing his cock into me all of the way, he released my legs and settled down on top of me, slowing his pace as he kissed me passionately.
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Holding me tightly with his cock buried inside of me, he rolled to the right and pulled me with him. Landing on his back with me straddling him, he placed his hands tightly on my hips and encouraged me to fuck him fast and hard. Normally, he would pull me over him, latch onto my nipple, and encourage me to orgasm while I rode his thick cock. Not this time.
Jim was on a mission, and my orgasm wasn’t in the cards at this point. He pushed and pulled at my hips until I had a rhythm going that would make him cum in no time. I rode him fast and hard, feeling my orgasm ebbing and flowing without the proper stimulation in this position. My ass slapped against his thighs as his cock slammed hard into my pussy, his balls squishing against the crack of my ass every time I swallowed his cock with my hot pussy.
His groaning increased, and within minutes he pulled me up and off him, so I swung my leg to the side and watched as he jerked his throbbing cock with his right hand. He shuddered, and the first string of white hot cum flew from the head and landed high up on his chest, just under his chin. More thick hot ropes followed suit as he grunted and stroked his cock, each landing just shy of the first until there was nothing left to empty. Sighing in defeat, I looked down and admired the glistening pools of cum on his chest. I leaned forward to taste it, and Jim grabbed a handful of my hair, stopping me just an inch from tasting his spunk.
“I don’t think so baby. I’m not done with you. Bring that pussy over here and straddle my belly.” He had a mischievous glint in his eye, so I obeyed his orders. Straddling him, I lowered my dripping pussy onto his belly, feeling his cum sliding over my lips and onto my clit. The feeling was glorious, and I looked down at him to see what his plans were. When he gave no indication as to what I should do next, I rhythmically started running my pussy up and down his belly and chest, smearing his cum all over his chest and making my pussy sticky. After each puddle had been smeared into my pussy, he grabbed my hips and pulled me up, wrenching them in a fashion that told me to turn and face away from him.
As I turned and came to rest eye level with his cock again, I leaned in and licked up a long smear of his cum mixed with my pussy juice. The taste was so exquisite that it caused my pussy to start flooding with juices for the umpteenth time that day. Using my hand, I scooped up some of the mess and smeared it along his still rock hard cock. Jim realized what I was up to seconds before my hot mouth engulfed his cock, sending the last remnants of his spunk that were oozing from the head down my throat. I moaned loudly as my pussy twitched, and he gave a pull on my hips, encouraging me to lower my swollen pussy to his mouth one more time.
Since it was totally unlike my husband to taste his own cum, I knew it wouldn’t take much to make me cum with the combined effects of all that was going on. His hot cock was in my mouth, covered in our juices, and my wet pussy was being lapped at while covered in his cum. I was in heaven as he sucked my clit in and went to town, lapping at it roughly while shaking his head from side to side.
Within a minute, I felt my body starting to tense as the mother of all orgasms started to race through my body. I deep throated his cock as I groaned with lust, refusing to remove it until I felt the need to breathe. He continued to lash at my clit, I took one last deep breath and throated his cock as the world exploded. I felt my pussy spasming as my legs started to shudder. Never before had I felt an orgasm like this one. As the first wave crashed through my body and shook my pussy, I felt something new. My pussy was ejaculating, for the first time ever. My cum rained down on his chin in one hot spurt after another. Jim was so shocked that I felt his cock stiffen to the point of exploding, relax minutely, then he groaned “oh my god you’re squirting!”. That was all that it took. As the last of my orgasms were coursing through my body, he grabbed my head, forced it down on his cock a few times, and exploded deep down my throat.
I shook with the aftermath of all that I had just gone through. As many times as I had tried to ejaculate while cumming, it had never happened until now. I removed my pussy from his face after swallowing his cum and giving his cock one last suck, and turned to look at him. He was busy pushing the milky white stuff off his chin with his fingers, and into his mouth. Crawling my way up his body, I pushed his hand out of the way, leaned in, and took a long swipe at my juices with my tongue. Tracing a trail up his chin, he opened his mouth and sucked my cum from my tongue as my pussy continued to twitch, its pulsating slowing with each second that ticked by.
We spent a few moments removing my cum from his chin and sharing it, then I worked my way down his body with my tongue, licking up the remnants of his first orgasm mixed with my pussy juices. As I reached his slowly softening cock, I saw a small bit of his cum oozing from the tip. Gently, I licked it off, gave the head of his cock one last kiss, and returned to his side.
We gazed at each other, trying to catch our breath. What I always thought of as “mission impossible” with me being able to ejaculate, had just been accomplished. As I lay with my head on his chest, my pussy still twitching every now and then, I drifted off into sleep replaying the feeling of the best orgasm ever.
The End
Through His Eyes
His fantasy is simple. He enjoys asking me to do things, and then describe it in detail.
I’m very shy, but something about his requests excite me. The first one should have been easy for me to do. It was to leave the house without any panties on. That simple request had me blushing from head to toe, but I did it. It was a rush to have a secret that only the two of us knew.
His fantasy works for me. I like knowing that my actions are turning him on. It excites me when he asks me to do things that stretch me, and everything he has asked me to do, has stretched me.
So when he asked me to masturbate for him, I wasn’t surprised. I had done that for him before. I had gone to bed that night, and touched myself for him. The next day I described my quiet nature, and how I wrapped myself in a sheet, and touch myself gently. What really surprised me was how he asked me to masturbate this time.
He typed into our chat, “You should relax more and enjoy. Be a bit crazy.”
My face began to blush a new shade of red, but I asked, “How?”
“Do you have a mirror in your room? Get naked and, look at yourself. Touch yourself, and play a little. Then get your toy, play with it a bit. Get excited, and then…” I felt nervous at his pause. A few seconds later he typed, “Ride it on all fours.”
I was beyond nervous with his new idea, but so turned on. Something about him asking me to do these wild things was very exciting, and he knew it too.
“You said you’re usually conservative about touching yourself. There’s nothing wrong with that of course, but I want you to challenge yourself and try something new.”
My response was the same as always. I blushed, and typed into our chat box, “OK.”
“Good.
"
I was turned on by our conversation already, but he added more fuel to the fire.
“Do you know what I’d like you to do right now?”
That question always has me flustered and excited, “What?”
“Take off your panties for me.”
I felt awkward, and so naughty. He knew that my roommate was in the same room, so I told him that I would be back in a minute. When I returned we talked for a bit longer, and then he had another request.
“I’d like you to reach down your skirt and touch yourself now.”
My mouth fell open looking at the screen, “I can’t… My roommate…”
“OK
"
He enjoys when I tell him my thoughts and emotions, and I told him that made me blush. We continued to keep the conversation heated, and I was dying. After a few minutes my roommate’s TV show went to commercial, and she stood up to use the restroom.
“She just left the room!”
“Feel yourself, and tell me what it’s like.”
My hand slid down my skirt, and my fingers plunged into my slit. I was soaking wet, and rubbed my clit with fervor. When I heard the toilet flush from down the hall I pulled out my hand and took a few deep breaths to calm myself down.
“Oh, God,” I typed into the box as she walked into the room. My face was on fire, so I kept my head down.
“Is she back?”
“Yeah…”
“How was it?”
I was glad that my roommate was so involved in her show, because I don’t think I could hide what I was feeling, “Hot and wet.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, I’m soaking. I feel so dangerous, and want to touch myself again.”
“Not until tonight.”
My jaw dropped. I was so turned on, and he was getting a great amount of pleasure from my miserable state. He knew what he was doing.
He didn’t let me calm down much either. By the end of our chat I was on fire. When our conversation ended, I closed our chat box, and headed to my room.
I couldn’t believe what I was going to be doing. I lit a few candles, and then pulled a sheet out of the closet, and laid it out on my bed. I shut the door, and turned off the light, and then stood in front of my bedroom mirror.
It was dark, but I could see my shadowed self in the orange tint of the candles. I looked at the outfit I was wearing, and turned around watching the mirror. I ran my hands across the soft fabric of my black shirt, and then down the coarse material of my skirt.
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I slid off my shirt, and set it aside. I did the same thing as before, watching myself in the mirror as I turned. I watched my hands as they moved around my body. I bit my lip a little as I began to fondle my breasts through the bra. I reached behind me and undid the clasp, and watched it fall to the floor.
I’ve seen myself naked before, every day when I take a shower I see myself in the mirror before I get in, but this was so different. I was looking at myself with different eyes. I was experiencing it through his. I began to think about the conversation from earlier.
I ran my hands down my belly, and was thinking about how wet I had been when he asked me to touch myself. I watched my hand disappear into my skirt, and felt my finger slide against my slit. I was still very wet, and my finger moved between my pussy lips easily. It felt odd, but very sexy to be able to watch my hand move under the fabric.
My heart was racing, as I thought about his words, “Get naked, and look at yourself. Touch yourself, and play a little.” I was nervous again. The skirt was my last barrier to that idea. I took a breath, and pulled my skirt down and just looked at myself.
I crawled onto my bed and sat back on my feet so I could watch myself explore. I thought about how I would tell him about my hand squeezing my breasts, and then my fingers running against the edges of my nipples. I gave them a twist and watch as they tightened. The fan in my room was on, and from that spot on my bed, I could feel it blow across my back. I let my imagination drift to the IM again, and was getting more turned on.
He knows that I love the feel of my mouth being touched, so I brought my fingers up to my lips. I wanted to have that sweet feel of them being tugged on, and let my tongue slide out to suck my fingers in. I didn’t remember at the moment that they would taste like me… I’ve tasted myself like that before, by accident, but what I’ve never done is gone back.
Something about the night, and thinking about telling him, made me want to experience everything I could. I watched as I put my fingers back down between my legs, and swirled them around. I brought them up and looked at them in front of my face. They were sticky and coated.
I felt a pang of nervousness in my stomach as I watched the mirror, and saw my tongue lick them tentatively into my mouth. The flavor was sweet, and I felt so naughty. I felt a new rush of color to my face as I began to blush. I watched my cheeks as my mouth sucked in my fingers, and I licked them clean. It was exciting to me, and I hoped he would enjoy thinking about me doing these things for him. I was more than ready to pull out my toy. Nervousness crept in again thinking about watching. I picked it up and looked at the long rubber shaft. I had another wild whim, and decided to put it into my mouth. It didn’t taste as sweet as my fingers, but the thought was funny to me. I watched myself lick it to be wet, and then let it slide down my body between my breasts, and then further to my slit. I watched the toy slide against me, for a few moments getting it even wetter, and then moved it inside of me.
I went slowly and not very deep at first, causing a nice buildup, before I began to thrust it a deeper. I got up on my knees and spread my legs so I could see my pussy spread in the mirror. It was pink, and glistening.
I was excited when I began to think about describing the moment to him. I began to push my toy inside of me, and watched it slide back down. It was mesmerizing to see it disappear, and then reappear over and over again.
I could have cum from that, but I knew the other part of his request was to “Ride it on all fours.” I was trying to think of how to do that. I slid back on the bed, and put my hand down in front of me, with my butt up in the air, and began to plunge the toy inside of me. From that position it hit me deep, and the feeling was amazing as it moved across the inside of me.
I had to rest on my front shoulder, and didn’t have a good view at all. I wanted to have both hands on the bed as I let the toy go in and out of me, how I pictured in his description.
I took one of my pillows and folded it half, and set it under the sheet. I straddled the pillow, and slid my toy back inside of me. It was an amazing sensation, almost perfect. Not only was it was tall enough so that the toy wouldn’t fall out when I moved, it gave me something to rub my hard clit against, and a very good view. I looked at myself in the mirror, and watched my breasts sway, and my hips rock back and forth.
It felt so nice, and was thinking about how happy it would make him. My pussy was rubbing back and forth on the pillow, and I was starting to make the bed move. I got nervous about the banging, but at the same time I didn’t care. The noise was making me want to go faster and harder.
I tried to keep my eyes open, but it wasn’t easy to stay focused. The feeling was indescribable. I pushed myself up so I could use my hands on my breasts and face, and rode my toy hard and fast, how I knew he would want.
I watched my face change as I rode. My cheeks were flushed, and my whole body was getting very hot. Every time the fan would blow against me, I would feel a tingling sensation because the air felt so cold.
I had to remind myself to not let out much noise, but I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips. I was so close to coming, and it felt so good. I put my hand back onto my toy, and shifted so I could have it rubbing hard against the outside of my body.
I closed my eyes, and bit my lip as I came. It was a very intense experience. I was out of breath, and my whole body was on fire. I was completely exhausted, but totally content. I slumped onto my bed, and continued to let my hands move over my body while I thought about how I would tell him the next day.
I had never felt anything like it before, and enjoyed writing the story in my mind of what I would share with him. I hoped he would enjoy it as much as I had.
The End
Good Night And Sweet Dreams
By Any Other Name
It was on a nice and quiet Monday night within Gotham City,New Jersey–for once–that the Daring Daredoll known as Batgirl had placed her hands on her hips,taken a good look at the city’s beautiful skyline with a small smile on her lips and thought to herself,*Just think about it,Dad.If we keep this winning streak up,you would finally be able to retire and never become this city’s police commissioner ever again.*,just before a sudden sound from her own utility belt had caused the one costumed crimefighter whose name actually was Barbara Gordon to take a cell-phone out of the belt,placed it to her ear and said,“Hi,Bruce.I was wondering when you would finally be able to call.”
“I know and I am also glad that the three of us were able to put both The Joker and Harley Quinn right back inside Arkham Asylum where they belong.However,we had only gotten half the job done.",that was what a certain Darknight Detective known as the Batman had said while he was sitting in his chair inside the Batcave which was underneath Wayne Manor,causing the confused Batgirl to ask,“What are you talking about,Bruce?",before the Caped Crusader whose real name happens to be Mister Bruce Wayne himself had gazed his own masked eyes upon the information on the computer screen and said,“What I’m talking about is this,Barbara.Another loon has escaped from Arkham.The name of that loon happens to be Miss Pamela Isley,who also happens to be known as Poison Ivy and she had gotten herself released with some paperwork that has been signed and authorized by a Doctor Harleen Quinzell.”
“Oh,this is just fucking great!We had already take care of one evil bitch,only to have some dumb-ass prick who is still working at Arkham to kick a second one out!I mean,what’s wrong with those assholes?Don’t they actually know how to read?",that was the question that a pissed-off Barbara had asked before the Gotham Guardian had let out a sigh and said,“To tell you the truth,Barbara.I really don’t blame you.However,I do have one little bit of advice to give you.If you’re thinking on going after Ivy by yourself,please do yourself a favor and be carefull because there really is no way of telling what type of tricks she may have up her sleeve this time.”
“To tell you the truth,Bruce.I really don’t blame you.Good night.",that was what the Batgirl had said before she had placed her cell-phone back inside her utility belt,started looking around the entire skyline from her rooftop perch and thought to herself,*Okay,if I’m a certain plant-loving eco-terrorist bitch who allows herself to be called ‘Poison Ivy’,where would I be right now?*And after a small smile had appeared on her lips and she had snapped her fingers,the Daring Daredoll had leaped off from her perch and used the line from her belt to swing herself all the way to the one place where she had realized that Ivy would be found at and that place just happens to be the floral research laboratory within the Gotham City Bactanical Gardens,where the particular crazed plant-lady had used some plant toxin to put the guards to sleep permanently in order to let her trash the place.
But while she was doing that,a bat-shaped figure has appeared from out of nowhere,cleared her throat and said,“Hello,Ivy!I was wondering when all of that eco-terrorism that you had been causing so far is going to take its tow on you!",before a confused Ivy had turned herself around and noticed that it was actually the Batgirl who had just arrived in order to stop Ivy’s latest sinister plans,only to have a devilish smile appear on Ivy’s lips and allow herself to laugh her brains out,causing the confused Batgirl to look at the crminal plant lady with a small smile on her own lips and say,“Okay,Ivy!What the fucking hell is so freaking funny?”
“Why,it is quite simple,my dear little mouse!I was hoping to snare myself a Batman with my little trap but since he is unable to make an appearence,I guess that you will have to do!",that was the answer that a sinister-smiling Ivy had given the one costumed crimefighter who was actually the daughter of Gotham City Police Commissioner James Worthington Gordon,only to have her place herself in a self-defense pose and say,“That’s wht you think,Ivy!Because I’m going to ship your skanky ass right straight back to Arkham…RIGHT NOW!“But after she had launched herself at her target and was about to give that target a hard karate kick to the face,Ivy had grabbed a firm hold of the Batgirl’s ankle,looked at the shocked Daring Daredoll with such devilish glee and said,“Well-well-well!What do you know?It looks like I had remembered to have myself a good breakfast today!”
And of course,that was before the surprisingly super-strong plant lady had started swinging and smashing the helpless Batgirl real hard into a pair of walls at least six times and slammed her down real hard on the floor before a devilishly-gleefull Poison Ivy had lifted the unconscious Batgirl up into her arms and said,“Now,you little batbitch!Where were we?Oh,yes!Now,I remember!“Meanwhile back inside the Batcave,the Batman’s own crime-fighting junior partner known as Robin,The Teen Wonder had rode his motorcycle into the cave,stopped in front of Bruce Wayne’s ever-faithfull butler whose name happens to be Alfred Pennyworth and said,“Well,I had scaned each and every part of Gotham State University for any sign of Batgirl or Barbara Gordon.As a matter of fact,Commissioner Gordon had sent a certain slob of a detective known as Harvey Bullock over to check up on her.You know,the whole unanswered-phone-calls-from-Daddy type of thing?”
“And both you and Harvey were unable to find any sign of her.Am I right?",that was the question that the curious Batman has asked to his junior partner,who had let out a sigh and answered,“I hate to burst your bubble like this,Bruce.But the answer is ‘yes’.",causing poor Bruce to place his hand on his forehead,let out a sigh and say,“Jim is going to have my ass for this.",before the ever-so-faithfull Alfred had placed his gentle hand on his master’s shoulder and said,“That is only if he is able to figure your secret out,Sir.“But that was before the Gotham Guardian and his two friends had glanced upon the local news website and noticed a story about the Gotham City Bactanical Gardens’ own security cameras had captured a super-strong Poison Ivy doing total bodily harm to a helpless Batgirl and making her escape with her,causing a shocked Robin to place his hand on the top of his head and said,“Wholly shit!That’s really got to hurt!",before the Batman had taken a closer look at the image on the screen and said,“Her hideout is nearby!”
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Just then,inside one of the rooms within an abndoned warehouse,the Batgirl had finally woken herself up from her little nap,only to have herself discover that she has been stripped bare-ass naked and her wrists and ankles had been chained to two steel pillars.And after she had tried to free herself from her bondage without any success,a devilishly-gleefull Poison Ivy had stepped into the room in only soft olive green lace robe,gazed her sinister eyes upon her helpless victim and asked,“What’s wrong,Barbara?Don’t you feel quite at home in here?Oh,but what am I saying?Of course,you don’t!At least,not yet!“And after she had stepped back out of the room,Ivy had stepped back inside with a young and beautiful raven-haired nude female and a young and handsome dark-brown-haired male just in time for the look of pure shock to appear in Barbara’s eyes because the nude female was pumping two of her fingers in and out of her hot,wet pussy and carressing her own tits with the other hand and the nude male was stroking his stiff cock and they were both doing so with the blank stare in their eyes.
That had caused the wide-eyed Poison Ivy to place her hand on her chest and say,“Oh,my goodness!Where are my manners?Barbara Gordon,say ‘hello’ to Melissa Sorkin and Kevin Hamill!He’s not as handsome as a certain Mister Harvey Dent before Rupert Thorne had caused him to become Two-Face but that’s what he deserved for destroying those poor defenseless rare orchids just to build that dreadfull Stonegate Prison of his!Speaking of rare orchids,they had just taken a whiff of the wonderous sweet vapor of the rarest orchid of them all.You see,its vapor just happens to be a really powerfull aphrodisiac.Do you not agree that the smell of the vapor is so sweet,Barbara?”
And after the devilishly-gleefull Poison Ivy had placed that really rare orchid underneath his helpless victim’s nose and poor Barbara had no choice but to take a whiff of the vapor,it had caused the poor helpless Batgirl to suddenly become woozy and unable to fight back just in time for that sinister plant lady to place her hand underneath Barbara’s chin,lift up her head and say,“And now,Barbara!It is time for you to recieve your special gift!",before Ivy had moved herself out of the way and allowed Melissa to move herself closer to Barbara,kiss her ever so passionately on the lips and start licking all over her nude body–all the way down to her hot and steamy cunt and carressing her firm breasts just in time for Ivy to open her robe,allow it slip off her nude body,place herself in front of Kevin and allowed him to place his stone hard dick inside her asshole and his hands on her stiff mounds.
And then,after Ivy had placed one of her hands on Kevin’s naked thigh and the other hand on his bare shoulder and said,“Aaaahhhh,yeeeessss!That’s it!Do it,Kevin!Touch me!Touch me there!Fuck me in the ass while Melissa sucks Barbara’s wet pussy dry!Aaaahhhh!",they had moved themselves closer to Melissa and Barbara just in time for Ivy to place one of her hands on Melissa’s bare back and the other hand on Barbara’s bare shoulder and start sucking on her tits.And after she had noticed that it was causing poor Barbara to have no choice but to allow a single tear to run down her cheek,the sinister plant lady had gently wiped the tear from Barbara’s cheek and said,“Oooohhhh!Now,Barbara!There’s no need…for tears!Besides,you are like…a beau…tiful rose!And its like…Shakesphere would always…say,‘A rose…by any other name…would smell as…sweet!Aaaahhhh!”
Then,after Kevin had taken his stiff cock out of Ivy’s backside and placed it inside Barbara’s asshole and his hands on her exposed tits,Ivy had allowed Melissa to start licking on her pussy and carressing her firm breasts,placed two of her fingers inside Barbara’s snatch,slowly licked her lips and said,“Come on,Barbara!Admit it!You really do enjoy it!You really do want us to fuck the living shit out of you!Do you,Barbara?",causing poor Barbara to become so sexually-energized that she had no choice but to close her eyes and yell at the top of her lungs,“AAAAHHHH,YES!I DO ENJOY IT!I REALLY DO WANT YOU TO FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME AND MAKE ME WANNA CUM!AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!”
And after the sinister Poison Ivy and her three helpless fuck-slaves had started moving themsleves harder and faster until they had all finally came and Ivy and two of her mind-controlled slaves had collapsed due to exhaustion,the devilishly-gleefull plant lady had gotten herself back up to her feet,placed her gentle hand on Barbara’s cheek and said,“And now,dear sweet Barbara!It is time for you to recieve one more whiff of my darling little baby!",only to have her turn around and discover that the rarest of all orchids had suddenly disappeared,causing the enraged Ivy to look around the entire room and yell at the top of her lungs,“BATMAN,YOU POINTY-EARED SON-OF-A-BITCH!WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY BABY?”
That had caused the grim-looking Darknight Detective to step out of his hiding place with the orchid in his hands and ask,“Wouldn’t you like to know,you skanky bitch?“And after he had opened a window,the enraged Caped Crusader had handed the orchid to the equally-pissed-off Teen Wonder,who had looked at a shocked Poison Ivy and growled,“THE ANTIDOTE FOR THE WEED!WHAT’S IT GOING TO BE,BITCH?“And after the trade has been made and a teary-eyed Ivy had wrapped her arms around the pot that has the orchid inside it,both the Batman and Robin had given Kevin,Melissa and Barbara the antidote just in time for her to take a look at what Ivy was doing and say,“She’s really bananas,you know that?”
“You’re not getting any objection from me on that subject.",that was the answer that the Gotham Guardian had given Barbara after he had freed her from her bondage just in time for her to look at the still-unconscious Kevin and Melissa and ask,“What’s going to happen to them?",causing the Batman to take a deep breath and answer,“Don’t worry about them.I’m sure that as soon as they get better,Bruce Wayne will give Lucius Fox a call and get them jobs at Wayne Enterprises.As for Ivy,she’s finally going back to Arkham where she belongs.But what about you?Are you going to be okay?",only to have a teary-eyed Barbara place her head on the Darknight Detective’s chest and her hand on his shoulder and answered,“That’s just it,Bruce!I just don’t know anymore!”
The End