Shared Risk, Shared Reward update

Bruce felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into this fantasy, this sexual dreamland that his senses proved real no matter how impossible it seemed. And it was so fantastic it had to be impossible. Two beautiful women at once, both of them incredible cocksuckers, both of them desperate for his cum. 

He moaned and heaved, trying to hold back how much he loved having the two hot bitches licking and sucking all of his rock-hard erection. He forced himself to open his eyes, committing to memory the sight of the two exotic beauties that knelt in front of him to worship his cock.

By now Harley was just staring at how Selina plunged herself up and down on his massive cock, as if hypnotized, entranced by how readily Selina throated it despite the unavoidable gurgling as her throat was strained by his thick erection. 

Bruce reached down to her, ushering Harley up her feet, then cupping a pert tit in one palm. He fondled Harley’s supple breast, making her moan and simper. With his other hand he caressed the pretty features of her face, tracing her pink lips with his forefinger. She immediately took his finger into his mouth and sucked it like Selina was doing to his phallus.

In fact, Selina was pulling herself up off his length until his knob was between her cheeks. She flicked her amazing tongue all around his glans, bathing the underside of his cockhead, mewling and moaning as she lapped up his precum like a kitten enjoying a bowl of cream.

But even as Bruce moved to cup Harley’s petite face, his thumb going into her mouth possessively, demanding that she suck for him, she couldn’t look away from the sight of Selina down on her knees, throating Batman’s prick. Her heart pounded as she watched it, Selina’s chin right down between his engorged balls, her throat working as she struggled to keep swallowing the thick heft of his erection and all the precum it fed her. 

Selina, in turn, looked up to see how Bruce was handling Harley’s chest and gorgeous face. She was dying to reach out and help him grope Harley’s fine young body. But Bruce’s cock was too enticing. She squeezed at the broad base, holding the shaft straight up into the air for her to bob her head on, up and down, her lips sliding and sucking and twisting around his length as she gulped and gulped.

“Hnnngh!” Bruce groaned, taking his hand from Harley’s face to rest it on the back of Selina’s head. Harley grabbed it back, putting it with his other hand on her perky tits.

“I can make her suck,” Harley cooed. “But you’ve got those nice big hands that can really feel me up!”

Bruce half-grinned. “Just hold her still. I’m going to fuck her face. Let you see what you’re in for when Selina can’t take anymore.”

Selina gagged, obviously protesting the notion that she would ever let up on his cock. Harley leaned on her head, using her like a kickstand to support her weight while Bruce rocked his hips, pumping himself into Selina’s open mouth. She sucked greedily on all he gave her, held in place by Harley and trying desperately to tighten her wet lips on Bruce’s cock, increase his pleasure as he fucked her face.

Selina didn’t know where to look. She was absorbed in Bruce’s thick cock, how it burgeoned in front of her face before he pistoned his hips and thrust it back into her mouth, down her throat. But she was also drawn to the sight of Harley standing next to Bruce, rubbing herself against the man she loved, small perfect breasts brushing against his side and making Selina think of lovebirds flying over something. 

Giving out a low groan, Selina pushed Harley’s hands away and pulled her mouth free of Bruce’s cock, running her hands over his chest instead. She could feel the warmth of his body through the armor, the pounding of his heart dwarfing hers. How could she not be a slave to such immense lust?

“Your turn,” Selina said, licking her lips, fisting both Harley’s pigtails in one hand and then pushing down with her fist on the top of Harley’s head.

Harley circled both her small hands around Bruce’s endowment, licking puckishly at the swollen cockhead. The taste of his precum and Selina’s own tart mouthwash gave way to the feeling of hard, hot manhood into her lips, pounding against her tongue and the roof of her mouth and the insides of her teeth. Having a man wrapped up in her sucking mouth always turned her on so much. 

Her own body trembled as she worked her tongue around his shaft, spiraling it all down his length as she sputtered her way down to his root. She noticed Selina was breathing tightly too as Harley throated that huge prick, stretching the insides of her throat around it like she was making herself a fucktoy just for him.

Harley had to give him more, do more for him. Her submissive side was flaring inside her, turning her on immensely, rewarding her with dopamine the more subservient she was to him. She pressed her breasts against Bruce’s thigh, dragging them along the corded muscles of his legs as she pitched her mouth up and down on his erection. 

Then she felt her soft breast brush against cool leather—the glove over the back of Selina’s hand. Selina didn’t move it. She kept kneading Bruce’s thigh, adding to his pleasure, as Harley rubbed her aching nipple against Selina’s knuckles.

Then Selina turned her hand, taking Harley’s breast into it, the blonde’s chest pinning her gloved hand against Bruce’s leg. She squeezed, fingers gently stroking, touching Harley’s naked flesh with the pads of her fingers instead of the claws over them. Her eyes met Harley’s and she eased her grip, while also using her claws—pricking the points of them on Harley’s creamy mound without breaking the skin. 

“You’ve got nice tits, Harley,” Selina husked, between kissing at Bruce’s armored pecs. “Can kitty play with them or are they all for the Bat?”

“Both of you,” Harley whispered, surprised herself at how much Selina’s gentle touch got to her. She’d thought she was into Batman, but Selina felt just as nice, made her feel just as good. “Both of you can do whatever you want to me! Just let me have your cum!”

“Then go and get it,” Bruce groaned, one hand on Harley’s head, pressing her down onto his cock, while the other went on Selina’s, moving her down onto her knees. 

She knelt behind Harley, wrapping her arms around the blonde to fondle her chest, kiss her neck, all while she moaned on Bruce’s prick—“Mmmm!”—her chin brushing against his engorged scrotum as she took it all, every inch of his shaft.

Bruce’s muscles tensed, the sight of the lusciously naked Selina playing with Harley’s bare flesh stroking his lust, already burning with Harley’s sloppy enthusiasm in deep-throating him. He knew the combination would prove too much for even his self-control. Harley hummed around his cockhead and he felt Selina purr too as she licked at Harley’s milk-white cheek. Bruce thrust his hips up, his cock swelling to the bursting point as he buried it in Harley’s gullet.

“It’s time,” he groaned. “Share.”

“Mmmph!” Gagging a little, feeling permanently stretched from having throated Bruce, Harley slurped her way up from the base of Bruce’s prick and popped her pert lips right off his cockhead. As much as she wanted to have him come down her throat, she wanted to share having her face plastered with Selina even more.

“Come for us, Batsy!”

“Come for both of us.” Selina’s face was cheek to cheek with Harley, mouth open, tongue lolling out.