Shared Risk, Shared Reward update

A bounce in her step, Harley flounced over to where Selina was kneeling before Bruce, barely able to contain her growing excitement. She had no sooner come into range than Bruce struck like a cobra, his right hand lashing out and catching Harley by her bounding pigtails. He pulled her into a kiss, his big arms wrapping around her slender body. Selina looked up at the embrace, watching as Bruce thrust his tongue into Harley’s mouth—she held her breath as her pussy throbbed with arousal. She knew Harley was feeling the same way.

Selina leaned over to Harley’s bubble butt, kissing it through the booty shorts Harley seemed inseparable from—not that she expected Harley to notice when Bruce was giving her a kiss to smear her lipstick and bring tears to her kohl-covered eyes, instantly turning Harley into the hot mess she could only pretend not to be. 

And while Harley was distracted, Selina tugged down her shorts a ways, exposing her skimpy red panties. She bit their waistband, tugged at them, including herself in the passionate make-out session her two lovers were having themselves. Finally, she flicked a claw between Harley’s legs, letting her feel its sharpness travel from her slit to her anus without truly biting into the flesh—only tickling her through her thin clothing.

Harley’s eyes rolled in her skull as her head drifted back. “Wowie, Bats… wow…”

Selina came up behind her like a cat on a mouse, reaching around Harley’s petite body to begin undoing the front of her corset. “You’ve always wanted him, Harl. You’ve always wondered what the two of us do when he catches me. Ready to find out?” 

Roughly, she cupped Harley’s face and twisted her head, bringing her around far enough to pounce on her lips. Harley squealed as Selina devoured her just as Bruce had, turning her once pristine lipstick in a vivid slash on her pale face.

Bruce was not idle. He leaned down to Harley’s throat, vampirically brushing his unshaven jaw against Harley’s cute features, his breath on her neck, all while Selina sucked on her tongue. “You’re going to be a good girl for me, Harley. A good girl for Selina and I to fuck.”

Selina tugged Harley’s corset top open. Harley could only gibber and drool as Bruce and Selina worked as one: Selina gently kissed Harley’s throat while her hands delved down into Harley’s shorts, fondling her pussy and massaging her thigh. Bruce’s big hands overwhelmed Harley’s pert breasts, squeezing them almost painfully rough, while his teeth sunk into the other side of Harley’s neck. 

She could only squeeze her thighs together and try to weather the storm of lust that had come out of nowhere to flatten her sense of self. Harley felt like nothing more than a sexual plaything for the two of them. That was all she wanted to be.

Selina pushed her hips into Harley’s ass, pressing the girl’s mound hard against Bruce’s massive bulk. Her sex throbbed harder than ever as Harley felt Selina’s warm flesh at her back, Bruce’s hard armor in front of her—his cock pulsing insistently at her belly. Outside her body, it reached nearly to her breasts. Inside her, Harley couldn’t fathom where it would go.

Harley couldn’t take anymore. Her pussy was wet, her clit burning a hole in her shorts. She slapped frantically at Bruce’s looming body. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

Selina put a stop to that, catching Harley’s tongue between her thumb and forefinger. She pulled it out into the open, then kissed it—letting Harley taste Bruce’s musk off her own cocksucking lips.

“Good girls don’t get fucked until they suck,” Selina purred into Harley’s ear. “Ever given someone a blowjob sandwich?”

Harley could only nod desperately. “No, yes… I wanna taste him… he’s so big…”

Selina nibbled Harley’s ear. “Then we’ll suck him.” Harley shuddered ecstatically. “Both of us.”

She dragged her forefinger’s claw in an X over Harley’s clit, Harley keening and laughing hysterically and panting for breath as Selina kept her on the verge of orgasm with a dominatrix’s patience.

“You don’t get to come until he gives you his seed,” Selina hissed in Harley’s ear. Harley nodded frantically once more. Together, she and Selina looked at Bruce. Harley’s eyes teary, pleading. Selina’s cool, in control. “Have a seat, Bat. You deserve to take a load off; you’ve worked hard tonight. We’ll take care of everything.”

Underneath his cool exterior, even Bruce was affected by how easily and ruthlessly Selina had seduced Harley. His pulse pounded in his temples. He didn’t know if he could control himself and he didn’t know if Harley could take him out of control. He sat on a nearby chimney, bracing his hands on the brickwork to keep himself from doing more. His fully hard erection towered out of his fly, twitching and dripping precum, waiting for Harley and Selina like the artifact in some museum heist. 

“Oh Gawd,” Harley moaned. She could see it stiffening, feel Bruce’s eyes on her and know he was drinking in her half-naked body, his lust focusing on her and Selina like a heavy weight on their shoulders. Only it wasn’t crushing them, it was pulling them closer and closer to that. “It’s so big! I don’t know if I can take it all!”

“Take as much as you can,” Selina suggested. “I’ll help you with the rest. We’ll both have his big, fat cock.”

As they walked up to Bruce, Harley’s arm was around Selina’s waist and Selina’s hand was in the backpocket of Harley’s shorts. Harley hardly felt the voluptuous buttocks that were under her hand, despite the many times she’d admired Selina’s leather-clad ass, but it distantly comforted her. She really was intimidated by the huge cock Batman had brought to bear. It helped to know that sexy, slinky Catwoman was there to help her tame it. Or at least survive it.

Suddenly, Harley felt Selina’s claws prick into her ass. She yelped and just like that, Selina had caught Harley’s chin with her other hand. Harley knew then that Selina could claw her face off if she wanted to.

“Remember,” Selina warned, “be a good girl.”

Harley gulped. “After this is over, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop being your good girl… ‘specially if you get your claws int’a me a little deeper!”

Selina grinned and kissed her—darting her sweet tongue into Harley’s mouth as their bodies roiled together. This time, all Harley tasted was Selina. She would’ve swooned except Selina dragged her claws up Harley’s ass, cutting five tears into her shorts.

“Suck him, Harley,” she said. “Eat his cock and get his cum.”

***

Bruce stared into Selina’s jade-green eyes, watching her even as Harley’s tongue swirled around his stony erection. Harley was as obvious as ever, making it easy to tell how egregiously she enjoyed suckling him. As she gorged herself on his cock, breathy gasps and hungry moans spilled out of her, making a production of how she nearly choked herself getting all she could of his prick.

But it would take more than that to pull Bruce’s eyes off Selina. He watched as she opened her unzipped catsuit, peeling the tight material off of her perfect body. Soon, she stood in front of him in only a purple bra and a set of panties that held her pubis, but only otherwise only bothered to conceal the vale between her buttocks.