Summary:
Still a virgin, Dick wants a traditional woman and traditional romance. What will
happen when he finds out that Batgirl and Batman are anything but traditional?
Only one year into college, Dick still lived at Wayne Manor. Bruce had offered to get him an apartment or “bachelor pad” however there didn’t seem to be much of a point. He spent his evenings fighting alongside Batman. Having to travel to an empty apartment wasn’t worthwhile.
On autumn morning he noticed that his mentor, Bruce Wayne, had his door locked. This wasn’t normal. Usually he left it open for Alfred to bring in breakfast and the morning paper. He slowly put his ear to the door and could hear the faint sound of music.
And giggling. And whimpers. And the sound of high heels hitting the tiles of Bruce’s bedroom. There was a secret door in the hallway. One that led to a one sided mirror in Bruce’s room. It was only to be used in emergencies. Dick investigated the scene.
It was Lisa Carson! The former bride of King Tut!
Perhaps Bruce was in trouble? Although judging by his position he seemed to have the opposite problem. He was wearing a silk bathrobe and admiring the view. Lisa’s hair was pulled back in a clip, the dark haired beauty was making eyes at Bruce. She wore a pair of dark colored stockings that were attached to a matching garter belt.
There were no panties. Instead she showed off her fully shaven pubic area. Later he would find out that she “waxed”. Completely bra-less she showed off her Hershey kiss nipples. Fully erect as she posed for Bruce who acted confident while sitting on the bed.
Dick’s heart was beating faster than Bruce’s. He could feel sweat drip down his forehead.
“I need you to fuck me, Bruce. You ditched me at dinner. And that dinner was just an excuse to do this to you.” Lisa said.
In some way this moment was beautiful to Dick. He watched as Bruce, with no sign of heavy concentration, inserted his middle finger into the beauty’s vagina while leaning down to give his mouth a chance to worship her clit. Lisa was ecstatic.
Dick wondered how long it had been since she had a lover like that. One that brought her fantasies to life.
She wasn’t afraid to give him direction. Muttering “That’s nice.” “Harder.” “Right there.” Bruce flipped back his silk robe and began stroking his own cock. As Robin he had seen Bruce naked in the showers. But never like this. Never aroused or sexual.
Dick could feel his own erection growing. He contemplated if he should give it his own form of attention. Or perhaps he should be watching to take notes. He had eyed Batgirl for some time. But even though she was only a few years younger than him, his inexperience made him feel like the sexual fantasies he had of her would remain that way until he learned to love a woman the way Bruce did.
“Oh. Oh. Bruce. Right there. I’m cumming!” Lisa screamed.
A brief moment after her orgasm ended, Lisa became conscious of Bruce slightly altering their position. Her stocking and heels still on he proceeded to position her in a 69 position. She skillfully placed both hands into the squeeze position and prepared for Bruce to thrust in her mouth …..when all of a sudden.
KNOCK. KNOCK.
“Alfred. By any chance could this wait? I’m in the middle of my morning meditation.” Bruce said.
“I suggested that, sir. However Commissioner Gordon and Chief O’Hara are here. There’s been a robbery at Wayne Enterprises potentially involving the Penguin. They insist on speaking to you.” Alfred said.
“I’ll be down in a moment.” Bruce said.
“Very well, sir.” Alfred said.
Lisa gave Bruce one last wank. He didn’t cum, and she sighed before getting off of the bed. She found her trench coat and slowly placed it on herself. She was accepting and forlorn.
“Well. One orgasm might just have to be all I ever get from Bruce Wayne. But it’s more than what most women get.” Lisa said.
“I hate that I wasted your time, Lisa.” Bruce said.
“I don’t think it was a waste of time, Bruce.” Lisa said.
She bent down and kissed his cheek.
“Let me know when you don’t have so many lives to live. I’ll be waiting.” Lisa said.
Lisa snuck out through the main bedroom door. She carried herself with little shame as she passed Alfred and Commissioner Gordon. Dick watched his mentor get dressed. For a moment he saw Bruce look into the one way mirror and he jolted back. Almost afraid that he was caught in the unpleasant act of watching a friend in their most intimate moments of privacy.
Still somewhere between shock and awe, Dick wished he could have raced into his bedroom to masturbate. However he also crept out of the secret entrance and made his way to the Batcave to discuss whatever Commissioner Gordon came over to say.
Later that evening. After a thorough examination of the crime scene at Wayne Enterprises Batman left Robin on the rooftop alone. Something was bothering him about this case. It was all over the headlines of the afternoon paper. Still Batgirl felt out of the loop, which wasn’t uncommon.
From the abandoned warehouse, she was supposed to be staking out a Hotel window. It was a rented room that belonged to one of Gotham’s recently merged crime families. She continued to take notes. Trying her best to hear what they were saying through a “bat bugging device” Robin had left inside.
They were fighting inside the room. Not physically. One man called the other a coward. He did look like a coward, Batgirl thought to herself.
Robin returned to the empty warehouse room. He was upset about something. She tried her best to ignore his glare.
“Batman needed to separate again?” Batgirl asked.
“We’ll talk about it later.” Robin said.
“Well he’s not here.” Batgirl said.
“I told you. Later.” Robin said.
Half of her equipment belonged to them. But the partnership did feel one sided.
She didn’t know their identity. They didn’t know hers.
Robin looked like he was about 19 years old. Batman looked like he was 33. Unless they were part of a weird Post World War II cult, it wasn’t likely that they were Father and Son. But their dynamic appeared that way.
“Mind your own business!” was heard from the stakeout scene.
“It doesn’t appear the two families are going to stay merged for much longer.” Batgirl said.
“They both trusted each other to get through the robbery. Now they don’t trust each other once the money is in hand.” Robin said.
“Very insightful.” Batgirl said.
Half of the men left the hotel room. They were done for the night.
“I’m not sure we’ll get any more tonight.” Batgirl said.
“You’re free to leave. But I’m staying here.” Robin said.
“Very loyal of you, Robin. But I’ll stay as well. I don’t have any other plans.” Batgirl said.
The phone rang in the stakeout hotel room.
“Yeah. 10 minutes.” The man said. “ They’re gone. But check to see that their cars left. You know which ones?”
“This could be the drop off.” Batgirl said.
“It could also be the Penguin.” Robin said.
They waited for five minutes. Then ten minutes. It wasn’t the Penguin. It was a woman.
“Loretta Caminga. Daughter of the head of the Caminga Crime Family.” Batgirl exclaimed.
“Her brothers just left the room. I wonder if she’s in on this too?” Robin said.
Loretta dropped her fur coat and showed off her lingerie. A corset and leggings. Similar to what was being worn by Playboy Bunnies at the mansion.
Robin put down his binoculars and looked away. Batgirl sat back and watched. Casually. While taking notes.
“Batgirl. I don’t believe that any of this is any of our business. Do you? Perhaps we should just leave it alone.”
Batgirl said nothing to Robin. As if he could leave if he wanted to.
“If they were ever to catch us watching we could be in a heap of trouble.” Robin said.
She laughed out loud.
“Both of these families would kill us for just being crimefighters. They’d be rewarded for it too.” Batgirl said.
“Did the other man leave?” Robin asked.
“No. I believe he’s joining in.” Batgirl said. “She’s putting on quite the show.”
She offered Robin her binoculars. He refused.
“Remember. You said it was your duty to stay.” Batgirl said.
Thirty minutes had passed. Robin practiced karate moves while Batgirl listened in. Both of the gangsters took turns with the woman in the woman. Holding her down. Putting their cocks in her mouth at once. Finishing on her chest. She wanted this. It was as if she in control more than they were.
“I believe they’re finished. She doesn’t seem to know about the robbery.” Batgirl said.
“We don’t have to report that to Batman.” Robin said.
“The act itself. No.” Batgirl said. “But it might be relevant that she is having a very consensual affair with both of those men.”
“This new era of sexual exploration. It’s no different than crime. Is it?” Robin mumbled.
“If you say so.” Batgirl said.
“You don’t think what they did was wrong?” Robin asked.
“None of them have prior commitments. And even if they did. They aren’t hurting the public by experimenting with pleasure.” Batgirl said.
“Most of my life I was taught that we should do...that… for love. And true love alone. Now it’s like the rules are being tossed out this very window.” Robin said.
“I suppose that you’ve never tried doing that, Robin?” Batgirl asked.
“Sex with a woman and another man?” Robin asked.
“No. Sex with another woman? Or a man?” Batgirl asked.
He looked back at her. She had a rather curious look on her face.
“I haven’t been in love before. Even then I don’t feel like I would rush into it. But when I do it will be with a woman that I find truly beautiful.” Robin said.
“What if you find that. And then there’s another beautiful woman that you meet. You don’t think it’s possible that you could fall in love with her too?” Batgirl asked.
“What are you getting at?” Robin asked.
“You’re younger than Batman. But sometimes you come across as more old fashioned. You remind me a bit of my grandfather.” Batgirl said.
“What do you mean?” Robin asked.
“Let’s see. Since I’ve worked with you, it’s come to our attention that Batman has shared his bed with Catwoman. Queenie and Cornelia. And Lydia Limpet. You don’t seem to think he’s a criminal. Do you?” Batgirl asked.
“That is his own business. We don’t discuss that.” Robin said.
“Outside of perhaps Catwoman. I’m not sure if he was in love with the others.” Batgirl said.
“Perhaps I choose to live my life in a different way. That’s all.” Robin said.
“Perhaps we all were like you once, Robin. Holding our bodies for true love. And realizing that we didn’t have to.” Batgirl said.
“Do you not believe in true love?” Robin asked.
“I believe you can fall in love with someone. I have myself. Several times. I just don’t feel like the use of my body has to be tied to it.” Batgirl said.
“So you’ve had sex with someone you didn’t love and …?” Robin asked.
“And it was still pleasurable?” Batgirl asked.
She nodded confidently.
“There was no heartbreak or lost feelings. It was just a very memorable night where we both released tension with each other.” Batgirl said.
Batgirl caught Robin looking at her differently. As if knowing that her body wasn’t as pure as he believed it to be.
“Are you in love with anyone now, Batgirl?” Robin asked.
She paused. It was Batman’s orders to remain silent about their personal lives. She had a more open approach.
“I am attracted to a few people right now. I’ve had a deep attraction to someone for some time. But I haven’t come forward with it.” Batgirl said.
“Why are you holding back?” Robin asked.
“I suppose it’s fear, really. If I reveal my attraction. Things begin to change for good. And I like where I’m at.” Batgirl said.
“What if you did get him?” Robin said.
“Then I guess I would be happy too.” Batgirl said.
“Until you found someone else that you had an attraction to?” Robin asked.
“In this new era, Robin. I’m not afraid to have sexual feelings for anyone. Or losing a partner for having feelings for someone new. My definition of true love is finding a connection with someone so great that any other connection, whether taken or fantasized about, just can’t compete with that mate.” Batgirl said.
There was silence. He didn’t mind getting back to the mission. Dick Grayson felt most at home when he was the sidekick. He loved watching the audience cheer on his parents. Their strength and admiration for their work made him feel proud to be part of the family. The part that assisted them into greatness.
The addition of Batgirl to the team reminded him of that feeling. She was as flexible as a yoga instructor but had the moves of a black belt in karate. He wasn’t sure of her age. She was probably only a few years older than him. But he felt young compared to her. Almost making his crush on her more innocent and harmless than an objective goal.
“Look over There! It’s the Penguin!” Robin said.
“You were right, Robin.” Batgirl said.
The stakeout room was filled with pink knockout gas.
They began to hide their stakeout supplies and quickly headed out of the building to reach the Hotel.
Robin and Batgirl entered the building through the fire escape. The young crimefighter saw her body in a different way than he had before. He was a virgin. She was not. Despite the age difference, he had fantasies of dating and even marrying her. She wanted a relationship that allowed her to be with another man if the night felt right.
He couldn’t imagine. Waiting at home. Looking at the clock. Knowing that she was late because she had met an attractive man that wanted to fuck her. But at the same time it aroused him. In a way that nothing else had before.
Pushing it into the back of his mind didn’t seem possible.
What if the person she was attracted to was him? They had shared some amazing times together. Batman often left them alone when they separated. And their friendship had only grown over the past several months. He felt like he knew Batgirl better than any girl in college. Even the ones he had gone on several dates with.
But would he be able to have sex with her knowing that other men had their cocks inside of her? Giving her pleasure that he had never given a woman before?
He debated this thought, visualizing every detail, as they got closer to the Penguin and his men. Batgirl walked outside of the hotel room. Robin gave her the thumbs up.
“Freeze Penguin!” Batgirl said.
“The police are on their way!” Robin said.
Unbeknownst to them the Penguin was not alone. He came with not just henchmen, but an rival crime family. Armed with machine guns. Ready to shoot them at any moment.
“Time to take you two away and finally get Batman!” Penguin said.
He shot a gas canister out of his umbrella. Robin did his best to kick it away. But it didn’t do much good. His ankle was in a tremendous amount of pain. But all of that would soon be gone as he began to inhale the Penguin’s knock out gas.
His last sight was an unconscious Batgirl slowly falling into the arms of the Penguin.
“Robin?” Robin?” Batman asked.
Robin looked at his surroundings. He was covered in rope. The room smelled. He realized that he was likely at the docks.
“Thank you, Batman.” Robin said.
He saw Penguin being handcuffed with the other crime family members. Meanwhile, Batgirl was talking to Commissioner Gordon. She looked happy to see him as he awakened.
“How long have I been out of it?” Robin asked.
“No more than 3 hours. Batgirl regained consciousness, escaped, and alerted the Police for us ” Batman said.
“Robin. Is your ankle okay?” Batgirl asked.
Batman looked at Robin’s ankle. It was swollen and he winced when Batman touched it.
“He kicked a canister that came from the Penguin’s umbrella.” Batgirl said.
“Brave move. However the force of power could have broken your ankle in half. You got lucky.” Batman said.
“We should take him to the hospital.” Batgirl said.
“I believe that we have the proper medical supplies to treat this in the Batcave.” Batman said.
“Very well. I will offer to escort him to the Batcave and help him. If you see fit.” Batgirl said.
“She did help us with the rescue, Batman. If both of us ever get dual ankle injuries. Perhaps we should show her the medical treatment center at the Batcave? To prevent us from being sent to an Emergency Room.” Robin said.
He noticed a look between Batman and Batgirl. Usually he was strictly against inviting others to the Batcave. But something changed his mind. He seemed extremely relieved to have her help. She seemed to feel his appreciation as well.
Batgirl and Batman seemed to discuss the case without asking for much of Robin’s input. Perhaps they were concerned about his injured ankle or the effect the sleep gas had on him. But they seemed to be having a good time together.
The telling moment was her reaction to Batman taking off her blindfold and repositioning her hair a bit as she watched him leave.
He spent half the night watching them talk to each other. Batman didn’t do anything to turn up the charm, but Robin could tell that she was somewhat charmed by him and the cave.
As Batman left to retrieve a new device, Robin saw Batgirl looking at Batman as he left.
“You think Batman is attractive?” Robin asked.
The statement was somewhat shocking. Very out of place for the well mannered Robin.
Still, Batgirl looked at him and shook her head. “He’s handsome. It would be ridiculous to deny that. I may be a feminist but I do appreciate a good man.”
Robin smiled. Despite a small pang of jealousy, he remained playful.
“You look like a younger version of him, Robin. If that makes you feel less insecure.” Batgirl said.
“Does that make me handsome?” Robin asked.
His face went red. He wanted to turn the comment into something else. Batman entered the cave with medical supplies. He saw Batgirl take in the sight of Batman. Was she thinking about how well built his body was? Wondering what the color of his hair was beneath the cowl? Admiring his costume?
“I received a Red Cross Safety Supervisor Certificate if you need my help, Batman.” Batgirl said.
“How was it, Batgirl? Robin planned on taking one later this summer.” Batman said.
Batgirl’s eyes darted to Robin. She knew that he was watching her in the act of eyeing Batman. This caused him to frown a bit.
Why did he invite her to come to the cave tonight? He had been injured before and allowed Alfred and Bruce to take care of him. Why bring her to this place if was she making him envious of Batman?
“It was an excellent course. Although revealing more details could give you clues to finding out my secret identity. Which I believe you said was off limits. Despite my offer.” Batgirl said.
“Please understand Batgirl. As tempting as your offer is. Knowing each other's identities increases the chance of it being used against us substantially.” Batman said.
“I understand Batman. It’s kind of you to keep that in mind.” Batgirl said.
Robin reminded himself that Batman was ultimately kind. And that envy was natural of any young man.
Batman and Batgirl worked together to tend to Robin’s injured ankle. There were slight moments where he caught Batman’s eyes lingering towards Batgirl’s lovely face. Just as he had admired her full costume form when she met them that evening.
“Excellent work, Batgirl.” Batman said.
“We’re lucky we found her, Batman.” Robin added.
“Fully agree.” Batman said.
The night passed on as Robin gave Batgirl a tour of the Batcave with Batman. As time passed by he felt more comfortable with the flirtations between Batgirl and Batman. It felt somewhat natural. Unlike women around Bruce Wayne, she wasn’t afraid to challenge him. And yet he never gave up his masculinity to make her feel comfortable. Infact she seemed to gravitate to it.
It was getting late. He wondered if Batgirl almost intended on spending the night. Robin was dead still but his heart began to race. This was all in his head. He was projecting the unfinished scene between Lisa and Bruce in their bedroom and waiting for it to happen between Batman and Batgirl.
Batman showed Batgirl a few buttons on the Batmobile. She pressed the wrong one creating a massive jet of fire. Her face was absolutely flushed as they laughed.
Her eyes looked at Robin who laughed with them. Then. As if she could read his mind, the superheroine looked down at Batman’s crotch.
Perhaps this was just a joke. The kind senior girls played on freshman boys. Perhaps she was interested in him and testing him. Batman was at least 9 years older than her. He responded with a confused look. To the point where she went back to taking notes on driving the Batmobile from Batman.
As the night continued, Batman had Alfred bring in delivery pizza. The three had yet to eat and Batgirl began to feast on the slice of pie as if it were the first meal she had had in years.
Batgirl had plenty of questions. She asked about cases she had heard of from their past. They shared what details they could.
“Robin. You should consider taking a hot tub when you can with that ankle. It would help with the swelling.” Batgirl said.
“I’ll be okay, Batgirl.” Robin said.
“She is right, Robin. The heat from a hot tub might get you to normal a bit faster if we act now.” Batman said.
“I could use one myself, actually.” Batgirl said.
“Unfortunately we only have men’s style swimsuits here, Batgirl.” Batman said.
“Incase we ever needed to swim on a mission. I always wear one underneath my costume.” Batgirl said.
“Remarkable. I wish I had thought of that when the Penguin stole the submarine in Gotham Harbor!” Batman said.
Robin raised an eyebrow. Being able to see Batgirl in her bathing suit was an unexpected treat. But sharing the tub with Batman made him wonder how far she wanted to go with either of them.
“It’ll be fun.” Batgirl said, rubbing his shoulder. “I’m not asking you to take off your underwear. It’s just a professional way to relax after a tiresome night.”
Robin looked at Batman. They’d never engaged in anything like this before. But Batman had a jovial smile on his face. They retreated to the locker room and put on their bathing suits which looked similar to their blue and green shorts they wore with their costume.
By the time they re-entered the cave, Robin was consumed with excitement.
Batman walked up to Batgirl. His tall frame towered over his partners. Batgirl attempted to not look at his muscular chest or shoulder, but her cheeks were rose red. Batman wore a blue speedo and Robin wore a green one, similar to the one he wore on patrol.
“I like your swimsuits.” Batgirl said.
“Feel free to use our locker room to get changed.” Batman said.
“It’s quite alright, Batman. I just need someone to unzip me.” Batgirl said.
“Would you like Robin or I to do the honors?” Batman asked.
“Either. The zipper is right here.’” Batgirl said.
She unclasped her silk cape and folded it. Waiting for either man to unzip her costume. Being a gentleman Batman took charge. Robin almost didn’t mind. He had a better view of her side profile as Batman found the zipper.
Sitting in silence, Robin watched Batman unzip her costume. Her beautiful breasts bounced out consumed in a tight spandex yellow bikini. He couldn’t tell if there was embarrassment or arousal on her face as Batman took in the view as well.
Batgirl focused on her remaining gloves as Robin continued to look at her. The cave did have moments where it was cold but her nipples were both pushing through the fabric. She pushed down the bottom half of her suit. Showing off her flexible legs and athletic butt.
Both men found it difficult to be professional at that moment.
“To the Bat-Spa?” Batman explained.
“It’s okay to admire the female form, Robin.” Batgirl said.
“I apologize for looking. You have an incredible body, Batgirl.” Robin said.
“Thank you Robin.” Batgirl said. “You look like you’ve worked out as well.”
Batman slowly entered the other side of the hot tub. He had a far larger than average bulge in his blue speedo that Batgirl took sight of. Another brief period of jealousy overcame him as he wondered if his childhood crush would use this moment to make romantic advancements with his best friend and mentor. At the same time, he felt a hormonal surge in his own swimming trunks just thinking of them advancing their relationship.
“Do you keep any gadgets in your swimsuit Batman?” Batgirl asked.
Robin couldn’t believe his ears.
“No. Although the thought has crossed my mind.” Batman said. “I believe I have everything I need to take care of all threats, Batgirl.”
Robin couldn’t believe the level of flirting between the two. This was more than just teasing. It was curiosity.
“Well. As the sign above here says Batman. ‘Bathing Suits Only In The Bat-tub’.” Batgirl said.
Batgirl closed her eyes and relaxed for a moment. Batman did as well.
“Perhaps at our next meeting we can decide if they’re optional. For next time.” Batgirl said.
“Robin. Would you be opposed to the motion to take that to vote?” Batman asked.
“It is the era to practice body positivity in all forms, Robin.” Batgirl mentioned.
“The confines of these suits are for the assumed uncomfort they bring to others.” Batman said.
“Very true, Batman. And you’re not uncomfortable around me, are you?” Batgirl asked.
Robin remained silent. Batgirl was normally dominant in her conversations. But there was a smug submissiveness in her tone with Batman. And an open door to a side very few saw.
“I don’t know if I feel comfortable taking my swimsuit in here. Even if I was alone I’m not sure I would.” Robin said.
“Where does your anxiousness come from, Robin?” Batgirl asked.
“Well, I might get cold when I get out?” Robin said.
“Then why don’t you wear a shirt or pants in the hot tub?” Batgirl asked.
“Gosh. I suppose you’re right Batgirl. Maybe I’m just afraid of others seeing my private areas.” Robin said.
Robin’s mind was racing. Was Batgirl encouraging him to take off his swimsuit? Where would this night end up? If the invitation for him to lose his virginity was on the table why was he so afraid to take it?
Or perhaps this was just part of the new age being created. Where it wasn’t about sex. It was simply about being open with your body.
Masks still on, Batman and Batgirl gazed at each other with a hunger in their eyes. Batgirl constantly repositioned herself on her seat which made her tits bounce up and down. He had seen the look in Batman’s eye. Usually he let whatever come to him make the first move so he could counteract. However it looked like he was devising a plan.
“I suggest we take a vote. As the rules were made before Batgirl came here. And without any votes belonging to a woman.” Batman said.
“I also suggest we take this to vote.” Batgirl said.
“All in favor of bathing suits being optional?” Batman said.
“Wait. Are we making it mandatory to not wear bathing suits?” Robin asked.
“Not at all Robin. Just the option.” Batgirl said.
With a confident smile on her face, Batgirl raised her hand. Batman did as well. Robin knew he was outvoted. He wasn’t sure if he even needed to raise his hand. Batman and Batgirl were both in a deadlocked stare with their teen protege.
“Robin. Would you be a good sport and bring us some sparkling water from the refrigerator?” Batman asked.
“Just spring water for me. If you have it.” Batgirl said.
“Happily Batgirl.” Robin said.
Robin left the pool. He did so at a pace to hide the small erection he had sported while staring at Batgirl’s bikini. Robin went to the mini-fidge at the opposite end of the cave and found two waters.
As Robin returned he saw Batman stand up. Without hesitation he pulled the waistband of his speedos down. Batgirl held in her audible gasp. However she took a moment to take in what she had longed to see. Batman’s cock was almost twice the size of Robin’s. As it sprang out Robin couldn’t help but acknowledge that he had masturbated to the idea of showing Batgirl his own cock, but now he was looking at her admiring a far more intimidating….larger one. A true Alpha Male.
“It feels better to be free of all confines. Wouldn’t you agree, Robin?” Batman said.
He meant no harm in the statement. But Robin worried about disrobing in front of Batgirl with a smaller, thinner cock. Batman seemed so confident with his size.
Batgirl sat back down after taking her bottle of spring water. Her chest held in aroused breaths.
“This doesn’t make you uncomfortable, Batgirl?” Batman asked.
“Not in the slightest Batman. It is a new era of exploration between the sexes.” Batgirl.
“I forgot to get myself a bottle.” Robin said.
He was only buying time. Time before he had to get naked himself. Time before he’s see Batgirl naked. Time before he’d do things he wasn’t prepared to do that day.
As he got back he could see that Batman’s cock was fully erect. Bruce was comfortable with that fact. He knew that the look on Batgirl’s face was of raw carnal lust. Yet she herself was somewhat sheltered in her own curiosity.
Batgirl inched closer to him. Neither was even aware that Robin was in the room. Watching them from a few yards away. Slowly Batgirl’s small, ungloved hand moved along Batman’s erection. Delicately exploring it.
Batman just nodded.
Robin got closer to them. Batman made eye contact with him first. Only looking satisfied with what was transpiring. Batgirl slowly moved her hand back to her side. As if somewhat embarrassed for not asking Robin for permission to move forward.
Her face was flushed. Somewhat disappointed in not being able to continue.
He knew he shouldn’t be mad at his partner. He seduced Batgirl with ease. Long before this night even started. Infact, judging from her costume, she may have harbored feelings for Batman long before they even met.
There was nothing Robin could do to outdo that spell. He simply re-entered the water and watched.
“You’re very impressive Batman. I’m sure you’ll make a terrific husband for some lucky woman one day.” Batgirl said.
Robin contemplated leaving. But in the same moment he noticed how erect his own cock was.
He watched as Batgirl’s small hands traced up and down Batman’s large cock. She gave a hungry smile. As she lifted it up to admire his large balls. Robin wasn’t sure if she was just playing with it or intended to do more. Did she want to give him an orgasm? Or was this fun between friends.
He sat in the hot tub. Batgirl still held the cock in her hand. She leaned into Batman. It was apparent she was waiting for a kiss from him to give him what he knew they both wanted.
“Are you okay with Robin watching?” Batgirl asked.
“He’s attempted to watch before.” Batman said. “Very recently actually.”
Robin’s face went red. He looked away. Bruce knew he had watched him that morning and said nothing of it.
“It’s very healthy to watch Robin. I’d rather be with a man who tried to learn from watching another man perform than one that acts like they know everything.” Batgirl said.
“But it’s okay if you want to leave. Or if you want us to stop.” Batman said.
Robin starred at Batgirl. She wore a shade of deep red lipstick tonight. He didn’t remember seeing her wear it on patrol. Did she put it on before entering the hot tub?
“Do you want to take this further?” Robin asked.
Batgirl nodded. She felt Batman twitch in her hand with her nod. She motioned for Batman to sit on the edge of the hot tub. His cock exposed to the air.
Batman lifted her head a few inches and titled her up for a sweet kiss. Robin was certain that it was their first. As she allowed his tongue to enter her mouth and take command.
All of these months. Pining after her. And to witness her kiss someone else. To have passion with someone else. And yet they wanted him to stay. And he wanted to. He felt something different about her. Perhaps in a good way. She was no longer on a pedestal of intimate unreachability. She was just a pure sexual fantasy. And he leaned back to watch her become just that.
She stopped the kiss. Put her hand onto Batman’s chest. And slowly began to place her lips onto his cock.
In slow motion, Robin removed his own shorts. And began to rub his own cock. He watched as the lips that had just kissed Batman began to roll onto his cock head and her tongue began to tease it.
Batman leaned back and inhaled the night air in the cave. Enjoying the sight and pleasure his new crime fighting partner brought him.
Robin sat in silence and she caressed Batman’s testicles and ran small trails of kisses up and down his shaft as she stroked it with him. Batman looked at Robin. Almost waiting to see if he’d have the confidence to join in.
Batgirl wouldn’t be opposed, would she? He wondered. But instead he just stroked his own cock. Wondering if Batman was going to cum in her mouth. Or save his orgasm for something more.
“Do you mind taking off your bikini, Batgirl? I’d love to see those tits of yours.” Batman said.
Still sucking on his member, she began to untie it. Robin wondered if he should have offered to help out.
Her perky, 24 year old breasts began to rest on the top of the water. Her nipples were perfect and puffy from the jacuzzi. There was a nice sheen of water to make them glimmer in front of the two men.
“I’m not ashamed to say that I thought about these for many nights, Batgirl.” Batman said.
“I’m not ashamed to say that I’ve been wanting to suck your cock since the first night we worked together.” Batgirl said.
Batgirl’s body glowed perfectly under the Batcave’s bright lights. She propped up her own breasts so he could focus on them. Almost begging for him to shoot a load of his cum onto them. But her face was also beautiful in that moment. Robin thought of what she would say if he finished jerking off on it.
He didn't want to cum before Batman. It was already humiliating enough that he wasn’t the one she chose to be with.
“Does sucking his cock do anything for you?” Robin asked.
She looked at Robin. Almost confused by his question.
“Absolutely, Robin. Getting a man off. Especially one that you have romantic feelings for. Is almost as pleasurable as the sexual act of intercourse.” Batgirl said.
“But if you get him to cum, won’t he be less… energetic… when it comes to having sex?” Robin asked.
“With a cock like this. I expect both of us to have multiple orgasms. And if he gets off to me first then I fall into a beautiful thought pattern of knowing that I’m desired and can control his desire before we start that second act.” Batgirl said.
Robin simply nodded. Batgirl looked into the water and saw Robin’s cock. It was nothing to be embarrassed by but she needed more. And Batman had that for her. “Hopefully the look on my face shows you how much I’m enjoying this Batgirl.” he said, waving a hand through her hair. She let out a moan onto his cock which triggered a large grin from Batman’s face.
He pulled out of her mouth and a large stream of semen shot onto her mask. It quickly slid down to her cheeks and freckled nose. The last shot went onto her exposed breasts. She admired how much cum there was and began to laugh, almost devilishly, and what she and the Dark Knight had done.
“I should probably clean myself off.” Batgirl said. The Caped Crusader stopped her to give her a thankful kiss. She kissed him back. And she strolled out to the Batcave locker room.
“Is that what you wanted to see this morning?” Batman asked.
Robin nodded. Still somewhat ashamed for watching his mentor in the bedroom earlier in the day.
“You’re discovering your sexual side, Robin. You’re not weak for doing so. Quite the opposite.” Batman said.
“Did you ever watch another man perform on a woman before?” Robin asked.
Batman nodded. Robin wondered if it was during his time training in Japan. Or at some type of underground party that Bruce went to in his early years.
“I hope I didn’t make her feel uncomfortable.” Robin said.
“Batgirl is very open minded for her age. The act of being watched might have even heightened the act for her. I’m sure she is fine with it.” Batman said.
“I feel silly for saying this. But I think I should probably leave. I might need to think about this.” Robin said.
“I understand.” Batman said. “And feel free to. But I believe I’m going to make love to her after this. Not just sex. I feel like we’ve created a rare moment where we can bypass that for now. One day you might make love yourself, and if you’d like to watch. So you know the difference….”
Robin quickly got out of the water and found a towel. “I’m happy to hear that, Batman.”
He was clearly erect underneath the towel and said nothing about it.
Batgirl walked back into the room. She had slipped back into her costume but looked rather proud of herself. She put her hand onto Robin’s bare shoulder and goosebumps shot down his body.
“Sorry if this makes things uncomfortable between us Robin. The moment sort of overtook us.” Batgirl said.
It was clear in her eyes that Batgirl was still horny. But none of that was directed towards him. He was just a groovy guy friend.
He went to his utility belt and found the Bat Blindfold. Still hard, he handed it to her to put on. “I’ll have him meet you in his bedroom, Batgirl. Let me take you there”
“What do you mean?” Batgirl asked.
“He wants you to share his bed with him. Let me escort you there.” Robin said.
“Is that what he wants?” Batgirl asked.
There was so much in that statement. Robin contemplated asking her if he could join. But he didn’t want that. He wanted to see the truth.
“Is that what you want?” Robin asked.
Her body language was enough of an answer. She wanted to be dominated by the biologically superior male. Part of him wanted to touch the crotch of her costume to see how wet she was. But he refrained.
“It’s what I want to happen. It’s what I presume you want to happen too.” She said.
“Batman. I’ll be escorting Batgirl to your private bedchamber.” he said across the room.
Batman almost interjected. However he looked Robin in the eyes and just smiled.
“Have you ever done anything like this before?” she asked.
Robin guided her through the manor. The Bat Blindfold was flawless but he made sure she couldn’t see the surroundings.
“Never. You’re the first.” Robin said.
“That makes this even better.” Batgirl said. “It’s my first time being watched as well.”
“Does it feel natural?” Robin asked.
“I don’t know. For some reason it works really well because it’s the two of you.” Batgirl said.
Their hearts were both pounding as they reached Bruce Wayne’s master bedroom. There wasn’t any evidence, but he still hoped that she wouldn’t recognize it.
As he closed the door, she took cue and removed the blindfold. Batman stood up next to her and kissed her hand. Robin moved back and let them share a moment together. She took in the room for a moment. Taken back by the beauty of it all but not surprised.
“Batgirl.” Batman said.
“Batman.” Batgirl replied. “You said you’ve thought of this before?”
She took his hand and sat him down. This time she leaned up his chin and brought a kiss down to him. Robin could not process the seduction between the two.
“Are you going to stop your fantasizing and fuck me?” Batgirl asked.
Batman nodded.
“After that blowjob, I need to be fucked. Then we’ll make love if we have any energy left.” Batgirl said.
Batman reached down and felt her costumed ass. Robin found a seat and pulled his shorts down. Slowly taking his glove off to lick his fingers and he desperately needed to stroke himself.
“It seems like Robin is enjoying what he sees.” Batgirl said.
“Who wouldn’t be? You’re one of the sexiest women in all of Gotham.” Batman said.
This was the first time Batgirl truly looked at Robin’s cock. Almost in an admiring way. But her focus was still on Batman.
“I’m not sure why we put on our uniforms for this.” Batgirl said.
“Neither am I.” Batman replied.
She whispered something seductive into Batman’s ear and he let out a moan. Slowly she began to undress him. They both removed their capes. And then costumes in the large dark room only lit by the flickering flames of Bruce’s fireplace.
Batman didn’t seem to be affected by his orgasm only minutes before. It stood hard in front of her and she greeted it like an old friend.
She pushed him onto the bed and got into a straddle position. Forcing two fingers into the elastic he peeled off her bikini bottoms revealing a nice mound. Robin had never seen one like it before. She put Batman’s erect cock up to her skin, almost to show how deep he would be inside of her in a matter of minutes.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?” Batgirl asked.
“Hopefully not as long as I have.” Batman said.
“If you can believe it...I was one of the first women to ever lay eyes on you. And I told myself that I’d get this all of those years ago. So be slow. I want to remember this moment for some time.” Batgirl said.
He pulled her down for a kiss. Robin couldn’t blink or breathe. He slowly watched another man push himself into Batgirl’s beautiful pussy. There was a slight wet sound as the head of his cock moved past the outer lips slowly entered her womanhood.
She gasped for air and threw her head back. Batman couldn’t control the pleasure as he felt her tight warmth for the first time. It took a moment for them to accommodate each other but it wasn’t painful. She kissed his face each time he pushed another inch into her. Her ass began to tighten and squirm as she fit him in.
“There’s no going back from this moment, Batman.” Batgirl said.
“No. There isn’t.” Batman said.
Batman pulled back a tiny bit and thick amounts of her wetness were all over the bottom part of his shaft.
“Then don’t forget this.” Batgirl said.
In a night that was far from normal, Robin couldn’t help being aroused by how naughty Batgirl was. He had always felt like most promiscuous women lack morals, self esteem, and intelligence. But before him was Batgirl. One of the most moral, intelligent, and confident women he had ever met. Begging to be fucked like a Gotham Pier whore by a man she hadn’t even shared a single date with.
Batman was turned on as well. He gave her a kiss, almost to say goodbye to the tenderness of the moment they shared.
“Face Robin. If you want to be fucked properly.... I want you on all fours.” Batman commanded.
Batgirl gave a wicked smile and prepared herself. She was no longer a sassy, independent woman. She was submissive and drunk on sex.
Resting on her forearms she looked at Robin. Watching his reaction to Batman moving behind her, before placing his cock between her ass.
“You said you wanted to be fucked, Batgirl?” Batman asked.
“Yes.” She said, biting her lip, anticipating it.
“Say it one more time. I want to hear it in your voice.” Baman said.
“I want you to fuck me, Batman.” Batgirl said.
He pushed himself back inside of her wet tunnel. She enjoyed being stretched out this time.
“Then fuck me harder Batman. My pussy is going to get very wet and I don’t want you slipping outside like a college boy.”
“Keep saying it until you come. That’s the only way you’ll get it.” Batman said.
“Fuck. Oh god. Fuck me Batman. Fuck me Batman.” Batgirl screamed.
Batman found a nice pace as he fucked Batgirl from behind. Robin couldn’t get his eyes off of Batman’s thrusts. The distinct sound of his body slapping into her ass cheeks. The way his large hands knew how to hold her as she bucked against him.
She gave Robin a naughty smile. Knowing that he liked what he saw.
“Teach that Boy Wonder how to fuck a woman, Batman.” Batgirl said.
Batman smacked her ass with his free hand and she let out a small yelp. The smell of sex filled the room as the sound of his balls hitting her saturated clitoris from behind echoed.
“You like that don’t you, Batgirl?” Robin asked.
She nodded. “I haven’t been fucked like this in a long time.”
“What is she doing?” Robin asked.
“Go ahead. Tell him, Batgirl.” Batman said.
“Robin. Robin. I’m cumming for him. I’m cumming on his huge fucking cock.”
She was almost taunting Robin to cum as well. But he wasn’t there just yet.
“Is it his cock? Or is it because he’s Batman?” Robin asked.
“B-B-Both. BOTH!” she screamed. Pounding her fist in the bed sheets.
Robin watched as the site became somewhat even more remarkable than the act. Batman’s cock slipped out from Batgirl. Batman did his best to push back in but juices, from Batgirl not Batman, began to pour onto the comforter of the bed.
Batgirl continued to moan as the clear liquid continued to exit her pussy. The scene was surreal but just as Batgirl laid on the bed to give herself a minute to catch her breathe, Batman swooped on top of her to fuck her missionary style.
Lost in his own determination Batman began to fuck her spent pussy, focusing on his own climax. Batgirl didn’t seem upset by it. In fact she was quickly turned on by how horny he was.
“Batgirl. I’m going to cum in your pussy. If you don’t want me to say it now.” Batman said under a quick breath.
She tightened herself onto his cock and simply nodded. “No. I want it. Give all of your cum to me.”
“Look into that mirror. I want you to see what it looks like when I cum into that tight pussy for the first time.” Batman said.
Batgirl looked at the mirror for a moment. The words “for the first time” clearly repeated in her head causing her eyes to roll backwards. He knew from the final grunt of Batman that he was filling the entrance of her cervix with his seed. He let out a sigh and she wrapped both legs around him, almost milking his cock for whatever cum could enter her womanhood.
They let out a mutual sigh and then laughed. They noticed Robin. Who was still stroking himself, almost begging for more.
Batgirl repositioned herself and looked at Batman. Without warning she removed her mask and wig, letting it drop to the ground with the rest of her uniform. Revealing Barbara Gordon.
Robin’s jaw dropped.
“Barbara?” Robin said.
“A woman whose father is the Police Commissioner. One would never let her wear a badge that serves the community she loves.”
Batman said nothing.
“Did you know, Batman?” Barbara asked.
“I had my suspicions. But never had the evidence.” Batman said.
“That wasn’t done to persuade you into revealing anything. I just can’t have intimacy, true intimacy, with anyone unless they know who I am.” Batgirl said.
Batman looked at Robin. In unison they removed their own masks. Barbara said nothing. She just thought about it for a moment and ran her hand over his face.
“So for all of these years, I’ve harbored feelings for Bruce Wayne. Just like every other girl in Gotham?” Barbara giggled.”And Dick Grayson. I suppose your acrobatics should have given you away.”
Bruce’s jaw dropped. As did Barbara’s. Despite the shock, Dick finished by cumming on his hand. Perhaps he was delirious from the moment. But it felt right.
“Well. Now that we’ve got that out of the way.”
Bruce leaned into Barbara. Her arms raised above her head Batman began kissing every inch of her. Even her armpits. Dick took watch of this. Even though he knew he wasn’t going to cum any time soon.
He watched as Barbara placed Bruce’s cock at her entrance and took all of his girth in one smooth thrust. They kissed. Almost how Dick imagined two people would kiss on their wedding night. But slowly the act became more animalistic. Even though Batman was in control it was Batgirl’s commands that led them into the second position.
Bruce’s hands gripped her toned asscheeks. Her athletic, perky breasts jiggled in front of him at a mile a minute.
Dick wondered if it was painful. But she seemed so focused on releasing her own orgasm onto her crimefighting hero’s cock.
“Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy. I want it. I want it so badly.” Batgirl screamed.
Dick watched sweat running down his muscular frame as he kept perfect pace. He let out songlike groans.
“Let’s work together, Barbara. I need you to give me one too.”
Dick gasped. Even though it sounded like an insult this only made her moan harder.
Bruce held her hips and increased his speed. Soon there was no rhythm. It was chaotic. But Barbara seemed to enjoy it even more. Finally he came for a third time in only a matter of hours. Furiously shooting a load of cum into his crimefighting partner. He fell on top of her. Slowly kissing her bare neck. Then the back of her head. And finally her forehead.
Even though she was exhausted, Barbara looked like a goddess. Eyeliner ran down her bare face. In many cases it would look somewhat sad. But in this case she looked utterly beautiful.
Naturally Bruce’s cum left Barbara’s pussy. He leaned down to admire it. And slowly she repositioned herself to kiss his lips. Tenderly.
Dick woke up and re-entered the master bedroom. He smiled. Bruce was in a peaceful deep sleep. Barbara was naked above the covers, and wide awake. She had a hand between her legs and was playing with herself while looking at Bruce.
She noticed Dick as he entered the room. He didn’t apologize. She was somewhat taken back by it. They said nothing to each other and she continued.
He pulled down his pajamas and released his cock. She was close to another orgasm and nodded as they both focused on each other this time. There was an unspoken agreement. They wanted to cum at the same time.
She pushed her breasts together with one hand and then focused on her nipple. Dick savagely rubbed his cock. It was already battle tested with friction from the night before.
“What do you need me to do, Dick?” Barbara asked.
“Keep rubbing your tits. Think about how naughty you were last night.” Dick. “How much you enjoyed it.”
“Do you still want me?” Barbara asked. “Even after what I did.”
Dick was silent. Nervously, he nodded.
She watched him stroke his cock three, four, five more times. Then he began to climax onto his hands. Only realizing later that she was reaching out to offer a friendly hand to finish the job.
Barbara rubbed her clit a few more times and began to have a small orgasm herself.
“I’m sorry.” Dick said.
“Don’t be.” Barbara said. “But I’m sorry too.”
“Do you regret what happened last night?” Dick asked.
She looked at Bruce and shook her head.
“Then don’t be sorry.” Dick said.
He wanted to put his hands onto her naked waist. Know what it felt like to feel her ass check against his spent cock. Feel her tits. Rub her cunt. He knew he could have. But he also knew that they were on different paths.
And that resisting might make whatever future they would have together. As friends or lovers, be stronger. So he pulled up his pajamas and only nodded goodbye to her.
Dick left the room to clean up the cum on his hand. He heard Bruce wake up almost the minute he left the door.
“You look flushed, Miss Gordon.” Bruce said. “May I join in on whatever fun you were having without me?”
He heard their morning embrace but slowly left.