Bruce Wayne Fucks Catwoman – Dark Knight XXX Parody

Title: The Anatomical Armor of Lust: An Erotic Retelling of Bruce Wayne and Selina Kyle’s Tumescent Tangle

The rain lashed against the blackened windows of Wayne Manor as Bruce Wayne, better known as the caped crusader, Batman, stood brooding over Gotham City. Suddenly, the Bat-Signal pierced the gloom of the night sky, beckoning him to answer the call of justice. Little did he know, this particular signal was radiating with sinister intentions.

As he arrived at the designated location, he found himself face to face with a temptress from his past – none other than Selina Kyle, the sultry and seductive Catwoman. Her skintight leather bodysuit clung to her curves like a second skin, accentuating every jiggle and sway of her petite breasts and firm glutes. Bruce could feel his metal gauntlet tightening around the bulge growing beneath his Cape Crusader armor.

“Bruce,” she purred, her voice dripping with illicit desire, “I’ve missed you. I thought we could engage in some… extramarital activities to pass the time.”

Bruce’s eyes narrowed behind his cowl, piercing through the darkness to scan her for any signs of danger. However, the only thing he could focus on was the way her chest heaved with each breath, her hardened nipples poking through the thin leather of her catsuit.

Selina slinked closer, her hands running along the contours of his armored chest. “Come now, Batman. I know you want to take me right here, right now. To feel your strong hands groping my breasts and your hard cock throbbing inside me.”

Bruce’s resolve was crumbling by the second, his mind clouded by the pheromones wafting off the tantalizing feline. He reached out with a metal-gloved hand, cupping her face and bringing their lips together in a passionate, all-consuming kiss.

Their tongues entwined, dancing a sensual waltz as teeth grazed and mouths played. Bruce’s hands were all over her body, groping and squeezing, ripping at the seams of her skintight catsuit until it hung loose on her frame.

Selina gasped as cool air hit her naked flesh, her arousal evident in her flushed cheeks and the dampness between her legs. She tore at his armor, eager to feel the nakedness of her lover’s skin against her own.

With his armor discarded, Bruce’s taut muscles and chiseled flesh drew her in, the heat emanating from his body stoking the flames of her desire. Selina’s hands roamed over his abs, teasing his nipples before trailing lower, grasping his hardening shaft in her manicured hands.

She stroked him slowly, reveling in the way he swelled and throbbed against her touch. Spurred on by his low groan, she dropped to her knees, her eyes glinting with mischief as she flicked her tongue against the tip of his cock, tasting the bead of precum that had gathered there.

Her mouth engulfed his shaft, her lips stretching around his girth as she took him deep, her throat contracting around him as she swallowed. Bruce’s fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her movements as she bobbed her head, her tongue swirling and flicking along his length.

Just before he reached the brink of no return, Bruce pulled her off him, his cock twitching with pent-up need. He pushed her back against the stone wall, his knees spreading her thighs apart as he positioned himself at her entrance.

Selina wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his back as he thrust into her in one smooth motion. She cried out, her nails raking down his back as he filled her to the brim, his cock stretching her walls and hitting that sweet spot deep inside.

Their lovemaking was fierce and primal, a collision of passion and power. Bruce pounded into her, his hips snapping forward as he drove into her heat over and over again. Selina met each thrust, her hips rising to take him deeper, her moans echoing off the stone walls.

Bruce’s hands roamed her body, cupping and squeezing her breasts, tweaking her nipples until they were hard peaks, before trailing lower, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed the sensitive nub in time with his thrusts, the combined stimuli pushing Selina closer and closer to the edge.

As her climax approached, Selina’s moans grew louder, more desperate. Bruce could feel her walls fluttering around him, her body tensing as she teetered on the brink of ecstasy. With a final, powerful thrust, he sent her hurtling over the edge, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave.

Her inner walls clamped down around him, milking his cock as he spilled his seed inside her, his own climax ripping through him in intense waves of pleasure. They stayed like that for long moments, their bodies joined as one, panting and trembling in the aftermath of their passionate encounter.

As the fog of lust slowly lifted, Bruce and Selina disentangled themselves from one another, their bodies still glistening with sweat and other more scandalous fluids. They dressed in silence, stealing covert glances at one another, their chemistry still sizzling in the air.

With their clothes back in place and their armor restored, they parted ways, ready to return to their respective lives. But in the back of their minds, they both knew that this was far from over. That their sexual escapades were merely the beginning of a tawdry tale of Batman and Catwoman, entwined in a tangled web of love, lust, and justice.