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"Six long months I spent in Dublin
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball."
Silver Banshee slid into the employee's parking area on her motorcycle. Mumbling the irish ditty to herself as she swung a sexy leg off her bike and strutted into the lounge through the back door. "Sup bitches…" she declared to the collection of 'bitches' inside as they replied with half-hearted hellos and one gave her a middle finger salute. Most have learned at this point that it's just how the foul-mouthed Irish woman said hello…
She strutted back into the locker rooms, about to change out of her biker leathers into her punk leathers… slight difference… when a hushed silence fell over the room. "Okay. Funny…" she said sarcastically and came out holding a black tutu, "Where are my clothes?"
"Aren't you holding them?" Huntress noted playfully as Silver Banshee glared at her.
"Ooooh don't you fecking start… where's that big bitch?!" she said as she stomped towards the floor only for Orders to cough loudly.
"She hid them in the showers." Orders noted lazily, "Said something about you 'never actually taking one so you'd never look there'." Silver Banshee's pretty paint-less face sneered at Orders as Orders added. "I know you two are going to 'work it out' later… but NOT when you're on shift." She glared at Silver Banshee, her eyes flashing. "Clear?"
Silver Banshee snorted, before returning to the locker room with a curt. "Fine."
She stomped into the back, grumbling under her breath as Orders spun a pen between her fingers, absently sketching something on a notepad as she mumbled. "Five… four… three… two-"
"WHERE THE FECK IS MY UNDERWEAR?!" roared Silver Banshee, more out of irritation than anger as Killer Frost chuckled at the poker table currently being used for poker.
"Funny I thought she didn't wear any…" Huntress, White Rabbit, and (B) Vixen chuckling as Silver Banshee stormed back out, throwing on her leather jacket to cover her obvious nipples through her white shirt.
"Fine whatever, I'll get more tips this way anyhow…" she scowled as Orders raised a finger. "What?!" then she reached for the phone.
Time: 8:10 PM. Place. Gotham (Superbabes)
Ring Ring *click.
"Hello. Superbabes. We deliver"
"...non. Plea-CONG."
"What? I'm afraid you're going to have to speak up."
"…I-BANG! SVEEERVE-SVEEERVE-SVEEERVE!!-Please"
"….Take me off speakerphone I can't hear you."
"CLANG!...….Ahem. The Silver Banshee Colcannon. Please."
"That's Mashed Potatoes, with Cabbage, milk and butter. Anything else?"
"Delivered by Silver Banshee, please."
"We expect her back within 60 minutes or less or the police will be called, please give me your name and address."
Meanwhile, moments later.
"Here. Don't break anything, I won't cover for you." Silver Banshee snatched the receipt from her hand and took the food, tugging absently on her tight black torn pants as she walked outside to her bike, shoving the food into the seat compartment as she straddled it. Her ass molding on the leather, as she roared out of the parking lot with a revved engine.
Nothing quite like a powerful vibrating motorcycle between your legs… or so I've been told…
The Gotham Suburbs, wholesome, quiet, least likely to be target by a crazed clown or a literal bi-polar gangster... it made her sick. Her bike skidded to a stop just outside a quiet two-story with a garage and a white picket fence no taller than her knees… well at least it'll keep chihuahua's out she stepped over the fence to tread on the grass and was about to make her way to the front door as she checked the receipt… paused, scowled… then promptly turned to the garage…
'Knock on the garage door'… Orders had written. Whatever. She approached the side door to the sound of power tools and metal banging together, she sniffed then raised her fist, banging hard on the door. "Superbabes."
Time: 8:25 PM. Place. Gotham Suburbs (Garage)
"Special Delivery Service." She stared at the door as the sounds continued. "Open the feck up!" she grumbled as the sounds stopped… there was an odd clattering then the door opened quickly revealing a young man in a stained and worn jumpsuit covered in oil and grease, he had slicked back brown hair but that might have been because of more grease or oil… "Great." She grumbled, "Food and pussy." She added, pushing the food into his chest and stepping right in. "Now then why-" but she paused…
The perfectly restored muscle car before her was bright fire red with a blackbird painted on the hood. And her engines were already revving up. "Ooooh hooo…" she grinned. "…What do you have here?" Sure she rode a high powered motorcycle… but she LOVED muscle cars. She ran her hand over the roof, spying into the custom made leather seats, front and back before strutting seductively over the front to the hood, "MMMn!" it was hard to tell whether she was seducing the guy or the car… she would've been okay with both.
"That…" he said with a surprisingly squeaky voice, as he put on some glasses and kept staring at her tight ass in her even tighter pants, as he cleared his throat and put the food on a nearby workbench. "Is a 1955 Gotham Firebird…"
"Oooho!" she shuddered excitedly, grinning at the car as she leaned over, sensually rubbing her gloved hands on the painted bird's body as she let him gaze down her shirt at her cleavage. "They only made about a hundred of these!"
"And I…" he declared proudly. "Just fixed up one of them…" he patted the roof as she licked her black lips. Her green eyes sparkling greedily. She immediately popped the hood "H-Hey…"
"MMmn… 1955 body but 1976 engine…" he blinked, "…Oooh hoo you're going get a LOT of fecking tail with this car!" she grinned putting the hood back and gazing at him like a hungry predator. "So… am I the only thing you plan to ride tonight? Or are you taking this for a spin?"
"Uh… well I… haven't really…" he fidgeted.
"What? Had sex?" she chuckled, "Don't worry about it I'll walk your virgin arse through it. You take your cock, and you put it in me…"
"No… more… I have gotten it to start yet…" he sighed as she laughed again…"
"Well then you haven't RESTORED it yet, have you?" she grinned and slowly stripped off her jacket, revealing her smooth, muscular arms as she tossed it aside, approaching him as she unzipped his jumpsuit. "…Tell you what… you rev my engines and I'll help you with yours…" she yanked open the top part of his suit, he wasn't wearing a shirt so his pasty nerdy body was on display.
"…It gets hot in this thing…" he said as he slipped out his arms, letting the upper part of the suit drape around his waist as she rolled her eyes.
"You're about to get naked, who cares?" she said, and before he could register what she meant she squatted down, sitting on her heels as she tugged the suit down the rest of the way… staring at his tighty-whiteys as she gazed skeptically up at him. "…Okay… next time wear boxers. In fact, just start wearing boxers." She noted before grabbing those, and pulling them down as his average length shot out, throbbing before her eyes as a gloved hand wrapped around him, slowly stroking as he slapped a hand on the roof of the car for balance.
"Hard already?" she grinned up at him, her pearly white teeth giving her even more of a skull-like appearance. "Good… But better hold it." he breathed heavily as she stroked him, sticking out her tongue as she slapped his tip onto it, "Ahh…" she sighed, her hot breath cooling his throbbing member before her tongue swirled around him, then she dove down. "MMph! MMMn!" his other hand slapped onto her crew-cut white hair, his fingers curling in her short hair. "MMMn. MMn… Mphhg… SLURP!!" she loudly sucked on his cock as one hand wrapped around his waist and the other around his sack, fondling his balls as her tongue spiraled around his shaft in her mouth, her lips smearing black streaks on his cock as it vanished and reappeared with her diving head.
His hand wrapped around the back of her head and pulled her down fully. "Brrph!" she grunted, gazing up at him with narrowed green eyes as his cock pulsed between her lips, her tongue salivated around him. "Mpgh…uck…splurt!" she spluttered around his base, as his cock twitched her hand slipping from his waist down to her pants, opening them slightly for access to her pussy as her hand slipped right in and found it. Rubbing her clit as he gripped her head with both hands and enjoyed himself. "MMn. mMMn…MMmmn!-AH…" he pulled her head away as she tilted it back, sticking out her tongue whorishly as she smirked, "Ahhh…" she curled her tongue inviting him back in. "MMpgh!"
He slammed her head down the length of his cock as it slipped down the back of her throat. "Uugh." He grunted, pulling her back and forth as he fucked her face.
"Urg…uck! Slurp! Mpgh!!"
"Ahh... Ahh…" he panted, moving forward with his thrusting hips as her eyes rolled at the dizzying speed of her head as she fell backward onto her ass but he kept moving forward, only held upright by her head as he pushed his hips into her throat and- "Haaa…"
"MMMURPGH?!" cum spurted from her nose at the sudden rush in her mouth, spraying onto his waist as she swallowed the rest easily. "MMmngh…" she shivered slightly, her crotch damp on her fingers as he pulled her away.
"Haa… Haa… sorry… it's been awhile…" he mumbled sheepishly as she panted. A tiny droplet of cum leaking from her left nostril.
"Fuck." She breathed, suddenly shoving him away and getting up… he winced as she yanked off her gloves, and whipped the cum from her nose, snorting it onto the floor as she licked the rest from her hand. "You like fucking faces do ya?" she hissed through her teeth, before grabbing her shirt and yanking it off, revealing her big breasts and turning around, walking towards the front of the car as her pants shimmied down over her hot, tight ass. It wobbled free as she slipped out and stood naked before him. "Like it rough?"
"Uh… I…"
"Good… cause I want to fecking FEEL it…" she sneered seductively, bending over the hood, pressing her breasts upon it as she stretched out her arms. "MMMN! Cold metal on my tits… come here nerd, you got holes to fill." She said, bouncing herself on her tits as he stumbled getting out of his suit, walking behind her as her legs crawled onto the car, squatting like a frog ready to hop as she wagged her upraised ass behind her. "Don't keep me in suspense you little fucker…" her hand slipped between her legs, slipping into her wet pussy as she fingered herself, rocking back and forth on the car hood as she dribbled arousal onto it. She pulled her hand back as she glanced over her shoulder, smirking broadly as she ran her tongue over her wet hand.
He watched wide-eyed as he stroked his hard-throbbing cock, soon devoting his gaze back to her ass as it swayed back and forth. His hands rested on her smooth pale ass cheeks, spreading them apart as he pinned her pussy to the car's hood, his fingers groping her ass as she laughed. "That's it… just stick it right in and-DIRTY FUCKER!" she hissed as the sudden invasion of her arse-hole… "NNGH!!" it wouldn't be the first dick up her ass but she'd like a warning at most. "NNGh-AHH!" she shuddered as he slid his cock easily in and out of her. "FUCKING… FECKING… FUCK!!" she sneered as he kept moving, "Ahh… UGhh…"
"You ass is so TIGHT!" he praised, grinding inside her as she panted, her legs clenching.
"I've had… bigger DICKS… Then YOURS…" she sneered, eyes rolling slightly as the sudden painal gave way to pleasure. "Oooh…" his hands went from her ass to her waist, pulling her back against him as her ass cheeks slapped against his thrusting hips, echoing around the garage. "Uh. Uh. Uh… ahh…" she panted, her ass rippling as he slapped her back against his deep thrusts, her pierced nipple rubbing back and forth on the car hood.
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"Uh… Ooh…" he grabbed for her head, yanking it back as she gasped, tongue lolling as her pussy oozed more hot liquid onto the car. It shined on the metal as he pumped harder, faster.
"Ahh-ahaahh-ahhh-ahhhhh!" she undulated erotically, shrieking like her namesake as her ass clenched around his bulging cock. He yanked hard on her hair as he dominated her on the hood. "Fuck me! Hard-er! NNGH!! UP my-FUCK!!" her teeth clenched as tightly as her ass, hurt about just as much too as he pushed up into her.
"AH…HA!!" she felt his hot load shoot into her spasming body, her arms and legs shaking and twitching on the car as she rubbed it with her body.
"Uugh… FUCKing… SHIT-head…" she sneered, eyes rolling in pleasure as she climaxed. "Nngh…" slowly he pulled back, his cock still twitching out his load until he pulled away with a squelchy wet pop. Her ass gaped as she leaned forward, raising it in the air as a trickle of cum oozed out. "Fucking a girl you just met up the arse, dirty little fucker…" she sat up on her knees, her crotch and ass oozing as she slipped slowly off the hood.
"That was great…" he said, grabbing at her ass and squeezing as she scoffed.
"Damn fecking right it was…" she said, giving him a light backhand slap on his cheek as she strutted around the car again. "…But a car owner isn't a car owner until he's fucked a girl in the back seat…" she popped open the back door, bending over and sticking her head in before getting a good hard sniff of the polished and fresh interior. "MMMn! Got that new car smell… let's change that-Oh!!" his hands were on her ass again, and surprisingly… she felt his tongue on he wet slit, "NNngh…" she shuddered slightly, hands on the headrest of the driver's seat and the back seat, staying up as he fingered and licked her. "Ah… ah-nnngmn…" she trembled, eyes rolling as her lower body fidgeted… then her green eyes snapped open and she kicked back.
"OOf!" he fell onto his ass as she shoved him back with her foot before pushing out of the car and glaring down at him.
"You JUST Fucked my arse you little shit… do I look like a slut who wants to be romanced?!" she said, but blushing under her smeared white makeup. "Get that cock hard, and get it inside me…" she growled, spreading her lips as a trail of arousal dripped down her thigh. She sat on the edge of the seat, and grabbing inside she lifted herself in to lie back against the opposite door, legs spread and lifted onto the driver's seat, and the back seat, spreading her open wide and invitingly as she fingered herself… "Get your arse in here…" she purred as he loomed in the open door, crawling inside as he clung to her tits. "NNngh!" she cooed as she felt his throbbing cock against her slit, her fingers guiding him to her entrance.
"HAa!!" the car shifted as he pushed into her, "NNgh!!" she grinned, eyes rolling as she writhed against the door, her feet lashing out to bang on the roof of the car as he pulled back, then- "AH! NGH! Ugh! YEAH! That's-FUCK!!" he pounded away into her, her head banging lightly against the lacquered inner door as her hands clawed the leather seats, "Ha… AHH! Nngh!!"
…It was like he was a different guy in the car…
"Ha. Ugh! Take it all! You like it!? You like that?!"
"Ha! Ugh! Fucking… HARDER! NNGH!!" he sat up, taking her legs and folding her so that her knees rested against her shoulders, and the back of her legs hooked on his. "Ah! UGH! AHH!!" he pounded harder, hips smacking wetly against her drooling wet pussy as she raked his pasty nerd chest. "That's how you… Ugh! FUCK! ME!!" she climaxed, grinning as her toes curled, barely scrapping the ceiling as she gasped, then pushed him with her spasms. "Haa… AHH!!" she writhed for a moment, her body sweaty and panting… then she sat up. "Haa…" she pushed him into the center of the car seat before swinging her leg over his lap.
"Ha. Ugh. Fuck. Me… you SHIT…" she growled, riding him as he held her waist, her hands pushing the roof as she slammed her hips down, "Ugh. AH… come… ON… AH. AH!!" he groaned, she felt a dollop of pre-cum spurt inside her, but he was still hard. He grabbed her hips and held her down as she grinned confidently… only for him to grab the car door, and slam it shot. "Huh…" she was tossed against it, leaving an imprint of her painted face on the window as he pressed her to it. "Haa!!"
The car rocked rapidly side to side as he pounded and pushed into her pussy doggy style, "Ha! Ugh! AHH FUCK!!" she hissed, pinned against the door as he pumped his hips against her ass, her face smearing on the glass leaving black and white paint. "NNgh! NNGH!! Ugh!!"
"Ooh… god… fuck!!" he hissed breathlessly, "You're such a slut!!"
"Damn fucking right!" she declared, teeth clenched as he pinned her to the window with his hand on her head. "NNNGh!! That's it fucker… drain those balls!" his hot load rushed into her. "MMMN!!" he fell onto her, she groaned awkwardly as he kept pumping his hips. "Haa… that all you got?" his cock twitched as she grinned, his hand on her hair and yanking her away. "Guess not!" she laughed mockingly as he sat in the middle of the seat again, she sat on her lap, reverse cowgirl, her hands pushing on the ceiling as he lifted her up and down his half-chub. "AH… ha-ha-ha…" she laughed as his hands went from her waist to her tits, squeezing them as the slapped her ass down onto him. "NNgh! mMN! MMN come. ON…"
His hands sunk into her tits, squeezing them hard as she shuddered, moaning at the feeling surging through her before he bucked hard against her. "Haa-aaahh-uggguh!!" jackhammering into her as she stood up, leaning between the front seats as he railed inside her, his cock hard and throbbing as he pushed deep. "UUugh!!" he squeezed her… then let her go, slipping out and putting a hand onto her shoulder. "Wooh!" she laughed as she was flung easily into the middle of the seat, he spread her legs as they hooked on the inner frames of the window, spread wide and apart as he flung himself between her legs again, "Gaaahd-DAMN…" she growled, "Hah! Ugh! nNGh!!"
"Ahh… Haa… Ugh! GOnna! CUM!!"
"Nngh!! FUCK… YEAH!!" she sneered, he pinned her down, their smacking hips and reeking stench of sex, grease and new car overwhelming her. "NNGH!! Ahh… Ugh-FUCK!!" they went stiff together, she shrieked like a banshee as she came, "Haa-aahhh…. Nnnnmmmn…" his hot load rushing inside her as he collapsed against the back seat. The leather clinging to their sweaty bodies as they breathed heavily… occasionally twitching.
After a moment… she inhaled deeply… "SNIFF… ahh…" she smirked smugly. "Got that new WHORE smell now… pussy juice and dried spunk…" she pushed him away slightly, he stumbled between the seats. "Start her up…" she said, as his limp cock dripped a droplet onto the floor, opening then kicking the side door open.
It took him a moment but he clambered over into the driver's seat as she strutted her naked ass around the car. Standing in front of the hood, and leaning over. "…Well?!"
He stuck the keys on the dashboard into the ignition… whirrrrwhiiirrrrwhirrrr… but it would turn over. She frowned and opened the car hood. It was open for barely a minute, before slamming it down confidently, smirking, then strutting around to the passenger's side. "Try it now dick-head." Her hands somewhat oily as she opened the door and-
VRRRROOOOOOM!! Like a pride of lions awakening, the engine roared to life as he clapped. "Woo!!" he laughed, as she sat in the seat.
"Now open up that door and let's go for a spin…" he blinked at her.
"…Naked?"
She smirked at him. "…Yeah…" she said, in an 'obviously' sort of voice.
"Buuut what if someone sees you?"
She smirked, then leaned over the seat, her face inches from his cock… "They… WON'T." she said.
….The garage opened… and the Gotham Firebird roared triumphantly from the driveway, spinning away around the block as if showing off… before soon returning, speeding back up the driveway and into the garage as the door slowly closed…
He leaned back in the passenger's seat, turning off the car… and gripping her head.
"MMMn…mmn..mphmm…" her tuft of white hair barely appearing through the wheel as he pushed her up and down.
"Ahh…haaa…" he sighed, writhing in his seat as she blew him. And had BEEN blowing him through the test run. His fist clenched into her hair, "NNgh… mmn… suck… on it… suck on it…"
"MMMn-hmmmn…" she moaned as he stared at the roof and pushed her head down. "…MMMmn…" her hand caressed his quivering sack as his hot load rushed into her mouth… severely diminished. She inhaled his scent as he emptied his load into her hungry mouth. Her tongue sloshing around his cum as it slithered on his cock. He guided her head up and down his exhausted cock until it went fully limp and every drop was sucked out. It flopped from her lips as she pulled it away, sitting back into the passenger's seat and opening her mouth.
"Ahh…" she sloshed it with her tongue before closing her lips, not without any lipstick, and gulped it down. She glanced around the car as he breathed exhaustedly in his seat. Then she relaxed… enjoying the feel of the seats on her sweaty skin as she spread her legs… and her pussy lips. "…MMmmn… I like this car…" she opened the door, "…Tell you what dickhead… you let me have a few free rides with this and I'll return the favor…" she winked at him as he blinked back wearily…
She collected her clothes, tossing on her shirt, pulling up her pants… then applying her jacket as he slipped out of the car. "We'll my access to this car aside…" she ran a fond hand over it. "How about you pay up?" He slowly got out of the car, wobbling around to the trunk as it opened. He reached in and pulled out a stack of rubber-banded bills. "Just had that in there huh?"
"Well… I'll have to move it. Nobody ever thinks to look in a wrecked car for money." He noted, grabbing at his suit to pull it back on.
"Eh… I'm sure there are some." She noted, "Later dickhead… oh…" she held out his receipt. "Write your number on this… I'll call when I want to borrow your car."
"…I didn't agree to that…" he noted, only to feel her hand on his cock as he flinched.
"But you'd agree if I SUCKED you off each time right? Fucked you in front of your friends? So they all know you have a HOT SLUT like me on retainer?" his cock pulsed in her loosely tightened fist. Clearly he did.. "…And I'll tell you what… if I ever wreck it, free access to my holes for life… how about that?"
…Needless to say. He agreed… and she had a ride for the Gotham underground drag racing competition… because there's always one or two roaming around.
Time: 9:45 PM. Place. Gotham (Superbabes)
Ashley's bike roared into the parking lot as she got off, retrieved her stack of bills, then strutted into the building as Orders spoke notedly with a rugged older man, looming over the counter at the little pad she had been doodling in as he nodded. "…Yeah sure. I'll see if we can work all that." he took the paper. "Alright Orders, I'll see what I can do. I'll have the boys draw it up."
"Thank you." She said as he took a glance around at all the attractive girls who put on their most charming smiles and seductive eye flutters as he grinned sheepishly at all of them.
"Ladies."
"Feck off jackass, we're working here…"
Orders closed her eyes in exasperation as the man coughed and skittered out. "Right. Uh… cuse me…" Orders glared at Ashley as she tossed the money on the counter.
"…Who the feck was that?"
"A very expensive construction boss who was giving me a very elaborate discount on expanding my restaurant into the old derelict next door. And you better hope he doesn't change that…"
"Ack you'll be fine… just ask one of yer redheads to shake her arse for em…" Orders glared at her.
"…Just for that I'm not helping you…" she said, pushing her cut back towards Ashley who seemed pretty content on screwing herself over for some reason as the other girls chuckled.
"…Help me with what?" she asked as Orders remained tight-lipped and jerked her thumb towards the floor.
"Nothing much. Get on the floor… after fixing your face… you look like you gave an entire circus of goth clowns hardcore oral sex…" Ashley flipped her off and made her way to the locker room.
"…Good one." she added as Orders shrugged.
"…Four… three… two…-"
"…Where the FECK are my CLOTHES?!" she roared as Orders kicked the bag of biker leathers further beneath the counter.
"No borrowing company costumes." Order's added lazily, as the girls laughed, and the black tutu came flying out of the locker rooms.
End
Banshee's not really a bitch, she's just... well no she's a bitch, just not in a bad way...
The opening Irish ditty is Lannigan's ball, in case anyone cares... and I haven't any idea of how regular fancy supercars work (apart from watching TopGear) so I invented my own.