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Orders rubbed her temples as the girls chattered animatedly, it was way too early for her. "Rough night?" Giganta asked, pushing a painkiller and a glass of water towards her as she groaned, the pill quickly disappearing into her mouth and sent water after it.
"I'm a bit hungover, yeah."
"You drink boss?" Canary asked, tossing on her jacket as her fishnet wrapped legs strutted across the counter. "Don't seem the type."
"I usually don't…" Orders grumbled, "But yesterday was just a DAY to drink…"
A District wide lockdown was nothing to joke at. Joker being Joker of course. The MAIN problem was the dozen or so girls in the immediate danger area that Orders had to protect, that was a LOT of predictions. Deadened only by the burning sensation of anything particularly hard she had on hand… Luckily nobody at Superbabes was hurt, did not make it any easier.
"Well, how's that going to work out for you the rest of the day?" Black Canary asked with a grin as she jiggled her way onto the floor.
"…Why do I keep her around?" Orders grumbled as Giganta supplied.
"Guys like blonde bombshells in fishnets?" Orders grunted, "And it'd be a bitch to find another like her with the same morals."
"…Stupid logic." Orders mumbled, rubbing her head again as the painkiller slowly did its work. "NNNNNGH!!" she groaned, "Oooh that's worse…" she hissed, reaching for the phone.
Time: 8:04 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"Superbabes..."
"Hey I'd like The Black Canary treat, please"
"An extra-large blondie topped with vanilla ice cream and comes with a vanilla shake. Anything else?"
"I would like my dessert delivered by Black Canary, Please…. Oh and-"
"Have her come around the back. Yes. Fine."
"Hooooow did you know that?..."
"…We expect her back around 60 minutes or the police will be informed. You will be charged upon completion of delivery.
Meanwhile.
"Tell Canary she has one." Orders mumbled rubbing her forehead before her eyes flicked. "Wait-"
However she couldn't stop Giganta from roaring out a brief, "Black Canary!-ooh…" mumbled Giganta sheepishly. "Sorry."
"Just… punch me in the face, that'll hurt less." Orders groaned as Black Canary strutted back into the lounge. The shake and thermos sliding out from the kitchen beside her as she picked it up with a graceful twirl. "Here." Orders slipped her the receipt as she took it, "Go around the back." She added as Black Canary gave her a flat.
"What?"
"You'll know when you get there." Orders mumbled, as she turned and walked to the car as Orders added with a groan. "Seriously. Knock me out." To a rather amused Giganta.
Black Canary stored the thermos and shake in the cupholders before sitting her big blonde ass down, checked the address, and sped off into the Gotham night. She was halfway there when she was delayed somewhat by Gotham PD… it certainly wasn't life-threatening, in fact, the cop guiding her on after a moment looked more bored than anything, as she slowly drove past she saw lights and cameras… were they filming around here?...
Gotham? Are they seriously filming in Gotham? That's just asking for trouble.
But she ignored it and drove on until she came to a Deli. It was closed, but she parked upfront and checked the receipt… it was the right address. Then she remembered Orders told her to go around the back, so glancing down a surprisingly empty alleyway to a parking lot in the back her boots clacked across the pavement.
She hardly walked free of the alleyway and managed to spy a police car when-"Don't move!"
"Ah!" she shrieked, raising her hands and dropping the food. She then blinked around, leaning next to the cop car was a heavyset cop, and there was a younger one holding a gun on her… wait. "Wait a fucking minute." She suddenly approached the younger cop and slapped him. "Baxter!" The younger 'cop' started to laugh as she hit him again. "You scared the SHIT out of me!"
The heavyset 'cop' chortled as 'Baxter tried to protect himself with his very fake gun. This was Baxter part-time bartender, part-time intern, full time out of work actor… usually. "Oh come on ah… 'Black Canary'." Grinned Baxter, "Pretty good right? The producers of Black Blooded thought so."
Some sort of drama vampire cop show… NOBODY in Superbabes watched it.
"Well good for you, dickhead." Growled Black Canary. Smacking him again for good measure. She knew Baxter from a few part-time jobs herself. He worked a few nights in the Iceberg Lounge with her once upon a time before she left. He was always going to one job or another, usually bartending between what few roles he could scrape up…
"Come here." He said grinning, hand on her ass, and guiding her to the car. "Check it out. I get to drive a real Gotham PD car!"
"It's been retired." Noted the heavyset 'cop'.
"But it's pretty spacious in the back, Black Canary…" he grinned, as he rubbed her ass. "Come on… you got to say it, right?"
"Seriously? You want to do it right here in the back of a cop car?" she mumbled, hands already on the hood as he played with her ass cheeks… what? Just because she knew him didn't mean she wasn't going to do her job.
"Come on…" he grinned as the heavyset cop actor pulled out a pack of cigarettes and walked away. "I could use the practice frisking you…" he said, hands already on her hips, "Seriously They're going to call us back to the set in an hour…" sliding his hands up and down her sides, flicking over her fishnet legs as she sighed.
"…Timer starts now." She rapped her knuckles on the window. "Superbabes…"
Time: 8:22 PM. Place: Gotham Village (Parking Lot behind the Deli)
"Special Delivery Service." She sighed, "MMMn…" he rubbed between her legs, back and forth across her pussy though her Canary corset-unitard. He smacked her bubble blonde ass as she smirked, wiggling it behind her.
"Are you packing any deadly weapons miss?" he grinned, as she chuckled.
"A great pair of tits…" she said, turning around leaning against the car, "Want to see?" she said, not even giving him the choice as she pulled her top down, freeing her big breasts as his hands groped them firmly. "Mmmn… nothing there for you officer…" she smirked running her hand over his pants, feeling his erection. "That's quite a weapon you're packing officer…"
It wasn't really that impressive, but she was playing the role…
"Ha-ha…" he laughed nervously, squeezing her breasts as she rubbed his hard on through his pants… not tactical pants which a cop would wear, but a close enough imitation… and she only knew that because Veronica's blown a few rookies… "Just like the Iceberg lounge…" he grinned.
…Coincidently that was because she blew him for 100 bucks… she was drinking and she needed a quick hundred bucks. Seemed like a good trade… but…
"You're paying me a LOT more this time…" she grinned, running her tongue over her bright red lips and starting to take off her jacket.
"Uh hey… leave that on." He said grinning as she rolled her eyes.
"I have to take THIS… off…" she said, removing the jacket before putting it on top of the car. "To take THIS… off…" she said unzipping as her costume came undone… she skipped daintily out of it, making sure it didn't touch the ground, before putting it onto the car… and slipping the jacket back on…
Leaving her in her boots, and now her jacket, framing her big soft tits as she tossed her hair. Winking at him. "There… better?"
"Much…" he said, unzipping… he's… not tiny cock slipped out as he shifted in place watching her silently as she laughed slightly.
"Look… I WILL suck this…" she said, gently stroking his hard-on as he groaned. "But I'm not putting my knees on pavement… not only does that hurt…" she purred, "But I don't know who's been pissing on it." she added. This WAS Gotham, after all.
"Right… right." He grumbled, open the door as she shifted into the surprisingly spacious back, turning around. Lying on her hands and knees on the back seat, lick a cat ready to pounce on a mouse from above, she stuck her head out through the door, and opened her mouth.
Her big breasts pressed together by her arms as her tongue lolled out, her blue eyes gazing up at him. "Ahhh…" she wagged her tongue invitingly as he approached, leaning on the car as his cock was shoved into her face, rubbing her cheek before she managed to catch his tip between her lips. "MMmn…. mmmmn…" she hummed softly, sliding quickly up and down, twisting her soft lips on his cock.
"Oooh… damn you really do give the best head in Gotham, Jen-EEEE" he hissed as she glared up at him, her teeth had pressed warningly down, "C-Canary. Black Canary…" he groaned as she began speedily sucking on him again. Head bobbing up and down rapidly as her tongue swirled over the tiny teeth indentations. Before popping off his cock.
"No real names…" she growled, before kissing his tip and swirling her tongue around it, wrapping her lips back around it and sliding up and down. She didn't consider herself as 'best head in Gotham' material… meaning that he's never had Huntress for one.
His hand went from the roof of the car to her wavy blonde hair, he pushed his hips forward as his cock twitched between her lips. She rolled her eyes, Baxter was always a quick shot. Easiest 100 bucks she ever earned.
"MMMn…MMMN!" she moaned, feeling him twitch in her mouth as he groaned.
"Ooh… Ooh. Ugh…" he clawed the roof and held her head as he shot into her mouth.
It was pretty thick… he probably hadn't had any for away. "MMMn…mmmn…" she mouthed his cock, as if squeezing out the last drops before slipping off, smiling as she looked up at him, closed her eyes, and gulped it down smooth. "Ahhh…" she stuck out her tongue, swirling it around her mouth before sitting up, and rolling back.
Her legs spread as she hooked her ankles on the back of the passenger's seat and the back seat, rubbing her blonde furred pussy, as she bucked her hips, bouncing on her bubble ass as she moaned, eyes rolling slowly as she fingered herself, "NNg… MMMn… Let me help you discharge your weapon, 'officer'…" she moaned erotically.
He crawled in after her, looming over her as he cupped at her big tits again, his dangling cock rubbing against her pussy as she pushed it towards it. "Ahh yeah…" she moaned, biting her bottom lip as he pushed his cock into her. "Oooh… we're going to talk about my charges when you're done right?" she whimpered, licking her lips.
"What?" he grunted, focused more on thrusting his hips then keeping up the play. "Oooh you feel so damn good…" he groaned.
She sighed, rolling her hips up against his thrusts, "Learn to improvise." He hands on the window to brace herself as she wormed benath him, "Oooh yeah… mmmn…" she moaned, playing HER role perfectly as he fell onto her, "Nngh…" she groaned, "Harder officer, give it to me…" she opened her mouth, moaning erotically. "Oh yeah, oh yeah…. Ooh fuck me…"
Slap-slap "Hey Bax."
"NNgh!"
"Haa…" she gasped as Baxter pushed deep into her and let it out. "…Ha?" she sighed, glancing down as he bucked his hips. "Nnngh…" she felt his gooey warmth rush into her pussy as he slipped out.
"What?" he asked a little irritated, a little satisfied.
"Production's looking for you. They want to do scene 23 again." The heavyset 'officer' said, puffing his nearly stub cigarette.
"Ah c'mon!" he grumbled, slipping his dick back into his pants and crawling out. "I had like three lines!"
"And they want you to say them." He said, dropping his cigarette on the ground and stamping it out. "If you want the money to pay your pretty friend, you better hop to it."
"Uuugh… he grumbled, "I'll be right back." He said to Black Canary, rubbing her pussy absently as she rolled her blue eyes.
"I'm still on the clock…" she said, a little dismissively at not only her lack of climax but the implication that he doesn't have the money to pay her. "Haaa…" she sighed as he scampered off, the heavyset cop left behind as he glanced into the car… she continued to masturbate. "Haa… ha…" she panted erotically, licking her lips as he stared at her, interestedly.
"Enjoying yourself?"
"Like what you see?" she asked, fingers slipping slowly in and out of her wet pussy as he stuck another cigarette into his mouth but not lighting it. "Him being here or not…" she purred erotically, "I'm here to get fucked… mmmn" she trembled as she stuffed her fingers inside her, spreading herself as she pulled them out, and slapping her pussy. "Seems like such a WASTE… not to stuff perfectly good pussy."
She was already getting paid… might as well try to have a bit of fun.
He smirked as she rubbed herself some more, he slipped the cigarette back into the pack. He slipped it into his pocket, and unzipped his pants. "Mmmn…" she smirked as his cock was pulled free, he was barely bigger than Baxter but he was thicker. He reached into the car, grabbing her slender hips and pulling her towards the open door. "OOoh…" her legs, hooked on the seats were spread wider as her ass and pussy stuck out the open window. "So forceful…" he purred as his cock pushed inside her, "Oooh yeah… OOOH!" he immediately began thrusting rapidly, back and forth as her head slapped onto the seat, "uuughhg-ugh!" her big breasts bouncing up and down on her chest, framed by her open jacket.
He held her waist tightly, pushing and pulling her roughly on his cock as her toes curled in her boots, "Ooooh yeah… mmmn!" she cooed erotically, clawing the seat before reaching for her tits, her fingers sinking into her jiggling flesh as she moaned. "Oooh yeah… how long has it been since you FUCKED a woman like me?" she cooed, writhing erotically as she clung to her tits.
"Oh I've never had a woman like you." He pushed his hips to hers as she giggled, eyes rolling slightly as her legs shivered. "Which tells me…" he leaned into the car over, her putting his hands onto her tits and squeezing them with her. "I should enjoy it… and fuck you harder."
"Haaaa-oooh!" she howled as he began wildly slapping his hips against her, "Ooh oooh!" she clung to the seat, clawing above her head, as he stopped squeezing her big breasts and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her back towards his thrusting hips. "Oooh shit… OH… OOH yeah!!"
"Gonna cum?" he grunted eagerly, feeling her spasm as she began to rub her clit, "Such a slutty little hooker…" his hips slapping loudly against her as he groaned.
"Fuck the hooker… ahh-ahh-oooh yes OFFICER…" her mouth opened as her body writhed, her orgasm building as his cock throbbed eagerly inside, "Haa-haaaa!!"
"NNGhh!!" he dropped onto her, she shuddered and grunted from his weight and gasped open mouth as she came.
"Haa-aaaaa…" she shuddered as she climaxed, feeling his thick plentiful load rush into her. "Oooh ooh shit… mmn! Officer…" she whimpered, "So much spunk inside me…" she cooed as he twitched, growling as he bucked against her before slowly pulling out. "Ahh mmmn…" her legs flexibly folded from the seats as she slipped out of the car, squatting wide-legged onto the pavement before him as she spread her pussy and let it drip out of her. "Oooh officer… you shouldn't nut inside like that…" she purred playfully as he put a hand on her blonde head, she gripped the open door and the doorframe of the car as he slapped his sticky dick on her cheek.
"You shouldn't be such a pretty whore…" he cooed as she whimpered, "Open your mouth and clean me up."
She opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue whorishly, then closed her eyes. SLAP! "Ah!" she gasped surprised as he jerked her head back with his other hand.
"Look at me when you suck on it." he said, he didn't even hit her that hard. (She's had a LOT of rough sex over her tenure at Superbabes) but she still gave him a 'Jerk' look, and wrapped her lips around his cock as he stared down at her over his stomach. She dove onto his cock as his hand tightened in her wavey blonde hair.
"MMmgh-mmmn-hmmmn…" thanks to his stomach, he lost sight of those pretty blue eyes but the result was the same. His cock in her mouth as her tongue slid up and down his length, tasting her juices and his seed.
"Bax says you give the best head in Gotham…" he groaned, one hand gripping the car as his gripped tightened in her wavy blonde locks. "He might be right-oooh…"
"MMmn-mmmn-gluck…" she slobbered over his length as his handheld her hair, jerking her up and down as he thrust his hips towards her diving face… her hand slipped from the doorframe to rub her spread pussy, still dripping semen and arousal as he sped her up.
"Uuh… mmmn…" he pulled her head down to the base of his cock. SMACK.
He slapped her cheek with his other hand as she flinched, "Mmgh!" she flinched, but kept sucking as he let go of her head. "Mmmn-mmmn-mmmn…" she moaned, sucking rapidly as his cock twitched between her warm lips. "MMM-hmmmn…" she moaned, holding his tip in her mouth as she tongued his urethra, "Mmmn-mmmn… ah!" she gasped as he pulled his cock from her mouth, slapped it wetly on her cheek as she kept her mouth gaping before he shoved it back into her mouth.
"You're just a dick worshiping whore…" he groaned, grabbing the back of her head.
"MMmpgh!!" he pulled her deep, then fucked her face. "MMMph! MMn! MMMpgh! MMmmnnn…"
"Swallow it! Swallow it…" he groaned, holding her head in place as she shuddered, fingering herself wildly as she squirted over the pavement. "Ooooh…. Damn…" he groaned, rubbing the back of her head as he spurted into her mouth.
"MMmn…. Mmmn…" she mouthed over his cock, her lips quivering as his salty load rushed into her mouth. She gulped it down, "MMmn…mmmmn…" as he kept his cock planted between her soft pouty lips. His cock kept twitching a fresh spurt seemingly coming every gulp as he sighed. "MMmn…MMPGH!" CLAP. He slapped a hand on her face again as she glared up at him gasping off his cock. "Ahh!-you realize I have TEETH right?!" she hissed angrily, rubbing her cheek as he rubbed his cock on her face.
"You suck harder when I slap you." He said, slapping his limp length on her cheek, leaving a tiny drop of pre-cum.
"Well knock it the fuck off…" she replied, rubbing her cheek. "…And no I fucking don't!" she added indignantly, standing up as he stroked himself, his cock hardening against her thigh. As he rubbed her wet pussy, and smacked his other hand onto her ass.
"Bend over… put your head in the car…" he said as she frowned at him.
"Seriously?"
"You pushed the button girl." He added firmly, rubbing his cock against her fishnets. And clapping a hand on her blonde bubble butt, making it jiggle. She sighed, and rolled her pretty blue eyes before turning around, pushing her big bubble but at him as she put her hand on the seat of the car… her ass hanging out in the air as he grabbed her hips.
"UUgh…" she moaned, slowly as he stretched her pussy again. "Ooh mmmn…" he went slow, sliding in and out of her as she wiggled her ass tantalizingly behind her.
Fap…Fap…Fap…
His hips pressing against her ass cheeks, letting it moan against him before he pulled back and repeated. SMACK! "MMNmn!!" she moaned as his hand clapped her ass cheek, and he railed away, "Ah-ha-ha-aahh…" she clung to the seat, "Nnngh… I think you… I think you just-mmmn!-like hitting pretty girls…" SMACK!! "Oooh!! SHIT!!" he hissed as he grabbed her hair and yanked, her forehead brushing against the ceiling as she bent her arms, "Haaaa-gh!!" she hissed, her hands lashing to the seats again to keep herself up, but low enough so her head didn't bang the roof with him yanking her golden locks. "Ugh. uUgh! NNGh!! I'll be a… good girl… officer!" she growled, "Don't hurt me!"
She laughed as he slammed away at her pussy, she rocked wildly back and forth, her tits swaying beneath her as he pushed into her. "Ugh-haaa!!" her body shuddered, and her hands slipped, she fell onto the seat, shaking as he fell in after her, jerking her hair as he slammed into her harder, faster. "Nngh! MMMNGH!!"
"Tight. Little… WHORE…" he sighed, pumping his hips a final three times, and smacking her ass as she trembled, her boots scraping the pavement as he pumped his cum inside her, still jerking her hair as her eyes rolled, her body spasming. He let go of her hair, smacked her ass one last time, and pulled out. "Haaa…" he sighed as she slowly slipped out of the car again, squatting as she oozed semen and arousal onto the increasing pool of fluids.
"Fuck me…" she mumbled, slowly getting to her feet as he pulled out his cigarettes again, "…Can I have one of those?"
He popped one out for her and lit it as she gave it a quick puff, "Haa…" smoke slipping from her lips as his cock twitched, she glanced at it, holding the cig between her fingers like a madam. "Put that away… time's up." She said lazily, taking another puff before tossing it away quickly. He flinched at the waste as she mumbled, "Trying to quit." She added as she got up, grabbing her suit from the hood of the car, and taking off her jacket to put it on, shimmying her 'bimbo' body into it.
"Okay, I'm back." Baxter ran from the alleyway, "Oh… come on where are you going?"
"Time's up." She added, flatly, "And unless you want the real cops to show up, I got to go." She grabbed the thermos, "…Do you want this?" she added, as he pouted.
"…Not really." He mumbled, as she rolled her eyes.
"If you have a problem with only having half the fun, then maybe order me when you're free." She said simply, holding out her other hand. "Come on. Cash." He grumbled under his breath as he reached into his pocket, getting his wallet and opening it. "And not surprising Baxter, you're short…" she noted, taking all of his money and sighing.
Dick size, height, monetarily? Possibly all of the above. But she didn't hold it against him, he was always strapped for cash. Unemployed actor after all. She turned to the other guy, puffing his cigarette and holding out her hand.
He sighed, and shook his head with a laugh. Despite his rough treatment, he was a decent enough sort of man... and she DID just have hardcore sex with him. He reached into his own wallet and handed her a surprisingly large amount, she counted and handed him some back before making her way back to the car. "See you around Baxter." She added, "Good luck with your big break. Call me when you actually have money and time." She laughed, under her breath, and went back to the car.
Time: 9:47 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"Haa-UUGh!!" he wrapped his arms around the pretty redhead's head between his legs, "Haaa…" he bucked her against the dark brick wall as her hands rubbed his legs.
"MMM…mmmn…" she hummed happily as he slipped from her lips, passing her a twenty as lights flashed behind him.
"Thanks Veronica."
"See you next week!" she smiled at the young rookie as he slipped back into his tactical pants, took his cap off her head, and put it back on his before going back on patrol, none the wiser. Nodding politely to Jenny as she jiggled out of the car… as if she DIDN'T know he was one of Veronica's 'midnight snacks'.
"Hey Jenny." Veronica smiled, licking her lips as she followed the busty blonde and her bubble ass back into Superbabes.
"Veronica." Jenny said lazily smiling, SLAP! "Hey!" she yelped angrily as Veronica playfully smacked Jenny's bubble ass. It wobbled in her fishnets as she skipped ahead. "What the hell?" she growled indignantly, rubbing the fresh handprint as she slapped the money and the thermos back onto the counter.
"Orders said I could!" Veronica chirruped sweetly as she reached the doorframe to the floor and gyrated, "She said you would like being slapped tonight!" she added, wisping away like a manic pixie dream girl.
Jenny glared at a rather tired looking Orders, absently rubbing her temples. "Veronica." Orders noted as Veronica popped back in.
"Yes?"
"Do Jenny's cut would you?" she rubbed her forehead as Veronica happily skipped over, sorted Jenny's cut in record time, and back out onto the floor she went. Orders glanced at a still furious Jenny, "…Yes?"
"I didn't have fun." Jenny pouted as Orders shrugged.
"I had a hangover and you intensified it…" Orders replied, "We'll call it even." Jenny snorted, and jiggled onto the floor as Orders eyed the still full thermos, she pulled out a bowl, opened the thermos, and dumped the sweetened contents into the bowl and began to eat. She took a deep breath, and sighed contented, continuing to enjoy the Canary Treat.
…And letting Jenny get slapped in the face a couple of times DID improve her mood just a bit.
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