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It was calm and quiet in Superbabes, the girls were working and strutting as usual. Cheetah purred out a few tips from a particularly attentive client who got to pet a genuine furry without getting his eyes scratched out. Big Barda yawned broadly from the bouncer's position by the door to the floor as Orders almost casually reached for the phone just before it rang.
Time: 9:01 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Ring-ring Click
"Superbabes, We Deliver."
"I need a whore!"
SLAM
"Orders abruptly hung up as Big Barda turned her head abruptly, at the sudden interruption to the calming day, and chuckled. "That bad?"
"They were rude." Orders noted flatly as it rang again and she reflexively reach once more for the phone.
Time: 9:02 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"Ring-ring Click
"Superbabes, we deliver."
"Seriously I need a whor-!"
SLAM
"…Wow two in a row?" Big Barda asked, laughing lightly as Orders slammed down the phone once more and continued to absently work at her counter, doing very counter-related things… very important.
"Same idiot. I don't respond well to assholes…"
"…You let Ashley work here." Big Barda retorted, jerking her thumb to the sassy Silver Banshee as her natural response echoed melodiously back.
"Fuck off big bitch!" declared Silver Banshee abruptly as Big Barda casually flipped her off back.
"Silver Banshee's different, she makes me money." Orders noted lazily as Big Barda chose not to question her logic. "But I have very simple rules, and if people are too stupid to FOLLOW those clear rules, then why should I serve them? No shirts, no shoes, no manners, no service." She replied casually, then reached for the phone.
Um… should I bother?... Fine.
Time: 9:05 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Ring-click.
"I don't respond well to entitled assholes."
"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE Don't hang up! I'm desperate and the last time I ordered from you it worked out!"
"What do you want?"
"Everything's ready but my booked girl didn't show, and I'm going to lose out on a LOT of money!"
"…How much?"
"…About… half as much as I'm… going to pay you?"
"Hmmn. That sounds about right…Say please."
"PLEASE, for the love of God!."
"Who specifically do you want to deliver?"
"…I need a delivery girl. Who REALLY likes… uh..."
"I got just the girl, our same deal as last time, but I still expect her back within the hour. Name and address please."
FINALLY… Meanwhile.
"Batgirl! I got one for you!" Orders noted, almost excitedly and almost grinning a bit TOO greedily.
Batgirl, slurping her vanilla shake stuck her head into the lounge from the floor as the food slid out across the counter. "Cool." She said flatly, slurping loudly before accurately tossing the empty cup over her shoulder into a waste bin across the lounge. "Where am I going?" Orders handed her the receipt as she read it, and slipped it into her utility belt pouch, and lifted the food from the counter.
"Anything I should know?"
"…You'll thank me later?" Orders replied as Batgirl raised an eyebrow, but shrugged dismissively as she strutted out the back. Her big pawg booty wobbling in her tight leather as she got into the company car, and drove out into the night towards Old Gotham.
She parked on the street in front of an old rundown-looking brick building, strutting inside casually as she made her way towards the elevator. She rode up to the third floor, strutting down the hallway towards room number 3 as she raised her hand and knocked loudly. "Super-" the door popped open as the occupant grabbed her wrist and yanked her abruptly inside. "BABES!"
Time: 9:26 PM. Place: Old Gotham (Familiar Brick building, third-floor apartment 3.)
"Special delivery service!" she gasped and was immediately flung into the center of the room. It was COVERED in plastic and dudes in masks. She might have been concerned if most of them weren't naked… but they were. They stared at her, most erect, some stroking absently as a tall strapping black man, also in a mask, spun an empty, clear mixing bowl in his hands. His large cock dangling between his legs.
"Hi, I'm Pip." Said the average-looking man in sunglasses, one of two men in the packed room wearing clothes. Another held a camera, and aimed it at her. "…I need you to help me make a gokkun."
Batgirl stood there for a minute. the bag of food fidgeting in her hand thoughtfully, and took a deep breath, inhaling through her nose. Smelling pre-cum, body odor, and sweet… "…You want me to swallow cum?" she asked simply as he stared at her sheepishly.
"I know there's like 20 guys here and it's a LOT to ask but I'm desperate and-"
"You're going to pay me to swallow 20 loads?" she asked simply as the Strapping Man chuckled.
"Well as many as we can get out." He said, his big pornstar dick twitching. As she stared at his cock, sniffing the air again… inhaling the musky pheromones for 20 some odd horny guys.
She grabbed Pip suddenly as he squeaked, she pulled him forward and JAMMED her tongue into his mouth. Kissing him deeply and passionately, feeling his little pip shoot up against her thigh… he was packing. But after sucking out his soul, she licked her lips. Dropping the bag of food onto the plastic covering on the floor and tossing back her red hair. Smiling at an awed Pip. "I find that most guys don't like me kissing them when I've gargled cum… and I needed to kiss you." she declared and stripped down to nothing, leaving a trail of clothes behind her as she stood in the center of the eager crowd.
Standing with her big pawg booty wobbling temptingly, and only wearing her batgirl mask. She reached out for the man with the bowl. One hand around his cock, the other taking the bowl as she dropped to her knees, resting it before her as she began to stroke his 9-inch pornstar cock before her face. Smiling delightedly.
"We uh… just need you to stroke them into the-" Pip began as the camera guy, the only one still retaining his senses, began filming her. "Alright then." He whimpered, as Batgirl opened her dick sucking lips wide, and immediately deep throated the Strapping man.
"Oh SHIT…" he gasped, her lips kissing his base as she moaned. His hand on her masked head as she eagerly suckled on his entire length.
"MMmn-mMMN!!"
"S-seriously he needs to cum in the bowl. We have to show-"
"Dude let her SUCK…" gasped the man as she caressed his sack, sliding her head to his tip.
"MMn-mmmn…" she suckled lovingly before sliding down, and up again. She took his entire length over and over as his cock visibly pulsated. As far as she knew… he was the biggest guy in the room. Better to drain his sack now while her jaw was still tight.
"Oh yeah! Ooh!" he groaned, slamming his hips against her face as the camera zoomed in. Many of the other participants stroked themselves eagerly, those who hadn't dropped their pants before eagerly did so now as Batgirl's head moved at light speed, there was no hesitation in her work. In fact, if not for the fact that Pip was desperately pointing to the bowl as her first cock began to show signs of imminent release… she would drink straight from the tap for everyone here… including the camera guy. Twice for good measure.
"Oh shit oh shit!" chanted #1 dick, shaking eagerly. "Get the damn bowl! Ooooh…" she VERY reluctantly, pulled off his girth, aiming it towards the bowl as several thick ropes filled the bottom. "Ugh!! Ughhh!!!" she stroked it wildly, gliding her hand and pumping his girth, draining every drop of his hot… yummy. Cum….
…God she wanted to just DRINK it. NOW… while it was fresh and warm.
"Holy shit that was amaz-WHOA!" she shoved him away, rubbing her naked body and wiggling her pawg booty as she glanced around eagerly.
"More… hurry! I want to drink it all!" she whined as the other participants were… QUITE encouraged.
#2 was eager enough to jump the line he waddled forward, she didn't even notice his size or weight or anything only his cock and the contents of his balls. Sensing the big load inside him like an alien predator that only saw heat vision. She opened her mouth wide as he began to speak. "Give me those-ooh GOD…" he sighed as she inhaled his average length, greedily sucking as she felt her arm lightly tugged from her side to wrap around cock #3. Her hand slid up and down with her head, jerking and moaning around them both as she slurped noisily.
Her green eyes gazing up into their masked faces before closing and enjoying her work. Inhaling their musky scents as pre-cum oozed out of them both. #3 was quick but plentiful, and he was at least cognitive enough to let her aim his load to splatter on the bowl. "MMgh!?" a small trace of it dribbled on the edge as she pushed #2 out of her mouth and coiled low lick a snake, licking it up and shuddering in pleasure as the men watched in awe. "Haaaa…" she sighed, letting #3's tiny drop slither down her throat.
"Can somebody get a stool or something for the bowl?" asked Pip as a footstool was kicked towards her. Sliding across the floor as she grabbed the bowl, putting it on the stool as #4 and #5 approached her, she wrapped her hands around them both before giving #2's cock a few more strokes of her lips. He didn't last much longer.
"Get the bowl get the bowl!" he gasped, but she slurped noisily. "OOOooh shit…" he sprayed his load into her mouth. She moaned delightedly, humming lovingly as she bobbed her head, draining out every drop as he slipped free. "Fuck…" he sighed.
"Get it in the bowl." Pip mouthed desperately as she frowned at him, her cheeks stuffed and stroking #4 and #5…
She glared at him and shivered in disgust, for half a second Pip thought she was going to throw up, but she twisted her head over the bowl and let the cum spill out. "BLegh…" she mumbled, then her head tilted back up, scowling. "I hate spitting." She said, it would've been comical if she didn't immediately put #4's cock into her mouth, freeing up one hand and curling it at another. "Mmmngh-mmmngh!" #6 moved forward as she immediately began to jerk his rigid meat for him.
#7 however, jumped the line just as #5 tapped out. "I can't hold it." #7 groaned, aiming down and stroking out thick ropes as Batgirl, her lips wrapped around #6 now, glared angrily at him. She aimed #5 down towards the bowl, accurately shooting it into the increasingly filled bowl. About a 1/4th of the way full. She pulled her hand away, moaning lovingly around #6 ass she smacked her ass loudly, flipped off #7 and called for #8
All three occupied cocks however, amazingly, came simultaneously… she watched jealously as they sprayed their loads into the bowl, pouting adorably like a child denied a treat. "…Just let me drink it…" she moaned wagging her big pawg booty as a hand clapped across it. "MMnhg…" but she ignored it, biting her lip and gazing into the cum bowl.
"The faster we cum the faster you drink." #1 had returned, rubbing his girth against her face as she ran her tongue along it, rubbing him gently as he sighed. "Come on." He cheered as she moaned, catching his tip with her lips. "Ooh damn…"
"GLUCK-GLUCK-GLUCK…" she gobbled down his shaft, moaning sensually as she inhaled his pubs, wagging her hands for cock… shit what number was she one? Hell, she didn't care. MORE COCK!
…#9 and #10 had their lengths wrapped by her silky hands as she slid up and down #1
"MMNgh… MMgmh…mMGH!!" she hungrily moaned around #1 as he sighed contentedly, grabbing her head tightly, his fingers curling in her hair as she continued to stroke #9 and #10. "MMngh!" a pair of hands snuck up on her, squeezing her big breasts together from behind as she moaned around #1's girth. Whoever was squeezing her from behind, rubbing his cock between her ass cheeks. #11.
"Mmnng…mmnn…" she moaned, wiggling her pawg booty around #11's cock as she felt #1 pulsate in her throat. "MMgh!?" she slid off his length, immediately turning her head to wrap her lips around #10. Firmly stroking #1 into the bowl like she was milking a cow udder. Several ropes of cum splattered into the pool of thick white liquid as he roared his release. Once emptied, he was again shoved away by her, as her attention was quickly occupied by #12 as #9 finally ejaculated, blowing his load into the bowl.
"Gonna cum!" hissed #11. His cock between her ass cheeks and in serious danger of being wasted over her back. She slipped off #10, pulled away from #12 and the oncoming #13. Before turning around and shoving a spasming #11 onto his back immediately diving forward, shoving her pawg booty into the air and wildly sucking on #11's cock.
With her ass in the air, displaying such a tempting target, numerous hands clapped onto her ass over and over as they laughed happily, she ignored them all as #11 thrust up into her face as she dove down. "MMMGH!!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK!
Her ass wobbling in the air as she wagged it for the camera, "SLUUURP!" she popped off #11's cock, dropping to her knees again, before leaning over the bowl and disgustedly spitting the cum into it… Again, she wasn't disgusted because of the cum, she was disgusted that she was spitting. "More." She declared abruptly as #10, #12, and #13 quickly lost to her skills…
She gazed in hypnotic awe as the three sprayed their loads into the bowl, she licked her lips, leaning forward as if it was calling to her with a Siren song only for #14 to distract her by yanking her hair back. "Aaah-mMMngh!" she immediately wrapped her lips around a rapidly bucking #14, her hands reaching out for an approaching #15, and #16, but only getting a returning #3.
Luckily, #14 was so busy fucking her face, that he didn't bother to hold back and enjoy it, ripping his cock from her mouth as she quickly pulled #15 into it. "Aaah-mmph!" and grabbed #16 as #14 drained his load into the bowl. #16 was a big boy, but he was already extremely close, his lengthy dick spurted into the bowl from a foot away, like a sniper shot as she let him go. She slurped out #15, before immediately finishing with a returned #3.
Her cheeks stuffed with a double shot she leaned over the bowl and let it flow out. It splattered into the massive amount of viscous fluid as she drooled slovenly into the bowl. "Can I drink it yet?" she whined as #1 laughed.
"Now you got at least four more…"
"But I want to drink it…" she whined, erotically and hungrily… giving herself at least eight more cocks to drain.
#7 and #4 made brief returns but they were diminishing. They were spurting into the bowl as she turned her attention to #17, #18, and #19.
#17 and #18 were twins. She could tell, even with the mask, so to save on time… "Ahhh…"
"Oh shit!" they moaned together as #1 wrapped her hand around his girth, and she wrapped her lips around both their cocks, "Ugh!/FUCK!, FUCK!/UGH!" they bucked into her face as her mouth salivated over both, her green eyes rolling in her Batgirl mask as her tongue lashed and licked over both their cocks as they practically tore her face open.
"…I think I rented a monster…" mumbled Pip as she slurped messily around the two. Stroking #19 and #1 unimpeded as his cock throbbed in his pants.
"GONNA CUM!" moaned the twins together as they pulled from her lips, spraying an equal amount into the bowl as #18 slapped his cock on her cheek, her mouth now occupied by #19. Easily the oldest in the room judging by the state of his body. Winked, hairy, grey, she didn't care she just kept sucking as #1 drained another round into the bowl.
"MMMGH!!" her eyes rolled as his old cum burst into her lips. It was thick, gross and salty… and yes. She SO wanted to just gulp it down! "MMMgh…" she showed it off to the cameraman, chewing and churning it in her open mouth before spitting it into the bowl and frowning. "Can I drink it, NOW?…" she pouted as the final man in the room. #20. Approached her…
There was something seriously wrong with him. His balls were MASSIVELY enlarged, his cock was big and his arms, legs, and stomach were fat. His girth wobbled like an elephant trunk as it slowly throbbed to life before her eyes. She sighed, gazing up at him. Kissing his bulging tip, almost as big as a tennis ball. "Haaa…" she kissed it again, gazing up at him. "…You better have a lot of cum in these…" she said, fondling his sack… as big as a softball… for each nut.
"We call him gusher." Grinned #1 under the ski-mask.
"…Promising." She moaned erotically… then practically unhinged her jaw like a python and stopped several hearts as she took the soda can-sized girthed, foot-long piece of meat, balls deep into her throat.
"OH SHIT, I think I feel her stomach acid!" laughed 'Gusher' #20. "Squeeze dem nuts, sexy…" he sighed as she did so, sliding back to his slip and popping off his shaft loudly, she opened and closed her mouth, as if stretching it out, sliding double fisted up and down his length before licked his urethra, swirled her tongue around his glans rapidly and deepthroated him once more. "UUGH!!"
They stared in awe as Batgirl's pretty green eyes rolled up into her head, her lips stretched around the base of his cock, her hands fondling his engorged sack in loving worship… "MMmngh… mmmnhg…"
"…Damn girl breathe…" he gasped, amazed. "…Not that I'm-NGH! Complaining!" his masked head rolled back, "Ugh… oooh… SHIT…"
Her throat… VISIBLY… pulsated. His balls quivering in her hand as her tongue lathered up what little cock she could contain in her mouth as her throat caressed his meat. Stuffing it to capacity as she slowly pulled off… seconds after releasing him from her lips… he exploded.
A torrent of cum sprayed into the bowl like a busted showerhead. "Ugh!! OOOH!!!" he contributed at least a quarter-inch of cum to the bowl as she bit her bottom lip, watching rope after rope of thick seed sprayed out like a pressure washer.
A final dolloped dripped into the bowl from his urethra, she kissed the tip as if in thanks. Before rubbing herself, gazing into the bowl. "Wow… how was the other girl supposed to suck that?"
"She wasn't…" Pip mumbled as the surrounding men laughed nervously. "Seriously this was supposed to be all handjobs…"
"Whatever." She sighed, gazing longingly into the bowl. It was almost completely, full… but it was at least a half-gallon. Maybe even three-fourths of one… "NOooooow?" she whined longingly, the surrounding, exhausted cocks twitching in response.
"Yeah, I guess soooo-oly shit…" Pip breathed as Batgirl, planting her hands on the ground around the bowl, straightened her legs, presenting her pawg booty in the air as she licked her lips hungrily… and dove…
Literally. DOVE.
Into the bowl… face first.
"…I don't…" began #1… I don't know what to do with this." He replied in awe as the amount of cum began to shrink. The ears of her cowl prevented her from completely engulfing her head into the bowl. But she drank, and drank, not even taking a breath. Her ass wagging behind her as she devoured the gooey concoction. Like a dog eating its meal after starving for a week.
"GULP-GULP-GULP-GULP-GULP!! AH…" she finally took a breath, but only because she couldn't reach the bottom of the bowl anymore. Her belly bulged with the amount she already drank, she sat back down, her face sticky and her eyes closed, she scraped what she could into her mouth with her fingers. "Aha-…aahh…" she slovenly licked her tongue around her lips, before reaching for the bowl, then wrapping her lips around the edge, and tilting it up, sliding the rest greedily into her mouth. "GULP…GULP…GULP…"
The cameraman stared at her in awe, filming her deprave gluttony as she drained every single drop from the bowl. She lapped at the inside as best she could, licking the scraps before she let it drop to the plastic flooring with a clatter…
"BUUUUUUUUUURP…" she giggled adorably, sighing contentedly and smiling her prettiest smile. "…Anymore?" she purred into the camera.
"Just cut. We can't film anything better than that." Pip declared in awe as the camera was off, and the crowd clapped. She waved a hand around, frowning at them.
"No. Seriously anymore? I still want." They laughed as she glanced at Pip's crotch and his erect cock. She lashed to his waste.
"Whoa-hold on a-shiiiiit…" he gasped, as she expertly removed his uncut cock, stroking it rapidly as she opened her mouth.
"I want it fresh." She declared before wrapping her lips around him. "MMmgh-mmn…"
"…Uh…" #1 watched as she sucked on the director. "Let's… get cleaned up. Showers. Sports drinks. Thanks for… participating-holy shit girl, you freaky."
…Batgirl sucked on Pip for a long time, so long that she was insulted. The rest of the co-stars had mostly left as she buried Pip's girth into her throat as she glared up at him. "MMGH-MMN!!" she slid back, pouting as she kissed his length. "CUUUUUM…" she half ordered; half demanded.
"I…" he wiggled, "just… ugh…" he tilted her head back. "…Hold still…" he mumbled apologetically… taking another stool, and setting them on either side of her he stood on them both, pressing his sack on her face as he took a breath, planted his hands on her shoulders as she tilted her head back, and he pounded down into her throat. "UGH! UGH! UGH!!"
"MMMGH!! mMMNGH!!" her eyes rolled as his balls slapped against her chin, "Mmmmn…" she shuddered, her bulging stomach wobbling and churning as the cameraman, obviously, continued to roll behind the scenes footage as Pip railed rapidly against her face… and-
"AAAAGH…" he pushed his hips against her face, "OOoh!" thrusting firmly in her throat as it bulged. "Ugh! UGH!! MMMN…" he could've broken her neck if she let him, wrapping her stick hands on his ass and pulling him into her throat as he drained his balls into her mouth. "Haaa… sorry." He repeated as #1, now wearing pants, drank a cold sports drink, watching disinterestedly as Pip slipped free of her mouth, dropping a final dollop on her face as it flicked free and he stepped off.
"Guy can't nut unless he's pumping rough." #1 shrugged as Batgirl just licked her lips, scraping his cum into her mouth.
"Cool." She mumbled, getting to her feet, her center of balance slightly off with her bulging stomach. "Ooop…" she balanced herself adorably, "Shower?" #1 jerked his thumb towards an open door as she walked right in.
…There was no way her mask would survive the cum bath she gave it, so… she broke protocal and took it off. Bathing in the hot steaming water as she blinked curiously for a minute… her stomach gurgling as she glanced down at it confused. "…What's up with you-UUUURP!!!" she leaned quickly forward, breathing heavily as the censored mess from her mouth washed away down the drain before more escaped up her throat. "BLAAAGH!!!"
After a moment Pip shouted, "…Are you okay?"
"…I'm fine… just surprised." She mumbled quietly, licking her lips and spitting into the water. "…Turns out even I have limits…" she rubbed her restored stomach, washing her face again. "…Must have been that vanilla shake."
…Yeah… that's what it was.
…She strived to try again later.
#1 whistled from a couch as she strutted naked out of the shower, tossing a towel on his face as she carried the batgirl mask in hand. In desperate need of a thorough Superbabes cleaning. "Looking good."
"I am naked." She declared as Pip handed her a check. She eyed it suspiciously before slapping him gently with it. "Cash only."
"Just give it to your boss." He said, "You can come right back if she's mad." Mask-less Batgirl rolled her green eyes and slapped him on the ass. "Whoa…" she gathered her clothes, dressing casually as they watched her big pawg ass vanish back into the suit.
"You guys call me when you need another swallower." She declared, slipping the check into the utility pouch and waving them off with her free hand as she walked out. "Later…" she smiled at them. Pip grinning stupidly and blushing as #1 waved her off.
Time: 10:35 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Jackie walked into the back of Superbabes and pulled the check out of her pouch. Rebecca watched her oddly. "You took off the mask?" she whistled, "Naughty." However, when Jackie set it on the desk it remained unmoving… so sticky with cum that it was… pretty starchy. "…Don't see that every day. Even here." Rebecca mumbled as Jackie took it back.
"Wash that, now." Orders mumbled disgustedly, but smiling subtly at the check and putting it beneath the counter. Expecting a hefty cut from Jackie's DVD later. Granted she'd have to give the girl part of that, but semantics. Her purple eyes watched the Mask-less Jackie walk into the lockers. "Well?"
"…Thanks boss." Replied Jackie fondly as Orders nodded.
"You're welcome. I hope you learned something from this…" she noted, KNOWING that if Jackie learned anything it was not a lesson in moderation.
"I shouldn't swallow so quickly…" Jackie replied, taking a spare mask from one of the other lockers as hers went through a high-pressure wash. "Gives me a tummy ache." She held out her hand as a vanilla shake slid out of the kitchen across the counter into it. "SLURP…"
"…I guess you aren't the only one who needs to try again next time." Orders mumbled, jerking her thumb towards the lockers. "Now go brush your teeth, your breath smells more like vomit than cum."
End.