EroticReverie

*commissioned*

Thomas

The club is dark, with small stages with live performances taking place.  By performances, I mean men and women taking part in almost everything, but actual sex. Paddling on one stage, with a scantily clad Harley Quinn, with a man dressed in a hyper sexualized Joker costume, bent over her lap , as she paddles him. 

Tonight is themed. 

Superheroes and Villains.

The corner of my lips turn up watching her dip dyed blonde pig tails bouncing as she shakes her head at his back as he jumps slightly when she strikes him. I watch her grab a fist full of his crazy, mess spray painted green, hair. She yanks his head back and leans down to whisper something as she rubs the paddle over his nice ass. 

If it wasnt for the quintessential  Joker face makeup and green hair, you might not even be able to tell what he was supposed to be. Because all he's wearing is tight, short, short, purple metallic shorts, that show off his tight ass, and most definitely whatever he's packing in the front, with a metallic green tie and tight little vest. It's hot. It's even hotter watching Harley reprimand him, and watching the wince on his face from the stage. 

While I'd enjoy being in either position, I'd really like to be in Harley's right now. Bending the joker over my lap and spanking him through those shorts that are making me bite my lip as Harley strikes him over his ass with the paddle once more. 

As I walk through the crowd toward the bar, I accidentally run into another person.

"Sorry" I say looking over my shoulder at the person I've already passed. 

I chose Robin as my costume for a reason. The reason was standing right in front of me. A hot as hell Batman. Well, from what I could tell of the way his costume fit him anyways, because most of his face was covered by the Batman mask he was wearing. 

While my Robin costume was Party City quality, this guy looked like he'd stepped off the movie set. The suit was steel grey, with darkened shadows for abs that were clearly printed on the tight spandex fabric, but i could tell this guy probably didn't need them printed on.  Even the weapons belt around the black speedo that was firmly hugging his fucking massive bulge. The speedo had me wondering if he'd stuffed himself. I looked to the gloves on his arm, donned with sharp blades that looked almost real. 

"Nice costume" I said as a female in a nice black latex, cat woman suit saddled up to him from the side. I wondered how hot she must be inside of it, wondering how sweaty, how sticky her body must be inside of it. I pictured licking the sweat from her with her Batman. Both of us lapping at her skin. 

"Thank you" the man in the Batman costume answered. "You too" he said and his voice was definitely put on, he was taking his role as Batman tonight, incredibly seriously, which was absolutely fine with me. Because looking at these two, my childhood dreams of fucking Batman and Catwoman, were one step closer to coming true at this point. 

The girl was obviously younger than him, even though I could only see her eyes and mouth. She too was putting on some kind of voice for her character. 

I looked over her costume again and grinned at the shiny black dominatrix heels she had on, tall platform heels, and they were laced up her mid calf. The heels probably gave his Catwoman almost a full extra foot, which excited me, because it meant without them, she'd be much easier to toss around the bedroom. 

Typical me, getting ahead of myself. 

"I'm Thomas" I say sticking out my hand. 

Batman and Catwoman share a questioning look and both look back at me. 

The hot Batman sticks his hand out. 

"Batman" he says. 

I chuckle. "Right...of course. Nice to meet you Batman." I say shaking his hand and then nodding to Catwomen. "You as well Catwoman.'

She only smiles and as she turns slightly and pulls her Batman into her, I notice a shiny little flick of metal on her ass. 

I cock my brow, realizing, her suit...has the option....to be crotchless. I groan internally. 

Batman nods to whatever the girl says into his ear as he looks at me, and I suddenly grow less confident as he eyes seem to appraise me. 

As she slips from his ear and face back to me. 

"Are you going to the after spot at Kilo's?" he says in his gruff, deep voice, that does things to my fucking dick. 

I shake my head slightly. 

"Kinda new around the scene.." I say. "Not sure who Kilo is." I answer.

"He runs these parties...you should meet us there." he says.

"Do I...will I need an invitation? How do I get in?" I say. 

Batmans scruffy jaw lifts as he grins. 

"By promising to have an open mind, and not get so drunk off your ass that you can't consent." Batman growls. 

I raise my brow under the black eye mask I have on. 

"A lot happens at Kilo's....there's a lot less rules......less clothes....." says the Catwoman , in almost a purr. 

I nod. "I definitely always keep an open mind."

"You here with anyone?" Asks the female as she runs her pointed gloved fingertips over the chest of her Batman. 

I shake my head. "Was supposed to come with a friend....he bailed" I say. 

She gives a little pout, but I have a feeling she's not too sorry at all. 

"You should hang with us." she purrs, and I wonder to myself what both of their actual voices sound like, but right now, don't actually care, because they're both living up to my fantasy expectations. 

She reaches out her gloved hand. 

"Do you dance?" she grins, her lips are cherry red, and glossy, and probably look fantastic around a cock. 

I nod. 

"Dance with me then" she licks the tip of her tongue along her upper lip. 

I let her pull me towards her and I look at Batman who gives a single nod, as if assuring me I don't need to worry about him kicking my ass for dancing with his girl. 

Catwoman takes me to the middle of the floor and in between other grinding villains and superheroes, she turns her back to me immediately and pushes up against me. Her ass finding my half hard cock through my costume. 

I place my hands on her hips, and lick my lips at the feel of the latex under my hands, I let my hands glide down slightly and then back up and pull her hips back as I dance behind her , or, more or less just grind on her. The dance floor is crowded and I look over to where Batman is standing, or was, because when I look over, he's gone. 

I look around and then, jump when I feel hands on my own hips. 

I turn my head and inhale when I see the hot as fuck Batman towering just a few inches over me. A slight smirk crosses his face, as he grinds my ass, like I'm grinding his Catwomans. 

The sheer hardness of his cock pressing against my ass through our costumes, sends me into a fucking frenzy, and my cock hardens against Catwoman's ass, and I feel her turn. 

"S-sorry" I say looking back to her next.

She smirks. 

"Don't be" she purrs and pulls herself tight against me, Batman and Catwoman, sandwiching me between them. 

I watch her bite her cherry red lip as her lashes lower and she looks down, her hand grabs me through my costume. I groan. 

I watch her lips turn up as she keeps looking down, rubbing my through my costumes, her hand molding to the shaft as she slips it up and down. I groan, but it's lost in the music , and Batman's mouth, is next to my ear. 

"I take it you go both ways?" his voice is gruff, tickling my ear. 

I only nod as I thank god, for listening to my perverted child hood prayers. 

"I'd like to share her with you." his voice vibrates in my ear, making me shiver, giving me goosebumps.  "Share you...with her." he says and I nod, my dick aching for this to happen as soon as possible. 

I nod again. 

His mouth, is on my skin, below my ear, my cock growing impossibly, painfully hard in the grip of his girl's hand. 

I feel the scruff of his jaw against my own as he drags his tongue up my neck, over my jaw and I open my mouth, offering it to him. 

He takes it. 

His tongue is rough, demanding and let's me know that he'll be the dominant one tonight, that me and Catwoman are HIS, not the other way around. 

Catwomans hand leaves my cock and her body presses back into me, and she leans into the kiss Im sharing with Batman, and adds her mouth to ours. Her tongue to ours. 

First, I take her mouth, feeling her wet lips on mine, messy, and soft, she bites my lip and then turns her mouth more towards Batman and bites his next, and he growls, making her squeal, making me impatient for this to go further, to escalate to the no rules land of this Kilo persons house. 

I breathe heavily as their kiss grows so intense, and I watch her smear her red lip stick all over her mouth, and realize I must have some on mine too. Batman groans and turns, to my mouth again and kisses me once again. 

I think about if anyones watching us, watching two men, smear their lipstick covered mouths over one anothers, while Catwoman paws at my chest and purrs in my ear about how she can't wait to have me inside of her. She purrs about it feeling so big in her hand as I kiss her man. Our tongues pushing wildly against each others. Batman is the first to break away, leaving himself and me panting, and Catwoman grabs my hand and brings me to the stage, where Harley Quinn is sending her thoroughly spanked Joker on his way.

"Do you like to be spanked?" she grins and pulls me up on the stage. I grin. 

"Do you ?" I ask in response. 

She nods with a giggle. 

"We're next!" Catwoman tells Harely who's eyes light up when she looks at Catwoman. 

Harley stands and grabs another chair. 

She faces the chairs towards one another, and makes each of us kneel, and bend over the chairs. 

I turn my head and see Batman watching us from the side of the little stage. He grins. I watch his hand adjust his groin, my own groin still ready to fucking explode. 

Catwoman gets the first spanking. Harley testing her out, starting out gentle. The first few spanks of the wooden paddle get little giggles of pleasure from Catwoman , and it's not until the 4th she jumps and hisses. Harley has found a comfortable zone for her. 

I watch Catwoman as she gasps and whimpers with the next few strikes. And Im so lost on focusing on how hot her mouth looks, agape like that, panting, with her lip stick smeared from just sharing one of the hottest kisses I've ever had with me and her man, that my first strike catches me completely of guard. 

I jump and hear Harley giggle behind. 

"scare ya big boy?" she slaps the paddle against me again, and flips the cape away from my back and spanks me again. 

"Tell Harley what a bad boy you've been Robin" she says as I feel her dig what feels like, her heel into my back. I look to her behind me and see she's standing, her leg lifted, with her heel on my back. 

"I've been very bad" I yell. 

"Yes, Robin, you have" she says and slaps me again with the paddle. And again. And again. They come more quickly. I wince, and struggle to catch my breath between them, and almost call out RED "the universal safe word" at these things. But then she stops and turns back to Catwoman who is squirming. She's biting her lip and wiggling her ass. 

She squeals when the paddle connects, making as loud smack. 

"oh god" she whines. 

"Mmmm...if you wanted it harder....you could have said so." Harley tells her, before doing it again. 

I look over to Batman , who has a guy dressed as the Hulk, full, fake foam muscled body suit and all, whispering to him, Batman nods. 

Then after he walks away, Batman gestures for me to come on. 

I turn to Catwoman , who is lost in her live punishment, moaning and writhing on her chair as another loud smack lands on her ass. 

"Uh....CATWOMAN" I say loudly and she looks at me, such fucking lust and need written all over her, just by the way her mouth hangs open. 

I nod to Batman and she pushes up. 

"Red!" Catwoman calls out and Harley halts her next swing mid air, almost still striking Catwomans ass. 

"Gotta go!" She says getting up, and Harley puts down the paddle, and Catwoman grabs her hand. 

"Alreadyyyy?" Harley whines, but then she giggles as Catwoman pulls her off the stage with her, and I follow.