The Riddle of Romance

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It was pure bliss that bathed Eddie's cock. Wonderful heat and wetness cascaded down over his cockhead, enveloping his shaft before retreating then returning again. The sheer rush of sensation was enough to banish all thoughts from his mind. Like a flashbang, leaving him stunned and groaning.

His legs almost gave out. Somehow, Eddie managed to keep his balance. He breathed in, deep and heavy, staring wide-eyed at the woman kneeling down by his waist.

Selina, the vexing jezebel, was clearly enjoying herself. Her green eyes were bright with devilry - she no doubt would have been smirking had her mouth not been stuffed full.

She let out a long, wavering moan. The vibrations that traveled down the length of his cock had Eddie fighting to keep his legs steady. It was divine - the feeling of her tongue, the softness of her plump, red lips. He watched those lips as they glided over his cock, enveloping inch after inch of his manhood, sucking him down deep. Then she drew back, releasing him and leaving him smeared with saliva, just so she could do it all over again.

Catwoman was sucking him, slurping and salivating over his hard-as-steel prick. Eddie didn't believe in miracles. Even faced with the pleasure of Selina's skilled tongue working up and down his thick, swollen shaft, he remained a man of reason. But even so… this sudden spring of good luck was enough to make even the staunchest skeptic reconsider.

All because I helped her get away… I should be a good samaritan more often.

Eddie found himself leaning against the back of his sofa then. Selina was touching his thighs, running her hands gently, tenderly over his bare skin. Caressing him as her mouth did the same between his legs. Even the simplest of her touches were driving him crazy.

She moaned again, giving him a few hard sucks, making a show of it with how hollowed her cheeks, twisting her head just so as she drew back. She bobbed her head, up and down, up and down. The slurps that sounded through the living room were lewd, stimulating the depths of Eddie's mind that craved such base things.

Just when his knees felt like they were finally going out, Selina ceased her sucking, letting his cock slip from her mouth. It slapped against his thigh, drenched in spit and throbbing. It rested there, helpless and tortured by the tingle of the cool, open air. But Eddie was not unattended for long.

Selina took him in hand and began to stroke him, pumping her fist along the slick, slippery shaft. In no time, she had Eddie groaning again. Putty in her hands.

"Wow," She giggled. It was a sweet, rich sound. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any bigger… I had no idea you were packing something like this, Eddie."

Eddie couldn't help but laugh. It came out strained and breathless.

"And here I thought… you were attracted to my… my big brain."

Selina smirked. God, he loved those lips of hers. She leaned in and kissed his cock, right on the tip. Then she did it again, pressing her lips to the side of his shaft. Then again. Again. Trailing down. All the way to his scrotum. 

Her lips were soft, so soft against his balls. She swiped her tongue against them, teasing each bulb, nuzzling them. She let out another giggle at the way Eddie trembled on his feet.

"I'm a woman of many tastes." She proclaimed before sucking one of his nuts into her mouth. Eddie hissed out a curse, sputtering as he grabbed onto the couch for support.

Selina's tongue was agile and ruthless, bringing delicious torment to his gonads. His cock was twitching like mad as it rested upon her face. It was swollen, bulging with veins, now colored an angry red. The damned thing was a beast unto itself, desperate to feel Selina's affections again. 

Like before, just as Eddie felt like he would lose his mind, Selina spat out his balls. It was a tortuous relief.

"I've always known you had a thing for me, Eddie." Selina admitted as she wiped the spittle from her mouth. She spoke in a low, purring voice and her words poured out slow and sweet. Like honey. "But now…"

"Now, what?" Eddie was panting. He would have slid to the floor if not for the couch propping him up.

Selina hummed and nuzzled into his groin, pressing her face into his cock and aching sack again. Then her ruby red lips spread wide. A wicked smile greeted him, promising sweet, sweet torment.

"Now I know you're worth my time." She answered, reaching up to cradle his cock with both hands. "And I meant what I said before: I owe you one. These sorts of debts… are my favorite to repay."

Eddie didn't get the chance to respond.

Selina dipped her head down and put her mouth to work again. Her lips slid over Eddie, skillfully taking him in. Inch after inch after inch of fat dick disappeared into the cat thief's hungry mouth. There was determination in her eyes. It shook Eddie to his core. This was a woman who would suck out his soul if she could.

Eddie didn't know whether to be fearful or thankful. Or both. All he knew for certain was the heavenly feeling of Selina's mouth around his cock… and that he wanted more of it.

She gave hard sucks, quick and sloppy. Bringing him right to the point where he felt he'd erupt. Then she would slow to an agonizing pace before drawing back entirely, panting. Using her hands, she'd pump his shaft, each stroke stirring up wildfire in his guts. 

Selina was milking him, drawing out a thin stream of precum from the tip. She lapped it up with her tongue, swirling around the head and moaning as she tasted his offering. She kissed the tip and took it back into her mouth, sucking and slurping like a well-trained whore. Then she drew back and spat on it. A large glob of saliva, sticky and warm, splattered on top of the shaft. It dribbled down to the head. She used her hands to smear it all over him, coating his prick with another nice helping of drool.

All Eddie could do was endure. His cock was so full, so swollen that the ache that pulsed through his member bordered on painful. Selina's efforts were only driving him further into that madness of sensation. She continued pumping her hands over his cock, the wet sounds of her strokes rising even over his grunts and groans.

The whole while, Selina was cooing, whispering sweet words in a soft voice that he could only just barely hear. She kissed at his tip again, letting her lips linger this time, caressing the cockhead like she would a lover and leaving smears of her red lipstick. Marking him, Eddie realized. 

More kisses followed, peppered along the sides of the shaft. She trailed back towards his balls, kissing them too. She cradled them in one hand, her touch tender and warm. She ran her tongue over them both, lathering them with spit and affection. 

Eddie grimaced, feeling a tightening in his nuts. It only worsened when Selina flattened her tongue against the base of his cock and dragged it the whole way back to the tip. He grit his teeth, fighting the desperate urge to grab Selina by the head and force her to choke down his cock.

Selina pressed her lips to his cockhead again. But it wasn't a mere kiss. It was a smooch. She moaned sweetly, torturously, letting her soft mouth linger there. Then she sucked him in. She took him deep. Down, down, down, all the way to the base. Eddie groaned and shuddered. Selina gagged around him, her throat convulsing, tightening as it tried to swallow his rod. Every inch of him was nestled in her gullet. Eddie felt his gut turn and clench, felt his cock swell and twitch. So close, so close to ecstasy. 

But Selina retreated. Too fast for Eddie to stop her. She released his length with a lewd pop. It struck her chin as it swung down, leaving a smear. But Selina only licked it up and smiled. Her eyes shined with triumph.

She had him.

"I think it's time for the real reward. What do you say, big guy?"

It was a wholly compelling argument. Many overlooked Catwoman's ability to persuade. To The Riddler, this talent would be overlooked no longer.

Eddie took in a shaky breath. His fingers still gripped the back of the couch. It might have been the only thing keeping him up at the moment. He gave the woman kneeling before him a quick nod.

The vixen laughed and flicked her tongue over his cockhead one last time. Then she rose to her feet. Her green eyes pierced deep into Eddie's own.

She led him towards the bedroom after that… with her fingers wrapped tight around his prick the whole way there.

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His kisses were frantic and clumsy, but Eddie felt what he lacked in finesse he made up for with enthusiasm. Selina at least didn't seem bothered, so that was a good sign. She swept him into her arms, clinging to him as he enjoyed those plump lips of hers in another way - thankful that she made a point to wipe her mouth first.

Eddie's blood was up, his whole body burning hot. As their mouths slid together and their tongues joined in a dance for dominance, Eddie felt himself slipping further and further into a craze of lust. Everything she did to him, every grope of his body, every nibble upon his lips, chipped away at his rational mind.

His roaming hands explored Selina's body, sliding over warm, bare skin, taking handfuls of soft, willing flesh. From her tits, her hips, her thighs, her ass. His fingers sank deep into smooth, flawless pale skin. Claiming her as plunder.

With Selina in his arms, pressed so close that he could feel her heartbeat, with her tongue dominating the space of his mouth, Eddie Nygma felt less and less like the sharp mind he was supposed to be. The ravenous urges that thrashed within his very soul, they were dragging him backwards. Backwards through time, through evolution. He was regressing. 

He felt like a man. No, lower than that. He felt like a savage. Like a caveman. A brute. A neanderthal.

Suddenly the appeal of force and conquest didn't seem so silly to him.

That is, until Selina shoved him onto the bed.

He went sprawling back and the bed creaked beneath him. His cock, hard as a rock and throbbing like mad, sprung up from his groin. A veritable pillar of manhood. It rocked back and forth in the air.

Selina strode forth, standing over him at the foot of the bed. A little hum rose up in her throat, soft and feminine… but her eyes were sharp and cunning. They saw and they desired - fixed firmly upon the prize she so clearly craved. 

Few women had ever looked at Eddie the way Selina was right then. He decided he liked it. He liked it very much.

"Look at you, look at you…" Selina sang. She reached out and poked her finger against the tip of his cock. Slowly, gently, she pushed. And pushed. And pushed. Forcing his cock up towards his belly. Until finally… her finger slipped and the long, thick rod sprang free.

Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Selina let out a laugh of delight, her eyes lighting up as she watched his manhood swing to and fro, rocking in the air.

Cats do like to play with their food, Eddie noted.

"Just to be clear…" Selina spoke up again, though her focus remained on Eddie's cock. She touched him again, putting a stop to the swaying so she could trace one of the shaft's bulging veins. "We're doing this my way. You understand?"

Eddie let his head fall back into the mattress, a weak groan escaping his lips.

"Eddie?" Selina pressed. He felt her hands close around him, slowly pumping along the shaft. He ached still, twitching against those lovely fingers of hers.

The heat in his gut had grown into fierce flame, consuming his insides. He thought it might burst free and consume him entirely. His hips rose of their own accord, bucking up into Selina's working hands. It was all in vain, though. The woman cackled, forcing him to lay flat. She was in control. The pace was hers to set.

Understanding struck his mind then. And history began to make a little more sense. The lengths men would go to enjoy the heaven that was a woman's body…

Eddie let out a long, deep growl and nodded.

"We do it your way." He relented. It was the sweetest feeling in the world.

The look in Selina's eyes only made it better. Emeralds shining with such lovely promise.

The cat thief took a short step back, hooking her thumbs through the thin band of dark fabric at her waist. She tugged her panties down. Down those long, succulent legs. The lacy bra was next to go. She reached behind and unhooked the garment without a word, only a pretty, devious smile.

Her nudity was beyond enthralling. It was divine. Even Venus would have been struck green with envy. For Eddie, though… he was struck with lightning. A jolt of vigor that had his entire body thrumming like a live wire.

His cock was so stiff, so fattened, so aching that Eddie wanted to howl. But there were no tears but for the weeping of his swollen prick. Precum trickled like a stream, dribbled down his shaft. Adding to the slickness that already coated him.

"Aw, don't stress out, Eddie." Selina cooed as she rounded to the side of the bed. Even the way she moved, the simple act of walking, had Eddie mesmerized. "I'll make sure this is fun for both of us."

Before he could speak, Selina was climbing up onto the bed to join him. His hands moved on base instinct, reaching out to feel the splendors of the feminine. His hands found her waist, sliding over the curve of her hip, the swell of her buttocks… even her hanging breasts. Selina only sighed as his hands roamed, allowing his fondling with but a gentle, pleased hum.

Selina took the chance to do some touching herself, reaching for his hard cock once again. She took him in hand, making him groan with a few firm strokes. More precum dribbled from the slit. She used her fingers to smear it over the head, over the shaft, adding to it with another wad of spit. 

All the while, she continued to move. She swung her leg across Eddie to put him beneath her. But she hadn't moved to straddle his waist. She had moved to straddle his head.

That was how Eddie Nygma found himself staring up at Catwoman's pretty, pink pussy. The prettiest he'd ever seen. She held there, inches from his face… and from his yearning mouth.

"So here's the deal, poindexter. You make me feel good… and I'll make you feel good." Selina told him. Her stroking hand slowed its pace on his cock, dragging torturously up and down his long, fattened shaft. Every inch ached, leaving him in delicious agony. Selina was purring now. "I'll make you feel really good."

"Sounds… exquisite…" Eddie nearly croaked.

Above him, he heard Selina laugh.

"Exquisite, huh? That's a high caliber word. You might have a high caliber cock… but let's just see if that tongue of yours can meet the same standard."

And with that, Selina Kyle sat down. Her slick, warm cunt met Eddie Nygma's face. Lips met lips, smothering him in that thick musk and blessing his tongue with the flavor of womanhood.

If she was giving him direction, Eddie didn't hear her. And even if he could, he wouldn't have listened. He was beyond that now, his body and mind claimed by savage instinct. Generation after generation of Nygma men had left Eddie with the proper drive. It was just buried deep in his blood and bones.

His path was clear.

He needed to eat this pussy. So he put his mouth to work.

His tongue slid out against her, over her, into her. Tasting her silken folds, her sweet, juicy flesh, and drinking down the nectar he managed to gather on his tongue.

He lapped and lapped, feverish and desperate. Like a beast crazed by hunger. He licked and sucked, no finesse or grace in his gorging, only ravenous need.

In turn, he was rewarded. Though he could not see it, he could feel it. The blessing of Selina's soft, skilled hands working over his rod. The more he licked, the faster he licked, the harder and faster her strokes became. Faster, faster, faster.

Then Selina put her mouth to his cock again. Sucking. Slobbering. Moaning around him.

Yes. Exquisite was the right word indeed.