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Batman & Wonderwoman: Consolation Prize	By : vittoria Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 8604 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Wathctower….five years ago….

Seven League Members of the Justice League, Batman, Wonderwoman , Hawkman, Black Canary, Martian Manhunter, The Flash and Green Lantern had just entered the Watchtower meeting room. They had just finished fighting a battle with a super alien race who were trying to take over the earth. Now tired and exhausted they were all looking to return to their respective homes and resume their civilian lives. However there was one more task which they had to perform….

“Do you know what this meeting is about?” Flash asked.
“Got me,” said Green Lantern, “I just know that the big guy wanted us to hang around for a bit before we went home.”
“I hope this doesn’t take too long,” said Batman, “I have a golf game in an hour.”
“I don’t know how you can play that boring game,” said Canary.
“It’s not boring,,” Batman said, “When there are billions of dollars at stake.”

Suddenly Superman appeared, with both of his hands behind his back a large smile across his face.
“Bout time,” Hawkman spat, “What the hell you smiling about?”
“Yeah what’s up Clark?” Flash asked.
“I have some great news,” Superman said smiling.
“About what?” Green Lantern asked.
“I’m getting married!” Superman beamed flinging out his arms revealing a huge magnum of champagne.
There were a chorus of congratulations from everyone all around.
“Congratulations Clarke,” Wonderwoman said walking up to him extending her hand. Superman took it with his free hand and shook it.
“Thank you Diana,” Superman said smiling down at her, He then turned to the rest of the group, “Look why don’t we all move to the kitchen? I brought some glasses and cake. I want you all to know that you’re invited to my engagement party….”
They all moved towards the kitchen where as promised, sat a huge vanilla cake on the dinning table. Superman began to cut pieces all the while chatting about the place of his pending nuptials and the planned honeymoon. Batman hung back and looked around and noticed that Wonderwoman was nowhere to be seen. He silently slipped out of the kitchen and went in search of her.
He checked her quarters but she wasn’t there. He finally found her in one of the observation lounges, which provided a spectacular view of the earth. Though she had her back towards him her shoulders were shaking slightly as if she were crying. Batman knew that she had always held a torch for the Boyscout but he had no idea that it went this deep. He moved silently to her side. She did not turn, even when she suspected that he must have been close, Batman looked at her and saw the tears streaming down her face. He slipped a consoling arm around her shoulders. Which, to his surprise, she did not shrug off. Instead she leaned in to him further placing her head on his shoulder. Until she stopped crying. He used the corner of his cape to dry her tears. She looked so different from the way she usually did. Her face lacked that stoic no non-sense expression she usually sported. She instead looked sad and vulnerable. And Batman found that he was moved.

“There, there,” he said softly, patting her on the back. To his surprise Wonderowman pressed herself to him wrapping her arms around his shoulders and burying her face in his neck. She began to sob even louder. Batman to his shame, felt himself harden. He tried to pull back shifting his body so that his erection wasn’t pressed against her body. But Wonderwoman would not let go of him, she simply raised her face to him her eyes red rimmed her sensual lips shaped into a pout.

He bent his head to give her --a consoling kiss--he swore to himself, nothing but a peck on the lips. But she made it last longer. Batman opened his mouth to her and was soon receiving her tongue, it was gentle at first then more insisting. He soon felt her clawing at his costume. Pulling at his cape, pulling it from it’s casing until it ripped right off.

Batman snapped back into reality and lifted his head.
“Diana,” he said softly, “No. Not like this.”
Her face crumpled again and she buried her face in his neck and she began to sob all over again. He felt her mouth open-hot and moist sucking on his neck. Her tongue swirling around his neck. Batman groaned.
“Diana,” he murmured into her hair, “God Diana…”

Her arms slid from around his neck— her hands slid down his chest to his belt. She then began to pull up apart his jersey until it was split down the middle revealing his perfectly sculpted and muscular torso. She pressed her mouth to his body. Her mouth and tongue snaking along the rough ridges of muscle, all the time whimpering and groaning. This time Batman was beyond caring whether or not he was being used as a ‘consolation prize’ for another man. He was hard and horny and was not going to pass up this opportunity to finally have one of the most beautiful and elusive women in the world. If the truth were to be told he had wanted to do this for years and he was not going to blow this opportunity. Diana’s mouth and tongue moved lower and lower down his torso until she reached his belt. She looked up at him silently her eyes on fire with lust. Batman reached down and undid his utility belt and threw it down on the couch. Unhindered Wonderwoman rolled down his tights, exposing his huge and sizable 8 inch cock. She looked at it for an instance, as if it were the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life.

“Now I understand why you’re so arrogant..” she purred, “You have the biggest cock in the League.”
Batman was startled how did she know that …how would she know….?
But he was unable to ponder the question further as her tongue danced and swirled expertly on his cock in a way in which spoke entirely of her experience. He wondered how she had learned all of this and with whom. Even though he was sure she was around his age he had been sure she was still a virgin. But it certainly did not seem to be the case.

Batman—or to be precise his alter ego Bruce Wayne had been given some of the best blow jobs by some of the world’s most beautiful women in the world. Just the other night, in the back of his limousine, he had been given a blow job by that years Miss Universe. However that was nothing compared to being serviced by the great Wonderwoman, and on the Watchtower made it even better. He buried his gloved hands in her hair and began to grip it harder just as he neared the edge. Finally just as he was about to come he grabbed her by the back of her head and buried his cock in her mouth. She did not protest but just swallowed greedily.

Wonderwoman pulled back and rose to her feet. Reaching behind her she unhooked her bustier and allowed it to fall to the floor, and stepped out of her panties.

“Your turn,” she snapped.

Even though Batman had always liked to make the first move when it came to romance. He had always loved a woman who knew what they wanted in bed. It’s why despite the young models he fucked from time to time. He normally gravitated towards women who ranged in age between their mid 30’s to early 40’s. They knew how to give and receive pleasure, and Wonderwoman fit in this category.

Wonderwoman sat down on the edge of her couch with her legs spread in invitation. Man…her pussy was so beautiful. He remembered the first time he had eaten a woman out. He had been 13 years old already 6 feet tall and enormous for his age, and attending Andover. He was arrogant and unruly and refusing to listen to anyone. He was always causing trouble. But one day after cutting up in French class, His teacher an attractive woman in her early 30’s told him to show up in her in office after classes. Bruce had shown up and she had told him that she was aware of his record and that he was on the verge of being expelled. And if she reported him he would be out of the school…Unless of course he was willing to learn a certain lesson. He had learned the lessons alright. Lessons which he had carried with him all of his adult life and which had granted him access to many a woman’s bedroom.

“My God you are beautiful,” he began gazing at her pearl. However it did not seem as if Diana was in the mood for chitchat. Because she grabbed him by his cowled ears and pressed face to her pussy.

“Enough talk. Use your tongue for more useful things.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Batman pressed his mouth to her pussy, and began to simultaneously lick her clitoris and slide his finger inside of her pussy.

“That’s it,” she commanded, “Yes…oh yes!”
She cried out as she came filling Batman’s face with juice.

Wonderwoman was about to order Batman to continue. But Batman wasn’t having any of that. He instead pulled back and in a masterful martial arts move, flipped Wonderwoman onto her front so that she was kneeling on the carpet and her torso was on the couch, and her face pressed against the back of the couch. He took his cock and entered her.

“Yes,” she whispered, her face down in the couch as Batman began to move slowly inside her, his cock churning slowly but powerfully. He grasped Diana around her hips. His hand alternating playing with her clit.

“Harder,” she snapped. Batman gleefully obeyed.

“Harder Clark!” she snapped.

Batman was so surprised and disturbed at being called by Superman’s name that he almost lost his hardon and slipped out. But he quickly refocused his mind. This was the opportunity of lifetime. To have Wonderwoman like this, he was not going to let the fact that she was thinking about The Boyscout ruin it. Yet…he still could not deny that it irritated him, that once again he was coming in second to Kent. Batman had always strived to be the best at what he did, but he hated the fact that no matter what he did, he would always came in second to the Boyscout. Well not this time…he thought as he threw back his head and came with a loud grunt.

“Oh! Oh Clark! Oh yes!” she screamed as she came, “Yes that’s it!”

Batman collapsed on top of Wonderwoman’s sweat soaked body.

“Oh Clark,” she sobbed into the couch, “Kal….”

Batman now overcome with what he had just done. Withdrew from her and began to adjust his clothes the best he could. He picked up his cape and headed for the door to the lounge. He glanced back and found her naked and face down in the couch. Still crying.
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