Kitty Goes Dogging

Whatever convoluted motivations she sought as explanation, whatever manner of rationalization her brain would conjure up with, the fact remained that there was something, some part in her, that enjoyed it.

Perhaps it was a remnant of her past, something inherent to her that she refused to let go of, or maybe it was a new expression of the character she played and the person she was, entwining until she had a hard time seeing where one ended and the other began. Thinking about it made her head hurt, and so, her focus turned material instead.

The van's interior was sparse, and that usually suited her just fine - but the air was chilly, easily felt even through the oversized coat she wore, and she briefly regretted not bringing a fuzzy blanket of sorts. Perhaps a small space heater wouldn't be too intrusive.

There was always next time, for such considerations.

Still, excitement churned in her stomach, an overwhelming premonition, the feeling of the calm before the storm. Turning off the engine, she opened the door and gracefully slid out of her seat in one smooth motion, before sauntering over towards the back. Her relaxed mannerism stood in stark contrast to how shaky her hands were as she tugged at the double doors, opening them wide and, with an even shakier hand still, reaching in to pluck the sign from the spartan, sterile space within.

"There we are..." She murmured, hanging the sign haphazardly on the inside of one of the doors, her form stiffening slightly as she was suddenly flooded with light. A nearby truck had turned its headlights on, and a small smile curved her plump lips as she, bathing in the rays, allowed her coat to almost ceremoniously slide from her frame. By the time her booted feet had planted themselves wide on the ground, she could hear a cacophony of doors opening and slamming shut, and rapid footsteps approaching.

"One... tops two at a time, boys..." Selina said, trying to keep her voice measured, but it came out more as a wanton moan. There was no means of knowing who would come from beyond the lights, and her back arched at the very thought - these strangers, this faceless mass of walking dicks, would soon be having their way with her. On one condition, of course.

"Oh... just one thing..." Placing her hands equally wide, she shivered in the night air, though the flame inside kept her warm and eager. Looking over her shoulder at the gathering group, she noted the goosebumps on her pristine ass, enthralling all of them as it was.

"No rubber allowed... if you're too chicken, you can leave, or you can watch. Your choice."

The comment made the crowd pause, and slowly, murmurs arose among them. Turning away so as to no longer face them, she could feel her ego swell in real time as the seconds rolled by and not a single pair of feet were heard walking off, all of them opting to stay in some capacity. Instead, one pair moved closer, and she shivered once more as the sound of a belt being undone reached her ears, but not from the cold this time.

"Oh yes..." She purred, a calloused hand grabbing a handful of her left buttock with no small amount of veneration. The feeling of a bulbous glans brushing against her nethers made her claw at the metal interior of the van, her message clearly having reached this gentleman's ears.

"I'm gonna knock you up, girl..." A raspy, clearly older voice promised, and her smile broke as she grew slack-jawed when he braced against her and, with some effort, pushed inside her tight body. She tried to respond that he, if anyone, had truly understood the task at hand, but as he began his thrusting in earnest all that came out was small, mewling noises of agreement that drowned under the man's moans.

The side-door of the van suddenly slid open with a bang.

"And I'm gonna record it all!" An all-too familiar voice proclaimed, and as Selina's eyes met his, she realized that her risky game finally had come with some semblance of consequence.

"Whatever clown... just don't film my face." The man behind her groaned, his stomach hitting her behind with finality - each and every thrust treated like it was the one before climax. It was clear he was enjoying himself immensely, and nothing, not even a clown with a comically sized camera bursting into the scene, would be allowed to challenge that.

She tried to protest, her mouth freezing in a silent moan before closing as she felt every bump and vein on the old man's member stretch her below. Another attempt had her exhale hard through her nose, a conscious act that regained her some semblance of control, before her lips parted again.

"Ahh... fuck me..."

As The Joker sat down in front of her, scooting up with his legs wide and his usual grin even wider, she surmised that there was perhaps some dignity in admitting defeat. Besides, even as the camera was hoisted right in her face, she could not tear her eyes from the bulge straining in the purple pants before her.

He noticed this immediately.

"Go on... give me the footage we both want, here..."

Her hand moved on its own accord, reaching for the buttons at the front. The man behind her groaned and grunted as he seemingly approached his climax, but all her mind could fathom at that moment was the monstrous thickness that rose from The Joker's pants. It towered before her, strangely also slightly smeared in makeup, pulsating and inviting.

"Now kitty... let's make some memories..."

The man behind her slammed inside one last time, his seed jetting uncontrollably against her insides, just as her shaky, but deft, fingers closed around the member in front of her. She moaned straight into the camera, her mouth open and eyes partially closed as she gazed into the soul of whatever future viewer this recording would have. The Joker's triumphant laugh was cut short as her hand began to work its magic, fingers digging into the ample flesh of his log, tugging at him so expertly that he almost had a coughing fit. She purred at him, and the man behind her as he withdrew, her mind vaguely aware of the sound of more belts being undone behind her with some small argument arising in the crowd.

She was all too focused on the pristine member before her though, its thickness genuinely vulgar, with almost orange-sized jewels resting against the metal below - no doubt full to the brim with seed. A hand on her head began to guide her closer, and she acquiesced ever so slowly, the fire in her stomach igniting and roaring as the distance shrunk. Her lips parted, and slowly, painfully slowly, made contact with his glans, sliding over it in a smooth, loving manner that elicited a loud, excited moan from the clown.

"Ooooh yes, look at her go, Bats... oooh, she's definitely done this before..."

His hand remained buried in her short hair as another unknown man stepped up behind her, The Joker's breathing growing labored as gentle sounds of suckling broke the night.

"Know what... I think we'll call this tape 'Kitty Goes Dogging'..."

Her tongue lashed around him, and he jolted on the spot, some pre leaking out into her mouth as he groaned and banged his feet against the van's interior. The new arrival didn't declare any intentions, instead opting to onto her hips and unceremoniously enter her - the sudden motion making her dip forward and, inadvertently, take in more of the clown's significant member between her lips.

"Oh- damn... ooooh hell... careful girl, or you might have something to swallow real soon..."

She looked up at him, the camera on his shoulder pointed straight at her so as to catch perfectly how Selina's lips were stretched across the meat in her mouth, and deliberately snaked her tongue along the underside of his member. He jolted again, more pre hit her tongue, and her hand began to pump the part of his cock that wasn't already inside her mouth. His ample foreskin billowed up against her lips as she mercilessly milked him, and the clown's grin quickly faltered, making way for a sweaty furrowing of brows and ragged breathing.

"Y-you vixen! I'm.. oh- I'm about to-"

As it was, the tape ended up being called "Kitty Goes Dogging #1".

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Angle 1:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/tangibletruthfulnandine

Angle 2:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/irritatingsilentboilweevil

Angle 3:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/indigoorangewoodborer

Angle 4:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/darkmagentacruelcrayfish

Angle 5:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/darkalienatedmara

Angle 6:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/goldburlywoodamethystsunbird

Angle 7:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/cleanperiodicqueensnake

Angle 8:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/parallelimpartialdegu

Downloads:
EDIT (Edited, with sound)
RAW (Raw renders, no sound)

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Monday Loop, this time featuring another addition to our DC gallery with the lovely Catwoman. Rigid did a phenomenal work on her, and I have to say that I find her model incredibly appealing, so expect to see more of her in the future :)

Thank you, as always, for your continued support and for all of your kind words! Snow has descended upon us once more, so while I trudge on through the powdery white, keep me in your thoughts for warmth and I shall return the favor when it is your turn to make the same journey :)

Take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH