69 shades of Catwoman

Book One: Chapter 5: Shower Scene

He woke up and found her gone again. He went to the fridge and saw, just as she promised, she replaced the whipped cream. He grabbed milk and closed the fridge door. He went to the pantry and got some cereal.
He went to the cupboard and got a small bowl. He poured the cereal in the bowl, then the milk.

His father went to the fridge after him.
"Oh, there's the whipped cream. Sorry, son. Say, what was with all the laser traps last night?" he asked.
"Well, I was trying to test a theory." said Jake.
"And? Did it work?" asked Saul.
"I'm... Not... Sure..." Jake said hesitantly.
"Well, the cat almost got caught up in your trap, so, I'd be more careful if I was you."
said his dad.
"Yes, Sir." he said.

He wanted to do a trap with string instead of lasers, but he decided that would be dangerous if he had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. He spent the day looking for traps that were safe for humans,
but ultimately came up empty. He decided to arm himself with a flyswatter. He fell asleep.

He had a dream where she was sitting on his face. He ran out of oxygen and woke up again. He gasped for air and looked and saw that she was gone again.
"This is starting to weird me out. Am I dreaming or is this reality? I know! I'll pinch myself."

He pinched himself in his arm and felt it.
"Ow. Ok."
That night, they were on the couch and she slid down his hard cock and slowly rode him. He trembled with pleasure. He wanted to touch her body but he came too quickly. Suddenly they heard a noise yet again. He frantically ripped her mask off and saw Kendra and pinched himself. He woke up and she was gone.

He decided to take a shower. He stripped all of his clothing off until he was buck naked. He headed towards the bathroom and heard a familiar voice. It sounded heavenly, like an angel singing. He didn't recognize the song at first and he really couldn't make it out. He pulled back the curtain and saw Kendra taking a shower.

"Am I dreaming again?" he thought. He gulped and stepped in the shower. Kendra looked at him and smiled. She handed him her pink scrub and he scrubbed her back for her. He took the scrub and cleaned her asscrack, which made her ass jiggle like jelly with every move. He liked the soap, it smelled like lavender. As the suds dripped down, he saw stretch marks.
"Oh, stretch marks. Man, those must be embarrassing."
"No, foolio, those are my stripes." He then bent her over forcefully, stuck his dick in her asshole and said,
"Sodomy is sin, but this is a dream, so I can do what I want to you." He pumped his penis and spanked her at the same time while she moaned loudly seven times. She spread her thighs open and exposed her cooch. He inserted his dick in her vagina and pumped it hard. She moaned and said, "Harder!" He pumped it harder.
"Harder!" she whimpered. Unsure of his decision, he pumped faster than he ever had before.
"Harder!" she shouted weakly. He pulled his dick out and said,
"I can't. I don't want to hurt you."
"Ok." she pouted. He scrubbed her buttcrack and watched as her ass jiggled with every move. His dick got harder and he took a deep sniff of the body wash. It smelled like lavender. She turned around and let the shower head spray her buttcrack and stood on her tip toes and kissed him for the first time without the mask. They both felt extremely aroused. His dick poked her in the crotch. She smiled and said,
"Is that a wand in your pants or are you happy to see me?"

She wrapped his arms around him and he followed suit. He said, "Yes." Once she was rinsed off, he reached behind her and turned the shower off. He stepped out of the tub and let her do the same. Once they were both out of the shower, they looked at each other. Both naked, they beheld each other's features. He picked her up and he carried her like a princess to his room. He gently laid her down on the bed and watched her assume the position. She had her thick, juicy ass in the air and he was confused.
"So what do you want me to do to you?" he asked. She swallowed dryly and said,
"I want you to kinda lift my ass up in the air and fuck me full force and then slow down. I usually like it the other way around, but I wanna try something different with you tonight." His eyes widened as he realized that what he thought were dreams were actually reality. But he wanted to confirm that before he jumped to any conclusions. "So, you're telling me that all this is real?" Kendra reached out with one hand and grabbed his cock and squeezed it, hard, almost choking it. But, surprisingly, he liked it.
"Do it again." he ordered, not realizing what he was getting himself into."I'll do what you want, just do that again first. And also massage it a bit." She sat up right and made a "Come here" motion with her finger. He climbed up on the bed and let his legs spread. She found his penis in the dark, held it up with one hand and started rubbing it to life with the other. He couldn't help but feel the wave of ecstasy as it washed over his body and he threw his head back and gasped. Then she started squeezing his penis again and again and twisted her hands around it a bit, like one would with a doorknob. She then bent over and started licking the tip. He shuddered but in a good way. He could barely breathe as she licked it like one would lick an ice cream cone. He shuddered and he came in her mouth. She involuntarily swallowed his jizz and he cupped her face in his hands. He grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the bed. "I'll do what you want after this, ok?" She nodded and he started kissing her neck, still restraining her and then he lowered his head and started suckling on her teat. Now it was her turn to feel the ecstasy as his boner teased her vagina. He then held her ankles and pulled her close to his penis.
"Wait!" she gasped. He stopped, confused.
"I wanna see what it looks like. He nodded, tried to get up but his legs wobbled a bit as he walked to the light switch and he walked back to the side of the bed. She looked at it, shocked. "It's huge!" He chuckled and turned the light back off and he climbed back on top of her. He pushed her thighs apart and she remembered how large his penis was and mentally prepared herself. Nothing could prepare her for what happened next. He lifted her ass, like he said he would, and his penis found its way into its target. He thrusted it as hard as he could into her clit. She moaned and threw her head back. Her legs dangled uselessly as he pulled her closer to him. The huge member slid into her again in one smooth move. She gasped, as she tried to remember how to breathe as she fought to adjust to the sensation of being stuffed and overly full. Her head swam as she tried to comprehend that his huge piece of flesh was inside her vagina and had managed to fit. Her vagina seemed to clench and unclench around his penis. She allowed her body to relax and found with surprise that her legs were wrapped snugly around his waist and that he seemed to be waiting for her vagina to adjust to his size.
"Maybe," he thought, "Maybe I like the feeling of her clenching around my penis." Either way, it didn't last long, for as she relaxed even a little bit, he began ravaging her relentlessly with long, smooth motions that went better with his gentle nature. Each thrust into her vagina that he made delightfully slapped against her moist clit sending shivers of pleasure down both of their spines, and once she found herself accustomed to his girth, the friction against her inner walls was deliciously arousing. He pumped into her hard, ramming his length into her vagina again and again and again. She was close, and he could feel himself getting closer, too. They both came at the exact same time once again. He started to get weak and he let go of her and she flopped and bounced on the bed, exhausted.

He freaked out for a moment, thinking he had accidentally killed her, and to make sure she was OK, he lifted her wrist to check her pulse and, sure enough, her heart was still beating. He sighed in relief as he let her wrist go. It flopped and bounced on the bed like her body did. He reached for his coconut hibiscus lotion and he started to massage her ass. Her thickness jiggled with every move. Then, when he was done, he flipped her body over again and rested his head on her stomach. He started to drift off, so he decided to play with her tits. He realized suddenly that her hands were cold and he decided to cover them both with his blanket. He crawled next to her, wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He finally drifted off.

When he awoke, this time, he saw that, for the first time, she hadn't run off.
"Finally," he thought, "finally I have circumstantial evidence that this is real." He kissed the back of her head several times and even prodded her backside with his still erect penis. That seemed to wake her up and she stretched out and started to stretch her butt right into his penis. Shocked, she flipped over to her side and crawled away from him instinctively. She freaked out. He calmly put his hand on her shoulder and softly said,
"Hey. It's ok. We slept together last night." Immediately, relief washed over her face as she grabbed his hand and kissed it. She then scratched her head awkwardly.
"Have you any clothes?" he asked her.
"Just my Catwoman suit. I didn't plan on staying overnight."
"That's better than nothing." Suddenly, he heard a scream from the bathroom. He quickly put on a random pair of pajama pants and rushed to the bathroom. It was his younger sister, Laura, and she turned around, beet red, holding a limp black pleather suit between her forefinger and thumb and she held it away from her as if it were diseased. "What is this and who does it belong to?" she screamed at him. All the color from his face drained from as he realized that it was Kendra's suit. He snatched it in a panicked manner.

"It's mine." he lied. Laura looked at him for a minute and then shrugged,
"Ok, then." She intentionally bumped into his shoulder as she pushed by him. He sighed in relief that his lie worked and then he ran back to the bedroom, where Kendra awaited him. She had the blanket pulled down so that her shoulders were exposed. She made another "Come here" motion with her finger and he got flustered and he threw her clothes at her.
"Get dressed." he hissed. As she did what she was told slowly, he paced and asked her, "How are you gonna get home?"
"The same way I got here. But what's wrong with you? You seemed fine this morning and all the sudden you're mad at me." He didn't answer her, just stared at the corner with contempt.
"Fine. Don't answer me. I'll just leave you alone." She slid off the bed and stormed out the door. He chased after her, but to no avail. He felt so embarrassed.