A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 02

((Authors Note -

Please note that this is adult fiction, so only read further if you qualify!

This is the second part of three covering Batgirl's experiences after the 'Wins' series. As before, it's best read after Part 1, but just as a quick summary...

Batgirl has just about recovered from her traumatic experience with Batman (see Batgirl Wins), and has surprisingly been reconciled with Catgirl again, just as danger threatens from another quarter when Catwoman receives a dire threat from a mysterious threesome. Catwoman is not impressed and sends out her Kittens to find out who they are. Meanwhile Batgirl and Catgirl tread warily around their new relationship, whilst Batman still doesn't know what he's done to cause such a negative reaction!

I hope you enjoy, and please comment and/or vote. I love to hear from you ...

Duke ))

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Index:

12. Batgirl Makes A Hospital Visit

13. Dissention in Catwoman's Ranks

14. Sister Allison, Up Front and Personal!

15. Librarian under Surveillance

16. Just Another Morning

17. A Surprise Visitor

18. The Plan Unfolds

19. Getting To Know Each Other

20. The 'Plan' Must Go On

21. Batman Intervenes!

22. Unexpected 'Friends'

23. Roman Lessons!

24. Tabitha's Torment

25. Multiple Climaxes ... and Catwoman's Promise!

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12. Batgirl Makes A Hospital Visit

Batgirl had spent quite a while after breakfast trying to decide whether to go suited-up or not.

She'd wanted to surprise her newest lover at work, impatient to see her after so many days, and after so much had happened! In the end though she'd settled for caution. The sight of her bright purple and yellow costume really would have attracted too much attention, and she wanted to be able to slip away somewhere with her if at all possible. She'd been dreaming of what they would do to each other and she was already feeling the tingling sense of anticipation starting to throb between her legs!

She stopped outside the main entrance to the Gotham City Hospital and glanced at herself in the plate glass side windows.

Was she too dowdy as plain young Barbara Gordon? It was a difficult path to tread sometimes. She had a glorious figure, tall, slim and full of sensuous curves, but in order to hide her identity, she had to wear clothes expected of a young, demur librarian. Especially as she was due on duty at lunchtime!

She turned sideways to get a better look. Her rust coloured skirt sat high on her hips, emphasising her slim waist and the hem settled down conservatively just about on her knee. Its advantage though from Batgirl's perspective was that it was tight! It had a longish slit up the back to give her freedom of movement, but it sat closely around her hips and showed off her rounded buttocks nicely. Above the matching belt, she'd decided on a loose, white chemise that hinted at her beautiful breasts rather than flaunting them, the material just shear enough to show the outlines of the lacy bra underneath. It wasn't exactly her ideal 'librarian' look, but she'd brought a cardigan in her bag to slip on over it when she went to work. And, from Batgirl's perspective, it had the big advantage of being loose enough to let in searching hands without having to mess around with buttons!

She looked around. It was busy, lots of people heading in and out. Some urgent, maybe late for appointments, some slow and deliberate, maybe after receiving bad news of some kind. She saw a policeman standing just inside the door, and security cameras were everywhere.

The sight of the police guard made her think of Batman for some reason. Her expression hardened.

It had been nearly a week since the 'Incident' at Wayne Mansion. She scowled at the recollection, still finding it difficult to handle the turbulent emotions that the memories triggered. She would never forgive him of course. Okay, maybe she'd thrown herself at him, maybe she'd been chasing him too blatantly, but she'd finally got him into her bed. It should have been the best moment of her young life. The sex certainly had been! But for him to cry out another woman's name whilst climaxing inside her had been too much. Especially THAT woman's name!!

Robin had finally persuaded her to return one of Batman's increasingly desperate calls a couple of days ago. She'd been pleased with her self control. Cold and succinct. She'd told him that she'd do her duty as part of the crime fighting threesome, but outside of that she didn't want anything more to do with him! He'd made some desperate comments about not understanding her, not knowing what he'd done but she'd cut him off. I mean, how could he be so dim!

But she brightened up as she thought that at least it had led to her latest reconciliation with Catgirl, and she'd done her level best to make Batgirl forget about him, spending a large part of the week at Batgirl's apartment, and most of it between Batgirl's sheets! The thought made her pussy throb even harder.

She really did need to get inside she thought as she started towards the big revolving door. After all, Catgirl was one of the reasons that she needed to see Sister Allison again.

She climbed the stairs rather than using the lift to get to the third floor. It was part of her new fitness regime. Every little helped, and it also meant that she avoided the possibility of being trapped by some low-life. She may still be a young woman, but as Batgirl, she'd had time to make plenty of enemies!

When she reached the ward, she suddenly realised that her heart was beating much harder than it needed to after climbing just three flights of steps! What would Sister Allison say when she suddenly appeared out of the blue? Maybe she needed to reconsider the 'surprise' element? It had been Catgirl's idea after all, and she wasn't always the best judge of people's feelings!

It made her wonder about Catgirl again. For some reason, she'd seemed a little distracted the last couple of days. It was as if there was something she needed to say, but couldn't for some reason. Or wouldn't anyway.

Her eyebrows narrowed as she pushed open the ward doors. Catgirl was almost as difficult to understand as me she joked to herself!

But then she stopped dead. A group of nurses were gathered around the ward desk station, and one of them had turned to face her. She was a little older than the rest, but by far the most beautiful in Batgirl's eyes.

She held her breath as she waited for Sister Allison's reaction!

13. Dissention in Catwoman's Ranks

"So, to sum up," said Natasha, Chief Operations Officer in Catwoman's organisation and 'Head Kitten', "we've redoubled all our security inside our HQ. We've added extra CCTV cameras and motion sensors, employed additional civilian security guards and all our staff are on high alert ... twenty four hours a day. The Kittens are out in Gotham in groups of three, chasing up leads from informants and patrolling those areas where threat analysis has shown up possibilities."

She paused to look at her two companions in the conference room, giving a distasteful glance at the table top where she'd recently been found hog-tied, half naked and with a very uncomfortable message shoved up her fanny.

The shiny black-suited figure of the 'boss', Catwoman, was lounging back in her chair, looking only half-interested. Next to her Catgirl sat attentively forward, her arms resting on a leather note-pad, pen in hand, ready to take notes. Her black suit with the pink flecks didn't quite have the same sinister effect of Catwoman's, but at least the sharply upright pink ears of her cowl looked as though they were taking notice thought Natasha!

"So far to no avail though. Nobody out there seems to know a thing," finished Natasha disappointedly as she too leaned back. Catgirl glanced up, met her eyes briefly and then let them wander down. She really did wish that Natasha would stop tantalising her like this! She was wearing a dark green trouser suit which would have been considered conservative had it not been for the way that the jacket buttoned low down , below her navel, and she'd decided that a shirt, or blouse wasn't necessary! Her two perky breasts were on display and only half enclosed in a lime green and cream push-up bra! It was typical Kitten behaviour!!

It was nearly a week since the threat on Catwoman and her associates had been delivered in such a very personal way. Natasha still couldn't believe that she'd been overcome so easily, especially in their own building and they still didn't have a clue who'd been responsible!

Catwoman finally lifted herself up in her seat, using her hand to adjust the evil, black leather bull-whip coiled at her waist.

"Okay Natasha. Looks like we're going to have to be patient. We've all racked our brains to identify potential enemies, but none seem to be likely candidates this time ... " she paused and looked up reflectively ... . longer list than I'd expected though..." before adding with a deep chuckle, "...I guess we've upset quite a few people over the years!"

"Okay, that's all we can do for now..." summarised Catwoman decisively as she started to rise before adding almost as an afterthought and certainly not expecting anyone to respond, " ... any other business?"

She'd gotten to her feet when a determined voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Batgirl," said Catgirl.

"Batgirl what?"

"We've got to tell her!"

"No we haven't, she's not part of our gang. Even if you've suddenly got lovey-dovey with her yet again! And you know how I feel about that!!"

" Catwoman! That message threatened to kill you and 'ALL of Gotham's Superheroines', we've got to warn her!" Catgirl had started calmly but was starting to get annoyed. Natasha's eyebrows rose as the exchange got more heated. She was wondering if anyone would notice if she slipped out of the room!

Catwoman took a deep breath, "I'd hardly call Bat-Bitch 'superheroine' material Catgirl!!"

"She's as 'super' as the rest of us!"

"And if we tell her, she'll just blab to Batman and I absolutely don't want him getting involved. I don't know who's behind this yet but when I do I'll be dishing out my own justice!" This came out as a low, hissing threat that sent a shiver up Natasha's spine.

"So I don't want any wishy-washy Batman 'Political Correctness' stuff getting in the way!" she added more slowly.

Catgirl too paused for a moment, before continuing more patiently "Look Catwoman, I'll tell her to keep it between us. She'll do as I ask, honestly, and anyway, she's not talking to Batman after ...well after you know what!"

Amazingly Catwoman's expression lightened and then a smile slowly spread over her face. Natasha was surprised, she hadn't realised that Catgirl knew how to press her mentor's buttons so well!

"Okay...okay Catgirl..." Catwoman finally said slowly, " ...you can tell her ... but I'm relying on you to keep her out of the way. I don't want that bundle of mixed up emotions interfering either!!"

14. Sister Allison, Up Front and Personal!

Batgirl's heart was thumping so hard in her chest that she thought it was about to explode. She watched Sister Allison twist the key in the door and waited in suspense for her to turn back to her.

She'd not said a word so far. Was she so angry after all? Had Batgirl misread her expression? She'd said something to her staff before taking Batgirl's arm and almost marching her down a couple of short corridors and into this empty, private room.

Then everything was all right!

Sister Allison turned to meet Batgirl's uncertain gaze, smiled and practically pulled her into her arms, her lips quickly finding Batgirl's as she embarked on a long, sensuous kiss. Her hands were running through Batgirl's hair, caressing her head as she pressed herself boldly into Batgirl's welcoming body, grinding their pussy's together. It was so sudden and erotic that it almost took Batgirl's breath away and ignited a positive avalanche of warm signals from between her legs.

Eventually they had to part a little. They had to breath!

Sister Allison kept her arms wrapped around Batgirl, holding their faces close together as their eyes met and they shared the warm, urgent feelings that were cascading around their bodies.

"Oh Barbara," she gasped eventually, "I've been so worried about you! I was so happy to be with you in our little love nest, but then, when we were gassed unconscious, and you were taken from me , I...I ... I didn't know what to do! I was absolutely beside myself until you texted me that you were alright. Who could have possibly done that to us?!"

Batgirl suddenly realised how much had happened since their last little love tryst in the hospital had been so rudely interrupted. She had a pretty good idea who by, but she'd decided not to share that suspicion just now. It wouldn't have helped with the favour that she needed to ask.

"Oh I'm alright," she laughed as she let her hand slide down the Sister's uniform back until it felt the swelling of her buttocks, "It takes more than a little distraction like that to upset me!" she added with an air of confidence that she didn't entirely feel. After she'd been captured, she'd been subjected to a day of sexual persecution that had left her feeling distinctly second-hand!

"And you Katy. You poor thing. I can't believe that they left you lying on the bed with a blue dildo stuffed up your fanny!"

"It did feel a bit strange after I woke up. I was disorientated at first. I thought that you must have grown big fingers!"

They both laughed, but not for long. They leaned into each other again to reignite that molten kiss. Sister Allison's hands quickly got to work, massaging Batgirl's breasts through her chemise for a few minutes before dragging it out from under her belt, sliding inside and working on them again, making her nipples stiffen hard inside her bra! Batgirl's hand slid further down the uniform, slipped under the hem and dragged itself smoothly upwards along her stockinged thigh, until she met the stocking tops and felt the hard shape of a suspender.

"Katy!" gasped Batgirl, pulling back in surprise, staring into eyes that had gone mischievously warm.

"I've been wearing them since the last time Barbara. I was hoping you'd turn up eventually!"

She let her hand trace the outline of the suspender, following it upwards, feeling the Sister's body tense as her fingers neared their goal. Then they were there, sliding over the smooth material of tight panties and cupping her hot mound. Sister Allison gasped at the longed for contact, her legs almost buckling as she luxuriated in the warm response of her body to the wandering fingertips.

She endured it for just a few minutes before a disappointed Batgirl felt her pull away completely. She was breathing hard though, and obviously had plans! She went over to a grey curtain and dragged it back. Batgirl's eyes widened. Sister Allison was definitely back in charge!

"Over here Barbara, now!" she instructed masterfully, indicating the hospital bed with a wide grin, " ... and it's about time we lost some of these clothes!"

Sitting on the bed, Batgirl had her chemise up and over her head in seconds, her hands slipped open the belt just as quickly and were at her hip, sliding down the zipper on her skirt. That was all automatic though as her eyes were fixed on Sister Allison as she disrobed in front of her. The big blue belt was quickly off and she'd fumbled the top buttons on her white uniform as she almost dragged them open down to her waist. Then she was pushing it down over her hips and with a little shimmy it had floated down into a white pile around her feet.

Batgirl drew in a breath of admiration as she sucked in the vision in front of her. Her little white cap still demurely adorned her short, ginger hair, but below that she looked like a strip artist! Her full breasts were trapped inside a tight pink bra, the thin, smooth material of her matching bikini briefs was drawn tightly over her mound and Batgirl could make out the dark, triangular hint of her red pussy. Her lips suddenly felt dry and she drew the tip of her tongue across her lips as she noted the way that her fancy pink and white suspender belt gripped the older woman's hips and the long suspenders sneaking under her panties to grab hold of the tan stockings beneath. God, but she looked so, so desirable!

Batgirl was quick to stand up though and shrug off her own skirt, and the white waist slip underneath, but as soon as she'd stepped out from them, Sister Allison was back in her arms.

"Oh my Barbara, but I need you!" she gasped urgently.

"Katy, yes ...mmmmmmmm" was as far as Batgirl got before their lips met again and they fell together on the soft bed, arms and legs intertwined as they rolled together, pressing as much of their hot, bare skin together as possible. Batgirl felt fingers at her back and suddenly her bra was loose, she did the same for Sister Allison and their bare breasts were touching, rubbing over each other, their hard, erect nipples tracing a little dance across their super-sensitive orbs! It was fantastic!!

Finally, Batgirl pulled her lips away. She was lying on top, and looked deep into her lover's lust filled eyes. "Me first," she grinned as she slowly licked her way downwards, tending to each of Sister Allison's tingling breasts and nipples on the way.

"Oh my God, yes Barbara," sighed her lover as those lips finally reached the moist dark slit beneath that curly red triangle. Batgirl spread apart Sister Allison's legs as she let her lips and tongue go to work, sliding over the puffy labia lips, delving deeper and deeper in between, alternating between sucking and tongue flicking, savouring the sweet, earthy taste of her juices. She was determined to bring her victim to the boil as quickly as she could!

Sister Allison's soft cries, murmurs and little squeals gradually increased in intensity and frequency as the fire between her legs that Batgirl was stoking went out of control. Her body was writhing under her tormentor's hands and soon Batgirl knew that her favourite nurse was close to peaking, so she let the fingers that had been caressing her inner thighs slide up to the edge of her pink hole. Sister Allison stiffened as she felt them pressing at her inner entrance, but Batgirl waited, letting them slide around the outer ring until she heard the cries get more and more urgent, more and more insistent that she "needed to come!!" before finally letting two fingers push open her tight muscles and slide inside her. That, and a bit more tongue flicking of her swollen clit, quickly sent Sister Allison spiralling over the edge as she climaxed, accompanied by a long drown out moan!

Batgirl looked up from between Sister Allison's splayed out legs and grinned as she watched her lover's face dissolve into post orgasmic happiness, her eyes unseeing as she stared at the ceiling as her body slowly, ever so slowly, came back down from that delicious orbit!

Later, after Sister Allison had taken Batgirl into space too, they lay together for a while, not speaking, just enjoying the closeness, feeling sated. To say how recent a convert Sister Allison was to a girl/girl relationship, Batgirl was amazed at how quickly she was picking up the tricks! She felt as though she could still feel that long, snake-like tongue tantalising her own clit and then sliding deep inside her, exploring her throbbing cavern. She shivered as she remembered the hot, electric feelings Sister Allison had generated inside her. God, but they had to do this again. Soon!!

But then Sister Allison looked at her watch and sat up, swinging her legs over the bed's side. "I'm really going to have to go Barbara. I don't want to...God, but I don't want to! ... but there's a ward conference in about five minutes and if I'm not there, tongues will start to wag!"