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Catwoman was really feeling alive.
She had almost forgotten how exhilarating it was to creep around in the darkness. She talked to a few of the cats nearby, almost feeling like she knew what they were saying. After covering several blocks, she was in a commercial district. She looked down at the galleries and stores, and noticed the sign in the window of one of them.
"Coming next week, Dr. Francine Kelly. Author of the mystery 'The curse of the Golden Cat'. Also, the Golden Cat from Egypt, source of her inspiration. 5 days only"
What was this? She remembered raptly reading that book a few weeks ago. About a gold cat from ancient Egypt. The real thing had been excavated from a majestic tomb, filled with mummified cats from the great temple to Bast. She had heard that the two of them were on tour together, getting publicity for both her book, and the cat tomb excavated in Egypt.
That cat was worth over two million dollars. And it also being one of a kind, would be perfect for her collection. She had over five million dollars in the bank, so did not truly need the money. It was the thrill of getting it, and the prize she treasured.
Quickly searching the building, she checked out the alarm system, the roof, and all exits. It looked tough. However, nothing was impossible for the world's greatest cat burglar.
Peter awoke the next morning, and decided to make breakfast. He tossed on a robe, and went to the kitchen to gather the things together.
After starting the coffee, he got out bacon, eggs, milk, butter, and bread. French Toast sounded good. He was just about to start, when there was a knock on the door. He quickly tossed his Spiderman outfit that he left on the floor into his room, closing the door behind him. He opened the door, seeing Selina and Shadow there.
"Sorry to wake you, but he seems hungry, and I think he needs to, well, you know."
Laughing, he invited her in. Shadow jumped down, and headed straight to his covered litter box. They both laughed, and then shyly looked at each other.
Selina was also wearing a robe, with a blue silk gown underneath.Siamese cat slippers seemed natural on her feet.
Unsure what to do, he placed his hand on her arm, and thanked her for returning Shadow, then invited her to stay for breakfast.
"Oh Peter, I do not want to be a bother."
"Hey, it's no bother at all. As you can see, I was about to make it anyways. Making it for one more person is nothing at all. French Toast, eggs, and bacon OK?"
"Sure, sounds great to me" Selina said, her eyes sparkling.Before he could say anything, she moved forward to quickly kiss him, just a gentle press of her lips on his. Peter flushed slightly, and headed off to make their breakfast.
Selina looked around as he cooked, admiring the posters on the wall. One of them was the same one she had, Shadow dangling from the rope. There were others, Mary Jane Watson, and another of Spiderman.It was an action shot, of him hanging from a web by one arm, and slugging The Punisher.
"That one almost got me a Pulitzer Prize" Peter said proudly.Then his name finally clicked into her head. "Oh, I feel so stupid!You're the news photographer! I should have realized it last night!"
"Well, not really. You see, J. Jonah Jameson still will not put me on the payroll, paying me per picture published, instead of a regular salary. I tell you, that is one tight fisted son of a bitch."
She laughed at that. She told Peter that she was a secretary by trade. But she had come into a small fortune when an Aunt died. It was not a lot of money, but ensured that work was not a requirement for her. She mostly hung out at art galleries, libraries, and the like.
They chatted about their past, school, loves, and the like. She said that her last lover was the billionaire Bruce Wayne.
Peter was impressed by that. He had part of his college paid for by a Wayne Corp. scholarship. He even hoped to work for either Wayne or Tony Stark after he finished school. Both gentlemen were brilliant, in addition to being dedicated to science and society.
She was impressed by his work as a photographer. He showed her several portfolios of his work. News, models, still life, abstract.He was good at all. But his photos of Spiderman attracted the most attention. For some reason, he almost had a magnet attached to the web slinger. Much the same way as Lois Lane had a magnet attached to Superman. Wherever one was, the other would follow.
"What is he like? I assume you have met the mysterious web slinging vigilante."
"Yes, I have met him many times. He is real quiet, but with a sharp wit. And he really is hurt by the negative publicity given to him. He tries hard to do good, but is often persecuted as a villain.I think if he could get some good publicity, he could change his name around like Batman has."
The mention of that name brought a little shiver to Selina.Peter asked if she was OK.
"Yea, I am fine. I saw him and The Penguin battle it out a few years ago."
She then went into a modified version of the battle she witnessed. Modifying her part into that of a kidnap victim instead of Catwoman. At the end of the story, Peter asked what Batman was like.
"He sounds a lot like your Spiderman. Quiet, almost shy. He is muscular, but with no super powers to speak of. Just very fit, agile, and smart."
"Yea, I have heard that also. I had some pics of him and Spiderman working together a few years ago, but never got to meet him."
Breakfast finished, he refilled their coffee cups, and moved over to the couch together. Sitting next to each other, they made small talk and looked through some more of his pictures. One of them showed him with his arm around a stunningly beautiful platinum blonde girl.When he saw that, the same sad look appeared on his face.
"Is something wrong Peter? Another old girlfriend I assume?"
"Yes. She is Gwen Stacy. She died a couple of years ago. It was a fight with the Green Goblin and Spiderman. During the fight, she fell to her death. A lot of people blamed Spiderman, but he told me that he has never forgiven himself for her accidental death."
"Oh Peter, I am so sorry." She wrapped her arms around him, and he held her tight, muffling a few sobs into her shoulder. "You have had a rough life. I wish I could help you."
He held her tight for another 10 minutes, then pulled back, brushing her shoulder where a few tears stained her robe. "I am sorry.It has just been so rough lately. I want to go get something, I will be right back."
Peter went into his bedroom, and quickly hid his costume in the secret compartment in his closet. He then grabbed his camera, and peeked around the corner. He was treated with the sight of Selina gently petting a very happy Shadow. Her robe had fallen open slightly, revealing the top half of one breast. Peter lined it up, and took a perfect shot.
Selina almost jumped when she heard the shutter click. She quickly glanced, to see Peter giving her a little kid "I'm sorry" kind of grin. Seeing that, she could not help but grin back.
"I saw that, and just had to keep it forever. You really do have a way with cats."
"Yes, I suppose I do" Selina replied, a little Mona Lisa smile on her face.
He put the camera on the table, and kneeled by her feet. She gently placed Shadow on the couch next to her, as they wrapped their arms around each other. They ignored the meowing kitten as they kissed again, holding each other tight. Peter slid his arms under her arms and shoulders, reaching up to stroke her hair as the kissed. The sleeves of his robe slid up to his elbows, and he felt the terry cloth fabric of hers against his arms.
It seemed like an eternity that they kissed like this, simply holding and kissing. And without any signals, it grew even more intense. Her hands moved over, and started to caress his chest. First through his robe, then parting it to caress his bare chest. Nice, she thought. Enough hair to look manly, but not so much as to look and feel like a rug.
Peter decided that two could play at that game. He slipped his hands under her robe, and cupped her breasts through her nightie.Selina moaned in approval as he gently cupped and caressed her breasts.He could feel her hard nipples poking into his palms. They were kissing with much more passion now, both moaning as they ran their hands over each other.
Selina started to lightly pinch and tease Peter's nipples, and squeezes his torso with her legs. Peter in response moved his hands down, cupping the underside of her breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs. Both were taking turns now, kissing and lightly biting each other's necks, and gasping for breath.
She could not remember feeling so hot or alive for a long time.Her breasts felt like they were on fire, and only Peter could calm that down. She felt her groin grow wet, and the fluid start to slowly flow out of her pussy, running down the crack of her ass.
Peter shared these sensations, his cock as hard as a rock. It had been over 4 months since he had sex. Mary Jane and he were having some serious problems the last month they were together, and never managed to do more than kiss a few times. He had masturbated of course, but it had been over a week since he had even done that.Spending most of his nights as Spiderman, working off his frustrations that way.
Peter removed his hands from her breasts, causing her to moan in disappointment, and reach behind him to pull close. But Peter was far from stopping. He pulled her arms to her side, and untied the knot holding her robe closed. He then slipped her robe off, leaving it under and behind her back. Selina moaned louder as she felt his hands run up from her belly, to grasp her large breasts again.
She was proud of her figure, and had every right to be. Her 36C breasts were wonders, standing firm with little need for support. The only reason she normally wore a bra was for "work", and to keep her sensitive nipples from brushing the fabric, and being visible from under her blouse. One of the first things she did after scoring her first million dollars in theft was to have plastic surgery done.
This was not for vanity, but practicality. Her larger D cup was reduced to the present C, and her reconfigured breasts were lifted a little, getting rid of the little sag they had. Still beautiful, the surgery mad it easier to hide her most prominent feature, and easier to carry.
Peter knew none of this, of course. All he knew is that she looked, felt, smelled, sounded, and tasted fabulous. He moved his hands to the small buttons on the front, and slowly unfastened them.As he did this, Selina untied his robe, and slipped it down over his shoulders. As he opened the last button, he dropped his hands to the side for a moment, letting the robe fall around his knees. Now he only had his briefs on, his cock bulging outwards from his groin.
Her front open, he slipped his hands inside, caressing her bare breasts. Selina moaned, his hands both rough and smooth on her breasts. It was almost like her breasts were sticking to his hands.When he started to pinch her nipples, she went crazy. She pulled the top half of her gown off, leaving herself bare from the waist up.Peter continued to kiss her neck, but slowly started to work his way down.
She leaned back a little, keeping him against her. She leaned her head back, looking down as he gazed at her breast, and slid out his tongue to lick her nipple. Selina closed her eyes and moaned in passion, purring as he licked circles around her aureole, caressing the sides of her hard nipples. Her hands pulled through his hair, and her legs continued to squeeze his sides.
Peter was going slightly mad, unable to believe how hot both of them had become in such a short amount of time. He had often looked at her, admiring her tight ass and full breasts. One night, he even looking in her skylight, seeing her reclining on the couch, wearing the same nightie she had on now. He left quickly, feeling guilty for using his powers for his own pleasure.
But this had nothing to do with his powers. Just two people with a common lust for each other. This was not love, but a mutual attraction and liking for each other. Also, the fact that each was incredibly aroused the other.
Peter opened his mouth, now circling almost half of her breast in his mouth, and started a gentle sucking on it. He continued to lick her nipple as he did so, maddening her with the combination.
Selina was going mad with lust. She lowered her hands, now caressing the tight ass she had been watching for several days now.She moaned loudly, kissing the top of his head as she grasped the waist of his briefs, pulling them over his hips. Peter moaned as he felt them coming down, catching his cock for a moment before it bobbed free, aiming at a 90 degree angle from his body.
He caressed her other breast for a moment, then switched, giving the same erotic treatment to it. His hands then lowered, caressing her hips then legs. After several more minutes of teasing, he lowered them almost to her ankles, then lifted the hem of her gown. Selina moaned in approval as she felt the thin fabric ride up, and his hands on her naked calves, then thighs.
Suddenly pulling back, she heard her breast pull from his mouth with a soft "pop". They looked into each other's eyes, and Peter stood. She watched his briefs slide down his legs, and he stepped out of them. His cock, while not huge, was of a very nice size. Around 7 inches in length, and a little thicker than a quarter. She knew that this man would give her great pleasure, without pain.
Peter stood, and held his hand out to her. "Do you want to come with me?" he asked, an almost pleading look on his face. Selina smiled, and placed her hand in his, slightly surprised at the strength he showed as he helped her to her feet. They were slightly wobbly, and he reached out to help pull her gown down, watching it pool around her ankles. Together, the couple held hands as they walked to his bedroom.
Caught off guard, Peter found himself tossed onto the bed, with Selina pouncing on him with almost feline grace. Her lips covered his, as her fabulous body covered his. He caressed her back, hands moving up and down from her shoulders to her fine, tight ass. All thoughts left his mind except for one: burying his cock in her lovely body.
Selina wasted little time. Kissing her way down, she paused to lick his nipples before continuing her path to what she most wanted.She felt his erection lying between her breasts as she kissed his upper abdomen, and reached down to push them inwards, surrounding his hot, throbbing flesh with her boobs.
Peter moaned as he felt her tits surround his cock. He could feel a small amount of fluid leave the head, and smear itself along her breasts, and his shaft. He looked down, and their eyes locked. She licked her lips slowly, then released the grip, moving down slowly.
"You can take me there later, and I want you to. But for now, I want to taste some of your special cream."
He watched as she started to lick his cock, long slow licks from the base to the tip. Moving slowly, she moved to the side, then extended her tongue to lick the underside, pressing against his abdomen. She did not use her hands, only her mouth to caress him.
His eyes glazed with lust, she continued to look up into them, not blinking as she licked his wonderful cock. Then moving up, she bent her head down, and took him inside. Her mind screamed with the pleasure she knew she was giving as she moved her head back, taking the crown of his manhood into her mouth.
She slowly moved down, bobbing her head slowly, taking more of him into her with every stroke. It took almost a minute to get him fully into her mouth. She could just feel the head pressing against the back of her throat.
Long enough to suck fully into her mouth, yet not so long as to be uncomfortable. Selina was soon bobbing her head up and down, giving him the best blow job he had ever received. Not even Mary Jane had sucked him off with this much enthusiasm. Even though they had made love fairly often before their break-up, it had never been with this much eagerness.
She surprised him by moving back up again, kissing his belly teasingly, while her breasts moved back and forth against his hard cock. He moved his hands down to caress them, and was rewarded with a soft purring sound. "Yes, press them together" Selina moaned, then continued to kiss his hard belly.
Peter pressed them together, feeling his cock now surrounded by her large tits. She moved her body back and forth, fucking him with her tits. It felt deliciously nasty to be doing that, and he pressed harder. His fingers moved slowly down, caressing her hard nipples as she moved faster, trying to bring him off.
Peter moved one let between hers, and pressed it up against her groin. He felt her hot wetness press against him, and moved it so as she rocked back and forth, she pressed herself against his leg. Soon she was sliding back and forth on a layer of wetness, and was obviously going to bring herself off as well as him.
They continued to look into each other's eyes, passion burning in them as they both got closer and closer. He saw Selina shiver, and bite her lower lip. He himself fought to hold himself back, wanting to cum at the same time she did.
"Oh Peter, I am close... so close. Cum for me babe, please.Please."
He pinched her nipples, and moaned, "Get ready, I am going to cum, almost there..."
She was looking into his half closed eyes as she felt the first spurt shooting up, hitting her under her chin. She moaned, bucking her hips faster, and her breasts also, feeling his hot sperm covering them, and his belly. Their eyes never left each other, and just as his jets finally stopped, she bucked one more time, then came on his leg, wet juices covering it.
The couple finally rested, she licking the sperm from his belly, then caressing that on her chest into her skin. Then they curled up together, holding tight and giving each other gentle caresses.
They spent the next hour like that, just cuddling, kissing, and talking. By an unspoken mutual decision, they chose not to take it any further at this time. Finally, hunger made them get dressed, and have a late lunch.
Felling better, the two of them decided a relaxing walk would be nice. So hand in hand, they walked through the stores and galleries of Soho. They entered the bookstore she had cased the night before.Selina expertly cased it, noticing the placement of the infrared alarm detectors, tested the sensitivity, and spotted the alarm box in the far back corner of the store. Excusing herself with the excuse of needing the bathroom, she spotted the control panel for the alarm system, and quickly formulated a plan.
Peter asked if it was possible for him to photograph the cat and author when they came to town next week. He thought that he would approach J.J.J. with it for a human interest piece. After all, he did not want to be known only as an action and crime photographer.
They had a light dinner and coffee in a little alley café before returning home. Once there, they went to Selina's place to watch TV for a few hours, then kissed goodnight, each of them saying that they needed to get some sleep. However, each had other night time activities in mind.
Peter was still puzzled about the way his Spider Sense was behaving. Many times, he got little "warning buzzes" around Selina.No danger, not even malicious hints. Just low danger feelings. And tonight was no exception. At the gallery, he got them a few times, but saw nothing suspicious in her actions. A quick leap to the ceiling, and he started to open the skylight. Suddenly, his sense screamed for him to stop.
"Hmmmm, somebody must be on the roof" Peter thought. Waiting 2 minutes, the feeling left, and he made his usual exit. Unknown to him, Catwoman had been making her exit at that time, and headed south as Spiderman headed north.
"Ahhhh, this is what I needed tonight" he thought, feeling the wind through his face as he swung along, and then headed towards the skyline. Tonight, downtown Manhattan called him. Tall skyscrapers is what he needed tonight.
Catwoman once again was checking out the small store, this time sitting on the roof, watching and listening to the neighborhood. She had noticed the bank across the street with the temperature and time displayed, so did not bring a watch. After several hours, she had down the routine of the police in the area, as well as the neighbors. The last thing she needed was to get caught by a bystander on their evening constitutional.
At around 4am, she was about to call it quits for the night, when she noticed a figure trying to sneak into the back door of a small house behind the store. She knew from watching earlier that this house was owned by a retired couple, and nobody should have been sneaking like that.
As curious as a cat, she decided to investigate. Silently dropping to the ground level, she stalked her prey, and heard the quiet splintering of wood as the back door was forced open. Her adrenaline pumping now, she found herself torn.
As a criminal, the last thing she needed to get involved in was a burglary right behind her expected target. However, another part of her remembered the old man greeting her and Peter earlier in the evening. He had been pruning the flowers in front of his house as they walked by, and even handed her a pink rose. He had pruned it before she got there, and quickly clipped the thorns and stem off in time to hand it to her, with a large grin and a twinkle in his eye.
Her humanity won, and she could not allow them to come to possible harm. She quietly entered the back door, and silently slipped behind the figure entering the living room ahead of her.