Behind the Scenes: She's Got Your Number


"...When it came to relationships, especially in the sexual arena, Bruce could usually count on having the upper hand.  After all, any bimbo could be content with whipping out a pair of fake tits and spreading her legs for a quick fuck.  But very few understood the true art of seduction.  When his relationship with Diana began, however, Bruce quickly discovered that she was part of that exclusive community of women who were true masters of the craft.  But he also learned that she was part of an even smaller group who could be deliciously cruel at it.

In fact, one of Diana's favorite "practical jokes" was to phone Bruce at work while she was naked in the bedroom...maybe wearing a pair of silk stockings.  As she stretched herself out, she'd mention that she was lying in bed, just thinking about him...and within moments, she'd begin to masturbate, tickling and flicking her clit under it was large and swollen.  She wouldn't come out and say it directly, of course.  That would be too obvious.  She preferred to let her gentle sighs, her tiny moans and the soft, wet licking of her lips over the phone do the talking for her.

'Oh yes...so delicious...,' she'd finally whisper as her free hand moved up to begin squeezing her tits and playing with her nipples.

Diana would spend a few wet moments quietly licking her nipples over the phone before she'd eventually put one of her tits in her mouth and begin sucking on it tenderly.  She'd then move her hand back down to her pussy, playing with her engorged clit.  Sometimes, she'd roll her hard little pearl around on the tip of her finger.  Other times, she'd pinch it between her thumb and forefinger and stroke it, almost like a small penis.  But she would always alternate between grabbing at her free tit and playing her cunt, and her breath grew faster and she began to moan on her tit that was still dangling from her mouth....

...Then she'd reach her hand around and put a pair of fingers inside her asshole.

"Oh!" She'd gasp, panting wildly from her hard fingering as her tit popped out of her mouth and her puckered hole clenched tighter and tighter around her digits, "Yes!  Yes!  Hera!  Oh!  Yes!  Yes!  Y...!"

Just then, a series of ragged moans could be heard as Diana would cum and cum and cum, her entire body shuddering on the bed.  Then, as her orgasm finally began to subside, she'd hear a sharp crash on the other end of the phone, which was caused by Bruce punching his desk.  That gave Diana an even more contented smile than the orgasm she just had, because that's when she knew that she'd really gotten under his skin.

Even when Bruce eventually had her calls transferred to voice mail, Diana would not be deterred.  Instead, she'd just leave erotic voice messages for him to listen to later.  She'd have to make her "performances" a little quicker, so as to make sure she'd fit it in before the voice mail timed out.  But it was always worth it when she'd see Bruce later.

"Did you get my message?" she'd as playfully, only to giggle as Bruce would simply answer her with a dirty look..."

Well, here's my latest BM/WW pic.  Usually, these are requests that come from one person, but this was was actually suggested by an anonymous viewer on Rule 34, who wanted to see something based on the end of the Season 1 finale of Justice League Unlimited, where Diana half-flirtingly mentions that she has Batman's phone number.  It took me a while ton conjure up a scene in my head, but I thought to myself, what kind of titillating things could she do with that knowledge, especially at times when she just felt like teasing him?  So I figured to draw something that was erotic, but also humorous at the same time.

Whether you got a laugh or an erection, either way, I hope you like what you see.  Feel free to tell me what you think.  And if you like what you see, know that I'm working on a new approach to working on my projects, so I'll probably get some new stuff put out more regularly.

For now, enjoy. ^_^

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