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Superbabes' Harley Quinn yawned broadly as she finished up the audio files of her most recent voice-acted endeavor. "Hw-waaaaah…" she stretched her arms above her head, walking out of her audio booth, aka her modified closet, and sat her sweet shorts-covered ass onto her fancy chair. She spun lazily around a full 360, before going another few degrees and setting herself in front of her computer.
It's been a long night of moaning, crying, and dialoguing, but she finally finished. She tapped away on her keyboard, linking all the audio files into an email before sending it off to her current client. A rather prestigious NSFW artist and animator, Simmpy. Well known for his rather Superbabe-ish model designs.
HOW did she manage to get such a prolific porn animator's number? A friend of a friend. Fellow Fetish animator and personal friend of his, Blueboa, recommended her, MessyBlank, for the role of Harley Quinn… and eventually Catwoman, and after that Poison Ivy. Because other voice actresses dropped out or got sick…
Funny how being a vocal mimic comes in handy when you're voicing porn animations.
Sending the email on its way, she yawned again, stretched, and slumped in her chair. Rubbing her eyes and almost falling asleep right there. But she should actually sleep in her bed today after a vocal all-nighter. She was on shift tonight at Superbabes.
Beep-Boop! She blinked at her Disharmony notification popping up. Simmpy was contacting her. "That was quick. She noted, sitting up and opening the app.
Simmpy- "Hey Messy! Great work! Are you sure you aren't three different people?"
Harley Quinn chuckled before typing her message.
MessyBlank- "Pretty sure ;) Need me to do anything else?"
Simmpy- "No, everything sounds great! I'll send it off to Blueboa. Your down payment is already on its way, plus a little extra for covering the other girls."
MessyBlank- "No problem! Let me know if I need to do any retakes. Until then, I need to SLEEP."
Simmpy- "Night," followed by an adorable penguin gif going to sleep.
Harley yawned, stood up, poked her monitor button off, and stretched. Her big breasts bounced slightly in her loose tank top. Before she walked over to her bed, stood stiffly, then FLOPPED onto it. Already snoring away to get rested for a night at superbabes, fucking around and getting fucked.
MEANWHILE
The man known online as Simmpy sighed and typed away, still working on animations to match up with MessyBlanks extremely arousing voice. Bloop. He glanced at the corner of his screen, rubbing his tired eyes before checking.
Blueboa- Hey. Are you up?
Simmpy one-handedly typed his answer on a different monitor.
Simmpy- Yeah, what's up? I just got Messy's Audio; she's amazing.
Blueboa- Right? I bet she's HOT in the real world.
Simmpy laughed before typing away, watching a very bimbo-ized version of Harley getting DP'd by futa Catwoman and Poison Ivy. Seeing a glitch and fixing it at the same time.
Simmpy- Definitely. Thanks for introducing us.
Blueboa- No problem. She deserves the work.
Simmpy continued to work; he wasn't sure where Blueboa lived, or even what he looked like, but he was a great artistic partner in the world of NSFW art. For a moment, he thought Blueboa went to sleep, but then up he popped again.
Blueboa- How much longer are you in Gotham?
Simmpy- The convention ends in two days, and I fly out home the day after. Simmpy didn't think much of it. But then Blueboa asked.
Blueboa- So are you going to do it?
Simmpy hesitated as he started rendering the video. He seemed to ponder his answer for a minute.
Simmpy- I don't know.
Blueboa almost IMMEDIATELY replied
Blueboa- YOU DON'T KNOW? DUDE. When are you EVER going to go back to Gotham? This is the ONE time You're going to get to do something like this.
Simmpy drummed his fingers on the desk of his hotel room. He never should've told Blueboa of his plan; he had managed to talk himself out of it, but now it felt like he was talking himself back into it.
Simmpy- It just feels… iffy?
Blueboa- It's not iffy; it's superbabes. Gotham Superbabes, dude.
Simmpy leaned back and, almost absently, opened up his Goggle webpage to the Gotham Superbabes website and all the girls to pick from.
Blueboa- They only operate in Gotham, my friend, and it's an EXPERIENCE. ;)
Simmpy scoffed, like Blueboa's ever come to Gotham to experience 'Superbabes' personally before.
Blueboa- Want me to handle it for you?
Simmpy- What?
Blueboa- Call them up, order for you. They only take cash, so you better be ready.
Simmpy frowned, but Blueboa kept going.
Blueboa- This is your ONE shot, bud. It's your fantasy! Live a little, huh? You're in Gotham!
Blueboa- You won't get another shot.
Simmpy turned his head, looking at his cheaply made convention costume. Scarecrow. Back when he looked less terrifying and more like a man who tugged a burlap sack over his face. He had planned to have a little fun while he was in Gotham… as one is to do when in Gotham. The City of Vices… twice as sinful as Vegas; what happens here tends to stay here and is used as blackmail. Live a little…
Especially in Gotham, where you could literally be walking next to Death every hour.
Simmpy- Okay. Fine.
Bluboa- DUDE. You will not regret it. You got the money, though, right? I heard people disappear when they try to shaft these girls. Word on the dark web is they destroyed a JUDGE for fucking with them.
Simmpy- Yeah, I have the money. Been going back and forth all week trying to figure out if I was going to commit.
Blueboa- Well, my friend, it's going to be the best 10 minutes of your life.
Simmpy- Fuck you, man.
Blueboa- ;) Fine… 11 minutes…Anyone specific in mind?
Simmpy glanced at the roster of girls before settling on a couple.
Simmpy- I narrowed it down to two choices. Can't decide which, thought about flipping a quarter.
Blueboa- Why bother? Just ask for both.
Simmpy looked at those words, and his eyes flicked to the '2 for 1' option on the site. "…Huh, how did I miss that?"
Later that night.
Rested, vigorous, and freshly painted up, Superbabes Harley Quinn smiled at Superbabes Poison Ivy as the green girl opened her locker. "Hey, how was Metropolis?"
"Same old, same old." Poison Ivy said, "My Aunt may still be a little loopy on her pain pills. She's a little weird."
"…Weirder than the green girl? Weirder than Superbabes?"
"If you know my Aunt, you'd agree." Poison Ivy said, sweeter than maple syrup, stuffing her glorious green girls into her leafy green corset. "How about you?" she asked as Harley Quinn finished her makeup and washed her hands.
"Spent all night acting for three different sluts and sent them off to an animator." She said, stretching, "Then I crashed for the rest of the day for the night shift." With her gloved hands on her curvy black and red hips, she smiled as Poison Ivy. "And here I was hoping I'd get to go to the Cosplay convention this year."
"You just wanted to go in costume." Poison Ivy replied as Harley Quinn raised her hands indignantly.
"We'd totally win any competition!"
Tap-Tap
They blinked as Orders tapped her crossword pen on tonight's puzzle; she rubbed her head as her purple eyes flickered, returning her attention to the Superbabe beauties. "What's up, boss?" Harley Quinn asked curiously as Orders just shook her head.
"Nothing to worry about." Orders noted, "Something for Violet."
"What?" the resident MILF, who was working on the scheduling, looked up from the computer.
"Nothing to worry about, it's just Gabe." Orders grumbled as Poison Ivy smirked and Violet blushed.
"And here I thought it was about me."
"It wasn't. But the 2-for-1 order I got earlier is." Orders added, holding up a receipt like her fingers were chopsticks. "You and Harley Quinn."
"I thought Divine and Red Lantern were on the 2 for 1?" asked Harley, taking the receipt from Orders' fingers.
"They are; you two were specially ordered." Orders noted, as Poison Ivy's breasts pressed to Harley Quinn's back and she looked over the clown girl's shoulder at the receipt as food slid across the counter.
"Isn't that by the convention center?" she asked as Harley Quinn waved the receipt and picked up the box.
"Eyup." She said, in a fairly deep, almost masculine pony voice. "Hey, we might be able to drop in and grab an award or two."
"You won't have time for a contest." Noted Orders as Harley Quinn flashed a smile, walking out the back door with Poison Ivy.
"Who said anything about winning? We can just steal one. They'll then blame Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn!" Poison Ivy laughed as they walked out, and Violet asked. "…So what's going to happen to me?"
"It's GABE." Orders added as Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn walked and jiggled to a company car.
"You totally want to steal an award, don't you?" Poison Ivy grinned as Harley Quinn rolled her pretty blue eyes
"Come on, Red." Purred Harley Quinn in Harley's voice. "It would be a GAS." Poison Ivy laughed again.
"…Wow, he's going to be disappointed when he finds out I'm not that great an actor." Poison Ivy replied as Harley Quinn pulled into traffic. "I'm green and HOT; I don't need to act."
"Don't forget slutty Red! But I love ya for it!" Harley Quinn declared.
It didn't take them long to get to the Kane Convention Center, though they noticed the crowds before then. "Does anyone else think it might be a bad idea to dress up in costumes and run around Gotham?" asked Poison Ivy as Harley Quinn parked the company car in a nearby parking lot.
"Probably? No idea." Said Harley Quinn, still Harley'ing it up. "I mean, we walk around in these things all the time, don't we, Red?" she said, lightly patting Poison Ivy's plump green backside as they walked along through the crowds of costumed nerds from heroes to villains, from anime and video game characters, to cartoon ponies…
"WHOA. Awesome costumes, girls!" cheered a gaggle of other girls, all dressed as My Small Horsie girls as Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy walked past them with casual smiles.
"Thanks, girls!" said Harley Quinn as they moved along.
"Where does the receipt say to go?" Poison Ivy asked as nerds gaped at her big green fruits.
"Hotel by the convention center. Right over there." Harley Quinn said as they walked confidently through the costumed crowd. Arriving at the Hearthstone, which had the benefit of being close to the convention center, so it was probably packed with cosplayers and nerds, many of whom were more than happy to ogle and compliment in turn as the girls made their way through the crowd. They oddly had more difficulty getting by unnoticed with the entire hotel stuffed with Cosplayers. Some even asked for pictures, delaying them a little longer than intended…
…Well, they couldn't say no; they're very photogenic. And fucking Hot.
They finally managed to slip into the elevator and take a breath. "How is it that we can slip by unnoticed in hotel lobbies on any other day?" Began Poison Ivy, "But when they're stuffed with cosplayers, we can't go two steps without any stops?"
"I blame the melons." Said Harley Quinn as Poison Ivy's eyes narrowed.
"The melons?"
"The ones on your chest." Harley Quinn replied, miming the big green watermelons on Poison Ivy's chest. The green redhead rolled her eyes.
"Oh, well, so sorey that my melons are so distracting." She said, lifting said Melons slightly as Harley Quinn laughed, finally hitting the button.
DING
Mercifully, there weren't a lot of cosplayers on the 20th floor, but probably because they were heading to the convention. Except for the guy who ordered them, apparently. "Uh, this way." Said Poison Ivy, checking the receipt as she and Harley Quinn walked down the hallways. "Let's see…"
"Here it is." Said Harley Quinn. "Come on, let's give this guy a good time, Red." Poison Ivy giggled as they stood in front of the door, raised their hands, and knocked.
"Superbabes!"
Time: 6:56 PM. Place: Hearthstone Hotel (Room 2005)
"Special Delivery Service." They said together, waiting for the door to open. When it did, they blinked at the curious sight of Discount Scarecrow.
"Oh. Wow…" he said under his burlap sack mask.
"Hiya Puddin!" Harley Quinn declared, waving to him. "Oooh, you're all scary!" she and Poison Ivy giggled and strutted into the decently sized hotel room. "Oooh! Fancy!" Harley Quinn added, looking at his computer setup. It was still freshly on, so he must have been using it when he answered the door.
"Uh. Yeah." Discount Scarecrow said, staring at Poison Ivy's watermelons as they wobbled inside, strutting past him into the bedroom and spotting the camera tripod all set up and ready to go. "That's my rig; I brought work with me."
"Oh… so diligent, puddin." Harley Quinn giggled, her eyes flicking over the setup with curious interest, but then turned back to discount Scarecrow, who was eagerly watching Poison Ivy as she sat on the bed.
"I think we're making a recording, Harley." Poison Ivy said as Harley chuckled, pushing her own spongy chest on his back and pushing him further into the room.
"Oh! Kinky." She pushed him towards the green girl grinning on the bed as she chuckled and made her green tits subtly wobble. "You want proof you had a threesome with some naughty girls?" she whispered in his ear.
"Oh, don't tease him too much, Harley." Teased Poison Ivy, "Or he'll be all shy."
"You should call me Harls, Red. That's what the real one does." Poison Ivy stood up, took Discount Scarecrow by the head, smirked cheekily at him, and buried his face into her cleavage.
"Mmgh! Mmn…" Discount Scarecrow moaned into her chest as his hat was knocked off his head onto the floor. She stroked the back of his head as he took a faceful of green titties to his increasingly happy delight.
"I don't think he cares all that much, HARLS." Poison Ivy said as he pulled his face out of her chest. "Do you, Mr. Crow?"
"W-well…" he began, "I mean. I'd really like the whole roleplay thing." He said, shifting out between the two and going to the camera. "I wanted to do like a porn scene thing… it's…" he paused, "It's kinda my fetish."
"We don't judge, babe." Said Poison Ivy absently as Harley winked at him.
"Nope! But if we're going to do it, we're going to do it right." Her gaze returned to the computer, still on. "Alright, hang on, I got an idea." She said, "You sit your butt down right there, Crowface. I'll be right back." She then moved to the computer. "Gonna borrow your rig puddin!" she said as he blinked.
"What? Wait, don't turn anything off!"
"Red! Distraction!" Harley Quinn replied.
"MMGH!?" Poison Ivy pulled Discount Scarecrow back between her breasts, chuckling as Harley opened up MeTube and made a quick list of porn music.
"There!" she said, proud of herself before playing it and turning his speakers ALL the way up. Before noticing something on his desktop: a rendering file. While a slight intrusion into his privacy… he WAS going to shoot amateur porn with her, so she could satiate her curiosity before satiating him.
Click. "Oh…" she blinked, and her painted eyes widened slightly. "Ooooh…" She was totally going to fuck Simmpy. She thought about the ramifications of fucking a guy she sent sexy vocal recordings to… but he apparently didn't even recognize her. So… "Oh well." She then turned it back on. "Okay puddin! We're all READY…" she said, over the jazzy porn music.
"MMn! BWAH." Poison Ivy released him from her cleavage as he sat next to her on the bed. "…Is that porn music?" he said as Harley Quinn went over to the camera and, after a second, studied it. She pressed record, guiding it to the bed and smiling prettily at him.
"YEP." She said. "If we're gonna do it, we're gonna do it right, Puddin." She bounced and skipped back toward the bed, her butt tweaking slightly for the camera as she sat on his other side, lifting his burlap mask just enough to expose his lips before licking his face. "Ha-ha…"
"Mmmn…" Poison Ivy's red lips pressed against his neck, her hand sliding between his legs, rubbing his crotch through his baggy pants as they giggled together… sliding off the bed, and fidgeting with the rope belt around his waist. "Let's get you more comfy, Mr. Crow." She said with her usual amount of sultry cooing. Though it had the same effect as trying to be Poison Ivy.
"Yeah, I can't wait to see your big scythe!" Harley Quinn added as they pulled his pants down to his ankles. "YATZEE!" gasped Harley as his 9-inch cock shot up erectly between his legs and grew another inch. "WOW Puddin, you're a big boy!"
"Hee-hee…" the lower half of his face flushed. "Bigger than Joker?"
"Joker and the bozos!" Harley Quinn said.
"Bigger than Batman." Poison Ivy teased as he laughed, and so did Harley Quinn.
"Oh, I bet he's bigger than Bane on venom!" she giggled, sliding her fingers up his twitching cock, "Bet he tastes better too." She said as Poison Ivy pressed her red lips to his shaft.
"Let's find out. Ah…" she slid her lips up his girth, leaving a trail of spit like a line of coke on his cock, Harley Quinn's tongue flicked and danced up his shaft as their lips pressed around his tip.
"Haa…" Simmpy moaned, lying back and watching the two beautiful babes slurping on his tip, alternating going up and down the side of his twitching shaft, smearing his cock black and red.
"Mmn… it tastes good…" Poison Ivy purred as his hands rested on their heads.
"Mmn-hmmn!" Harley cooed, lips planted firmly on his shaft. "It's so good." He held both their heads to his shaft as their breasts pushed against his legs. He bucked his hips, sliding his cock between their wet, slobbering lips and tongues. "I love being a bad girl."
"You like being a bad girl?" Simmpy replied, oddly confident as Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy moaned.
"Mmngh-hmn." Nodded and sliding their lips on him as he pulled them both to his balls. "Mmgh!" she slurped in a nut each, swirling their tongues around his sack and leaving black and red rings around them as he stroked his wet cock between their faces.
"Haah… Ah!" moaning, he stroked himself, watching their pretty eyes gazing up at him as they licked his balls clean, sucking them hard and soft before pulling away with wet pops.
"I want to suck it." Moaned Poison Ivy as she slid her tongue up his shaft, flicking his tip with her tongue, then wrapping her lips around it. "Mmn! Mmn!"
"My red is such a slut!" Harley Quinn giggled. "She's got to suck all the big ones." She pulled Poison Ivy's corset down, letting her big green breasts bounce free. Before leaning back and removing her own shirt and letting her big breasts bounce out, shaking them on her chest as Poison Ivy slurped off his wet cock with a pop, his pre-cum oozing from his hole as she licked it up. "Mmgh," Harley Quinn giggled, squeezing Poison Ivy's breasts from behind as Simmpy sat up, his cock throbbing eagerly as he held himself back, poking at Harley Quinn's black lips over Poison Ivy's shoulder, the green girl licking his shaft as his cock throbbed against their lips.
"…How strong is that makeup?" he asked as Harley Quinn grinned.
"Pretty strong." She replied as his cock twitched.
"Get on the bed then, clown slut." He said as Harley Quinn giggled, and got up, dropping her pants to the floor as she hopped onto the bed, landing on her ass she felt backward so her red and black capped head hung over the edge, hooking her fingers in the corners of her mouth she stretched her mouth wide open and extended her tongue.
"Aah…"
"I'm going to ruin your makeup." He said, slapping her face lightly with his wet cock, before letting go and grabbing onto her breasts, gliding his tip to her lips just by swinging his hips.
"Yeah, puddin, ruin my makeup! GLUCK!!"
"Haah… AH!" Simmpy hissed, sliding his girth easily into her talented, in more ways than one, throat. "Oh fuck…
"MMgh!" Her face smearing on his balls as he planted his cock in her. "Mmn…" she slurped as Poison Ivy smothered Simmpy's face with her big breasts.
"Don't forget about me now that you're fucking her throat." She whispered as Simmpy started swinging at Harley Quinn's throat, trying to drive into her stomach. "Yeah… fuck it nice and hard." She giggled as he slid one hand down her body, pushing off her suit, and the other down Harley Quinn's squirming body, fingering her pussy as the clown slut sucked and slurped.
"GLUCK! GLUCK! GLUCK!!"
Simmpy smothered his face with Poison Ivy's tits, slurping on her nipples as she pushed them firmly on him. He stopped squeezing Harley's tits, grabbing her throat and feeling his cock plunging in and out. "Ugh… AH…" pulling back from Poison Ivy's chest hug as she dropped down, he focused on Harley's throat briefly before feeling Poison Ivy's lips sucking on his balls as he pushed into Harley's throat again.
"Mmgh… mhgh…" Poison Ivy licked Harley's face and Simmpy's sack. He let go of Harley's tits and her neck, grabbing her head by her cap tails, pumping into her face just a few more times before groaning.
"I'm going to paint your face!" he pulled away, grabbing his throbbing cock as Harley cooed.
"Coat my face! Give me another fresh coat!" Her tongue lolling out as cum exploded from his cock onto her face. "Oh yeah!" Poison Ivy held his hips, sucking his balls as they quivered between her lips. He groaned as she chuckled, kissing his oozy tip. "You made me all pretty puddin…" He fell forward, burying his face into her chest. "Oh!" his cock lightly brushed against her face as Poison Ivy chuckled, as she fondled her own breasts, wrapping them around his cock, and to some extent Harley Quinn's face. "MMgh!?"
Poison Ivy's tongue slithered up his sack, and she pushed it into his ass. Rimming and titty fucking him together with Harley's face rubbing against it as it throbbed steadily back to life as Poison Ivy squeezed and rubbed cum off Harley's face onto her breasts. "Ah…" she pulled away, licking Simmpy's balls as Harley Quinn squeezed Poison Ivy's big green breasts around his cock, wriggling her face out from between them and sliding up from beneath Simmpy as he pushed off her body.
THUMP.
"OW." Grumbled Harley Quinn, "My tuchus!" Of course. Not breaking character. She rubbed her backside, crawling around Poison Ivy as she kept milking him. Harley Quinn squeezed Poison Ivy's tits from behind, wrapping them firmly around Simmpy's cock as she licked cum from in her cleavage before licking his shaft as his knees suddenly buckled and he pushed his cock down into Poison Ivy's chest, practically sitting on her green mountains as both girls tongued his ass and he shot ropes deep into Poison Ivy's cleavage down her stomach.
"Oh…" Poison Ivy pulled away as he crawled forward onto the bed, rolling over; he gasped, cock flopping happily on his thigh as Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn released her big green tracks of land. Smiling prettily, she let them jiggle on her chest before laughing as Harley slurped up the ropes, tickling her belly button before they started heavily making out. "Mmgh… mgh." Swapping his cum as Simmpy's cock rose again. Grabbing it as they slurped over each other, he stroked himself absently before getting up.
"Come up on the bed." He ordered, as Harley Quinn giggled and Poison Ivy finished licking up her face.
"Oh, here that Red he wants us on the bed… I wonder what Mr. Scarecrow is going to make us bad girls do?"
"I bet he wants to fuck us." Poison Ivy replied rather casually before crawling onto the bed sultrily, more than making up for the rather lackluster attempt at roleplay. 2 for dialogue, 10 for sexy green girl. "Mmn…" she smiled as her breasts wobbled with her thick green backside as he brushed her pretty red hair from her face. Before lying on his back.
"Sit on this… face the camera." He said, stroking himself as Poison Ivy crawled between his legs, then sat on his cock, sliding him into her body as she straddled him. He grabbed her waist as she sat fully on him, rolling her hips as her big breasts bulged in her hands. Her head rolled back on her neck as he lifted her up, only to let her drop back down.
"Ooh… ooh. Haa…" she moaned beautifully as her luxurious red hair bounced on her shoulders and Harley Quinn cheered at the display. Poison Ivy's big green breasts bounced up and down as she rode him reverse cowgirl, his hands sliding from her waist to her ass as she rested her hands on the mattress. Riding him faster and faster, reaching around and smacking her ass playfully as she laughed.
"Like how that pussy feels, Puddin?" Grinning, Harley Quinn knelt on the side of the bed, her messy makeup face resting on her fists as he bounced Poison Ivy's ass on his lap. Bucking his hips up into her as she moaned, squeezing her big breasts.
"Haah! Ah. Ah…" shivering in pleasure, she slammed her hips down on him. "Oooh…" she swiveled her hips on him, rubbing her green ass on his lap as Harley Quinn giggled.
"How's that cock feel in you, Red?"
"Oh, it feels GOOD, Harls…" Poison Ivy chuckled, his cock twitching inside her as he swatted her ass cheeks. "Oh… He's fucking me so good." She cooed sultrily, looking into the camera as Simmpy squeezed her ass.
"Well, I always thought Scarecrow was a pumpkin pounder." Harley Quinn giggled as Poison Ivy pursed her lips at her.
"Really? Oooh…" Simmpy sat up, grabbing her big breasts from behind before pushing her over. "AH… I guess he wants to be one now. AH…" she gasped as he grabbed her waist and thrust into her. "Ugh! Nngh!" moaning, her big breasts swayed between her arms for the camera. "Uugh!"
"OOooh that looks so FUN…" Harley Quinn giggled, getting up and grabbing the camera, removing it from the tripod as she carried it around the bed. "The front is great, but look at that COCK going in there! Fuck her harder, Puddin; she likes getting SEED." She teased as she focused the camera on Poison Ivy's rippling green ass, bouncing off his hips as he thrust his cock into her tight, warm pussy.
"Ah! Ah! Ahh…" Wet and tight, squeezing his girth with her slippery folds as he held tightly to her waist. "Ah…! HA!" gasping in pleasure, "Ooooh!"
"Plow that field, puddin!" Harley Quinn chuckled, pressing her big breasts to his arm and recording his cock slamming away at Poison Ivy's green ass. "Deep in the fields is where the scarecrow goes!" she purred in his ear as Poison Ivy's head threw back and she howled her climax, clamping down on Simmpy as he pushed into her pussy.
"Oooh! Oooh! Fuck… oh… yeah…" she pressed her ass to him, "Oh YEAH…" she growled playfully as she felt his cock pulsate inside her, pumping in his ropes as Harley Quinn cheered.
Smacking Poison Ivy's ass with a gloved hand, Harley Quinn purred, getting lower to view her pussy directly from behind. "Pull out slow, puddin. Oh YEAH… look at that stuffed pussy!" She spread Poison Ivy's labia as his seed oozed out of her. Poison Ivy wiggled her hips playfully. As Harley turned the Camera to her face, her black lips sucking on the tip. "MWAH!" she grinned, "YATZEE! Oh!" Her eyes crossed as his cock rigidly stood up. "…Looks like it's my turn." She grinned cheekily, but nervously.
"AH…" on her back, he spread her legs, handing Poison Ivy the camera as the grinning girl sat on Harley Quinn's face. "Mmngh!"
"Go on now. Eat up. Haah…" Poison Ivy rolled her hips on Harley Quinn's face, kneeling on her arms and hooking her feet behind her green elbows as Simmpy pushed into Harley's pussy.
"MMGH!! Mgh! Mgh!"
"Oooh!" Poison Ivy moaned, Harley Quinn's hands squeezed her bouncing clown tits as Simmpy drove into her pussy over and over. His hands grabbed onto Poison Ivy's wobbling green tits, squeezing them firmly as she rolled her hips on Harley's slurping tongue, drooling cum into her mouth.
His hips pounding away on Harley Quinn, burying his big cock into her tight hole as her toes curled, her legs shaking as she squealed into Poison Ivy's pussy. He buried his cock into her clown girl pussy, feeling her orgasm shivering on his shaft as Poison Ivy chuckled.
"Know what will REALLY make her cum?" she purred teasingly, before whispering it in his ear as she aimed the camera down at his cock buried in Harley Quinn's pussy. He pulled out of her. Rubbing his cock against her slit before sliding it down and pushing it into her ass.
"MMGH!! mMGH! MGH!!" she trembled, "MGH! mGH! MGH!!" Simmpy pounded her ass hard, moving his hands from Poison Ivy's tits to Harley Quinn's, then her hips, lifting her up further and going deeper. "MGmn! Hmmn!"
"OOOH…" Poison Ivy shivered erotically, watching his cock go in and out of the blonde's butthole as she clung to it, spasming in climax as he groaned. "You going to cum? Are you going to cum in the slutty clown girl's tight ass?"
"UUGH!!" Simmpy didn't answer with words, pushing his cock into Harley Quinn's squirming body, shivering in climax as he came in her ass, pushing his cum deep inside her as he pulled out of her with a wet pop. "Haah…" he popped out of her hole as she wriggled. Shifting slightly, he moved back as Poison Ivy fell forward. She put the camera down and held Harley Quinn's ass up, licking at his cum oozing out of her hole as he picked up the camera. Poison Ivy purred, flicking her tongue at Harley Quinn's hole while she moaned into the Green girl. He picked up the camera, watching them lick away at each other. His tired cock twitched upright as he shifted towards Poison Ivy's.
"Okay… now… push those tits together." He said as Poison Ivy flicked her tongue across Harley's lower lips, crawling towards him. Sitting on her knees, she squeezed her big breasts together, smiling up at him as he poked his cock between them.
"OOoh…" Harley Quinn shot up, resting her head on Poison Ivy's shoulder and grinning as she slipped around, "Aaah…" licking his tip as it pushed in and out between Poison Ivy's titty hug. "Mmgh! POP!"
"Hee-hee…" Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn smiled up at the camera as the green girl bounced and jiggled her tits around his bucking hips.
"I bet he's going to shoot a big sticky load on us… Come on. Soak these big titties white puddin!" Harley licked and kissed his tip as it pumped between Poison Ivy's chest.
"Don't hold back. Let it out. Come on." Poison Ivy cooed, licking her red lips as she bounced, jiggled, and squeezed her breasts to get. "Come on. Give me my makeup."
"Hey, that's my line!" Harley Quinn said, swirling her tongue around his tip. "Mmgh!" popping wetly as pre-cum oozed.
"Ugh! Haah…" he gasped loudly, pumping faster and faster as he focused the camera on the two grinning girls.
"Come on, puddin! We really want that hot sticky load!"
"Cum! Cum all over me!" Poison Ivy squeezed tightly, mouth open and drooling into her cleavage with Harley Quinn. Plapping wetly between her tits, over and over. He planted his cock firmly between her green breasts. "Oooh!" Poison Ivy puckered her lips as Rope after Rope stretched across her face. Soaking on her skin as she jiggled her breasts, squeezing out a dollop that oozed into her cleavage. Harley Quinn immediately flicked her tongue on the green girl's tits as Simmpy pulled slowly out from between her cleavage. "MMn…" Poison Ivy moaned, letting Harley Quinn lick and lick as Simmpy watched through the lens.
His cock drooped on Poison Ivy's tits as Harley Quinn slurped it into her mouth. "Mmgh…" twisting her black lips on it as Poison Ivy licked her sticky lips. "Mmn… mmnwah…" He watched with the camera as the Superbabes licked and slurped each other. Poison Ivy firmly held and fondled her heavy breasts as she licked and kissed Harley Quinn. Licking away at each other as Simmpy watched on.
"…This is hot." He said, even if his cock didn't show it. Slipping off Poison Ivy as they cleaned each other.
"Ah…" face him they showed the cum collection, before closing their mouths and swallowing them down, "Ah…" they cheered again, tongues out and smiling and jiggling. He rolled back against the headboard, still holding the camera on them as he curled his finger, and they giggled, crawling up next to him on either side. They giggled as he held up the camera; they looked up at it. "Smile, girls." He said as they both gave his cheeks sticky kisses and winked at the camera as he took a freeze frame. They gently grabbed his shaft together, giving it playful jerks and chuckling as he turned the camera off.
"That was awesome." He said as Harley Quinn tweaked his nose.
"And that Puddin is why we're the best!"
"Wow, you just. You're really good at that voice… are you the real one?" Poison Ivy snorted as the girls shifted off the bed. "…That gives me an idea." He said, crawling naked across the bed as they went to the bathroom to clean up as best they could. Harley Quinn shut the door behind them; usually they didn't bother so people could watch the 'Superbabe Shower Thing,' but he didn't seem to be paying attention anyway.
Harley Quinn pulled off her cap, scratching her blonde-haired head as Poison Ivy turned on the shower. "I TOTALLY know that guy." She said as Poison Ivy absently checked her luxurious hair in the mirror.
"…Like more than how we know him from banging him?" Poison Ivy smiled cheekily as Harley Quinn laughed.
"Yeah. I recorded for him last night. Didn't know he was in Gotham." She said, "I call him Simmpy."
"Huh." Poison Ivy replied, already doing the Superbabe shower thing. "Small world."
"Apparently." She said, grinning.
Simmpy, now wearing pants, made sure to save the homemade porn on his computer, as well as immediately jot down ideas for a new video, and some additions to the old one. Barely noticing Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy slipping out.
"Puddin. We need payin." Said Harley Quinn, eyeing him, immediately starting work on a new scene for the video.
"Right! Right sorry. Hang on." He said, and he was apparently also getting up and retrieving a neat wad of bills. "Here you go." Handing it Poison Ivy, who slid the money between her breasts and he blinked behind his mask, his mouth hanging open.
"Thanks for the payin puddin! But we got to run."
"Wait…" he said, "…Are you-" he began as Harley Quinn flinched, "…The girls from that Premium content video?"
"We are." Said Poison Ivy as Harley Quinn seemed to inwardly sigh in relief.
"Yep! We'd sign you a copy, but we got to go."
"Can I get a picture?" The girls hesitated, then shrugged.
"Yeah, sure." Before surrounding him again, smiling, and taking a selfie. Less sexy this time. But a memory is a memory.
"Byyyye Puddin." Harley Quinn said as they left together. Shutting the door behind them, they walked back to the elevator as Poison Ivy turned to her.
"You were in a hurry to leave, Mel."
"We FUCK yeah I was," Melissa replied exasperatedly. She stretched. "I just made some pretty fucking authentic sex noises for him. Now I'm probably going to have to fake more for him when I get off work." She elbowed Poison Ivy lightly in the side; she giggled and jiggled. "Good thing he was more interested in your tits, Jess."
"Yeah. Well. Most are." Jessica shrugged, and they got into the elevator, heading back to Superbabes.
Time: 4:02 AM: Place: Hearthstone Hotel (Simmpy's room)
Simmpy yawned as he worked feverishly on a new scene for his video, and a newer one too. With Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn. This time without cocks strapped to them.
Blueboa- Yo. Did you chicken out?
Simmpy blinked at his Disharmony app. Then grinned, uploading the picture for Blueboa of him with Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn.
Simmpy- nope.
BlueBoa- DAMN, those girls are HOT… oh, by the way. You can't share that video.
Simmpy blinked. Did he tell Blueboa he was going to record them?
Simmpy- I can't?
Blueboa took a while to answer.
Blueboa- I mean, you shouldn't post it or anything. Seriously. When I ordered, the lady with the hot but scary voice told me that, in no uncertain terms, I am to let you post that without her permission. If you do, she will hunt us down and have her ridiculously strong daughter crush our balls in her hand. She said some freaky shit to me, man, shit I didn't tell anyone. Scared the hell out of me. I fucking believe her when she says she'll do terrible things to me. Do not post.
Simmpy stared at Blueboa's paragraph of warning; he didn't really WANT to post the video anyway, so… it works out for him.
Simmpy- Okay. I won't. I didn't intend to.
Blueboa was silent for a while before adding.
Blueboa- You can share it, just don't post it.
Simmpy rolled his eyes.
Simmpy- Right, I get it. I'll send it to you later. I need to talk to MessyBlank. I got a new idea.
Blueboa- Cool, I got to go anyway. Just wanted to check in.
Simmpy rubbed his eyes, casually deciding to give MessyBlank a message he didn't expect her to answer back right away… but.
MessyBlank- Hey. Just got home. You wanted me for something?
Simmpy- OH yeah. Got a new idea and I'm ready to give you my money.
MessyBlank took a second to answer his little joke. Then
MessyBlank- Well, if we're going to do this, Puddin, we're doing it right. ;)
Simmpy blinked, paused, and opened his mouth. "Hold up, are you-" he paused mid-message… he then deleted all of it and shook his head. "Nah… I'm just tired." He said, before giving her the notes.
End