This story is not so much about the adventures of Batgirl, but more about the developing sexuality of Barbara Gordon. The storyline continues on from 'The Price of Silence' and once more includes the character of Jennifer Goodbody AKA Sparrow, as well as Selina Kyle AKA Catwoman (did I really need to say that?). In recent times, there seems to have been a h...
Waking up to the bright lights of a hospital lamp blinding the eyes is not the kind of gift one hopes on a birthday. Having a heart attack is also not an unwarranted present but that is what Mr. Hutchison received on his 60th birthday. The wily old man with a sharp tongue, the 15th richest man in the country is an active sportsman and a notorious womanizer....
CHAPTER EIGHT When Andena woke up, she was alarmed by the fact that she was unable to move her body. Her breathing seemed to be controlled, and she couldn't feel anything. It was as if her body was detached from her. Only her main functions seemed to be present: she heard her heart beating, and knew that the very fact that she was conscious meant that she w...
Agent 409 was exhausted, her body tired and sore especially her pussy. The extreme orgasms had taken their toll on her. Her skin was slick with sweat as the excursion and the tight rubber of her suit had heated up her body quite a lot. She didn't know how much more she could take. The large stun rod was still lodged inside her and the humming continued to vi...
"I don't know what the fuck the problem is with you two," Chief Hiller exclaimed. "Chief..." Alex started "I'm not done talking Lundz," he shot back, "you two were the only ones who failed the gun qualifications. And guess what the two of you are in my duty section. And I don't care if you have six months or six years left in the Navy I'm not going to let...
The late afternoon sun slanted through the windows of the house she grew up in. Maggie McIntyre woke up after a nap: her day had been longer than any shift she'd pulled during her Residency, and she still felt tired. The room still looked the same as it did when she moved away from home to college: a girl's room with lace lampshades and curtains, a ruffle ar...
This is my first submission to Literotica. As the title suggests, will be part of an ongoing series. Thinking of doing a few other things depending on story success or failure, would welcome feedback and comments. As usual, these characters are owned by DC Comics and Warner Bros. *** Ah, Gotham. What a place. The clash of old gothic and neo-modern archit...
The Entity was old. It was older than the idea of names and therefore had none. It existed and that was all it cared about. It had been trapped in a place beyond places, but at last it was free. It had no knowledge of how it came to be free once more, but it cared not. That it was free again after countless eons was knowledge enough. It explored the new co...
"So how about dinner?" I asked as I rolled Mr. Jones over and proceeded to change out his soiled incontinence pad. Normally, the odor that curled up from Jones was enough to peel lead paint of a wall, but I had finally been one step ahead of my infamous comatose patient. The Vicks Vapor-Rub I had smeared under my nose protected me from his eye watering bowel...
Chapter 10: The Messages Day 13 13, October 2218 **Mexico City, Mexico** Mexico, Region 2 Oscar stared at his hands and arms while his tiny wife carried him by his arms while she flew through the cloudy skies. His scars where Menja had crudely stitched him back together, were lighter than before now. With her power, she healed him as much as she could b...