"The Superhero Class"
Warning: This content is very Raunchy, Erotic (more than usual for this site) and contains strong language but is meant for good entertainment, a contribution by a new writer called "The Cat"...Enjoy!
The Superhero Class
by: The Cat
NOV 00
"All right class. We have a few minutes left. Everybody pair up with a
different
partner and space yourselves out on the dance floor."
Robert then passed out black blind folds to all fourteen students. They
ranged
from seventeen to about thirty in age. Out of this class, three women
and one of
the two men were bi or gay.
"Those closest to the mirror go first. Face your partner. Blind folds
on.
Relax... Take a deep breath and slowly let it out and begin."
The person closest to the mirror started exploring there partner's
bodies with
their hands. Starting with the feet and working their way up to the
neck. I was
really just an excuse for a petting orgy. But nobody complained.
"Feel the bone. Feel the muscle that holds the body in an upright
position
connected to the bones. Feel all the skin that covers and smoothes the
shape of
the muscle. Feel the shape of the human body under its man made sheaths
of skin
tight fabrics."
He let them continue until they had run their hands over the entire body
of
their partners. Then he had them switch and repeated the excercise.
"All right, that was a good class. Thank you all."
And another Saturday's modern dance class was finished. It was four pm.
Time to
clean and do a little paper work and then change for his dates tonight.
He was
really excited about his dates. Janet and Sharina, two of the three
dance
instructors that worked for him, were going to do a little roleplaying
in
superhero costumes at his house. The third instructor, Christine,
couldn't make
it. She was out on her own date.
Robert had recently posted a copy of a "fashion" article he created with
their
new computer, just as an experiment. A couple he new, Kim and John in
the
Lifestyle, posed for him. She dressed in a white lycra thong leotard
with sheer
pantyhose, while John was in blue lycra tights but no dance belt. His
wide seven
incher fully outlined by the tight fabric. They are a muscular couple
and really
looked good. They posed in front of a full length mirror so there fronts
and
backs were visible. The caption read 'New Dance Fashion. Dance belts are
out.
Sheer is in. Less is better.' No source. No article, just the picture
and
caption. Robert posted this phony fashion in the hallway by his office.
I had
quit an effect. All the guys stopped wearing dance belts and almost half
of the
women switched to wearing thong leotards with sheer pantyhose or sheer
tights.
He was putting the stereo away when Janet walked into the studio. She
had on an
excellent replica of Batgirl's dark gray, yellow and navy blue costume
from
comic books she collects. The only difference was hers was all lycra.
Even the
hood and cape. It looked like it was painted on. Everyone in the class
stopped
and stared. Janet was about five eight in bare feet with an incredible
aerobics
and dance body. Muscle showed under her pale skin and she was very
flexible and
strong. Her full breasts sitting high and firm. The four inch heels made
her an
imposing Superheroine.
"Hello Robert." She said.
He turned around looked. His huge eight rod got hard under his lycra
unitard.
She looked fantastic and she knew it, and waved at the students.
"Anyone who's interested in costumed roleplaying can see us later." She
announced
to the students. "Right now I think Robert should change into his
costume. Don't
you?"
There were sounds of agreement.
"All right Robert. It's decided, we want to see you in your costume in
five
minutes."
This should be interesting, he thought. He went to his office and
quickly
changed. He had chosen a Robin costume from the sixties TV series. It
was
identical except that it was also made completely of lycra and he added
sheer
nude pantyhose to cover his shaved legs. It fit his well muscled
dancer's body
better than Burt Ward's did. Even the mask was lycra. He walked back
into the
studio. All the women made cat calls. His eight inch erection was rock
hard and
outlined by the green lycra leotard extremely well. Several students
asked about
the roleplaying and wanted to participate in future events.
"Behold Robin, the boy wonder!" Janet announced, her hand actually
indicating
his hard-on. Robert blushed and stepped onto a chair displaying himself
to
everyone.
"Thank you. Thank you. No applause, just money."
Finally, everyone started to leave and soon the dance department was
empty.
"Well Robin, it's just you and I fighting crime. Let's go on patrol..."
Batgirl
said in a sultry voice. "That has to be why they call you the boy
wonder!" She
said as she looked at his bulge.
They closed up the dance department and drove to Robert's older one
story brick
house. They opened several windows and unlocked the rest so a certain
catburgular could break in. Catwoman wouldn't try to break in until
after dark.
They popped in a XXX video about lycra superheros and villains. Janet
walked
around the room running her lycra gloved hands over her lycra body.
Feeling that
tingling sensation as they slid over her form.
"God, I'm really getting horny in this costume. I just remembered why I
like
costuming so much. I need you Robin. And I need you now! Lets get out of
these!"
They removed their costumes, but kept the hoods, masks and capes on.
"Now Robin, do it me!"
The new Batgirl sat back on the silvery lycra covered couch and spread
her well
toned legs wide exposing her swollen pink lips. The new Robin drove his
throbbing eight inch cock into her hot pink pussy and pumped long and
hard. She
squirmed and yelled as he drove his dick in and out of her clit.
"Oh god Robin! Yes! Yes! Faster! I love the feel of your cock pumping my
hole!
God it's so big! I can feel every ridge and massive vein filling its
length with
your hot blood and rubbing against my tender clit. Oh god I'm getting
close!
Shoot your sperm into you love tunnel! I'm on the edge! Now Robin! I'm
commmiiinnnggg...."
And she shook violently as uncontrollable pleasure washed over her caped
body.
Robin road her out and ejaculated as intense pleasure passed through his
loins
and
pumped until he was too soft. They laid quietly for a few minutes,
breathing
heavily, wrapped in each others arms.
"I needed that! Thanks Robin."
"Any time Batgirl."
He rolled off and they finished watching the movie just as the sun was
setting.
"Time to get dressed Robin."
Robert slipped into the sheer pantyhose.
"Hmmmmmmmmm... Wait just a minute." Janet said.
She brought back a pair of scissors and carefully cut just enough of a
hole for
his balls and huge cock to hang out of.
"Wow. Even limp you must be five inches. Now you can put on the rest of
your
costume."
They finished dressing and turned off the TV and lights. Only three tiny
red
night lights remained on, giving an erie glow to parts of the house.
They let
their eyes adjust to the darkness and moved into the bedroom. While
waiting,
they rubbed their lycra sheathed bodies together and explored the inside
of each
others mouth with there tongues. Their hands covered areas of their
bodies that
were especially sensitive. Robin discovered why Batgirl cut a hole in
his
pantyhose. She pulled the leg opening wide and his rod fell out. A
yellow lycra
glove caressed its length sending tingling sensations through his loins
making
him
weak kneed.
"Too bad we can't roleplay like we were dressed, or undressed, earlier.
Maybe
next time we will." Batgirl whispered and nibbled his ear lobe.
They heard the unmistakable sound of an old wooden window being opened
very
slowly. She slapped the lycra back over his swollen cock.
They backed into the dark shadows away from the windows. In the faint
red light
from another room a shapely figure crept into the room making no sound.
She was
thankful for the plush cushioned rug that covered the floor. Catwoman
slinked
from room to room and finally over to the chest-o-drawers in the bedroom
and
opened each drawer slowly and quietly. In the third drawer she found
what she
wanted. The jewelry box full of gems and jewels! She put it and two
others in a
small black bag and tied its top. Robin and Batgirl jumped out from the
shadows
and flipped on a small lamp at the head of the bed.
"Caught you red handed Catwoman! Drop the jewels and give up quietly!"
Robin
said.
Catwoman whipped around into a crouch, hissing loudly. Her clawed hand
slashing
the air to keep them away. She saw the odds weren't in her favor. She
grabbed a
corner of the bed sheet and whipped it over them and dove out the open
bedroom
window. She ran towards the five foot brick wall at the far end of the
backyard
and easily hopped up. She paused and looked back into the backyard as
Robin and
Batgirl followed. Capes flowing out behind them. Catwoman's lithe form
silhouetted against the faint fuzzy light in the fog that was forming.
She
disappeared over the wall and into an old large cemetery. Robin and
Bargirl
hopped over the stone wall and stopped. There was no sound. No movement.
"Creepy isn't it." Batgirl whispered. "She just disappeared, but she
can't be
far. Go that way several rows and I'll go this way. Then walk away from
the wall
checking each row as you go."
"Will do."
Robin replied.
They quietly and slowly walked down their rows and looked left and right
past
the large headstones. Suddenly Catwoman emerged and pile drove herself
into
Batgirl's midsection and they tumbled back.
They used wrestling and tumbling movements that they had practiced for
hours the
past week to minimize the risk of anyone getting hurt.
Catwoman rolled over her and bolted. But Robin appeared out of the haze
and
blocked her exit. Large marble headstones partly blocking their sides.
Batgirl
was now up and crouched behind her. Catwoman hissed angrily at them.
"Get out of my way and you wouldn't get hurt!"
Then bolted between two of the headstones. Batgirl was closest and threw
her
Styrofoam batarang. It hit Catwoman between the shoulders and she
tumbled to a
heap in the grass. Her stolen bag of loot fell out of her hand.
"Let's tie her up and get her back to the house. We can call the police
their."
Robin tied her ankles and hands with two soft short pieces of rope. Then
gently
picked her up. This close he could see Sharina's costume clearly. It
wasn't
lycra but a black semi-sheer nylon catsuit with short lycra gloves, five
inch
pumps and a black lycra hood with cat ears, similar to the one in the
batman
movie. Her nipples and shaved pussy easily visible through the thin
fabric. He
eased her over his shoulder. She was very light and graceful and makes
an
excellent ballet partner. Janet and Sharina were the same height and
both in
their late twenties, but Sharina was lean and slender with modest firm
breasts
and short dark hair. He slipped a finger between her legs and stroked
her spot
gently. Catwoman purred softly. Batgirl looked over at the sound and
watched.
Sharina spread her legs slightly and he slipped another finger in and
caressed
her lips. Gently squeezing them between between his fingers. Her purring
became
louder. Batgirl had a wicked idea.
They entered the bedroom through the side porch door.
"Robin, tie her arms spread eagle at the end of the bed facing it."
He retied her wrists with velvet covered rope hanging from two of the
four large
wooden bed posts. Batgirl motioned Robin to follow her. In the living
room they
stripped out of their costumes and redressed like they were when the
made love
earlier. Capes and hoods, shoes and gloves. Robin's rod stood out hard.
Robert
had an idea of what they were going to do. Batgirl kneeled on the bed in
front
of Catwoman's unconscious form. Sharina felt a large rod between her
nylon legs
sliding back and forth and enjoyed its throbbing heat against her nylon
covered
lips. Sharina had always had the most incredible sexual experiences in
nylons
and pantyhose. She knew it was Robert's erection. Batgirl slapped her
face
lightly.
"Wake up Catwoman. We have a treat for you. You get to watch the boy
wonder slip
that huge cock of his into my juicy pussy."
Sharina thought this actually sounded like fun, and she really liked the
'new'
costumes. All three of them were straight, but she wouldn't have missed
this!
They had discussed the course of tonight's events with room for various
possible
options. But this was obviously something the two of them thought up
while they
were waiting for Catwoman to break in.
"Robin, lay on the bed."
He lay with his feet towards Catwoman, his yellow lycra cape spread out
under
him. Batgirl faced her and slowly worked her wet pussy down onto his
full eight
inches as Catwoman watched. She became very wet watching Batgirl slowly
pump
Robin's huge dick. Moisture oozed down his rod and dripped off the end
of his
balls, onto the bed. She desperately wanted to lick those delicious
juices and
suck on his balls and have him ejaculate in her mouth. Batgirl moaned
and
twisted with pleasure and she moved up and down. She played with her
full
breasts and squeezed her nipples in Catwoman's face teasing her.
Catwoman
struggled in her restraints. Then she moved to Robin's swollen balls and
caressed them. Robin moaned. Batgirl's rhythm quickened and she suddenly
shook
from an intense orgasm. She slipped off Robins still erect dick and
started
jacking him off with her lycra covered hand.
"No Batgirl! Don't waste it! Release me and let me finish him if you
don't have
the guts!" She said viciously.
Robin moaned and shot two huge streams of cum onto himself and lay
exhausted.
Janet started untying Sharina.
"Good game!".
"Yes, I particularly enjoyed the last half hour. But I can't wait until
the next
time. I think we'll need some very different costumes for our next
encounter.
Christine said she would be free for our next get together."
Sharina
replied.
"Anybody hungry? There's a steakhouse that's open late next to the
highway."
The women looked at him and smiled. "Men. Always thinking of food."
"Not always! There is sex between eating and sleeping."
"Hmmmmm. I think I need to change. This costume is a little to sheer for
Catwoman to make a public appearance. Let me get my stuff."
She went out to her car and brought back a large gym bag and started
digging
through it.
"I didn't think that was the Catwoman costume you had made for tonight.
Why did
you switch?"
She stripped and put on a deep purple lycra catsuit with Catwoman hood,
black
leather thigh boots with five inch heels that hugged her legs and long
black
leather gloves.
"Just a whim. And judging by the tonights roleplaying, my costume should
have
been totally sheer with a hole in the crouch!"
"True enough."
"Looks like we're ready, let's eat."
Robert said.