Batman Sex Story: Batman Beyond Hard Day’s Night part 1

A Hard Days Night.

Summary: Terrys had a hard night, he needs to relax.
Rating: Adult+
Pairing: Terry/Max
Authors notes: Theres such a dearth of good Batman Beyond fiction on this board and hardly any involving the incredible Maxine Gibson, so here we go. The setting is probably after the series ran its course but well before JLUs Epilogue section. Its PWP though, so it doesnt really matter excessively. Alternative title: A Hard Days (Dark) Knight but I thought the punning was just too bad.

Terry looked like shit, thought Max. It was the only way to describe it. He had at least, changed at out the Batsuit before coming to see her, he stood there, in his usual jeans, black t-shirt and battered brown jacket and he looked like shit. There were dark circles under his eyes and his entire posture was seemed slumped and drooping as though he no longer had the energy to fight off gravitys pull.

Max sighed to herself and closed the door to her apartment behind her before wrapping her arms around him and pulling him into a friendly hug. The poor guy needed it, she knew. He hadnt slept for the last two nights at all. Not only was the old man who hired him out of town, which always meant he worked harder anyway but the corporate terrorist for hire, Inque was on the loose in Gotham City again. Max had known Terry to become incredibly obsessed about that woman. His previous encounters with her had not gone well, and he felt guilty thatd endangered his boss, Bruce Wayne whod had to bail him out on each occasion.

The end result was Terry had been pushing himself beyond all his limits. He felt like crap, every one of his limbs felt like they had lead weights attached to him, his brain was full of cotton fuzz and he could barely form a coherent thought past the dull whine filling his ears. He gratefully slumped into Maxs embrace, his arms forming a lose circle around her waist as she wrapped hers about his neck, cradling his head against her shoulder.

The hug went on for quite a few moments, Terry sheltered in Maxs arms, feeling the warmth of her body pressed against him and for the first time in days, he felt good. After a while Max tried to pull back at what was more or less the correct moment for two people who were just good friends but Terry didnt want to let go, instead he kept her close, gently tugging her against him with the strength in his well exercised arms. A small smile flittered across Maxs face as she returned to the embrace.

For Terry, it was like he was seeing Max for the first time; her long shapely legs and the generous curves of her body, the way her tight yellow top clung to her chests; her bright pink hair, and the mischievous glint to her eyes and grin. He shivered, his heart was suddenly beating quickly as he realised it was the warmth and weight of those same magnificent breasts he could feel pressed against his chest.

His heart pounded with the realisation, blood and hormones surged around his body and before he knew what he was doing hed planted his lips firmly on hers.

Mmumrry! Max squeaked in surprise; her voice muffled as it was obstructed by Terrys lips.

Oh God, Terry panicked, still lip-locked with a wide eyed Max, She going to kick my ass

Maxs eyes fluttered closed and her hands gripped the back of his head and neck. Her mouth opened under his and her tongue played with his own. Her taste flooded his senses as they staggered back under the force of the kiss, their limbs not entirely under their own control. They lurched about until they bumped into Maxs couch and their legs gave way, so they collapsed upon it. Terry rolled on top, pinning Max between his body and her couch as they continued to make out with mounting heat and passion. Max squirmed under him spreading her legs so the bulge in his trousers grinded against her crotch.

Terrys hands worked their way up and down the curves of her body until his finger tips found and started to toy with the hem of her top. Ever so slowly, afraid that Max was going to object at any second, or even haul off and slap him, he worked his hands upwards again, peeling off the clingy yellow material of her top, revealing utterly smooth soft chocolate brown skin, breaking their kiss so he could sit and watch as he peeled the top off of her chest and over her head.

He stared down at her. For some reason he was surprised that she wasnt wearing a bra at all. Her breasts rose and fell in time with Maxs quickened breath; two perfect, firm mounds of flesh capped with exceptionally dark nipples. He cupped them in his hands and shifted so could he lean down and start to suck on them.

Oh Ter! Max exclaimed, as he sucked and slurped hard on her sensitive tits, her body arched, shoving her tits into his face and grinding her hips determinedly against his lower body, Shit! Ter! Thats feels so- uh! Oh! Terry! She moaned incoherently as Terry mercilessly manipulated her mammarys. The constant working of her sensitive orbs coupled with the (not so) dry humping set her off. Her entire body shivered and pulsed as a small orgasm shot through her. She slumped back to the couch limply as it passed.

Terry smirked at her from between her breast as his hands wandered their way down to her waist line.

Not so fast, McGinnis, Max drawled, dragging up the energy to bat his hands away with her own.

Terrys face fell. What the hell had been he thinking, Max was his best friend, this was going to fuck everything up. But there she smiled and wagged a finger at him.

You dont get to see me butt-naked while youre still fully clothed. Besides, I think Little Terry wants some air She grinned, casually cupping his crotch with one hands.

Terrys jacket was instantly on the floor, quickly followed by his black t-shirt. Max murmured appreciatively as she took in his lanky body, still slender and lithe but toned and hard from years of beating up Gothams criminal underworld.

Schway! she murmured, gently running her hands over his body leaning in to plant soft kisses on his hard muscles, working her way down until she swirled her tongue into his belly button, drawing a giggle. Her deft hands quickly unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them and his pants down and off his body. Something long, hard and definitely masculine popped up.

Super-Schway, Max said, in a quietly impressed sort of tone, certainly the moniker Little Terry was not appropriate. Terry loomed over her, standing upright with his hands on his hips triumphantly.

Max reached out gently cupping Terrys balls with one hand with the other stroked the length of his shaft, pulling the foreskin back from the head of his dick causing him to mewl and moan. Taking pity on him and still teasing him with the her hands she gently kissed the very tip of the shaft, and ran her tongue across the head, swirling around the underside of the head, causing the (un)costumed adventurer to moan hoarsely as she started to suck in earnest, her head beginning to bob slightly; each downward motion taking Terry a bit deeper into her mouth until he could feel the head of his cock lodged against her tonsils, just shy of actually choking her. Her deft hands kept stroking the base of his shaft and playing with his balls.

It felt incredible. Terry felt his strength leave him as Maxs pink haired head bobbed up and down his length, getting so hypnotized by the feeling that he forgot to try and keep his knees straight. He sat down on the couch, thankfully managing to not scrape his dick across Maxs teeth. Sighed, his erection still bopping and waving slightly in the cool air, standing up proud between his legs. He grinned smugly at the expression on Maxs face.

Want to take a test ride, Ms Gibson? He teased.

Dont mind if I do Mr McGinnis, She replied, pulling her trousers off her legs. Revealing the trimmed lips of her pussy topped with a triangle of dark hair.

So Terry drawled, Not a natural pink then?

Actually, Max teased, I just dye it black down there so people have to ask that very question.

She straddled him, spreading the dark lips of her labia as she placed her entrance over his shaft. Terry quickly seized her butt, gripping a cheek in each had as she ever so slowly lowered herself down, his dick penetrating deeper and deeper inside her, until the dark bushes of their pubes merged into on. Max shivered holding herself quite still as she tried to get used to the feeling of Terrys dick being fully within her.

Max? Terry said softly, You alright?

Gimme a sec, Ter She muttered. Then she began rolling her hips in tiny circles, rubbing Terrys hard length all across the soft velvety walls of her cunt. Terry groaned as his member was tugged this way and that by the clinging tightness of her body as she began to get wetter and wetter her movements became less inhibited and she started to slowly hump him; her hips rising and falling along his length. The two teenagers moans filled the air, mixing and overlapping in their union.

Uh, she moaned as she started to ride him uh, oh god, oh! Uh yeah, Ter!

Max! Oh this is so- oh! Max! Terry gasped, a small part of his brain still unable to comprehend that he was screwing his best friends brains out. This was far from his first time but it still seemed so much more intimate. Max knew everything about him. Everything Melanie had only know Terry, at least in bed and Marina only bedded with Batman on the rare occasions he stayed at the Metropolis Watchtower. Max knew both sides of him.

Oh, Ter, Fuck me! Fuck me, Terry! Max mewled almost plaintively in his ear. Something seemed to flick in his brain, at the needy tone of her voice, like a red flag in front of a bull.

Max had a sudden sense of dvu as Terrys mouth clamped down on her own. Suddenly she found herself flat on her back and her couch, Terrys arms were under her arm pits, supporting her head and stroking her short pink hair from underneath. She was entirely wrapped around him, arms about his neck and legs about his waist, clutching him hard to her as he went into a frenzy of thrusting.

Every muscle into Terrys body seemed taunt and hard with effort on top of her, as he slammed the entire length of his cock in and out of her, producing an audible smack of his hips impacting her round up turned butt and accompanied by her joyous orgasmic squeals as they rutted with reckless abandon on her couch.

Gazing up at Terry before her eyes went totally glassy with pleasure, Max could see no enjoyment on his face, it was taunt and determined as the rest of his body and they was steely set to his jaw, Max had the oddest feeling she was seeing the same side of him the criminals of Gotham would if they could see through Batmans mask. The thought was washed out her mind though by a tremendous full body orgasmed that ripped through her senses. Her pussy clamped down on the hard intruding length inside and from beyond it all she could hear a sudden guttural moan;

Maxine!

Terry burst, his dick spewing hot cum inside Maxs clenching cunt. Each spewing thrust though came slower and weaker than the one before it as Terrys adrenaline seemed to fail him as endorphins flooded his body, relaxing it.

He shuddered and slowly came to a rest, after half a dozen hard blasts of sperm. He hardly noticed he was still on Max, still inside Max. All his limbs, even his eyes seemed to be weighted with lead. He sighed and slumped, drifting into blessed, long denied and now totally relax sleep.

Max wrapped her arms contentedly around her sleeping lover, but even as she to drifted off into a satisfied sleep, she had one slight niggling worry in the back of her mind.

Slag it, I hope Dana doesnt find out.