Subject: ROG REPOST- ALL MY STORIES-  5C  BATMAN FOREVER 3/5
From: Rogrtipe@ix.netcom.com (Roger T. Pipe)
Date: Mon, Oct 6, 1997 18:12 EDT
Message-id: <4679eli$9710061810@qz.little-neck.ny.us>



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The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT
entertainment.  All characters in this story are fictional, and
the author does not necessarily condone the actions described
within.  If graphic sexual stories offend you or if you are under
18 DO NOT READ OR DOWNLOAD!!!!!!!
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Batman and any other characters from
the Batman story line are copyrighted by DC comics.
Any similarity between names, characters and places in this
story are purely coincidental. This story is written solely
for entertainment purposes and cannot be used or redistributed 
for the purposes of making money or profit.
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Just a few notes.  Since this is MY story, I have made a few
casting changes.  Where not indicated, the cast in the same. In this
chapter, Celeste is played by Elizabth Berkley from Showgirls.  Sugar
is still played by Drew Barrymore.  Spice is played by Shannon
Doherty.

Thank you and enjoy.  As always, any comments are most
appreciated.  Post them on 
A.S.S.D. or Email me.  I'm still working on this, so any ideas
will be taken into consideration.

Roger

                    BATMAN FOREVER PART THREE


                                I

     At the same time Bruce Wayne was enjoying the oral talents
of Dr. Chase Merididan, young Dick Grayson was just turning the
Barmobile onto Old Gotham Road where he opened it up to 90 MPH. 
"Damn, this baby flies."  He half shouted as he sped down the
deserted road towards the heart of Gotham.  "Now, for a little
driving music."  He mumbled, finding the in dash CD player in the
Batmobile.  Cranking the volume up to ten, Dick soon heard the
sounds of adult contempororay blaring though the sound system. 
"What is this crap?"  Dick muttered, edjecting the offending
disc.  "Michela Bolton?  Fuck that."  He tossed the small disc
out the window and pulled a CD case for his leather jacket.  He
picked a disc, interted it and in a few seconds, the Batmobile
was filled with the rocous sounds of The Offspring's 'Smash It
Up'.  "Now this is ass kicking music."  He said, lughing and
speeding through the black night into Gotham City.

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     The north side of Gotham city was by far the most dangerous,
crime infested neighborhood this side of south Metropolis.  The
streets bustled with gang members, prositutes, drug adicts and
pimps.  No one was safe out here form the roaming ganga of thugs
who ruled the streets like a pack of blood thirsty wolves.  That
is, until the Batmobile cruised down the dark Avenue, scattering
the evil doers like so many cock roaches when you turn on the
lights.
     Dick drove through the run down neighborhood, scoping out
the ladies of the evening who flocked on the street corners. 
Seeing a partially promising group, he pulled the car up to the
curb, sending the johns scurrying scurrying away.  One of them,
thought Dick, looked very familiar, "Like that British actor
who's been in town to promote his new movie."  He muttered.  No
matter, he had found what he was looking for, some working girls.
     The hookers hathered around the Batmobile like lust starved
groupies, dying for a glimpse of the Dark Knight.  When the hatch
of the Batmobile slid open, they were instead treated to young
Dick Grayson's smiling face.  "Hello ladies."  He said, flashing
a cocky Tom Cruise like smile.
     The small crowd backed away laughing.  "That ain't Batman. 
Looks more like BatBoy.  BratBoy is more like it.  Hey Boy,
Disneyland is farther west."  They jeered.
     Dick was angered by their ridiculing.  "Hey, I'm man enough
to steal the Batmobile from Batman.  I'd say that makes me man
enough to......."
     His words were cut off by a death scream coming from one of
the darkened side alleys.  It sounded as if someone werer being
tortured.  Before he could even try to think about it, Dick swung
the Batmobile around and headed in the direction of the screams.
     Celeste Stallings should have known better than to be out at
night in this part of Gotham.  She had been on a sorrority
initialtion prank for Hell Week.  All she was supposed to do was
bring in a condemned sign from one of the dol burned out slums. 
Somehow, she had taken a very wrong turn and ended up here. 
While tying to use a pay phone, the pretty coed had been
harrassed by some gang member who chased her away from her can
and dwon this dead end alley.  As they closed in around her, now
twenty strong, she let out her desparate cry for help.
     The leader of the gang, a large man wearing leather clithes
and white stage make up, had a hold of Celeste's long black hair
and was about to speak when someon in the crowd shrieked.  "Oh
shit, it's Batman."  All eyes turned to the open ind of the alley
just as the sleak, black vehicle pulled in.  Just the sight of
Batman struck fear in the hearts of the gang members who backed
away as the Batmobile slowed to a halt at Celeste's feet.  She
could see the big leader's body tremble as the hatch opened. 
Then, as some young punk, not the dreaded Dark Knight, hopped out
of the vehicle, the tension eased and the gang began laughing
aloud.  "It's not the Batman."  Said one brave soul, stepping
forward to challenge dick.
     Begining to realize the potential danger of the situation,
Dick knew he had to act quickly.  "I just forgot my suit at the
cleaners."  He said, mustering up all his confidence.  "Let the
girl go now."
     The leader laughed with his followers for a moment then held
up his hand for quiet.  The moisy alley fell utterly silent. 
"What if I say no?"
     "Well,"  Answered Dick confidently.  "Then I'll take her,
and kick your ass on the way out."
     Again the larger man luaghed loudly at Dick.  "I doubt
that."  He nodded at the cloest gang member who emdiatly swung
into action, striking out at Dick with a wooden stick he held. 
Effortlessly, Dick sidestepped the blow, grabbing the stick from
the hood.  Spinning around quickly, Dick cracked him in the back
of the head, knocking the attacker cold.
     The remaining members stood stunned for a moment, not quite
sure what to make of the young avenger.  Before they could
regroup, Dick used the end of the stick to butt three more gana
members in the face and gut, clearing a path to Celeste.  In a
fllash, Dick had a hold of her arm and was backing her towards
the Batmobile.
     Bu now, the leader had regrouped a bit from his initail
surprise.  "Get him."  He shouted.  Shielding Celeste from the
attackers, Dick flew into action. Using his acrobatic skills and
the stick, he fought throuh the first dozen or so thugs.  Dick
knew that he was hopelessly outnumbered and could not deat them
all.  Turning to Celeste, he yelled.  "Get in the car."  Celeste
climbed into the Batmobile, leaving Dick to fight throught the
few until he to leapt into the car.  In a flash, he hit the
button to clese the fatch.  Just befor it sealed out the evil
doers, Dick smiled and gave a heard filled.  "Have a nice day."
     With a blast of flames and the screech of tires, the sleek
car raced backwards out of the alley and down the street, leaving
the cursing gang memebers in its dust.  Dick dromve silently for
a while before noticing that Celeste was crying.
     "I wouldn't worry too much about your car Miss,  all in all,
you are very lucky"  Dick said, trying his best to sound like a
confident super hero.  In fact, however, his heart was racind and
he was thankful to have surrvived the ordeal.
     "It's not that."  She sobbed, wiping her eyes and trying to
compose herslf.  A few moments  later, she continued.  "I would
have been murdred by those creeps.  You saved my life."  She
again sobbed.
     "No need to cry Miss."  Dick comforted, pulling the
Batmobile to a stop in fromt of the Delta Chi Pi sorrority house.
"It's not so serious as all that.  You're safe now and I'll call
in your car to the police as so as I get back to...." he paused a
moment, catching his near mistake.  "As soon as I dump this car. 
I wouldn't want the real Batman to catch me in it."
     Celeste turned to him, her eyes sparkling in the moonlight. 
"You sure acted like the real Batman back there."
     Dick swallowed hard.  His experiences with women were rather
limited.  Most people had always assumed that because he was an
entertainer and a gymnast, that he must be gay.  In fact, Dick
had been with only two lovers in his life.  Niether of whom had
been nearly as pretty as Celeste.
     "Just doing my good deed Miss."  He said, his voice dropping
into a mock super hero tone.
     Celeste bit her lip coyly.  "Doesn't the super hero get to
kiss the girl?"  She asked.
     Dick stannered a bit.  "Ye, well, I guess, I suppose so, but
I'm really not....I"
     Celeste shut him up with a hard kiss on the mouth.  The near
death experience had her blook pumping and she could not remember
ever feeling quite as turned on.  She was hoping to convey her
desire to be taken in her kiss, but to make sure, Celeste took
one of Dick's hands and placed it onto her breast.  Breaking the
kiss, she moaned, "Take me upstairs Batman."
     "But I'm not Bat.."  His words were muffled under another
kiss.  Her actions told him without words to just shut up and
play along.  His pride was hurt a bit, but the way this pretty
girl kissed made the sting fade with the promise of exquisite
erotic adventures.
     After a few minutes of kissing and groping, Celeste got our
of the car, her eyes beckoning Dick to folow her.  She led him
silently by the hand through the ground floor of hr sorririty
house.  Her snotty sorrity siters looked on in disgust and
disbelief at the punk Celeste was taking up the staris.  She was
violating the rules and risking getting herself thrown out just
for a fuck with her savior, and the idea made her panties soaked.
     Inside her room, Celeste slammed the dorr behind them and
attacked Dick.  HEr mouth covered his, her tongue probed his
mouth.  Her hands groped and grasped at his body.  She tore off
his leather jacket, tossing it aside.  Dick began to follow suit,
tearing her T shirt in his haste to get it over her head.  They
struggled with each other's jeans, but seen stook naked in each
others arms.  Her aggressivness had Dick a bit off balance, but
his hands found their way over her perky breats and down to her
firm, round ass.
     He was about to take her over to the bed when her kisses
dropped down to his neck, then lower, onto his chest.  Soon, she
fell to her knees befor him and grasped his throbbing cock in her
hands.  For only the second time in his life, Dick Grayson felt
the head of his cock slip into a got, wet, female mouth.  Celeste
devoured his cock like a hungry animal, taking all six inches of
his thin prick deep into her throat, then sliding it back out so
that she could stroke it between her palms.  Celeste was drooling
wildly as she attacked him with her mouth.  She was exploring a
new side of her sexuality, an umcontrolable, nasty side brought
on my the rush of adrenilne. Dick knew that this girl would not
stop on her own until she had brought him off, but he wanted to
be inside of her.  Taking her lovely face in his hands, he helped
her to her feet, lifted her off the ground and carried her over
to the bed where he laid her down.
     Dick had in mind a bit of muff diving, but Celeste was busy
reaching into her nightstand, fumbling around for something.  At
last, she smiled up at him and said.  "Skip that, put this on and
fuck me."  She tossed him a foil packet with a condom in it. 
Dick looked puzzled for a moment.  "A girl has to be careful
these days, even with a super hero."  Celeste added.
     Dick scrambled to his knees beween her spread thighs.  His
trembling fingers made it tough, but at last he was able to slide
the smooth latex condom over his dick, and positioned himself
against her wet pussy lips.  "Take me Batman."  She whispered.
     Dick smiled down at Celeste as he pressed himself into her. 
This pretty coed was so much better than and of the hookers he
could have hoped to pick up.  Her heat fest as if it could belt
the rubber.  It felt like a wet oven around  his throbbing prick.
A few quick strokes lubed the condom up good and Dick penetrated
Celeste easily.  The perky coed, reached down and pulled her
thighs up and apart, begging Dick for more.
     "Oh yes."  She hissed, not at all like he would have
expected from her.  "Fuck me deeper."  She cried.  Dick was
already giving her every inch he had.  Knowing anohter way to get
deeper inside of Celeste, Dick manuevered her legs up onto his
shoulders, stretching her thighs and pludging deeper into her
pussy.
     Celeste's mind was reeling.  She was being taken by a
stranger, by the man who had saved her life.  She belonged to
hom, wanted to serve him.  It was such a primal feeling, so
unlike her.  His body slapped against her, his heavy balls
bouncing off her ass while he pumped her.
     "Oh fuck me harder."  She cried, losing herslef.  It was the
first climax she had ever experienced with a cock inside of her
pussy.
     Something seemed to break loose inside of Dick.  All of his
shyness evaporated in a cloud of steaming passion.  all he could
think about was ramming his cock inside this girl harder and
faster.  Adreniline from his earlier activity fueled his fires. 
"This must be why Batman goes to see the hookers."  He thought to
himself, remebering the rumors of the Dark Knight's sexual
proclivities.
     Dick felt Celeste shudder beneath him as she came a second
time.  When she stopped, Dcik pulled out of her, quickly
silencing her moans of protest by flipping her over ont her hands
and knees.  With a firm grip, he took hold of her slender hips
and drove his latex encased rod into her steaming pussy.  Celeste
shuddered as Dick's hips slammed into her ass loudly.
     Young Dick could never had imagined such passion, such
abaondon.  The harder he fucked Celeste the harder she bucked
back.  Slowly, she brought one of her hands up off her bed and
moved it back to her ass, leaving it tantalizingly vulneralbe to
him.  As lost as he was in his own lust, it took Dick a few
moments to notice her hand, but when he did, his reaction was
instant.  He grasped her wrist tightly, holding it in place
behind her back.  His hard thrusts now nearly knocked the girl
off balance.  Siezing on another opportunity, Dick jerked
Celeste's other arm out from under her, driving her face down
into the pillow.  In one hand, he held both of her wrists
together in the center of her back, never slowing the pace of his
furious fucking.
     Celeste found this new position very exciting.  She had been
fucked doggy style before, but this was wild.  Having her arms
pinned back made her feel so vulnerable and controlled.  Her face
was smothered, making it all seem so desparate.  Also, with her
ass so high and exposed, even Dick's cock seemed huge, slamming
all the way to her cervix.  She came a third time almost
immediatly.    
     Dick was lost in a fog of lust.  He was holding this pretty
young coed down while he fucked her as hard as he could.  Pulling
up on her writsts, Dick forced Celeste's head up off the pillow,
her weight strainging against her shoulders.  Now he could hear
her screaming out in exstacy.  Reaching down, Dick grabbed her
dark hair, pulling her head back and using it to add leverage to
his thrust.  The pure animal rage of it all pushed Dick to the
edge and he began to cru out as his climax apporaced like a
runaway train.  "Oh God."  He moaned. "So fucking close."
     "Yes."  Celeste hissed.  "Fuck me harder.  Fuck my cunt. 
Cum in me please.  I'm gonna cum.  Ohhhhhh"
     Dick could feel Celeste's pussy contracting around him as
she came, milking his cock.  That was all he could take.  This
hot coed pushed him over the edge.  He pulled back on her hair
hard, straightening her up against him as he began to climax.  So
intense were the waves of pleasure rushing through Dick's body,
that he fell flat on top of Celeste, driving her face first into
the matress as he continued to pump her.
     As his climax shook his body, Dick felt his hot cum fill the
condom, engulfing his throbbing member in a wet coccom of hot
liquid lust.  He gave a final few thrusts into her prone body,
punding away, his weight smothering her, stiffling her whimpers. 
Never before had Dick felt such power in a sexual conquest.  He
flet all of the pain and anger over the loss of his family dull
and fade as he looked down at the quivering coed.  HE tore the
condom from his still hard cock and tossed it down on Celeste's
ass.
     She lay there for a moment, feeling the wet rubber on her
lower back, the sticky fluid was leaking slowly onto her skin. 
Celeste had cum foru times from the cute strangers cock and she
didn't even know his name.  Oh, how things were going to change
for her sexually.  As she rolled over, she was just in time to
catch a glimpse of Dick's bare ass as he vaulted out the window.
     Upon making his decision to leave, Dick had dismounted the
bed, grabbed his clothes and useing his gymnastics skills, leapt
from the window, onto an awning and safely to the ground below. 
It was best not to ruin a momumentally perftect sexual encounter
by getting all mushy over it.  So he left, without looking back. 
Had he taken a last glace back, Dick would have seen Celeste
empty the contents of the condom onto her toungue, revelling in
her first taste of sperm, and shuddering as her fingers brought
her to climax one final time.

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     Dick dressed on his way home.  The evening's adventures
playing back in his head.  The heroic act of saving the poor
girl, the thrill of doing battle with twenty hoods, the fear of
being outnumbered, the rush of adreniline that came as he
defeated them, the pure lust he felt for the girl, the
anamalistic sex.  It had all made his inner rage fade.  But even
as he pulled the Batmobile onto the dirt road to the Batcave, the
pain and bitterness were coming back.  How he longed to make it
go away forever.
     As Dick hopped out of the Batmobile, satisfied with his
first night as a crime fighter.  He was surprised to see Bruce
Wayne sitting at a computer terminal, a look of impatience on his
face.  As Bruce got a look at Dick, who had forgotten to do his
fly, Bruce shook his head and turned away.  Before leaving, he
said flatly, "Tomorrow, you and I have to have a talk."


                               II

     It had taken Edward a few costume fittings, but he was
satisfied with his choice.  As he stood outside the abandoned
werehouse that served as Two-Face's hideout, dressed in a day
glow , green body suit, adorned with black question marks and
marching mask, he truly looked the part of a master criminal, or
an escapee from the asylum.
     Finding Two-Face had been rather easy to do using his new
found intelligence that the beam had sucked from numerous test
subjects and the mind reading capablitites of the same invention.
However, Ed knew the dangers of barging in on Two-Face.  He only
hoped he could buy enough time to show what his beam could do
before that madman's completely insane side tossed him into the
river.
     Inside the werehouse, Harvey Dent, also know as Two-Face,
Gotham City's one time District Attoruney and current reinging
King of Crime, was just sitting down to a pair of lovely dinners.
The old werehouse had been decorated to fit both sides of his
twisted nature.  One, decked out in the finest antiques and
artwork, all stolen from Gotham's finest homes.  The other side
was part sewer rat, part trailer trash chic.
     Before him on the table were two complete meanls, one for
each of his two personalities.  For Harvey, it was roast duck, a
green salad in a vinigrete dressing and a glass of fine brandy. 
For the dark side, it was blackened pigs heart, raw oysters and
twelve grain alcohol.
     Seated on either side of him were the two women in his life,
(For the time being).  At Harvey's side was Sugar, a blonde
virginal looking young woman dressed in a slowing MAe West type
gown.  To the left of Two-Face sat spice, a heavily made up,
leather clad, punk looking brunette.  The women were similar in
height and weight, however in all other ways they lieterally were
as different as night and day.
     Two-Face gave them each a kiss and was about to sample the
cousine when he heard an ear splitting call come from behind him.
     "Luuuccccccyyyyy.  I'm home."  Two-Face and the women turned
to see where the noise had come from.  What they saw made them
burst out laughing.  A tall, lanky man, dressed in a ridiculous
costume and a mask.  His hair was cut in an odd sort of uneven
crew cut and dyed bright orange.  He looked ridiculous even to
the two women who shared their bed with the acid damaged
attourney.
     In a blink, Two-Face was on his feet moving towrds the
intruder.  Never mind his appearacne, the clown had found his
hideout and penetrated it. Not even Batman had been able to do
that.  He was taking no chances.
     "What the hell do you want?"  Growled Teo-Face.  The gangly
man strolled casually around the room, oblivious to the gun
Harvey had pointed at him.  Ed knew that his windwo of
opportunity was small, the slightest slip and he'd be dead.
     "Love the decour.  Modern Werehouse?  Better Tombs and
Dungeons?"  Two-Face was not amused.
     "Who are you, and why souldn't we blow your fucking brains
out of your skull?"  He hissed, raising his gun.
     "What?  And  ruin all this?"  He said, gesturing around the
room.  Still not amused, Two-Face cocked the gun.
     "We'll  risk it."  He said coldy.
     Sensing his string had run out, Ed smiled weakly.  "All
righty then.  Let's get down to business shall we?  You can call
me........The Riddler.  As for why I'm here, that's easy.  I need
your help, and I have something to offer you in return for it." 
He gently turned the barrel of the gun away from his face. 
"Allow me to demonstrate."
     From the waist band of his suit, Riddler pulled out a
flashlight liiking device.  "This, my friebd, is the answer to
your dreams, your prayers."
     Two-Face looked at the odd man.  "Looks like a flashlihgt,
so what?"  He said
     "Ahhhhh, but watch."  Riddler aimed the device at Harvey and
a lone of blue light shot stright to his forehead.  Another
stream of light shot over to the TV set causing it to glow. 
Two-FAce, Riddler and the two women watched as a series of odd
images flashed across the glowing screen.  A courtroom...A vile
of acid...A bat crushed under a giant flyswater...The brunette
woman on her knees...A law school class...A bat shot from out of
the sky...The blonde woman in a wedding dress...A Bat torn apart
by its wings.
     The odd images flashed before them all.  The girls stared,
consued, at the screen, but Two-Face knew what they were.  "Turn
it off."  He grumbled at the Riddler, aiming his gun at him once
again.  "Now!"
     "O.K., O.K."  Said the Riddler, shutting down the beam. "I
see you understand what my little toy can do."
     "Yeah, all right, so it can read minds.  Great party trick,
but what does that have to do with us?"  Two-Face replied.
     Riddler haof skipped over to him.  "I'm so gald you asked. 
Imagine this."  He said gesturing grandly.  "A huge one of these
set up to a satelite sysetem.  A smaller one in every home in
Gotham City so that we can monitor the thoughts of everyone in
town.  Including Batman."
     Two-Face smiled.  "Read the Bat's thoughts?  Oh how
delightful."  His smile faded.  "But why shouldn't  we shoot you
and steal that thing?"
     Riddler grinned  bit.  "Interesting point.  Of course, if
you did that, you woulnd't really know how to work it would you?"
     The two sides of Harvey seemed to be having a mental
discussion.  "All right. What is it you want from us?"
     "I need capital to mass produce my little toy and get in
every home.  You have the resources to help me steal the money I
need."
     "And in return?"
     "In return, I will give you fifty percent of the profits and
I deliver you Batman."
     Two-Face pondered the idea for a bit.  He never like the
idea of sharing his take, however this little beam could be a bit
asset.  At last, they made up their twisted mind.  The deal was
struck.  As the two villians shook hands on their new agreement,
Two-Face smiled/ "So, as a gesture of out good will, please
choose one of these two beauties for your own enjoyment."
     Riddler grinned.  "Ohh, thank you."  He skipped over to the
women and looked them over like two prize peices of meat.  At
last, he turned to Two-Face and pointed at Sugar.  "I like this
one."
     Two-Face lauged.  "All right then.  She's yours."  Walking
over to Riddler, he whispered to him.  "I'm afraid you'll find
her a bit of a bore.  You see, not only is her appearacnce
sonewhat virginal, so is her lovemaking."
     "Oh?"  querried Riddler.
     "Yes, complete lack of imagination and enthusiasm I'm
afraid."  He replied.
     "I'll suffer."  Said Riddler, taking Sugar by the wrist. 
"Come my dear."
     "Oh, please, don't hurt me."  She squeaked, bringing laugher
from both men.  
     "Now."  Said Riddler rudley.  "I will say thank you and
leave you to finish your dinner." He then lead Sugar out the
door, stoppping one final time to bow to his new partner.
     "One more thing."  Said Two-Face.  "You try and double cross
us, and we'll kill you."
     Nodding his understanding, Riddler made his exit.


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