"Wow, they were really loud," Tim commented as he stepped into the shower with Poison Ivy. Through the thin walls separating the bathroom from the living quarters, the sound of every grunt and cry reached Tim and Poison Ivy's ears. They had heard everything that was going on inside the other room, even the wet squelching sound of both girls' hungry cunts grinding together.

"It sounded like they were trying to fuck each other to death," Poison Ivy snickered with enjoyment over hearing that her favorite partner was having a good time. The only thing Poison Ivy enjoyed more then seeing her best girl have fun was having fun herself. Her eyes fell to her young, but very energetic sex toy/newfound friend. "Did it make you as horny as it did me?"

"What do you think?" Tim asked smartly as he gestured down to his throbbing erecting.

"Good, then lets make our own noise and then they can be the ones hot and bothered." Poison Ivy slapped her hands against the shower wall and bent over, opening her legs to give Tim full view of her drooling sex and shapely rear end.

Tim licked his dry lips at the sight of the sexy villainess fully exposed in front of him. He was quickly adapting to the constant lovemaking. He didn't have to think twice about it when he was behind Poison Ivy with his hands on her hips and positioning himself behind Poison Ivy.
"Not that I'm complaining or anything, but you sure do enjoy screwing other people when your in this close relationship with Harley," Tim talked as he placed the spongy tip of his cock right at her sex. He could slide his member in slowly, but Tim planned on slamming the whole thing in all at once.

"It's because we're in a close relationship with Harley that I can mess around. We both love and find the other attractive, but we enjoy sex too much to only be with one person. I don't mind if Harley fucks every man and woman in Gotham as long as she comes home to me." Poison Ivy finished talking and took a slow breath. She could feel the tip of Tim's cock waiting at her opening, but he was stalling. She knew he couldn't be hesitating out of worry or doubt about what they were doing, so he had to be planning something. Poison Ivy found out what Tim was doing the next second because with one hard thrust, Tim rammed his huge throbbing cock right up her pussy. She groaned as she felt his meat spread and spear her inner walls, yelping in surprise when Tim's hips met her shapely and round ass.

"God, you're tight," Tim grunted as he felt her warm, wet insides caress and massage his member. Poison Ivy was tighter then both Barbara and Harley. Her cunt pulsed tightly around him, trying to suck the cum right out of his balls with every contraction. To keep himself from cumming, he started to focus on talking to Poison Ivy. "So, Your not worried about her leaving you?"

"Not at all, what I have with Harley is unbreakable. Besides, I'm the only one that knows the one spot that gives her an orgasm right away. If she even thought about leaving me, I'd having her cumming her brains out in seconds and begging me to take her back." Poison Ivy talked between each of Tim's thrusts. Grunting in pleasure every time he bottomed out. Every time he was fully sheathed inside her, she'd buck her hips against Tim, feeling is cock shake inside her. Tim's hands moved slowly from her hips, up to her chest to grab hold of each perfect, firm breast. Poison Ivy moaned louder as Tim squeezed her boobs tightly as he plunged in and out of her faster.

"I'm happy for yOOOOOOOOOOO!" Tim cried out as he came inside Poison Ivy. He collapsed on top of her back, pumping his seed into her womb. The sensation of hot cum exploding inside her set off Poison Ivy's own orgasm. Loud cries filled the shower stall as Tim and Poison Ivy sat down together on the floor gasping for air and even stickier than they had been going in. Exhausted, Tim withdrew his shriveling manhood from Poison Ivy and cuddled up with her. Poison Ivy slung one arm over his shoulder and hugged the boy tightly to her body.

"Didn't we come in here to get clean?" Tim quietly asked Poison Ivy as he started to come out of his post orgasm bliss. Poison Ivy slowly pulled herself and Tim up, and then turned on the hot water. Both lovers sighed as the hot water hit their sweaty forms, washing away sweat, cum and everything else on their bodies. Under the steady stream of water, Poison Ivy turned back to Tim, soap in one hand and mischievous look in her eyes.

"Car to wash my back?" Poison Ivy asked with a tone that suggested she was interested in Tim rubbing more than her back.

Grinning widely, Tim took the soap and got to work on rubbing down every inch of Poison Ivy's gorgeous form. With his erection quickly returning to full mast, Tim wondered how he lived without sex before today. He was inside a more lewd and sexy world, and he never wanted to leave. Tim was a stud now, lover of super villainesses and super heroines alike. Life was good for Tim.