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…By now, you should understand that things in Gotham are just… weird.
"Welcome to the first meeting of T.A.C.T.," said the intelligent-looking young man in glasses, with light brown hair and a freckled face, who stood up in front of a trio of other guys sitting on the couch. Two of them, a big, burly, moderately handsome young Latino man with his long hair in a ponytail, and an equally big but more 'sumo' in appearance Japanese guy. The third guy on the couch was a cheerfully smiling young man who was really just happy to be here with company. "I would like to take a moment to welcome our new members." He paused, looking at the trio of guys. "…Which is everyone, really. So I'll go first." He cleared his throat.
"I'm Nigel Von Brownstone. Founding member, treasurer, secretary… etcetera until such times as other members take the positions." He then gestured to the Latino young man, who shrugged.
"I'm Rodrigo Gomez." He said, "Don't… really know what to say here. Oh, call me Roddy." He said as Nigel then turned his attention to the 'sumo' like man, he shifted, and the couch groaned under his weight, which was, to be fair, mostly muscle.
"Keiji McLean." He said with an oddly out-of-place Scottish accent. But it did explain the plaid kilt he was wearing. "Nice to meet you all."
Finally, Nigel turned to the last one.
"Hi! I'm Greg. You're in my house." He said as the Lawford Manor groaned as if to say hi itself. "I was told to make friends and join this club by my friends."
"Someone told you to join the titfuck club?" Roddy asked curiously as Nigel cleared his throat.
"For the purposes of Extra credit, it is the TACT club. Titjobs Appreciation Club Talks." He said as Roddy, Keiji, and Greg glanced at him. "…Believe me, I'm surprised I got away with it myself. On the documents it's 'Tactical' but... yeah. " He said under his breath in disbelief. "But the absurdity of this actually adding to our grades. The fact of the matter is, we can talk calmly, and rationally about our love for… TACT." He said.
"Boobs." Said Greg cheerily, as Nigel nodded.
"Which brings us to the first part of TACT, being TACT-ful. Tactful." He repeated, "As in… try not to tell anyone what it stands for and be polite about it." Keiji then raised his hand. "Yes, Keiji?"
"We're still going to talk about titjobs, right?" he asked as Nigel nodded.
"Yes."
"Are we going to get one?" asked Keiji as Roddy looked at him.
"Are you offering man-tits?" he replied as Keiji scowled at him. "Does it look like we have access to a girl who could give us one?" Nigel then cleared his throat, trying to stop a potential fight by politely interrupting.
"Yes. See, that's part of the 'Talks' part of TACT." He said far too professionally for a young man who wanted to talk about getting titjobs and enjoying titjobs. "Bringing up the sexual act in a conversation with your lover-"
"Come on, none of us has girlfriends." Said Roddy irately. "At least nobody who could do a real titjob. Might as well just put on a titjob-focused porn."
"I'd be cool with that." Said Keiji as Nigel frowned at them.
"…You seriously want to just sit around with a bunch of guys watching titjob porn?" Keiji and Roddy blinked at him, and Keiji replied curiously.
"Is it good titjob porn?" Roddy pointed to Keiji and nodded.
"I agree: is it good titjob porn?" with a tone that made it difficult to tell if he was being serious or not, but he soon slumped against the couch. "Seriously, the closest any of us is getting to getting a real titjob is watching it or getting into porn. We can talk all we want about titjobs, but we're never getting one."
"Why don't you guys just order Superbabes?"
Keiji, Roddy, and Nigel all stared at the smiling, cheery Greg. "…What?" Nigel asked curiously. Greg looked at all of them, smiling.
"Superbabes." He said, "They're really nice. I order from them all the time."
"Must be nice being rich," Roddy said, but Greg blinked at him.
"Well... I wouldn't say I'm rich. I'm just the one who owns the estate." That they were meeting in, "But thanks to my… um… relative Warren Lawson, a lot of it is legal stuff that I don't really understand without my really nice lawyer."
Nice guy, Greg, but not the sharpest bulb in the crayon box.
"…Okay. So…" began Roddy as he stood up off the couch and took another spot on a nearby armchair, letting Keiji get some elbow room. "…What about ordering Superbabes?"
"Superbabes. The play with good food and pretty girls?"
"I know that, you-" Nigel coughed into his face as Roddy collected his patience. Getting angry at Greg is like kicking a particularly friendly puppy for no reason: It's going to lose you friends and get your ass kicked out of the fancy manor. Possibly literally. There was some fact to this. He once heard of a group of guys who got the SHIT kicked out of them after picking on Greg by some Marine chick… they stopped bugging Greg after that. "We are aware of Superbabes." He replied calmly.
"Well, just order Superbabes." He said as the other three stared at each other, before looking back at Greg. "Who's hungry?"
"What?" Roddy replied as Greg got up from the couch.
"My treat! I'll order us a girl with food."
"I could eat." Said Keiji as Nigel nodded.
"I could also eat." Roddy, however looked between them as Greg walked out of the library they were using for their meeting room.
"Burgers okay?" he asked as Keiji and Nigel gave him thumbs up and Roddy turned to them again and frowned.
"Are you two serious?"
"What? Never turned down a free meal if someone is offering laddie." Keiji replied as Roddy scoffed and was ABOUT to deliver a 'you could afford to miss a few'. But Keiji stood off the couch, towering like a mountain over Roddy, and he went quiet.
"…Okay, but what does ordering Superbabes have anything to do with titfucks?" The question sort of lingered for a moment, and Keiji and Nigel weren't sure what Superbabes had anything to do with titjobs either, except there were numerous girls there they'd LIKE to experience a titjob with.
"OH!" Greg burst back into the library, making them jump. "Roddy. Did you want anything? I forgot."
"…Sure." Roddy said as Greg put his phone to his ear and dialed.
Time: 6:34 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Ring-Click
"Superbabes, we deliver."
"Hi! It's Greg!"
"Oh for the… yes. Gregory. Hello."
"It's Greg."
"Do not test me right now, Gregory. It's early. What would you like to order?
"I would like to order four Power Girl burger meals."
"Alright. Four power girl meals."
"With Power Girl."
"She's off tonight. But I will send you an appropriate substitute."
"Great! Thank you."
"Alright. We expect her back within 60 minutes or less, or the police will be informed. You will be charged upon completion of delivery. Name and Address please."
"I told you already. It's Greg."
"…SIGH…"
Meanwhile
The other three members of TACT watched as Greg… didn't really use any. But he hung up. "Okay! The nice lady on the phone said the substitute will be here in a few minutes."
"Okay. Great." Said Roddy, containing his sarcasm, mostly.
"In the meantime. We should continue our discussion about tact." Said Nigel as Greg sat back down next to Keiji. "Subtly, gentlemen is key-"
About 20 minutes of speechifying later
"And therefore, gentlemen, it is a matter of skill, not size." He said, gesturing to the rolling whiteboard behind him with a pair of four comically large breasts drawings. Though one was smaller than the other. Keiji and Greg seemed relatively invested in Nigel's discussion. Roddy, however, looked incredibly bored, silently drifting off to sleep. However, a flash of light filled the windows; someone just pulled into the driveway. Greg immediately shot up.
"Oh. She's here. I'll go let her in." He then stood up, walked to the door, and left it open as his footsteps echoed. Roddy blinked awake.
"Huh? What? What did I miss?"
"Food's here," Nigel said as Roddy yawned.
"Cool." He yawned as the sexyBritish-accentedd echo reached their ears.
"Superbabes."
Time: 7:01 PM. Place: Greg's House (Formerly Lawford Manor)
"Special Delivery Service."
"Hi! I'm Greg!" came Greg's response as there was a soft chuckle.
"I know, Duckie, you have a reputation."
"Cool!... Is it known as Gregory? Because the nice lady on the phone seems to have trouble with that. It's Greg."
"She knows." The woman replied, "Let's go meet your friends."
Greg then led the attractive black woman with the sexy British accent into the room as she tossed her braids of hair over her shoulder, her huge black breasts wobbling in her tight orange top as her hips swayed with each step. She then smiled at them all smugly, handing Greg the bag of food as they all got up to have a snack… most of them staring in awe at her cleavage.
"This is Vixen (II)," Greg said as Nigel and Roddy continued to drink in the British beaut., Keiji however immediately started to devour his burger, using a reading desk as a table.
"Hello, cockers." She said, "…Who fancies a tit wank?"
Nigel, Roddy, and Keiji (mid-burger-bite) stared at her like they were wondering if they had misheard her.
"Pardon?" Nigel asked, surprised.
"TITWANK." She said slowly, the word reverberating around the room, and making a few other things vibrate between their legs. "It's where I take these big, bloody, jubblies, and squeeze them around a tadger or four." She then grabbed her big breasts, squeezing them in her tight tank top, then pulled them away, grabbing her short jacket and pulling it off. "MMn…" She then took her gloved hand and slid it up her shirt between her tits and made it wave playfully. "Cock goes here." She said as they continued to stare at her like deer in headlights… Keiji was the first to move, but that's because he started chewing.
"P-Pardon?" Nigel repeated as Roddy's mouth slowly opened, and he looked at Gre,g who didn't seem all too surprised that the smoking hot black British woman just offered to give them titjobs.
"I think she said she's going to give us titjobs, but I don't really speak British." Greg sai,d and Vixen pulled her arm out and restedhere hand on his head.
"Hmmn. Not quite ripe yet." She noted, "But he's not wrong. I did offer you wankers to play with these puppies." She declared. "This duckie here-"
"Greg."
"Ordered Superbabes." She said, ignoring him, "That means…" she squeezed her big breasts again, before lifting them up, "…Wel,l it's obvious what it means." And dropping them, she let them jiggle firmly back into place. "Now. Which of you wankers wants a tug?"
"Me!" Greg said excitedly as Vixen eyed him.
"Alright, duckie, where do you want to do this?" she said as Greg frowned, as if he didn't understand the question, but then he promptly went over the armchair that Roddy had been using.
"Right here is good!" he said as Roddy frowned.
"Wait right here in front of-" and then Greg dropped his pants. "All of us." He mumbled, but he couldn't exactly argue THAT much at Greg flashing his erection to him, Nigel, and Keiji… since they weren't looking at it for long. Because Vixen strutted casually in front of Greg, kneeling in front of him and opening his legs up before SMOOTHERING his cock with her big black tits. "Oooh…" Greg sighed loudly in relief, sinking into the armchair and gripping the arms as Vixen used the tit top she wore to keep her titties tightly together. With her hands on his le,g she lightly clawed his smooth thighs and twisted her torso, making her girls jiggling tightly around him as he moaned again.
"Alright now. All snug in there, duckie?" she purred, before opening her mouth and letting a thick stream of drool ooze into her cleavage. Greg moaned, feeling his cock trembling inside Vixen's warm tittie,s and got even warmer with her hot saliva dribbling onto his skin.
"Oooh yeah." Greg giggled as Vixen began bouncing up and down on him. "Oooh…" Roddy, Nigel, and Keiji watched with studious appreciation as Vixen licked her lips, brushing her long braided hair from her face so he could look into her eyes as much as her cleavage. "That's so good."
"Yes, it is." She purred, swinging her breasts up and down, stroking him between her cleavage as she purred loudly. Whap Whap Whap her breasts echoed around the room as she dropped them like two big bombs. "Hmmn-Hmmn…" she chuckled and twisted her chest, squeezing it around him in her tit top before slowly sliding up and down on him again. "Feeling my big tits all around your cock…" she pushed down on them and twisted her chest with a grin on her face. "Now I know you have a reputation, duckie… but I don't want you hogging my girls all night… so…"
She grabbed them, squeezing them tightly together, speeding up, faster and faster on his lap. "Come on now. Pop your cork! Give me all that spunk!" she said as Grey moaned again and suddenly a gusher of thick white ropes sprayed out of her cleavage. "Oh! YEAH! Look at that spunk!" she grinned, squeezing him tightly with her titties as his load raked across her beautiful face and onto the curve of her chest as she chuckled. Sliding her tits off his cock, which was still hard, she pushed her tits together, rubbing them up and down before finally she let them jiggling back into place on her chest, grabbing her top, she promptly pulled it off. "Mmn…"
Her big breasts now exposed, she shifted on her knees to the other members of TACT before tactfully saying. "Who's next?" Greg tried to raise his hand, but she put hers on it and pushed it back down as the other members seemed to finally register that this was actually happening. They were going to get a titjob. "Who's next? Who is not Greg?" Vixen repeated with the added caveat. She licked her lips and tasted Greg's cum without flinching. "First one with his trousers off gets to go next, then." She said as she rested her hands on her hips and swung her breasts side to side with a light torso twist. Bouncing together as cum jiggled like jello.
Roddy, to his credit, reacted faster than Nigel, as they went to fiddle with their pants… UNFORTUNATELY. They were sent hurtling off their feet as the steamroller that was Keiji stomped towards a completely unperturbed Vixen, who put a hand on his belly as his cock poked towards her. "Alright, hold it right there, you highland mountain." She ran her finger under his cock before shifting next to him and grabbing her tits. She slid her cock down on him. Pushing on one tit and rubbing beneath his cock with the other.
Swinging her huge breasts up and down into his chubby legs as Keiji moaned. Nigel and Roddy clambered back to their feet, which was hard because they were also removing their pants as Vixen kept jerking Keiji off, pumping up and down. "Come on now. You big fucker, use my fat tits to get off." She growled seductively up at him, sneering through her clenched teeth playfully as he groaned. "Yeah? Yeah? Like how my tits feel around your dick? Yeah? Are you gonna nut already?" she chuckled, swinging her breasts up and down as if she was trying to knock his mountainous ass over, but he rested his hands on her head. "Come on. Give me that bloody spunk now. MMn… Mmn! YEAH…" but suddenly she pulled her tits away as he groaned. His cock wobbled and oozed pre-cum as she smirked up at him and shifted in front of him.
"Don't want to leave a mess all over Greg's carpet, do you?" she moaned, rocking back and forth, bouncing her breasts against him as her nipples rubbed on his legs. "Now then, where were we? Ah, that's right, you were about to bust a fat nut all over my tits." She whispered, rubbing them around his cock as she smirked. "Give it to me already. Come on now… YEAH…" she hissed, the slap of her tits against his legs as he rested his hands on her shoulders and groaned. "OH!" She then pulled her tits off his cock seconds before his gooey wad blasted across her cleavage and neck. Bouncing her tits in her hands as she made his cum dance on her girls, ever smiling up at him. "Yeah. Give me that pearl necklace." She rolled her head back, tossing her hair and letting it hang down her back as she kept jiggling her titties under his twitching cock.
"Oooh…" he sighed happily as Vixen puckered her sticky lips up at him, squeezing her tits together with her forearms and framing her face with her hands.
"Look how pretty you made me." She chuckled, winking before turning a sultry gaze to Nigel and Roddy, who were erect and uncertain. "…Alright loves." She stood up from the floor before moving to the couch, "I'm a little tuckered out…" she then rolled, swinging her legs up and hooking them on the back of the couch, her head hung over the end as she pushed her tits together. "Mmn… either of you bold enough to ride?"
Roddy flinched slightly at the mess already on Vixen… Nigel, however, didn't seem to care, taking Roddy's weakness and striking with his own advantage. He was a history major. He immediately slid his cock into the top of her sticky cleavage as she chuckled. "Oh sweet lord…" he groaned happily before pumping away at her tits.
"OH YEAH fuck those titties…" Nigel kept pounding into her girls as they jiggled and wobbled. "Aaah…" Vixen slid her tongue on his swinging sack as they hovered over her face. "Fuck my tits." She moaned around his balls as he crawled onto the couch, resting his knees around her shoulders as he kept rapidly pumping. "Mmgh! Mmn!"
Nigel… didn't last very long, achieving his lifelong dream of getting a titjob. It was just a bonus that it was from a black, slutty, British girl who knew what she was doing. "OH! OOoh!" he pulled away and stroked himself to finish, but he didn't have to work hard to get it out, he was already shooting his load once he was freed of Vixen's tight titty hug, ropes coated across her neck, tits, and face…
"Hee-hee…" she chuckled, bouncing her sticky tits up and down, one of her eyes sealed shut from a rope shooting over it as she smirked. Sticking out her tongue, she wiggled it around her mouth, cleaning up the general area and giggling again. "Alright, your turn wanker…" she said as Roddy stroked himself…
But seeing as he didn't want to stick his dick in Vixen's sticky side titties, he walked onto the couch and straddled her stomach, sliding his cock between her tits from the bottom as she cooed, pushing her tits firmly together, squeezing tightly around him as he began to thrust into her chest. "Oh… oh yeah… fuck those titties!" she moaned loudly, head hanging over the couch as he rolled his hips back and forth between her tight titty hug. "Ooooh yeah… come on now. Faster. Faster… fuck the titties!" She raised her head, sticking out her tongue as they surrounded her face. "Ooooh…" puckering her lips as she let her head drop again to watch the group jerk off over her face. Roddy pushed his hips towards her tits, pressing his hips as hard as he could against her chest. "MMmn…" feeling his squirting out his load, gushing from her tits as he leaned back, hot ropes of semen spraying on her neck, chin, and face…
"OOOH…" Keiji and Nigel kept jerking themselves off and managed to squeeze out another hot load across Vixen's face and tits as she made them jiggle, Greg soon spraying out another load. "Oh!" she laughed as they drained their balls. Roddy got off her stomach as she rolled upright, and slipped to the floor as Keiji and Nigel's cocks went limp. The latter of whom looked relatively embarrassed with himself.
"Oh dear… I couldn't control myself." He said, as Greg stood beside Vixen and… just kept going. As it was Greg… she expected this. Roddy clambered off the couch and pointed at Vixen, who crossed her arms under her tits and lifted them up as Greg stroked out another torrent of ropes. At least she still had one good eye open as she got comfortable, leaning back and smiling.
"…What the fuck just happened?" Roddy asked after a moment as Vixen puckered her lips at him.
"Mwah." And took another Greg rope to the face.
"We got a titjob." Keiji mumbled as he admired the sight of the beautiful black woman covered in their collective jizz. "So… club goals achieved?" he said uncertainly.
"W-well, that… we've certainly experienced it." Said Nigel as Greg… just kept cumming on Vixen, who took it in stride.
"Drink it in, boys." She said casually. Before turning her head and giving Greg's tip a kiss, and somehow extracting another load.
"Come on, this doesn't just happen!" Roddy said uncertainly.
"It does with Superbabes!" Greg said, "A lot." Vixen nodded with a smile.
"You missed a spot, duckie." She said, turning her cheek and letting him shoot a load.
"It's Greg." He said, getting that spot as she chuckled, making her breasts jiggle in her arms.
"…Greg. Love, you're on your 7th load already. It doesn't really matter." She noted as she took a wad in her mouth, and she let it ooze from her lips into her cleavage. As they watched in awe at Greg's sheer Energizer bunny levels of stamina. "He's right, though it does happen a lot." Replied Vixen calmly.
"So… now what do we do?" asked Roddy, seemingly too stunned to argue at this point, after a moment of silence. Keiji managed a rather confused-
"…Can we take wee pictures?" he asked as Vixen giggled.
"Might as well." She said as Greg FINALLY finished, overall, not just another cumshot. "Don't go posting it anywhere or spreading it around without permission, though, or my friend Ronnie-Bell will crush your bollocks." Keiji, Roddy, and Nigel chuckled at her joke, but she, however, frowned at them. "Lads. I'm very serious." She said, very seriously as Greg nodded with a slight shrug and a nervous smile. Vixen let a good minute pass before the trio realized… oh shit. She wasn't joking. "Like old wallets and a sledgehammer." She said, and her metaphor was surprisingly effective.
"…Right, well… pictures then." Nigel said, swallowing his nerves as he set up a phone. Vixen stuck her tongue out, smiling with her mouth and eyes as she extended her index and middle fingers of her hands in peace signs, but her arms were still crossed under her sticky tits, lifting them up together coated in cum as the TACT group stood around her and the couch. Wearing pants as they took the pictures…
"Alright boys. That's my time." Vixen declared, standing up. "Greg, grab my clothes, will you?"
"Kay." Greg said, grabbing her clothes on the floor. "Here you go."
"Duckie, I got boy smeg all over my hands. Mind taking me to a shower first?" she replied as Greg smiled.
"Oh, sure! follow me." Greg said as Vixen strutted out of the room after him. Leaving Roddy, Keiji, and Nigel in the room that only smelled SLIGHTLY like cum.
"…You guys going to eat your food?" asked Keiji as Roddy and Nigel remembered they had food.
"Yes." They said together, before Roddy added.
"Going to wash my hands first, though."
"Same." Nigel added, as they went to the kitchen to wash their hands and returned just in time to find Greg handing Vixen a WAD of cash.
"Holy shit, you just have that lying around?" Roddy asked as Greg blinked.
"…You guys don't?" Nigel and Roddy were silent as Vixen winked at them.
"See you lads, next week." She winked as she then strutted towards the front door, and with a wiggle in her hips, she was gone.
"…How did she know I was planning to meet next week?" he replied as Roddy shrugged.
"Superbabes are weird like that." Said Greg cheerily. "…You guys want to play Settlers of Natac?"
Roddy and Nigel stared at him, "…Actually, yeah." Roddy replied after a minute, and they went back into the TACT meeting room for burgers and Natac. And thus ends the first meeting of Titjob Appreciation Club Talks.
Time: 8:22 PM Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Vixen walked into the back of Superbabes, tossing her hair with one hand and putting the money on the counter with the other. "Well, Greg was nice. I don't know why he annoys you so much." She said casually. As Orders frowned.
"He doesn't annoy me, Britney. But I don't appreciate being corrected." Orders replied. "It's a good thing he's Rich."
Britney hesitated in the doorway to the locker room as Orders handed her the usual percentage of the delivery and smiled at her. "That's not what you usually say," she noted with British cheek.
"He's not Lindsey." Orders said confidently, "But my point still stands."
"Uh huh. Am I seeing them next week?"
"Depends on who orders." Replied Orders causally, "But you put the idea in their heads, so that's another delivery regardless."
"Diabolical boss," Britney replied sarcastically before going to properly wash herself. She still smelled jizz, and it had to be SOMEWHERE. Bloody hell, she hoped it wasn't in her hair again. It takes ages to redo it.
End
Okay, next up is Elinor.