Batgirl and Joker have been secretly involved for months now. Tonight, they decided to take their relationship to the next level. As they danced around each other in the secluded alleyway, Joker lunged forward, pinning Batgirl against the wall. His hand snaked up her skirt, teasing her slit with his fingers as he kissed her roughly on the mouth.
Breathing heavily, Batgirl pulled away from the lips she craved, panting as she clutched at his shoulders. She knew she should resist him, but his dark allure was too powerful. She felt herself melting into his arms as he moved closer, his hard cock pressing against her soft stomach.
“You want it,” he growled, lips brushing against her earlobe, “Let me fuck you, little Bat.”
Without waiting for an answer, he lifted her up, bending her over the trashcan. His cock teased her pussy as he held her still, letting out a groan of satisfaction as he slid it inside her wet folds. He pulled back just a little, wathing as she arched her back in desperation. He thrust forward once more, burying himself deep inside her welcoming pussy.
Batgirl cried out in pleasure as he began to pound her, her fists digging into his shoulders as she bucked against him. The pounding rhythm, echoing off the walls of the alleyway, filled the air. They were lost in their passion, unaware of the sounds echoing around them.
Finally, as they both reached their climaxes, Joker pulled out, covering Batgirl’s stomach in his thick, creamy cum. She let out a low moan as she collapsed against him, their bodies still locked together. For a moment, they stood there, basking in the afterglow of their illicit encounter.
As they parted ways, Batgirl couldn’t help but feel a sense of thrill and desire for her dangerous lover. She knew their secret couldn’t stay hidden for long, but for now, she relished in the touch of the Joker’s leather-clad hand on her skin and the taste of his twisted love.
