Moving Right Along

Your new lover takes that decision out of your hands by pulling your head off of his delicious cock. You pant, gulping in fresh air, a small amount of drool and pre-cum leaking from your lips.

"Like I said earlier Harley," He smiles devilishly, "Time to shove a bat up your ass."

He moves you around so that you can brace yourself against the dumpster, his hands spreading your legs to put your asss right at his level. You can feel his exposed member slipping in the crack of your booty shorts. You don't know how you're going to take his dick but you are too horny to turn back now.

He holds you by the hips, hotdogging your booty through your shorts- only raising your level of anticipation.

"Mmmmm Harley, you ready to get popped.

You look back over your shoulder at him and nervously answer, "y-yes Mr J; I-"

His hands slip into your shorts, groping your perky ass. Your breath catches in your throat.

"Yeah, as much as you're liking this, you are ready to be made into a real girl."

He pulls down your shorts in a single motion, taking your briefs with them. Being exposed to the cold october air you shiver, or maybe that's from the nerves- regardless, he steps forward again, pressing his hips to yours, his dick against your milky white skin with no barrier.

You hear him spit on something behind you and feel something press against your unused anus; a finger. You tense, resisting the intrusion. Joker takes his free hand and spanks you hard, which elicits a light moan from your slutty lips.

"Relax baby girl, I'm gotta make sure you can enjoy this as much as I will."

You swallow and take a few steadying breaths. With each breath out he pushes his finger further in, slowly spreading you. Then, once he's gotten his first finger in comfortably, he pulls out, spits again, and adds a second finger.

The intrusion to your backside hurts but... it feels right. More than that, this black Joker was clearly an expert at breaking virgin boys... girls in. He was commanding, assertive- but also gentle. He never stopped pushing but he never pushed further than you could take.

Your moans are coming more quickly now, as much as you may try to restrain them. Each one gets more and more girly and slutty as you let them out.

Maybe you shouldn't hide who you're becoming- maybe you should let your slutty side really express itself?