My name is Élan(pronounce ay-lahn) Rouge. I'm a 19 year old girl from France. I was born in Paris, but when I was 2 we moved to the States. My story starts when I first heard of the Joker. A few weeks after I became acquainted with his life of crime, I started my own. I am a Joker copy-cat.
I first met the Joker when I was walking the streets late at night, heading to my hideout house after coming from a blowing up a huge section of the subway. At first, I didn't know who it was, though I knew I was being followed. 'Time to kick some ass.' I thought smugly, turning down a dark alley, turning my back to the stalker, letting him think I didn't know he was approaching me.
"Well now, just what do we have hear?" came a sneering voice. "A pretty young lady…"
Turning around, I gasped when I saw my stalker. It was him! THE Joker had cornered me in an alley!
"Why hello, Joker." I grinned. "Do you know who I-"
He cut me off with a passionate kiss filled with pure animalistic lust. Much to his surprise, I kissed him back just a fiercely as he kissed me. As our tongues did battle, I moaned at his taste. He was exotic and tasted of cinnamon. Feeling frisky, I snaked my hand down to cup his growing erection. Popping the button of his pants, I reached in and grasped his cock firmly and gave it a jerky tug. At first he jumped a little in surprise, but groaned when I added more pressure.
When I broke the kiss, I slowly fell to my knees and looked up for permission to continue. Once he nodded, I undid his belt and pulled down his pants. Surprisingly, he wasn't wearing underwear. How…. Convenient. As his erection bounced into view, I tapped the head and rubbed a little before gently lapping at it, tasting his pre-cum. And man, it was delicious! I wanted to taste every inch of him, but I also wanted him to fuck me ASAP.
The Joker hissed in pleasure as I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to bob my head up and down. Feeling his cock twitch in my mouth, I let him fall out with a soft 'pop', before getting up to eye level with him.
"I want you inside me." I said.
Cackling like a maniac, he pushed me against the alley wall and ground his hips into mine. Impatiently, he drew a knife and cut my shirt, skirt and undergarments from me, before bracing himself against the wall and lifting me up. He brought me down on his cock, causing me to moan loudly.
As he pounded into me, all I could do was moan and writhe in pleasure. When I felt I was close, I clutched the Joker tightly.
"Bring me." I whispered hotly in his ear, causing him to slam into me as hard as he could. In mere seconds I came. He came shortly after, I guess my clenching around him brought him over.
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After he pulled out of me, he draped his jacket around me and walked me to a near by limo, driven by one of his goons.
"Come on, beautiful," he smiled, opening the door for me. "Let's go home."
Later that night when we arrived at his house, we both collapsed onto his bed and promptly drifted into a deep sleep.