In the midst of what looked to be a sound day we see Harleen in The Joker's bed. From the events that occurred he couldn't help but offer her a place to sleep, his little girl was too tired to move after dessert. Anyway in like of the past couple hours, The Joker made like of his situation and eventually returned to the soft embrace of his Harley, only in the nick of time to.
"So pumpkin how did you sleep?"
"I slept splendidly handsome. How about you?"
"If I'm too be honest sweets it was different. I never shared a bed with someone before. But I did enjoy having you hold me."
"I'm so happy we did this..." She was immediately cut off.
"There was one thing though." As I could presume about this individual there was a million thoughts going through her head to try to come with what The Joker was gonna say. "You kinda hogged the sheets last night. It's kinda ironic actually."
"Why?"
"Because there on the floor beautiful." Harley peeked over at her side to notice that the sheets made a journey to his purple cashmere carpeting.
"Whoops sorry about that sweetie, I didn't mean to take all the covers. Come to
think of it I felt a little cold last night." Holding him she looked slightly embarrassed, Joker snickered at her.
"Don't worry Harley I don't mind being held for warmth. Just think of me like your personal swiss army knife. As you'll learn I have many unique talents and skills sweets," Harley curled into him. "Well the one you showed me last night was definitely a good start puddin." A look of shock consumed The Joker's face. In his head processing the name: "Wait what did she just call me? Huh puddin aye! I never even gave her pudding, so much for dessert tonight. It's not that bad actually, I'm delicious. In the future she'll undoubtedly confirm that as well when we make love on these sheets. Shit I'm starting to drift. Time is beginning to resume, get back now!" As the pause recommenced Harley was anxious to see how he'd react to that name. So far her clown hasn't made a facial expression of the last word of that sentence. In her head waiting: "Oh boy why hasn't he said anything yet. Dammit he doesn't like, or maybe he does and I'm just too impatient, I need to work on that. I want him to like it so bad, it fits him right. Such a sweet man, my sweet clown. I hope he'll always know that deep down."
Back in the motion of reality the clock presumed ticking.
The Joker held an affectionate laugh. "Hmm...Puddin, where did you come up with that love?" There was a moment of shyness before she responded.
"When you held me last night I felt your soft touch that I've never felt from anyone else. It was asserting, comforting, allowing me to pull down my defenses and insecurities. The person known for committing "heinous" acts against society with no regards for others makes me feel like the only person in their world. You're my puddin Mistah J."
"And you're my sweet little jester," Yeah she's a keeper, there was never a doubt in his mind. "I love the name Harleen. Of all the names I give to you, I expected you would give me one that will stick and believe me, I enjoy your selection sweets."
"Yayyyy." The two filled their mouths with the other's tongue. Joker pinned her to the bed playfully in mid kiss.
"Want some breakfast pooh?"
"After you give moi some sugar."
"Oh that was already included in the menu," They continued to bask in the moment as the morning sun gave them warmth. Joker began to ravish his Harley with some delightful foreplay. She wanted to taste him, show him her dirty voice. Looking at the clock it was dawning towards seven. She'll show him some moves he'll never forget soon. It will happen during one night, her puddin will need to sleep after she's done with him. Hell she will need too as well after riding her clown for hours. God that thought was beginning to make her moist down south of the equator. "Honey, you okay?"
"Yeah puddin, why you ask?"
"You were unresponsive when I asked whether you wanted an omelette or pancakes." A rumbling sound engulfed the bedroom. The Joker looked half-shocked by the loudness this woman could make. Well that wasn't the first time though, last night he wished he had some noise plugs. He's too good in the oral department, what a curse huh. "Both then."
She giggled, "Nah we can just have the omelette Mistah J. I think I need to take a shower though, I didn't get to last night. That's the one place you didn't show me. Wanna wash your Harley Mistah J?"
"Oh honey, you're gonna come out of that shower dirtier than when you went in." He spanked her bare ass and ran into the bathroom with a persistent Harley chasing after him. The two spent the next twenty minutes cleaning the other in the most sensual manner. When Harley saw his cock when washing his nether regions she gulped. "Ouu Mistah J you're penis." He looked at her mischievously. "Yes love, what about it?"
"It's so white." She knew his body was altered by the accident he endured but dam, every part of his body was altered. The veins on it had a tint hue of purple. She was impressed by her clown's size, it wasn't erect yet until she traced her soft hand across the tip of his shaft. He approved with groans of pleasure, "Mmmm."
"Ya like that puddin don't cha?" She felt his member grow as she gained a hard grasp on his cock. The veins showed their presence as he became more excited. He liked how she jerked him. Never did he imagine this would happen, in his shower about to be blown by such a intoxicating woman. No one truly knows what comes next in their life but you can hope for the best. Both have a feeling of attraction that many miss on unfortunately in this life but for those who do fortunately approach this rare sensation, the beginning is the pathway to a powerful connection that can never be broken. These two were still starting to embark on that journey.
"Wanna suck my cock Harley?" She trembled with want. His fully erect penis was ready for oral. With her face only a couple inches from his monster, she couldn't resist the temptation to taste her puddin's pudding. Licking her lips, saliva traveling down her throat with anticipation she turns to J with a look of covet, "Yes Daddy." Inserting her full tongue around his rod she made him create vast amounts of pleasure. "Ahh Fuck!" He grabbed her head and forcefully emplaced his cock further into her mouth. Back and forth the motions continued with The Joker fucking Harley's face. She quickly took control and slurp the tip again making him nearly succumb to his knees. Taking his cock out of her mouth, she continued stroking it lustfully. "How does it feel sweetie?"
"It feels incredible Harley, you surely have the magic touch." He squeezed her left breast with firmness, her cheeks were flushed from his quick action. Rubbing her nipple counterclockwise made her approve with pleasure. "So do you Mistah J." In response she played with his testes, massaging them then sucking them one at a time gave way to new methods of satisfaction.
She kissed him from his head to his crotch. He licked her neck and bit the skin with slight pressure. "Ahhhh yes harder Daddy." He obliged and clamped tighter on her neck, about to break the skin he stopped to further advance his foreplay to her pelvic area. Tracing his finger down her legs there was aching coming from his little jester. "Mistah J."
"Yes love?" He already knew what she wanted, the urge to reach the zenith of climax, to experience immense pleasure at the very hand of your significant other. This was just like last night in his bed, her panting for the feeling of her lover's hand inside her. The aching for consuming the other was strong, to just fuck her warm tight cunt was driving him insane and in vice versa as she desired him to penetrate her wetness with his monster.
"Play with my pussy pleasssee." He picked her up into an upward 69 position. This was he could eat her out while she sucked his cock. The Joker kept his stamina holding his Harley, she was a little timid about not touching the ground but knew that he wouldn't harm her. That thought was swiftly gone once she felt his tongue swipe her clit from left to right and repeat. "Oouuuu." He did a figure eight motion with his tongue around through her vagina, this was to cover multiple parts like the labia minora and labia majora to the hymenal caruncle and clitorus. He knew it was working when her legs began shaking on the verge to that one goal all guys want to achieve to their women, climax. Taking her lover's cock out of her mouth she screamed.
"Oh yessss pudddin keep eating out your Harley." Continuing the motion she soon squirted like a damaged water pipe that was just hit with a sledgehammer. Her cum splashed out and J's head was the main target. Being temporarily blinded by her juices all he could hear was her chuckling from that extreme orgasm. The laughter was contagious with him joining in. "If only the shower head had that kind of pressure." He plopped her down to the shower ground. She wasn't going to let her puddin walk out of this shower without tasting his swimmers. Resuming the strokes but at a greater speed J felt the nearing of his climax. Before that he decided to give her pretty little mouth one more good fucking before she tasted his spunk. Thrusting in and out she slobbered on his rod. She stared at him while he fucked her face. He looked into those pretty azul gems of hers. They reminded him of the ocean and past endeavours. He felt lucky to find such a woman with a strong connection to him, no not with past experiences but with passion. It's an option that's possible within us and when we find that one person, well I don't need to tell you, you already know.
She couldn't stop staring at him. His irises were shiny like emeralds, but there was a vibrant outline, lighting up the rest. His wickedness didn't intimidate her, actually it was quite the opposite. Granted being a doctor of the human psyche she knew her clown checked off probably more than half the symptoms in the DSM-V but he acts "normal" around her. With everything that's happened so far, she's looking forward to what the future entails, especially with her loving sweetheart. Someone to cherish, someone to laugh with, someone to love.
Getting towards the end J decided to turn the showers off momentarily, he wanted to see her covered in his batter.
"I'm about to cum Harley." Joker grabbed his shaft and plucked it out of her mouth. "Yes Mistah J give me your fat load. I want to taste your spunk." He continued to jerk then that feeling hit. "Ahhh open your fucking mouth!" That moment he instantly shot long segments of semen into her mouth. Not all of it entered her mouth of course. There was a fair amount that got on her face, neck, and chest as well as her blonde hair. Each pump of goo was inconsistent but they all had extended range and amount. She nearly choked on the second shot. She wasn't the only one with the reserves of cum. After he finished he took a second to look at his girl. She was covered in splatters of his goo. A good serving was still in her mouth, this was her desire, tasting her puddin's pudding. Slowly she swallowed her clowns baby batter to savour the taste of his spunk. "How does it taste love?" She smiled.
"Like you, sweet. The aftertaste has a salty touch to it. I like the combination. I wonder how it would taste in a dessert?"
"Well I can get you some strawberries and blueberries and put in a cup and for the topping I can give you a generous topping of daddy's yogurt."
"Thanks puddin. Ouuu now I'm hungry."
"Now let's get you cleaned up beautiful."
The two again cleaned the other well. After so J grabbed two towels for them. Stepping outside threw the towel on the bed. Looking at the clock it revealed to be 7:30 a.m. The Joker continued to move into the kitchen. Harley looked at him funny.
"Hey aren't ya gonna get dressed Mistah J?"
"Nah. I tend to make breakfast naked sweets, "skinny chefing" as it were." He gave her a silly face to shift the conversation. "You have work at 9 right?"
"Yes Mistah J that's correct." Just noticing she didn't have any clothes to where she started to panic. "Oh no I have no clean clothes to wear." There was no need to worry though, he was already a step ahead of her.
"Check the closet to your right." Opening it she discovered five outfits to choose from. They were all from her own wardrobe in her townhouse. "Sorry but there was only so much space to add more clothes, still I believe variety is key." It surprised her a little, she figured he was out last night but didn't realize that he went to her house to get her clothes.
"When did you go to my home puddin?" He hoped she wasn't upset with him. "Around 5 beautiful. It was before I had some grub with a Barq's. I tried to make sure I picked the outfits that suited you best of course. I only did it so that we wouldn't have to skimp on our first morning meal together." Harley gave Joker a hard hug which mostly resembled a halphased tackle, it was with love though. "Thank you puddin, I'm so happy you cared that much so we can have breakfast like a couple. Just think you could also drop me off at my workplace too." She gave him a passionate kiss.
"You call it a workplace, I call it a rest stop hehe. But yeah I would love to take you to work." With both of them not dressed and holding each other tightly, Harley felt something poking her.
"You're like a machine Mistah J, my machine."
"You have no idea how easily you get my engine running Harley."
"Mind if I drain your pipe again sweetie." Grabbing his already hardening shaft he threw her to the bed with a craved look in his eyes. "There's some pastries and fruits in the fridge but right now I want something sweeter."
"Come here daddy."
Driving in the east outskirts of Gotham's Tenebris Forest Joker shifted to fifth gear in the Zenvo st1 while going through the flat stretches of road. Harley's heart was pumping almost as fast as the pistons were firing. Her old little Prelude couldn't reach these speeds even if she stomped her foot on the accelerator. The sensation was enough to make a person dizzy but she held well for the first ride. Immediately hearing a maddening laugh she turned to her clown.
"Ah Harley there is just something so calm in taking a drive through the Dark Forest."
"Wait it's called the Dark Forest? I thought people stuck with the latin translation."
"Yeah but look at our surroundings sweets, there is little to no light penetrating through the trees. The darkness is trapped around us just waiting to spread to it's next victim or victims, to consume them until their lost in a cycle of maddening proportions until they don't know up is up and down is down." She was worried from his long pause of silence until, "Anyway that is just one of many small phrases I've said to a new doctor Jeremiah would assign me after the last doctor was let's say "disturbed" from a story I told him."
"What was the story about Mistah J?"
"My mother." Those two words made Harley very curious. The only mention of his family was during their date at the outskirts. Seeing the city from the distance was truly beautiful and what struck her dearly was when she saw a small tear forming in her puddin's left eye. She knew there was more beneath the surface when most would disagree.
Reaching the gates of Arkham Asylum Joker drifted into a parking space not to far from the entrance, he didn't want to check in too early yet with other tasks in mind. Having black tinted windows were kinda a blessing that way. Harley grabbed her clowns face and swiftly give J half a dozen kisses. Turning away mischievously with a giggle she was playfully grabbed by her sweet heart. Looking at him he wanted to play, who could refuse such a persuasive man.
"Hey beautiful, don't think you're leaving just this moment, I want to taste that cherry lipgloss." He intertwined his tongue with hers. She loved tasting his saliva during intimate moments such as these, she'll see him later today after work so maybe they can go somewhere and have some dinner. "See you in a couple hours sweets."
Exiting the car Harley felt somewhat sad, to leave her puddin to go to work sucked but she knew she would have to make money sometime. She couldn't forget that she has this job for a reason, to help the mentally disturbed.
"See ya in a few hours Mistah J, I'll miss you puddin."
"I'll miss you too my dear harlequin." When Harley closed the car door J quickly sped out of the parking lot and vanished in the horizon of Harley's vision. She started walking towards the main entrance doors. A part of her stopped though halfway to the entrance, feeling down already from a lack of her puddin's presence.
"I miss him already."
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