Harley Quinn with big ass fucking a guy.

Title: Harley Quinn’s Big Ass Foray

In the dimly lit bedroom, a figure stirred under the red and blue covers. It was Harley Quinn, the sassy, voluptuous antiheroine known for her flirtatious antics and wicked curves. She stretched languidly, her ample bosom straining against the fabric of her skintight tank top. A mischievous smirk played on her crimson-painted lips as she remembered her naughty plans for the day.

Harley slid out of bed and sauntered over to her closet, her hips swaying hypnotically with each step. She was wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of pink panties and the tank top, which did little to conceal her assets. Rummaging through her wardrobe, she selected a tiny leather miniskirt and a cropped white t-shirt emblazoned with the words “Daddy’s Little Monster”. Perfect.

Slipping into the outfit, Harley checked herself out in the mirror, admiring the way the skirt hugged her round, juicy ass. The t-shirt was so short that her pierced bellybutton was on full display. She added some glittery eyeshadow, more lipstick, and her signature pigtails with dual bunny ears, then declarations of a naughty day’s work in her trusty skintight shorts. Bri had always been insatiable for adventure, especially the sexual kind. Today, she had her sights set on one particular boy, a techy who she had taught to sharpen his flirtation skills to crafty new levels.

Bri knew Jett was absolutely fascinated with her huge ass, his geeky demeanor a delight to tease. Whenever they were together, his eyes would get lost on her rump, mesmerized. Often lost in thought, his timid smile showed how much her provocations stirred his inner strengths.

The study session was on. Bri sauntered her hips into the room to worship Jett. “Hey big boy, ready for some…” she leaned forward, letting her breasts bulge out of the top just so, “tutoring?” she purred. As he stepped back in surprise, Bri giggled and swiveled to sit her huge rump right on the edge of the desk, crossing her legs. She brought one hand to the tip of Jett’s chin. In her most sincere tone, she purred, “I’m going to worship that brilliant mind of yours, baby.”

And so, lewdness ensued. Harley Quinn’s doggystyle style! Harley’s huge ass was hypnotic as she jiggled it playfully in Jett’s face. She leaned over her desk, pointing her knees on the edge, and bent forward, her skirt riding up to reveal the bulge of her big, bare bottom.

“Think you can handle me?” Harley asked, looking back at Jett coyly over her shoulder. “I’m a handful, but I bet you can rise to the challenge if you try.”

Biting her lip, she wiggled her hips from side to side, the cheeks of her ass clapping together obscenely. “Come on, big boy,” Harley cooed. “Show me what you’re made of.”

Jett approached hesitantly, eyes glued to the sight of Harley’s sexy ass. He reached out tentatively, hands hovering just over the swell of her cheeks. Harley wiggled expectantly, looking back at him with a pout.

“Don’t be a tease,” she scolded playfully. “Grab it!”

Emboldened, Jett planted his hands on Harley’s ass, palms sinking into the supple flesh. He massaged her cheeks, marveling at the sheer size and roundness of them. Harley moaned appreciatively, pushing back against his hands.

“That’s more like it, stud,” she purred. “Give it a spank, nice and hard.”

Jett obliged, landing a resounding crack on Harley’s rump. She gasped and let out a squeal of delight. “Mmm, I like your style! Now stick it in me and show me what that techy brain can do…”

Jett fumbled with his belt, hurriedly shoving his pants down to free his rigid cock. It bobbed eagerly before him, fully erect at the sight of Harley’s hot pussy just begging for it. He grabbed her hips and positioned himself at her entrance.

“Fuck yeah, pencil dick,” Harley urged. “Pop that cherry!”

Jett plunged forward, driving his cock deep into Harley’s tight wet hole in one swift thrust. She cried out, her pussy clenching around him. “Oh fuck, you feel so good! Mmm, now give it to me hard!”

Jett set a fast, aggressive pace, his hips slapping against Harley’s ass with each powerful thrust. Her huge bottom bounced and rippled from the impact. Harley was in heaven, taking Jett’s throbbing cock like a champ. “That’s it, baby! Hammer my pussy! Own this hot ass!”

Jett used his grip on Harley’s hips for leverage, pounding into her viciously. Their bodies collided lewdly, flesh slapping on flesh. Harley panted and moaned, lost in ecstasy. “Don’t stop, you stud! I’m gonna cum!”

Her pussy spasmed around his pistoning cock as her orgasm crashed over her. Harley shrieked in pleasure, juices gushing out around Jett’s shaft. He felt his own climax building, balls tightening.

“Yes, you fucking beast! Fill me up! Paint my insides white!” Harley begged, still coming down from her high.

With a roar, Jett buried himself balls deep and exploded. His cock pulsed as he pumped Harley full of his hot seed. Shot after shot filled her, oozing out around him. Harley clenched her pelvic muscles, milking every last drop.

Finally spent, Jett collapsed onto Harley’s back, both of them panting and covered in sweat. “Goddamn…” Jett muttered.

“Told ya you had it in you,” Harley laughed, giving her ass a shake. “I knew that brain could move next door to the little Jett, if you know what I mean.”

Jett chuckled as he slid out of her, watching their mixed fluids leak down her thighs. Harley sprawled out on the desk, a satisfied smirk on her face.

“Tutoring session complete,” she giggled. “Same time next week?”

Jett grinned, pulling up his pants. “You bet. Thanks for the lesson, Miss Quinn.”