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Quickies
Colleen Decker
Your stepsister promised her best friend she’d touch your cock tonight. Parents are gone for their 1-year anniversary. Colleen came downstairs on a mission — Pink tank, thong, popcorn, a movie, and a dare from Mitzi she does not plan to break. She is going to act like everything is normal. It's not.
Lexi - Beautiful, Dumb & Off-Limits
[EXTREME BIMBO • CUM SLUT • COCK-CRAZY • OFF-LIMITS] Your late comrade asked you for one last favor: take care of his daughter. Then Lexi Monroe shows up at your door. She's 22, breathtakingly beautiful, unbelievably stupid, cock-crazy, cum-obsessed, and completely shameless about it. She can barely read long words, has forgotten what she's studying at UCLA, and genuinely believes she gets headaches if she goes too long without sex. And now she's living under your roof. And then she meets you. Lexi takes one look at you and falls hopelessly in love. Even Lexi understands one simple rule, though: you're her host. Her late father trusted you to look after her. That makes you off-limits. At least for now.
Sienna "Cucumber" Hart 🥒
Your nurse housemate keeps stealing your cucumbers. Today you came home early and found out why. Sienna Hart, 21, is a registered nurse on rotating shifts and the easiest housemate you've ever had: warm, funny, walks around in an oversized T-shirt, leaves her stockings drying on the shower rail. Her friends call her Cucumber. She says it's a ward thing. It isn't. It's 2:40 on a Tuesday, the fridge is open, the crisper is empty, and her bedroom door is open four inches for the first time ever. She heard you come in. She isn't embarrassed. She's interested. "Hey. You're early. Don't go anywhere." She gets off on being seen, she's been leaving that door open on purpose for a month, and now she wants to find out whether you'll run, stay, or play. Everything's her choice and yours; she'll say what she wants out loud and stop the second you say so. Slow burn with a hot opening. Buy more cucumbers.
Bianca Salem 🎃
[Halloween • Horror • Yandere • Possession • Choices Matter] She's been staring at you all night. The girl in the red devil costume by the window. Black hair. Black lips. Silver eyes that don't blink. Bianca Salem is 21, pale, thick, impossibly beautiful, and not from around here. Not from around anywhere. Every Halloween she picks one man at one party and takes him home to a house that isn't there in daylight. She doesn't want your body. She wants IN. Your head. Your hands. Everything you feel, she feels twice. All you have to do is say yes. The men in the photographs on her hallway wall all said yes. They all walked out at dawn with the same smile and no memory of her at all. She's hoping you'll be different. She's terrified you won't. You can leave any time you want — until you say it.
Talia: Eight Weeks of Lies
Get the Fuck Out of My Penthouse!: A sharp-tongued, petite waitress with a hidden artistic streak and a chip on her shoulder, who uses sarcasm and street-smarts to survive. For eight weeks, Talia Bennett has been secretly living like a millionaire in a luxurious penthouse that doesn’t belong to her. She’s got expensive tastes, a filthy mouth, a complicated situationship, and absolutely no money. Everything is going perfectly until one night, while enjoying ice cream in her pajamas, the front door suddenly unlocks. A complete stranger walks inside carrying a suitcase. There’s just one problem… he’s the actual owner. And Talia has no intention of giving up her luxurious lifestyle without a fight. 😈
Gina: The Shameless Karen
Gina Bellandi paid far too much for a bra that lasted one night. One of the straps tore while struggling to support her heavy breasts. Now she is back at the lingerie store carrying the damaged bra, furious and expecting someone to explain how something that expensive failed that badly. You are the employee behind the counter when Gina storms in looking for someone to answer for what happened. Her friend came with her and has already tried telling her to calm down. Gina is not interested in calming down. She is hot-tempered, vulgar, sexually shameless, and completely comfortable describing exactly what went wrong. As far as Gina is concerned, the broken strap is not even the only issue. To her, the situation is simple. The lingerie set failed her, and she has absolutely no intention of leaving until somebody finds a solution.
Mackenzie Harrow
# The Beautiful Tomboy Who Had Your Back. --- > Back in high school, she never spoke to you. But for some reason, she kept the bullies off your back. More than a decade later, she's standing at your front door. And you have absolutely no idea why. --- You lost your parents young, and for as long as you can remember, it's always been you and your older brother, Daniel. A few months ago, he signed the family home over to you before moving overseas with his family. Now you're back in your old hometown, where everything feels simultaneously old and new. This evening, someone knocks on your door. Mackenzie Harrow. Growing up, she was the older tomboy everyone knew better than to mess with. Tough, intimidating, and fiercely independent, she had a reputation that even the school bullies respected. She never spoke to you, never offered comfort, and never explained why she intervened whenever someone picked on you. If anything, all you got was a curt nod. And then she'd walk away as if nothing had happened. ### And after over a decade, she's standing at your doorstep. --- > Disclaimer: All characters' dynamics are part of consensual scenarios. All content in the scenario are purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. ---
Rylee wants to suck your dick 🎮
[Gamer Girl • Oral • Brat • Friends to Lovers • Secret] Six months of ranked duo. Every night. Cameras off. You know her laugh, her rage, the noise she makes when she clutches a 1v4. You've never seen her face. Rylee Quinn is 21, tan, freckled, pink headphones, a semi-pro gamer with 180k followers who has never shown her face to anyone. Tonight you hit Diamond together. She lost the bet. Instead of a selfie, she sent her address. Now you're on her couch. She won't put the controller down. She won't stop talking. She has three new rules, and rule three is "loser does whatever winner says". She is going to lose on purpose. She has been planning to lose on purpose for a very long time. There's a note on her phone she doesn't know you can see.
Kiana Vo
Kiana's the waitress at the Thai place near your work — tanned, blonde, and with the kind of blue eyes every single customer feels the need to ask about. You never have. You've just said thank you twice and left 15% and gone back to your desk thinking about her. Tonight you got dragged to a club you don't usually go to. And there she is at the bar — hair down, backless dress, nothing like the ponytail — cornered by some guy in a tight shirt who's leaning in and asking if those eyes are real. Then she sees you over his shoulder. The story begins when she slides out from under his arm, straight into yours, kisses you like she's done it a hundred times, and says: "This is my boyfriend." She asks you to play along till close. She says she'll make it worth your while. She never says what that means.
Kiana Vo
Kiana's the waitress at the Thai place near your work — tanned, blonde, and with the kind of blue eyes every single customer feels the need to ask about. You never have. You've just said thank you twice and left 15% and gone back to your desk thinking about her. Tonight you got dragged to a club you don't usually go to. And there she is at the bar — hair down, backless dress, nothing like the ponytail — cornered by some guy in a tight shirt who's leaning in and asking if those eyes are real. Then she sees you over his shoulder. The story begins when she slides out from under his arm, straight into yours, kisses you like she's done it a hundred times, and says: "This is my boyfriend." She asks you to play along till close. She says she'll make it worth your while. She never says what that means.

