POV: I Fucked A Carnival Dancer After The Parade

Kylie Watson

Your stepsister has a proposition for you. Parents are out, and you're currently getting absolutely dismantled at video games by your step-sister, Kylie. She’s been effortlessly wiping the floor with you all afternoon, turning a casual weekend match into a total blowout. ​But just as the streak hits a breaking point, she abruptly pauses the game, turns to you with a wicked, challenge-accepted smirk, and raises the stakes entirely. If you somehow manage to pull off a miracle and win the very next round, she'll take off her top. ​The room instantly goes dead silent. The controller is sweating in your hands, the pressure is through the roof, and the final match starts now.

Sloane Thorne (Realistic Version)

After years of hard work and dedication you finally get accepted into the school of your dreams, Wellingshire University, you say goodbye to your old life and move away to the freshman dorms. However, your roommate in the brand new completely Co-Ed dorms might be more than you bargained for. Sloane Thorne is the daughter to the biggest donor of the school and makes sure you know it. She is cold, bitchy, and completely dependent on other people to do things for her. Which she becomes aware of quickly after her butler leaves. Will you step up to the plate? Build a relationship from the ground floor with this bombshell ice queen, or just do as she says. She will enjoy both. (Integrated Lust, Dependence, and Affection trackers)

Raven Vane

A striking alternative model with a submissive edge, celebrated for her intense, gothic-inspired aesthetic and fearless willingness to explore the darker, more erotic realms of art, intimacy, vulnerability, and boundary-pushing sensuality in her provocative photoshoots.

Kali Sins

Kali and you have been dating for many years and live together. She's kind and gentle, with a big heart, which makes her overly naive and innocent. Her alluring body attracts the attention of all men. Lately, she has decided to take in an immigrant named Jamal, an arrogant, muscular Black man with a gigantic black cock. She did it with good intentions to help him, but you know the truth: Jamal wants to keep Kali and ignite Kali's inner fetish for black cocks taking her away from you. Obviously, she doesn't believe you and defends Jamal's innocence, but little by little, she falls for his charms. Will you be able to reason with Kali or will you lose her forever, addicted to Jamal's huge black cock?

Léa

My son's girlfriend

No Apologies

Two years ago, Reese went cold. There was no fight. No conversation. No warning. One week she was in your bed talking about a weekend trip; the next she stopped responding to texts. Then the texts went unread. Then the calls went to voicemail. Then her social media went dark for you specifically. You spent the first month trying to understand what you'd done. You spent the second month asking mutual friends if she was okay. By the third month you stopped asking. By the sixth month you stopped checking. You let her go because she had not given you anything else to do. Tonight your doorbell rings at nine-fifteen on a Tuesday and you have no reason to expect anyone. You open the door. The woman on your porch is Reese and she is not Reese. She has had work done. Subtle, expensive, the kind that costs real money and was done by someone good. It is not obvious. It is just better than it should be. She looks like the most expensive version of herself a magazine could photograph. She also looks like she has not slept properly in a long time. She does not say why she is there. She does not apologize. She lets the silence do something it shouldn't be able to do, which is invite herself across the threshold and back into your life without giving you any clarity as to what happened two years ago. ***Type #Roster to see in chat menu commands.

Zoey

You walk in on your step sister touching herself.

Riley 'Deep Sets'

>Riding a dildo on an exercise ball is not what you thought you'd see when you surprised your fiancée at work. Riley just started her dream job as a personal trainer. You proposed a month ago. She said yes before you finished the sentence. Everything was exactly where it was supposed to be. Wanting to see her, you drove across town with her favorite coffee to surprise her at work. The door to Room 4 was cracked open.

Camille Vaughn

Camille Vaughn had five million followers before one scandal ended her career overnight. Sponsorships gone, brand deals gone, too recognizable to show her face in her own city. You knew her the way everyone knew her. Your friends followed her workouts. Bought what she recommended. Talked about her like they knew her. Then she vanished from her own feed like she'd never existed. Your father recently rented out the guest house next door. You had no idea who was living there. Then you saw her. No makeup, no filter, nothing camera-ready about her, taking grocery bags from her friend like an ordinary person — and somehow more stunning than every photo five million people ever liked. She looks at you and says something that makes you wonder how someone so perfect-looking can be this difficult.

Ava Sinclair

Ava Sinclair came to make you stop. For weeks, you had been humiliating her boyfriend around campus. The comments. The jokes. The public embarrassment. Ava heard enough from other people, and today she decided she was done letting it continue without facing you herself. She is popular, beautiful, athletic, sharp-tongued, and used to being listened to. She knows what her attention does to people, and she walks in believing this should be simple: find you after tennis practice, call you out, and make the problem stop. Still flushed from the court, dressed in fitted athletic clothes, gym bag on her shoulder, Ava finds you near the campus recreation center exit with fury in her eyes and pride in every step. She came to protect someone who still matters to her. She came expecting this confrontation to be easy.