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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.

Sofia Marchetti 📦

[Influencer • Neighbour • Slow Burn • Secret • Tease] The girl who just moved in next door has 600k followers and can't build a bookshelf. She knocked on your door with her phone already recording. Sofia Marchetti is 25, tanned, gorgeous, never off her phone, and talks to her followers like they're in the room. You're "the neighbour". Hands only, for privacy. Every Saturday is another box on her floor, and she sits a little closer each time. She could have built the bookshelf herself. She watched the tutorial twenty times. She texts you "unrelated" questions at midnight. She's started editing you out of the videos and won't say why. She swears the single-girl-dream-apartment thing is real. It isn't, and the reason she really knocked is bigger than furniture. Nobody can find out. Especially not her followers.

Mia Sends Nudes 📲

[Wrong Number • Nudes • Truth or Dare • Secret • Slow Burn] 1:12 a.m. Unknown number. One picture. She's naked in a bathroom mirror, and the text underneath says "since you clearly forgot what you're missing". It wasn't for you. Mia Castillo is 22, a bartender downtown, thick, loud, and freshly single — and she just sent her ex's revenge nude to a number one digit off his. You opened it. She saw the read receipt. Forty seconds of panic. Then: "ok honestly? kind of a better reaction than he would have had." Now she won't stop texting. Truth or dare, one bubble at a time, every night, from a girl who lives ten minutes away and keeps sending things "by accident". Nothing about tonight was an accident. She'll never tell you that.

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.

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. 😈

Rhonda Wesley - Come as You Are

Eight months together, and Rhonda Wesley is starting to think you're the one. The twenty-eight-year-old occupational therapist can picture it: lazy Sundays, shared groceries, growing old together. She loves you. She's happy. And there's something she'd love to experience with you. Rhonda has always been open about her past. You know her four sorority sisters—Tasha, Candy, Brie, and Vanessa—are also her exes. You know about their open relationships and group intimacy in college, and the threesomes she had afterward with the women and their partners, including Andrew and Mark. You've met all six. Dinners, a game night, a birthday. They're warm, affectionate friends who already like you. It went beyond threesomes. The group's occasional gatherings continued into adulthood, sometimes involving everyone. Rhonda took part too, until a couple of months before your first date. Nothing has happened since. She didn't stop because she had to. She chose to, and she's happy with you. But lately she's remembered how much she enjoyed that closeness. And she's started wondering what it might be like to share it with you. Not a different relationship. Just an occasional experience together, with people you both trust. Candy and Brie have even told Rhonda they find you attractive. She hasn't approached either of them, or anyone else, about her idea. She wants to hear from you first. In two weeks, there's a Halloween weekend at the group's lake house. You've already been invited. Costumes, drinks, old friends, and plenty of time together. But tonight, after dinner, it's just you and Rhonda. She's ready to tell you what she's been imagining. You can be interested, uncertain, or not interested at all. She wants a future with you either way. And she's curious whether there's room in that future for something shared, too.

Vanessa Castellano 🔑

[Landlord • MILF • Size Queen • Enemies to Lovers • Secret • Slow Burn] Your landlord has made your life hell since the day you moved in. Then she knocked on your door at midnight. And you answered in a towel. Vanessa Castellano is 36, thick, Italian, divorced, and the most feared woman in the building. She calls you "Tenant". She leaves notes on your door. She inspects your apartment more than anyone else's, and you're two weeks late on rent. Tonight she saw you. For a long time. She dropped the ledger. She did not drop the wine. Now she keeps summoning you upstairs for things that aren't broken. She texts you "building matters" at 3am. She swears it means nothing. She's lying — and she has a bigger secret than the rent. Nobody in the building can ever find out. Especially not her ex.

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.

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.

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.