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A Nightclub Memory

dreamerofdreams
AI art 'Queen of the Desert: The Legend of Dalia' with user description 'Dalia left Rivermoor by horseback, looking for the Areolan Temple, known to house the power of the Breast Vicar. She rode until the sea disappeared behind her and the land turned to dunes of sand. “This must be the Deserts of Anima,” she thought. “Perhaps I’ve gone too far.” She rode until she came upon a desert city, full of rowdy barbarians and traders. She dismounted and moved through the caravan with trepidation. “I would very much not like to end up as I did on that ship,” she thought. As she walked to the center of the tent city, she stopped as a mighty red-haired woman was on an altar, pleasuring barbarian after barbarian with her enormous tits. Dalia stared with awe as the powerful woman subdued the rowdy men with her hands and breasts. The sight made her wet with lust. Her pleasure powers warmed inside her. After wiping herself off and adjusting her clothes, the beastly woman noticed the Casi and pointed. “Who the hell are you?” She barked. “Some fancy royal come to the desert?” “I’m Princess Dalia, the Pleasure Vicar, and I’ve been sent by the king to gather the other Vicars. Who are you?” She replied. “I’m Athena, and I run this place. Welcome to the traveling city of Elvania. Vicars huh? Never heard of them.” Dalia smiled. “I’m looking for the Areolan Temple. Have you heard of that?” Athena walked up to the Princess until her massive jugs eclipsed Dalia’s perky bosom. “Maybe, but first I want to see what a Pleasurs whatever can do. I challenge you to paizuri combat.” Dalia looks curious. A titfuck contest was so primative, but Athena’s tits were massive. How could she possibly win? Still, she desperately needed the information. “If I win, you become my vassal and will pleasure the men here,” Athena said, whipping out her monster mounds. “Deal. If I win, you take me to the temple,” Dalia said, exposing her perfect, but visibly inferior breasts. They went inside the tent of one of Athena’s finest breeding bulls and began the contest. “It’s simple: Whoever makes him cum the most wins,” Athena said. She got to work, her tits enveloping his massive cock. Within a few minutes, he was blowing his load on her tits and face. “Your turn, your highness.” Athena challenged. Dalia placed the cock between her tits. She rubbed with enthusiasm. Then, her powers activated. The pleasure the man felt was immediate - it was as if his cock were deep inside the tightest cunt in the world. “FUCK!” He yelled as he exploded his nut everywhere. Dalia was covered. Athena looked shocked before laughing cheerfully. “THAT WAS AMAZING!” She squealed. “No one has ever beat me at that. Is this the power of a Vicar? I want in!” That night, Athena treated the Princess to a wild night of feasts, fellowship, and fucking. The barbarian men pleased the Queen of the Desert and the Pleasure Vicar until they went to sleep. After a nice oasis bath, the two women headed to the temple, where the power of the Vicar awaits. (@gildenstein, @bad77, @barry915, @terror2, @starima, @smut317 and @murcie got Athena the win with seven votes! Mikala and Rina tied with three votes and Madeline had zero. All will be featured and maybe some others?)'
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Queen of the Desert: The Legend of Dalia

octavian
AI art 'Revy Debut' with user description 'Hey, the fuck you lookin' at, you nosy prick? Name's Revy. Rebecca if some paperwork asshole needs the full legal bullshit, but everyone smart enough to live knows me as Revy. Age? Twenty-six. I've crammed more bullets, blood, and bad decisions into these years than most gutless bastards see in fifty. Don't test me on it or I'll redecorate this room with your brains. What I do for a livin'? Lagoon Company, baby. Out of that beautiful shithole called Roanapur. We smuggle guns, take dirty jobs, deliver death on a boat. I’m the muscle with twin Cutlass pistols. I shoot first, laugh second, and collect the paycheck third. Life’s cheap down there—perfect for a bitch like me who loves the smell of gunpowder and fear. How many sex partners have I had? *leans forward, eyes cold* Fuckin' hell, you really goin' there. Alright. I lost my virginity young, back when I was a scrawny kid in New York's slums stealin' food just to not starve. Guards caught me. Instead of proper jail, those corrupt pigs dragged me off. Three of 'em. Held me down like an animal, ripped my rags off, and took turns fuckin' me raw. First cock in hurt like someone pourin' fire inside me. I was cryin', bleedin', beggin' while they grunted and laughed, callin' me a dirty little thief whore. My old man was no better—a worthless drunk abusive fuck who beat me and my mom bloody every chance he got before she bailed. That night with the guards broke somethin' deep. I survived, though. Killed one of those bastards later with his own gun. After that, sex got twisted. Maybe a hundred eighty, two hundred partners? Drunk bar fucks after jobs, revenge lays where I left 'em bleedin', one-nighters to kill the memories of my father's belt or those guards' sweaty hands. Doesn't matter. I fuck on my terms now. No one breaks Revy twice. How am I feelin' about today's movie? *big feral grin, eyes lightin' up* Pumped as fuck, asshole! More than thirty guys ready to run a train and pass me around like a cum rag? Hell yeah. This gangbang porn shit is just another battlefield. I live for the rush—whether it's bullets or cocks. Cameras better catch every nasty second 'cause I'm gonna make it unforgettable. My body's ready for war. Adrenaline's already pumpin' like before a big shootout. Have I ever done a gangbang before? Small one once in Roanapur after a score. Handled six guys easy, left 'em limpin'. This is the big league with over thirty. Let's see if they got the stamina to keep up with me. Now, about gettin' fucked by over thirty men in a span of four hours... *smirks, voice gettin' husky and detailed* It started all professional-like for the cameras. They had me pose with my guns while still clothed—leather jacket open, Cutlass pistols in both hands, lookin' like the deadly bitch I am. Standin' tall, legs apart, tits pushed out, givin' that killer stare. Click after click, flashes goin' off. Then the first hour was very calm. They took it slow and easy at first. Guys takin' turns fuckin' me gentle, one or two at a time. I was on my back or on my knees, suckin' and ridin' smooth while they went in deep but controlled. It built up nice, my body gettin' warmed up without too much intensity. Just steady rhythm, fillin' me slow. After that calm hour, they pulled back for more shots. Stripped me naked completely. Posed me again with my guns—clean, no cum or sweat on me yet, skin still fresh for the lens. Naked, pistols crossed over my chest, legs spread wide, tits out proud and perky. Then they went heavy on my feet. Took tons of shots of 'em—my soles pressin' together, toes pointed, arches flexed. Feet are one of my favorite parts of my body, right up there with my tits. Love how strong and sexy they look after all the runnin' and fightin' in boots. Love usin' 'em to make guys lose their fuckin' minds. Cameras ate that shit up, zoomin' in close while I flexed and posed all clean and sharp. Right after those shots, the rough part began. The guys swarmed harder. Thirty plus, passin' me around like a shared prize. Now it was intense—poundin' my pussy and ass without mercy, double penetration stretchin' me wide while I choked on cocks. Airtight seal multiple times, every hole stuffed and workin' overtime. Slappin' sounds echoin', my tits bouncin' wild, ass gettin' slapped red. Orgasms crashin' through me hard while old flashbacks of my old man and those food-stealin' guards tried to surface, but I drowned 'em out with louder moans and curses. "Fuck me harder, you bastards!" Sweat started pourin', cum load after load fillin' me and coverin' my skin. Bodies everywhere, relentless for the next hours. My voice went hoarse from screamin' and takin' it down the throat. By the later stages my pussy and anus could not take it anymore—too raw, too sore, too fucked out after all that rough abuse. Last twenty minutes I switched it up. Finished the final guys with footjobs and blowjobs. My lovely feet wrappin' tight around thick cocks, toes strokin' fast and firm.'
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Revy Debut

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AI art "Louise's Shower"
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Louise's Shower

zuzul
AI art 'Voyage to Rivermoor - The Legend of Dalia' with user description 'The journey to the port of Nightvale took three days. Dalia arrived at the bustling harbor. The smell of salt, fish, and tar hung heavy in the air. Tall masts creaked in the wind as ships rocked gently at the docks. Dalia walked through the crowded waterfront until they found the vessel they had been directed to: The Crimson Tide, a large, weathered merchant ship bound for Rivermoor. Old Captain Talos stood on the gangplank. He looked the group over slowly, his gaze lingering on each woman before settling on Dalia. “You want passage?” he asked, voice rough from years at sea. “We’re sailing with the tide tonight. But passage on the sea isn’t cheap.” Dalia stepped forward, her golden glow carefully muted. “I carry the King’s gold. Name your price.” Talos let out a low, humorless chuckle and shook his head. “Gold means nothing once we leave sight of land, little lady. Out there, the only currency that matters is flesh. If you want to sail on The Crimson Tide, you pay with sex. Every single day of the voyage. You will be available to the crew. Sixty men. They work hard. They fuck harder. You’ll serve them whenever and however they want.” “It’s a fifteen-day voyage across the sea,” Dalia said plainly. "I know," Talos responded. "These are the terms, Vicar." “I accept your terms, Captain. Fifteen days. I expect to be fed and not beaten. In return, you will take me safely to Rivermoor.” Talos grinned, eyes raking over the beautiful woman. “Smart choice, Princess. Welcome aboard The Crimson Tide.” He gestured toward the ship. The crew of sixty rough, hungry sailors watched from the deck with open lust as the woman began to board. As soon as the ship cleared the harbor and the last strip of land disappeared over the horizon, the rules changed. The crew of sixty men wasted no time. The gang-fucking began immediately and without mercy. The fifteen-day voyage had officially begun. Dalia closed her eyes, already mentally preparing herself for the long days and nights ahead. The lower galley of The Crimson Tide had become a nonstop orgy of flesh and cum. The sailors were relentless. There was no rest, no mercy, no breaks. As soon as one man finished, another took his place — sometimes two or three at once. The air was thick with the smell of sweat, sex, and salt. The wet, obscene sounds of cocks slamming into soaked holes, gagging throat sounds, and slapping skin filled the entire lower deck. On the fifteenth morning, the Crimson Tide finally sighted land. As the ship docked at the small port near Rivermoor, the exhausted woman stood at the railing, breathing in the fresh air like it was salvation. She got off at the Rivermoor Dock, sore, exhausted but closer to her objective. “I endured more than anyone should have to. Tomorrow I begin the search for the temple near here. But tonight… I recover.” @parda @bad77 @barry915 @kendarfulgrim @murcie @warmicestudios @cef_ultra @peterco @terror2 @blackhairedstudent'
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Voyage to Rivermoor - The Legend of Dalia

octavian
AI art "Cyndel Vale needs money (Remastered)"
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Cyndel Vale needs money (Remastered)

octavian
AI art "She was not expecting that much!! 😈"

She was not expecting that much!! 😈

bad77
AI art "Soulless Suka"
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Soulless Suka

octavian
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beto91
AI art "Office Lady's meeting with CEO and his friend"
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Office Lady's meeting with CEO and his friend

salazar01
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Shampoo

zuzul
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Kitagawa Marin

lorezioezio69
AI art 'Celest Vale sees the world 3' with user description 'Ah, Las Vegas, where you can win big or lose big. Celest came to Sin City to partake in some gambling, some dancing and of course, some fucking. She did great at gambling - luck always seems to follow here - winning at slots, blackjack and craps before hitting the poker table. "Evening gentlemen, is this the poke-her table?" Celest laughed. Corny joke aside, she ended up with exactly what she wanted: a deep fucking right there on the table. "How is this allowed?" One gambler asked. "Dude, shut the fuck up and watch the show!" Another barked as he whipped his dick out. The first shrugged and all three cashed out right on her at the table. "Thanks boys, but it's time from mami to shake her ass," She said and headed to the nightclub in the lobby. Club Exotic was loud and crowded. Celest danced and drank herself into a tipsy, horny frenzy. Two tourists saw her...well two were brave enough to talk to the hottest woman in the club. "So you both want me huh," She said. "Let's let luck decide. Flip a coin, one of you gets me later and the other gets me now." They flipped a coin and the asian man pulled first. She took her jeans off and leapt onto him. He took his dick out and fucked her on the floor. "HOW IS THIS ALLOWED?!" A random woman asked. "You're just mad cause no one is fucking you on the floor," another woman answered. As the man came inside her, Celest purred, "Done already? Well, looks like your friend is up." She took him to her room upstairs. He whipped out his massive dick. "Oh shit, jackpot!" She said. Celest got railed by the man for the next hour. "Oh, fuck, I'm so glad this is allowed!" She screamed. He shot a massive creampie in her and she sent him on his way. "I need a shower after that," she panted. As she came out the bathroom, she heard a familiar voice: "What the fuck are YOU doing here?" She turned around to see her little sister Cyndel covered in cum. "Same as you, Cyndie, but with significantly less hard work involved," she said. "Shut up, Celest. Let me use your shower. Then, let's go eat," Cyndel demanded. "Sure, sis. My treat. I won big today." "Yeah, me too."'
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Celest Vale sees the world 3

octavian
AI art "Mori Calliope"
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Mori Calliope

lorezioezio69
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nininu
AI art "Octavian’s gift for reaching 3k!!! 👄🍆💦"
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Octavian’s gift for reaching 3k!!! 👄🍆💦

bad77
AI art "A exciting job interview"
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A exciting job interview

classyrestrain
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😈

bad77
AI art "Cyndel Vale Needs Money 12 (ft. Cherry Bomb, Mei and Mika)"
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Cyndel Vale Needs Money 12 (ft. Cherry Bomb, Mei and Mika)

octavian
AI art 'Miler's Potion Adventure: Part 3' with user description 'There's still a bit left, but I'm going to take a break because my subscription is about to expire. Thanks, and see you soon.'
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Miler's Potion Adventure: Part 3

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