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AI art 'Vesper & Nana-cha: No Limits' with user description 'For Vesper and Nana-cha, intimacy is a team sport. There’s no room for hesitation when Vesper and Nana-cha decide to lose control. What started as a private spark between them quickly turned into a wildfire that consumed the entire room. ​This set captures their raw, unfiltered hunger. It’s an intimate look at how their bond becomes the center of a wild, crowded encounter. They aren't just participants; they are the ones driving the energy, feeding off each other’s heat while surrounded by a group that can barely keep up. No judgments, no rules—just two friends pushing every boundary and taking exactly what they want.'
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Vesper & Nana-cha: No Limits

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AI art "Yor and Marin"

Yor and Marin

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AI art 'Coco the Cat-Girl' with user description 'Coco loves to be touched, just the thought makes her purr. "Oh, I'd love to have a Master touch me all night long. I'd be soooo...good. Can you be my new master?"'
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Coco the Cat-Girl

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AI art "Ochaco Playmate"
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Ochaco Playmate

zuzul
AI art "Anime's best Blonde Bombshell"
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Anime's best Blonde Bombshell

octavian
AI art 'Hu Tao ❤️'

Hu Tao ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Fly intendant : Marin"
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Fly intendant : Marin

zuzul
AI art "Hot chocolate"
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Hot chocolate

zuzul
AI art "The Hunger: Walpurgis Night"
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The Hunger: Walpurgis Night

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AI art "Streaming on OnlyWaifus?"
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Streaming on OnlyWaifus?

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AI art 'Emma witch Training' with user description 'The roads after the civil war felt heavier somehow, scarred by battles that still echoed in my memories. I am Emma Millstein, and though peace had returned to Erebonia, my magical abilities remained unsettled—threads of arcana slipping from my grasp like frayed silk. Celine had insisted on this journey to seek ancient ley lines, but I pressed on with quiet determination. My purple hut stood grounded in a quiet clearing as I reached the misty crossroads lined with ancient oaks. There sat Celine, my feline familiar, perched elegantly on a weathered stone, tail flicking with her usual impatience. Her golden eyes narrowed as I approached. "Celine," I said softly, adjusting my witch's hat with a gloved hand. My voice carried the polite restraint of my noble upbringing. "My powers have not recovered as I hoped since the war's end. The spells feel diminished. The elements respond with delay. Do you know of any method to strengthen them? Anything at all that might help?" Celine licked her paw once, then fixed me with that sharp gaze. "Meow, Emma, you're always so serious. There is one hidden way, but I'm not sure if it actually works. It's old folklore. Rose does it almost every week down in the settlements. Claims it replenishes her life energy." My cheeks warmed slightly, but I kept my composure. "What is this method, Celine? If it's possible, I wish to try it. I've come too far to dismiss any path to restoration. Tell me plainly." The cat stretched lazily. "It's life energy absorption, through intimate means. You have to draw it from men—the more, the better. Make them cum inside you, on your body, or in your mouth. Their vital essence transfers that way, supposedly flooding a witch's core with raw power. I've caught Rose doing it with the male villagers more than once. She'd take them all, letting them use her until she glowed. But Emma... it's not elegant sorcery. It's messy. Primal." I stood there a long moment, refined sensibilities clashing with necessity. The idea was crude, far beneath the dignified arts of the Millstein line, yet the war had taught uncomfortable sacrifices. My heart raced with hesitation, a flush creeping up my neck, but my voice remained steady. "If Rose can manage it weekly and maintain her strength, then... it does not hurt to try. For the sake of my magic, and to better protect what remains dear. I will endure it." Celine's tail swished. "Your choice, witch." Word spread quickly through the nearby small village via a subtle illusion spell. By evening, they arrived—more than forty men, farmers and laborers, drawn by curiosity. I welcomed them into my grounded purple hut, lit by soft magical orbs. Standing tall in my dark dress, I spoke with quiet resolve. "I seek only to restore my strength. Give what you will, and I shall receive." They were not gentle. Hands pulled at my clothing, stripping me bare and tossing me onto the bed like discarded cloth. I gasped as the first burly man claimed my mouth, his thick length pushing past my lips while I struggled to maintain composure. Another spread my legs, entering me without preamble, the stretch burning. Pain bloomed, but I focused inward, seeking any trace of life energy. They used me relentlessly, passing me like a shared toy. Flipped onto hands and knees, one pounded my pussy while another forced into my ass, the dual invasion bringing tears. Cum splattered my breasts and face as others stroked over me. I swallowed what I could, salty and overwhelming, while more flooded inside, leaking from every hole. They tossed me around the hut—lifted and impaled, bent over the table, held between two thrusting in rhythm. Slaps echoed, grunts filled the air. Over forty men rotated through the night, using every way imaginable: double penetration, hands and mouth filled, seed coating my hair, thighs, pooling beneath me. By dawn, I lay wasted on my bed, legs splayed, my refined form gaped and trembling. Cum poured from my stretched pussy and ass in thick streams. My skin glistened with layers of it, body aching with raw pain. Nausea twisted my stomach from the excess. Celine padded in, leaping onto the bed's edge. She surveyed the scene, nose wrinkling. "Celine," I rasped, voice hoarse yet polite, barely lifting my head. "I don't feel anything new. Only pain and nausea. It burns everywhere. No new strength, no clearer arcana. Just this emptiness." The cat tilted her head, amusement in her tone. "Well, Emma dear, maybe Rose is just a little whore who enjoys getting fucked senseless every week. Some ancient ways are just excuses for that. You might need a different spark." I closed my eyes, lying there full and broken, the war's scars no lighter. My quest continued, but this path brought only weariness.'
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Emma witch Training

blackhairedstudent
Fern and frieren
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Fern and frieren

sjame83
AI art 'No Regrets'
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No Regrets

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AI art "Serena"
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Serena

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AI art 'Annie Revisiting'
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Annie Revisiting

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Failed Censorship'

Failed Censorship

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AI art 'Sexy as Fuck' with user description 'These Girls are Sexy as Fuck and they know it. They´re Goddesses and they want all, you know what it means.'
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Sexy as Fuck

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AI art 'Izumi BackAlley Gangbang' with user description 'I walked alone down the narrow alley behind the theater district, my white office shirt slightly wrinkled from the long rehearsal, black mini skirt hugging my hips, and black high heels clicking against the pavement. My blonde hair was messy, and tears threatened to spill. The audition had gone horribly today. I froze on stage again, my voice cracking in front of everyone. All that Broadway dream, all that optimistic energy I always carried, felt like it was crumbling. "Why can't I just shine like I want to...?" I whispered, almost crying. Three men stepped out from the shadows, mid-20s, looking surprised but interested. “Whoa, are you okay, miss? You look really down,” the tallest one said gently. I wiped my eyes quickly and put on my best brave, upbeat smile — the big Broadway actress smile I practiced so much. “Me? Oh, I’m fine! Just a little tired after rehearsal. An idol has to stay positive, right? The show must go on!” One of them smiled. “You’re an idol? That’s hot. Want to have a good time with us? Might help you forget whatever’s bothering you.” I laughed nervously, heart racing. Inside, a strange curiosity burned. *How much of a whore am I really? Can I let go completely?* I bit my lip, still pretending to be brave. “A good time? Here? In an alley? That’s pretty naughty… But maybe I need something wild tonight. Only if you promise to be nice and keep it secret, okay? I’m an upbeat girl, not some easy girl… though right now I kind of want to try.” They grinned. “Deal.” I nodded, voice theatrical even as my hands shook. “Alright, boys! Let’s make this a memorable performance~” They pulled me deeper into the alley. One kissed me while unbuttoning my white shirt, revealing my black bra. Another lifted my mini skirt, fingers brushing my black panties. I gasped but kept smiling. “Gentle at first, okay? I’m still your cheerful idol…” Soon I was on my knees, sucking one while the others touched me. My optimistic attitude stayed even as things got intense. “Mmm~ You guys are really excited, huh? I can take it!” More men appeared — passersby who stopped to watch. Two more joined. Suddenly there were five. My eyes widened in fear. “W-wait… five? That’s… that’s a lot…” But the strange thrill won. “I… I can handle it. Let’s keep going. Make me forget everything!” They took turns, then all at once. One in my mouth, one inside me from behind, hands everywhere. My left high heel slipped off my foot as I was lifted and fucked harder, leaving one beautiful bare foot on the cold ground. I moaned loudly, my Broadway energy mixing with raw pleasure. “Ahh~! More! I’m your happy little star tonight!” I lost count of how many men used me. More passersby joined. They fucked me in every position against the wall, on the ground, filling me over and over. Cum dripped down my thighs. My optimistic voice kept encouraging them between moans. “Yes~ Give it all to me! I can shine even like this!” When the ecstasy finally faded, I was completely naked, clothes scattered, body covered in cum. The last few men were still trying to use me. Reality crashed down hard. Tears poured from my eyes as I curled up, sobbing. “What… what did I do…? I’m supposed to be a bright, optimistic idol… not this…” I cried quietly while another man tried to pull my legs open again. “Please… I regret it… I regret it so much…” My upbeat mask was gone. Only shame and naked vulnerability remained under the alley Nights'
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Izumi BackAlley Gangbang

blackhairedstudent
AI art "I'm all yours"

I'm all yours

cef_ultra
AI art 'CHAPTER 3: “Getting the Pearl Thong”' with user description 'A sexy, velvet female voice: “I had just received the most beautiful pearl thong I’ve ever seen. I wish I could say it came from a lover or a secret fan, but no. It came from the Tech Department. It is a special radar, beacon-thing. Most likely the pearls are not even real. But hey, they look so real I won’t tell anyone. I’ll pretend they were a real gift from a secret admirer.” Barry opens another hard case. From it he takes out a couple of smaller pearl strings. - “And I made matching anklets. Here, let me put them on you.” Barry kneels down in front of her ready to place those anklets on her but as Pearl raises her knee and places her naked foot in front of him, Barry freezes. The sight of Pearl’s intimate part being so close to him, touching her leg and the scent of her perfume, makes Barry’s mind go blank. Barry goes to a place where Pearl and him are together. A nice place where they live together as a married couple and where Pearl is madly in love with him. He imagines that Pearl is … - “Barry915! Barry915! WHERE ARE YOU??!!” A loud voice on the intercom snaps Barry out of his fantasy. - “Barry come on! They are waiting for us!” Pearl tells him. - “What?! Ooh, sorry I… I… never mind! Barry looks down and focuses his attention on placing both anklets as fast as he can. - “They are beautiful, Barry! Thank you!!” - “It is… (he wanted to say ‘a pleasure’ but instead he said) my job” He smiles. - “Hey, Barry… (Pearl starts blushing) I need to ask for a favor, a BIG favor. Please don’t tell the guys that I haven’t had sex in a long time. Please Barry, please!! I’ll be the laughing-mockery of the Station!!” - “Em, yeah, sure. Of course, I can keep a secret.” - “Oh, Barry you are amazing!! Thank you so much!” (kisses him on the mouth) I love you, you know that! - “Mmh, yes I know that. I love you too…” Pearl rushes out the door. TRAINING DECK - MOMENT LATER! Everyone is there. Either naked on in their underwear. They are all showing their new devices to one another. - “Hey, finally Jennings is here! Now we can start” Commissioner addresses the crowd: - “You have all been given updated devices. They all have a new feature that we will test right now. Behind that gate is a large labyrinth with hidden rooms with difficult or no access. Inside a few rooms we have manage to secure some. . . Catgirls” - “What?!” Everybody is surprised. - “Don’t worry! I assure you this means no harm to you! You will not be in ANY contact with them. And that is the whole purpose of this. You see “Cuteness” has a very special frequency. “Cute Girls” they vibrate at a HIGHER frequency. Color pink leaves traces. Your devices are specially equipped with radars and sensors that detect that high frequency so you’ll be able to detect when ‘cuteness’ is near by. Even if several feet away in another room. Now all you have to do is pay close attention at the vibration of your device and practice getting closer to the source. Of course the closer cuteness is the harder your device will vibrate”. The gates unlock. One by one start walking in to that dark labyrinth. - “Good luck ladies and gentleman” (To be continued)'
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CHAPTER 3: “Getting the Pearl Thong”

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