KitKat

College can be the most exciting time in an person’s life. The promise of freedom, the fun of living with people your own age, and all the opportunities to learn and explore that come with it. We’re not just talking about what you pick up in the classroom, either. A college dorm is a hotbed for sexual discovery, and within a month you can guarantee at least half the residents have settled into their cliques and started to discuss who is sleeping around with whom. Of course, with all that freedom and those opportunities comes a lot of responsibility, too. Responsibilities like making sure you actually have a place to live, which is where you…fell a bit short. You got your application in on time, sure, just…barely. Most of the dorm buildings were already totally full, so the only place on campus that they could assign you to live was the overflow building. No choice of roommate, no guarantees of moving to a different building at semester. It was this or live off campus, take it or leave it. In the end, you decided to take it. What you didn’t know is that the overflow building is also where the college places a lot of it’s more, let’s say “cosmopolitan” students. In your contract you were notified that as a last-chance housing assignment, there was a likelihood your dorm room would be co-ed. What it didn’t tell you was just how many non-humans wound up living in this self-same building, but when you showed up to move in the front lobby was full of more catgirls, bunnyboys, elves, and orcs than so-called “regular” people. Now the only thing to do is head upstairs and find out who - or what - you’d be rooming with… *** Hi! Your friendly neighborhood monster-girl zealot here, with a fun idea that will hopefully catch your interest. Not a lot of kink in this prompt, but that doesn’t mean there’s not a lot of opportunity to put some kink into it. The setup should be pretty easy to follow: you applied for a dorm room at college late, and not only do you have to face the awkwardness of sharing a room with the member of the opposite sex, but also with someone of an entirely different species! In reality, would any self-respecting university entertain the idea of co-ed dorm rooms? No, but that’s because in reality any two people living together wouldn’t have their living situation devolve into hot, steamy fucking. And because of that, reality is boring, so I’m opting to substitute my own reality where the real world has a pseudo-fantasy feel and you wind up the lucky guy with a hot monster-girl for a college roommate. What kind of monster girl, you ask? Well, I’m open to hearing any and all preferences you may have, but I have a few character archetypes of my own to get us started: The Cat: She’s aloof, moody, and even though she didn’t arrive until the same day that classes started she’s decided that she can use your entire dorm space like it’s her own. She also has a tenuous grasp of boundaries and personal space; if you do anything that even slightly piques her curiosity, she’s shoving her nose into your business, often pushing the rest of her body up against you in the process. Trying to focus on homework is going to be tough when she’s looking over her shoulder, breasts pressed flat against your back and tail curling around your leg as she demands you explain what you’re doing, or when she’s crawling into your lap and announcing that she wants to watch a movie in the lounge, pawing at your shirt as she adds that you *will* be joining her. The Bunny: She’s bubbly, outgoing, and athletic, and even though she’s barely taller than five feet you can pick her out of a crowd by the tops of her tall, fluffy ears. Unfortunately, having a lot of energy isn’t the only stereotype about her that holds true. Barely a few hours after you two met during move in, when she was sure you were asleep, you could hear her panting and whining from her bed. From the way the sheets were rustling, it wasn’t hard for you to tell what she was doing. The first time that you walked in after class and caught her with her legs splayed on the couch, two fingers shoved deep into her drooling nethers, she hastily covered herself, apologizing with bright-red cheeks. After that, though, she’s started to grow less and less inhibited, and you’ve even caught her lightly touching herself over your clothes when you’re at your desk and she thinks you can’t see her. If you don’t find a way to set some boundaries soon, she’s going to lose all sense of shame, and your room is going to become a popular stop for other guys on campus… The Dragon: She’s proud, she’s bossy, and she’s greedy - but she’d just say she likes getting what she’s owed. She calls all of her stuff her “hoard”, and within about a week of moving in she started about your stuff like it was hers, too. Your room doesn’t have a “her side” and “your side”; she’s made sure that everything is set up to be shared equally, but arranged and decorated for her comfort. You’re not sure if it’s her way of flirting, or if she just thinks of you as her university-appointed manservant, but either way she’s gotten rather attached to you. By the end of the month she had your schedules arranged so that you were sharing as many classes as possible, and if another go so much as gives you the time of day she’s got her arm around her shoulder, pulling you off to the cafeteria for lunch or the library so that you can study. The Goblin: She’s messy, she’s loud, and sometimes you wonder if she’s going to make it through the semester, because you hardly see her up for her morning classes. Her engineering notes are a mess of scribbles, doodles, and half-torn pages scattered around her desk, and you worry that she’s going to blow up your entire side of the hallway with her alchemy homework. She’s a recipe for trouble in a package that doesn’t even top three and a half feet tall. You’ve also never seen someone with such an aversion to clothes before. Whenever she returns to your room, the first thing she does it dump her backpack and tear off her top. Whenever you come back, you typically find her half or fully naked, with no efforts made to cover herself up. And she’s not ignorant to your wandering eyes, either; she’ll joke that you’ll have to eat her ass when she beats you at video games, but when you wind up winning, her equally-crude offer to spit-shine your balls is quickly forgotten as she remembers she has a big test the next day, or a study group that she’s over an hour late for, leaving you to wonder if she’s fucking with you, or just trying to fuck. The Lamia: When you saw that your room assignment was less a typical dorm room and more a spacious studio apartment, you thought it was a dream come true. Then you realized all that extra space wasn’t a perk for you - it was an accommodation for your roommate. Even when she’s on her side of the room, she’s over on *your* side of the room, too, the length of her long tail trailing over the midway point and ensuring you always need to watch your step. She has a bit of a “sleep slithering” habit, too; more than once you’ve woken up to find yourself wrapped in her embrace, ensnared in her tight coils as she uses you for body warmth. She’s shy and self-conscious, always apologizing for being such a nuisance, but at the same time it’s clear that she’s smitten with you because of your patience in dealing with her. If there’s a different kind of monster-girl that you’d prefer to share your room with, just let me know! I can be very flexible and accommodating, especially if we hit it off. Generally I’m looking for a story about friends with benefits more than something with a distinctly romantic tone, but that can also vary depending on how our characters turn out in action. My main kinks are monster girls (obviously), creampies, risky/public sex, teasing, groping, outercourse, size differences (let me play a shortstack please), cock and ball worship, cheating and “not cheating”, fingering, facesitting, anal and ass play of all kinds, rough sex, petplay, being tricked into sex, and much more! Seriously, if there’s something you want that isn’t listed here, let me know and we can probably work it in My major limits are scat, watersports, gore, vore, and most kinks you would consider generally adjacent to them. If you’re interested in messaging me, tell me a bit about what kind of girl you want me to play (either one of those I’ve listed or an idea of your own) and why! Hearing a bit of passion about what you want will help start a conversation and get the ball rolling. Looking forward to hearing from you soon~.

The house at the end of the block had always been a hub of activity, ever since a group of boys from the nearby city college rented it out as their unofficial "frat house". Now, every weekend, you could hear the sounds of partying all the way at the opposite end of the street. Music, cheering, glasses clinking (or shattering, in more than a few cases). Things quieted down just enough to skirt under the police's radar after the first round of complaints from the Homeowner's Association, but it was clear that the house was there to stay. My parents forbade me from going near the college house almost as soon as the group of boys moved in - they didn't want their precious, innocent 14-year-old daughter being exposed to that kind of "shameless, debased influence". I was told to come straight home from where the school bus dropped me off every day, and not to even think about talking to any of the house's residents or their guests. Naturally, it was all I could ever think about. I mean, a house full of college students? It was the talk of my school. Everybody wanted to see what it was like, go to one of their parties. A few bold seniors made some spirited attempts, but ever since they had the first few complaints called on them, the boys who lived there were careful about keeping their noses clean. Or just clean enough to avoid getting into real trouble, at least. Nevertheless, The College House lived as a persistent fantasy in my head, and I could only spend so many afternoons aimlessly daydreaming before resolving that I had try and get in for myself. Halloween night provided the perfect opportunity to take my chance. Everybody knew The College House would be throwing a party, but by this point most of the people at school were too discouraged to even consider trying to crash it. Not only did I have an opportunity, but telling my parents that I'd be going out for "one last night of trick or treating" gave me the perfect means. Being seen as sweet and innocent had its benefits - they had no reason to believe I'd try and sneak my way into a college party, rather than going out with my best friends like I said. I checked and readjusted my costume as I stepped up onto The House's front porch, carefully shimmying to keep it from bunching up between my thighs. Was this too much? Not enough? The questions burned in my head, but I refused to worry about them. Tonight wasn't about second-guessing myself: tonight was about doing something nobody else in school had been able to do! Mustering up all the courage I had, I took the last few steps forward and knocked on the door I know, I know it's not spooky season just yet, but I'm getting so excited for Halloween that I just couldn't help myself! So if there's anyone out there looking to ring in the Fall with a story about a high school freshman and a house full of horny college co-eds, here's your opportunity~ My preferences are linked in this post, but if you're curious what kinks I have in mind for this prompt, as well as general ideas I think could make things more fun, then here's a few for you to chew on: Peer Pressure & Party Games. I'm going to want to fit in, which means going along with the group and saying "yes" to a lot of things, even if I need to be prodded a bit. If that means agreeing to play beer pong, even though I've never had a beer? So be it! Body shots? It's not like I have to do them - guys just want to use my stomach! Joining a joint circle? I've never smoked before, but there's a first time for everything! I'm not looking for my character to wind up incoherently wasted, just encouraged to have fun and loosen up~ Anal, Ass Play, & Ass Worship. If you check out my first EcchiPost, you'll notice I'm not shy about being a buttslut. While I'm happy to have attention paid to my character's sweet teen pussy and warm, wet mouth, I'd love for this story to go in the direction of the party discovering that they've been crashed but an unwitting teenaged buttslut~ Costume play. Obviously, any good Halloween party is going to be a costume party! Ideally, we'd pick out exactly what costume it is my character is wearing, and what kinds of costumes she bumps into throughout the night. Public sex. Carrying off of the last idea, what good party scene doesn't involve my character getting taken in front of a crowded room? It can happen in a dimly-lit room with a horror movie playing, with most of the party's attendees unaware as my tight holes are stuffed, or we can have an audience cheering us on as you make me cum all over your cock. Either way, if there's no risky sex or outright exhibitionism involved at some point, I'll be just a little disappointed. Obviously Out of Place. I could take or leave this one, if it's not to your taste, but I think it would be really hot (and would make some sense) if at least a few of the partygoers clock me as a bit too young to be there. Whether it's carefully avoiding asking me my age or if I go to their school, or teasing my out loud for being "a troublemaking piece of jailbait", I think it would be lots of fun to play into the ageplay kink built into this prompt. Being Teased & Toyed With. I want to spend some time getting to know the partygoers closely, and I don't want them to shy away from doing the same to me. Making out on the loveseat, having a finger slipped up my ass by the pool, rubbing my thighs together around a throbbing cock...you get the idea Cock & Ball Worship. No fancy language for this one - I love getting up close and personal and just making out with a delicious piece of meat. I can't imagine any guys at this party would complain about teaching their little party crasher how to properly suck dick and service a pair of balls~ Props & Extra Pieces. An optional addition. Maybe a few partygoers decided it would be a good gag to add a few "anatomically correct" props to their costumes. Nobody was expecting to actually use the Bad Dragon toys they packed along with their werewolf and dragon outfits, but they'll sure make for good fun to use on me~ I have a fuller list of kinks and limits to share upon request, but hopefully this gives you plenty of food for thought to use when you message me. I'm open to writing here in EcchiTexts, [MOD EDIT: Removed Section 14 Violating Content] When you message me, I'll be looking for you to share with my two things: What kind of party do you imagine this being? A wild and crowded rager, sure to end with the cops arriving and me being hastily hidden in a closet or shoved over the backyard fence? A low-key kickback with dim lights, a spooky soundtrack, and a smaller cast that I can get to know better? Something in between? Help me build the scene and I'm sure we'll come up with something that we both enjoy! What's the general attitude you want from my character? I've alluded to the fact that she's crashing this party, at least initially, so that she can share those experiences with her classmates at school. Beyond that, are you looking for an eager slut-to-be who wants to have fun, get drunk, and see where the night takes her? A shy girl who's going out on a limb, and is easily pressured into doing all sorts of things she normally wouldn't be older boys? A naïve sweetheart who doesn't realize that, hey, maybe all these college guys shouldn't be putting their hands on me, and gets swept up in all the attention? I have plenty of image references to help us build her up (as well as possible costume ideas), but I want to hear about your ideal teen party crasher~ That's all I've got for now! Hope you all are getting excited for the season, and I'll be looking forward to your messages

There's not a whole lot to do in Sun River. Most of the town sits on a single street, with a few houses and trailers that scatter around in the assorted woodlands. There's one school, a grocery store, a police and fire station, and no cell phone service for nearly a hundred miles in any direction. And most people in the quaint community of barely-500 people like it just fine. Of course, those some people also aren't quick to admit that the best ways to beat the boredom are to get in trouble. Like I said, there's not a whole lot to do here; for most people, there options are to drive around through the woods, drink, or indulge in even more extreme recreational pastimes. Fortunately, just getting drunk has always been enough for mom and dad - well, mostly. They usually avoid the harder stuff, but that's not saying much when it seems like they're coming home late from a drunken bender almost every night, throwing open the door to our trailer and collapsing without even shutting the door behind them. I never questioned how they managed to get home - better to just accept that dad drives better when he's drunk than risk asking any pointed questions when they're nursing their hangovers the next morning. One night, though, they didn't come home alone. It wasn't the first time that Officer Townley escorted them to our trailer, but it was the first time that he followed them inside, sat them down, and asked me to step into the other room so that he could have a talk with them. Listening through the door, I could half-hear them talking about things being blown out of proportion, suggesting that there might be a way they could smooth all of this over. After that, they called me back in, sat me down with them, and explained that one of two things was going to happen tonight: either they were going to go with Officer Townley, and I would be left all alone for who-knows-how-long, or I could go with Officer Townley, and the two of us would it work it out so that he could let my mom and dad off with a warning. Fortunately, I didn't have to go with Officer Townley very far. Just into the next room while mom and dad rolled one of their smelly cigarettes in the kitchen. With only the thin door to separate us, Officer Townley sat me down in his lap, pinning my denim skirt against my abdomen with one hand while his other rested between my legs, his middle fingers massaging my girl parts through my panties. I did my best not to let my thighs wobble around his hand too much, but as he traced shapes all over my girlhood and touched me in ways that nobody had ever touched me before, I just couldn't keep my hips from moving. As I slid my teenage ass back and forth in his lap, I felt the shape of something long and thick pressing up into my from below. I looked up at him, my eyes wide, innocent and impressionable, as I wondered just what we were going to do to make my parents' wild night on the town go away...

Hi everyone! I’m a 25 F who’s new here, and looking for a partner to chat and role play with. My kinks are anal and ass-play of all kinds (fingering, fucking, licking, tonguing, I love it all!), age gaps, groping, seduction, dub-con to con/slight coercion, cock and ball worship, one hot/one not dynamics, praise, sloppy messy oral, taint licking/kissing, some rough sex (hair pulling, spanking, pussy slapping, a bit of choking, etc.), creampies, throatpies, public/risky sex, cheating, and generally being an eager little slut! My limits are few – gore, vore, scat, watersports, and anything else that falls under the umbrella of “bathroom kinks”. I’d really love to write something with an ageplay focus, and I’m especially turned on by having my asshole played with, and eventually eaten out. If this sounds like the kind of stuff that interests you, then feel free to message me. When you do, please tell me a little about yourself, like your age, time zone (I’m in US MST), kinks and limits, and what your preferences are for how old you prefer my characters as well as yours to be. I’ve got some ideas for either of us playing the younger or older one. I’d love to hear any ideas that you may have forming as well, or even just some of your favorite scenes and types of roles to write. I’ll be looking forward to hearing from you~