This one feels like somebody got drunk on season 1 Rick and Morty, opened a sex toy store in their browser, and just started poking at it until something filthy happened. It’s not trying to be smart sci-fi, it’s more like “ok, you wanted to fuck around in this universe, here, go nuts”. You jump in and it’s basically one long, focused scene: Morty awkward as hell, that hot redhead there like a walking bad idea, and you’re quietly steering everything, choosing what happens, where, how, in what order. There’s no huge world, no giant questline, just you pressing buttons on the top of the screen, swapping backgrounds and tweaks like you’re switching channels on Pornhub, except the actors never leave the room. That part I actually like a lot, it feels lazy but in a comfy way, like the game knows what you’re here for and doesn’t waste time pretending otherwise.

When the threesome finally kicks in, it’s funny and fucked up at same time. Morty has that nervous, “I can’t believe this is happening” vibe, and the redhead moves like she’s been reading the wrong subreddits for too long. You go from oral to vaginal and back again with a couple of clicks, and it’s kind of messy in a good way, the rhythm is a bit off, animations sometimes feel like a GIF loop from some old site, but the dirty energy is there. I had this one moment where I switched the background mid-blowjob and suddenly they were in another location, and for some reason that stupid jump made it ten times hotter, like some bootleg portal gun sex experiment. Also the sound levels are weird, I had Spotify on and her moans randomly blasted over my playlist, scared the shit out of me and I still didn’t turn it off. That tells you something. There’s not a big dialogue system or branching story, you’re basically choreographing who sucks what first and how deep Morty goes before things slide into full-on fucking. It’s crude, but honest.

Rick is technically around as part of the whole vibe, like you can feel the show’s chaos in the way the scene is set up, but the main focus is Morty getting dragged into this XXX mess. Sometimes I wished there was one more option, like a different angle on the blowjob or a little more control during penetration, then I clicked something random and the lighting changed and I forgot what I was annoyed about. The redhead is the real star anyway, the game knows it, the camera knows it, you’ll know it after like twenty seconds when you see how she handles both ends of the action. It feels like an early build that never stopped existing, a parody that just leans straight into oral and vaginal like those are the only two stats that matter, and honestly, for this kind of thing, that’s almost enough. It’s trashy, weirdly charming, occasionally janky, and exactly the kind of browser sin you tell yourself you’re just going to “check quickly” and then stay longer than you planned.

This thing feels like someone ripped a dirty fantasy straight out of a horny Discord RP room and forgot to add the “are you sure?” button. You just get dropped in front of Kasumi, all pretty face and soft body, tied up like some festival prize, standing there in public with ropes hugging her curves. She can’t move, can’t run, can’t even pull her skirt back down, just breathing hard and blushing while people would totally be walking by if this was real life. It’s fucked up, yeah, but that’s the point. You poke at her like a creep and the game kinda smiles back at you and says, “go on, she’s not going anywhere.” As someone who spends way too much time on Yandere-type RPs on Telegram, it lowkey feels like you’re finally getting that obedient captive you keep writing, only this one is quiet and actually does what you want.

The fun part hits fast: you start messing with her clothes, and suddenly it’s not “a girl” anymore, it’s your girl. You keep switching outfits, pulling her panties aside, stripping her layer by layer while she’s literally chained there, cheeks getting redder while her ass is just begging for trouble. You can put her in something that would get you banned from Twitch in two seconds, then tear it off again just because. I spent way too long just flipping between a “public street” feeling in my head and full-on shame fantasy, touching her with fingers where you really shouldn’t in public, sliding between legs, pushing a finger inside her ass and watching how her whole body reacts. There’s this stupidly satisfying moment when you have her bent just right, hands tied, ropes digging into skin, and you’re fingering her so rough that she starts shaking and you know you’re the only reason she’s falling apart like that. I like when she looks humiliated and turned on at the same time, that mix of “don’t” and “please more” without any words. It’s a bit annoying how sometimes the reaction feels the same even when you change position, like you’re doing something nastier but she reacts like it’s the first touch, but then you keep going and she ends up cumming all over herself anyway and suddenly you forget you were annoyed.

Feels a bit like playing with a live hentai figurine, honestly. You move her, spread her, chain her, undress her, tease her pussy with slow strokes, then push harder until she can’t keep her legs steady. At some point I had her standing there in nothing, rope marks on her skin, fingers working inside her while I imagined there are people passing by pretending they don’t see, and that was way more hot than I want to admit. The interactive stuff is simple, but that’s kinda why it works: you’re not thinking about stats or choices or some deep moral drama, just “how can I make this slutty Kasumi look even more ruined in front of everyone.” It’s the kind of thing you open in one tab while Twitter is in the other, and you keep telling yourself “one more orgasm” like you’re not the crazy one here. She never talks, never fights back, never pulls her clothes up or tries to hide her tits, which in real life would be disturbing as hell, but for a game like this it scratches that possessive, yandere brainworm so well it’s actually a bit scary. I do wish there was one tiny thing like a quick glare from her or a little show of resistance before she melts, but I already know they will never add that, and I’m still here making her cum in the street again like it’s nothing.

Goku is supposed to be this universe-saving hero, right? Here he’s just a horny idiot with his dick out while Chi-Chi is basically doing family planning with her legs spread. The whole thing feels like someone watched Dragon Ball Z, paused in the middle of a serious scene and said, “yeah but what if we actually see what happens when Goku gets home.” It doesn’t try to be deep. It’s literally Goku, Chi-Chi, a bed, soft anime colors, and a lot of pussy-focused camera work. Everything circles around Chi-Chi wanting that big cock buried in her so hard that she actually gets pregnant before Goku goes off to die again. It’s kind of funny how casual she is about it. Like, she’s breastfeeding future plot armor and also begging for cum in the next breath.

The game makes you actually work a bit for the creampie, which is nice and also kind of annoying. You can’t just slam-click your way through; you have to tease her, play with rhythm a bit, figure out where the pleasure meter likes to hover. I kept thinking “ok, just let me fuck her already, I know what I’m doing,” and then I’d rush it, push too fast, and she’d stay just under that sweet spot. The animations lock you into this slow build that’s weirdly intimate. You see Chi-Chi’s expression go from annoyed “Goku, focus” to proper horny, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded like she’s in heat. Then when you finally time it right and Goku unloads inside, there’s this thick cumshot dripping out of her pussy that hits way harder than it should. I closed the tab after finishing, then opened Chrome again five minutes later just to replay the creampie. And yeah, I was supposed to be answering Slack messages.

What I really liked is how small and focused it is. No pointless menus, no “pick your route” bullshit, no giant harem. Just one brunette wife, one dumb strong husband, and one goal: fill her up. At the same time, it gets almost too soft sometimes. Goku is fucking her, but the mood is so tender that you kinda want him to grab her harder, pull her hair, go full Super Saiyan on that pussy while she screams his name. Instead he feels like a very polite guy with a huge cock who’s trying not to break the bed. Still, when the camera zooms in and her pussy tightens around him, and that last thrust hits, all the little details click together. The slight jiggle of her tits, that needy sound she makes right before he cums, the white spill leaking past her lips like proof of “mission complete.” It’s not perfect, but I ended up replaying the same short scene more times than I want to admit, like looping a favorite dirty clip on Pornhub because it scratches a very specific, very horny itch.

It’s weird how this game starts like it’s pretending to care about plot. You think it’s about Tsunade gambling again, being her usual chaotic self, but nah - two minutes in and it just throws you into the mess. There’s this sense of shameless humor I kinda liked; it doesn’t even try to justify anything. She owes money, her solution involves clones, and everyone’s naked before you can blink. The sound effects are ridiculous - like someone mixed old arcade bleeps with wet noises, and somehow it works. I laughed, then got turned on, then laughed again. The rhythm feels accidental, like a loop someone forgot to trim, but that’s part of the charm. You can almost imagine some guy in 2008 coding it while blasting Eurobeat in the background.

What I didn’t expect was how expressive the faces are. Not polished, but raw in that flash‑era way where every exaggerated blink feels hand‑made. Tsunade’s boobs take up half the screen, sure, but her grin sells it more than the physics. I caught myself clicking too fast just to see if the clones would glitch out - and they did, kind of melting together mid‑animation. It’s oddly beautiful, like a broken GIF that refuses to die. The Raikage scene hits different - too fast, too much flexing, but there’s this energy, like two powerhouses trying to out‑moan each other. I remember thinking, “this shouldn’t be hot,” and yet.

Story? Barely there. But the pacing keeps you hooked, because it’s never just sex - it’s comedy wrapped around sweat. I like that it doesn’t moralize; it just exists, messy and loud. The cumshot ending lands with a splat that feels almost celebratory. Would I call it art? Maybe not. But it’s got that same rough soul as old chiptunes - imperfect loops, dirty fun, no pretense. You finish it and kinda want to replay, even though you know every beat. Maybe that’s nostalgia, or maybe I’m just into stupidly honest smut. Either way, it lingers.

This curvy blonde with teasing pigtails and headphones pressed tight against her ears isn’t performing for a crowd anymore. Her skimpy white bikini is set to come off, and you’re the only audience she needs. Her big breasts jostle enticingly, inviting you to explore every inch, while her mischievous grin promises a night full of unrestrained pleasure.

Forget about concerts or flashing lights - this is an intimate session where Super Pochako flips the script and shows you her wildest sides. Her white bikini, barely concealing those curves, is ready to be shed, revealing every luscious contour and tantalizing secret.

From innocent giggles to breathy moans, every sound she makes is an invitation to get closer, to dive deeper into the sensual playground she’s crafted just for you. Her pigtails bounce along with her every movement, adding a youthful charm that contrasts deliciously with her sultry gaze and teasing touches.

Behind those giant headphones lies a temptation that goes far beyond music - it’s raw, dirty, and utterly addictive. Her style combines cute innocence with bold sexuality, bringing fantasy to life and letting your desires run wild.

The game invites you to join her private setting, where every fold and curve is yours to explore, tease, and savor. Paizuri, titfucking, blowjobs, and plenty of steamy encounters await behind every click - she’s ready to show you what it means to be spoiled by one of the top idols in the Super Sonico universe.

And when the heat rises, her body evolves before your eyes - breast expansions swelling to fuller sizes, chubby cheeks flushed with desire, making her look even more deliciously alive. Her sweet voice moans into your ears like a live sex tape, lips parting and faces flushing as she takes you further into her world of lust.

Super Pochako isn’t just another idol - she’s a living, breathing fantasy turned real, waiting to tease and please you endlessly. Get tangled in the silky strands of her blonde hair, trace the outline of her juicy ass, and taste the sweetness of forbidden cake moments shared in just the two of you.

Leave the outside world behind and unlock a night stuffed with explicit encounters, deliciously raw details, and endless teasing until satisfaction spills over. Super Pochako waits for your touch - so why hesitate? The stage is set, the music's playing low, and her bikini’s slipping away, ready to reveal everything.

Warm sand under your back, that lazy dead-fish feeling after too much sun, and suddenly the whole world is just ass. Not metaphorical ass, not “thicc” like people spam in comments, but two animated legends grinding reality out of focus: Android 18 with her perfect ice-queen blonde vibe and Erza with that wild red hair that looks like it still smells like battle smoke and perfume. They are on the beach with you, but also not really “with” you, more like on you, around you, over you. The game starts in that half-dream state where you’re not sure if you passed out from heat or from scrolling too long on Pornhub. Then the screen settles, the loop hits, and you’re basically pinned there, face in the danger zone, while they twerk slow and teasing, asses so close you feel like your monitor might grow taste buds. It’s that kind of short, dirty fantasy that feels like someone took all the fanart from Reddit and boiled it down into one shameless anal-focused scene, no plot, no talking, just rhythm and skin and the sense that you somehow woke up in the middle of a crossover nobody had the right to make and everyone secretly wanted anyway.

There’s this weird magic in how nothing really “happens” and still everything is happening. Android 18 moves with that cold precision, like she calculated the exact angle where her booty will hover over your mouth, just out of reach, like she knows you’re useless here and enjoys it. Erza is the opposite, her ass movement feels more playful, almost chaotic, like she is the one who dragged 18 into this little beach sin-session and is now showing off, cheeks bouncing, sometimes almost clapping in your face, sometimes slowing down just enough that you catch yourself leaning forward at a screen like an idiot. The camera sits low, submissive, like you’re stuck in the sand while they use your head as their personal seat cushion. You get pussy flashes, that quick glimpse here and there when they shift position, a little pink flash that makes your brain glitch for a second, especially when it happens while they arch their backs and present fully, like “here, have this, but only for one frame, enjoy suffering.” Anal is the star though. Their butts are treated like holy objects, center stage, big, round, demanding, the way they tilt and spread just enough so your imagination fills all the gaps. It’s almost rude how short and looping it is. You just start syncing your breathing to Erza’s slow bounce, Android 18’s more measured grind, and then you realize this is it. No climax scene, no “next phase”, just you looping like a horny goldfish pressing replay, pretending your hand hasn’t already figured out the timing like a rhythm game.

That’s the thing that got me. It feels like a dirty little GIF you shouldn’t like as much as you do, but you keep it open in a small Chrome tab anyway, somewhere between Twitter and xVideos, letting it run while you do other stuff, then suddenly you’re staring again. The beach background is almost nothing, just light and sand and that lazy sea vibe, but somehow it adds to the fantasy of “sunburned pervert wakes up and two famous anime girls are using his face as furniture.” There’s no voice lines, no moans, no cheesy music trying to be sexy, only the animation doing the work, like those old Flash loops that used to live on sketchy sites, except cleaner and more focused on asses. At one point Erza leans forward just a tiny bit more and her red hair falls, covering half of 18 from your view, and that small moment stuck with me way more than it should, because it feels almost intimate, like you’re spying on something they’re doing for themselves, not for you. And yeah, it’s basically a glorified loop about booty and anal teasing, you’re not getting a deep gameplay session out of this, but sometimes that’s exactly what fries your brain in the nicest way: two iconic babes, one beach, your face in the wrong place and the right place at the same time, and nothing to do except watch them bounce until your wrist gives up or your browser starts lagging.

This one feels like some weird fever dream where Final Fantasy fanart, a shady lab hentai and a cowgirl fetish forum all crashed into each other and decided to stay. You drop right into this secret facility crap where a Tifa lookalike spy has been caught, strapped down, and turned into a walking milk factory experiment. No long build up, no deep lore, just: big brunette battle girl, massive chest, lots of tubes and restraints, and people in lab coats using her body like a science project that accidentally got listed in the “research” folder on some dude’s PC. The mood is very “we captured the badass heroine you used to crush on in JRPGs and now we’re going to see what those tits can really do.”

The whole thing revolves around her boobs. Not in a soft way. They are huge, heavy, and half the time they look like they barely fit into the frame. She is bound in place, arms restrained so she can’t properly fight back, and the main interaction is milking and abusing that chest until the plant system is happy. Yeah, there is a plant. Or more like a twisted milk-growing contraption that drinks everything you squeeze out of her. The agents treat her like livestock that used to be a person. You grab, pull, shake, twist, get the milk flowing, and the machines react. Sometimes they reward her, sometimes they punish her, depending how rough you are. That’s the part that actually surprised me: it is not just clicking one spot and waiting. You test how far her body can go. You rub when she’s already leaking, you squeeze harder when the plant meters climb, you watch the combination of pain and heat in her eyes while white streams run down from her nipples. The contrast between her being this badass fighter type and now reduced to a breeding cow for some creepy agricultural project is the whole kink here. When she shivers and tries to keep her voice steady while you keep milking, it hits the humiliation angle hard. There’s dirty talk in that very specific style too, where the agents talk like they’re doing “serious work”, measuring output and consistency, while you clearly just treat her like a toy. It feels wrong in that very on-purpose way, like those old doujinshi where Tifa is always the one who gets captured and broken, only here everything is zoomed right into her chest and the rest of the world might as well not exist.

The BDSM vibe is pretty strong but narrow. It is all about control over her breasts and her ability to give milk. No long whipping sessions, no dungeons full of gear, just tight restraints, clamps digging into flesh, pumps pulling on her nipples, and your hands finishing the job when the machine is either “too gentle” or “not fast enough”. You have moments where she’s already milked close to empty and the game still wants you to push more out, so you end up coaxing every last drop from swollen nipples while she whimpers and the plant chugs it like it is the best thing ever brewed. It gets hardcore not because of blood or anything like that, but because of how relentless it can be. The line between pleasure and abuse blurs hard, with her body betraying her, nipples staying stiff and sensitive even when she clearly wants it to stop. It’s fetish fuel for people who always thought “what if that mage girl or monk from the party was actually taken to a farm lab instead of a prison.” The whole thing is basically fan service wrapped in a milk plant scenario, and the game knows exactly who it is teasing when it shows that familiar brunette fighter face flushed and panting while white liquid spills everywhere and the “researchers” talk about increasing production like she’s just equipment.

Raven in this one feels like someone caught between horny nightmare and weird cosmic joke. It is supposed to be just an intro, but it already feels like the kind of porn flashback you remember in shower and think, yeah ok, that was a bit fucked up but I liked it. The thing starts almost too calm, like some lazy fan cartoon, and then suddenly you are looking at her with that classic bored face while shit goes sideways and tentacles start acting like they paid rent for her body. I was on Discord at same time and literally paused Spotify because my brain wanted full attention on her eyes when she realizes, oh, this is not regular bad day in Titans Tower, this is full on “I am about to be used like a flesh toy by something that does not even know my name”.

What I like most is how it plays with her usual cold attitude. She is trying to keep that deadpan mood, like she always does in the show, but every time some new slimy thing wraps around her, the calm cracks a bit more. Her mouth opens, she gasps, there is that mix of fear and arousal that feels too honest for a jokey parody. One tentacle is already enough, but here they act like some fucked up committee, each one has a task, one pinning her legs, another forcing her robe open, another rubbing places like it is checking her stats. I kept noticing her lips shining with spit after she gags on it, and the animators linger just enough on the strings of drool that hang when it pulls out from her mouth. I hated that, but I watched it twice. The cum on her face at the end looks thicker than it should. Or thinner. I changed my mind while watching. It shoots in messy bursts, splashing over her cheeks and eyelids like it is trying to repaint her whole expression. Facial is not really my main thing, but watching this shy goth sorceress get glazed by a monster that does not care about her feelings hits different than some generic amateur clip on Pornhub where the guy keeps missing the nose.

The “story” is barely there, but it actually works better like that. You just get a small taste of how it starts, a hint of corruption, like this is the first time she is taken by something that treats her magic as just another hole. One second she is in control, the next there is this thick limb forcing her legs apart, sliding between them, and you see her mask slip when it finally pushes in. They do not even pretend it is romantic, it is pure overpower, her body bending to the rhythm of a creature that does not talk, only thrusts. The camera angles feel like a horny fan with too much free time picked them. Sometimes it zooms too much on the tentacle texture and I wanted more focus on her eyes, the way they roll up when the thing pulses inside her. But then it cuts back and you catch that moment when her usual purple calm switches into full blush and sweat, and suddenly the earlier complaint just vanishes from brain. There is one shot, near the end, where she is already covered in cum and you can see a drip running slowly down to her mouth, and she looks tired, used, but not broken. That tiny detail sold the whole scene for me more than the actual money shot. I wish it was longer, but I also kind of like that it just hits you, fucks her hard, paints her face, and leaves you hanging like a half-finished jerk. Which, yeah, is annoying. I am still not over how weird her left eyebrow looks in one frame though.

The night took a sharp turn when he noticed that message on Facebook. He didn’t think much of it at first, just a casual chat between two guys, but something about the tone pulled him in deeper. Hours later, he found himself walking through the door far past his usual time, anticipation mixed with curiosity bubbling under his skin. This wasn't going to be an ordinary evening.

The next day, a surprising discovery awaited him. Tucked away in his car, waiting like a secret thrill, was a message from Elton. It wasn’t just a note - it was a tease, a promise, something downright provocative, hinting at the kind of wild game they were about to play. Elton’s intentions weren’t clear yet, but whatever plans he had, they electrified the air around him. The question wasn’t what Elton had planned, but rather how far he was willing to go and what he wanted from their encounter.

This isn't your typical story about two guys exchanging harmless messages. As you guide your character through this tangled web of flirtation and heated desire, you'll find that every interaction is laced with intense tension and raw attraction. The yearnings bubble up from offscreen into vivid scenes where boundaries blur and pleasure blends with curiosity. Feel the pulse of their encounters grow stronger with each new revelation, each daring move bringing them closer to a reckless intimacy that neither can resist.

You’ll explore moments charged with heavy breathing and teasing touches, where fingers trace with hunger and lips brush with electric fire. This is a world where inhibitions fall away as two men discover what truly turns each other on - whether it's the soft sway of hips, whispered promises, or those daring hands slipping beneath the surface. Each choice you make leads closer to intimate explosions behind closed doors, with scenes filled with deep ass fingering, heated sex between two guys, and the fierce, unrelenting passion that pulses beneath the surface.

Elton’s secrets unfold gradually, revealing desires and hidden fantasies that pull both players into the desperate need for connection. You never know when a casual chat will escalate into sweaty embraces, rough touch, and the overwhelming urge to claim each other completely. This game throws you into gritty, explicit exchanges where every lingering look carries a weighted promise and every touch might unlock unseen craving.

Can your character navigate this unpredictable dance of lust and longing? How far will he go to uncover what Elton has swirling on his mind - and buried in his body? If you're drawn to the heady rush of forbidden desire, the wild energy of male-male encounters, and the dark allure of secrets revealed in sweat-soaked moments, this game dares you to find out exactly what’s going on inside Elton’s head.

Unlock the raw tension between the two guys as they push limits and defy expectations. From whispered confessions to iron-hard hands exploring every inch of eager flesh, you control the pace and intensity of their descent into shared ecstasy. This isn’t just a fling; it’s a deeply charged connection, waiting for you to peel back the layers and join in on the sinful fun.

So grab your courage and dive into a world where passion crashes hard - no apologies, just two guys hungry for more. Find out what's really going on inside Elton's mind, and maybe discover a little about your own wild side along the way.

The night took a sharp turn when he noticed that message on Facebook. He didn’t think much of it at first, just a casual chat between two guys, but something about the tone pulled him in deeper. Hours later, he found himself walking through the door far past his usual time, anticipation mixed with curiosity bubbling under his skin.

The next day, a surprising discovery awaited him. Tucked away in his car, waiting like a secret thrill, was a message from Elton. It wasn’t just a note - it was a tease, a promise, something downright provocative, hinting at the kind of wild game they were about to play.

This isn't your typical story about two guys exchanging harmless messages. As you guide your character through this tangled web of flirtation and heated desire, you'll find that every interaction is laced with intense tension and raw attraction.

You’ll explore moments charged with heavy breathing and teasing touches, where fingers trace with hunger and lips brush with electric fire. Elton’s secrets unfold gradually, revealing desires and hidden fantasies that pull both players into the desperate need for connection.

Can your character navigate this unpredictable dance of lust and longing? If you're drawn to the heady rush of forbidden desire, the wild energy of male-male encounters, and the dark allure of secrets revealed in sweat-soaked moments, this game dares you to find out exactly what’s going on inside Elton’s head.

So grab your courage and dive into a world where passion crashes hard - no apologies, just two guys hungry for more. Find out what's really going on inside Elton's mind, and maybe discover a little about your own wild side along the way.