Mandatory Mentor is like someone mashed a strict study planner with a really horny pet trainer, then dropped the whole mess on a hot empty island and told you “good luck, don’t screw this up.” You’re stuck with Reina, this rich bratty brunette who clearly never opened a textbook in her life and absolutely hates that you suddenly have power over her schedule, her body, basically her whole week. The game calls you her tutor, but let’s be honest, by day two it feels a lot more like you’re breaking in a very spoiled pet who thinks she’s still the princess of Tokyo. She talks back, rolls her eyes, complains about every exercise, and somehow that just makes it better when you finally shut her up with a command, a collar, or a firm smack on her ass after she flunks a quiz she didn’t even try to pass.

The core loop is weirdly simple: teach her, test her, punish or “reward” her depending how hard you want to lean into the humiliation angle. Sometimes you’re actually drilling her on test questions, like some half-serious exam simulator where wrong answers equal more time on her knees. Other times you absolutely forget this girl has an exam and you’re just seeing how far you can push her obedience. There is something funny about it too, not just mean. She’ll come out with these salty little lines when you tell her to recite formulas while wearing nothing but a leash, and the game’s sense of humor keeps things from feeling grim. Or it tries. Then you strap a toy between her legs as a “focus tool” and tell her she can only cum if she solves problems fast enough, and suddenly the joke hits different. The spanking scenes really shine here: her reactions shift over the week from pure outrage to this embarrassed, shaky acceptance, and the sound design for those hits is way too satisfying for something that’s technically “study motivation.” Animated bits give those moments a lot of life; watching her squirm after a failed test with her reddened butt on display kind of erases whatever sympathy you had five minutes ago.

What I like is that you can lean more into teacher mode or just slide full tilt into trainer/domination mode without the game slapping your wrist. One run I actually tried to help her pass properly, keeping the kink as “discipline,” stopping before she broke, letting her keep some pride. Then next run I was basically using the exam excuse to turn her into a needy island pet, tracking how far I could drag her dignity down, locking her in humiliating routines between study blocks, making her say stupid little lines while you correct her answers. The game branches based on that, so you don’t just get a simple pass or fail screen; your attitude shapes what kind of ending you drag her to. Sometimes the joke about being stuck as a coconut collector lands almost like a punchline, sometimes it’s just you and your house-trained Reina on this island you kinda don’t want to leave. There are toys that show up that feel way too advanced for a deserted island, but whatever, porn logic is undefeated. My only real gripe, the one that annoyed me the whole time, is how she sometimes snaps back to her early-level brat personality in scenes where she should be totally broken in already, like the script forgot you smacked the arrogance out of her four days ago. It doesn’t kill the mood, just makes you want to grab her by the chin, remind her who her “mentor” really is, and start the lesson all over again.

There’s something a bit wrong with how horny this sequel feels, and I mean that in a good way and a bad way at the same time. The story drops you into this family mess where everyone is way too beautiful for it to be legal in most countries, and the game just acts like that’s normal. You play as the guy in the middle of it, walking around a house that feels like it was built only so huge tits and big asses could have enough room to bounce. You get the blonde with the fake innocent face and a tattoo peeking under her clothes, and then a brunette who looks like she’s constantly judging you but still letting you look. The incest angle isn’t even pretending to hide; the writing kind of tiptoes around the words, but the camera doesn’t. When the protagonist stares at a relative’s chest for that half second too long and the game pauses on it, you can feel exactly what the dev wants you to feel: “yeah, you’re fucked, and you like it.” I kept telling myself I was here to “study character design,” but the way the camera crawls up the blonde’s thighs, stopping right at the edge of the panties, is pure porn logic.

What surprised me more is how the pacing keeps switching between emotional “we are lost” drama and “let’s see how far this guy will go with his own blood.” One scene starts with some serious talk in the kitchen about trust or whatever, and five clicks later you are following her to the bathroom, staring at her ass in that tight skirt like it’s the only thing that exists. There is this one moment where the brunette bends over the couch to pick something up and the protagonist just freezes, and you get this close shot of her ass and the faint tattoo line on her lower back. The game stays there a bit too long, just silent, like it’s waiting to see if you’ll feel guilty. I didn’t. What I did notice though is the sound design is oddly dry. No music in some scenes, only tiny cloth rustles and room noise, and that actually makes it feel more like you’re peeking at something you’re not supposed to watch. But then sometimes there is this generic soft background track like from a free YouTube library, looping weirdly, and it breaks the mood in the worst possible second, right when a hand slides under a shirt. I kept thinking about this instead of the sex scene. It annoyed me every time and I still don’t know why the dev picked that exact track, and I’m not going to get over it.

As a design student, I like how the choices pretend to matter more than they do. You pick between being respectful or pervy, but both paths slowly drag you to the same place: you, the guy, getting more and more comfortable crossing lines with your own family. Some dialog is actually nice, the blonde joking about how “you always stare,” but right after that you get this stiff, unnatural line that sounds like Google Translate on a bad day. The 3D models are honestly hot, even if sometimes their eyes feel dead and the smiles look a bit off, especially on the brunette when she’s trying to look tender. That uncanny almost-kiss expression pulled me right out of the mood. Then again, when she is on the bed, hair spread out and the camera low, focusing on her tits pushed together, I stopped caring about her face completely. The incest tension is constant. Every hallway walk, every late-night scene in the living room, every “accidental” touch has this sexual charge that would make a therapist rich. At one point, you pass by a slightly open door and see the blonde inside, changing clothes. You can walk away like a good person or stand there like a creep. Of course the game rewards the creep. I kind of hate that, but also, that’s the point here. It feels dirty in a very direct way, not playful, not ironic. Just you, a guy, stuck in a house with big tits, big asses, and no real reason not to fuck up your whole family if you click the wrong/right option.

The second installment of MatureMaple throws you right into the gritty chaos of the Maple Street Community Centre, where the air is thick with tension and unspoken desires. Here, three women - Mrs. Baritone, Mrs. Douche, and Mrs. Wang Nu - find themselves caught in the middle of an audacious artist’s casting session. The artist is filming in hopes of creating a personalized version of himself through his subjects, capturing every provocative detail in animated form. Mrs. Wang Nu, brash and uninhibited, catalyzes this heated adventure, her sharp wit and inviting curves pulling you deeper into the twisted game unfolding. The setting crackles with black humor and edgy animation style, mixing blonde and redhead charms with a freshly shaved twist that keeps things anything but predictable. As the story unfolds, tensions rise and boundaries blur; the casting becomes less about art and more about desire, dominance, and messy human connection. Humor slices through the explicit scenes, giving pace to the seductive madness and letting your curiosity drag you further into the community centre’s secret world. Get ready to unravel the artist’s obsession and the women’s subversive games, where every glance, every touch, might change everything you thought you knew about pleasure and power. If you crave a story thick with adult tension, hilarious jabs, and animated naughtiness that refuses to hold back, Mrs. Wang Nu and company are waiting backstage to pull you under their spell.

Her brother’s wild obsession with Sonika’s Queen spirals out of control, leading him to try anything to possess her. Caught in this twisted battle, Sonika must step up and find a way to halt her brother’s madness.

The lines blur dangerously as Sonika risks being drawn into the intense, erotic orgy unfolding before her eyes. She’s not only fighting to protect her Queen but also battling temptation and impossible decisions.

Your choices guide Sonika through this provocative journey, determining whether she succumbs or conquers. The game blends fantasy elements with steamy encounters featuring powerful women and dangerous desires.

Can she resist the wild pull of the orgy and stop her brother before everything falls apart? Prepare for an unpredictable, immersive experience where every choice leads to new, risqué outcomes.

Kasumi here looks like she wandered out of some slightly bootleg Dead or Alive universe and just kinda forgot to put her clothes on. Or maybe she remembered, but the game doesn’t really care, because the whole point is you peeling that last bit of modesty off her like a lazy onion. It’s straight-up dress‑up stripped down to the horny core: click, drag, swap outfits, and then, yeah, eventually ditch the outfits completely and go full “I’m here only for naked Kasumi with a toy.” The interface is simple as hell, like something you’d see in some old Flash dress‑up site you found in a shady tab after searching “anime girl clothes.” But it works, which is kinda funny, because everything else feels like it shouldn’t.

The fun part is how much personality you end up projecting onto her when the game itself doesn’t give her any. She just stands there, doing that classic anime idle pose, like she’s pretending not to notice you picking outfits that make no sense together. Hoodie and stockings with combat boots and then, screw it, no panties? Sure. Bikini top with schoolgirl skirt and then rip the top off and stare at her for a bit too long while pretending you’re “testing options”? Yeah, same. The game lets you be sloppy and horny at the same time, which is kinda nice. There’s this one moment that hit me: I had her in this tight little outfit, all covered up, and then in two clicks she’s completely naked, vibrator in hand, like the middle step of “maybe I’ll keep her classy” never even happened. Zero build‑up, just hard cut from “kinda cute” to “ok, you’re putting that toy inside her now.” Felt dirty in that lazy browser‑tab way, where you’re also checking Discord and Spotify and somehow pretending you’re multitasking.

And that purple vibrator, holy hell, it’s like the second main character. It doesn’t talk, obviously, but it might as well. The game basically goes, “clothes, clothes, clothes, anyway here’s the thing you really came for.” You slide it in and there’s this quiet little shift in how you look at her, like she went from cosplay figure to “I am actively fucking this anime girl right now.” No big cutscene, no story, just a quick visual jump that hits harder than some long setups. I kinda wish she reacted more, maybe changed pose or gave you some subtle expression, but also… that silent doll vibe has its own messed up charm. It’s janky, a bit too simple, sometimes you misclick an item and it pops off her in a way that looks goofy instead of sexy, and the color of that toy is weirdly distracting, like, why purple, man. Still, there’s something about having this iconic‑looking Kasumi clone, stripped bare with that toy buried in her pussy, while the rest of the screen is just plain and boring, that makes the whole thing feel more filthy than it really is. Like catching porn in a hidden tab during a Zoom call.

You find yourself face-to-face with a sultry young brunette, ready and willing to explore every inch of your desire. Watch as she strokes and caresses your length, skillfully licking and sucking with insatiable appetite before engulfing you entirely. Your fingers command her rhythm through simple action buttons aligned on the right side of your screen, each press guiding her deeper, harder. Through a close POV perspective, every lick and gulp feels immersive and intensely erotic, bringing you closer to the explosive moment. Her mouth wraps around you, lips sliding with wet heat while her tongue teases and swirls, pushing deeper with every motion to satisfy your craving. Don’t expect just light teasing – this brunette teenager knows how to escalate, moving from soft strokes to full-on unsparing deepthroat mastery. As you reach the peak, she maintains her grip, taking every surge of your release with wet heat, making the cumshot last longer and feel more intense. Take advantage of easy-to-use controls on your right side, giving you full command over how fast or slow she moves, how deep she takes you, and when the final climax hits. The raw hentai visuals paired with detailed blowjob mechanics and close-up POV make for a torrid experience you won’t soon forget. Command the eager teen brunette by mastering the controls on your right, riding the wave of passion as she takes you deeper and deeper until your wild release.

Dirty little war story, that is what this feels like. You’re this guy, Hidu, ex-soldier, merc now, and the world doesn’t give a shit whether you survive or not. City is rotten from top to bottom, nobles throwing money and bodies around like it’s Tinder Gold, and under that there is this whole mess of beastfolk, horny cult types with horns everywhere, and a lot of asses that probably shouldn’t be as fuckable as they are. It reads like somebody mashed a grim fantasy novel with Pornhub search history and forgot to clean their browser after. Text hits you first, quite a lot of it, more like sexting with a crazy ex who also knows how to worldbuild. Then the illustrations pop in and you go “oh, ok, that fox girl actually has ridiculous tits” and you lose the thread of the political intrigue for a second.

Controls are simple, choices on the screen, you poke around like in a sandbox, only instead of Minecraft blocks you’re rearranging who gets tied up and who gets fucked. Sometimes you walk around the port, visit some shady bar, try to act like you care about missing enforcers, and suddenly you’re balls deep in a chained-up futa wolf who could probably break your spine if you slip the tongue wrong. There is this one scene in a warehouse, I swear, where I meant to just interrogate a captured spy. I picked the rough option, thinking “ok, light intimidation,” and five clicks later I’m slapping this curvy catgirl’s ass, collar around her throat, making her beg to take it in the ass too. The game lets you slide from “I’m a professional mercenary” to “I’m the daddy you hate to love” without really putting a line there. Felt a bit like when some guy in my cam chat tips extra and suddenly the roleplay gets darker than I planned, but I kinda enjoy it anyway.

I like that Hidu is not written as some awkward virgin fantasy loser. He knows what he wants, he can be a real bastard, but not always. You pick if you break someone or tease them, and sometimes the text hits this nice brutal honesty like, “yeah, he’s doing it because it turns him on, not because it’s noble.” Kind of refreshing. But then, once or twice, the game acts like you had some huge character arc and I was like, when? I just spent ten scenes railing a goat-horned futa in every hole she has and calling her my pet, don’t pretend I’m suddenly noble hero. And there is a tiny thing that annoyed me: the text boxes sometimes scroll at weird moments, cutting a sentence where I really wanted to sit with it, like right when it describes sliding into a tight ass or when she finally stops fighting the rope and melts. It’s small, but my brain fixates on that more than on who is killing all those enforcers. Plot is there, sure, war, gangs, some big storm coming, whatever. I kept getting distracted by whether the next scene would let me stuff both pussy and ass in the same chain of choices or if I had to pick. Also, furry stuff: if animal ears and tails make you wet, you’re going to be happy, the game doesn’t treat them as a joke. Some of these girls, and a couple of those futa “girls”, are absolute meat. Thighs like they could crush your skull, tits that probably break armor, and you topping them anyway, choking them out gently or not so gently, reading the lines and thinking “yeah, this writer has seen some dark Pornhub categories too.” And then out of nowhere, there is like three paragraphs about the city smell and the broken cobblestone and merc guild politics and I found myself skimming, then feeling guilty because actually it’s pretty decent, then immediately skipping again when the next anal scene appeared. I’m not proud. Actually I am. Whatever.

Whole world gone to shit, cities eaten by zombies, and what you get is not some heroic soldier fantasy, but a fucked up little family bunker where everyone is too close, too horny, and way too bored. The game throws you in as the male MC, stuck with your “relatives” in a half-ruined safehouse, watching the world rot from the windows while you juggle food, ammo, and the fact that every woman under that roof keeps walking around in underwear like it’s a normal thing. It starts kind of slow, like a messy point and click management sim: you check supplies, patch walls, send people out to scavenge. At first it feels almost normal, like one of those survival browser games you’d run in a second tab while pretending to work on Slack. Then it begins to twist. The longer you play, the more you notice how often the camera lingers on curves, on that milf’s big ass squeezed into tight shorts when she climbs a ladder, or how your “sister” stretches on the couch while the radio talks about the end of humanity. The horror part is not just zombies scratching at the door, it’s the fact that you start to like the tension.

What really got me hooked is how the corruption doesn’t slam into your face from the first click. It drips. You choose who goes on patrol with you, who showers when, who sleeps where. Little “innocent” choices, yeah? Until one night you peek through a cracked door and she’s masturbating in the dark, trying to be quiet so nobody wakes up, and you get a voyeur scene that actually feels earned. Another run, you push more, tease more, and you end up “accidentally” groping her in a cramped storage room when you both reach for the same box. Suddenly her shirt rides up, your hand stays on her big tits a second too long, and the game just lets that silence breathe. You know that porn game moment when you click once and everything jumps from 0 to full gangbang? This is not that. Here you grind affection, trust, and straight up manipulation like XP. You decide if you want to be protective or a sneaky bastard, if you share rations as reward for oral sex, if you let her go outside wearing almost nothing, turning scavenging runs into walking exhibitionism while zombies groan in the background. There is group sex if you push the corruption hard enough, and some nasty netorare edges too, where you can watch someone else touch “your” woman, and the game just sits with that feeling instead of trying to comfort you. Half the time I was aroused, half the time I was uncomfortable, and weirdly, that’s why it works. It’s rough, a bit clunky, UI looks like it escaped from a porn site in 2012, and I still kept a tab open in Chrome all week, min-maxing food and morality while the family slowly forgot what real society was and started using each other to stay sane. Or insane. Whatever. Just remember: in this wasteland, survival is numbers, sex is a resource, and privacy is completely dead.

Her pink hair spills wildly as you press your fingers deep inside her tight, dripping pussy, slowly peeling away her clothes to expose every inch of her heated skin.

You start teasing her with gentle strokes, feeling her shudder under your touch before plunging deeper. Her breath quickens, eyes locked on yours as desire builds between you.

Sliding off the last piece of clothing, you take in the full sight of her flushed skin and swollen folds.

Without hesitation, you position yourself behind her, pressing your hard cock against her warm, inviting entrance.

The rhythm grows rougher, faster, her moans mixing with the slap of skin on skin in the dim light of the tavern.

Finally, you lose control, spilling your hot load across her perfect ass cheeks, marking her with your passion.

This isn’t just a quick encounter - it’s a fiery quest of lust and domination, a fantasy come alive in a shadowy tavern.