Lara looks like she’s walked straight out of the older Tomb Raider games, all smug and sure of herself, tight top, short shorts, that stupid little smirk that says “I’m in control.” Yeah, not here. Here she’s lost in the jungle, wet from the rain, mud on her legs, breathing a bit faster than she wants to show, and you come in like some fake hero with a hard-on and a bullshit story. The whole thing feels twisted in a pretty hot way, because the game really leans into the humiliation. You’re not some romantic guy. You basically gaslight her and sweet talk her at the same time, telling her it’s “for her own good,” that you need to check her body for injuries, that she should undress, that she should “relax her muscles” while your cock is already pushing inside her. It’s fucked, it’s dirty, and they know exactly what they’re doing.

The best part is that slow build where she still tries to act like the famous archeologist, trying to keep dignity while you just push her deeper into this mess. One moment she’s arguing with you, saying it’s not necessary, that she’s fine, and the next moment you’ve got her pinned against a tree and her tits are out, nipples hard and bouncing with every rough thrust. There’s this little pause when you start fucking her from behind, and she looks back with that confused, half-angry, half-turned-on face, and you realize the game is really about that exact expression. She keeps talking like she hates you, but her body is already giving up. The moans start slipping between the insults, her legs start to shake a little, ass pushing back on your cock even as she mutters that this is wrong. That shift, from proud Lara Croft to your personal cum dump in a jungle clearing, is way more satisfying than it should be. And kind of disturbing if you think too much, so yeah, don’t.

Then there’s the whole condom trick. Game just straight tells you your real goal is to fuck her raw and fill her. It’s not about “have sex with Lara,” it’s “knock Lara the fuck up without her noticing.” You roll the condom on, thrust into that tight pussy, and the whole time you’re looking for the right moment to pull it off. You feel like an absolute bastard, and the game clearly enjoys making you one. She’s riding you, bouncing on your cock, sweat and mud on her skin, hair sticking to her face, and you’re trying to time it, sliding the rubber off while she’s too busy moaning and grabbing your shoulders. The dirty talk doesn’t help; she starts begging you not to cum inside her, which just makes it hotter when you finally slam her down, hold her hips, and blow a thick load deep into her unprotected pussy. The creampie is messy, you see it leaking out around your shaft, and she’s panting, clueless that you just bred her on purpose. They even tease that she’ll walk away later, still thinking she “escaped” with her honor, while your cum sits warm in her womb, doing exactly what you wanted. Kind of like those porn memes where the bad ending is actually the best part. It’s cruel, it’s cheap, it’s kinda trashy. I kept telling myself “ok, this is too much” while still going for another round just to watch that cock disappear in her ass and pussy again and again.

Porn Bastards throws you into a twisted playground where your favorite characters become nothing more than easy fuck toys, bred hard and bare in every filthy crevice. If you've ever fantasized about seeing that seductive brunette witch turned into a filthy plaything, this series is tailor-made for your wildest perversions.

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Satomi looks like the last girl who would let you bend her over a library table. Tiny cardigan, glasses, that shy “please don’t talk to me” vibe while she puts books back in perfect order. The kind of girl who blushes if you say “good morning” too loud. And of course you don’t give a shit about the books today, you’re just pretending to study while actually watching how her boobs press against the counter every time she leans forward. She’s got that soft, heavy chest that doesn’t fit the rest of her small body at all, like her tits loaded the DLC and the rest of her is still on base game. Every time she reaches for a higher shelf you catch this little flash of skin above the bra and you’re like, ok, fuck math, I’m majoring in Satomi right now.

The whole thing plays like a quick and dirty library fantasy someone wrote after failing their exam and blaming the cute clerk. It’s not some huge epic story with ten routes and trauma backstories. You walk in, you tease her with your choices, you push her buttons until her “I’m a serious book girl” act starts to crack. Pick the wrong line and she gives you that cold, polite answer that makes your dick instantly feel stupid. Pick the right one and she starts fidgeting with her hair, eyes looking away, cheeks going pink, and you can just feel her getting wet while pretending she’s still focused on her job. The game really leans into the tension of quiet spaces. You know that moment when everything is super silent and even a whisper feels loud? Now mix that with you trying to talk a girl into letting you raw-dog her between dusty encyclopedias. Every click is that “are we really doing this?” feeling.

When you finally break her, it turns from cute librarian to full-on hentai logic in like two lines of dialogue. She’s pressed against the shelves, skirt rucked up, panties shoved aside, and suddenly this girl who was guarding books like a dragon is moaning while you pound her in the “serious study” aisle. Her tits bounce out of that modest top like they were just waiting for a reason. You get that angle where her glasses are a little crooked, mouth open, eyes watery, and she’s trying so hard not to be loud, which only makes her louder. The sex goes from shy to filthy fast. You’re grabbing her hips, slamming into her, and she’s begging you not to stop, not to pull out, not to leave her empty. There’s no bullshit censorship, you see her pussy stretched around you, strings of cum when you finally flood her. You finish deep inside her and she’s just standing there shaking, dripping on the library floor like that’s totally normal workplace behavior. Books all around, shelves slightly fucked up, her hair a mess, and you both know next time you “come to study” you’re not opening a single book. It feels wrong in exactly the way your horny brain wants: quick, messy, zero consequences, just a cute librarian getting creampied between geography and romance novels.

This thing feels like some horny fan with a cheap mic and too much free time decided to punish Dawn in the woods and accidentally hit something really hot in the sound. Visually it’s pretty simple, just that familiar blue-haired trainer getting wrecked after losing, but the audio is where my brain parked. The way her breath changes from that angry, “tch, I lost” kind of huff to those shaky little gasps when he pushes her down is what sold it for me. You hear leaves crunching under her knees, a little fabric rustle when he yanks her skirt up, that faint squeak like his belt buckle or zipper fighting him for a second. It’s not super clean, you can hear a bit of noise, but that’s exactly what makes it feel like a nasty forest sextape and not some sterile studio thing.

The doggystyle sequence is stupidly focused on rhythm. Whoever handled the loops really paid attention to how sex actually sounds when you’re panting and trying not to moan too loud. There’s this great moment where he starts slow and you hear that wet slide plus her trying to hold her voice, just these tiny whiny noises in her throat. Then he starts pounding and the slap sounds actually change, sharper when he hits hard, more muffled when his hips sink in deeper. Her moans go from annoyed and unwilling to that fucked-out, “I hate this but also I don’t” kind of tone that hentai always goes for. Sometimes it even clips a little, the volume peaks for half a second, and weirdly that makes it hotter because it feels like whoever recorded this didn’t care about perfection, they just cranked the gain so we could hear every filthy sound.

There’s also this guy in the background with a camera, and you can hear him just slightly, breathing and shifting, sometimes the soft click of the device like he’s zooming or adjusting. It’s not in your face, but if you’re the kind of pervert who replays the same five seconds like I did, you catch it. I wish they did more with the forest vibe though. There are faint bird sounds early on, then they kind of forget about the environment and it turns into almost a studio audio track. Missed chance. Imagine some distant Pidgey scream right when he shoots his load inside her, that would have been hilarious. Speaking of, the cumshot has that sticky finish sound, like one thick splurt then a few smaller ones, and her voice flips to this breathless whimper, half humiliation, half relief. It’s short, yeah, and it loops in a pretty crude way that made me open another tab to distract myself from the janky restart, but if you’ve got decent headphones and you’re into Dawn getting taken from behind like a broke little loser who paid her battle debt with her ass, there’s enough dirty detail in the soundscape to keep you rewinding the good parts and pretending you’re the bastard holding that camera.