Over the past few years, online mini games featuring two sexy furry Dalmatian figures immersed in raw, adult-themed interactions. A particularly popular example is the infamous 'Enjoy Short Mini Game Where Two Furry Dalmatians Having Oral Sex', or just 'Furry Blowjob' for short.

In this titillating title, you control the male Dalmatian as he navigates an intense session of oral pleasure shared between two furry Dalmatian characters. You take on the challenge of controlling the male’s every action to bring the female Dalmatian to ecstasy.

Players must perform a sequence of deliberate actions, each more intense than the last, aiming for perfection. As you complete each step, the heat between the two Dalmatians rises, pushing the experience toward an unforgettable crescendo. The game’s vivid animation and tactile interface make every moment feel alive and charged with lust.

Those who enjoy erotic furry fantasies will find this game’s blend of sensuality and gameplay irresistible. Step up, embrace the thrill, and guide your character through every delicious motion. Keep at it, and the payoff will be a wild, unforgettable climax worth every second.

Faith and Christian used to be young and deeply in love. But things changed when Christian began dedicating increasing hours to gaming, leaving Faith's wants and needs overlooked. Today is one of those critical days, the day of childbirth, when Faith anxiously waits, longing for Christian to return early and share this moment, yet once again, Christian is caught up elsewhere, neglecting her. At this crossroads, their bond is on the edge of falling apart, with the future of their relationship uncertain, ready to heal or break completely. It’s your decisions that will decide whether they find their way back to each other or drift apart. Can you guide Christian to finally put Faith first and save what’s left? Step into their world and feel every tension, every hope, every heartbreak as you play.

The first thing I noticed was how slow it loads in Chrome compared to Firefox, which is weird, because other VN players always recommend Chrome. But after waiting through that blank white flicker, the title just appears, no fancy menu, and it sort of fits - like someone coded the whole thing in one long night with half a plan and a hard-on. The writing swings between absurdly corny dialogue and tense, breathy pauses that actually made me lean forward. Erza’s route hit harder than I expected; the engine stutters a bit when the transition hits from teasing to naked skin, as if the code itself got flustered. At one point Mirajane just stares at the camera, half-undressed, saying nothing, and it’s unsettling but kind of erotic? My mouse double clicked because I didn’t know whether to keep going or stop and breathe.

There’s too much sound compression, though - headphones exaggerate that low moan into something that buzzes in your skull. I liked the way the text box shakes when you make a rougher choice; you can practically feel the humiliation radiate off the screen, and maybe I’m reading too much into it, but that’s the first time I’ve ever felt genuine shame synced with a save file. The whole guild concept keeps drifting around, promising missions, quests, whatever, but it really just becomes an excuse for swapping scenes of control and surrender, of bodies framed like code samples gone wrong. I wanted to click “Settings” to adjust volume, but instead stumbled into an exhibitionism scene that started before I could move. And it’s messy, nerve-pinching messy - some sprite layer got stuck, half-transparent, hovering over Lucy’s face mid-fellatio, and for once, the glitch worked. Like voyeurism baked into the source.

Mobile version? Don’t even bother - touch controls feel like punishment. Still, there’s something raw in how it refuses to clean itself up. It’s not the kind of polish you expect. It’s more like intimacy leaking through bad optimization. Or maybe that’s me making excuses. I tried capturing a screenshot for a forum thread, but my phone overheated, and now whenever I unlock the screen, I swear I still see Mirajane’s smirk fading into white.

Here’s the tale of a guy with his sights set on becoming the next big name in literature. Yet, he’s trapped by a massive hurdle: deadlines slip through his fingers. His bank account is draining fast, making things worse. With every second lost, the stress grows.

Still, there’s a glimmer of light. He chases muses wherever they might appear, grabbing inspiration any chance he gets. At the heart of his fantasies is the irresistible receptionist at his workplace. Their stolen looks and quiet touches tease his mind and body.

On the flip side, the local sex shop’s curvy owner has an intriguing pull too. Her energy is raw and unfiltered, promising wild experiences. Will he keep his focus or give in completely?

Step into the shoes of this driven dreamer balancing fevered desire and ambition, you need to navigate a maze of decisions defining his future. The lines between work and pleasure blur with every bold move you make

Jump into this raw, unfiltered story where burning desires spark fiery chapters. Are you ready to master the balancing act between sensual indulgence and relentless pursuit of greatness?.

Visualize Jackie Chan getting wild with Batman in a intense encounter that shatters every expectation. Or envision Chuck Norris on his knees, giving Godzilla a blowjob so primal it could set the screen ablaze. This isn’t just some fantasy - it’s an wild playground where the boundaries of your film-inspired lust explode into raw, dripping reality.

Here, you won’t just watch stars; you’ll become part of their twisted sessions - where rough sex meets celebrity obsession, and oral pleasures rule. The game doesn’t hold back, plunging you into scenes filled with drenched bodies, pulsing with energy as your favorite – and not so favorite – film icons get down and dirty without a single filter.

The cast is a forbidden cocktail of potential A-listers, monstrous creatures, and action heroes who’ve traded their scripts for unrestrained carnal chaos. Forget red carpets and press junkets - here, it's all about sweaty bodies, desperate moans, and the relentless pursuit of pleasure that goes beyond any movie plot you’ve ever seen. When Jackie’s fists are busy elsewhere, his hands and mouth explore every inch of Batman’s muscular frame. Meanwhile, Chuck’s legendary toughness melts away under Godzilla’s titanic presence, spitting vicious lustbite after lustbite.

Dildo play weaves seamlessly into the narrative like a secret weapon, teasing open reluctant mouths and tight, eager holes alike. Oral sex scenes stretch and bend time, each head bobbing, each lick drawing you further into this feverish world of insatiable desire. Rough sex is the language spoken here – brutal, passionate, utterly unrelenting. It’s a gritty, filthy celebration of bodies colliding and sin spilling out with every thrust, grind, and gasp.

Whether you crave the chaotic clash of heroes or the monstrous dominance of Godzilla’s massive girth, this game tosses you straight into the middle of a dark cinema where everything’s turned sideways, and nothing is safe from primal urge. You’re not a mere observer - you’re drawn in, tangled up in limbs and fantasies, compelled to make your own moves in this twisted orgy of legends and beasts.

It’s more than just a video or a dream; it’s a explicit, eye-popping experience begging for your touch, your control, your insatiable hunger. So, stop hesitating - your turn is waiting, ready to unleash in a torrent of lust, power, and filthy secrets behind the camera.

Plunge deeply into a realm where movie stars shed their masks and inhibitions, where every scene pulses with erotic tension, and where your darkest fantasies become their loudest cries.

It's long past quitting time, yet the building pulses with a different kind of energy. Angela, the hot and confident secretary, lingers as the office empties out. Each guy around can barely contain how badly they want to get their hands on her.

The hum of electronics mixes with unspoken promises as the night deepens. With every stretch and subtle movement, her sexy form commands attention, driving men wild. That confident smile and sultry gaze make fingers twitch and hearts race.

What starts as stolen looks shifts quickly into bold advances. Sex toys hidden in drawers come alive, adding new thrills to the growing frenzy. The night blurs into a tangle of limbs and gasps as group desires explode without restraint.

Pride and professionalism slip aside, replaced by the primal urge coursing through everyone present. The thrill of being wanted by so many drives her deeper into decadent abandon.

Embrace the night’s insatiable hunger and become part of Angela’s sharp-edged seduction. Give in to temptation, ignite raw passion, and lose yourself in an unforgettable dirty game.

How far will you go when the real work begins?

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It's long past quitting time, yet the building pulses with a different kind of energy. Angela, the hot and confident secretary, lingers as the office empties out. Each guy around can barely contain how badly they want to get their hands on her.

The hum of electronics mixes with unspoken promises as the night deepens. With every stretch and subtle movement, her sexy form commands attention, driving men wild. That confident smile and sultry gaze make fingers twitch and hearts race.

What starts as stolen looks shifts quickly into bold advances. Sex toys hidden in drawers come alive, adding new thrills to the growing frenzy. The night blurs into a tangle of limbs and gasps as group desires explode without restraint.

Pride and professionalism slip aside, replaced by the primal urge coursing through everyone present. The thrill of being wanted by so many drives her deeper into decadent abandon.

Embrace the night’s insatiable hunger and become part of Angela’s sharp-edged seduction. Give in to temptation, ignite raw passion, and lose yourself in an unforgettable dirty game.

How far will you go when the real work begins?

This Scooby-Doo parody hits different when you realize they actually made Fred watch from the corner. The gang's got this new guy who's basically speedrunning corruption routes faster than you can say "jinkies," and honestly? The outfits are what got me first - Velma's sweater gets progressively tighter each scene until it's basically painted on, while Daphne's whole wardrobe screams "I'm definitely not the innocent one anymore." But then the writing kicks in and suddenly you're watching Fred get absolutely demolished emotionally while this newcomer just... takes over everything. The animation style works surprisingly well for what they're going for, though I kept getting distracted by how Velma's glasses somehow stay perfectly positioned during the most ridiculous situations. Like, physics much?

The sandbox elements let you corrupt at your own pace, which sounds great until you realize there's actually optimal paths and you've been doing everything wrong for hours. Mystery-solving takes a backseat to mystery-creating, if you catch my drift. Daphne's scenes escalate way faster than Velma's, but that might just be because redheads are apparently easier targets in this universe. The group dynamics get wild when everyone's involved - there's this one sequence where the van is literally rocking and Fred's just standing outside looking confused. Poor guy never saw it coming. The dialogue tries too hard to be funny sometimes, throwing in "zoinks" every other sentence like we forgot what show this is parodying. But when the corruption really kicks in and the girls start suggesting their own "investigations," the writing actually gets pretty clever about subverting expectations.

What really sells it though is how they handle the trainer aspects - you're not just clicking through scenes, you're actively choosing who gets corrupted how and watching the ripple effects. The netorare elements aren't subtle at all, which honestly works better than trying to be coy about it. Fred's reactions range from oblivious to devastated, and watching that progression while Velma discovers she likes being watched is genuinely hot. Just don't expect any mystery-solving by the end.

This thing starts in the school therapist office and it feels exactly like when you get caught watching porn in class and pretend it was “just a meme”. The guy is sitting there, still salty after a teacher made him look like a total idiot in front of everyone, and you can almost smell that mix of shame and rage. From there it just slowly turns into this messy revenge fantasy where every girl around him is either a target, a comfort, or a fucking landmine. It’s not elegant, it’s not subtle, and I kinda loved that. One click you’re calmly asking “how was your day?”, next click you’re pushing a hand under the desk and seeing if she’ll jerk you off while pretending to check your homework. The game is that type of horny, zero to sixty, and then suddenly back to “so, how are your grades?”.

What surprised me is how much it made me feel like some creepy cameraman in my own head. I collect animated gifs for years already, and this thing is like a neverending hunt for the perfect frame. The animated scenes are short, sometimes janky, but when that shy classmate bends over the desk and you catch that one loop where her big tits press against the wood and her ass shakes just a little too much, it’s instant “save to Gallery” moment. I literally paused the game, opened ScreenToGif, and sat there trimming a 2‑second loop of a titfuck like it was some art project. Same with the mom in the kitchen, wearing that half-assed cosplay apron that shows more cleavage than cloth, idly stroking his cock with her foot while she pretends to talk about dinner. The toe curl animation is not even smooth, but it’s burned into my brain. And yeah, they really go for that whole “family under one roof but everyone is way too horny” thing. Twins sneaking into his room, mom “checking on him” while he’s fapping, that kind of wrong that your VPN cries about.

The point & click stuff jumps from cute romance to straight up corruption so fast it feels like the protagonist doesn’t even know what line he’s crossing anymore. One scene he’s just peeking through a keyhole to watch a teacher masturbate with a sex toy, trying not to breathe too loud, and the next time you meet her he’s blackmailing her with that exact moment, pushing her to suck his dick in her office while students walk past the door. I liked that, then suddenly hated it, then went back to clicking like a degenerate. There’s this wild sleep sex sequence with one of the girls where you keep testing how far you can go while she “sleeps” and the game lets you drag your hand from innocent thigh touches up to full anal teasing and you sit there thinking “okay, this is too much” while also checking if there’s a secret climax animation hidden at the end. There are romantic bits too, like awkward dates at school and soft kissing under the stairs, but I mostly remember the stupid little things: the way her panties slide to her ankle during a rushed toilet stall blowjob, that one anal scene where her expression flickers between pain and pleasure for half a second, or the moment your milf therapist straddles you on her couch and you realize this office was never about mental health. I kinda wish the sandbox parts were less grindy, I kinda wish the incest stuff was even more unhinged, I kinda wish nothing changed at all. This game feels like browsing a secret porn folder someone forgot to organize, but every file is clickable and wants to ruin your life.

Bolsdip sounds like the kind of town where nothing happens, but then you walk around for five minutes and suddenly you are watching your hot neighbor masturbate through a half open curtain and pretending this is “part of the investigation”. You play this young detective who comes back home carrying big city attitude, small town trauma, and a dick that keeps voting against professional ethics. On the surface it is this classic mystery thing: weird disappearances, rumors about supernatural shit, people keeping secrets. But the game quietly keeps shifting everything into sex. Every clue, every locked door, every awkward chat in the college hallway somehow slides toward blackmail, seduction, or some fucked up mix of both where you are not sure if you are saving them or corrupting them further. It feels less like solving cases and more like peeling clothes off reality, one layer at a time.

The way it plays is relaxed and a bit messy in a good way. You click around town, poke at objects, wait for certain times of day, and different scenes unlock depending on what you already screwed up or screwed. One run I spent ages orbiting the local professor, this classy-looking woman who talks like she teaches ethics but dresses like she cosplays her own students’ fantasies. Conversation with her starts academic, about motives and perception and all that, then suddenly she is pressing you against her office desk, whispering about “research” while her hand slides down your pants. It’s not just “sex scene, reward, next”. She keeps referencing previous choices, teasing you for hesitating when she first offered to “help you relax”, and if you push back she flips into this cool femdom mode, sitting on her chair and making you kneel between her legs while she explains moral philosophy like it’s foreplay. I wish the transitions between normal talk and horny talk were less abrupt sometimes, but at the same time that abruptness kind of feels right, like how real desire cuts into small talk without asking.

Next door is the milf who looks way too perfect for this shitty little town. She bakes, she smiles, she leans over in yoga pants in a way that absolutely counts as exhibitionism. She acts all caring, nostalgic about when you were younger, but the camera angle really cares only about her tits and her ass. You end up in these situations where you “help” her carry boxes, fix some minor thing in her house, and the reward rapidly goes from a hug to her guiding your head between her legs on the living room couch while some boring TV show is on in the background. There is this one scene where she pretends to be half asleep on the sofa and you are standing there, watching her nipples harden under the shirt, and the game lets you choose whether to be a good guy or quietly slide your hand under the fabric. It feels dirty in a very aware way, like the game is staring right into that part of your brain that always wonders what you would really do if nobody judged you. And then, when you think you have the pattern, the game throws that hidden baocat thing at you, so suddenly you are clicking around locations looking for a ridiculous little mascot that unlocks some extra lewd toy or secret animation. It is silly, breaks the mood, makes you grin, and somehow also makes the next blowjob scene feel more earned, because you hunted a stupid cat for it. The whole thing ends up like a horny detective diary: a slow burn of mysteries, voyeur moments, guilt-flavored orgasms, and the constant sense that Bolsdip itself is getting wetter and weirder the deeper you push.