Your favoririte fun blondie is back - meet Charlie in new parody game. And this time it will be a story about"Austin Penis" - you may very likely heard about this secret agent (heard about secret - ha ha!) And looks like he eventually has found his match being both sexy and jokey! All that you will need to do in this game is to enjoy humoroys animations and perform sexual minigames from time to time - just choose one of three options in the important points of the story and click your mouse button to perform one or another activity! And don't worry - after the mingame is finished you can either move forward on the story or take a step back and try to opt for another options... or the same one if you loved what had been happening! For more sexy parodies starring Charlie just visit our website!

New month - new doll! This is the motto of Holio University anime porn game series. And it works just as it says. This time we will meet awesome dark-haired Kiki Cockahari who happens to be a cheerleader also! And who can be more whorish than cheerleaders in a world of flash games? In the beginning you will see doll's bio where you can find out her dearest leisure activities, her turns on and off. Try to remeber it because it will be very useful for you afterwards in the game where you will need to achive as much points of her interest in you as possible if you plan to get laid with her in the end. And don't forget about Elsie - she can help you at any time. And don't forget to check our website for more hot and whorish women from the university dorm!

Rush description during subway, sorry if my english go weird.

This one throws you right into that quiet, uncomfortable space at home after a funeral, but then slowly turns it into something way more fucked up and horny than it has any right to be. You’re Saigo, the older brother, stuck in a tiny apartment with Hana who used to be lively, now she’s like a doll that talks. Her face is empty, eyes kinda dead, but she still says pervy stuff with flat voice and it messes with your head. Game doesn’t even pretend to be normal romance for long. It starts with “care,” then it becomes “how far can I push my sister while telling myself it’s therapy.”

There’s no choices, it just moves, one scene into another, and you just sit there on your phone like an idiot on the bus watching your own character cross line after line. It starts with harmless touching, “checking her temperature” while she lies on the bed in her school uniform, shirt just a bit open, bra visible. You tell yourself it’s nothing, but then your hand stays too long on her chest and the text says her nipple is hard under the fabric. She doesn’t react, no blush, no cute anime squeal. Just “Is this necessary, onii-chan?” in that blank expression, and it’s somehow nastier than normal moaning. Later she’s in her classroom, sitting by the window, and you get a flashback of when you first noticed her tits got huge in middle school. That scene lingers way too long on how her blouse buttons are fighting for their life. Four screens of text only about the way the fabric hugs her big ass when she leans forward. I actually missed my stop once because of that stupid button tension.

The sex escalates like a slow boil. There’s this one scene in the bathroom where she’s brushing her teeth and you come in behind her, and the camera just stays on the foam around her lips while she stares at her reflection. You touch her hips, and she doesn’t move away, and somehow that’s hotter than if she jumped on you. When you finally get her to wrap those soft hands around your dick, she keeps this weird monotone commentary like “The hardness is increasing” while pumping you, no emotion, drool shining on her chin. The first blowjob is wild because she goes from robotic to full ahegao in about three lines, tongue out, eyes rolled, tears at the corners, like her brain just flipped a switch. You cum on her face and she calmly asks if this is part of the “treatment plan.” That line killed me and turned me on at same time. And the creampie scenes later, on her bed with the old photo of your dead mom on the nightstand looking right at you, are just wrong in the exactly right way. She wraps her legs around you, huge boobs bouncing, pussy soaking, and only then you notice at the very bottom of the screen there’s a tiny text note about her still wearing her school socks. I don’t know why that detail hit harder than the whole harem side thing with the other girls at school, including that scene where you eat her out behind the gym while your so-called “girlfriend” is waiting on LINE. The cheating angle barely gets called out, which somehow makes it filthier. It’s like the game assumes you already accepted you’re trash, so it doesn’t bother to judge you. Or maybe it does and I just pretended not to see it.

The first time I logged into this thing, I didn’t even care about the classes or whatever plot it pretends to have - the way the avatars breathe, the tiny tremor in their lips before a kiss, that’s what got me. It’s like the devs poured all their soul into making skin look touchable. There’s this one girl in a half-armored cosplay outfit, silver hair glowing like some digital eclipse, and when she leans close, her breath fogs your screen. Maybe I imagined that, but hell, it felt real. The sci-fi cities behind her hum like they’re alive, something between a nightclub and a dream you shouldn’t be having. The game doesn’t shout about its mechanics, but when you figure out how to sync movement and body sensors, it’s almost too much - like your nerves are being rewritten to crave every vibration.

Sometimes the story pretends to be about mystery - a missing player, a corrupted zone - but nobody’s really fooling anyone. The real puzzle is how long you can last before giving in to pure heat. The VR immersion slips between sweet and filthy faster than your mind can keep up; one moment you’re chatting with a student NPC about history, next she’s on her knees, glasses sliding down, eyes wide like she’s learning anatomy for the first time. There’s group stuff too, awkward at first until it’s not. Someone mentioned modders replaced the background drones with moaning echoes; I laughed until it happened in my session and I swear it made everything feel more chaotic and alive. The music, though? Too clean. Needs something grittier, maybe a heartbeat instead of these sterile synths.

I still can’t get over the fact that clothing physics act like they’ve got personalities - skirts that refuse to stay where they should, latex that remembers your touch. You can taste the future here, but it’s messy and dripping and maybe a bit too honest. Every time I log out, reality feels thinner, like a veil that won’t settle right.