Lust Island Chapter 3
A lone male figure wakes up amidst palm shadows, forced to navigate both nature's wrath and the delicate tension with his sibling. Despite sharing the same fate, emotional walls rise high as past disputes and conflicting wills clash relentlessly. As they battle hunger and nature's unpredictability, their interactions grow charged with frustration and reluctant dependence. The boundaries between hatred and desire blur, tempting them toward forbidden acts that promise both pleasure and destruction. The player's choices carve a path through this tangled web, determining whether trust will blossom or old wounds fester. Their evolving dynamic unfolds in vivid 3DCG animation, capturing every gasp, shiver, and moan in stunning detail. This provocative narrative invites players to navigate the fine line between familial ties and carnal craving, crafting a story that's as emotionally charged as it is erotically intense.
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👁 95
★★☆☆☆
Extra donk call Ep.3
This is the last episode of the Booty Call series. This one is taking place at Jakes funeral. Yes, like it or not, Jake is actually dead. There will be no more Booty Call games. Kev talks shit as usual, and some people speak about Jake.
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👁 95
★★★★★
Aeon’s Echo
Feast your eyes on Hentai artwork in the form of amazing 2D animations that are uncensored! With a wide diversity, going from MILFs to mischievous schoolgirls to offer, Heavy Metal Babes is sure to sate your kinkiest desires all. Get to know your companions inside and out by chatting with them throughout the story. What better thing to do than sexting and fucking?
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Play the #1 best sex game in the world. Why wait? It's free!
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👁 91.8K
★★★★★
Forbidden Dark Romance: My Bully's Mother Pilot Episode
Kid with fresh trauma, dead parents, and a brain full of horny daydreams gets invited to live with his own fantasy: the hot teacher with the perfect ass who always leans over the desk just a bit too far. On paper it sounds like a pity offer, right? “Stay with my family until things get better.” In reality it’s more like dropping him into a jungle of polite smiles, fake kindness and a milf who knows damn well every boy in class stares at her tits. He hesitates, because her son is that asshole from school who steals lunch money and calls everyone loser. But she looks at him with those soft eyes, that tight blouse, and suddenly sleeping under the same roof as the bully’s mom feels like a sin that’s worth burning for. Of course he says yes. Hormones are stronger than common sense.
The house is not normal. You notice it first in the little things. The way the “big brother” talks on the phone like he’s ordering a beating instead of pizza. The quiet guys in suits who show up, bow, and pretend they’re just business partners. The way the teacher, this kind of warm, patient woman at school, turns cold and sharp in the kitchen when she’s whispering about “problems that must vanish.” It’s a yakuza nest with homework on the table and a mom who cooks curry while wearing a skirt that barely hides her thick hips. While the son acts like he owns the world, the new boy starts sliding under his shadow, sneaking glances at his mom’s curves, her heavy breasts bouncing when she walks from the bathroom in a towel, the outline of her pussy barely covered, like she’s forgotten someone else lives there now. Or maybe she didn’t forget at all. Hard to say.
At school, the drama looks like a stupid romance anime at first. Teasing in the hallway, cheap jokes, girls whispering that the new boy is “so tragic, poor thing” while staring at his crotch when they think he doesn’t notice. There’s this weird humor in how people flirt with him. One classmate acts innocent, then asks very detailed questions about what he thinks of older women, then pretends it was a joke. Another girl “accidentally” falls on his lap in the library and he ends up with her ass pressed on his dick while she giggles, way too happy. But the real mindfuck happens back home, late, when the door is slightly open and the teacher is in her bedroom, touching herself while watching some shitty romance movie on her tablet, her moans soft at first, then deeper, and he just stands there, hard as rock, listening. Later she pretends nothing happened, serving breakfast like normal, but her hand lingers too long when she passes him the jam. One evening she helps him study and somehow her cleavage is almost in his face, her perfume sweet and thick in his lungs, and he finally snaps, kisses her, expecting a slap. Instead she kisses back, slow, hungry, like she’s been waiting, her tongue teasing, her lips wet. Clothes go missing. Her big tits are in his hands, heavy and warm, nipples hard, and he ends up buried inside her on the sofa, her moans low so the rest of the house doesn’t hear, her body pushing back into every deep thrust. She rides him later, straddling him in the dark, whispering “don’t cum yet” then pulling him in deeper until he fills her, creampie after creampie, while she clenches around him like she owns his soul. Around all that, the yakuza tension keeps rising, jealousy grows, and more women start circling him like he’s fresh meat in a bloody family war, but he still keeps sneaking into her room like an addict who only needs one drug: the bully’s mom, spread on her bed, legs open, ready for another round.
The house is not normal. You notice it first in the little things. The way the “big brother” talks on the phone like he’s ordering a beating instead of pizza. The quiet guys in suits who show up, bow, and pretend they’re just business partners. The way the teacher, this kind of warm, patient woman at school, turns cold and sharp in the kitchen when she’s whispering about “problems that must vanish.” It’s a yakuza nest with homework on the table and a mom who cooks curry while wearing a skirt that barely hides her thick hips. While the son acts like he owns the world, the new boy starts sliding under his shadow, sneaking glances at his mom’s curves, her heavy breasts bouncing when she walks from the bathroom in a towel, the outline of her pussy barely covered, like she’s forgotten someone else lives there now. Or maybe she didn’t forget at all. Hard to say.
At school, the drama looks like a stupid romance anime at first. Teasing in the hallway, cheap jokes, girls whispering that the new boy is “so tragic, poor thing” while staring at his crotch when they think he doesn’t notice. There’s this weird humor in how people flirt with him. One classmate acts innocent, then asks very detailed questions about what he thinks of older women, then pretends it was a joke. Another girl “accidentally” falls on his lap in the library and he ends up with her ass pressed on his dick while she giggles, way too happy. But the real mindfuck happens back home, late, when the door is slightly open and the teacher is in her bedroom, touching herself while watching some shitty romance movie on her tablet, her moans soft at first, then deeper, and he just stands there, hard as rock, listening. Later she pretends nothing happened, serving breakfast like normal, but her hand lingers too long when she passes him the jam. One evening she helps him study and somehow her cleavage is almost in his face, her perfume sweet and thick in his lungs, and he finally snaps, kisses her, expecting a slap. Instead she kisses back, slow, hungry, like she’s been waiting, her tongue teasing, her lips wet. Clothes go missing. Her big tits are in his hands, heavy and warm, nipples hard, and he ends up buried inside her on the sofa, her moans low so the rest of the house doesn’t hear, her body pushing back into every deep thrust. She rides him later, straddling him in the dark, whispering “don’t cum yet” then pulling him in deeper until he fills her, creampie after creampie, while she clenches around him like she owns his soul. Around all that, the yakuza tension keeps rising, jealousy grows, and more women start circling him like he’s fresh meat in a bloody family war, but he still keeps sneaking into her room like an addict who only needs one drug: the bully’s mom, spread on her bed, legs open, ready for another round.
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👁 95
★★★★★
Down The Road Chapter 1 v0.30
City like this doesn’t forgive, it just forgets your name. You drop back in after juvie with that cheap freedom taste in your mouth and nobody waiting at the gate. Streets are the same, but every corner feels wrong, like somebody moved the furniture in your memories. You’ve got flashes of that night that wrecked everything, just bits: red lights, her voice, the smell of rain and blood. The game loves to tease you with those half-scenes. One moment you’re flirting with a stacked bartender who leans over the counter on purpose, tits heavy in that too-tight top, lips shiny when she licks the foam off her finger. Next moment the sound cuts, the screen twitches, and you’re back in some dark hallway trying to remember which door you left your sanity behind. It’s horny, yeah, but it’s horny with problems.
What I liked is how the sex doesn’t feel like some reward screen popped out of nowhere. You talk, you mess up, you pick choices, you piss people off. Then later you’re in the backroom with a girl who pretends she only wants information, but her hand has been on your thigh for three dialogue boxes already. She has this big ass that fills the frame when she climbs on top of you, laughing low, calling you trouble while she grinds on your lap through her panties. When she finally goes down on you, the camera doesn’t hurry. You see her spit, you see her throat work, she looks up at you with that mix of “I need you” and “I might kill you after this.” It’s hot, but also you’re like… wait, did she just mention the same guy the cop girl was talking about in the morgue? The sex scenes keep dropping little hints like that, in between moans and tongue. There’s even a lesbian scene where two women you thought hated each other end up making out on a hotel bed, one with heavy, soft tits slipping out of her shirt while the other pins her wrists and bites her neck, and in the middle of that they casually mention a body that was “never found.” I had to pause and rewind because I was too busy staring at the way her fingers disappeared between those thighs.
It pretends to be about one guy at first, this fucked-up ex-juvie dude, but gradually the story starts handing you the wheel for other people too. A girl with trauma in her eyes and a knife in her boot, a sarcastic cop who flirts like she’s writing you a ticket, that kind of thing. One moment you’re the guy getting his cock sucked in a car, windows fogged, her lipstick ruined, and you’re holding her hair while she gags around the tip. Later you might be in her head, realizing she only did that because she needed you soft when she asked about the warehouse. The horror side creeps up slow: lights flicker in places they shouldn’t, outlines in the background that don’t move like people, little audio glitches while you’re mid-kiss with someone. You’ll be in this sweet romantic moment, hand on a girl’s cheek, both of you finally dropping your walls, and behind her shoulder something shifts that you can’t click on. I hated how often the game pulls control right when I want to keep touching, but at the same time the tension is what makes the orgasms hit harder, both in the story and, yeah, outside the screen. It’s not a fast fap thing; it’s more like Pornhub meets a fucked-up detective novel you found by accident. Some scenes linger too long on conversations when you just want to see that huge chest bounce on top of you again, and the humor swings from clever to “ok why did you say that during a blowjob.” But then you get a moment where a usually cold woman cracks a stupid joke right before she pushes you onto the bed, straddles your face, and tells you to “solve this mystery with your tongue.” The whole game feels like that: horny, broken, tender, mean, romantic, and then the lights go out and something whispers your name from the wrong side of the door.
What I liked is how the sex doesn’t feel like some reward screen popped out of nowhere. You talk, you mess up, you pick choices, you piss people off. Then later you’re in the backroom with a girl who pretends she only wants information, but her hand has been on your thigh for three dialogue boxes already. She has this big ass that fills the frame when she climbs on top of you, laughing low, calling you trouble while she grinds on your lap through her panties. When she finally goes down on you, the camera doesn’t hurry. You see her spit, you see her throat work, she looks up at you with that mix of “I need you” and “I might kill you after this.” It’s hot, but also you’re like… wait, did she just mention the same guy the cop girl was talking about in the morgue? The sex scenes keep dropping little hints like that, in between moans and tongue. There’s even a lesbian scene where two women you thought hated each other end up making out on a hotel bed, one with heavy, soft tits slipping out of her shirt while the other pins her wrists and bites her neck, and in the middle of that they casually mention a body that was “never found.” I had to pause and rewind because I was too busy staring at the way her fingers disappeared between those thighs.
It pretends to be about one guy at first, this fucked-up ex-juvie dude, but gradually the story starts handing you the wheel for other people too. A girl with trauma in her eyes and a knife in her boot, a sarcastic cop who flirts like she’s writing you a ticket, that kind of thing. One moment you’re the guy getting his cock sucked in a car, windows fogged, her lipstick ruined, and you’re holding her hair while she gags around the tip. Later you might be in her head, realizing she only did that because she needed you soft when she asked about the warehouse. The horror side creeps up slow: lights flicker in places they shouldn’t, outlines in the background that don’t move like people, little audio glitches while you’re mid-kiss with someone. You’ll be in this sweet romantic moment, hand on a girl’s cheek, both of you finally dropping your walls, and behind her shoulder something shifts that you can’t click on. I hated how often the game pulls control right when I want to keep touching, but at the same time the tension is what makes the orgasms hit harder, both in the story and, yeah, outside the screen. It’s not a fast fap thing; it’s more like Pornhub meets a fucked-up detective novel you found by accident. Some scenes linger too long on conversations when you just want to see that huge chest bounce on top of you again, and the humor swings from clever to “ok why did you say that during a blowjob.” But then you get a moment where a usually cold woman cracks a stupid joke right before she pushes you onto the bed, straddles your face, and tells you to “solve this mystery with your tongue.” The whole game feels like that: horny, broken, tender, mean, romantic, and then the lights go out and something whispers your name from the wrong side of the door.
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👁 95
★★★★★
Precious meatpipe
Well, this game that you are just about to play right now is not actually a game. It is more like karaoke style music clip. But yes, it has penis in it! This clip is made to promote Rodney Carrington's album (if you will like it is possible to actually get the album from the begin menu of this game) and uses song"Dear penis" from it and some hilarious animations from Chris Dill. As it was said - you can sing together with Rodney if you will be in the mood to sing songs about penises. The song is about a boy who has few words because of his dear manhood. And not all of them good - looks like for all these years our boy has also few reasons to... dislike his own penis! But as you will see afterward in the clip his penis has few interesting questions due to his master in return... For more hilarious and sexy jokes you can always check our website.
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👁 95
★★★★★
Faded Love Chapter 1
Waking up disoriented in a strange medical facility, Alan’s memories are scattered and elusive, his heart pounding with the desperate need to piece together his shattered identity. With every tender touch from Maya, his sharp-witted and fiercely devoted partner, the haze begins to lift, supported by a nurturing doctor’s expertise, Alan’s fragile self begins to rebuild amid provocative moments and tender revelations. From starlit rooftop rendezvous where laughter and longing collide to sultry jazz clubs pulsing with rhythm and temptation, every shared experience draws Alan closer to buried truths and raw, aching pleasures. Playful jabs and heated whispers fuel a magnetic pull neither can resist, leading them deeper into each other’s arms. His senses awaken anew, craving Maya’s firm grasp and the slick heat of her oral worship. Together, they surrender to waves of pleasure that rewrite Alan’s story with every gasp and moan, showing that the sweetest memories are those created in the heat of raw, unfiltered intimacy. Join Alan and Maya as they navigate the tangled web of memory and lust, crafting a narrative rich with heart and heat.
Don’t miss out on the chance to reignite desire and uncover hidden pleasures.
Don’t miss out on the chance to reignite desire and uncover hidden pleasures.
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👁 94
★★★★★
Free AI Clothes Remover
Instantly create free AI clothing removal videos. Use our undress AI tool to transform images. Free, unlimited, and no sign up required.
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★★★★★
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Devil's Gambit v0.12
Hector walks back into Rannai like a guy who thought he was over his ex and then sees him in the gym locker room towel around his waist and suddenly nothing is over at all. That is the whole mood here. You play this chunky badger healer who looks soft and hardworking on the outside, but his brain is just full of old wolf dick memories and the smell of wet fur and morning mist. The town feels cozy at first, like something from a cute fantasy VN, but then the game keeps poking you with these little horny needles. There is always a hand lingering a bit longer, an accidental grope that is not accidental, eyes catching you through half closed doors. I swear half the time I was reading, I was also staging it in my head like a burlesque show. Hector in a healer robe that slips off one shoulder, a big wolf watching from the dark corner of the stage while I slow turn my ass toward the lights. Yeah, it hits like that.
Cadgan is the reason your brain melts. He used to be the smaller reckless pup, now he is this big wolf wall with heavy shoulders, cold eyes and a quiet "do not touch me" aura that just screams "touch me anyway." Every scene with him has this push and pull vibe. He pretends he is distant, you pretend you are just there to heal people, and the game pretends it is going to stay wholesome. It never does. You get these tiny teasing moments where his paw brushes your hip when it really doesn’t have to, or he pins you in a narrow corridor because someone else is passing and wow what a coincidence his chest is pressed hard against your back. As a dancer I kept thinking: this would be a perfect routine. Low red lights, fog on the floor, me in badger stripes grinding against an invisible wolf, slow strip while some fantasy flute plays completely wrong music for what I am doing. The story has real romance under all the filth too, like awkward conversations about the past, little jealous flashes when other guys flirt with you, but it never forgets to be horny. There is voyeur stuff where people are way too casual about half open curtains, groping that starts "for medical reasons", and asses so big they might need their own health potion. I will only complain about one thing: at one point a character keeps touching Hector’s tail in every single scene and nobody comments on it and now it lives rent free in my head with no closure at all. Anyway, I closed the browser, opened it again, and my first thought was: okay, what if they add a DLC where Hector does "house calls" in the forest and the trees themselves get handsy. That is when you know a game got under your skin and probably into your underwear.
Cadgan is the reason your brain melts. He used to be the smaller reckless pup, now he is this big wolf wall with heavy shoulders, cold eyes and a quiet "do not touch me" aura that just screams "touch me anyway." Every scene with him has this push and pull vibe. He pretends he is distant, you pretend you are just there to heal people, and the game pretends it is going to stay wholesome. It never does. You get these tiny teasing moments where his paw brushes your hip when it really doesn’t have to, or he pins you in a narrow corridor because someone else is passing and wow what a coincidence his chest is pressed hard against your back. As a dancer I kept thinking: this would be a perfect routine. Low red lights, fog on the floor, me in badger stripes grinding against an invisible wolf, slow strip while some fantasy flute plays completely wrong music for what I am doing. The story has real romance under all the filth too, like awkward conversations about the past, little jealous flashes when other guys flirt with you, but it never forgets to be horny. There is voyeur stuff where people are way too casual about half open curtains, groping that starts "for medical reasons", and asses so big they might need their own health potion. I will only complain about one thing: at one point a character keeps touching Hector’s tail in every single scene and nobody comments on it and now it lives rent free in my head with no closure at all. Anyway, I closed the browser, opened it again, and my first thought was: okay, what if they add a DLC where Hector does "house calls" in the forest and the trees themselves get handsy. That is when you know a game got under your skin and probably into your underwear.
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👁 93
★☆☆☆☆
Shackles of Ellswyn v0.5
"Shackles of Ellswyn" is A FutaDom and Chastity focused visual novel where you are a university student, sucked into an alternate world of dominant, well-endowed women who each want you to be their personal anal pet.
This release of the game is still early in the development of the project, but includes:
-Voice acting
-Toggleable and customizable JOI
-Image Gallery
-Scene Skipper after one playthrough
-full unique soundtrack
-Gorgeous fully illustrated scenes
This release of the game is still early in the development of the project, but includes:
-Voice acting
-Toggleable and customizable JOI
-Image Gallery
-Scene Skipper after one playthrough
-full unique soundtrack
-Gorgeous fully illustrated scenes
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👁 92
★★★★★