Think back to the steamy sessions in Horny Afternoon. The latest installment, number four, catapults you deeper into intense escapades. Help Wendy and Chloe explore boundaries with your choices and actions.

Set inside a lavish mansion belonging to a rich family, this chapter turns the heat all the way up. Behind every closed door, expect lust-filled quests that push limits. Indulge in fantasies involving uniform-clad nurses and hidden encounters throughout the estate.

They rely on your guidance to navigate desires that spiral out of control. Push boundaries and watch as their stories unfold in vivid, erotic detail. Each action sets off waves of intense pleasure that feel real and immersive.

Visuals pop with life, making every interaction inside the mansion pulse with energy. Dress your characters in provocative outfits that break norms, then watch the sparks fly.

More than a game, it’s a sensual journey powered by your choices and explorations. Don’t hesitate - the mansion and its pleasures await your command. Step behind the curtain of propriety and orchestrate unforgettable moments of lustful indulgence.

You’re stuck in a dusty foreign base with a shitty Wi‑Fi signal and a gun that feels lighter than your stomach, and all you really have is your phone and a redhead you’re scared to lose. That’s basically the heartbeat of this thing. You’re the soldier, she’s Grace, making coffees for random assholes while you count the days, and the game never lets you forget that there’s an entire ocean between you when the worst possible guy walks into her cafe. Not a thug, not some cringe teen. A smooth, confident photographer who actually listens to her, calls her beautiful without stuttering, and knows exactly where to put his hands on a woman’s waist for “just the right pose.” It hits way harder than some cartoon villain, because he acts normal. Too normal.

The way it starts is almost boring in a good way. Your first calls with Grace are sweet, a little awkward. You talk about missing her, she tells you about rude customers, tips, her stupid co-worker, what she wore to work. And then she casually mentions “this photographer guy” who said she has a good face for his next project. Nothing dramatic. It just sits in your head. Later you unlock options during calls: push her to chase the opportunity, or brush it off, or sound jealous without admitting it. The game never slaps you with morality. You just feel it when she texts you a selfie from the shoot, wearing a dress that hugs her in all the places you remember touching, and you know some other man asked her to tilt her hips like that. The 3D scenes are clean and very physical: the way her bra strap slides down her pale shoulder, the shine on her lips from cheap cafe gloss, the slightly nervous way she holds her own elbow at first. Then in later shoots she doesn’t do that anymore. That tiny change hit me harder than the first kiss scene.

Sex here is not just porn filler. Early on, you get those needy calls at night, where she whispers your name in bed, fingers moving under the sheets, and you can guide how dirty the talk gets. If you encourage her to explore, she gets bolder, sending pics from the bathroom, pushing her panties aside to show just the wet line between her thighs, asking if you still want her even if other men look at her. If you give her strict “no flirting, no photos” vibes, the tension twists into something rougher later. There’s a run where she shows up at the photographer’s studio in a loose shirt and no bra, nipples poking through when the room gets cold, and you can practically feel the moment she stops thinking about you and starts thinking about how it feels when he stands behind her, guiding her hands, telling her to “trust the process” while his fingers spread her legs for a more “intimate composition.” It’s corruption, but not fast; it’s this slow slide where every choice you made before suddenly matters while she’s on that couch, thighs open, breathing hard, trying to convince herself it’s still “just art” even as his tongue is on her and her phone with your unread message is lighting up on the table behind her.

And the worst part? Half the time, when she calls you after, her voice is soft, almost more loving, because the guilt makes her clingier. So you’re there on a crackly line saying you can’t wait to fuck her brains out when you get home, imagining her wet and untouched, and the game zooms on those faint red marks on her inner thighs from someone else’s grip. No dramatic music. Just that quiet “I miss you” in your ear while she’s still sore from another man.

Andrew thinks he is just dropping a box at some weird rich lady’s place, then he blinks and suddenly he is the box. That is how this game feels. One moment you’re a normal delivery guy, the next you’re naked on cold floor with a collar around your neck and three witches arguing if you should lick their feet first or their pussy. The whole thing is set inside this magical house that looks kind of normal on the surface, but every room is like a trap for your dignity. Doors move, furniture stares at you, the staircase literally kicks you back down when the mistress is not done using your mouth. You have that classic “choose what to say” style, but it’s not polite choices. It’s more like: do you kneel and call her “mistress” now, or do you try to run and get turned into a human sex mop. As a CYOA nerd, I liked how one wrong click and boom, you’re chained to a bed giving sloppy blowjob practice while two of them laugh and use magic to keep your jaw wide open.

What hit me hard is how they play with humiliation. Not just “haha you’re naked” but deeper stuff. There is a scene where the redhead witch makes you scrub the floor with your tongue, and each stain you clean she uses a spell to make your dick twitch harder. She keeps asking dumb little questions like “are you proud of yourself, delivery boy?” and if you answer wrong she hooks her heel under your balls and presses, very slowly. Her tits are huge and always in your face, like she knows you want to look up, and she won’t let you. Another one sits behind you on the couch and uses your face as a seat while watching some stupid magical TV show, just ignoring you except when she needs you to lick her feet clean. There is this moment where she forces you to hold her legs up on your shoulders while she rides your tongue and talks about grocery lists, like you’re not even a man anymore, just some enchanted furniture with a hard-on. I liked that actually more than the big flashy spells. The magic is there, sure, glowing circles, invisible hands, the usual stuff, but the best parts are tiny things, like when she snaps her fingers and you instantly cum in your pants in the middle of the hallway while the whole house laughs, and you just want to reload but you also kinda don’t.

The 3dcg style helps a lot because the body language is clear. When the main witch pushes her foot into your mouth and curls her toes, you see every little toe wrinkle, the shine of drool when she makes you keep your tongue out and uses it as a footrest. It is not subtle. There is a crazy animated scene where you’re tied on your back at the bottom of the stairs, cock sticking up, and every time someone walks past they either spit on it, step on it, or stroke it with their sole, almost gentle, then stop right before you finish. You can choose to beg or stay quiet, but both paths end with you being called a good little house slave. The game pretends you can escape, gives you that fake hope with some paths where you sneak around the corridors and try doors, but the house itself is on their side, so it just loops you back to the same room where the mistress is waiting, bored, legs spread, telling you you’re late and she needs her daily oral worship. One time I tried to roleplay defiant, chose every “resist” option, and my reward was a long scene where they sit in a circle, use magic to stop me from moving, and take turns using my mouth, my face, my cock, like a toy they’re reviewing. They rate your performance out loud, comparing you to former slaves, and it actually hurt a bit in the ego, which is kinda hot if you’re into that. There is this tiny thing that annoyed me though, like the sound effect of footsteps is too loud for no reason, but I kept forgetting to fix the volume because someone was already sitting on my face again. Anyway, the whole vibe is: you thought you were a man with a job, but the house knows you’re just a cock, a tongue, and a pair of shaking legs, and the witches are very happy to prove it to you, scene after scene.

For months, Vince and Zoe have been scheming an epic getaway, fantasizing about exotic destinations and the sensual experiences that lie ahead. Their anticipation isn't just about sightseeing; it's about diving headfirst into erotic escapades that will bind them closer than ever. With each passing day, their eagerness swells, almost blinding them to what’s truly essential for their trip.

Caught up in fantasies and plans, they've overlooked some vital gear and naughty necessities. This is your moment: as their savvy confidant, you hold the key to turning their trip from good to unforgettable. It’s up to you to pack their bags with more than just clothes - think toys, outfits, and secret surprises that fuel their lust.

Picture yourself whispering suggestions that spark fiery ideas, turning an ordinary trip into a playground of carnal delight. Thanks to your meticulous prep, their journey becomes a seamless blend of discovery and debauchery.

Step up and take charge of crafting a trip filled with lust, laughter, and unforgettable nights. Get ready to ignite sparks that will burn long after the journey ends - you’re the spark behind their fire. Don’t wait - your hands-on help could be the difference between a dull trip and a wild, passionate escape.

High Tale Hall feels like that trashy hotel at the edge of town where the neon sign is half broken, the sheets are too soft, and you know you should just sleep and leave, but instead you wander the corridors looking for trouble. It throws you back into this familiar place full of horny fur girls who act like the whole building exists only so they can get on their knees for you or ride you raw. There is almost no build up. You walk through this half fancy, half cheap hotel that pretends to be high class, then you end up with a fluffy slut in front of you, big tits pressed against your chest, asking in that shy-but-not-really way if you want “a private service.” And of course there is always a room free for that. The POV scenes hit you fast, like opening porn in another tab at work and forgetting you have headphones off. You just click, and suddenly there she is, on her knees, ears twitching, wet eyes looking up, tongue already on your cock. It is not subtle and it is not trying to be.

What I like is how the game makes the hotel feel like a horny ecosystem. The lobby girl gives you that fake professional smile that melts into “I finish my shift in ten minutes, want to wait in my room?” Then later you wander off, find a side corridor that leads into this sleazy night club area that looks almost glued onto the hotel, like someone drilled a door into the wall and behind it is pure filth. Colored lights, drunk furry girls grinding on poles, tail rings, too short dresses that show more than they hide. One fox girl with tits barely staying inside her top leans in close and basically dares you to pick her up, like some kind of horny side quest. You say the right thing, or honestly sometimes the wrong thing, and you are suddenly pulled into a corner booth with her straddling your lap, grinding on your hard dick through your pants while her breath hits your neck. Then scene cuts to POV, panties off, and she is slowly dropping down on your cock, moaning like she forgot anyone else even exists. Sometimes the transitions are clunky, like the game hiccups before the good part, and it annoyed me more than it should, but I kept clicking anyway, like a dumb moth stuck on the same lamp.

The blowjob scenes are clearly where the dev poured their pure horny soul. There is this wolf girl, tall, with that strong “I’m in control” energy, who acts bored with you in the hallway, almost rude. Then you find her alone in a quiet hotel bar corner later, and she drags you into a staff room, locks the door, and suddenly the same girl is on her knees between your legs, deepthroating you so hard you almost feel bad for her throat. Almost. Her ears twitch every time you thrust, drool dripping on her fluffy chest, her fingers digging into your thighs, and the camera sits low so you see everything from your own view. There is something so filthy about watching her eyes water while she forces herself deeper, then pulling off with a messy gasp and a string of spit that hangs on your tip like she is scared to let go. The game bugs out sometimes, a line of dialogue repeats, or a pose snaps weird for a second, and it feels like the whole illusion should break, but it somehow adds to this “cheap late night porn website” vibe. Like you opened a random cam show that is rough, not perfect, and because of that it hits harder. I kind of wish there were more than four girls, then I complain about choice overload in other games, so I guess my brain just wants to be fucked and whine at same time. Anyway, if the idea of wandering a horny hotel and night club full of sexy furry girls who either want to suck you off or ride you until you forget your name sounds too much, it probably is. That is why it works.

Shinobi Girl looks like one of those quick trashy arcade things, but I kinda got sucked in anyway. You start running on this side-scrolling street that looks like some budget anime city, tight ninja outfit, boobs bouncing with every step, and suddenly there are these freaky alien things just rushing you. They are not cute little monsters, they look like they crawled out of some wet hentai folder you forgot to delete. First instinct is just to punch and kick everything, classic beat up style, and it feels pretty good to just mash the keys and watch her flip around. Then you mess up once, get grabbed, and the game basically goes “ok, now you see what this is really about”. She gets pinned, clothes shove aside, and the whole rough scene plays out right there while you’re thinking “ok shit, I really should have jumped over that one”. It is not romantic, it is straight up hard, sweaty alien abuse, and the sound she makes is that messy mix of pain and forced pleasure that is kinda fucked up and kinda hot at same time.

After a while you start playing in this stupid way where a part of you wants to survive and another part is like “hmm what happens if I just let this big slimy bastard catch me here”. The game knows that. There is this moment on a rooftop where three aliens rush from different sides, and instead of dodging I just stood there on purpose. Watching her get grabbed from behind while another one forces her face down, body shaking, that rough repetitive thrusting, it hits different because you know technically you could have avoided it. Feels almost like you *chose* the bad end in a tiny scene, and the combat is just the excuse. Sometimes I liked how snappy the controls are, you can juggle enemies and feel like a real ninja queen, and next second I hate them because one missed input and she is on her knees, drool and other stuff running down her chin while the alien is ramming her throat like it is trying to break it. It is a weird mix of power fantasy and total loss of control, and the game just flips between those two moods every couple of seconds.

What I kinda enjoy is that it is not polished to death. It feels dirty and half-finished, like someone put the horny parts in first and then maybe thought about story later, then just went “eh, good enough”. Backgrounds repeat, some hitboxes feel off, once an alien grabbed me in spot where I was sure I was safe and I actually said “fuck off” out loud to my screen. Animation on the sex scenes is simple but they put effort in the little details: the way her body tenses when the cock first pushes in, how her eyes glaze over after a few thrusts, her hips start moving back into it even while she looks like she wants to crawl away. There is this one alley scene where she’s knocked on her back, legs forced open, pounding fast and rough, belly bulging a bit with every slam, and the camera just commits to it like “yeah, we staying here, deal with it”. No fancy dialog, no long setup, just raw “you lost, now you get fucked”. On one hand I wish there was more variety in enemies and positions, on the other hand that broken repetitive vibe has its own charm, like you are stuck in this nasty little loop of fight, fail, get used, stand up and run again, still dripping. It is horny junk food for the brain, and my browser history absolutely regrets nothing.

Whole thing feels like somebody mashed a Christmas movie with a porn forum argument and then forgot to put on the brakes. You load in expecting some cozy family holiday thing, and it is that for like three clicks, then the food drama kicks in, the surprise guests show up, and suddenly this “nice dinner” is just an excuse for every pent-up, wrong-as-hell fantasy to boil over. It’s very much about that pressure, everyone pretending to be normal while mom is stacked, the aunt has this huge ass that basically has its own gravity, the “kids” are way too grown to be acting cute, and half the room is eye-fucking the other half. The teasing is relentless. Long looks across the table, brushing hands when they pass the dishes, the way a character “accidentally” presses her tits into someone’s shoulder to reach a glass. There’s this moment where one of the older women leans over to pick something up, skirt rides up, and the camera just sits there like it’s hypnotized. It’s such a stupid little shot, but it sells the whole vibe: everyone is starving, and not for the turkey. Then the game starts pulling you between different heads. One moment you’re in the son’s place, barely keeping it together while his milf of a mom keeps bending over; next you’re riding in the mind of an older guy who’s pretending to be the responsible one, while fantasizing about double-stuffing two relatives on the same couch. Then there’s the girls, some of them already half corrupt in their thoughts, some pretending they’re straight laced while they’re literally thinking about eating each other out in the kitchen. The lesbian stuff sneaks in like a side dish, then becomes its own full course, especially when they drag a third person in and it stops being “innocent experimenting” and turns into full-on group mess, with hands and mouths and tits everywhere. The pacing is weird in a good way. It doesn’t rush straight to everyone fucking on the table, it circles around. There’s a titfuck that happens way later than I expected, like the dev forgot they had made these ridiculous boobs and suddenly remembered, “oh right, those can do things.” The way the corruption builds is honestly kind of funny. At first, everyone is very “we shouldn’t, this is wrong,” and five scenes later they’re doing anal against the fridge while trying not to knock over the leftovers. There’s a scene where a character gets groped in a crowded room and pretends not to notice, but her dialogue choices totally give away she’s enjoying every second. And yeah, it leans into the forbidden angle hard. The incest stuff is not shy. It’s not like “maybe they are just close friends,” no, they’re family and the game points the camera right at that line and then just walks over it. Creampies inside the house, on the bed that clearly belongs to someone else, and repeated. Multiple penetration shows up mostly later, when the group sex kicks in and all the “we shouldn’t” barriers are already broken. There’s this one family girl who goes from being shy and annoyed to taking a cock in her ass and another in her pussy like it’s the most natural holiday activity and I honestly laughed, because the jump is wild. Also there is this dumb little thing where someone keeps moving a plate in the background between shots and it slightly changes position every time, and now I can’t unsee it. Oral scenes are pretty heavy and sometimes borderline worship, especially when the younger characters finally give in and start sucking off the men they’ve been flirting with all evening. There’s a good moment where she wipes a bit of spit off her chin and it’s not even animated big, just a tiny touch, but it makes the scene feel way more nasty. The anal is not a side attraction either; once it appears, it becomes part of the rotation, often with a creampie just to underline that nobody here is thinking about anything except filling each other. Some routes feel more developed than others, like one milf route gets this surprisingly sweet lead up before she lets herself be corrupted fully, while another character basically flips from “this is inappropriate” to “please fuck me from behind in the laundry room” in one dialogue branch. Vaginal, anal, mouth, tits, it all cycles through like a holiday menu where you’re supposed to try every dish at least once, and the group scenes stack bodies in a way that feels almost stupid but also kind of perfect for a porn game. It’s messy, wrong, full of big asses and big tits and bad decisions, and when that final family member joins in like it was all planned from the start, it actually feels weirdly coherent for something this filthy.

You’re in a classic magic-and-knights world, but the game doesn’t really waste time pretending you’re some legendary hero. You’re just this kinda average dude who had the weird luck of growing up next to the most overpowered girl in the realm, the Saintess. Everyone worships her, prays to her, expects miracles, all that holy stuff. You? You know what she looked like with mud all over her dress when she was eight and crying because she lost some dumb toy. That’s the whole vibe. Publicly she’s this shining untouchable goddess, privately she’s a bratty, horny, emotional mess who keeps dragging you into situations where you’re stuck between protecting her and trying not to pop a boner. It doesn’t help that magic and demons and all that fantasy trash keep throwing you into danger, then two scenes later you’re in a candle-lit room with her on your lap, stroking you with this mix of innocence and “I know exactly what I’m doing.” The game loves going from “the world might end” to “her soft hand is wrapped around your cock and she’s whispering your name with that cute little tremble” in about five clicks.

Because yeah, it’s not just teasing and jokes. There’s a real focus on building this thing where you two are basically a messed-up holy power couple. She’s supposed to be this pure and sacred symbol, but she’s also the girl who grew up sharing a bed with you when storms scared her, clinging to you, kissing your cheek, slowly sliding into more. The fact she’s your childhood friend is not just background text, it actually shows up in how she acts when she kisses you for real the first time, or when she goes down on you, clearly nervous but totally determined, drooling on your shaft while her eyes look up at you like you’re the only person who really knows her. And yeah, that whole “we grew up like siblings” tension is very much there, the game doesn’t pretend it’s anything else. Especially when she starts playing with magic during sex, using little spells to pin you, heal you while riding you, or make you feel every little squeeze inside her even more. The humor is all over too, like you’re getting lectured by some knight about honor, while five minutes later you’re fucking her silly behind a holy statue, trying not to laugh as she bites your shoulder to keep from moaning your name so loud the whole temple hears. It’s messy, horny, kind of wrong, kind of sweet, and that weird mix is exactly what works here.

This one starts like some quiet, nerdy space office drama and then suddenly you’re deep in this fucked up future where feelings are illegal, everyone talks like a robot on meds, and you’re the only guy in the room who actually wants to touch someone instead of just optimizing them. You’re this engineer who’s obsessed with clean numbers and perfect systems, and the game really sells that at first. Everything is cold metal, white light, perfect symmetry, your point of view just gliding from panel to panel like you’re inspecting a machine instead of a city. Then you meet her. And yeah, the way they do that first encounter surprised me a bit. It’s not “oh no I tripped and fell on your tits” bullshit. It’s small stuff: a quiet look that lingers half a second too long, a soft laugh that sounds almost illegal in that place. You feel the main guy glitch inside his own head. The text actually slows down there. Suddenly his perfect routine is fucked because now he knows someone else is faking it too.

Sex takes a while to show up and honestly I liked that. When it finally hits, it hits pretty hard. There’s this scene where you’re alone with her in this maintenance corridor, all humming cables and soft blue light, and she leans in way too close to “check a sensor” on your suit. Camera tightens, your POV right at her lips. Her mouth barely moves but you can tell she’s terrified and turned on at same time. When she finally goes down on you, it’s not some porn stunt. It starts slow, almost clumsy, like she’s never been allowed to just take her time sucking a cock. The animation works well there, especially the little throat movements and the way her eyes keep darting to the side like she expects security to burst in. It’s hot because it’s risky, not just because she’s got huge tits and a fat ass pressed against the wall. Later there’s a sex scene in her apartment that really sold me on the whole “forbidden feelings” thing. You’re inside her, riding this slow rhythm, and outside the window you can see that clinically perfect city, all straight lines and dead light, and she’s clinging to you like you’re the only real thing on that whole fucking planet. She wraps her legs around you, big breasts pressed against your chest, and she keeps whispering “don’t stop thinking, don’t stop feeling” like it’s some kind of anti-government spell. Corny as hell, but it works in context. You’ll know what I mean when you see how she looks at you right after you cum in her. There’s so much going on in that one look you kinda forget you’re still buried in her pussy.

It’s technically a kinetic story, so yeah, no choices, no grinding stats, none of that “if you picked the blue dialog box you get anal” nonsense. Weirdly, I didn’t miss it here. You just click through and let it happen, which fits this world where everyone’s path is “assigned” from birth. Sometimes that annoyed me, like in this one scene where you’re clearly screaming inside your head “kiss her, you idiot” and the script just makes him walk away, but at the same time that frustration actually matches who he is. Cold, controlled, scared of his own dick and his own heart. The romance parts are softer than I expected for a porn game. There’s a quiet moment where she’s lying on your chest after sex, naked except for this stupid regulation collar that tracks her vitals, and instead of going for round two you just… talk. About stupid things like favorite sounds, or what it feels like to dream, stuff nobody in that world is supposed to care about. I was low-key more turned on by that than some of the pure porn bits. Not saying everything works. Some lines sound like they were written by a very horny philosopher, and there’s one transition where it cuts from intense blowjob to sterile office briefing so fast it feels like your dick just alt-tabbed. Also the UI has this tiny little notification icon in the corner that pops in the middle of a deep kiss, and now I hate that icon more than the “are you still watching” message on Netflix. But anyway, if you like the mix of clinical sci-fi setting, big soft bodies, and sex that actually feels like rebellion instead of a minigame, this one does that vibe pretty well, even when it stumbles all over its own seriousness. The game kind of wants to be both porn and poetry, and sometimes it fails at both, but when it clicks, it’s that nice dirty-sweet zone where you’re jerking off and suddenly also wondering what it would be like if your feelings were literally illegal. Odd combination, but it stuck in my head.