Redhead wanted to see her granny however her mother told her:"You stupid bitch! Lousy wolf will place off your little red dress, little red panties and fuck you!" But she didn't listen and anyway went out of home. Watch what happened next.

In the dim-lit pub, Jake and his naughty friend Lola scan the room with one goal in mind - scouting for the perfect girl to spice up their evening with a threesome. With mischievous grins, they plot how to charm the sexiest woman into their game.

Help them pick the ideal partner from the eclectic mix of club-goers, each promising a different kind of pleasure. Feel the pulse quicken as the night unfolds, and your choices lead to a messy, sweaty orgy.

As the three melt together in a whirlwind of lust, humor, and unfiltered fun, the night becomes a nonstop sexual rollercoaster. Every kink, every moan, and every dirty joke builds a world where your choices shape the madness.

Your moves dictate the rhythm and intensity of their wild ride, making each replay a fresh rush of erotic chaos.

From teasing whispers to relentless pounding, you control the course of this sultry nightclub saga.

No need to hold back - dive headfirst into a world where your choices spark a blazing, unforgettable orgy.

Command the chaos, fuel the fire, and revel in every filthy moment as they lose themselves to pleasure.

New condo, new title, and suddenly every horny problem in the whole building is your problem. That’s pretty much the vibe here. You’re not playing some heroic savior, you’re the poor bastard who got handed the trustee job in a place that looks normal at first, then every door you knock on turns into another “how the hell did I end up in this situation” moment. One floor you’re arguing about parking spaces with a stacked milf in a tight blouse who keeps leaning just a little too close, next you’re pretending you’re checking water pressure while actually staring at the shower through frosted glass, trying not to get caught with your dick already hard. The game really leans into that slow burn of “professional” talk that keeps sliding into filthy territory. One second you’re discussing condo fees, then she’s on her knees in the bedroom, lipstick smeared on your cock, asking if this counts as a “service discount.” It’s soft and romantic in that bullshit way where she’s blushing and shy right before she swallows every drop like she was training for it.

It’s fun how different the women feel just from how they talk to you. The blonde neighbor pretending she’s all pure and proper, always acting like this is just a formal meeting in her living room, but her shirt buttons never seem to stay closed, and those big tits are practically begging to fall out while she pours you tea. That moment where you just sit on her couch, listening to her complain about the previous trustee, and you’re not even touching yet, but you know she wants you to pin her over the armrest and pull her hair… that hits better than some porn sites I’ve got bookmarked in Chrome. Then there’s the redhead who doesn’t even bother hiding it. She’s the one who opens the door in a towel, “forgets” to tighten it, drops hints like “my shower is acting weird, can you come check it?” and then you’re suddenly pressed against the bathroom wall, water running, her mouth wrapped around you while she stares right up into your eyes like she’s daring you to cum down her throat. The brunette feels more like a slow romance route, texting you late at night on WhatsApp, sending half-safe pics, telling you about her shitty day, and then asking if you “really think she’s sexy” right before she lets you watch her undress with the lights low. Honestly the romance can feel cheesy sometimes, lines a bit too sweet, but then she straddles you and rides you like she hasn’t been touched in months, and the cheese just kind of works. I wish the game didn’t tease voyeur stuff so often without fully going full creepy neighbor energy, but it’s also kind of hot that you’re always on the edge of being caught peeking from the corridor or watching a window reflection while pretending you’re just checking the building lights. You bounce between dating sim choices, checking if you said the right thing three scenes ago, and those payoff moments where she finally drops the act and you get her lips around your cock, mascara streaked, calling you “trustee” like it’s some dirty title. It’s messy, a bit corny, sometimes too romantic for how filthy the scenes are, and that’s exactly why it sticks in your head long after you close the browser tab.

I don’t know who came up with the idea to mash Makima, Zelda, and Tsunade into the same world, but whoever it was probably spilled beer on their keyboard halfway through writing the script - and that’s what makes *D20 Magic Dice* feel alive. It’s messy, horny, strangely sentimental at times, like watching late-night anime reruns after a breakup. You’re talking to this dice thing (yeah, an actual dice), and before you even realize it, it’s making your thoughts real. Not just the good ones. I rolled a 3 once and ended up in some half-lit tavern where Widowmaker was arm wrestling Rumi for no reason while Zelda flirted with the bartender. I think I lost track of the main plot two minutes in, but it didn’t matter. The game doesn’t care either, it just keeps throwing beautiful chaos in your lap, all soft skin and heavy breathing mixed with dumb jokes about mana points.

What I liked most is how it doesn’t pretend to be clever. The dialogue’s sometimes broken, and the pacing jumps like old VHS tape - one second you’re teasing Ada Wong, next second Tsunade’s lecturing you about responsibility while sitting on your lap. There’s some strange comfort in that inconsistency. I did wish there were more sound options though; moans hit too loud compared to everything else, made me lower volume quick before neighbors got curious. And yet, when Makima whispers in that weirdly calm tone, you kinda forgive every bug. Maybe nostalgia blinds me - I grew up on janky flash hentai crossovers, and this feels like one resurrected from 2009. The dice mechanic almost feels secondary to the conversations, which twist between sincere and absurd so fast it makes you laugh mid-erection.

Sometimes I forget which universe I’m even in - Naruto? Overwatch? Who cares. The worlds blur, the clothes vanish, and someone says something about destiny while you’re trying not to roll another damn six. Three words? Chaotic, filthy, affectionate. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

Game hits you in the face right away with Nel’s tits just kind of… there, wobbling in the dialogue box while she talks about totally normal stuff like “energy extraction” that is obviously just milking your cock. It pretends to be a normal visual novel for maybe two clicks, then the grind loop shows up and suddenly you’re timing clicks and watching a little bar fill up while Rukia moans in that fake “I hate this” voice that sounds more like she’s begging for another round. I tried to play it serious at first, reading the lines, then Orihime pops up with her boobs barely contained and the game basically goes “yeah ok, we all know why you’re here.”

Story is some half-broken parody of Bleach where you’re this random soul reaper dude who somehow has every girl’s attention and everyone is really confused about “spiritual pressure” but what they really mean is cum. You go from area to area, clicking on little icons, collecting points, unlocking scenes like it’s some gacha game where the only SSR is “Yoruichi on all fours with a tail plug.” The best bit is how lazy and honest it feels. Backgrounds are simple, UI feels like it was thrown together during a boring weekend, and then suddenly you hit a full CG where Rangiku’s huge ass is filling the whole screen and the game goes from “haha parody” to “ok I’m jerking to this for real.” I kept alt-tabbing between the game and Discord and somehow lost track of the plot like three times, but it doesn’t even matter, because every choice basically leads to more sucking, riding, or milking anyway.

There is this one tiny, stupid thing I can’t stop thinking about: the way Nel’s boobs squash slightly when she leans on the imaginary table in front of the textbox. They’re huge, obviously, anime giant, but the artist added this tiny fold where they touch, and it broke my brain for a second. Meanwhile Rukia is in the same scene, proportioned totally different, smaller chest but still not exactly “small,” and the script pretends like she’s flat. It’s hilarious. Half the time the dialogue feels like someone was writing while watching clips on another monitor, you get lines like “I’ll never accept this crude training!” and literally one box later she’s riding you, drool on her chin, nipples hard, asking for “more of that spiritual juice.” There’s a grind for “affection” that just means you click the same spot until a meter hits a number, then you get Yoruichi pinning you, purple hair all over the place, tits bouncing as she milks you dry like some smug cat goddess. It’s trashy, inconsistent, kind of buggy, I clicked through one box and skipped a blowjob line that probably was important but whatever, and I still kept going just to see how far they’d push Orihime’s curves before it turned into pure hentai nonsense. Spoiler: it hits that point fast and never looks back.

Our main character refuses to abandon his daily grind, his longtime buddies, or the life he’s known. Driven by the need to return, he sets out to reclaim what he lost and break free from his new identity.

Trapped in a body he barely recognizes, he finds it hard to fit in. That’s when he meets Victoria, a knowledgeable guide, who opens his eyes to the intimate rituals and peculiar habits of those around him. She pulls back the curtain on a shadowy, tantalizing realm.

She imparts numerous seductive skills, among them, the subtle manipulation of female desires. Each woman he talks to quickly succumbs, stripping down and sharing intimate, juicy details. Behind closed doors, confessions and carnal pleasures unfold.

With each provocative encounter, he learns the power of desire mingled with true connection. Does this journey return him to his old self, or transform him irrevocably? Step into a world where temptation drives every choice and every touch tells a story.

Start playing to unravel the mysteries and pleasures that await.

Period, a fierce monster hunter begins her journey aiming to domesticate a wild horse. Right from the start, a demon taking the form of a horse swipes her bra, sparking a chaotic chain of events.

Forget simple monster tracking and battling. The absence of her bra is glaringly obvious, even hidden beneath layers of city garments. To make matters worse, the city’s intimidating youths are ready to snatch her clothes.

With darkness settling in, she prowls through sinister alleyways to reclaim what’s hers, all while evading creepy predators waiting to pounce. At the same time, a creeping, mutating sludge spreads across the city, and she races against time to fight it off.

In this top-down RPG fantasy, you dive into a world filled with peril, passion, and hidden threats. Our redheaded heroine Period refuses to back down, confronting every obstacle with fierce resolve.

Each move pushes you further into the city’s dark heart where beasts and seductive threats await. Hunt for clues, reclaim your belongings, and battle vile monsters while resisting the city's corrupting influence.

Can you help Period survive this wicked fantasy RPG, balancing danger with raw desire in a world that’s as cruel as it is seductive? Night stretches on filled with threats and forbidden pleasures - plunge in and shape your fate amid the madness.

This one is basically a horny little confession letter wrapped in a visual novel, written by someone who definitely has a redhead fetish and probably too many secret folders in their browser. You play the curious stepbrother, walking around the house thinking she is just your hot, moody stepsis with huge tits and attitude, while she is quietly wrestling with the fact that her “secret” is not some cute tattoo but a thick futa cock she is hiding under those shorts. The whole tone is “I shouldn’t want this but I absolutely do,” and the game milks that for every awkward look, every too-long stare, every “accidental” touch. It starts almost wholesome and then veers straight into “oh shit, we are really doing this” territory once his curiosity turns from “why is she so distant” into “why is she blushing when I sit too close and why the hell is something bulging under her skirt.”

What I liked is that her futa side is not treated like a cheap punchline. She is insecure, kind of prickly, and uses humor as armor. The script actually leans into that. She cracks dirty jokes, roasts you for being a horny idiot, then immediately goes shy when you compliment her. One scene where the MC walks in on her half dressed and she is desperately trying to hide her cock using a pillow had me snort-laughing, not because of clown humor, but because it was exactly that kind of “I am doomed” panic. And then, when the cat is out of the bag and he realizes his stepsister is packing something bigger than his ego, the vibe flips from teasing to heavy domination really fast. There is a point where she pins him to the bed, her tits in his face, cock throbbing against his stomach, genuinely asking “you sure you want this?” even though the answer is obvious from the way he is already leaking. The game goes full futa on male, no coy fade to black, with long CG shots that linger on penetration, precum threads, messy faces. It is explicit without pretending to be classy. Also, whoever drew the veins on her shaft was clearly very proud of them. She uses that thing like it owes her money.

The humor sticks around even during the dirty bits, which helps a lot. She keeps calling him “pervy little stepbro” while choking him with her cock, which should not be as hot as it is. The step fantasy is leaned on hard but played with a wink, like the game knows you have been on Pornhub and is just giving you the upgraded VN version. Some choices are basically “do you want to be a brat and get dominated harder, or be obedient and get rewarded with her using your mouth like an onahole,” and both routes end with your ass getting claimed anyway. The writing occasionally trips over its own English in a way that made me think of old fan translations on Fakku, but honestly it kind of fits the trashy charm. It is not trying to be deep, it just wants to show you a busty, sarcastic redhead stepsister with a massive dick absolutely wrecking the guy who thought he was the one doing the seducing. You open it in one tab, forget your other apps exist, and suddenly your keyboard needs a wipe.

This one hits me right in my performer brain, in a weird way. Whole thing feels like you stole a pervert gadget from backstage and now you’re crawling around a club trying it on every girl that passes. You’ve got this “strip lens” that looks all innocent at first, like some cheap toy from AliExpress, and then you hold it on a girl and suddenly her clothes are gone and you’re staring like a dumb tourist in a red light district. It’s not subtle, at all. You scan, you peek, you poke around the scene, and each time you’re thinking “ok, where’s the damn key, I want the show, not just the tease.” As a burlesque dancer my brain kept turning it into choreography. Like, I’m imagining some drunk guy in front row with that lens in his hand, trying to undress me from his seat, and I’m just playing with him, turning away, hiding the “key” under my garter. The game kind of feels like that. On your screen you’re hunting those stupid little hidden spots, and when you finally unlock her, she starts stripping and you go “ah fuck, yeah, that’s what I wanted from the start.”

What I liked is that the girls don’t look like some plastic CG dolls, they feel like actual models who probably have an Instagram full of selfies and thirst traps. Blonde, redhead, each with her own vibe. One looks like that girl who serves coffee near my rehearsal studio, all sweet and innocent until the bra comes off and you’re like, ohhh, ok, you’re trouble. Another one has that redhead attitude that screams “I’ll ruin your life and you’ll thank me.” And yeah, the shows are more in the erotic zone than hardcore, but the striptease is the focus, and I’m biased, I live for that. She plays with lingerie, turns slow, takes her panties off last, all that. It’s not art, but it works. At one point I had Spotify running in background, some old-school jazz, and suddenly the whole thing felt like I was watching a secret burlesque audition someone filmed on their phone. Very trashy. Very hot. Sometimes during the hidden object parts it gets annoying, though. You’re just clicking around like a horny raccoon, trying to find this invisible “key” so she finally does the real show, and it breaks the mood a little when you’re stuck on a stupid lamp in the corner. But then you get it, the strip starts, and you forget you just spent way too long staring at a potted plant on your screen. And I wish they let you mess more with the pace of the routine, like choosing if she keeps stockings on or not, but they don’t and they never will and that’s it. Still, that lens idea is dirty in a good way, like peeping from backstage curtains during someone else’s act, knowing you’re not supposed to but doing it anyway, cock already half hard before the bra even hits the floor.