Transmigrated Daddy of the Hentai World

The second the thick, scorching-hot length of a real cock pressed firmly against her tight, puckered asshole, Anna’s eyes flew wide open in pure shock.

Startled, she jumped backward on pure instinct — only to slam her hot, water-slicked, trembling back straight into a broad, naked, muscular chest. Strong arms locked around her from behind like iron. One large hand clamped over the soft, young plane of her stomach and yanked her flush against him so hard her ass cheeks squished against his hips. The thick, burning cock slid heavily down the soaked cleft of her ass, the fat head dragging through her wet folds and the soft crack until it rested heavily between her cheeks.

Her mouth opened to scream.

The moment her head reached his chest, Daniel lifted the hand from her stomach, clamped it firmly around her slender neck just under her chin, and forced her head back until the back of her skull pressed against his collarbone. Then he leaned down and completely devoured her open mouth in one hungry, claiming motion.

Anna’s startled scream poured straight into his mouth — muffled, hot, and desperate.

He sealed her soft, plump lips completely, tongue pushing inside to taste her as he swallowed every sound she tried to make.

Her wide, panicked eyes stared up into her daddy’s clear, dark, possessive gaze while he kissed her like he already owned every inch of her.

She shuddered hard.

She trembled violently.

But within seconds the fear melted into something far hotter.

Her thick, hot back sank deeper into his broad, naked chest. Her body went soft and pliant against him, melting like warm wax, as if every ounce of anxiety about the unknown person behind her had simply evaporated the instant she realized it was her own daddy.

Daniel kept one hand clamped around her throat while the other still held the hand shower, now pointed uselessly downward so water ran across the wet tiles.

SMOOCH—! SQUELCH—! SLURP—!

Dirty, wet, filthy kissing sounds echoed lewdly through the steamy bathroom. Saliva dripped from the corner of their joined mouths.

With a wet, obscene POP he finally released her swollen lips, giving the poor girl a chance to breathe.

Anna’s eyes fluttered open, half-lidded and completely dazed. She gasped for air in short, rapid, shaky pants, her flushed face still tilted up toward his. Their noses almost touched. A shiny string of mixed saliva still connected their lips for a second before it broke.

"Feeling horny, my dear?" Daniel asked, voice low, amused, and thick with lust.

Anna’s half-lidded eyes shot wide with pure mortification. The realization that her own daddy had been standing there watching her finger-fuck and water-blast her own cunt crashed into her like a tidal wave. Her entire body trembled inside his embrace. She squirmed and tried to turn her burning face away in pure, delicious shame.

Daniel felt the helpless movement and smirked. He released her neck only to grab her jaw hard and roughly, fingers digging into her soft cheeks as he forced her to look straight up at him like a god staring down at a trembling, wet little lamb.

Anna’s eyes darted left and right in panic.

Her face burned a deep, filthy crimson. Heat crawled down her spine and pooled heavily between her legs, but the hot, helpless shudder refused to leave her aching body.

She could still feel that long, thick, veined dragon resting heavily along her dripping cleft. Without meaning to, her fat ass gave a small, involuntary, slutty grind against his pelvis, dragging her soaked pussy lips and the soft crack of her ass along his shaft — coating every inch of him in the warm water and creamy juices that had just been flushed out of her.

Daniel grinned the moment he felt his dear daughter grinding her thick, jiggling ass against his cock, clearly desperate to feel every ridge and vein against her holes.

He clamped her jaw tighter and stared straight into her innocent, lust-clouded eyes.

"Anna~ Anna—!"

Her voice came out trembling, thick with lust and pure shame.

"Yes... Daddy—!"

Daniel’s heart thudded hard against his chest. For some reason this particular daughter of his stirred something deeper and hungrier. The more he looked at her, the more he wanted to ruin her. Those innocent eyes mixed with that natural gyaru softness made her completely different from the others — and far more addictive.

She looked so warm, so chocolaty, so fuckable that he wanted to devour every single hole she had. Her big, young, heavy breasts — clearly inherited from her mother — hung pert and proud, the stiff pink nipples begging to be pinched, twisted, and bitten. But right now Daniel was too focused on her face: that perfect, filthy mix of innocence and pure debauched need.

He gave a sharp, wet smack of his hips against her ass, making her body jerk forward and her breasts bounce against the air.

"Feeling horny?" he asked again, voice low and deliberate, watching the way her body shivered and burned at the same time.

Hot white breath left her parted lips as she answered, voice shaking.

"N-No... D-addy..."

Daniel’s fingers roamed over her soft, spit-shiny lips, stretching and pouting them so her voice came out even hazier and more broken.

"Telling lies ?" His eyes burned straight through both of her holes at once.

"No... Daddy..." she whispered, voice husky, thick, and dripping with the very lust she was trying to deny.

Daniel’s eyes darkened with pure wicked hunger. A filthy, knowing grin spread across his face. He pushed her forward until her hot, wet, trembling front pressed flat against the cold marble wall. Her huge, young breasts smashed and spilled against the freezing surface, soft flesh flattening and nipples hardening into tight little peaks from the sudden chill.

He released her jaw and slowly slid both hands down the curve of her back, crouching behind her completely naked body until he was eye-level with the most perfect, round, peachy, jiggling ass he had ever seen. The wet, creamy cleft where his cock had just rested was still shiny and dripping. His thick dragon throbbed so hard it ached, the head leaking thick precum as it roared to tear into her virgin cunt and paint her womb with blood and cum.

He tossed the hand shower aside. Water continued to spill uselessly across the floor in noisy splashes.

Both of his large hands grabbed her fat ass cheeks, fingers sinking deep into the soft, plump, tan meat until the flesh bulged between his digits. He pulled them apart hard, spreading her wide open so he could stare directly at her twitching, aching, freshly rinsed cunt and the tight, pink, puckered star of her asshole.

His breath caught in his throat. His mouth went completely dry.

He leaned in until his nose was only an inch from her dripping, glistening pussy. He took a long, deep, filthy inhale of her sacred, musky, aroused scent and muttered in a thick, cold, dominant voice that sent pure, helpless shivers of thrill down her spine—

"Open your cunt."

Anna’s mind went completely blank.

She had dreamed for years of secret, dirty little moments with her daddy behind her mother’s and sisters’ backs. Her brother? Did that bastard even exist in those fantasies?

She couldn’t speak. His voice was too heavy, too hot, too commanding. It wrapped around her like a collar.

But Daniel wanted an answer.

So he—

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