Transmigrated Daddy of the Hentai World

Knock~Knock

A light, unexpected knock on the bathroom door startled them both like a gunshot.

Daniel and Anna turned toward the sound with stiff, mechanical panic. The sudden movement dragged Daniel’s nose firmly through the soaked, oversensitive folds of her freshly cleaned cunt. The soft, wet contact made her swollen walls flutter and clench hard, forcing a tiny, involuntary spurt of clear juice straight onto his lips and chin.

"Am~!"

A soft, broken, slutty purr escaped her parted lips as she kept heaving for breath.

Her entire body was still raw and hypersensitive; even the cool bathroom air felt like too much against her open, dripping hole.

"Hubby?!"

Angela’s voice came clearly through the door.

Both of their eyes widened in pure terror. Anna instantly clamped both hands over her mouth so hard her fingers dug into her cheeks, eyes huge with fear.

"Ump—!"

Her body continued to spasm above Daniel’s face in short, uncontrollable shudders. Her cunt kept spurting little dirty shots of juice onto his lips, chin, and nose.

Without thinking, he darted his thick tongue out and licked every drop clean, savoring his daughter’s raw, musky, post-orgasm taste even as danger stood right outside the door.

Her thick, aroused scent kept flooding his nostrils in heavy waves, filling his lungs with pure filth and naughtiness. For a dangerous second the addictive smell made him forget his wife was only a few feet away. His thoughts turned hazy and greedy again. He leaned in and smacked his open mouth right back onto her drippy, twitching folds, giving her a slow, wet, filthy kiss that made a soft schlick echo in the steamy air.

"Hubby~ Are you done?!" Angela called.

Daniel answered without pulling his face away from her cunt.

"Yemphh—!"

His voice came out completely muffled, face buried deep between her fat, wet ass cheeks, lips sealed against her open pussy.

The vibrations of his muffled reply traveled straight through her sensitive, swollen folds like a vibrator, making Anna shiver violently. Her heavy ass plapped wetly against his face as she tried to lift herself away from the sudden stimulation, only to lose strength and fall right back onto his mouth with a filthy, juicy smack. She moaned desperately into her own hands.

"Mmpff—!"

"What happened? Why is your voice coming out so... muffled and rough?!"

"Nothipff Happempfff!" (Nothing happened!)

Another violent shudder shot through Anna’s cunt from the deep vibrations of his voice against her most sensitive flesh. His tongue, still half-inside her, kept lazily lapping and curling against her inner walls like a greedy, quirky snake that refused to leave its warm nest. Thick strands of her juice stretched between his tongue and her folds every time he moved.

She turned her head over her shoulder and looked down. Her daddy’s entire face was completely hidden under her young, fat, glistening ass. Only the lower part of his jaw and the wet, shiny mess of her cream on his skin were visible. The sight made her blush so hard her ears and neck burned with pure, filthy shame.

"Hubby, are you okay??"

Knock~Knock

Anna’s fear spiked with every knock and every worried word from her mother. Her little heart hammered so violently against her ribs it felt like it wanted to burst out of her chest and escape.

"Hubby?? Open the door! I wanna bath with you!!"

Knock~knock

Anna’s hazy, post-orgasm mind sharpened with pure, icy terror. Her eyes flew wide at the clear, cheerful demand to come inside. Her stomach clenched hard. Fear surged up her throat like bile—

—then her breath hitched violently as Daniel suddenly bit down on one of her puffy outer folds and tugged the soft, sensitive flesh between his teeth hard.

Her head snapped back. Her spine arched. She clamped her hands even tighter over her mouth, terrified any sound would leak out and doom them both.

"UMPFFFF—!"

Daniel kept licking, sucking, and lightly chewing on her cunt like he couldn’t hear Angela at all — like the only thing that existed in the world was the dripping, twitching hole in front of his face.

"Danial? Danial? Are you okay? Are you listening to me? Please speak!!"

Angela’s voice grew genuinely panicked. Fear gnawed at her. She was certain he had pushed his body too far after cumming so many times the previous night and this morning. She had actually come to check on him, even though her own well-fucked cunt still throbbed and ached from his all-night onslaught. She still didn’t understand how she was even able to walk. She had been sure both of them would need at least two full days of bed rest.

Anna’s fear reached a breaking point. The situation was escalating too fast. She could not — under any circumstances — be found in the bathroom with her daddy’s face buried in her freshly eaten, juice-smeared cunt.

She frantically wiggled her hips and ass against his face, trying to signal him, to shake him out of his lust-drunk haze. The wet, slippery movement only made him enjoy it more; he groaned softly against her folds and licked even deeper, tongue pushing inside her again.

At last, with desperate, trembling strength, Anna yanked her cunt away from his hungry mouth. His teeth grazed roughly over her sensitive, swollen folds as they pulled free, sending a sharp spike of painful, electric pleasure straight up her spine. She arched hard, a silent scream locked behind her hands, finally succeeding in forcing him to release her.

Her heaving, sweat-slicked front fell against the cold marble wall for support. Her legs shook so badly she could barely stay upright.

Daniel still stared at her spasming, shuddering, juice-dripping ass cheeks with raw, dark, possessive hunger. Then her urgent, terrified whispered voice finally cut through the thick fog of lust.

"Daddy—! Mommy is here! Please, listen to her!!"

He raised his head. Anna had turned her face fully over her shoulder, eyes wide with pure fear, cheeks burning, mouthing the words slowly and desperately. The genuine panic in her expression finally dragged him back to reality. He heard his wife’s voice again — louder, more terrified, almost frantic.

"Danial!! Thud—! Thud—! Are you listening to me??! Danial! Open the door, please!! Oh my God!!"

Daniel quickly stood up. His thick cock was still rock-hard, glistening with precum and her juices, bobbing heavily in the air. He shouted toward the door, voice rough.

"I am okay!!"

Instant, massive relief flooded Angela’s voice.

"Ohh! Thank God, you’re okay!! Please open the door then!!"

"Yes~ Yes!! Wait a second while I wear a towel!!"

"No~ No—! Open the door first! What is privacy between us anyway?!"

Daniel’s blood ran cold.

He had fucked up.

Anna had fucked up.

Both of their hearts slammed violently against their chests like war drums. Anna spun around completely, pressing her back and her still-dripping ass against the cold wall, staring at her daddy with wide, terrified, watery eyes. Her heavy breasts rose and fell rapidly. Her lips parted as she mouthed silently, desperately, the words barely formed—

"What should we do now, Daddy?!"