Transmigrated Daddy of the Hentai World

"Anna just wants a casual outing with her busy Daddy."

Daniel’s voice was soft, low, and breathy — the kind of tone that sounded like he might start moaning at any second. His fingers never stopped moving. They slowly circled and teased Angela’s still-swollen, oversensitive nipple through the thin, slightly damp fabric of her bathrobe, pinching and rolling the stiff little bud with deliberate cruelty.

He leaned in even closer. His lips brushed the shell of her ear as a thick stream of hot breath spilled directly into her ear canal, making her whole body shiver.

"Stay put, my dear... Because when I come back, you’re going to see a real beast stirring your insides... stretching this sore little cunt of yours until you can’t walk straight."

Twist—

BOOM.

Angela’s mind exploded in pure white heat.

Her milfy body shuddered violently and collapsed into his embrace like a puppet with cut strings. The combination was too deadly — the filthy whisper, the hot breath flooding her ear, and the merciless pinch on her already abused nipple. Her knees gave out completely. A broken, wet little sound escaped her throat as she melted against his chest, completely stunned and dripping.

Daniel finished tying his shoes while Anna waited beside him, shifting restlessly from foot to foot, thighs pressing together. Angela still stood nearby, face flushed deep red, lost in her own hazy, filthy world — replaying the image of her husband holding her down by the throat and fucking her senseless while she drowned in the wet, shameful sounds of her own cunt.

After the last shoe was on, Daniel looked up at Anna with a small, dark smile.

"After you, Daddy’s little girl."

He turned to Angela to say goodbye, but the sight of her stopped him. She was still frozen, eyes unfocused and glassy, clearly trapped inside a vivid fantasy where he had her bent over and was rearranging her guts while she sobbed in pleasure.

Daniel decided to leave her with one more filthy gift.

He stepped in close, leaned down until their faces were only inches apart, and spoke in a slow, hazy, dominant voice thick with promise—

"Wait for me with your cunt open, my dear. When I come back, I expect to find a good little hole already dripping... swollen... and ready for her hungry husband to ruin all over again."

Shut—

The front door closed behind them as Anna yanked her daddy outside by the wrist, practically dragging him toward the car with desperate strength.

The moment they were alone on the driveway she spun on him, pouted hard, and puffed her cheeks out.

"Daddy, you’ve become too shameless!"

"You’re doing things like that even in front of your own daughter! kissing her like that... You’ve changed too much!!"

She was clearly angry and jealous. Watching her long-time crush get filthy with someone else — even if that someone was her own mother — still made hot possessiveness burn in her chest and between her legs.

Daniel could only smile at her cute, cock-hungry little tantrum.

When he didn’t answer, Anna let out a sharp "Humph!" and stormed ahead of him toward the car, hips swaying with leftover irritation and barely-contained arousal.

Inside the luxurious car, Daniel gripped the steering wheel with perfect control... until a violent, full-body shudder ran through him and a low, filthy moan slipped past his parted lips.

"Angg—!"

He couldn’t help it. It just felt too fucking good.

All because of the little blonde culprit currently busy between his spread legs.

He glanced down. A young, pretty head was bobbing greedily, desperately up and down on his thick, fully erect cock. Anna’s soft pink lips were stretched obscenely wide around his girth, the corners of her mouth shiny and messy. A massive amount of thick saliva already coated his entire shaft in glistening strands that dripped down onto his balls and the car seat. She sucked with the fierce, frantic intensity of a kitten terrified of losing her favorite bone — cheeks hollowed, tongue working overtime.

"Ahngg—!"

Her fingers dug hard into his thighs, squeezing the firm muscle as she looked up at him through watery eyes. Her eyes were blown wide, throat visibly bulging and stretched around his cock every time she forced herself deeper. The sight was so filthy and perfect that every other girl he had ever fucked failed in comparison. His cock jerked violently with the urgent, animal need to explode inside her mouth-cunt, flood her throat, and pump her belly full of thick, heavy protein.

Her mouth worked like a broken faucet. Saliva poured down his length in continuous silky strands; every time she rose and sank again she made loud, wet slurp-schlick-slurp sounds, sucking it all back up and recoating him in her hot, dripping heat.

"AHHMPFFFF—!"

"Dhadhy, yhu har thuu shenchitive!!"

(Daddy, you are too sensitive!!)

She tried to speak while still choking on his cock, her vibrating lips and humming throat sending sharp bolts of pure lust straight down his spine and into his balls.

For a moment Daniel’s eyes fluttered shut in pure, filthy bliss. He felt her hot, soft lips dragging up and down his veined shaft, her thick saliva and warm breath completely trapping his cock between wet, fleshy walls. His veins pulsed hard against her hollowed cheeks. His cock kept throbbing with the desperate, primal urge to breed her little slutty mouth until it overflowed.

A sudden loud PEEEE—PEEEE! from the car behind them ripped him out of the haze. He quickly steered aside to let the impatient driver pass, cursing under his breath at the interruption while Anna never once stopped sucking.

He was just about to focus back on the road when Anna suddenly scraped her teeth lightly over the hypersensitive head of his cock.

A rush of painful, electric, mind-blanking pleasure shot straight through his entire body.

"OHH~ FUCK~ ANNA—!"

Daniel groaned loudly, almost shouting. His hips bucked upward hard on pure instinct. One hand shot off the steering wheel, tangled brutally in her long blonde hair, and shoved her head all the way down until her soft nose smashed against his pelvis and her throat convulsed around him.

His cock throbbed once... twice... then erupted like a broken dam.

SPURT—! SPURT—! SPURT—! SPURT—!

Thick, heavy, rope after rope of cum blasted straight into her mouth with violent force. Big, creamy shots painted her gums, her teeth, the soft insides of her cheeks, and — most of all — the back of her throat. Spurt after relentless spurt hammered against her throat in heavy pulses. Her breath got completely cut off. She squirmed and trembled violently, eyes going huge and watery as she frantically squeezed and slapped at his thighs for air, throat working desperately to swallow what it could.

Only after he had emptied himself to the very last drop did Daniel finally pull her off by the hair with a long, wet, filthy schlick.

Anna collapsed back into the passenger seat, thoroughly gagged and wrecked. She sucked in deep, desperate, wet breaths. Her chest heaved wildly, heavy young breasts rising and falling rapidly under the tight white top. Thick white droplets of his cum dripped down her chin in slow, sticky trails and landed on the upper curve of her cleavage, soaking into the fabric.

Only after she had calmed down a little did she turn toward her daddy, lips still shiny and swollen, ready to scold him for being so rough and dumping so much inside her throat.

Then her eyes dropped to his crotch.

His thick cock was still bare, still half-hard and twitching, and a fat, creamy drop of leftover cum was slowly oozing from the slit and threatening to drip onto the seat.

Saliva flooded her mouth instantly.

Before she could stop herself she shot forward like a starving animal and lapped the drop up with lightning speed, tongue dragging hot and wet over the sensitive, cum-smeared head, cleaning him completely.

Daniel’s eyes widened in shock and fresh lust.

Anna immediately pulled back as if burned, turned her face away toward the window, and blushed so hard the heat crawled all the way down her neck and chest. Her hand shot up to wipe the milky drool and leftover cum still dripping from her chin, completely mortified by her own greedy, slutty instinct... even as her empty cunt clenched hard around nothing.