Transmigrated Daddy of the Hentai World

Daniel pressed his naked body fully against her back.

His firm chest met the warm, slightly sweaty skin of her shoulders. One large hand slid around her soft curves from behind and grabbed a heavy, overflowing handful of her bare breast, squeezing the spit-marked flesh firmly enough to make it bulge between his fingers. His other hand cupped her cunt completely, thick palm covering the dripping, toy-stuffed lips and clamping shut the leaking faucet of her pussy. He just wanted to feel every soft, wet part of her in his hand.

God, she was soaked.

Her cunt was wet like a river in flood and soft like a warm, overfilled balloon. Thick, creamy juices immediately coated his fingers and palm. He pressed harder, rubbing and squeezing the swollen, puffy folds roughly, feeling the hard little vibrator shift inside her with every movement. Elise’s thick thighs clenched tight around his hand. Her toes curled hard inside her heels until they cramped. Her neck arched back sharply, lips pressed tightly together to trap the moan that tried to claw its way out.

Daniel leaned in until his mouth was right against the sensitive shell of her ear. Hot, heavy, humid breaths washed over the skin as he muttered in a low, rough, claiming voice—

"I’m going to claim you."

"Do you have any objection?"

Elise’s eyes widened. She wanted to shake her head — to protest, to say this was wrong, that she was married — but another heavy, full-body shiver ran down her spine instead. The pleasure flooding through her under Touch of Lust was something she had never felt before. Sensations she never even knew existed. Her heart felt greedy, traitorous, and terrified all at once.

Before she could force out a single word, Daniel continued, voice dark and absolute—

"If you have any objection... then shove it up your ass later. Just like I’m going to do now."

She shivered hard, a full-body tremble that made her fat ass jiggle against his clamped palm.

Her husband had never talked to her like this. Forget talking like this — he barely had time for her at all. He worked long hours at an IT company, came home late most nights completely drained of energy, and refused any romance because he had to wake up early. Sometimes he didn’t come home at all, pulled into all-nighters by his boss.

Her cunt had dried up from pure, months-long neglect. No touching, no filling, no attention. That was why she had been forced to start pleasuring herself. She tried dildos and vibrators at home to let out the desperate pressure, but nothing ever worked. She couldn’t even cum. Then one day she watched a series where the female character walked around with a vibrator buried inside her while a man controlled the remote from somewhere hidden, forcing her to keep working and smiling like nothing was wrong. For the first time something dark and hungry stirred deep in Elise’s chest... though she still didn’t have the courage to try it herself.

After another full week of no sex, her empty, aching cunt couldn’t take it anymore. She finally decided to do it.

The next day at work she slipped the little egg inside herself and turned it on while she smiled at customers and folded expensive clothes. The moment the soft vibrations started against her neglected, sensitive walls while being surrounded by customers and her friends, something broke open inside her. She was forced to come hard — flooding her own cunt in thick pulses, knees weakening so badly she had to sit down right there in a back room, ass in a small growing puddle of her own creamy juices, crying silent tears of pure, shaky relief and happiness.

After that it became a habit. A dirty little secret that helped her survive the sexless days.

She never imagined that habit would land her in this exact situation — pressed completely naked against a mirror by a customer who had found her remote, her heavy breasts flattened against the cold glass, his hand clamped possessively over her dripping cunt, his thick, hard cock already rubbing and leaking against the soft curve of her ass.

She wanted to hate him.

She wanted to hate the circumstances.

But she couldn’t.

Deep in her heart she had been craving exactly this — for someone to discover her secret and force her into something steamy, rough, and real. And the sensations he was giving her right now were a hundred times more heavenly, more overwhelming, than anything she had ever imagined while she was alone with her toy.

Daniel’s fingers kept pressing and rubbing her soaked, stuffed pussy while his other hand continued mauling her breast from behind. His cock throbbed hot, hard, and heavy against the soft curve of her ass as he held her trapped and waiting.

Elise’s breathing turned shaky and rapid. Her eyes stayed wide, staring at her own reflection in the mirror — flushed face, spit-shined tits pressed flat and distorted against the glass, the man’s thick hand owning her cunt — while her body continued to leak and tremble under his touch, no longer able to tell whether she wanted him to stop... or to finally push inside and claim her completely.

His hand then loosened over her cunt and traced a slow, deliberate, teasing circle around her dripping, puffy lips, enjoying the little helpless shudders that kept running through her body. Elise thought he was about to pull the little vibrator out and stuff her neglected pussy with his thick, hard cock.

She was proven completely wrong the next second.

Leaving her breast, Daniel slid that hand down and grabbed a thick handful of her left ass cheek, spreading it wide open with rough fingers. With his other hand he used his index finger, middle finger, and thumb to push the little vibrator deeper, forcing the entire egg fully inside her cunt against her body’s natural protest. Elise rose high onto her toes for a second as her stomach contracted hard in shock. A small, broken, high-pitched "Ahh—!" escaped her lips before she quickly clamped them shut again, eyes squeezing tight.

Once he was sure the little pink head was no longer peeking out and the toy was completely buried and trapped inside her flooded hole, Daniel grinned wildly, dark and triumphant.

He spread both of her fat, heavy ass cheeks wide with both hands, pulling the soft flesh apart until her tight, pink, puckered asshole was fully exposed and winking under the bright lights. He aimed the swollen, precum-leaking head of his thick cock against the tiny ring. The moment the hot, wet, silky slit of his cock kissed her tightly closed hole, Elise shivered violently, as if a powerful electric current had shot through every nerve in her body. Her eyes flew wide open in pure panic and she tried to scream in protest.

"Not ther—!"

BAAAMMMM—!!

TEARR—!!

PLAPP—!