"are u going to tell ur mommy," dad grunts roughly in my ear, humping his hard penis against me. i can feel a wet spot on my butt from where his precum leaked through. his massive hands are roaming all over me, squeezing my neck & pinching my nipples & smacking my butt. when he holds my hips to move me back against him i can feel the coolness of his wedding ring. i don't reply, just stare at the wall. there's a spot that's still missing wallpaper from the other week, when Jake scraped it off with his knife to test how sharp it was. "no, i know you're not going to tell on daddy baby," he licks up & down my ear then moans loudly, humping me faster, "you know how i know?? because u like it."

i want to curse him out but bite down hard on my tongue instead. try to focus on how that feels instead of everything else. he's working himself up & decides to take my silence as confirmation. "yeah that's right, see? ik u like it. u might pretend u don't, but u never tell, bc u know i'd get in trouble & we'd have to stop, & u don't want to..." he reaches around to grab my face and slowly pushes a finger into my mouth, "you're my little princess, my good little fucking princess." Dad's hand that'd been rubbing my tummy dips lower, into my panties, & i hear him hiss when he touches my vagina. "fuuuuuuuck your smooth soft little CUNT." He's humping me so furiously my panties start to ride down in the back, but he doesn't notice. He's too busy nuzzling my neck, licking and lightly nibbling, always careful not to leave a mark. Dad slowly pushes 2 of his fingers inside my vagina, but i refuse to react, just continue to hang limp in his grasp. he's pressed against my cheek now, panting. "ohhhhhhh. your little part is so nice & tight inside like always baby. can daddy's grownup part come in to play too?" he isn't even humping me atp, just basically rubbing, his penis not coming off of me for even a second. i'm unable to tamp down my reaction this time, & a loud, scared, "NO!!!!" flies out of my mouth. instantly i freeze with regret. dad's caught off guard for a split second & stops moving for a moment, then immediately picks back up, even faster than before.

"no?? u should know better than that, little girl," he teases, slipping his hand out of my panties and up to my neck. with his other hand he abruptly pulls my panties down to my knees & slides his penis through my thigh gap. as soon as dad's bare skin touches mine, i try to struggle free of him & feel the prick of tears. he tightens his grip on my neck & holds me against him, my head only reaching his collarbones. "it only makes me want it more," he whispers, slowly sliding against my vagina, then sliding all the way back, till his wet tip is touching my buttcheeks. dad licks & kisses the side of my face as he slowwwwly slides back into his previous position, & my ear fills with his expletives & moans. starting w the tip of his penis, he slides himself against my butthole, then through my lips, until he's completely pressed against my back. as much as i wish i could, i can't stop the sobs ripping through my body. he's never gone this far, he's really gonna do it. dad growls & eagerly licks up my tears, rubbing himself against me so fast my private place feels hot. "fuck yes. fuck yesssssss. keep crying for me kiddo, keep fucking crying." i can barely discern his words through his animalistic growls & grunts, & i wish i hadn't been able to. "you know you want it, princess. u don't have to preten-ohhhhhhhh fuck...u don't have to hide it. feel how hard u make your dad?? yeah?" he grabs my chin & turns my face to his, then practically eats my mouth, shoving his tongue past my lips & moaning when he touches mine. dad finally pulls away but doesn't release my face, just pinches my cheeks & stares at me. his eyes roam my face that is dripping with tears, snot, & now drool. "my pretty little girl. ugh...doesn't daddy's grownup part feel better with no clothes in the way? mmmmm gimme a kiss." i try to pull away but he holds my head firm, flicking his tongue across my lips, then shoving it in my mouth.

when dad pulls away again he looks down at me with half lidded eyes, & releases my face from his grasp. "please dad, not inside. don't put it inside," i plead, no longer able to find the spot on the wall through my tears. "fuck. say that again kiddo. beg me," he moans & starts slapping himself against me harder & harder, & i get more & more scared. "PLEASE DONT GO INSIDE DONT PUT IT IN PLEASE PLEASEEEE DAD PLEA-" my desperate pleading's cutoff by dad abruptly choking me. he holds me to his chest, repositions his dick so he's rubbing against my buttcheek, & starts grunting. "holy shit. i'm cumming kiddo!!! you're making dad cum again-ugh ughhhhhhh. i love u so much babygirl i love your little no no partsssssss UGH." i flinch when i feel his warm cum land across my back, when he slumps against me & kisses & licks whatever skin he has easy access to while he rubs his deflating penis on me until he's fully soft, calling me his good little girl & childhood nicknames, talking about how good i feel & how much fun he had. he always does that.

dad pulls my panties back up, & when he finally gets off of me i lunge for the clothes he'd stripped me of. he chuckles at my franticness & watches me redress, pulling his own clothes on in slo-mo. i refuse to look at him. i know that's what he wants. "i always love our playtimes, kiddo. even though all of that should've gone inside you. it's just not time yet. aren't you excited for when it is??" i rush out of the room, ready for my usual post-dad shower, which involves standing under the scalding water till it turns cold. i pretend i don't hear him call out, "I love you princess!!"

30 mins later mom comes home w Jake. dad comes (back) home an hour later, at 7:30 pm on the dot, like he always does. as far as every1 else knows, that's when dad gets home. never earlier or later. we all sit down to a lovely dinner of delivered Italian food, & pretend to be a functioning family. mom occasionally nods off into her wine glass, only to be awakened by the smell, & promptly takes a sip. she smiles & nods dazedly at anyone who speaks to her, maybe she'll even get a few words out. me & her are the ghosts of the dinner table. jake & dad are the only ones who have actual conversations. i'm not even really sure what they talk about. as for me, i get hollow questions from dad about my day or what i learned in school, along with 'mmhm's & 'aahhh's from mom if im lucky. mostly i just stare at my food until i can get away. i think i could leave my food completely untouched every day, & no one would even notice until i died of starvation-& even then only dad would bc his favorite toy would be gone.

after dinner is friday family movie time. a leftover remnant of a time before mom decided to lose herself in her prescriptions & to us. jake just sits on his phone the whole time, not even bothering to turn his volume down when he watches reels or Tiktok vids. mom always passes out 30-40 mins into the movie, & dad follows shortly after with the help of a few beers. sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night to play w me in my room, but sometimes he doesn't. so it may be laughably pathetic & kinda heartbreaking, but i'm grateful for sad fake family movie night.

i blearily blink my eyes open. my room's still as dark as it was when i went to sleep, why am i awake? it takes 1 more blink to realize why. dad's rubbing himself against me again. "mmmm, yeah. my little girl's kiddo cunnie......so puffy & smooth. mmmmm. mmmm," dad's breath is hot on the back of my neck, his big hand grabbing at my butt. he bites my earlobe & i yelp a little. "did i wake u up kiddo?? good, that's good. daddy wants to play," he whispers in my ear, his tongue tracing it. i try to zone out, dissociate, distance myself from this moment, but tears prick the corners of my eyes & i squeeze them shut in hopes everything else'll go black too, not just behind my eyelids. "god, i can feel your soft plump little ass with every push," he grinds against me to prove his point. "do u wanna touch daddy's big boy part baby? you're going to, daddy wants u to," his voice is breathy, barely solid enough to hold words. he's rubbing himself so fast against me i think he might cum now, just from the idea of making me touch him. he slows down & slips his penis from between my thighs, pushing at me with his hands, "turn around turn around."

now facing him, he fills my vision. there's nothing i can stare at to try to lose myself in. dad grabs my wrist & puts my hand on his penis. as soon as i touch it his hips jerk & he grunts. "grab it, princess. a little harder than that, yup, good. now go up & down. spit on the top, ooooh yeah. faster now, don't loosen ur grip, faster. ah, fuck. justttt like that." his penis is slick with precum & spit. it throbs in my hand, hotter & harder than i thought a body part could get. not wanting to look at him, i look down instead. dad's hips start to rise up to meet my hand, "that's right, look at what you're doing to daddy. i told u i know u like it. u want it don't u?? u want it in your little mouth." his hand is suddenly on the back of my neck, pushing me down to his penis. i have no time to react & barely have time to take a breath before i'm swallowing it. "yesssssssssssss. oh god, yessssss," dad moves my head up & down on him. i'm barely past the tip, & to my surprise he doesn't force me further down. "your mouth's so small, feels even better than i imagined kiddo. now the only thing left is ur lower mouth," he chuckles at himself, which turns into a moan, & he grips my hair. "yeah, yeah, suck on it. my dirty little girl, daddy's so proud of you." he holds my head in place with both hands, & starts to thrust. my hands instantly push against him, trying to get him to stop, get some air, but it's no use. my struggling just turns him on more, "mmmmmyeah?? you're making such nice noises kiddo. open that tiny mouth more for dad." drool's pouring from my mouth, little pools of it have formed in dad's lap. i can't breathe. wet gargles & the creaking bed fill the room, along with dad's barely quiet moans. he wraps his hands tighter in my hair. i wonder how no one in the house can hear this, how it doesn't wake them from sleep.

dad jerks himself off with my mouth. his voice is shaky, he's struggling to keep it low. "choke on dad's cock sweetie. i'm going to explode in your little fucking mouth. be my good girl, swallow all of it. ahahah, im cumming!!! i'm cumming on my babygirl's tongueee." his cum hits the back of my throat & makes me gag more. it drips down his penis & splatters on his stomach as i continue to choke. seconds feel like hours as he thrusts into my mouth, until the spurts finally stop & he releases his grip on my head. i fall back onto the bed & gasp for air, wiping the snot, tears, & cum from my mouth & nose. i've barely drawn 2 breaths when dad grabs me again. he licks at my mouth & kisses me roughly, nipping at my lips like a starved man being goaded w food; i can feel him restraining himself. he caresses my face & wipes away the tears streaming down my cheeks, then tightens his grip. "did i say u were done?" he growls, & shoves me back down to his penis. "look at the mess u made, u didn't listen to daddy. clean it up," he orders, rubbing his now limp penis on my face. just wanting this to be over i hurriedly lick around his base, the cum drops on his belly, & the sticky white streaks running down his penis. he groans quietly, repeatedly cursing & saying my name under his breath. his penis twitches occasionally throughout, i can feel it getting hard again. dad's hands are playing in my hair, lightly tugging when i hit a particularly good spot.

i'm just about finished cleaning him up, & he's fully erect again. i pretend there's more mess to clean & hope he doesn't notice so i can avoid a repeat of what i'd just went through for as long as possible. dad suddenly stiffens, pushes me off of him, pulls the covers over us, & puts his hand over my mouth. i lay still, scared & unsure of what's happening or about to, when i notice what he already had. footsteps coming down the hall. by the sound of the shuffling feet, it's a half asleep Jake. he passes my room & there's the click of the bathroom door shutting. dad slides out of my bed & puts his clothes back on, then stands there for a little, staring at me. "later then. goodnight princess," he whispers after a beat, then leaves so silently i almost wonder if he was really here or if i was dreaming, but my aching throat reminds me i'm not.