[Ring]
[Ring]
Jenna rolled over to look at her clock. It was 3 am. Who would be calling me at 3 am she thought to herself.
"Hello?" she said, still half asleep.
"Hello?" she said again.
She could hear someone breathing on the other end.
"If you're not going to say anything, then why fucking call me at 3 am?!??" she yelled.
"Jenna, it's me" said a man's voice.
"Daddy?!?"
"Yes" he answered.
"Daddy, what's wrong" she asked, sitting up in bed and turning on the lamp.
"It's Murial, she's been killed in a car accident" he said, his voice shaking.
"Oh my God daddy!!!" she said "Where are you?"
"Jenkins Memorial" he answered.
"I'll be right there" said Jenna.
"No, please don't, I just need to get out of this damn hospital, can I come over?" he asked.
"Sure daddy" she said "I'll be up waiting"
An hour or so passed, Jenna sat on her couch, dozing in and out of sleep when the doorbell rang.
She answered it to find her father standing on the other side, his eyes were swollen from crying, he looked like a train wreck.
"Oh daddy, c'mon in" she said, pulling her dad by his jacket into the house.
"Do you want some coffee?" she asked.
"No thanks, I just want to sit here" he said.
Muriel was Dave's second wife, Jenna's step-mother. Her real mother died when Jenna was only 4 years old after a snake bite on a camping trip.
After what seem to be hours had passed, Dave took a deep breath and looked at his daughter.
"Is there anything I can do daddy?" she asked.
Dave began crying again.
"Oh daddy" she said, getting up from the chair and going over to the couch where he sat.
She sat closely next to him, holding his hand as he put his head on her shoulder, sobbing like a little boy.
It killed Jenna to see her father like this, he had always been such a strong man, nothing ever got to him.
As they sat there Jenna began to notice her father's hand moving up her leg.
"Daddy what are you doing? she whispered.
"I just need to feel a woman's body right now honey" he answered.
Jenna never could tell her daddy no on anything and this was no exception. She obediently lifted her nightie a little, exposing her legs up to her thighs.
With warm, huge hands he began rubbing his daughter's flesh, moving slowly up her leg, closer to her inner thigh.
She couldn't help but become aroused by this move, she had always been somewhat attracted to her father but would never disrespect his marriage to Murial by acting on her attraction.
She looked over and noticed Dave's cock was rock hard underneath his dress slacks.
He began massaging harder, leaving his handprint as he moved up her thigh.
"Daddy, is there anything I can do?" she asked again.
He answered her by sliding his hand behind her neck and pulling her mouth to his, giving her a very steamy kiss.
Immediately she began throbbing, her nipples became rock hard and she had inadvertently began spreading her legs as her father continued massaging.
He broke the kiss to tell her to take off her nightie.
"Daddy, we can't do this" she said.
"Please don't deny me this" he begged "I need you Jenna, daddy needs his babygirl tonight"
So Jenna got up from the couch, standing in front of her daddy.
Slowly she removed the white silk nightie, letting it slide from her shoulders, down to the floor.
Dave sat there, in total admiration of the beautiful woman he had helped create so many years ago.
His hands slid down, unbuttoning his dress slacks. As he raised his hips to slide them off Jenna saw just how big her daddy actually was.
She helped him unbutton his shirt, throwing it to the floor with her nightie.
"Come here Jenna" he instructed "Sit on daddy's lap"
She wasted no time lowering herself onto her daddy's lap, straddling his hips. She was so close that the tips of her nipples brushed his chest hair as he slid his hands on either side of her face, bringing her in for another steamy kiss.
Dave loved the way her naked body felt on his, her skin was so smooth, her tits were so perky and perfect. She smelled like lilac and her lips were sweet, like wine.
She could feel her daddy thrusting his hips up slightly, teasing her slit with his cock tip.
They began kissing harder, the passion building within them.
"I want you Jenna" he moaned "God, I fucking want you baby"
Jenna responded by slightly raising her body up so that her tits were right on her daddy's lips.
