Jamie walked through the door and ran up the stairs. That bitch Hannah had better not call her tonight or she would be sorry. Jamie was suppose to sleep over Hannah's tonight but Hannah ditched her for her boyfriend Mathew! Never again, Jamie thought to herself as she stripped off her clothes from her slim, perky body. Grabbing her nightdress she pulled it on and threw herself on her bed and tried to calm the anger that wanted to explode. Since she'd come home from college for Christmas break, nothing had gone as planned.
Suddenly she heard a strange noise. It sounded like bed springs. It sounded like bouncing, straining bed springs ... and someone was moaning. Whoa! Wait a minute, Jamie thought, mom is suppose to be gone all weekend. Silently getting up and walking down the hall, Jamie crept to the end of the hall where her parents slept and peeked into the slightly ajar door. (No one ever thinks to shut and lock doors anymore!) Looking inside the room Jamie could not believe her eyes.
It was her father and sitting astride him, bouncing on his rather big cock was that little bitch Hannah! What the fuck! Jamie's father had his big hands on Hannah's small, pointy tits. "Oh yeah! You got the tightest wet cunt! Like a wet glove ...ahh... yeah." Hannah was driving herself down hard on Jamie's father and groaning like a dog, panting and whimpering as her plump ass bounced up and down, gyrating like crazy. "Oh yeah, John, fuck me, fuck your slut!".
At 19, Jamie was no virgin and had received quite an education from the young men at St. Catherins's College, but nothing prepared her for her own reaction to her father's actions. Jamie could feel her tiny hole getting wet and starting to ache. She reached down and putting her hands into her panties, ran her finger up her furry box, feeling the juice flooding her insides. Pinching and rubbing her hot clit, she tried not to make any noise as she looked around the hallway for something to stuff inside her cunt. Too late, Jamie was cumming and could feel herself losing control and almost fell to the floor.
Stumbling back to her room and praying her father and Hannah hadn't heard her, she turned out her lights and tried to be as quiet as possible. She wanted to wait until Hannah had left before she confronted her father. She didn't want that little slut anywhere near her father and would make her father stop seeing her if it was the last thing she ever did.
Hours later Jamie woke up and looking at the clock realized it was almost three in the morning. Getting up, Jamie brushed her long brown hair and checked the mirror to make sure she looked ok. Hoping that Hannah had left by now, she quietly walked down the hall again. Looking inside she saw that her father was sound asleep, probably worn out! Walking over to the bed, she called her father's name. When there was no response, she got onto the bed and shook him until he finally opened his eyes. "What is it honey?"
Yawning and sleepy looking with stubble on his face that probably felt like heaven against a young girl's thighs, her father never looked better to her. "Daddy, I need to talk to you."
"Can't it wait Baby, until morning? It's ... What time is it?" Her father asked as he squinted at the clock."
"It doesn't matter Daddy. I saw you tonight Daddy!"
"What?" Her father looked a little pale. "What do you mean honey?"
"I saw you fucking Hannah? You know my best friend! My nineteen year old best friend!" Jamie yelled at her father, feeling sick to her stomach now.
"OK, Ok. Honey I know this looks bad, but I still love your mother... Honey, it's ok."
"What do you mean it's ok! Daddy ... How could you do this? How could you betray me and mommy?" crying and visibly upset John pulled his daughter into his arms and tried to comfort her even as he felt pissed off at her stupidity. Her young, soft body always made him harden at the worst possible times. Rubbing her arm and kissing her face, John tried to be understanding but Jamie seemed to get more and more upset.
"Ok, Honey. That's it. Enough of this, you're making yourself sick! I have never been faithful to your mother and I don't plan to start now! So you will just have to get control of yourself!' Shaking her slightly, her young titties bounced and danced against her young chest.
"What do you mean you've never been faithful? How can this be Daddy?" Jamie was clearly shocked that her father didn't seem that remorseful or willing to stop his horny ways. "Does Mom know you cheat on her?"
Laughing, John got up and went to grab robe, covering his burgeoning erection. "Baby, I'm a man and maybe your mother hasn't done the best job of explaining things to you but men need sex. Lots of it. Your mother has a good life and she's perfectly happy. I give her lots of attention, but I like younger, more supple women. I like women that know their place, like your mother does and doesn't bitch and complain and again, knows their place! So, please Jamie, don't think because you're my daughter you can come in here, into my home and tell me what to do!"
