The Unwanted Guest

By Katie

20 minute read -

Marcus was sitting at home on his comfy recliner relaxing while reading the paper without a care in the world when suddenly he was rudely knocked out of his quiet analysis of current events by a loud banging on the front door.

Marcus got up with a loud sigh, set his paper down, and shuffled to the door. As he opened it, he saw a face he had not seen in quite some time.

“Mack?” He asked, as the man quickly looked over his shoulder and pushed his way into the entrance of Marcus’s house.

“Mark, you’ve got to help me. I’m in a large bit of trouble here. I need a place to hide for a while.” Mack blurted out as he checked the front yard through the small windows on either side of the door.

“What? No, no you cannot hide here Mack. We agreed not to see each other after Terrace Park.” Marcus replied.

Suddenly the phone rang, and Marcus said, “You need to leave. I have to get that,” And with that Marcus pulled the front door open as wide as it would go, and then turned to walk down the hallway and answer the phone. He got to it after a few more shrill rings.

“Hello?” He asked.

“Hello dear. There is a big sale on hamburger meat at the grocery store, but I don’t want to buy too much. Can you check the fridge and see if we have any already?” Marcus’s wife asked on the other end of the line.

While Marcus walked to the fridge, he did not notice Mack ducking behind the door as a small light blue car pulled into the driveway. Out of the car stepped a gorgeous young blonde woman, and she strutted her way up to the front door and walked in. When she saw a strange man standing in the doorway she did not know quite what to make of him.

From down the hall, all Marcus heard over the voice of his wife on the phone was “Dad, I’m home from practice! Hey, who are you? Hey, Stop! Let go of me! What’s… What’s happening to you! Hey… Nooooooo!”

Marcus turned and ran down the hallway and back into the entrance to his house still carrying the phone as he hung up the line. Once he got there he saw his eighteen year old daughter standing there with a lusty grin he had never seen on her face before. She was looking down at her own chest and running her hands slowly up the top of her legs, over the curve of her waist until they stopped on the well rounded fleshy mounds on her chest.

“Holy shit Marky, you’ve got quite the little hottie here.” Ashley said in her sweet and chipper voice, but the words were most definitely not her own choosing.

“Mack, you need to get out of my daughter now!” Marcus said firmly.

Ashley’s eyes looked up thoughtfully at the ceiling, and her eyelids fluttered as her hands continued to massage her own breasts. After a few moments she looked back to Marcus’s face, and with a sly smile said, “Well well well, I did hop Daddy’s little princess here, didn’t I? And my my, how she has filled out over the years. I just poked around through her memories a bit, and she is such a good little girl.”

As Marcus’s eyes began to narrow and his heart began to boom in his chest, the sounds of police sirens suddenly appeared and grew louder at an astonishing rate. Ashley grabbed the pair of jogging pants and the tee shirt laying at her feet, and dropped them down the laundry chute in the hallway near the kitchen, and then practically skipped back over to the mirror in the entrance way and peered at her reflection, then looked back over at Marcus with a smile.

“I look quite lovely, don’t you think Daddy?” Her voice sounded warm and perky, but her words were quite cold.

Marcus walked over to the mirror in the entrance and looked at his daughter’s reflection. In front of him, she looked completely normal like any teen that had just gotten home from a good day at high school, but her reflection told quite a different story. Her body was reflected in the same pose that Marcus saw, and her blonde hair still cascaded down around her shoulders, but where her pretty face with her large blue eyes, slightly up turned nose, and cute pink lips should have been, there was a man’s face. Mack’s face. The reflection had his slight stubble, rougher skin, brown eyes, and broad nose.

“Mack…” Marcus began.

“No, you listen up. The cops are going to be here any second. I’m not going in alone. You wanna rat me out, then I’m staying put, and your little girl comes with me. Not to mention that when they are dragging a confession out of me, I’m probably going to crack and mention all my jobs, right back to Terrace Park. But, if you want to play along, I’ll be a good little girl, and no one has to go to jail today. I’ll hide here until everything cools off a little bit, and then move on. You get your little girl back, I get to stay out of jail, and then our relationship continues like it was yesterday after that. Everybody wins.”

Marcus didn’t have time to answer as a number of squad cars pulled up to his house, and police officers came running out and up to the door while a number of them began to run around the outside of the house. The door was still wide open and a policeman ran through it and up to Mark and Ashley as they stood in the entrance way. In his haste the policeman did not see Ashley’s reflection as she stepped back and turned away from the mirror to help conceal what lay under her perfect skin.

“Are you folks okay? We’re chasing a dangerous criminal. His car is parked on the road outside, did you see him?” The large man asked.

With a quick glance sideways at his daughter, Marcus realized he had little choice, “We are fine officer. I saw the man you are looking for. He knocked on my door looking for a place to stay, but I told him no. I’m not in the habit of harboring criminals.”

“Where did he go?” The policeman asked.

“I didn’t see, I left the door open and went to answer a phone call. I’m sorry. I’d love to help you more, but I didn’t see anything after that.” Marcus replied.

“Oh, I know what happened!” Ashley said excitedly as she bounced slightly up and down, “I got home right then. There was a man standing in the entrance way, and when he heard the sirens he took off running out the front door. He headed around the left side of the house!”

The policeman grabbed his walkie talkie and said, “Eastbound through residential neighborhood, on foot, unarmed. Let’s find this guy.” He then turned and looked back at Marcus and Ashley and asked, “You’re sure he’s not here anymore?”

Both of them shook there heads.

“Well, do you mind if one of my men checks out your house? I don’t think you’re lying, I just want to be thorough, for your safety. This is a dangerous criminal.” The policeman said.

“No, we don’t mind. Search the house from top to bottom. We have nothing to hide.” Ashley told the policeman with a friendly smile that went from ear to ear.

He nodded and began to walk around the house while Ashley went and sat down in the living room and turned on the TV, and Marcus began letting more policemen into his house and showing them around to all of the rooms.

It was more then an hour before the policemen left, satisfied that no fugitives could be found in the house or around it, and they took a while jotting down all of the notes they would need. Ashley had a content smile on her face, while Marcus played off the look of concern on his face by telling the police he was worried a fugitive was loose in his neighbor hood.

Marcus tried right after the police left the house to get Mack to leave Ashley’s body once more, stating that he had helped him avoid capture, but Ashley’s smiling face replied that if Mack left tonight, Ashley would be leaving with him, and so Marcus dropped the subject and watched as his daughter went up the stairs leading to her room to “study.”

Soon Donna was home, and Marcus was sharing the whole experience with his wife, minus the part about an acquaintance from his past body hopping their teenage daughter.

Mack was upstairs in Ashley’s room laying on her bed and talking on her cell phone. Some phone calls where from Ashley’s friends, making typical teenage girl chatter, and then she also made a few calls to phone numbers Ashley had never known before that day. Phone calls to the men that had been with Mack when the police had started to chase them. He was trying to find out if everyone got away safely, but some members of the group were more difficult to contact then others. He also got one phone call from Brad, who was Ashley’s boyfriend. Brad was calling Ashley to ask what time she wanted to be picked up for their date that night.

After that phone call, Ashley smiled and got off the bed, and began going through her drawers to find something suitable to wear on her date.

Later, Donna called out to her daughter, “Ashley, dinner’s ready sweetheart. Come down and eat!”

A few moments later, Ashley bounced down the stairs in a white halter top, some loose fit jeans, some very sensible heels, and her large black purse.

Marcus eyed his daughter suspiciously as he watched her walk down the hallway and into the kitchen by her parents.

“Hey Mom,” Ashley said in her typical chipper voice, “What did you say about dinner?”

“Oh, don’t you look nice? It’s time to eat dear. Dinner’s on the table.” Donna told her daughter.

“Mom!” Ashley suddenly said in a borderline whine, “You know that I have a date with Brad tonight! I told you about it on Monday! You helped me pick out this top! He’ll be here any minute.”

“Oh, yeah, that’s right. I must have forgotten. Well, it’s not a problem, we’ll just have some left overs. You have fun on your date sweetheart. Be good!” Donna told Ashley as the smile returned to Ashley’s face.

“Um, no, I don’t think she should leave tonight with that boy.” Marcus said suddenly from the table.

“Oh Marcus, quit being so dramatic. They have been dating for almost six months. Brad is a nice boy. We don’t have to worry about him.” Donna replied to her husband.

“It’s not him I’m worried about around Ashley,” Marcus muttered under his breath, but he could tell that his wife was on his daughter’s side, and if he fought about the date, it would mean blowing Mack’s cover, and he couldn’t afford to do that, so he just said, “Fine, whatever.”

“Thank you Daddy! Ashley squealed as she quickly bounded across the kitchen and hugged her father and kissed his forehead. Donna just smiled as she watched daughter and father sharing a moment, but she couldn’t see the smirk that Ashley was giving Marcus.

“I’ll be waiting up for you young lady. You had best not be late for curfew.” He said sternly.

Suddenly the door bell rang out loudly, and Ashley’s face turned to a beaming smile, and she skipped to the door to greet Brad. All Donna and Marcus heard was Ashley’s happy voice calling out, “Bye Mom, Bye Dad, see you later.”

A few moments later, Ashley was sitting in the passenger side of Brad’s car as he closed the door for her like a gentleman. Soon they were driving down the road and Brad was shyly looking over at the beauty in his passenger seat as he stuttered out, “Y-You look nice tonight Ashley.”

“You think? Thanks, I guess. Oh, pull in there.” Ashley replied as she pointed to a gas station.

Brad did as he was told, once they were in front of the gas station Ashley turned towards him and said, “Wait here. I’ll be back in a bit,” and with that she walked into the gas station as Brad couldn’t help but stare at her perfectly rounded ass swaying back and forth in her jeans.

Brad changed the radio stations for a while, checked his teeth and hair in the mirror, and also popped a breath mint in his mouth, just in case, as he waited for Ashley to come out of the gas station. As the minutes passed by, Brad began to worry they would not make their reservations at the restaurant. If they were late for dinner, there was no way they would make the movie he had bought tickets for. It was some romantic comedy that Ashley had been dropping hints that she wanted to see.

Another ten minutes went by, and Brad had just gotten out of the car to go looking for Ashley when she came strolling out of the gas station door.

At least Brad was pretty sure it was Ashley.

She was now wearing a white button up shirt, only instead using the buttons, she had just tied the shirt across her chest. The thin fabric did almost nothing to conceal the bright pink push up bra beneath it. Her midriff was bare down to a short black skirt that was barely covering her ass cheeks on either the top or the bottom. Her legs were covered in fishnet stockings that Brad had only seen her wear one other time for a costume party. Her small sensible heels were replaced with a pair of black stiletto pumps which she was a little tipsy in.

And to top it all off, in one of her delicate hands was a lighter, and the other was a cigarette that she had just lit, and was now taking a long drag on.

“What the hell happened in there Ashley?” Brad asked as he saw his girlfriend strut out looking like a hooker. He also noticed her old jeans hanging out of her large purse.

As Ashley blew out, she sighed contently and said, “Oh shit yes, that takes the edge off.”

“Ashley?” Brad asked, still waiting for an answer, “You don’t smoke. And I’ve never seen you dress like this.”

“Yeah, I’m gonna have some new weird habits for a little while, Brad-o. Play your cards right, and you could have a hell of a little vacation, though,” Ashley told him.

“Uh, I don’t really understand what you mean, but we are going to be late for our dinner reservations.” Brad replied.

“I’m not really that hungry.” Ashley replied as she took another long drag on her cigarette.

“Oh, you want to go right to the movie then?” Brad asked.

“Nope. Fuck the movie. I’ve got something else in mind.” Ashley replied to him with a lustfully raised eyebrow as she looked Brad up and down like a piece of meat.

“I already bought the tickets, though. I can’t get the money back.” Brad complained as Ashley smoked her cigarette.

“Oh, don’t worry Brad, I’ll work off what I owe you. I promise. Where can we go to get some privacy.” Ashley asked.

Brad suddenly realized what Ashley was after, and though she usually made him work a lot harder for it, he was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. “Um, well, we could head up to Lookout Hill, but I heard the cops are patrolling that place.”

“No cops.” Ashley suddenly said, with her eyes irrationally wide.

“Ok, well, my parents are both out at the RV show. We could go back to my house. At least until about ten o’clock. They usually stop and have a few drinks on the way home from that.” Brad said.

Before he could say anything else Ashley was talking short steps in her heels to the car, and making motions for him to hurry up.

A short twenty minutes later, Brad was bringing a beer to his girlfriend, who was sitting on the couch in his living room, one leg laying across the cushions, and the other off the front of the couch. Brad was definitely having difficulty concentrating on anything with Ashley’s panty clad pussy so brazenly on display for him.

“Here you go,” He said to Ashley as he held out the beer. He had never seen Ashley drink before, but he had also never seen her in a mini-skirt, or smoke before, so he shrugged it off.

“Thanks bud.” Ashley said as she took the bottle from him, and brought it to her luscious pink lips and began guzzling it down.

Brad stood there watching her awkwardly, unsure of what to do, until she looked up at him with raised eyebrows and said, “What’s up?”

“Um, I… Uh. Well, I was just wondering…” Brad started to mumble.

Suddenly Ashley got a grin on her face, and stood up.

“I know what you want.” She said in a low whisper.

“You do?” Brad squeaked.

“Yeah, you want your payment for carting my ass around all night, and for the beer, and the movie tickets.” Ashley said as she reached down and pulled Brad over to her using his pant pockets.

“What? No, I don’t mind. It’s no big deal, really.” Brad started to say until he was pushed roughly onto the couch by Ashley.

“How do you like my skirt?” Ashley asked as she moved her hands down to her waist.

“Um, I like it. It’s really hot.” Brad said, as he watched her hands play with the bottom hem of the tiny skirt, and then work their way up to the waistband.

“Do you like it so much that I should leave it on?” Ashley asked in a teasing voice.

“Yes! I mean, N…No! Er, I mean, what do you think?” Brad stuttered and looked at his shoes.

Ashley’s hands undid the small knot she had tied her dress shirt in over her chest, and shrugged the shirt to the ground. She then lifted the hem of her skirt up to her waist, leaving it bunched up around her belly, and then said in a commanding tone, “Take your pants off.”

Brad struggled with his fly, and once he had his pants undone, Ashley straddled his legs. He looked up at his girlfriend just in time to see Ashley start yanking his jeans off by the legs, and as his eyes continued upward he saw his girlfriend with a lustful craving look on her face.

“Oh yeah, you want this?” She asked as she ran her hands up and down her sides, pressing her tits together in her pink bra, and tugging on the waist band of her small silk panties while she did a slow turn for him to admire her ass just inches from his face.

“Yeah, yeah I want it.” Brad replied as he felt his cock go fully rigid, as appose to the half mast it had been at ever since Ashley had been exposing her panties on the couch.

Ashley hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, dragging her stockings down with them. When they hit mid-calf she straightened back up and marched her legs up and down as she struggled to free herself from the clinging fabric.

Once she got loose from her bits of clothing she straddled Brad’s lap and brought her moist and wanting pussy down right over his throbbing shaft. As she let herself sink down his pole, Ashley let out a low groan of approval. Brad closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Ashley’s tight little snatch gobbling up his dick until he was completely buried inside of her.

“Oh fuck, Brad, I think I can feel you poking the bottom of my stomach.” Ashley cooed.

“You make me so hard when you wear tiny skirts Ash.” Brad moaned back.

Instead of replying Ashley just started working herself up and down on Brad’s dick. She began bucking and moaning, but it wasn’t until Brad reached up and started massaging her breasts through her pink bra that Ashley really started to feel tremors go through her body. As Ashley bounced with enthusiasm on Brad’s dick, he knew that this was coming to the end of his limitations.

“Babe, I’m gonna… I’m gonna… Oooooh!”

Just as Ashley slammed down the last time onto Brad’s stiff cock, she felt him twitch, and felt a warmth inside her as he let go with a blast of cum. It was just what the body hopper inside of her needed to finish and she tried desperately to get all the way down to the base of his cock and then expertly using her pussy muscles, to milk and grasp ever last bit of cum out of the young boy underneath her.

Ashley’s head dropped forward against Brad’s as she let out a little giggle and the feeling of her orgasm rippled through her body, causing her pussy to spasm and grip Brad’s dick even more.

“Oh wow, that was great Ash. I think that was the best sex I’ve ever had. I love you so much!” Brad started saying.

Ashley reached over for her beer and took another long drink as she looked down at Brad. He looked up at the blonde mostly naked girl who was still sitting on his lap with his softening penis still inside her and waited.

“Well?” He asked.

“Well what?” She asked back.

“Was it special for you?” He asked.

“What the fuck does that mean? Was it special for me? It was fucking sex you nutjob. We’re not reinventing the wheel. I mean, don’t worry, I got off, and you definitely filled my cunt with cum, but you didn’t accidentally discover some new and improved way to get a bitch off.” Ashley told Brad.

“Oh well, I was just hoping I was good, and you know, you enjoyed it too.” Brad mumbled out.

Suddenly Mack realized that he wasn’t dealing with the normal fuck and forget guy type here. He was fucking with Ashley’s high school sweetheart, and the kid didn’t have a lot of experience. This young boy was looking to Ashley for reassurance that he was a decent lay, only Mack was currently in firm control of Ashley’s body, and reaping the benefits of having her long shapely legs, firm breasts, and sensitive little pussy.

“Um, shit bud, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be a bitch about it. Of course you were good. You were really good. I was cumming my snatch off.” Ashley then said to Brad.

“Yeah? I was good?” Brad asked as he gave his girlfriend an odd look at her unusual dirty language. He was about to question it, but then thought she might be experimenting with a bit of dirty talk during sex, which might be a nice change from the vanilla sex they had been having.

“Oh yeah, you were pretty fucking awesome. Now, the real test is, do you think you can go again?” Ashley asked as she grabbed Brad’s hands and brought them up to her sides.

“I… I don’t know.” Brad replied.

“Maybe this will help,” Ashley said as she reached behind her back and easily unsnapped her bra and let it fall down her arms, exposing her perky breasts.

Brad reached up to grab her warm bouncy breasts and as he rolled Ashley’s nipples between his fingers, Mack started to feel the boy getting hard again though his stolen pussy. He just smiled, and slowly began working the semi-rigid shaft once more with his moist inner pussy lips.

“I love youth!” Ashley said with a cackle, and though Brad didn’t understand it, he went along with it.

It was well after midnight when Ashley came walking through the front door and heard a gruff “Ah hem” come from the living room. She sighed and rolled her eyes as she walked into the living room and sat down in a chair facing Marcus.

“Mack, do you have any idea what time it is? Where have you been with my daughter? Why do you smell like cigarettes, beer, and sweat?” Marcus listed off questions in rapid fire.

“I have no fucking idea what time it is, Dad,” Ashley said as she leaned back in the chair. The cool air hit her thighs and still moist pussy lips as her legs spread. Mack took a strange pleasure in seeing Marcus’s eyes dart to his daughter’s bare little snatch.

“You had sex with someone tonight using her body! You fucking bastard!” Marcus hissed at his daughter. Or at least the man currently using his daughter’s body as a refuge from the police.

“Brad has a pretty short wick the first couple of rounds, but he’s still young and has impressive recovery time. I think I enjoyed being bent over the arm of the couch the most. His dick really gets up into Ashley’s pussy and hits her fucking G spot like a little pink bat.” Mack replied in Ashley’s pretty voice.

“You get out of her right fucking now!” Marcus hissed again, trying to display his anger, and at the same time not wake his slumbering wife.

“Marcus, I’m staying put until the heat is off me. You’re just going to have to deal. Besides, you didn’t mind when I screwed your brains out using a coupe different girls’ bodies back in the Terrace Park days.” Mack replied as he ran a finger gently around on Ashley’s thighs.

“What do you want you fucking bastard!?!” Marcus asked him.

“I just want to be left alone. I mean, I’m going to be living cute little Ashley’s life as much as possible so that I don’t draw attention to the cops, but with a body this hot I’m going to need to have a little fun. So I’m going to need you to just stay out of my business while I’m in your little princess. If you can do that, you’ll get her back in relatively great shape. Oh, and when Mommy-dearest starts dropping the law about curfew and crap, I’m going to need you to shut her up, so you had better start taking my side on arguments, or Ashley here is going to be main lining for the local strip club. Got it?” Mack said with Ashley’s small pink lips.

“Fine, but no more sex in her body, and you can only stay two days. Otherwise I call the police and tell them where you are. If I have to turn in my own daughter’s body and they have to separate you two somehow, then so be it.” Marcus declared in a righteous voice as he held his head high.

“Marky, don’t get all uppity with me. She may be you’re little princess, but she’s no virgin, even before I got here. She had sex for the first time almost fifteen months ago. I mean, don’t get me wrong, she’s not a slut who fucks any guy she sees or anything, but she’s given it up to both her past two boyfriends so that they don’t get a serious case of blue balls watching her… ha ha, now my tight little ass wiggle around.”

“So here’s the deal Marky,” Ashley said to her father as she leaned forward, “I’m going to stay shacked up inside teen princess here as long as I want and you’re going to smile, and give me a wide berth. In return, I promise I won’t fuck around too much with my new favorite pussy. I’m going to keep on shagging Brad because she was doing that anyway, but I promise I won’t get with a bunch of other guys, and ruin your little sweetheart’s sterling reputation.”

Marcus stared hard at what looked to be his daughter Ashley, but he knew it was just her body, and behind those sweet blue eyes was a man he had met a long time ago. He was upset that Ashley’s body would still be having sex, but Mack was probably telling the truth about the fact that she had started before he got into her body.

Finally, he shook his head yes in agreement with his daughter’s hi-jacker and said, “Fine. You win. Just make certain that Donna doesn’t find out about you, and when this is over, you are gone for good.”

Ashley got up and smiled at Marcus as she slowly sauntered over to him, and then straddled his legs. She leaned forward and said, “Done. Thank you for being reasonable Daddy, maybe this will be fun for both of us yet. Like old times.” And then Ashley kissed Marcus on the cheek before backing away from him.

She then stretched her flexible form and said, “Well good talk Daddy, but I think I need to get to bed. I have a long day at school tomorrow.” She then smiled and headed upstairs to bed leaving Marcus sitting in the dim light of the living room, contemplating his situation.