A Tempting Offer
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The call came in from my daughter as I was driving home from work. I answered, and registered the panic in her voice immediately. “Dad, a bodyhopper followed me home. I watched him take over our neighbor and is using him to-” I heard the tinkling of glass, and then my daughter’s scream. After a brief scuffle, the line went dead. I put the pedal to the floor. The thought of my daughter being inhabited by one of those bodyhopping perverts! They got reported on every night for making people do all sorts of sordid stuff that they couldn’t remember. My beautiful daughter wouldn’t know if she was being made to touch herself right now. Or if anyone else were to…touch her. I’ve never crossed a line with her, but I’m not blind. My daughter is gorgeous. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t stared a little too long at her butt, or leered at her when she walked around the house without a bra. Her nipples were so pointy. I parked the car and ran to the front door. The decorative opaque window next to it had been smashed in. It would have been easy for the intruder to reach in and unlock the door from there. I went in and froze at the sight of my daughter on the couch. She was bare naked, and fingering herself. She didn’t stop as she looked in my direction. “Oh good, the man of the house is here,” she said happily. The bastard didn’t care that I was here to stop him. He knew he had the upper hand now that he had my daughter’s body as a hostage. “I’ll call the cops!” I yelled. But my daughter just laughed. “Relax, I won’t stay long. I just wanted to get off in this hot piece of ass.” He looked me up and down. “If you help me, it’ll go quicker.” My face went red as my eyes darted up and down her petite form. “I’m…I’m not gonna fuck my daughter!” I stammered. My daughter’s face smirked at me. “Who said anything about fucking? You can just use those big fingers. Come on over here and I’ll show you where your daughter likes to be touched. Don’t worry, she won’t remember anything after we’re done. You’ll be her big hero that scared off the naughty bodyhopper.” I found myself lurching forward like I’d been snared in a tractor beam. I plopped down on the couch beside her, and let her take my hand and guide it to her slit. She was so wet. “Ooh that’s nice,” she purred. “Right there.” I fingered her for a couple of minutes, until she put a leg on top of my lap. “Mm, what’s this? Someone’s excited to be finger banging their daughter. Get those pants off and let me see it.” I did. Her small hand wrapped around my long member, and began to stroke it. As she did, I went back to finger banging her. I wish…I wish the bodyhopper had just let it stay like that. That he hadn’t said anything else. He could’ve just cum, and then been on his way. But he had to open his damn mouth.
“See? We didn’t have to fuck to have fun. It’s honestly better this way. Because if your big hard cock went inside me, you’d probably cum in this pussy. And then I’d get cum locked in here. This perverted bodyhopper would be stuck inside your daughter’s sexy body forever. And then I’d probably end up fucking you every chance I got while pretending to be your actual daughter. I’d have to start calling you ‘daddy’ all the time. So please…just keep fingering me. Don’t shove your hard cock in this tight wet pussy. Unless you really WANT to…Daddy.”