6 comments/ 65991 views/ 39 favorites Pinch Hitter Ch. 01 By: npanxx This is a work of erotic fiction. All characters in the story are over the age of 18. ~~~~ My fascination with shemales had cost me my first marriage. I guess if I were to be honest with myself I would have to admit that the marriage was doomed to fail anyway. Barbara was as close to being asexual as a person could get, and in addition she was bitchy and selfish. It was not a combination that lent itself to a happy, successful union. My desire to be taken by a 'well endowed woman' soon outweighed my ability to suppress it. When I brought up the subject of her pegging me she went through the roof. Shortly thereafter she found my stash of shemale DVDs and threw them all around the bedroom (and through a closed window), called me a "fucking freak", packed a bag and left. When I came home from work the following Monday, all of her stuff was gone. I was served with divorce papers by the end of the week. We were officially divorced six months later and I never saw her again. A couple of years later I met Sharon. Sharon had recently extricated herself from an abusive relationship. I guess I was her rebound guy, but we had a connection, a chemistry, and we both knew it right away. We found out a few weeks after we met that she was pregnant. (Yes, we made love on our first date). Our daughter Krista was born months later. Sharon was completely different than Barbara had been. She was all about 'us', and all about having a happy marriage. She was always willing to do whatever it took to make me happy, and I in turn did the same. Because of our willingness to please the other, our marriage blossomed. Sharon never denied me anything I desired from her sexually, and I wanted a lot! Three years my senior, she had a beautiful head of wavy, shoulder length auburn hair, big green eyes, and a classic hour glass figure. Don't get me wrong, she wasn't a "Barbie" by any stretch of the imagination. Like most of us she had a little extra weight here and there, but she wore it well. Her face seemed to be chiseled without being harsh. Sharon had full, plump lips that were always in a smile, and loved to be pressed to mine. But it was her confidence in herself and her comfort with her own appearance that I found to be the most sexually appealing. She was a very sexy woman, and I was blessed to have her as my wife. One night while Sharon was riding me cowgirl she placed her face close to mine and whispered "I know." Confused, I looked at her and asked "Know what?" "I know about your fantasy." Sharon continued to slide her greasy pussy up and down the length of my cock. She kissed my ears and neck while pressing her tits into my chest. Several moments passed in silence before Sharon stopped fucking me and said "I know you want to be fucked in the ass by a shemale." I froze. My mouth was suddenly dry, my erection started to wilt, and I thought for sure this marriage would meet the same fate as the last. Sharon was quick to detect my fear, but she never stopped sliding her pussy up and down my cock. "It's okay baby" she soothed. "Don't stop what we're doing here. Keep fucking me with your beautiful cock." I was relieved, temporarily at least. I continued to stuff my cock into Sharon's pussy until we had both cum. As we held each other in our post coital glow, I asked "How did you find out?" "You didn't clear your browser history" she said without a hint of anger in her voice, her eyes fixed on mine. I closed my eyes in self disgust. I NEVER forgot to clear my browser history. "I'm sorry honey. I know you're disappointed in me. I'll stop, I promise." "Oh baby, I'm only disappointed that you didn't tell me about your need. I would have helped you out" she purred while dragging an index finger through my chest hair and circling a nipple with a painted nail. "Really. You would have helped me out." I stated sarcastically. "How? Do you know a shemale?" I asked, trying to break the tension with a little levity. "No silly! You just want to be fucked by a girl with a cock, right?" "Basically, yes" I answered. "I can do that for you. Baby, I would LOVE to do that for you!" she answered enthusiastically as her left hand descended between my legs, past my cock and balls and began massaging my asshole. My eyes got wide at her words. "You would do that? For me?" I asked incredulously. "Of course I would Dave. You're my husband and I love you. It wouldn't be exactly the same as being fucked by a real cock, but I think I could be an adequate substitute. A "pinch hitter" if you will. I want to make you happy, and if I can make you happy by helping to fulfill your fetish, then I don't see a problem." I kissed her deeply. We had been married for several years at that point and I knew she was a wonderful woman, but I never expected she would understand my submissive side. I had difficulty comprehending her acceptance. The issue was resolved just like that. The following Friday I came home from work as usual. Sharon had dinner ready as she always did. We ate at the table with our seven year old daughter Krista just as usual. Sharon and I read short stories to our little girl before it was time to put her to bed. Sharon took Krista upstairs while I read in the living room. When Sharon came downstairs she straddled me in my recliner and kissed me while grinding her crotch against mine, something she routinely did because it made both of us happy. "I love our family Dave. And I love you so much" she said before tongue kissing me madly. "Be upstairs in five minutes." She was practically panting. Sharon dismounted and went upstairs to our room. When I opened the door five minutes later, Sharon stood at the foot of the bed, naked, her face made up more than usual (tastefully, yet somehow still a little slutty) and with what I surmised to be an eight inch strap on dildo protruding from her groin. Her hand slowly caressed its length. I stared in total silence. "You like?" she finally asked. Dumbfounded, all I could provide was a mute nod of my head. "Good!" she smiled, continuing to stroke her cock with one hand while she lazily circled a nipple on her C cup breast with the other. "Get in the shower and clean up, then get that ass into bed because tonight, it's MINE!" she exclaimed in an exaggerated growl. I did as I was told. When I came back into the bedroom, Sharon was on her back on the bed still stroking her girl cock. "I can see why guys love having one of these. It feels so sexy in my hand, and I'm getting wet just by thinking about fucking you with it." As my own seven and a half inch penis achieved an erect state I told her "It looks really good on you." "I'm glad you approve! Now, get over here and show me how much you like it." I knelt between her legs and prepared to take her cock in my mouth. "Sharon, thank you for understanding, I..." "Shush, shush, shush." Her fingers played with my short hair as she peered lovingly into my eyes. "I'm not Sharon, baby." She cooed. "Sharon doesn't have a cock. I'm your shemale lover. What would you like to call me?" She asked, seriously getting in to our role-play. I took a close look at all of her features from her hair to her breast size, from her eye color to the size of her cock, from her cheek bones to the color of her nail polish. I quickly analyzed all of those observations and decided I would call her Mia. "Mia" I answered. "Yes. Mia." she stated matter of factly. "I think you have a folder called 'Mia', don't you honey?" "Yes" I embarrassingly answered. I had sorted my pics and videos into folders bearing the name of the featured girl, in this case it was Mia Isabella. "Is she one of your favorite's, babe?" "Yes" I confessed again. "What makes her so special baby?" "She reminds me of you. You have the same color eyes, similar hairstyles, high cheek bones. I think she has a bigger cock though." That caused my wife to smile. "Well, what are you waiting for? You have a cock to suck." I didn't need to be told twice and had her strap on in my mouth in no time. This was so much better than just sucking a dildo that I held in my hand. There was a person attached to this one, and she stroked my hair and cooed her praise as I did my best to take her all in. Mia's thighs rubbed my arms while her calves caressed my back "This is sooo HOT! Oh baby you look so sexy sucking my cock" I could smell her arousal emanating from her hairless pink folds just below her faux scrotum. I extended my hand to penetrate her pussy with a finger or two. Just as I made contact with her labia, Sharon said "Mia doesn't have a pussy baby." I was initially disappointed, but quickly realized that Mia did have an asshole! My fingers slid down her perineum, which was already coated with her natural lubrication, to her asshole. I began stroking her bud before working a finger inside. "That's it baby. Finger my ass! Ohhh that's so good!" I wriggled my finger in her bottom and sucked her cock until I couldn't take it any longer. Pre-cum was pouring from my cock and my jaw was getting sore. "I need you Mia. I need to feel you inside me!" I desperately whimpered as I made my way up her beautiful body until my cock rubbed hers and our lips met. Mia grabbed a bottle of lube off the nightstand, handed it to me and said "Get us both ready, baby." I lubed her cock up first than applied a generous portion to my ass. Without another word I straddled Mia's hips, gripped her cock with my right hand, and guided it to my waiting, eager hole. I lowered myself on to that rubber phallus until it was buried all the way inside my quivering rectum. "OH MY GOD MIA!" I cried as I fell on top of her. The feeling of having my wife inside me was gloriously fulfilling. I began rocking my hips and Mia began thrusting into me. My cock was leaking lubricant between us. I opened my eyes to see my wife gazing back at me, a huge smile plastered on her face. "Baby, you're so fucking sexy the way you take my cock. You're a little cock loving slut, aren't you? Hmm? "I am Mia! I'm a slut for your cock honey! God you feel so good inside of me. Wrap your hand around my cock while I ride you!" Mia wrapped her feminine fist around my diamond hard penis, and stroked while I rode her for all I was worth. We kissed mouths, necks, ears, and shoulders the whole time Mia pounded away at my swampy ass. I frequently whispered to her how much I loved her and how good she felt. Her eyes in return twinkled and she never stopped smiling knowing how much pleasure she was giving me. Both of us were sweating profusely, each using muscles that we didn't usually use. I could feel my orgasm rising up deep inside of me, and I was crushed that it was going to be over so soon. As I neared the point of no return, I tongue kissed Mia deeply before telling her I was going to cum. "Don't hold back baby. Let it go! Cum for me!" she encouraged. That's just what I did. Mia was still holding my cock, and I emptied a gusher of cum over her soft belly all the way up to the crevasse between her tits. I spurted, and spurted, and spurted before collapsing on top of her and raping her mouth with mine. "Mia, Mia, that was so good" I muttered. "I'm glad you liked it Dave. I wasn't sure you'd go through with it baby. Some men like the fantasy but can't handle the real thing when they meet a woman like me." "I'm so glad you came over tonight to fuck me Mia. Thank you so much." "Ohh, baby, I loved fucking you. You're a wonderful lover" she encouraged. With her cock still buried deep in my tunnel, I looked deep into her piercing green eyes and asked "Will I ever see you again?" My wife knew what I was getting at. "Count on it baby" she answered. ~~~~ That's how it all started. Her offer to participate in my fetish and willingness to fulfill my fantasies opened countless doors of sexual pleasure. We found I loved giving and she loved receiving anilingus. Sharon found she liked having her ass fingered and fucked, even when she wasn't Mia. We found we both enjoyed it when Sharon (or Mia) wore hosiery. Mia, when she was in a particularly naughty mood, would sometimes make me wear panties. And for 13 years, like clockwork, Mia made an appearance every Friday night. That is until just over five months ago when my beautiful wife was killed by a drunk driver at 7:30 in the morning on a Wednesday leaving me a widower at 42. Krista and I were devastated. Both of us with the help of the other were able to get through the difficult days leading up to the funeral. We said our final goodbyes to her graveside and held each other as we wept, mourning our mutual loss. After we buried Sharon I dropped Krista off at the house and drove to the funeral of the man who had killed my wife. I sought out and approached his widow. She was a pretty dish water blonde in her mid-twenties with three snot nosed urchins clinging to her dress. "My name is David Jacobs." I spoke to her in a commanding voice. "Your husband killed my wife, my soul mate." I paused to prevent the seething anger I felt for her husband from spilling over onto this woman. "But you have my deepest condolences." I walked away. ~~~~ Even though Sharon was gone, Mia still showed up almost every Friday night. Well, her cock did anyway. I was now forced to hold the dildo and stroke my own cock. It wasn't nearly as good as when Sharon did it, but it helped keep that memory of her alive. On this Friday night, I was on my back bucking my ass against my dildo while I stroked my erection. I was lost in the pleasure I was feeling and my memories of Sharon. As I had done many times of the course of the previous thirteen years, I talked dirty to Mia as she had her way with me. "Fuck me Mia." "Make me your slut." "You feel so good inside me baby. You're gonna make me cum Mia. Oh Mia! Mia! Mia!" I breathed excitedly. That's when I noticed the sliver of light falling on the bedroom floor from the hallway. The light seemed to flicker, like something was moving. Was someone was in the hall watching? Listening? I was too far gone to stop. My cock erupted and my semen splashed in successive arching volleys onto my chest and belly. When I opened my eyes, the light in the hall was off. At that moment I remembered that Krista had invited Lindsey, one of her teammates, to spend the night. Krista and Lindsey were car-pooling to their community college to catch the bus for a volleyball tournament in the morning. Which one of them had been in the hallway? What if Krista's friend had just seen me? What if she thought I was a sick pervert? I walked to the master bath, cleaned myself up, and crawled back to bed for a night of fitful sleep. My mind was racing in fear of what may have happened. This wasn't the first time Lindsey had spent a Friday night at our home. Had she been at the door? Was it Krista? How many times had this anonymous voyeur watched me act out my fantasy in the past five months? In the morning I woke and made coffee for me and the girls. Krista and Lindsey came downstairs in their warm-up uniforms. Krista is five feet ten inches of pure athlete. She ran, did yoga, and lifted weights regularly which kept her body lean and tone. Krista's brown hair was pulled back in a tight pony tail, "scrunchies" holding the tail in place every couple of inches from the base of her head to the middle of her back. Her brown eyes were filled with competitive fire and flawless bronze skin positively glowed in anticipation of today's competition. At five-six, Lindsey is a good four inches shorter than Krista and somewhat more "stocky" (athletic may be a better term). She is a big breasted girl with thick, straight blonde hair that was always pulled back in a bushy pony tail and big blue eyes. The duo joined me for a cup of coffee and small talk. "Morning honey" I said with a chirp. "You too Krista" I deadpanned as they strode into the kitchen. "Da-aad!" Krista whined. "You're awful!" before giving me a peck on the cheek. "Good morning Mr. Jacobs! Quit being such a poop Krista. Your dad is hilarious. He always makes me laugh." This was good news. Maybe I had just imagined that someone was in the hall last night. We talked about their chances at today's tournament as we sipped coffee from our mugs. When Lindsey and Krista finished their coffees they gathered their things and began to leave. "Bye dad! We have to get going Linds" Krista said. "I'll be in the car, don't make me wait!" "I won't. I forgot my bag upstairs, I'll be right out." "Have a great game! Kick some ass!" I shouted as Krista left. As the door clicked behind Krista, Lindsay rose to presumably go upstairs and get her bag before she abruptly turned toward me and wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her young, firm body to mine. As she looked up into my eyes, a wicked grin came across her face. "So..." she paused. "Who's Mia?" she asked teasingly. I was busted, and scrambled for a response. "I don't know what you're talking about Lindsey" I answered unconvincingly. Lindsey looked into my eyes for a couple of seconds before pulling my head down to hers. She slowly moved her mouth to my ear, her smooth, delicate cheek gently gliding against the stubble of mine. She whispered "Don't worry Mr. Jacobs, your secret is safe with me." She kissed my cheek and ran her fingers through my hair before peering into my eyes and with a devilish grin added "For now." Krista honked the horn causing Lindsey to grab her bag (which she had not left upstairs) before giving me a knowing wink and heading out the door. ~~~~ It was Friday night, and again Lindsey was staying with Krista and me. The three of us had a nice dinner together. The girls went to Krista's room to study. I stayed up and watched a little TV before heading up to my room at about 11:30. The lights were out in Krista's room as I strode past. Once in the sanctuary of my bedroom, I got my toy out of the nightstand and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower and to prepare myself for Mia's weekly appearance. I returned to my darkened bedroom and climbed onto the bed. I positioned myself on my back, multiple pillows under my neck and back allowing me to recline comfortably. I reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand when I thought I caught movement in my peripheral vision. "Krista? Lindsey?" I asked. Garnering no response I resumed my preparations for Mia's imminent invasion. Just as I had finished applying the lubricating gel to Mia's cock, I flinched when I felt the bed shift as someone climbed on. It took a few moments, but eventually I was able to make out Lindsey's form in the darkness. When my eyes had adjusted, I could see that the young woman was naked. Her full, firm breasts were capped by very dark areola from which sprouted thick, rubbery, excited nipples. "Lindsey honey, what are you doing here?" I whispered. Lindsey took from me the dildo I was holding and said "Mia can't make it this week... so she asked me to come instead" her hand slowly stroking my thigh, the distance between her hand and my cock decreasing with each pass. "Mr. Jacobs, last Friday night wasn't the first time I'd watched you and Mia get together, but it was the first time I forgot to turn the hall light off" she confessed, her hand now firmly grasping and stroking my erection. Her voice now full of lust, she further admitted "I simply couldn't just watch any longer." "But Lindsey... sweetheart..." I protested, "...you don't know what you're getting into here." "I think I do Mr. Jacobs. I did some of research this week, and I think I figured out who Mia is." Her eyes conveyed her sorrow and her lust and her desire as they burrowed into mine. Pinch Hitter Ch. 01 My eyes were welling up. "Mrs. Jacobs used to become Mia for you, didn't she?" she asked with incredible tenderness. I nodded in the affirmative, a tear staining my cheek. "You and Mrs. Jacobs must have really loved each other to share that kind of intimacy." Lindsey's tongue flicked my cockhead, causing me to shudder. "We did" I managed to croak through my restricting throat. I missed Sharon so. "Well Mr. Jacobs, I think you're a great guy, and I'd like it very much if you would let me take care of you. My name is Sarina, and I'm a special girl... like Mia." She took my hand in hers and placed it on the dildo sprouting from her pubis. "See?" Her warm, soft hand was still on mine as she encouraged me to touch her cock. "Will you let me help you Mr. Jacobs?" she asked in the sexiest purr a man could imagine. Sarina is another of my very favorite shemales, a very feminine woman with big breasts and wide, luscious hips. Lindsey had done her research well. She had figured out who Mia was and how she bore a resemblance to my beloved Sharon. In the process, she had discovered she most closely resembled Sarina Valentina. I caressed Sarina's lovely face with my fingertips, deeply moved by her offer. "Sarina, sweetheart, you don't have to do this." "I want to Mr. Jacobs. I get so turned on when I watch you that I have to go back to Krista's bathroom and jill myself off thinking about you before I can sleep!" and with that she swooped down and took my cock into her mouth. She sucked and moaned on my member while she cupped my balls with one hand while her other guided me in stroking her strap on. I very quickly surrendered to this young vixen's loving seduction. "Are you ready for me to fuck you Mr. Jacobs?" she asked wantonly. "Oh Sarina, I am so ready for you. But please, don't be so formal." Sarina smiled victoriously. "Sugar, you won't regret this. I'm probably not as good as Mia, but I AM enthusiastic!" Her smile was a mile wide now, and her eyes were on fire with anticipation. I lie back on the bed, spread my legs, presenting a wordless invitation for Sarina to take me. Sarina pushed my legs back and told me to hold them. Much to my surprise, she then lowered her head and rimmed me for all she was worth. For a girl of only 21, she seemed to know her way around a man's ass. She licked, slurped, poked and prodded my backdoor with her tongue until I was well lubricated. Then Sarina positioned herself on her knees between my legs and began feeding her mounted dildo into my waiting ass. Of course, this was old hat for me, and Sarina faced little resistance from my sphincter. When I felt her harness press against my ass, she lifted my legs and pushed them toward my chest to tilt my hips up toward her giving her a better angle to penetrate me. And then she was fucking me. We didn't make love. No, no, no. Sarina fucked me like a woman possessed. Her generous tits jiggled and shook on her chest as she drove her cock into me hard, deep and often, which was exactly what I needed. Sarina hammered my ass hard for several long minutes before commanding me to "Jerk off while I fuck your sweet ass, sugar!" I wrapped my hand around my cock and began stroking in time with her thrusts. Having a woman attached to the cock fucking me was so much better that trying to do it by hand. "I love the way you're fucking me Sarina. Ream me. Fuck me hard! So good! So good!" I babbled. "Sugar, you feel so good around my cock. Your ass is so tight. I'm gonna cum just from fucking you!" Soon Sarina was wailing as a powerful orgasm sped through her. She fucked me for several more minutes. "God damn it! This is so fucking hot! I hope you're gonna cum soon sugar... because I'm going to... and I want to share it with you!" she panted. Sarina kept on pounding into me, her thighs slapping against my ass. "I'm so ready to cum for you Sarina. Tell me when baby!" "Now! Cum now!" I stroked myself with fervor. Soon my seed erupted from my cock and landed everywhere on my torso. Sarina shuddered and wailed as she was again rocked by a powerful orgasm. When she recovered a little from her massive cum, Sarina unceremoniously pulled her cock out of my clutching ass and fell on top of me, writhing her body and smearing my cum all over her tits. She plunged her tongue into my mouth and tried to taste my tonsils. Separating she moaned "Jesus Christ sugar, you may be the best fuck I have ever had!" Sarina inched up my body and offered one of her sperm coated tits to my mouth. I eagerly licked it clean. I then cleaned her other breast too, making sure both of her fleshy globes and her rubbery sensitive nipples were spotless. "You are a DIRTY little boy, aren't you sugar? My, my! I never would have suspected you to be such a little slut!" "I am what I am Sarina. Beautiful girls like you and Mia just bring it out of me." Sarina kissed me again before climbing off the bed. Once firmly on the floor she unstrapped her harness and stepped out of it. "Do you think I'll be able to see Sarina again?" I asked. "Sarina will definitely be back for some more of that ass!" Lindsey kissed me lovingly, adding "And I have it on good authority that Sarina would love to have your beautiful cock in her ass too." Lindsey paused before again kissing me affectionately on my mouth. She looked into my eyes and said "Mr. Jacobs, I probably can't be here every time you need a good fucking, but I know someone who may be willing to help out when I can't be here. Her name is Mariana. I'll talk to her for you" "Thanks Lindsey. Hey, one question before you go. Where did learn to fuck a guy like you just did?" "That's the first time I've ever fucked a guy's ass" she confessed before leaning over and kissing me deeply and passionately, her tongue probing the depths of my mouth. Lindsey separated her mouth from mine. Her eyes were on fire with wicked lust. She gave my cock a final stroke before telling me "But I've had lots of practice fucking Krista." Pinch Hitter Ch. 02 This is a work of erotic fiction. All characters in the story are over the age of 18. If you are going to vote, please vote on the story's merits. ~~~~ Lindsey, my daughter's best friend, had just fucked me to a mind blowing orgasm while posing as Sarina, one of my favorite shemales. "You are a DIRTY little boy, aren't you sugar? My, my! I never would have suspected you to be such a little slut!" "I am what I am Sarina. Beautiful girls like you and Mia just bring it out of me." Sarina kissed me again before climbing off the bed. "Do you think I'll be able to see Sarina again?" I asked. "Sarina will definitely be back for some more of that ass!" Lindsey kissed me lovingly, adding "And I have it on good authority that Sarina would love to have your beautiful cock in her ass too." Lindsey paused before looking into my eyes and saying "Mr. Jacobs, I probably can't be here every time you need a good fucking, but I know someone who may be willing to help out when I can't be here. Her name is Mariana. I'll talk to her for you" "Thanks Lindsey. Hey, one question before you go. Where did learn to fuck a guy like you just did?" "That's the first time I've ever fucked a guy's ass" she confessed before leaning over and kissing me deeply and passionately, her tongue probing the depths of my mouth. Lindsey separated her mouth from mine. Her eyes were on fire with wicked lust. She gave my cock a final stroke before telling me "But I've had lots of practice fucking Krista." I was shocked. My daughter and her best friend were lesbian lovers. I never would have guessed. Lindsey padded out of my room and, I assumed, back to Krista's bed. Lindsey quietly opened the door to her lover's bedroom, closing and locking it behind her. She climbed on the bed and between Krista's toned legs, grateful that her lover always slept nude. Without pretense, Lindsey slipped her strap-on cock between the folds of Krista's youthful hairless pussy arousing the young woman from her slumber. "FUCK!" Krista exclaimed when she felt her pussy filling with the rubber phallus. "SHHH!" Lindsey commanded, her hand over Krista's mouth. "Your dad will hear!" she stated in a whispered shout. Krista nodded her understanding while Lindsey began pumping in and out of the brunette's body. The two women kissed as the stocky blonde made love to her girlfriend. Krista broke from the kiss and, smiling appreciatively, gazed into her lover's eyes seemingly to ask "Well?" Lindsey knew the look and answered "I came twice while I fucked your dad's ass." Krista's eyes went wide in surprise, the previous smile transforming into an open mouth gasp. "That is so fucking hot!" she quietly exclaimed. Lindsey began ravishing the young woman's pussy. Soon Krista was invading her lover's mouth with her tongue and bucking her hips against Lindsey, drawing every millimeter of the dildo into her willing chamber. Lindsey continued to wrestle tongues with her lover. Krista's hands lowered to Lindsey's ass cheeks and pulled the blonde's hips hard into her. Lindsey responded by driving harder into her lover, bringing them both to intense orgasms. After recovering briefly, Lindsey removed her mouth from her lover's and asked "Wanna hear the details?" Lindsey asked. Krista nodded that she would, rolling the two of them over so Krista was on top with Lindsey's cock still snugly nestled in her pussy. After Lindsey recounted how things in Krista's dad's room unfolded, she summarized by gleefully exclaiming "Baby, I fucked your dad in the ass with my strap-on!" "That is so hot! I can't wait until I get my shot at him. Like I told you before, I think I've fallen in love with him. I am so excited to show him I can love him just like mom did." The two kissed tenderly. "But first, it's my turn to drive" Krista said as she dismounted the curvy blond. Krista unbuckled the harness, removed it from Lindsey's waist and fastened it around her own athletic body. Once it was securely in place, Krista commanded "Lick my cock clean." Lindsey was quick to kneel in front of her lover, tonguing and sucking the dildo, savoring the taste of her lover's secretions. "Lay down" Krista commanded, her tone was one of sexual urgency. Once Lindsey was on her back Krista dipped her head between the thick spread thighs and began to devour the hairless pussy displayed before her. Lindsey moaned in pleasure as Krista lapped at her folds, her talented to bringing Lindsey to the brink of another orgasm. Just as Lindsey moaned "I'm gonna cum baby!" Krista withdrew from her oral assault and sat back, her ass resting on her heels, leaving her lover frustrated. "Baby! Please finish me! I'm so close! I need to cum!" Lindsey begged. "I'll finish you in a minute, but I need a promise from you first" Krista said as she covered Lindsey's body with her own, their breasts mashed together. "Anything! Just make me cum!" Lindsey exclaimed. "Here's the deal: I'll go through with our plan and fuck daddy like we agreed, but I get to fuck you in the ass first" Krista demanded. Lindsey's eyes shot wide open at the suggestion. Krista was unsure if it was because of shock or desire, but Lindsey's response of "You can't change the rules once the game starts!" indicated it was a look of surprise. "Yes I can! He's my dad, and if you want to cum tonight, you'll take my deal." Lindsey tried to pout, but the thought of her lover fucking her ass was too good to resist. "Ok, deal. But under protest!" she said, hoping to camouflage her desire. A wide smile crossed Krista's face as she realized a whole new avenue of sexual discovery was about to open for them. Krista eased her strap-on into Lindsey's soggy pussy, pistoning in and out several times for lubrication before withdrawing completely and placing the bulbous head against her lover's tight pucker. Krista began to push her dildo against Lindsey's tight back door. Slowly, Lindsey's body began to relax and the head of the dildo wedged its way into the blonde's rectum. "Fuuuuck meeeee!" Lindsey exclaimed. "The whole head is inside! OOoohhhh God that's so fucking good!" Krista continued to feed the length of her toy into her lover's anus. Lindsey moaned and groaned the entire time it took for Krista to get all of her cock inside. Once Krista's hips made contact with Lindsey, she stopped pushing and allowed her lover to adjust to the new sensation. Krista stared at her lover's face which displayed the ecstasy her body was feeling. Lindsey's eyes were closed as she succumbed to the sensations she was experiencing on her lover's perpetually hard cock. "Holy shit Krista! This is un-fucking-believable! I know why your dad loves this! FUCK!" "Are you ready for me to fuck you baby" Krista asked. "God yes! Fuck me baby! Fuck my ass and make me cum!" Lindsey wailed. Krista obliged her lover and began reciprocating her strap-on in and out of Lindsey's behind. In only a matter of minutes, Lindsey clasped Krista's face with both hands, and pulled her lover to her. Lindsey's legs wrapped around Krista's torso and the two young women kissed passionately with their bodies pressed tightly together as they explored this exciting new chapter of their physical love. Lindsey pulled her mouth away long enough to whisper "I'm gonna cum!" before rejoining Krista in their probing kiss, their locked mouths muffling the animalistic howl of Lindsey's first anally induced orgasm. "Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God" Lindsey blathered as she recovered from her intense cum. "Oh my God. Oh my God." Krista began to withdraw from Lindsey's bum, but was stopped by her lover's request of "Leave it in. It feels so good!" The two lovers fell asleep in each other's arms, Krista's strap-on still buried in Lindsey's tush. ~~~~ The two awoke the next morning in each other's arms, their legs entwined. At some point during the night, they had uncoupled from each other, but the strap-on still jutted from Krista's crotch. Lindsey rolled Krista to her back and straddled her, rubbing her moist gash against the length of Krista's shaft. "Good morning babe" Lindsey whispered before enveloping Krista's mouth with her own and pressing their firm youthful mammaries together. Lindsey continued to grind her pussy against Krista's shaft while Krista grasped and groped the blonde's bountiful ass cheeks. "You were fucking AMAZING last night" Lindsey lauded. "You were like an animal, the way you growled and groaned. It was fucking hot" Krista replied. The two kissed again, their passion beginning to reignite. "I wanna fuck you again. Right now. Slide down on my cock" Krista pleaded. "We can't baby. Not right now, your dad's up. Besides, we need to save ourselves for tonight. Now, why don't you take that cock off and let's go get some coffee." ~~~~ I woke uncharacteristically early the next morning and was immediately inundated with conflicting emotions. My sexual desire had been satisfied for the first time since my wife Sharon was killed five and a half months ago. My "guy" side was puffed up and my ego was inflated by the fact I had made a woman half my age cum twice without ever touching her genitalia. My "dad" side was horrified by the fact that the young woman who pegged me last night was my daughter's best friend and teammate. My "dad" side was also simultaneously embarrassed and delighted that my daughter and I would now be sharing Lindsey as a bedmate. Obviously I was an emotional basket case, and my guts were in knots as I tried to determine how I would address the uncomfortable confrontation that would inevitably present itself. I poured a cup of coffee from the day's second pot, dreading the interaction I was certain I would be facing. At about 7:30, I heard the two woman giggling as they walked down the hall from their bedroom, down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Mornin' daddy!" Krista declared, kissing me on the cheek. As she bent over, I caught a brief glimpse of her braless breasts hanging invitingly under her loose fitting tee shirt. The sight of her mammaries (coupled with the revelation that she and Lindsey were lovers) caused me to look at, and think of, Krista in a whole new light. For the first time I saw her as a sensual, desirable woman. Lindsey greeted me too. "Good morning Mr. Jacobs" she said, her words delivered with barely detectable sultry undertones. She too was dressed in a tee shirt, though tighter fitting than my daughter's. Both girls displayed a lot of leg, almost to the cleft of where their legs met their butts. I could only hope they had panties on. "Good morning girls. How did you sleep last night?" I asked. "On our stomachs" Krista answered, a quick glance at Lindsey indicated the potential for a double entendre. "I had a really good workout yesterday afternoon" Lindsey replied. "I was exhausted so I slept like a log!" Krista and Lindsey busied themselves pouring their coffee and assembling a lite breakfast. "Want anything to eat Mr. Jacobs?" Lindsey asked. My guts were still churning in dread, waiting for the embarrassing confrontation I knew was just minutes away. "Naw, I'm good with just the coffee, thanks." Lindsey and Krista sat at the table, sipping their coffee, eating cereal, and discussing their just completed week at school. They were so engrossed in their discussion, it was almost like I wasn't there. Of course, they may have been talking to me, or even about me, and I wouldn't have known. I was enthralled watching their unsupported boobs jiggling under the thin material of their tee shirts. The thin cotton did very little to hide the charms underneath. Whether Lindsey felt a chill or was aroused by my lingering glances, her nipples were erect and in the daylight appeared to be far larger than I remembered. As I ogled her bountiful breasts, it dawned on me that I had licked my own cum off of them just a few short hours ago. "Hello? Earth to dad!" I heard Krista shout. I quickly realized I was lost in thought, recalling the feeling of having Lindsey on top of me last night. With a quick look at Krista I could see she was in dismay. I had missed everything she had just said. A look at Lindsey told me she knew what I was thinking. "I'm sorry honey. I didn't sleep much last night." My words caused a wicked, knowing grin to grace Lindsey's lips. "What were you saying?" "I said Lindsey and I were heading out to do some shopping today. There's a big sale at the mall and a new boutique opened across town. Then I asked if it would be okay if Linds spent the night again." "Oh, sure. No problem. Did you want me to have super ready for you?" "We'll stop and pick up some carry out Chinese" Lindsey interjected. "My treat." "You don't have to do that young lady." "I know. But you're always so good to me Mr. Jacobs, it's the least I can do" Lindsey assured. "We love having you here" I answered. "And can we do something about the 'Mr. Jacobs' thing? It's just too formal. You can call me Dave, or Mr. J, or... whatever you want. Just not 'Mr. Jacobs' anymore. K?" "Okay Mr. Jac... umm. I'll discuss it with Krista today" she answered. The two beauties had finished their breakfast and were off to prepare for their day out. "Can I use your shower dad?" Krista asked. "I don't want to have to wait for that slow poke Lindsey" she teased. "No problem" I answered. The two scampered upstairs and I was left to ponder what had happened the night before and to sip my coffee. I figured the blow-up, the outing, my embarrassment would happen after their showers. I was wrong. The girls came downstairs in jeans and team sweatshirts, their hair pulled back in casual pony tails. "See you later daddy. We'll be back around dinner time" Krista advised. "See you tonight" Lindsey added. "Okay. Drive safe and have fun. Call if you need anything" I replied. And out the door they went. No confrontation. Lindsey handled the whole situation like it never happened. Finally, I relaxed a little. While the girls were gone I spent the day puttering in the garage and in the yard. I came inside, grabbed a beer and surfed the internet for a while. Of course, I wound up looking at porn. I watched a couple of decent strap on videos but the entire time my thoughts were consumed by my memories of Lindsey and the events of the prior night. I hoped she was serious when she said Sarina would be back. Before the girls returned I went upstairs to shower. As I soaped up I noticed I hadn't shaved my genitals in a few days as they were pretty stubbly. I lathered up and dispatched the unwanted growth with a razor. I put on a pair of nylon athletic shorts and a tee shirt before going downstairs to wait for the girls and dinner. I grabbed a beer and turned on the TV to watch a little football. One beer turned into two, which turned into three. I was feeling very relaxed before the girls returned home at around 7:00. "Sorry we're late dad. We ran into some friends and stopped for a drink" Krista said as she closed the door. "Can you take these upstairs and put them in my rooms Linds? Thanks!" Krista said as she handed some bags to her blonde friend. "Hurry down so we can eat. Dad, one of our friends might stop by to hang out later, I hope you don't mind." "No problem" I said, my nostrils filling with the aromatic Chinese food. I was quick to get out some plates and utensils for supper. When Lindsey came back downstairs we tore into the white boxes of take out. I grabbed a fork and prepared to dive into my plate of General Tso's chicken and fried rice. "Not so fast big guy!" Krista scolded. "Tonight we eat with chopsticks" she said, handing me two of the bamboo skewers. I fumbled with the ancient culinary instruments as I tried to eat, all the while watching the two young ladies maneuver the devices with skill and ease. Between the slight buzz all three of us were feeling and my total ineptitude at using chopsticks we were all laughing so hard none of us could speak. Lindsey was literally crying through her laughter. I tossed the chopsticks in the garbage and grabbed a fork. I was thrilled that such entertainment was provided at my expense. It had been a long time since Krista had laughed like that. After dinner we lounged around in the living room with popcorn and wine while we watched a movie. The girls headed up to Krista's room at about 10:30. I went to my room at about 11:00 and took another quick shower, making sure I was clean inside and out, just in case. As I started to climb into bed I saw on my pillow a typed note and a piece of black cloth. The note read "Blindfold yourself, turn off the lights, and get in bed." It was signed "Sarina" I complied without hesitation. I lay in bed, naked and blindfolded, eagerly awaiting Sarina's arrival. About 15 minutes later I heard the bedroom door open and quietly click closed. I was able to detect the slightest presence of shampoo and perfume, so I knew Sarina had joined me in the room. "Is that you Sarina?" I asked, my voice trembling in anticipation. "I'm here sugar" she answered as she crawled on the bed. I felt her position herself between my legs, her strap on cock made contact with my body as she adjusted so she could kiss me. I felt her plump lips tenderly touching mine and her swollen nipples scraping against my hairy chest. Her kiss was patient and intimate. My hands were quick to find their way to her firm breasts. I cupped them, admiring their fullness and mass. My thumbs flipped over her engorged nipples while my hands remained motionless, allowing me to appreciate the heft of her globes. Sarina's tongue slipped between my lips and swirled around my tongue. Reaching between us, she positioned her cock so it was flat against my belly. She lowered her hips and began to thrust against me, her phallus sliding against my stomach and cock. "I'll be right back" Sarina whispered before climbing out of bed. It wasn't long before I felt Sarina climb back on the bed and retake her position between my legs. She lifted my legs like she had the night before. Instinctively I grabbed the backs of my knees and held them, awaiting her plunge into my ass. But like last night, she surprised me by rimming me first. Her tongue was eager, roaming the entire surface of my sphincter and perineum. I could hear her breathing heavily, on the verge of moaning. She was getting turned on too. "Are you ready sugar?" Sarina asked as she moved into position to spear my waiting hole. "God yes Sarina. I'm so ready for you to fuck me" I answered enthusiastically. "But what about Krista?" I asked. "Don't worry about Krista. I've got that covered" she answered. "Besides, you won't be thinking about her when Sarina rocks your world!" In the total blackness, I heard the faint snapping of plastic originating from where Sarina was between my legs. "Lube" I thought to myself. Then I felt it. The head of Sarina's cock pressing against my willing and experienced entrance. I instinctively relaxed and allowed the intruding member to penetrate me aided by the silky smooth lubricant. Sarina gasped as her cock sank all the way into me on her first push. "FUCK!" she whispered, but the voice seemed different this time. "Wrap your legs around me sugar. Fuck me like the slut you are" she playfully commanded. I did as I was told. As I hooked my ankles behind Sarina's back, I noticed Sarina's torso seemed to be narrower than it was last night. I reached my hands up to fondle her glorious chest. The instant my hands touched her orbs I knew this wasn't Sarina. Her breasts were smaller, nipples less pronounced; her waist was narrower, and her skin was warmer and softer. I stopped moving, as did the person with their cock inside of me. I heard Sarina giggling a little. Pinch Hitter Ch. 02 "Sarina?" I inquired. "Yes, sugar?" she answered inquisitively from the other side of the bed, confirming that she wasn't the one with her cock in my ass. "Who's fucking me baby?" Pinch Hitter Ch. 03 This is a work of erotic fiction. All characters in the story are over the age of 18. ~~~~ "Sarina?" I inquired. "Yes, sugar?" she answered inquisitively from the other side of the bed, confirming that she wasn't the one with her cock in my ass. "Who's fucking me baby?" Sarina climbed on the bed. I heard her kissing whoever it was that had a cock inside of me. Sarina lay down next to me, her breasts pressed into my side. She extended her right hand between me and the person on top of me, wrapped her hand around my cock and began slowly jacking me off. "You should feel how hard he is" Sarina whispered. Soon there was a second hand groping my genitals. I heard the two kissing again before Sarina said "Go" and whoever was on top of me began slowly and deliberately sliding their beautiful cock in and out of me. It was an exquisite feeling. It wasn't the intense fucking I experienced last night, but this wasn't lovemaking either. This was teasing. "Please tell me Sarina..." I begged "...tell me who she is." "This is my friend Mariana, the one I told you about. When I told her what an eager little slut you were she couldn't wait to try you out." Only then did Mariana lower herself to me, pressing her smaller breasts hard into me and sucking my tongue into her mouth. I extended my hands down her lean body and cupped an ass cheek in each hand, pulling her into me harder with each thrust. Her teasing fuck turned into a slightly faster screwing. Mariana's long hair cascaded over me covering all of my face while she continued to penetrate me. Sarina released my erection and removed my blindfold. Mariana had her face next to mine, her cheek pressed to the side of my face and her breath hot and moist as she panted in my ear. Mariana's thrusting became more intense, more urgent, yet she didn't speak. Sweat was beginning to form on the fleshy cheeks I cupped and squeezed. Mariana's breathing became more ragged as she continued to pump into me with long luxurious strokes. I felt her body tense, her hips quaking as she groaned into my ear, her orgasm consuming her body. She continued to fuck me through her cum. Mariana raised up from me and supported her weight on her arms. Her face and identity were still concealed by the long, dark hair that fell about her face. In her new position she was able to pound into me with power, and Sarina was able to reestablish her hold on my cock. With the dual stimulation I was now experiencing, my own orgasm became a foregone conclusion. I began to moan in pleasure as I felt the pressure in my groin growing. "I'm gonna cum" I stated to no one's surprise. When Sarina felt my cock harden even more in her hand, she whispered "Now!" As the first of my semen blasted from my cock, Mariana swept her hair from her face with one hand. Mariana was my daughter. Shock registered on my face. My greatest fear and most repressed subconscious desire were both realized when I saw Krista was the one fucking me. I gazed into the inferno of my daughter's brown eyes as I ejaculated repeatedly between our bodies. Mariana's wide smile spoke volumes about the emotion and pleasure she was experiencing as she continued to auger her dildo through my pulsing sphincter. Her look was one of sexual satisfaction multiplied by emotional fulfillment to the power of relief. Neither of us spoke. The fire in Mariana's eyes dwindled slightly when I didn't immediately react to the joy and satisfaction she was presently feeling. My brain was overloaded trying to process what had just happened. On a moral and intellectual level I felt disgust, repulsion, at the fact that my own daughter had just topped me. Yet on a physical, animalistic level I was exhilarated and euphoric that my own daughter seemed to be exhilarated that she had just sexually dominated her dad. When I was finally able to weigh and evaluate this surprising development, and I was able to accept the fact that what had just happened was something Krista had initiated, my baser instincts won out causing my initial look of shock to transform to one of tentative acceptance. When Mariana saw me smile and my eyes twinkle, the fire in her eyes rekindled. "I love you" she said before collapsing on top of me and smothering my mouth with hers in a passionate, intimate kiss. My intellect may have been conflicted by the fact that my own daughter had just sodomized me, but my body wasn't. Even though I was 42 years old and had just had an incredible orgasm, I was still as hard as a bar of steel. Mariana continued to roll her hips, forcing her dildo to continue sliding in and out of me ever so slightly. "That was so beautiful!" Sarina proclaimed. She was still next to me, her hands now lovingly roaming Mariana's back and ass. Mariana broke our kiss and turned to face Sarina. "Thank you" she whispered before kissing the buxom blonde. Sarina left my side and moved between my legs behind Mariana. As she did I took my hands from Mariana's butt and placed them on either side of her face. We gazed into each other's eyes for a few moments until Mariana closed hers and tilted her head back releasing a primal groan in the process. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Sarina's eating my ass! God it feels so fucking good! Don't stop baby!" she growled. Mariana returned her mouth to mine and again devoured my tongue with her mouth. I felt Mariana began to withdraw her cock from my ass, causing emotional and physical emptiness when it was completely withdrawn. Mariana began to loose the straps of her harness. "Leave it on" I implored. Mariana, nodding in understanding then positioned herself straddling me, so my still erect penis lay pinned between my lower abdomen and her very wet pussy lips through the open crotch of her harness. Mariana began sliding herself back and forth on my erection, masturbating herself against my manhood and lubricating me with her secretions while her own cock slid against my body. It was an incredibly erotic sight. As Mariana slid forward on me, she quickly tilted her hips, captured my cock with her succulent pussy and slid herself back, impaling her body on my tool. It happened so fast and smoothly she caught me totally off guard. "NO! Honey, we can't...!" I protested before she cut me off. "Yes we can daddy, trust me" she corrected before she began reciprocating and gyrating her deliciously tight pussy on my cock. Mariana lowered herself to me and we kissed while she fucked herself on my pole. The mental taboo of being fucked by her dad, the physical sensation of a cock in her slick tunnel, and her teammate's tongue buried in her ass set Mariana off. Her pussy spasmed around my cock producing thick creamy cum which Sarina was quick to lick up. I heard both girls gasp and moan as Mariana came. I began to desperately pump my cock into Mariana's clutching wetness. Sarina, still between my legs, slipped two pussy juice coated fingers into my ass and began to pump them into me in time with my thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt my second orgasm maturing in my loins. Moments later I was dumping my seed deep into Mariana's pussy. My daughter's pussy. My daughter's womb. Neither of us did anything to prevent it. "You're cumming inside of me! I can feel it! OHHH! FU-U-U-UCK!" she cried as I coated the walls of her vagina with my semen. My thrusting slowed as my ejaculations waned. Sarina released the straps of Mariana's harness and pulled the device away, tossing it to the floor. Mariana extricated herself from my penetration and straddled my face. She lowered her dripping pussy to my lips and I gorged myself on the gaping, hairless slit she presented me. "That's it daddy. Eat my pussy" she commanded as she rolled her nipples between her own fingers. "Make me come with your tongue daddy!" I did my best to accommodate her request, lapping at the folds of her flared lips and the hooded bud of her clit. Soon her hips were jerking again as she neared another release. "I'm cumming sugar! I'm cumming!" she shouted before releasing a guttural moan. My mouth was filled with both of our creamy goodness, the sticky nectar coating my tongue. I hungrily swallowed every drop. Krista rolled off of me and lay on her left side. I rolled onto my right so I could face her, my left leg draping over her hip. I felt Sarina straddle my right leg and slip her strap-on into my very exposed ass. Krista and I kissed as Sarina had her way with me. "I'm gonna cum" Sarina stated after just a few minutes of fucking me. Soon her smooth rhythmic thrusts became irregular pokes and jabs as the base of the strap-on stimulated her to a massive orgasm. She wailed as she came, cursing and exclaiming how good it felt. Soon after I again experienced emptiness as Sarina removed her cock from my ass. She unstrapped her harness and joined Krista and me on the bed. Lindsey and Krista shared a sensual open mouthed kiss before Lindsey kissed me as well. She then positioned herself on my left, half on me, half on the bed. We held and petted each other in silence as the reality of what had just happened began to sink in. I had just allowed two college co-eds to take on the personas of shemale porn stars and let them have their way with me. In my mind, I had just allowed Sarina Valentina and Mariana Cordoba to turn me into a slutty submissive bottom. A fantasy come true. But I had also just participated in incestuous intercourse with my daughter. I had just ejaculated deep inside her young, fertile womb. I had done it instinctively. I had done it without thinking. I hoped I wouldn't regret it. "Oh my God! Dad! That was So.Fucking.Unreal" Krista said, breaking the deafening silence that enveloped my bedroom. Lindsey was all smiles as she lay on my left, her firm breasts pressed into me while she played with my flaccid penis. "Why?" I asked as I gazed into my daughter's sparkling eyes and twisted my fingers in her long brown hair. It wasn't an accusatory question. I asked it simply so I could understand why we were at the point we were presently at. "Because I love you. Because I wanted to give you the same pleasure mom had given you all those years. Because having watched how you dealt with everything over the last five and a half months and what an incredibly strong, caring, loving... resilient person you are, my love for you changed from that of a daughter to the kind of love a wife has for her husband. Somewhere... sometime... in my mourning it dawned on me that I wanted to be a wife to you, NEEDED to be a wife to you. And when Lindsey described your tryst while she fucked me last night, I wasn't willing to wait any longer." "Lindsey told you about last night?" "Oh, I knew all about it! We planned it together, she just described what you did and how much you enjoyed it. I told Lindsey about my feelings for you weeks ago. Ever since then we've been role playing ourselves. I knew about 'Mia' long before mom died and we hatched the plan for Lindsey to become your new lover, pinch hitting for Mia." I turned and looked at Lindsey. She was still all smiles. "Well?" I asked. "I fell in lust with Krista the first day she showed up for volleyball practice. There was something about her that I found irresistible, and now I can't imagine not having her in my life." Lindsey's voice was filled with emotion as she spoke, and her words brought a glowing smile to Krista's face. "After Mrs. Jacobs was..." she paused "...Krista came to lean on me even more. We soon realized we were in love with each other at every level. When she told me how she felt about you, I knew I had to help her become your lover. It didn't hurt that I'm attracted to you too." "So this was all planned?" I asked. Both girls nodded in the affirmative. "I didn't have a chance, did I?" Both girls shook their heads no. Krista propped herself up, left elbow on the bed. "There is one last thing" she started. There was a very long pause as if she was searching for words, or for courage to say the words. "As part of one of our biology labs, we had the opportunity to test our DNA and analyze the results looking for ethnic markers. I thought it would be fun to see what I would find." She stopped abruptly. "And...?" I prodded. Again it took her several moments to find her voice. "My father is of Eastern European descent" she finally exhaled. "You mean Western European. I'm English and Scandinavian" I corrected. "I meant Eastern, dad. My father... my biological father... is Eastern European" she said in a hushed, breaking whisper. I stared at her in disbelief. Tears were welling up in both of our eyes. "I'm not you dad?" I asked, my voice cracking. "No! NO! You'll always, ALWAYS be my dad!" she nearly shouted. Krista paused as her brown eyes bored into my soul. After several minutes she was able to exhale "You're just not my father." I was stunned. Krista's revelation turned my world upside down. It felt as though I had lost my wife and my daughter in the course of less than six months. The child I loved and raised as my own wasn't really mine. I took several deep breaths attempting to regain my composure, but the tears in my eyes betrayed any strength I may have been able to portray. "Did your mom know?" "I didn't get the results back until after the funeral" she answered. Again it was very quiet. Lindsey and Krista did their best to console me as I tried to make sense of this unexpected revelation. They kissed my face, neck, and shoulders with light, fleeting kisses. They whispered that everything would be okay. Krista reassured me that I would always be her dad, and that the news didn't change the way she felt about me. After about thirty minutes of heartfelt reassurance, Krista hesitantly offered "There is an upside to this, dad" she paused and waited until she had my undivided attention. My eyes silently pleaded with hers to explain what upside to this conundrum could possibly, remotely exist. Krista's eyes dropped, as if she were a little girl caught stealing cookies. Without looking at me, and in a nearly inaudible voice she said "I can have your baby."