This is the final Chapter of Mary's Unexpected Escapade and concludes the original ending of her story.
Hi folks! This chapter concludes Mary's escapades, and I'm not sure I like how this chapter turned out. Been re-writing it a lot and not sure how I liked it. I wrote this story in a way that the time flows much faster, with a lot of time skips as things progress between the characters, I just hoped I got the pacing right.
This ending is a "good ending" while the other is an alternative ending, starting from chapter 6 where Mary doesn't stop her dad's advances and the other is a pure "bad ending" for Mary. That one has been hard to write, and probably won't be posted. Writing a story about Mary's life being ruined didn't appeal to me, but started out as a "what if" idea.
If you are interested in seeing or at least know what happens, send me a PM or ask for it in the comments.
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Very soon, my period should come. At least according to my app.
I informed David while at school on a message that soon, we might need a pregnancy test.
All day was nerve-wracking. Did I really want this? My pussy has received gallons of cum from so many men, it's been a blast, but... It's a child. A new life. A massive responsibility. What do I even say to my child? "Oh, we conceived you because it was so hot to receive raw, virile loads in my fertile pussy!"
I felt so conflicted about whether I wanted this or not.
However, on the next day.
I woke up. And I got sad. My lower back was hurting and I had a mild headache. My typical symptoms of my pre-menstrual period.
I guess it's ok then. Pregnancy at my age when I still have an education to finish is just downright stupid. If I get my period, I'll end it with David. I need to change my lifestyle fast before this gets out of hand.
At school, my emotions slowly grinded me down.
At home, I prepared a pad for the night. Mom even noticed I was a bit down.
She had a suspicion of what had happened and began asking me.
"You are about to have your period?" Mom asked.
"Yes," I responded. I had trouble hiding my conflicting emotions and mom spotted it.
"Are you sad because it's coming? Have you been trying?" Mom was insinuating.
I gave her a nod and had trouble holding back a tear.
I felt so sad and empty. We have been trying for a child, or just fooling around at least. But something was missing. My mind didn't want to let go of that thought.
"Everything happens for a reason. You don't need to be sad." Mom tried to assure me, and I guess she was right. However, I have had at least 100 different partners this month. Would I be able to not jump on every cock I find? I don't mind being a slut, whore, exhibitionist, cumslut... Those titles make me feel good in a weird way. But sooner than later, people would know. And if I did get pregnant, would I marry David? What would my parent say? That their son-in-law is older than them? David is almost as old as my grandpa!
At the bed, I saw David had responded.
"Well, there is always next month."
"What will I do? You know I'm a nymphomaniac now. Any cock will do! And I fear the pill will remove the excitement!"
"I will think about this. Let's keep the pill or other form of birth control an option for now if you feel you can't stop yourself."
I really loved the risky, stupid sexual behaviors. Unprotected sex with a stranger who could at any time knock me up, not letting me know who the father was. Just knowing there is nothing between my womb and his impending seed turned me on so much!
And deep inside me, I felt joy. If David didn't knock me up, I can continue next month! No. I can't. It's... I need to let this stay a fantasy, not a lifestyle.
Next day came and my period still wasn't there and my back pain had stopped. Could this be? No...
I sent David a message about this and he'd say he'd pick me up after school.
That day was even worse than yesterday. I had to confide in Sally as I let her know my period is late.
"Really? That's good!" Sally said.
"You sure? Cuz I've been second-guessing myself the last days."
"Have you changed your mind, Mary?"
"No... Not really. Just, a lot on my mind lately."
"Well, I hope whatever happens comes in your favor. I'm excited too! My period should come soon... Or not. And Oscar is very excited."
"What if it's the black man's kid?"
"I think it's exciting..."
"And you'll... Get rid of it, right?"
"I should, but not sure anymore. Mom and dad would be very angry, but..."
"You'd need to find the father then, and we don't even know his name!"
"I know!" Sally was smiling.
"Gosh, you are as perverted as me now!"
Sally began laughing.
The school ended and David picked me up.
"Excited?" David asked. He wasn't so confident now. He probably felt the same as me. He handed me a pregnancy test kit.
"Yeah... Not sure what kind of excitement though."
David took a deep breath.
"You really are late, right?"
"Yeah, by two days now. It's not always on time, so the first day didn't worry me, then I got my headache yesterday... Now, it's gone, and it's still no period."
The drive to his place was quiet. We said nothing. I just wanted to do the test and be done with it.
"I'll be waiting in the living room," David said as I went upstairs to do the test.
Then came the moment of truth. I followed the instructions for the test, went down, and began waiting for the result.
It got a bit too much for David, so he took it from my hand and blocked the result with his finger.
He took a deep breath.
"You sure you are ready for this?"
I gave him a deep kiss and nodded.
I felt like a little girl sitting on my dad's lap all those years back.
I rested in his embrace for a minute, and the test gave off a beep.
David steeled his resolved and removed his finger.
2-3 weeks
Pregnant
The display showed.
At first, we just looked at it. Then we looked at each other, and David grabbed me in a tight embrace. "Is this really happening?" I thought to myself.
I was the first to break the silence.
"So, I guess we gotta prepare one of the rooms?" And as I said so, tears started flowing! David hugged me tightly as he stroked my back and shoulder. I wasn't really crying, the tears just fell by themselves, like, no sobbing. No sadness. Just... Release, like a dam.
For an hour we sat down embracing each other while looking at the positive test result. "So... Strollers? Diapers? What more do we need? How long shall I breastfeed? I've heard the longer, the better." I asked David.
"For now, let's deal with that when the time comes."
That day, David and I made slow passionate love, just us, no one else as he deposited another helping of sperm inside me, probably dissatisfied to find an already fertilized egg.