Cindy's Biini - Finale

I only had two more men to be introduced to whom may be the one to end up impregnating me. However, once those two got their first shot at my womb, the others would get to repeat their attempts at connecting their sperm with my eggs.

Thus far we have been using the guys' parent's houses for my 'hook-ups.' For today and tomorrow, Shawn told me we would be using my house. Worst, we would use my parent's bedroom. It was hard to argue against this as my parents would be out of town both days. How he had learned this was unknown to me, however, I suspected my brother Tommy was aiding him. Speaking of him, he would be spending those evenings with his newfound girlfriend. Must be nice to be free to have an actual relationship. It was tempting to inform this girl, whoever she was, that my brother may have impregnated Ashley, but I held back on that. I had enough enemies as it was and I'm sure doing this would only result in me taking the virginity of several more 18-year-olds and getting impregnated. Everything I did seemed to result in that.

Grant, Richie, and Shawn arrived about five minutes early to get a head start setting up the camera in the bedroom. Dear lord, I'm going to film a porno film of me getting knocked up in my own parent's bed. This couldn't get any worse. The doorbell rang with who I assumed would be my new lover for the night, and I learned how it could get worse. It was my dad's boss.

"Hello, Cindy. I'm glad to see you've been picking up on the signals I've been sending you since when I had dinner here last," he said with a devilish smile on his face.

"Signals?" I asked, confused.

"That I wanted to fuck you, of course. If you insist that I get you pregnant in the process, so be it."

God damn it, Shawn. What weird things have you told this guy? My dad finding out about this would ruin me. But the worst of it was, this wouldn't be the first time I've fucked this guy. When I was prostituting with the help of Shawn, he was one of the clients that I fucked. I wore a mask and kept quiet for the whole process though. I'm amazed Shawn didn't spill the beans to him ahead of this. I can only imagine he felt it would be more humiliating for me to pretend like this was the first time we fucked.

"I have my reasons for doing this. You just need to keep your mouth shut about it to my dad," I reminded him as I guided him upstairs.

"Yeah, yeah. But just know that every meeting I have with him from now on. I'll be thinking about how his daughter's pussy felt when I came inside her. When he announces he is going to be a grandfather, I'll know the truth. And don't think this will be a one-time thing. You'll be back for more. The ladies always come back to me for more." My dad had always expressed a dislike for this man, but I don't think he knew he was this much of a sleazeball. A sleazeball that I was freely welcoming into my bed. Or rather my parent's bed in order to fuck me raw.

Walking into the bedroom, the boys had the camera set up and ready to go. "Geez, Cindy. You really are a freak. You want to record yourself getting knocked up as well," the boss commented as we walked in.

Shawn answered for me. "She sure is. Thanks for agreeing to this. She's been begging us to help her get connected with you. You wouldn't believe how much she masturbates to the thought of you."

Shawn gave me a look that told me I needed to play along with this scenario. Whatever, I thought. "Enough talking about it. Let's get this show on the road," I said, as I started to strip.

Rather than join me in stripping, my dad's boss stood back and enjoyed the view of me wearing less and less clothes. "Holy shit. I've jerked it to you a good number of times too Cindy. I once heavily implied to your father that I would give me a raise if he whored you out to me for a weekend. He was too dumb to pick up on it though. Now you are giving it to me for free. Fuck it's good to be in charge." Once my panties hit the ground and he had stared at my womanhood long enough, he finally got with the program and undressed himself.

He laid himself on my parent's bed and instructed me to, "Ride my hard rod. I want to see those tits bouncing when I drain my balls into you." Taking a deep breath as I once again wondered how I got myself into these situations, I obeyed and joined him on the bed. Taking hold of his cock, I directed it towards my entrance and after making initial penetration, I felt him slide into me fully.

"Oh fuck yeah, that's a good pussy. Your dad would be proud," he declared.

"Can we not talk about my dad while we are having sex," I asked, as I lifted myself up and felt him rub along my inner walls.

"Please, like the fact that I'm your father's boss isn't why you wanted to fuck me in the first place. Now let's feel those tits," he said, grabbing hold of my chest.

I continued to move myself up and down on his dick and I couldn't help but stare at his face. His gaze was directed purely on the body, thus he didn't notice me watching him. He admitted earlier he had lusted after me for a while. Just as my ex-friends like Jerry had. As had other friends of my parents I had fucked. Was that what I was to everyone? A hole to fuck and maybe impregnate?

"I always figured at some point I'd fuck your mom after he trade a night with her in exchange for keeping his job. I'll probably still do that at some point. It will be interesting to compare how you both perform." The guy has the entirety of his dick inside me with nothing stopping his sperm from inseminating me. Why keep bringing these weird things up?

"Are you close to cumming," I asked.

"Cindy is very anxious to feel your cum bathe the inside of her pussy with your seed," Shawn unhelpfully added.

His eyes finally looked at my eyes. "I am close. Are you sure you really want to have my child," he asked. I was a bit surprised to hear him ask this. It was rare that men fucking me were actually concerned about impregnating me.

But Shawn caught my eye and I knew how I had to respond. "More than okay. Fill me up big guy," I said. God if my dad ever sees this video... Not ten seconds later he fulfilled my perverted request and he joined my embarrassing club of possible impregnators.

"See you for dinner next week. I heard your mom is making pork chops. Maybe we can find time to sneak off and do some porking of our own," he said as he pulled out of me. Maybe we just fuck right on the dinner table, I thought to myself. At least then I would be free of all the secrets and lies I've been keeping from my parents.

Shawn and the guys quickly packed the camera and told me to expect them at the same time tomorrow. I elected to sleep right there in my parent's bed. I was leaking cum out of my pussy and there was a large wet spot, but all of these things were normal for me and I slept as good as usual.

As the following day dragged on, I dreaded who this last lover and potential baby-maker would be. I know Shawn would have saved the most shameful for last, but I was drawing a blank thinking about who that could be. I would start to think back to the people I've fucked, but would quickly stop as I found it too embarrassing to think back on them all. I would just need to be patient.

Shawn and the gang arrived ahead of the guest of honor, but wouldn't give me any hints as to who it was. Ashley also joined them this time to 'watch the show,' which only added to my worry. The only hint any of them would give me was they had a dick ready to blow its load into me. Finally, I heard the front door open and someone came inside. It was odd they just barged in without knocking and as I walked to the front, my legs nearly gave out seeing who it was. Uncle Charlie.

"There's the slut of a niece that ruined my life," he said, as his eyes looked over my body.

"You... no... why," I mumbled.

"Your friend Shawn told me the full story. How you went on a rampage fucking every 18-year-old in the county and then you decided to get into the porn business. You were so slutty and money crazy that you were even willing to fuck your own uncle and then release the tape. You ruined my marriage. Not that you care. As long as you get your cock every night, you're happy. Right?"

The story he had just told had many lies in it, but he was right about me fucking him. I wore my mask at the time, but it was me who he fucked and came inside. I knew we were being recorded too and what this would do to his marriage. But Charlie isn't a blood relation to me. He is married to my mom's sister. Or rather was.

"Nobody forced you to fuck anyone. You made that choice," I shot back at him.

"And you made the choice to fuck your uncle. Just like you are doing now. In fact, you want me to impregnate you today. Isn't that what this is all about?" I didn't have any words to say back to him, because he was right. He was here to impregnate me and I was here to let it happen. Still silent, I walked up to my parent's bedroom, where this would be taking place.

He followed me in where Shawn, Ashley, and the others were standing by. "Jesus Cindy. Are you going to film this while your friends watch? All while we do this on your parent's bed?" He looked to Shawn next. "You're the guy who talked to me on the phone right?" Shawn nodded his head. Uncle Charlie smiled and walked over to him with his hand extended like he planned to shake his.

Is he thankful for getting this opportunity, I wondered. But just as Shawn reached out to accept the handshake, Charlie made a fist and then punched him right in the face. "Did you really think I would shake the hand of the punk that ruined my life by releasing my sex tape? Go fuck yourself." He then headed towards the door but first faced me.

"I deserved what happened to me, no doubt. But what the fuck happened to you, Cindy? Get your life together. Don't be an uncle fucker," he said before leaving. Ashley helped Shawn get up who declared there wouldn't be a show today. As much as it hurt getting shamed by my uncle, it was worth it to see that little shit get what he deserved.

However, all that accomplished was it gave me a single day free of creampies. The following day Teddy got his second round with me. After that, a day didn't go by that didn't involve a man slobbering all over me and cumming all in me. After three weeks of this, they began to have me take a pregnancy test before the fucking. Each time I didn't know what I wanted more. To get a negative result and have to fuck another day, or get a positive test and be free from cum.

Finally, in the seventh week, right before I was about to fuck Jerry, the test showed positive. "Congrats! Should we fuck in celebration," Jerry asked. I didn't take him up on that offer. The guys packed things up and Shawn informed me I was free to reveal this little miracle to whoever I wanted and whenever. All my lovers would keep their promise and not reveal what had happened. Although Shawn would be holding onto the tapes.

That night, I tried to come to terms with me being pregnant, but for good this time. One of those guys was the father of my child and soon the world would know I had engaged in unprotected sex. Most critically, my parents would find out. Not tomorrow, or anytime soon. But I couldn't hide it forever. Do I get a boyfriend and try to claim they were responsible? Do I say it was a one-night fling and I don't know how to contact them? Was I headed towards the same fate as Ashley where I would be a pregnant whore for the rest of my life? No. None of that could or would be true. I refused to accept any fate like that. I knew what I had to do and who might be able to help me.

Early the next day, I was knocking on the door of a cheap-looking apartment complex on the edge of town. My Uncle Charlie opened the door. He looked at me and didn't say anything. I broke the silence. "I never said I was sorry," I said quietly.

"You don't need to. I'm sorry for all of those things I said at your house. It's obvious you are the real victim here. I've been trying to find the courage to reach out and see how I can help."

Inside, I laid out the truth of what had been happening in my life. Not Shawn's version of it, but the real truth. Eventually, I ended up explaining my current situation and how much of an idiot I've been. "Tell me how much money you need. I'll help you out," he said. With that, we hugged and both shed some tears.

A week later I returned from the airport and was free of my fourth pregnancy. No more deals or revenge. I would cut off every person who had been involved in that part of my life. I was a few weeks away from finishing school and planned to move across the country to start my career. I could leave all of this behind.

One day, I was on campus and heading towards my car. I had finished up my classes for the day and was ready to head home and enjoy an evening filled with normal activities. No cum, lesbian sex, or recording of me doing perverse things.

"How's the expecting mother feeling," a voice behind me said. A voice I had no desire to hear again.

"Hello, Ashley. Now, goodbye Ashley," I said as I turned briefly to the heavily pregnant ex-friend of mine.

"You're not pregnant anymore, are you," she asked.

"What? Why would you say that," I said as a bit of panic showed in my voice. With my plan to move away, I figured I would never need to reveal this to Shawn, Ashley, or anyone.

"I knew it. Don't deny it. I know you too well. Man, you are so screwed," she said with a terrible smile.

"Ashley. I know I've been terrible to you. I am the one responsible for getting you into this whole situation and then convincing you to get deeper and deeper into it. Later, when you needed a friend, I gave you nothing but bitchy comments. But please. Don't tell Shawn. Maybe I can still help you. Tell me what you need. Come with me across the country and we can escape this whole town. I'll help raise your baby. Just don't tell Shawn. He'll release the tapes he has of me," I said pleading.

Ashley's face calmed and I thought I got through to her. She took her hand in mine. "Cindy... I came here to tell you I posted all your videos on the internet an hour ago. I sent the links to everyone. So, have fun with that!"

I didn't wait around to tell her off. She was a pathetic lost cause who was pregnant with baby number 1 of probably 30 based on how much Shawn and his friends were going to keep fucking her. What mattered now was getting to my parents.

It's funny. I had thought about this exact scenario happening so many times. My parents finding out about everything I did. Having it all laid bare. However, what was so unexpected was how I wasn't afraid. I had already gone through this with my uncle and he accepted it. I made terrible mistakes but that's what they were. But soon I would be free of all my lies and deceit. What mattered though is I be there to give my parents the real truth. They needed to hear this from me.

Arriving at home, my parents were eating dinner and greeted me warmly. They hadn't heard anything yet. But just then my dad's phone rang. "Don't answer that. Please. Leave your phones and come with me. We have a lot to talk about."

I took them to the living room and asked that they hold off on saying anything until I finished. I took a deep breath and found my strength. Over the next hour, I told them everything. I didn't sugarcoat anything. I did try and leave Tommy out of it. Additionally, I took on as much responsibility for my actions as I could. Some parts were almost physically painful to reveal, but I got through it. My parent's faces were hard to read, but they did as I asked and didn't interrupt me, staying silent. I finally arrived at the events of today and explained how videos of me were released.

"I should have told you long ago what happened, but I didn't and I'm now paying for it. That's all I needed to say. I'll accept whatever you feel I deserve now." As those last words came out of my mouth, I realized I was exhausted and fell to the floor. I looked at my parents and expected yelling, anger, and sadness, probably all at the same time. But none of that happened.

Instead, Dad looked at mom and said, "You were right. She did inherit it from you."

"What? What does that mean," I asked confused.

Mom looked at me and smiled. "When I turned 18, I... went through a phase. Almost exactly like what you described. Letting others blackmail you into sex when you knew you could have walked away. Prostitution. Sex tapes. Letting every guy you know fill you to the brim with cum. All the while you are risking a pregnancy," she said with a laugh like she was remembering a fond memory.

"Mom you...," I started to say.

"Did she ever. Why do you think we've never been back to our hometown? Your mom fucked half of them, that's why. Do yourself a favor and never search up 'The Medford Whore.'"

"Dad, you knew Mom did all of this," I asked, still not processing what I was hearing.

"Know about it? I participated in it of course," he said with a smile.

"After four months of banging, I realized I was pregnant. Well, your dad offered to make me an honest woman and we left town. Sometime later we had you and I had no desire to act like that anymore," Mom added.

"Am I your daughter then," I asked looking at my dad.

"Honestly. We have no idea and never cared to check. Most likely, considering the sheer number of men that got with your mother, no. I'm not. But that doesn't matter, does it," he asked.

I understood what he was saying. "No, it doesn't Dad," I said with a warm, sincere smile.

"We were concerned if you would undergo a similar phase, but you turned 18 and showed no signs. I guess it just took a bit longer for you," Dad said. "You'll have some tough days ahead of you. And some legal issues. But we'll be right with you for all of it. You'll graduate college and head out for your new life. Just like your mom and I did." We all shared a big hug. It was going to be alright after all.

As Dad predicted, the next few weeks were rough as proof of my exploits spread everywhere. The school gave me permission to take my finals privately and I skipped graduation. My parents got me a lawyer and we actually ended up suing the police after it was revealed I blew that cop. No charges were ever filed against me. The news tried to hassle me for a while, but considering half of the town cheated on their significant other with me, a lot of people were pushing for this story to die out.

Ashley, of course, wasn't happy that my life wasn't completely ruined by her releasing the tapes. She tried to rile up the town more but only succeeded in revealing just how much of a whore she herself had been. She gave birth to a healthy baby boy and then got herself knocked up 3 months later. She works at a gas station where Shawn is the assistant manager.

In early June I said my goodbyes to my parents and headed out west where I secured a job in accounting. There, no one knew who I was or what I had done. Even if they did, I would simply own up to it. I had successfully created a brand new life for myself and was living life to the fullest.

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Four weeks later Cindy became pregnant after agreeing to a foursome with three 18-year-old high school guys.