Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

I took in a deep breath, and I was about to speak when the door opened again and we had to shuffle further into the bedroom.

Becky tugged the string of my halter top, and let it fall away from my bare chest. My nipples hardened instantly.

“Took you guys long enough,” Becky said, and I could feel two more people join us, moving ahead. I sensed their eyes on me, and I felt nervous with my body being exposed, but excited as well.

“You didn’t tell us you were going to this room,” one of the new guys said, his voice dark and almost haunting.

“Hush,” Becky chided them, her arms around me comfortingly as Raynor kissed my neck on up to my ear, nibbling and suckling at the lobe in such a tender manner, as one of his big, strong hands cupped a breast of mine, kneading it ever so softly.

All the while, Taylor moved my hand about, letting me feel his bare skin, then slowly undid his jeans, letting me follow the faint trail of light, blonde hair on down to its source: a tuft right above his manhood, my fingertips slipping into the waistband of his underwear.

Could I really do it? Reach out and touch this man’s privates

? A man I barely knew?

I was breathing so hard it was like I’d just run a marathon, but my fingers reached lower, towards that source of primal heat.

I couldn’t believe the size of it. I knew a man had to be big, I’d seen their bulges once in a while when they got hard, but I couldn’t believe it. I wrapped it in my hand, moaning as Raynor pinched my nipple between his two fingers.

I think not really knowing them helped, if anything. Less worry, not like with someone I knew very well. There’d be so many more concerns to fuss and worry about if they were dear friends, after all.

Instead, I wrapped my fingers around that hard, veiny shaft, and felt it pulsate in my fingers. Judging by the way his manhood swelled so obscenely against my palm, he must have been so aroused.

Raynor and Becky worked at my nipples, until Becky’s soft, delicate little hands retracted and it was just the two men. I could hear the sounds of Becky undressing the two new arrivals, but it was hard to focus on anything but what Raynor was doing to me as he kissed his way on down to my chest, teased my nipples, and let his hand dab at my wanting slit.

“You’re the hottest new pledge I’ve ever seen,” Raynor growled to me. “You get my dick so damn hard.”

“Oh God,” I whimpered, and for a second I felt my knees grow soft and I worried I was going to topple over. Luckily, I was stuck between those two pillars of maleness, and there was no way I could fall. Not even when Raynor’s tongue teased over my nipple, the tip tracing along my sensitive skin.

It felt so amazing, and I squeezed Taylor’s shaft in my excitement.

That got a lewd groan from the man and another thick throb of his shaft. Most interestingly was how when I moved my hand up along his shaft and down, I felt a sticky dapple of precum upon my wrist.

Though as Becky worked with the other two guys, doing things I couldn’t see but would hear about later (such as dropping to her knees, sucking one man’s dick as she pumped the other in her hand) I was putty in Raynor’s hands. He suckled at my own teat, while running his finger expertly along my slit, teasing my clit and bringing my trembling body to such a boil.

They both felt so good. So strong and a little intimidating and yet... that only turned me on more. Their brute strength, their masculine appeal...

“Ah!” I gasped as Raynor took my nipple between his teeth, applying a little bit of pressure. It sent a jolt of excited energy through me as Taylor’s other hand threaded through my hair, pulling my face to him and kissing me, hard.

I felt like I was floating on air, so much so I didn’t notice as they guided me to the bed, the kisses and touches serving to block out all else for me. There was only their two bodies, those two sets of lips, the throb of that cock in my hand…

But once I was being lowered, nude, down atop the bed, my panties being slipped off over my feet, I got the hint.

Raynor spoke up first, “Let me at that pussy,” and he took a moment to slip his shirt and pants off, I assume. Because the next thing that happened was two big, strong hands parted my thighs open wide, and the bed groaned as someone’s hefty weight got upon the bed, making it sink as he knelt between my legs.

I’d never lost grasp of Taylor’s cock the whole while, however, and he moved his hips, rocking them as he grunted and groaned, encouraging my hand to squeeze and pump his length. All the while, that other organ slapped against my moist, nude cunny.

I was uncertain about what to do with my hand, but Taylor certainly didn’t seem to mind. He was taking control of my hand and actions, and his grunts of approval never seemed to really stop.

With my legs pinned like they were, though, my mind was on bigger matters. Raynor’s cock, more accurately. I was sucking in breath like crazy but my heart was pounding and I felt almost dizzy with excitement and fear about what it would feel like.

What was I doing? Giving my virginity to some man I barely knew... and yet I wanted it so bad, I couldn’t deny that, and I pushed my hips towards Raynor excitedly.

I couldn’t see him then, but I’d get to know his broad, rippling torso so intimately later. The bulging pecs and ab muscles, the peppering of dark hair that gave him such a rugged, masculine look, leading on down to the largest cock I’d know.

He promised to be gentle with me, but with how big he was, no amount of gentleness would make that organ’s entry easy. The broad, purple crown slowly parted my petals and sank down into my virginal canal. His bare, unsheathed cock sinking in bit by bit as he gave a low, husky moan to add to the rising sounds of the other three men.

I didn’t have sight to distract me from that sudden, massive filling for my first time. It took him a little bit to really get into me, and his groans and grunts as he took my virginity will be forever etched into my memory.