Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

“Damn, she’s a mess down here… but fuck,” he groaned as he sank into me. “So good,” he said with a sigh of relief, wasting no time before he immediately began to buck and thrust into me.

Beside me I felt the bed shift, and it must’ve been a huge bed, because I could hear Becky beside me, getting fucked herself by the sound of it, moaning as the bed groaned beneath her body.

Then Raynor’s voice rumbled in my ear as my hands were filled with cock.

“There’s a few other guys here who’d love to take a dip in your sweet little snatch. What do you say, huh?” he asked as that eager man pumped into me harder and harder, building towards a fast climax, even as Raynor continued to tease my clit.

And those words more than anything sent me over the edge of oblivion again, unable to cry out with the cock still thrusting into my mouth and throat, but I knew that with how hard and often I was cumming, that Raynor knew the answer to his question.

I wanted them all. A little bit of competitiveness flared up in me, knowing my mom had become a legend because of how many guys she’d let fuck her that first night, and I wanted to do our family name proud. I wanted to take as many cocks as I could.

Being a legend’s not all it’s cracked up to be, I found out.

Oh, I beat my mom’s record. Absolutely crushed it, in fact! Fifteen men in one night, fifteen loads in my pussy. Well, sixteen actually, because before the night was out Raynor came back for seconds.

Though after that night I was feelin’ sore for days and days. It was a good long week before I felt up to fucking again, even though Raynor asked me out on a date. A date type date, the real thing! But hey, he was willing to wait.

Though he wasn’t the only one wanting a crack at Phi Zeta House’s new legend, and the parties kept me busy each and every time. I couldn’t get a moment to myself! But that’s the price to pay for fame.

There’s a price to pay for not using protection too, and as I knelt on the bed, feeling Raynor slowly slide his big, long cock deep into my pussy, I could feel that price beneath me: my swollen, round belly.

“B-be careful,” I said, knowing I didn’t need to say a word of concern for the child that was brewing inside me.

“Don’t you worry,” he said in a deep, groaning voice, grasping my hips and cradling my belly with each hand as he began to slowly tug back and fuck me nice and gentle. “I’ll take care of Phi Zeta’s hot new MILF.”

Fertile Freshman for the Team

Book Themes:

Barely Legal, Breeding, and Gangbang

Word Count:

5,447

I was so excited. I remember looking in the mirror, pinning back my golden hair from my tanned cheeks, and just looking and feeling so absolutely happy.

I’d just turned eighteen, and my best friend, Laura, was throwing me the biggest party ever. And I knew she would, because her dad is filthy rich, and their house is huge. Like, mansion huge.

Laura and I went all through school together, and we stayed home to go to the same college together. It wasn’t super glamorous, but we loved it anyways. But college sucked for the most part, up ‘til my birthday. I wasn’t able to do anything or go anywhere, everyone always treated me like a kid.

Well, I was going to show them.

I twirled around in my black dress, letting it linger up over my hips before I pushed it down, smiling gleefully.

I looked good! Mature! Confident, even. I had a glow to my cheeks, and my blue eyes twinkled with excitement. I couldn’t wait to see what Laura had in store for me.

“Oh my God, Vicki, you look amazing!” Laura said, and I giggled happily. She rarely ever complimented me and was always super hard to impress, so it meant a lot to hear it. I smoothed out my black dress, the V-neck dipping low enough to show off a hint of my cleavage, a necklace drawing attention to it.

“You think?” I asked modestly, because Laura was a total fox. She was always getting so much attention, but then, she wanted it too. I had always been the prude in our friendship. Hell, I was still a virgin, and hadn’t even dated since starting College. I always felt out of my league, I guess. I mean, I knew I was pretty, but I wasn’t gorgeous, not like her.

Laura was wearing this slinky silver dress that barely covered her ass and had rhinestones along the low cut top, and her ears sparkled with diamonds. She managed to look slutty and elegant all at once.

“Seriously, you’re a babe. Now c'mon, we gotta get some drinks in you before the real fun starts,” she teased, her finger poking my arm. “And you promised you’d take ‘E’ with me tonight too, don’t think I forgot.”

Oh God, she’d remembered that promise I made to her back at her birthday party five months ago? I was just trying to buy time, not promise anything.

But breaking a promise with Laura was social suicide, so I nodded. “Yea, Laura. I remember, don’t worry about it.”