Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

Romy watched my unveiling so intensely, his gaze glued to the sight of my glistening slit, licking his lips as he watched their reveal. He helped me at the end tug those panties away before reaching to his own belt. He unbuckled it, then lowered his pants, showing the large bulge of his manhood.

He knelt upon the edge of the bed on his knees, those thick, muscular thighs showing as he then reached into the waistband of his briefs and slowly peeled them away. The big, pulsating shaft that sprang free was glorious. So much bigger than any of the boys I’d played with and teased over the years.

Though before he bent over me, he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a condom.

That was not the plan.

My brows furrowed and I placed my hand on his wrist, holding it away.

“We don’t need that,” I said, pulling my panties off my feet and bringing my other hand between my legs, petting myself lewdly.

He looked at my dainty hand at his wrist, then back to my eyes. He pondered for a moment, perhaps taking measure of me. But then his decision was made.

The condom was tossed aside, and he got over me, his big, broad body suspended over mine as he leaned in for another passionate kiss. He brought his free hand to my hip, stroked his fingers on down across my thigh, until he was tugging my leg up to his hip and letting that big, beefy cock of his slide along my bare slit.

“As a warning,” he said, his voice husky, deep, and ripe with desire, “I can’t see me being able to pull out of you.”

“Good,” I purred, and I swear, I was nearly passing out with need and excitement. It felt like we’d been making out and touching one another for an eternity, and my body was on high alert. I couldn’t wait to find out what it felt to have a man inside me, and I reached out, gingerly touching his hardness.

The big shaft twitched against my hand, and I could feel its pulsating hotness so distinctly. He was immense! Put all the boys I teased to shame, and I stroked back along his length gingerly, watched the glistening purple crown as it flared near my wrist.

My gentle, exploratory touches elicited a big, lusty groan from the man, and his eyes nearly shut. Instead though, he splayed my legs open wide as the pleasant air breezed on by us, and I used that big tip of his to tease at my sensitive clit.

“Mmm,” he let loose in a big groan. “Your little pussy is going to look so perfect stretched around my cock, chica.”

My eyes rolled back in my head and I thought I was going to pass right out. His seductive words, the way he was making me feel, it was all so good.

I moaned out loud, grinding against him wantonly. “I need you to fuck me,” I said, trying to sound commanding but instead sounding so breathy and small.

It was only my first night there, and already I was splayed out, putty in Romy’s hands. He took hold of my hip in one hand and angled his own torso, pointing that big, hard dick right along my cunny.

“I’ll fuck you, baby,” he growled out, then began to push himself into me. That thick tool stretching my cunny open wide, breaking my hymen as he let loose such a deep moan. “So goddamn tight!” he declared.

I screamed a little, because it fucking hurt like hell for a moment, even though I was so wet, so turned on. I bit down on my lower lip to try to hide a bit of my pain, but as he rammed inside of me, I couldn’t help but emit a few little whimpers.

Once he was deep inside though, and my little cunny was stretched wide about his shaft, there was only the pleasure of being full for the first time in my life. Being completely whole, with a man deep inside me… it was bliss.

Romy reached his hand up to my breast, tugging down my dress to expose the supple mound and squeeze it so masterfully as he began to tug back. My narrow sleeve of a quim clung to his girth, and he groaned, but then he was soon thrusting back into me, pumping his girth inside again and again.

“So tight… so damn tight,” he groaned out aloud.

“So... big,” I managed to pant out in kind, my head swimming as my eyes rolled back in my head. I arched my back, pushing my breast into his hand as I took all of his cock between my spread legs. My slickness helped, after the pain ebbed, and I knew that after this, I’d be addicted.

Just watching him work at me, his body undulate as he thrust, that eight-pack of abs moving so sensually… seeing thick, corded muscle shift and bulge so gloriously. All as my body experienced every delightful bulge and throb of his organ inside me.

Each new thrust brought a slap of his heavy, cum-laden balls against my ass, growing louder with each rougher thrust into me.

Once he warmed me up, no longer was he treating me like a delicate doll. No, he was pounding into me, making all of my body feel alive. I screamed, uncaring who might hear, as my fingernails dug into his shoulders, keeping me rooted in place against him.

The panting, moaning and screaming we made together carried out the window into the streets of Havana, but on we went. His big, beautiful form glistening with a thin sheen of perspiration, highlighting his hard musculature as he pounded me into the lush mattress.

This man I’d only met a few hours before, was taking me so passionately all on my parent’s dime. It was intense, and I couldn’t help but reach out a hand and rub it all over his bulging, muscular chest, adoring the grooves of his sinew.

He felt amazing, and I clung to him, my legs wrapping around his back and clinging to the cusp of his ass, forcing him in deeper. Letting our bodies grow hot and sticky against one another as I lost all rational thought and simply succumbed to the illicit, exquisite pleasure.

“You feel so good,” I whimpered.

He growled out his words, “So do you,” and brought his hand from my thigh up to my hip. His thumb reached in, and with an expert touch he began to circle and prod at my clit, stoking my fires higher, bringing me closer to true bliss.