Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

With a rumbling growl he seemed to think it was.

“Mmmmm, damn girl… your cunt is fuckin’ fine,” he said before lashing his tongue over my cunny again, teasing my clit so expertly as he indulged in me at his whims.

It felt phenomenal. Unreal. Heavenly, even!

I was over the moon, and clutching onto the bed, just trying to keep myself balanced in the sea of pleasure.

“Truck!” I gasped, my milky thighs pressed so hard against his head I doubt he could hear me.

He ate my pussy with such smooth expertise, expert lashes of his tongues doing things to my lady parts I couldn’t have even fantasized before! His two big hands grasping my thighs and ass as he lashed his tongue over my slit again and again, savouring my flavour. He was ravenous! A wild, muscular beast who just saw me, knew he had to have me, and made it happen.

I know we didn’t meet on the most conventional of terms, but lordy, he was makin’ me sing!

“Truck!” I screamed again, one of my hands going down to the top of his head, holding him there as suddenly it was like my body started to tense up, the good feelings becoming almost too much to tolerate.

Even if I wanted to push him away, he was an immovable object. His body couldn’t be dislodged by my shoving, no way! He just sank his fingers into my flesh and continued to eat me out at his (and my) pleasure.

The big, loud grunts that came from him made there be no confusion as to his own satisfaction in the act. He was enjoying it, savouring me like a fine meal as he licked my folds and tasted my honey.

And then something happened that I’d never felt before, not even close. It was like my body started just tensing up, all my muscles going tight and then they all released in a burst of sensation unlike anything I’d dreamed of.

I screamed out loud as the pleasure struck through me like lightening, my hand tangled in Truck’s hair, my legs pressing to him so hard I thought I might hurt him.

He clung on though, continuing to trace his tongue along the edge of my clit, provoking my pleasure through the earth shattering climax I was experiencing. He made my skin hum, my blood boil and hiss, and he ravenously devoured the flood of my honey that came forth across his tongue and face.

It was too much, and I was buckin’ and moanin’, my limbs flailing and then tightening as I just completely and utterly lost myself to his mouth.

I swear I must’ve blacked out, or very nearly so! It was all so intense!

But by the time I came to my senses, there he was again, loomin’ over me.

His dick was hard as ever, and he held one of my legs in one arm, and with the other he wiped around his mouth with the back of his wrist, cleaning up the glistening mess of my honey even as he licked at his lips.

“Damn tasty,” he said in his guttural, growling voice.

I was still wearin’ almost all my carefully chosen clothes, except for those panties, and my booted calf was wrapped with his hand as he bent it back a little. It was so lewd, but I was spinning in a lust filled haze, and all I wanted was more.

Was him.

I wanted him to fuck me.

Even just the thought of it made me blush, though I’m sure my face was already red from the heavy breathin’ I’d been doin’.

Then he did somethin’ I’ll never forget, because the sight of him reachin’ his hand down to his long member, and takin’ hold of that shaft was burned into my memory. Watchin’ such a big, hunky man stroke his own cock was beyond compare, and he did it as he stared down at my glistening, wet pussy, takin’ such pleasure in touchin’ himself as he watched me.

“Such a gorgeous fuckin’ babe,” he growled at me before he leaned on in, using his hand’s grasp upon his dick to guide it into my pussy, raw. That big, purple crown of his kissing my cunny lips as he began to sink on in bareback and groan in bliss of his own.

I cried out again. I’d always heard that it hurt the first time, so maybe it was the vodka, or maybe the fact that he’d eaten me out for so long and I felt so good and relaxed, but it didn’t really hurt. Not like I expected.

But he grunted like it was takin’ him force to feed that dick into me, and I squirmed, wanting more.

Slowly as he sank on in, I could feel the pressure build. He was such a big fella, and my lil’ pussy was so tiny by comparison! It stretched to accommodate him though, and it never hurt like I feared, it only felt good to feel so full.

And I watched as he took hold of my hips in one hand, my leg in the other, and just sank his big, meaty shaft all the way into me, until his dark pubic hair was pressed up to my shaved mound. Such a beautiful fit.

“You weren’t lying,” he growled out, his dark eyes on me.

He grunted and groaned, and I could feel him twitch inside of me excitedly! But it wasn’t long before he was tuggin’ his hips back and beginnin’ to thrust into me, startin’ a tempo as we fucked unprotected.