Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

She couldn’t deny the affect those words had on her. The secret, forbidden thrill it gave her to be such an object of lust and temptation. It was just like when she was back home, teasing all the boys and making them whisper such wicked things to her.

But these weren’t random boy-toys hanging around the gym to gawk at her playing volleyball. This was her family.

Angel bit down on her lower lip and squeezed her eyes shut, feeling the tears threaten to fall.

Her father hoisted her knees up into the air and began to pump his thick girth into her firmly, slow at first, but building fast. His low groans reverberated throughout the cave as he made her soft flesh jiggle with each new impact.

All the while her own brother took hold of her twin mounds, fondling her tits and rolling its flesh between his greedy fingers. “God sis, you have no idea how many times I jerked off to thoughts of you… and these,” he husked out, his words so lust-ridden, so needy.

Heat radiated through her body and her eyes rolled back in her head, the pleasurable sensations dulling the anger. The fear.

They felt so good.

So wrong.

Hands all over her body, her skin electric with their touch, with their unchecked desire. It was almost too much to handle and she gasped and writhed beneath them, wanting them to stop yet wanting them to push her further.

Stopping wasn’t on the agenda. Her father only grew harder. He pounded into her faster as he built up his momentum, that broad chest tightened, his muscles bulging as he gripped her thighs harder. His own blue eyes locked upon her as he watched her body’s soft flesh ripple with each pound of his groin to hers.

Yet while he stretched her tingling folds around his shaft, her brother kissed her neck and suckled her earlobe as he pinched her nipples. “Fuck sis… I dunno if I can wait for dad to finish,” he muttered desperately, his own dick straining beneath his swim suit.

So wrong. So wrong. Her mind was on loop, but her body didn’t care. Hell, it seemed to make it better. It softened and yielded and arched and ached for more, despite how disgusting she objectively knew their touch to be. These were the two men she grew up with. She'd played games with her brother, and perhaps they’d been too playful. She’d been driven to school by her father, and he was the one that taught her about boys and standards.

She trusted them more than anyone, and she fucking wanted this. Them.

She tried to deny it, over and over again, to convince herself that she wasn’t to blame, but there was a reason she couldn’t tell them to fuck off. There was a reason she didn’t struggle or fight, and that was because she wanted it.

Bad.

The feel of her father’s thick, bulging cock rubbing against her tight inner canal, so naked, so raw… it was bliss. The way he stretched her wide open with each new plunge of his shaft made her body cry out with ecstasy at each new thrust. The sound of his low, gravelly voice so pleasured -- like she’d never heard it before -- was sweet icing on the cake.

And all the while her brother fondled and played with her, until…

His hands pulled away, leaving her heavy tits to jiggle and sway with the motions of her body as her father fucked her. Rob pulled down his swim suit to show her that gorgeous cock of his again, so beautifully curved upwards.

Her brother brought it to her mouth, rubbed it against her full, puckered lips, letting its heady, masculine aroma fill her nostrils as he urged her to taste. “C’mon sis… suckle it a little… please!” he insisted, sounding so desperate for her. Her touch. Her relieving mercies.

That brotherly cock rubbed against her flesh, her mouth, but still she tried to protest. Silently she shut her lips, looked up at him with pleading eyes, but there was no use fighting it. She tried, but her father struck her too deeply and made her gasp.

In that moment her brother took advantage of her vulnerability and shoved it in. His own cock slid over her warm tongue so she could taste the tang of his dick, the strong flavour of masculinity as he curled his fingers into her dirty blonde hair and began to pump into her mouth.

It left her pinned, pistoned in between her family’s two hard cocks as they used her flesh to satiate their needs, stuffed her full of themselves. One shaft pushing deep up into her cunt to jarringly bang against her cervix and womb, the other thrusting back towards the end of her throat as he moaned noisily, so pleased and quivering to feel her slick saliva upon his organ.

Both of them making no secret of their bliss as they shared in the pleasures of her flesh.

There were no excuses for her behaviour, by how much it turned her on, even as she tried to repress them. To shove them down, deep in the secret corner of her mind, but now they blossomed full and proud, ready to consume her now that the objects of those desires watered her so readily.

But when her emotions became too much, her body edged her higher still, threatening her with the inevitable pleasure. The betrayal of her enjoyment, of the fact that she shared their lusts, their needs.

The night was always cooler than the day ever was, but between the two men, the heat rose, high and thick. Their hard, muscular bodies warming her up as they pistoned and pumped into her, her brother’s heavy cum-laden balls slapping against her chin as he fucked her mouth. Her father’s noisy sallies into her ass.

Together they moaned and made no secret of their pleasure, of the way they savoured her flesh. Louder and louder they grew, her father’s tan, hard body glistening with perspiration as he grew tenser, approaching an inevitable release inside her supple, nubile body.

She wanted to protest but all she could do was lick that hard, sweet flesh in her mouth and squirm. It was dangerous. She knew that, and the looming threat of her father’s pleasure weighed heavily on her.

But already, she’d gone so far. Been pushed to the brink of decency, to acceptability, and they kept pushing!

Her father’s fingers sank into her full, fleshy thighs, deeper, and his spine arched, his brow furrowing as he felt his cock tense, his balls tighten against himself. His desire for release urged him faster, and then…