Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

He hooked his thumbs into his briefs and yanked ‘em down, so that he stood fully naked with me. That thick shaft throbbing lewdly in the sun, bare and exposed between us.

“Get down on your knees and kiss it,” he commanded me.

I couldn’t believe what he was askin’ me to do.

More than that, I couldn’t believe how much I wanted to. How much I needed to just feel it, raw against me. Even if it was just my mouth.

Besides, he was so commandin’, I didn’t ever wanna say no to him. So I knelt down before him, a bit more cautious and uncertain as I looked up along his body. Over his hard chest, his pulsin’ shaft. I was so close to it that I could smell him, and see all the thick veins that bulged out of it.

I was scared, but I took it in my hand anyway, holdin’ it in place as I leaned up, plantin’ a kiss right along the bottom of it.

He gave a deep, lewd groan as he stared down at me, watchin’ me kneel before him and kiss at his manhood. He licked his lips, ran a hand back through his thick, glossy black hair.

“Kiss it again, right on the tip. Kiss it like you mean it. Make out with my cock,” he instructed me so forcefully, as if I had no choice but to obey. And truthfully, that’s exactly how it felt! He was such a powerful, gorgeous man, who held all the power, and I had to obey.

So I pushed myself up higher, my knees diggin’ into the gravel as I brought my mouth to the tip of his cock. I kissed it, closed lipped and cautious, but it wasn’t so bad. In fact... It was nice. Felt warm and hard against me.

So then I kissed it again, lettin’ my lips open a little, and then I could taste a bit of him on my tongue, and he moaned approvingly, so I did it again.

His hands went to my hair, coiled my ponytail about his knuckles as he urged me on to lick and taste his cock. Though it wasn’t long before his deep, rumbling moans signalled he had enough. He tugged me back up to my feet by my hair as his dick glistened with my saliva in the midday sun.

“Get in the backseat. Hands and knees,” he commanded me so roughly, guiding my head down with his grasp on my hair.

I couldn’t believe what I was doin’. That I was standing up, dusting off my knees before crawlin’ into the back of his expensive car.

The leather felt warm against my hands, and there wasn’t a lot of room, but it was enough for me to get kinda comfortable. Well, except that kneelin’ in front of a man when I was bare naked was not comfortable at all.

He got in behind me, his palms graspin’ my ass cheeks, spreadin’ ‘em wide as he let the tip of his manhood prod at my slick lil’ slit. He teased me purposefully, slidin’ that bulgin’, purple crown up and down my wantin’ cunny, but even he had his limits.

“I’m gonna breed you like a bitch in heat, you hear me Annie?” he said roughly, right before he sank his big, bulging cock right down into my pussy, endin’ all my years of virginity in one fell swoop. “Ohhh yeah,” he exclaimed noisily.

I cried out, my head thrown back. It hurt! Though when he finally hilted in me, and it was just him stayin’ still, throbbin’...

That part didn’t hurt. Not at all. I was so wet, and I guess it made that easier, because he pulled out and I let out a little moan of annoyance because I wanted him in me. I wanted him to... to breed me!

He didn’t disappoint though, ‘cause he pulled back for only a moment before he was thrustin’ in again. His powerful body hammerin’ his dick into me again and again, his pace and strength growin’ as he pummeled my ass cheeks, the loud slap of his hard body to mine resonatin’ in the car. Those thick, cum-filled balls of his swingin’ up, smackin’ against my clit wetly as he grunted and groaned.

“Fuck you are so tight,” he growled, his dick swelling inside me, makin’ me squirm. “Ohh you are such a sweet lil’ piece of ass Annie… never fucked a girl like you before.”

I didn’t wanna think about the types of girls he’d usually fucked. I didn’t wanna just be a number, not really, but I did want him to keep going. What he’d did before, how he’d touched me, that was just the tip of the iceberg because when his body slammed up against mine I was in heaven.

I gripped on tighter to the leather upholstery, pushing my ass in against him, begging for more with my body as I panted and gasped for air.

It felt so good to be full of him, and the more he fucked me, the greater it got. He got rougher as time went, but my body only started to crave it more and more as he kept it up, the lil’ twinge of pain with each rough thrust just enough for me to adapt to until the next.

He raised his hand and cracked a slap across my ass cheek, makin’ me gasp out. Then he did it again, gruntin’ himself as his dick swelled.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” he crooned in pleasure. “I am gonna fill your tight lil’ pussy with so much cum you burst,” he boasted, and I believed him then! He felt unstoppable.

Like no man I’d ever met before, that much was for real, because he had so much power and control I felt like a doll to him. But that was nice in its own right, and he was givin’ me such a pounding that I’d never complain, for even for a second.

“Ohhh,” I groaned out, my body responding to him in ways I never knew it could, “You feel so good!”

We’d been doin’ such naughty things in the sun for so long, our bodies were perspirin’, gleamin’, and his thrusts grew sharper, harder. He moaned, and I felt the slap of his heavy balls end as they tightened, gettin’ ready to breed me.

“I’m gonna cum,” he said,

brushing his dark hair back out of his face again before slapping my ass cheek again. “I’m gonna knock your pretty lil’ ass up, Annie. Beg for it,” he commanded.