Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

It was strange and felt wrong and oh so right, but I opened my mouth, and the words tumbled out. “Ohh, do it,” I pleaded. “Knock me up, Sir.” I didn’t even know his name!

My pussy was so wet, he was makin’ such a loud noise in between the cracks of his hand over my ass, makin’ me smart in such a good way.

Then he let loose such a loud roar, I swear he must’ve upset the cows in the barn!

He plowed into me so hard and fast, lettin’ loose all his desire as he took me upon that back seat. He fucked me raw and hard, his dick swellin’ so stiffly, his one hand reachin’ around beneath me, rubbin’ at my clit, teasin’ and provokin’ it once more as he let loose his torrent of cum.

Those thick gouts of creamy seed shot into me, fillin’ up my fertile depths beyond their capacity, just as he promised. Again and again he thrust, until finally he stilled, his balls emptyin’ their load in me with those pulsatin’ swells.

I trembled with excitement.

My first real, masculine load.

I was almost proud of myself, becomin’ a woman, and it was with that pleasant thought that he sent me over the edge again and my pussy gripped his tool, my entire body pushing onto his more desperately.

That was my first time. But it weren’t the last.

He might’ve been some fancy pants big shot from the city, but when we was a layin’ in his backseat, pantin’ and sweaty, he pulled me up against him and held me there as I dribbled his cum. In fact, that was a position I got real used to since.

Y’see, he did more than keep his promise. He knocked me up, oh heck yeah! My belly’s out to here now, and gettin’ about is becomin’ tougher. But he’s not left since, not for more than a few hours anyhow.

I invited him on in for a bite after our first time, then the night, and one day led to the next, and he just couldn’t resist me, my cookin’, nor anythin’ else about life on the farm with me. Though I gotta confess, we had to hire help on the farm for more reasons than just the oncomin’ baby. He’s got a sexual appetite that don’t quit! And with the hours a day I spend on my back, or my knees, boy howdy… how’d I ever get all that work done?

And A Fertile New Year

Book Themes:

Bareback, breeding, creampie, alcohol

Word Count:

5648

Celeste couldn’t believe her luck. Abandoned on New Year’s Eve by her boyfriend, left dateless and alone for the biggest night of the year. After all the money she’d spent on a new party dress, all the time she’d spent longing for the big gala event among so many of her friends and acquaintances. For once she was going to stun them all, sweep on in and be the center of attention.

Instead, now she’d be sheepishly walking in along the sidelines to avoid anyone noticing the fact she was alone. That is, if she went at all.

She almost ignored her phone entirely when it rang, but a simple glance showed it was Dwayne calling. Her best friend. If there was one person she could tolerate speaking to then, it was him.

“Hey,” she said despondently, no life to her voice as she slumped upon her couch.

“Whoa, you sound even worse than me,” he replied on the other end, his voice lacking its usual enthusiasm, though his sadness was edged with concern for her. “What’s wrong?”

“I got ditched for the party,” she said, trying to hide the irritation. “Why? What’s wrong with you?”

Dwayne gave a wry laugh on the other end of the call.

“What’s so funny?” she said, some irritation rising in her voice as she lounged about in her sweat pants.

“Nothing, just that it makes both of us, it seems. You’re not the only one flying solo for the New Year’s again. Talk about short notice, huh?” he said, sounding almost as bitter as her over the whole thing.

“Ulg,” she groaned, leaning forward, resting her arms on her thighs. “I can’t believe people are still doing this at our age, fucking ditching last minute. Sometimes I think we’re the only ones that grew up and everyone else is stuck as a child.”

She let out a sigh.

“I was probably just going to sit around and watch the ball drop on TV. I don’t know if I can handle everyone getting wasted and making out all around me,” she said.

Dwayne listened to her attentively as always, but the pensive quietness on the other end of the line indicated he was lost in thought.