Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

Looking back, I watched Todd pound away, could see all his prominent abs and pecs glistening with a thin sheen of perspiration as he battered at her pussy, hammering towards his finale.

“Come on baby,” I cooed to him. “Fill her up... we both need your seed so bad,” I said.

I watched his face contort, could see the pleasure written upon his face as he buckled forward just a little, edging closer... closer...

He rammed in deep with each thrust, and then I watched it all happen. The convulsion through his broad shoulders, on down across his rippling physique as he blew his load into her. Another thick stream of cum lancing out of his hard, immense cock, but this time it wasn’t into me, it was into my best friend’s fertile little pussy.

And I couldn’t have been happier.

I reminded myself of what I was doing, and worked Stacey’s clit harder, faster. Brought her pleasure to such heights so that she came hard upon his dick in return. Just in time to receive Todd’s creamy gift, same as I had earlier that night.

I lost control of myself, and while still squeezing Stacey’s breast, I dove in to kiss Todd passionately. He’d bred my best friend and I in the same night, I just knew it, but I only wanted him more than ever because of it.

My slick fingers went from Stacey’s clit around to grasp the base of Todd’s cock, and as he pulled back just a little, I pumped his dick to squeeze out every last drop.

And keep him nice and hard for me.

Todd and I had been together long enough for me to know his limits, and three times in one night was not beyond him. Certainly not with two hot women who wanted his cock and cum.

He plucked his cock from Stacey’s pussy at last, leaving a thick, creamy load to dribble from her slit. Though he pushed me from the kiss just long enough to appreciate the sight of that creampie.

“You’re next,” he said in a deep growl, so primal and needy.

Todd pushed me down onto the bed upon my back, and he mounted atop me. That glistening shaft of his sank in deep, still coated in Stacey’s moist fluids as he made me moan. Though my best friend was far from forgotten, as my fiancé began to pound into me, he pulled her into his side as she toyed with her cum-filled pussy.

I watched him bend his head down and kiss at her tits, lick at the edge of her areola before making his way back up to her lips. I was being fucked by my man as he made out with my best friend...

Maybe I should have felt jealous, envious, but instead I felt so incredibly hot, and I clung to the comforter atop the bed as I moaned and wailed, soaking it all in.

Stacey looked to me, first to see if I was okay with their kissing, then to watch my thick tits bounce and sway atop my chest. There was nothing more exhilarating in the world than watching them make out, my fiancé so eager for another woman even as he pounded into me.

The three of us worked so well together, and she slid her hand down behind him, beneath his ass to cradle his balls and fondle them oh so gently. It produced a sweet moan from him, and he returned a similar gesture, cupping her cunt and fingering her as he pounded me. The sound of her pussy so wet thanks to the mess in her folds.

We were all moaning and wailing from the pleasure, and it all went on so long.

We switched positions multiple times, until near the end, I was atop him, having him watch my tits bounce as Stacey licked his shaft the brief moments it came into view from my pussy. Then as I felt him grow close, I tugged her face up, felt her lips latch onto my stiff nipple and savoured them both as Todd blasted another hearty load of cum deep into me, filling me up with all that rich cream.

We were a sweaty, messy lot, but that was the happiest Valentine’s Day of our lives. At least, so far.

I had no idea my kinky Valentine’s gift idea would have such repercussions though. I was letting desire guide me, not my brain.

Though I could hardly complain when Stacey moved in with us. We made a great team, and even as our bellies swelled in perfect unison, we continued to get on as good as ever. Even better in fact!

And Todd?

I’d never seen him so happy as those times he had us two pregnant women upon his arms as he strolled into a fancy restaurant, or merely woke up to us in the mornings, or at the end of the day, to place a kiss on each of our lips. To let his hands roam over the growing life in our bellies.

“We’ll make that quota of yours in half the time now,” I jested to him one morning, unable to hide the stiffness of my nipples atop those two, engorged breasts. I was horny damn near all the time, and I wasn’t sure if it was the pregnancy or the fact I had the two people I lusted for most with me all the time.

“Or maybe...” Todd said with a wry grin or me, holding us both to his sides.

“We should double it,” Stacey finished for him with such a mischievous smile, her fingers moving down over his stomach towards his belt.

Too bad for her, mine had already beaten her to it.

His Fertile Sweetheart

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