Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

She lifted a leg up onto the bed, bending her knee up alongside his waist. The act flipped her skirt up, showing the white thong that covered her slit, just a tiny little triangle of fabric that hugged the shape of her dainty labia.

"Mmm," he moaned against her, his cock throbbing in her dainty hand, swelling at her touch, the tip already moist with pre-cum as he shuddered from her teasing. He snuck a glance down, as if to make sure her hand was actually on him, like he didn't expect it. As if she and the whole scenario would fade away, and he’d be back in some dingy tent on the other side of the planet again. Locked in a fantasy too good to be reality.

To find it was real only served to entice him even more. He peeled his mouth from hers, licking his lips as he slid a hand between her thighs, pressing his finger against her tight slit through the thin fabric of the thong, a fleeting touch before the fabric was pulled aside exposing her to the cool air of the room.

He marvelled at the smoothness of her body, at how swollen and red her slit was. Her fragrance grew in the air and he inhaled that heady, feminine scent. It was the smell that made it real, most of all. Her sweet, girlish perfume mixing with that primal smell of her sex.

He used his knee to spread her other leg further as he brought his hips down between her thighs, arms flexed as he held himself up, pants halfway down his ass, and his thick manhood pressing down against her pussy. Another shudder escaped him as he felt that initial contact, the moist lips inviting him to enter, warm, soft, and welcoming as he teased her with the head of his shaft.

There was no way it could’ve been a cruel illusion. There was nothing that felt like that but a real woman.

She whimpered at the first touch of his bare member against her little slit, the pinkened folds tingling from that first illicit contact. She arched her spine in an almost feline sort of manner, angling her hips and cunny in a way that let him slip in easier, all by instinct alone.

He hadn't even stuck it in yet, and he was already prepared to explode.

"You'll have to forgive me...it's been awhile." He confessed between breaths, kissing her again as he shifted his hips forward.

Lifting a free hand up, she stroked her smooth little fingertips over his cleanly shaven jawline, back towards his hair, the giddy smile on her face saying all that needed to be said about how little she'd mind. They’d talked about it for ages, and she was anxious to be the woman who broke his long streak of celibacy in ‘exile’.

"It’s been too long for you. I'll fix that," she said, though she gasped barely a moment later as he pressed down into her, burying himself into that tight little cunny.

The narrow canal took a little bit of extra force to squeeze inside, and it in turn squeezed him back as her long curved lashes fluttered, and her almond-shaped eyes shut tight.

"Yesss," she hissed out as he sank between those pink labia and down into her depths, able to fit the fullness of his manhood snugly inside her. There was so little foreplay or preamble, but she was just as aroused as him, if not more so. All day she’d been fantasizing about that blissful moment, and it lived up to every one of her expectations.

He closed his eyes and tried to relax, though the attempt failed miserably. His body was tense, almost rigid as he sank his thick cock into her wet folds. He eased in slowly, his skin rippling with goose bumps as he felt every inch of his manhood being squeezed by her tight confines, which were simultaneously being stretched by his engorged member.

He grunted, letting a sigh slip between his lips that came out as more of a gasp.

That large, hard body of his began to piston. His round ass pushing up into the air before his hips came down, thrusting that thick, veiny girth into her tight little cunny. It was sheer exquisite pleasure, feeling that narrow little moist quim wrapped about his cock.

The fantasy did not measure up to the reality of their long lusted for reunion. He never could’ve conjured up such intense smells, such amazing sensations, all within the confines of his mind as he was out in the desert.

His hard body rocked over her, her soft, feminine moans filling the air of the hotel room as he fucked her. She spread her legs wide to hook them about his hips. He glanced down in sheer delight down between their bodies, over the peaks of her perky little breasts as his thick cock vanished into her body.

It was the sweetest sight he’d ever seen, and a little bulge in her lower belly rose up each time he sank in completely.

Her hands moved over her shoulder, across his neck, feeling the sinuous muscle along his frame, while one dipped down, to stroke her digits over his heavy pecs, appreciating every inch of his hard, well-trained body.

His body trembled as he eased back out of her, pausing just before he was out completely, and thrust back inside of her. Fingers dug into the sheets of the bed, and his arms flexed as he began to pump his hips uncontrollably, his balls contracting as he felt the long-needed tension relieving itself at last.

"God..." He muttered, falling to his elbows, his chest pressed against hers, his face buried against her neck and hair as he fucked her for those fleeting moments. They weren’t using protection, and he knew it as well as her. That was also covered in those flirty email

s and letters.

They wanted to feel one another, bare, primal. They wanted their first time, the time they’d been waiting so long for, to be real.

“Cum in me,” she pleaded, putting words to the things they were both feeling. “Please fill me with your cum.”

He gasped as he came, his body convulsing slightly as he shot his thick seed inside of her, coating her canal with his cum, his cock swelling as it released his load. For a moment, he thought he was going to die, and as her tight cunt squeezed around him, the pleasure nearly turned into pain it was so exquisite.

The feel of that raw cock, so long desired and now finally inside her, pumping briefly into her tight little cunt, made her tremble and nearly convulse. She was so primed, and as she grasped onto his bicep and dug her nails slightly into his back, she let loose a slightly shrill little wail as she felt him swell and unload within her.

The sensation of him unleashing his seed into her raw and unhindered, filling her fertile depths up inside made her cling to him tighter, lifting one slender leg to hook around his waist and press against his ass.

She'd never let a man cum inside her when the risk was so high, and it titillated her. All the greater knowing it was him, her crush of old. That they had talked about and teased one another with the prospect for so long.

She moaned and whimpered, her body writhing, her narrow little cunny squeezing around him, seeming to knead his dick and milk out every last drop into her waiting depths.