Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

She couldn’t keep track of the thoughts and sensations that filled her. They came on too hard, too fast, and then left before she could grasp them. Her mouth hung open as she panted like a dog, her body contorting to his whims.

It was a long few heartbeats before she understood his question, and before she could stop herself, the answer fluttered out. “Yes!”

That was just the answer he wanted, and with one hand upon her hips and the other pushing her cheek down onto the floor he rutted into her with a rabid intensity. Again and again he savaged her poor, battered behind, until… she felt him come to to a screeching halt as he pummeled her depths one final time. His body tensed as he came intensely, letting out a loud, wanton moan of satisfaction.

More than that, she could feel the incessant throbs of his manhood as he shot his load right inside her, deeply filling her honey-slick canal. Spurt after spurt of that rich, virile seed flooding and filling her nubile depths.

“Fuck… yes,” he grunted, squeezing her hip so tight as he shook intensely.

She thought, for a moment, she might be sick. Sick of herself, of what she’d let this man do to her.

But it quickly passed and she was filled with nothing but relief. Pleasure.

She groaned as he bucked again, weaker this time, and her eyes rolled back partway in her head as she tried to catch her breath.

He was panting over top of her as his cock twitched out its last pangs of release, unloading every last drop into her unprotected cunt. Bending over her, he leaned in and licked her cheek before nibbling her ear and lowly rumbling his pleasure to her.

“Good work,” he praised her lowly. “We’ve got a bit more work for you to do before you’re ready to be the star of this weekend’s party, but… you’re off to a good start, my little bimbo,” he said, the name having no bite to it. Just pure praise. Pure approval.

“A party?” she whimpered, and she couldn’t make sense of it.

And then, slowly, it began to sink in and she swallowed hard. “What?”

He slid back onto his haunches, but he took her with him, lifting her up off the floor with his hand in her hair and the other arm about her waist. He was still lodged inside her, and she could feel his pearly-white cum slowly dribbling out of her puffy slit as he spoke into her ear. “Going to hold a nice party here, for me and my good friends. And you’re going to be the chief entertainment, doll.”

She couldn’t see his grin, but could feel it, knew it was there somehow as he held her to his lean, fit physique. “Excited?”

She shivered in his arms and didn’t know what to say.

But she wouldn’t deny the thrill that went down and settled in her core, making her breath quicken and her back push into his more eagerly. Her bound hands pressed against his stomach and she ran her fingers over him as she began to nod.

“Good,” he husked into her ear as he nuzzled his cheek to her blonde hair and squeezed her tighter in his arms. “Until then, you’ve got a lot of practice to put in. You’ve still got a little too much pretense in you, my burgeoning bimbo,” he said with a hint of amusement as he clutched her breast and squeezed it oh, so tight.

Punished by the Principal

Book Themes:

barely legal, virgin, breeding, teacher/student, creampie

Word Count:

5,475

I shouldn’t be here. I’m not dumb, I know that sneaking around after hours is going to get me in trouble. But I can’t help it. There’s only three weeks left of class, and if I don’t find out now, it’s going to bug me for the rest of my life.

See, my Principal is best friends with my dad, and a couple nights ago, I heard my dad cussing his friend out something fierce.

“How can you spy on Haley like that, Rick? She’s just turned 18.”

“Oh come on, Hank. I didn’t mean nothing by it, but you can’t tell me you haven’t noticed—”

“Rick! I don’t like where this is going, and if you don’t stop what you’re doing right now, I’m going to have to take action. Those pictures on your hard drive are inappropriate!”

“It’s just innocent,” Rick protested, but I could see the way his lip curled into a smirk, and I knew it wasn’t.

I hoped it wasn’t. I’d always had a crush on him ever since he was little, and he used to treat me like a grown up instead of a kid. And now that I’m not a kid, his lips put bad, bad thoughts in my head.

But hearing them fight like that was strange, especially over me. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it, about what Rick might have on his computer. So I decided to stay late after school today and sneak into the Principal’s office. How hard can it be?