Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

He came towards me, that massive body bending over me as he lifted a knee between my parted legs, the bed creaking beneath me as he loomed over.

“I’ve needed you for so long, and you knew…” he rumbled.

My breath was caught in my chest, my heart racing as I stared at him wide eyed. I’d awakened the beast, and as much as I wanted him in my bed, it was still so different than I expected. It was just so real. I wasn’t prepared for that, for the scent of him in my nose, for his rough hands on my soft flesh.

It was so much better than I could’ve imagined.

I bit my lip as I stared up at him, not sure what to say.

He held himself up on one arm, as the other hand cupped my cheek, fingers stroking through my hair as he had me pinned beneath him, no way out. Not that I’d ever try and escape him. His dick throbbed, and I felt it smack against my tummy as he looked me over, soaking in my nude body in the flesh, no longer filtered through a camera.

“Daddy is gonna creampie your little pussy baby. That’s guaranteed,” he rumbled, leaning in and plucking a single, soft kiss from my lips. “Your virginity is mine now. Your everything is mine,” he said as he kissed down my body, moving to my breasts, suckling one nipple as his groin pressed in, grinding his dick to my wet slit.

I moaned in such pure ecstasy, my body responding to his touch and his mouth with such exquisite sensations. My mind felt cloudy, my body light and prickling with wonderful sensations. My legs spread, letting him get in closer to me, as close as he could as my body arched towards him.

We were actually doing it… his mouth suckling at my teat, making my perky young tit jiggle. His hand moving down, fondling the other breast before dipping even lower, lower, squeezing my nipped waist, then grazing over my slit. He was actually touching me, feeling that slick pussy of mine that he’d ogled online for so long, teasing me, stoking my own fires higher as he moaned around my sensitive nipple.

I moaned, the words melting into just pure sound, unable to even form them properly. He had me in such a state of bliss, that my mind had turned off, my shoulders relaxing back as my clit throbbed against his rock hard cock.

It took me a few seconds to finally form words again.

“Will it hurt?” I asked, my voice so low and quivering with pleasure and excitement, laced with worry.

He pulled his mouth off my tit, letting that nipple snap back as he then kissed his way up to my face again, over my collarbone, my neck, nibbling my ear a moment.

“Yeah baby, it’ll hurt with how big daddy is and tight you are,” he husked, sparing me no detail. “But that’ll just help you remember the special moment your daddy took your virginity, and made you a woman.”

Maybe that should’ve scared me straight. It could’ve been the final thing that made me change my mind and push him off me. I could run away and never see him again, if I wanted to.

But all I wanted was to feel just how much he could hurt me. I looked up at him with lidded eyes and lunged for his mouth. I didn’t care about my lipstick getting on him, or how childish he might think my kiss was. I just wanted him to know how bad I wanted him.

He kissed me back and we were making out madly, like passionate lovers who’d been separated for too long, not like daddy and daughter. And his powerful body rocked over top of me, his hard cock grinding in against my slick little pussy, getting my juices over him, his precum onto me.

We made out like that for as long as we could take, until he pulled back his hips, and the tip of his cock began to nudge at my tiny little pink slit, making those labia flower around his crown. He broke our kiss to look down at me, as he pinned my two hands to my sides.

“You’re daddy’s girl,” he growled.

I nodded my head, my eyes drawn to his cock between my slender legs. He looked so right pressed up against me, and I wanted to see him as he popped my cherry. I glanced up at him as if that was granting him permission before I looked back down to our loins ready to come together, finally. At long last.

He didn’t waste any time; we’d both wasted enough as is, with our long, twisted courtship. That thick, veiny shaft pushing into me, stretching that narrow little hole of mine open so wide. That pink slit slowly turned a little red from the strain as he stretched me out, his husky groans filling the air as he slipped in deeper and deeper with a steady pace, until at last he just thrust into the hilt to fill me up, those heavy balls slapping my ass.

My eyes rolled back in my head. I couldn’t tell if there was pain, but I almost passed out from the pleasure. I don’t know if it was purely physical or psychological or what. Whatever it was, it was unlike anything I’d ever experienced, and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his ass, holding him there as I got used to the new sensations.

I felt whole for the first time in my life, that thick shaft filling me like I had no way of imagining before as a virgin. And I got to see him over top of me, rippling muscles all bulging intensely as he looked me over, eyes filled with lust, his dick buried inside me, right to the hilt so that his dark patch of hair pressed to my smooth mound.

“Fuck, baby girl… nothing’s felt as good as your cunt,” he rumbled before tugging back, my pussy clinging to him as he began to thrust into me, that first pump making my titties jiggle and sway as he grunted in satisfaction.

He was so filthy, but it was just what I wanted. Just what I needed. I wanted to know how bad he’d fantasized about me, how he stroked himself to the thought of impaling me on his thick cock. I wanted to imagine him thinking about me at his job, getting hard as he made all those important decisions, distracted by the need to fuck me.

And knowing that now the floodgates had opened, and that he could fuck me as often as he wanted.

My arms wrapped around his neck as my tits flattened against his chest, our bodies pressed together in carnal, sinful delight.

He shoved his lips to mine again and we made out aggressively, madly, his powerful body rocking atop mine, those hips pumping his thick daddy dick into me as the loud, wet smacks of our bodies hitting filled the air. He was so big the strain on my little slit

was a bit much, but the pleasure of it all… of finally having what I craved, what I needed, overpowered it all.

His low, lewd grunts filled the air as he fondled me all over, squeezing and touching, slowly building up to a jack hammering motion of his cock into my pussy that shook my bed and the walls of my room.