Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

And then he thrust in even harder and I no longer cared he might get me pregnant.

He fucked away all the pain and anguish, all the worries and remorse. That big, bulgin’ dick of his took away it all, left only pleasure and a feelin’ of bein’ full. Bein’ whole.

His deep, husky groans and moans filled the air along with my cries, and together we made such beautiful music. His fingers sank into my breast, squeein’ and kneadin’ its flesh, revellin’ in how good I felt, seemin’ to pay reverence to my body at the same time he defiled it so hard and feverishly.

“Oh fuck, Annie,” he called out, “you’re the tightest… sweetest lil’ piece of ass from here to Tokyo.” I didn’t even know what he meant entirely, but it sounded so damn good to my aroused ears, I just ate it up.

And he pounded me so hard until my entire body was singing. It was like all my muscles just suddenly relaxed at once, spreadin’ out from my belly and makin’ my knees tremble and my scream go louder so that the animals down in the deeper barn startled.

I didn’t have words for what was happenin’ to me, but his hand gripped my tit tighter, holding me against him as he thrust harder and more desperately.

“Oh shit, fuck yeah Annie,” he called out, and I could feel the wild throbs of his manhood inside me, the way it grew thicker, stretching my tight little hole around his dick, makin’ me squeal with how much more he threatened my cunny hole. “I’m gonna cum inside you doll, you want it… you want it don’t you?” he asked, all breathy and lusty as he fucked me harder, my ass cheeks shaking from the blows.

I couldn’t deny him anything, not then, and I screamed, “Yes!” as my body continued to spasm out of my control.

Never had I felt so good, not in all my days.

Judging by the way that big, muscular brute fucked me so hard, with such wild abandon, makin’ my body sing and squeal in pain… neither had he.

He pounded me hard, his stance wide as his dick throbbed heavily. The slap of his balls subsided as they tightened up, and he let loose such a deep, roaring groan as he thrust me so full of his cock, spurting his rich, virile seed deep inside me as he came.

“Ohhhh fuck yes!” he cried out, smacking his palm against my ass and squeezing my tight all at once. “Take it baby, take it… take all my seed,” he husked as he rut into me so intensely.

I screamed and one of the sheep bleated in protest of our noises, but I didn’t care. He was in me so deep I had to go up on tip toes j

ust to try to shift away from that passive shaft of his.

“Ahh!” I whimpered as his muscles pressed against my back, holding me to him tight.

That big ol’ hand of his slid from my ass, around to my front, and as I felt him spasm and spew his thick seed into me, he worked at my lil’ clit again. But this time it felt so different, it weren’t the teasin’ touches of before, this was him tryin’ to do somethin’ to me wholly new. He was gettin’ me off, right in time with his spasms of pure pleasure, pumpin’ me full of his seed.

“Ohhh yeah, baby… cum on my dick for me, cum with me,” he commanded, sweaty and glistenin’ in his nude glory.

I was so sensitive and tender it almost didn’t even feel good and then all of a sudden, it was like all the spotlights went on and I couldn’t imagine ever feeling better.

A tremor went through me, and my knees were weak. It was like he was holdin’ me up because I was buckin’ like a wild thing, screaming into oblivion.

I had only just met that outlaw, but we were already workin’ as one. The two of our bodies cryin’ out, lost to pleasure as we came. Our organs workin’ as one, his seed fillin’ me up so much, right to my depths.

The pleasure seemed to last forever, and yet not long enough. And too soon we were comin’ down from our high, pantin’ and sweaty, the two of us bare like the animals that surrounded us.

I’d seen the animals go at it like nature intended, but what they did had nothin’ on us. Not on the brute force of it, nor on the way he kissed at my neck and on up to my ear.

My mind was still hazy but it was comin’ back to me slowly, but I couldn’t bring myself to regret it, no matter how careless and dumb it was. He made me feel more alive than anythin’, feel more pleasure than a woman ought to.

And I didn’t even know his name.

“What’s your name?” I could hear myself askin’ before I even knew I was sayin’ the words.

But before his pantin’ breath could form into words of his own, I heard the sound of a car approachin’, and the two of us tensed. We parted, and the sloppy mess of our loins left me feelin’ so empty.

“Who is it?” he asked me, but then I saw clear as day who it was.

It was Sheriff Jeb.

“It’s the law!” I said in warnin’, fearin’ for him despite myself, clamorouin’ to pull up my daisy dukes and tie up my shorts. “You gotta hide!” I said, desperate to protect the man who took my virginity. Who first made love to me.

He did just that, and hid out of sight as I did my best not to walk all bowlegged and funny from his fuckin’, only hopin’ I could pull it off.