Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

She was waiting for my orders, with that ravenous look upon her face.

My cock throbbed before me, glistening with her saliva, and I stood back up over her, peeling my shirt away, then my pants.

“Stand up,” I commanded her, and she did just that so obediently. My hand went up her negligee as I stood there naked, and I fondled her breast beneath it, let my fingers sink into that fleshy mound and knead it. “You want it, don’t you?” I asked darkly.

Her flesh was so warm from the sunbathing, her arousal, and that nipple stiffened harder between my fingers as I pinched it briefly before going back to groping the full mound.

She stood for a moment, just letting me help myself to her body before she slowly nodded, inhaling sharply. The smell of her arousal was so thick in the air.

I toyed with her breast, tweaked her nipple just so to make her gasp and whimper.

“Get on the bed, spread your legs,” I instructed her in such crisp, commanding tones. “Splay them open wide for me, let me see that pussy,” taking command of her was so delicious. I’d not had so much fun since I’d first broken my wife in.

She followed my instructions to the very letter, and for a second I was disappointed. After all, correcting disobedience was its own reward, but something about a hot beauty queen who was submitting to my every command as she cuckolds her husband? To get bred by me?

Well, that was just layers upon layers, and with her pretty pink pussy spread for me, my prize for the evening, I couldn’t complain.

I got up onto the bed upon my knees, coming in to loom over her, cock in hand as I slowly pumped its length in front of her, watching her eyes linger upon that rigid shaft. She wanted it so damn bad, I could tell. But that wasn’t enough.

“You want it?” I asked her in that tone of voice that suggested I was gonna make her do more than give me some sheepish nod for this one.

And she was so much smarter than she looked.

“Yes,” she said, her voice still soft but laced with lust-filled intent, her legs spreading wider as the negligee rose up over her firm thighs.

I moved in closer, pressing one palm to her side as I bent over her, cock still in hand as I brought it down to tease along her slit. Her slick, glossy honey coating my dick as I swirled the crown around her clit.

“Say it like a big girl,” I chastised softly, unable to fight my grin as I had my cock at the entrance to her sweet little twat, ready to pierce her depths.

“Yes, sir?” she amended, and I could tell she was fighting off a grin. The way her lips quirked and eyes widened for just a moment as she watched me. Her ass lifted from the bed for only a moment, as she took in a deep breath, holding it high in her chest.

I didn’t give it to her though, not yet. I slipped the crown of my head just inside her labia, stretching her that little bit before he pulled back out to tease her clit.

“Beg for my cock,” I said, licking my lips, watching her tits rise and fall with her breathing. “If you want my cum, you’ve gotta beg me, babe,” I growled to her.

She chewed in upon the corner of her mouth, gnawing at it for a few moments as she watched me with such frustration and arousal. Her hips pushed closer to mine in that silent pleading, but I was more interested in what came after it.

“I need your cum.” She started slow. Giving us what we both wanted and knew she needed. The next words, though...

“I need you to fuck me. Hard.”

After already ploughing into her twice today, I knew she must be sore, but nothing about her actions gave that away.

Only the puffy red lips of her little pussy betrayed the very real circumstances.

I rewarded her anyhow; if she was sore, so be it. She wanted to be sore, and I'd make it all the worse.

I slammed my hips down, impaling her upon my coc

k as it throbbed so thickly. I began to pump my hips nice and hard without hesitation, fucking her as she wanted, making the bed creak as I rut the bimbo in heat.

My newly freed hand slipped back up inside her negligee, where I squeezed her breast, fondled it nice and rough to my heart’s content.

Marisa gasped as my pelvis struck her delicate, tender folds, but her legs curled up around my waist, begging me in as her tits rocked with each thrust. There was that moment she regretted it, her face contorted in a silent cry, but then it warped into a moan, her wet pussy still clinging to me so tightly, even after taking such a pounding.

Making her whole body rock with the thrusts of my cock was pure heaven to see. I hammered her so hard, her supple tits jiggled and I delighted in every moment of it. It was so sweet I just couldn’t help myself after that, and I lunged in, pressing my mouth to hers, kissing her nice and hard and deep.

Knocking her up as part of our deal was one thing, but something as intimate as a kiss was another. And I went to it with such aggressive enthusiasm, my tongue lashing against hers.