Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

Was nothing more than nature when my legs wrapped around him, trying desperately to keep him close after he’d taken away my shorts and revealed that place that no one had ever seen before. It was my sacred secret, you know? But it was glistening with honey beneath the little blonde curls of hair, and I wanted him to touch me there.

His mouth went to my teat, though, and he was sucking hard on that stiff little nub. Sparks were going through me, my entire body feelin’ hotter and hotter as he kissed my breast. Oh, if I thought him touchin’ it was a new sensation, this was like something I’d never even dreamed up.

As Uncle John kissed and suckled at my teat like he was ravenous, his large, hard hand dipped down and I couldn't help but gasp as he touched my sacred little 'V'. He rubbed those fingers along its glistening folds, teased and taunted such excited, pleasured sensations out of it, made them spiderweb throughout my whole body.

I was rocking beneath him, archin' my spine up as he felt me out. I barely even noticed as he began to shed his clothes, the supper preparation all forgotten as he began to shed his finery to reveal the hard, muscled physique beneath. All that glistening hard body, bulging pecs, ripped abs...

It all started to make sense what I felt when I looked at him each day in the fields.

Doubly so when he began to unbuckle that belt, and I got my first view of a man's private parts. Such big, hefty balls and a thick, veiny shaft that was bigger than I ever would've thought. I had nothin' to compare it too!

I couldn’t help but stop and look down. I didn’t have a lot of experience, but I knew what the animals did, and I knew one thing more than any other.

“Uncle John... That ain’t gonna fit,” I said, concern lacing my voice. I didn’t want nothin’ to spoil this moment, but I knew there was no way he could jam that big pole into my body.

"Trust me," he said in a deep, dark husky voice, kissing my lips with another moist smack before he got down atop me. Those strong hips of his angling, rubbing his thick tool against me, coating its long length with my glistening honey. The two of us groaned in delight at that feel of our naughty bits touchin' for the first time, and I watched that lil' bit of foreskin roll back as he ground against me, showing off the thick, purple tip.

"It'll fit," he said as he slid back, positioning it at my pink little cunny, showing just how obscenely large he was compared to my teeny little hole. "We gotta fit," he said, breathing heavily not from exertion, but excitement.

I still wasn't sure of it like him, but as he began to press down, I gazed between our two bodies – his hard muscle on one side, my soft breasts and flat tummy on the other – I saw that lil' pink flower bloom around his manhood. The blossom of it stretching about him as he sank into me slowly, deeper and deeper.

I squealed, and he stopped, edging back just a bit. He took his time, my chest heaving as he rocked back and forth to loosen me up, ease more inside with each pass.

It was uncomfortable, but at the same time, I wanted it. More. I wanted for him to fill me up, to see how deep he could get that massive organ. I was watching so intently until he pressed in a bit further and I let out a little hiss.

I wasn’t a wimp or nothing like that, but it hurt just then for a moment, and he stopped again, and I thought he’d pull back but he didn’t. Instead he brought a hand to my chest again, taking the left tit into his palm and squeezing the nipple between his two fingers. It was enough to distract me from the pain below as I moaned again, angling my hips toward him as my little bud throbbed with need.

He didn’t waste any more time, not with me distracted as I was, and he thrust. His hips began to rock steadily, and he filled up my lil' cunny again and again, pressing in deep – so deep I thought I would scream! – then pull back.

Uncle John's big, meaty shaft kept up its pace without relenting. I watched all the muscles across his body ripple and arch, his abs bunching up then stretching back out as he ploughed into me deeply. It was the most intense moment of my life, and as I looked up and saw his handsome, rugged face contort, I knew he had to feel the same.

"Oh Lucy," he moaned out in his deep, dusky voice. "Ya feel so damn good," he said, his cock twitching inside me so thickly. His hand slid back to grasp my thigh, "Yer perfect! Such a perfect lil' puss' wrapped about my cock..."

I’d never heard him say such things before, and they were doin’ something crazy to my body. I was rocking my hips as I looked down over us.

My breast still clutched in his hand, the flesh bulging out between his rough digits. My smooth stomach, leading down to that little patch of blonde fuzz until I got to that obscene scene. His cock pulled from me, glistening and wet, a little bit of red there before it disappeared within me again.

I felt him so deep inside me and I shimmied down on the sofa a bit, my legs at his hips.

He was twice my age, if not more, but he was the one I wanted to claim my sweet little cherry. To make my first time something to sing about.

Uncle John was the right man for me. I could feel it, and he held me tight and close as he upended my whole world. As he claimed my innocence for himself upon that old, soft couch.

He was almost as full of moans as I was, our two bodies colliding together, his heavy balls crashing against my ass noisily. We were one then, I could feel it! All the little tingles and fires in my nerves were just extensions from his body, the two of us one whole complete being.

He kneaded my supple breast like it was fine dough, and kissed at my lips and face with such passion and hunger. He was ravenous for me, as I was for him. The two of us wild creatures as I felt his dick swell in me, pulsing with life that stretched me a little wider each time.

I screamed his name, praised him to high heavens as he kissed down along my throat, finding the hollow there and suckling the tender flesh. It was so intense, I never figured just a kiss and a nibble on my neck could feel so electric but it did!

My body started twitching and I didn’t know why, but he must’ve because he growled against my skin and said, “Let it happen, Lucy.”

I didn’t know what I was supposed to let happen, not until he tweaked my nipples between his fingers and thumbs and suddenly it was like there were fireworks from the fourth of July coursin’ through my entire body!

Never in my whole life did I experience anythin' like it! My body was on fire, but it was a good burn, and then Uncle John bucked harder in time with it, making me scream out as he filled me up. He went wild, like a stallion, buckin' and yellin' out his groans, my name. He was pumpin' me full of his seed, though at the time I didn't rightly understand it all. Lookin' back now, it makes me smile somethin' fierce to think of how intense it was, for him and me.

So much of that creamy cum filled me up, flooded my depths and left me panting and sque

aling beneath Uncle John. Until at last, he simmered down too, and he looked down with such love in his eyes as he kissed and fondled me.