Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

With how his fingers groped my ass beneath my dress, and curled his digits up around to rub at my quim, I couldn’t help but feel he’d had that thought more than a few times himself. The feel of those hard fingers through my panties so delightful, especially when added to the way Derrick fondled and kneaded my breast above.

I’d always been endowed, ever since I hit puberty, with breasts that were large and soft, and my nipples tightened beneath my dress.

The three of us were moving together in tandem, bodies intertwined as the heat in the room rose higher and higher. The scent of arousal was already becoming thick between us, and I was the one that started us moving towards the bed, if only because I didn’t know how I could still stand with how badly my knees would tremble every time Lars’ finger glanced across my throbbing clit.

The two of them lifted me up with their strong, masculine arms and laid me back on the bed, they made me feel like a princess the way they both coddled and carried me. It was Lars between them that first started stripping, tearing his lips away from mine to peel away that white shirt and show off his rock hard, stony abs and pecs. It was the kind of body that belonged on a marble statue.

As I was so transfixed by the big hunk, Derrick followed suit, and though he was no big, beefy body-builder type like Lars, I was pleasantly surprised to see he sported a six pack of his own on his lean muscled body.

I couldn’t believe just how virile and potent they both looked, shirtless and staring at me with such lust. For a moment I wondered if I should strip, squeeze myself out of the tight dress.

But a bigger part of me wanted the excuse to feel their hands along my sides, over my breasts, down my thighs, as they unwrapped me like a Christmas present.

So instead, I bit down on my lower lip and, squirming in anticipation, I watched them bare themselves to me.

Off came their pants, and I was greeted with the sight of two impressive bulges in their underwear. Though when the two thick, rock-hard cocks sprang free from those confines, I was pleasantly delighted. They both sported such big, meaty dicks, and I could barely tell the difference between them in size.

Lars was straighter, while Derrick’s had a beautiful curve upwards to it, just a little bit. While both of them had thick, bulging crowns. And to see both of those men come at me with their throbbing dicks was a dream come true, their two sets of hands grasping and groping at me, their mouths fighting over who would get to claim my mouth, their tongues fencing with mine.

I closed my eyes and it was so much harder to tell the difference between them, or find where one of them ended and the other began. It was just a fluid blend of our bodies, melding together into a writhing mass.

Hands worked over my body, feeling my large breasts through my dress, squeezing the supple mounds as my pussy burned with desire. I was so tempted to bring a hand down, touch it to my clit, relieve some of that pressure, but I didn’t have to.

Derrick fingered along my slit, over the panties, and already they were so damp against his digits.

Lars began to work my dress open, unzipping it in his brutish desire for me, slipping it off my shoulders while Derrick’s mouth moved down, down, kissing his way over my thick mounds of tit flesh. He licked, kissed and suckled at my pale breast, as Lars came back around to take my mouth and tug the pink fabric even lower until it was all pooled up around my waist and bottom.

That left me in nothing more than the pink panties, cupping my sex and hiding my virtue between my clenched things.

Oh, my entire skin felt as though it were on fire, hands groping out at their thighs, their arms, their anything. I just wanted that connection, that sense of them around me.

It was the most intense thing I’d ever experienced, and a tremble passed through me before I forced my eyes open, looking between them. I knew, though, who I wanted to be first.

Derrick wanted it so bad, and it meant so much to him, I couldn’t refuse him that. The first chance to knock me up. I tugged him into my breast, letting his tongue flick over the hard nipple as I moaned against Lars’ lips.

They were hungry for me, my affections, and I only coaxed them on, encouraged their touches, their lust. Feeling Derrick’s mouth suckle and tug at my teat was exquisite, the finest experiences of my life for that moment, right up until Lars lifted my body in his one big hand and tugged my dress and panties on down, exposing my wet little cunny to them both.

Then t

he real fun could begin.

They were ravenous, and Lars pressed my thighs open just to taste my pussy, his mouth devouring my wet folds without any delay or hesitation. He was a ravenous beast! And I couldn’t have been happier for it, having Derrick suckle my teat, and his big, beefy friend eating me out at once. It was a dream come true, and the feel of their two hard dicks throbbing against me was the perfect backdrop.

It was heavenly, and I knew I would never understand why a woman would only want one partner at a time. It was not just inefficient, but to be robbed of a man sucking my breast and another licking my pussy? That would just be frustrating!

My hand went to the back of Derrick’s head, egging him on as I pushed my tit further into his face, feeling his teeth graze against me as he took my stiff nipple into his lips.

My legs wrapped around Lars’ shoulders, though, pulling him in and squirming against him so wantonly, my feminine scent filling the air.

That hulking brute grasped my thighs so tightly, burying his face in my cunt as he ate me out, letting my taste slide across his tongue and provoke such a delicious moan from deep within his chest. He sounded to almost be enjoying it as much as I was, ravenously eating my pussy as Derrick suckled and teased my areola.

Rising up, Derrick tugged upon my nipple, letting it snap back in place before he lunged for my lips and the two of us lashed tongues against one another again. His fingers ran through my blonde hair, loosening it from his ponytail. He seemed to be getting high off the scent of my arousal on the air, as if my pussy’s aroma turned them both into intensely slavering beasts.

Already, I knew I was close to cumming, and I sucked in a quick breath through my nose, trying to squirm away from Lars, but he was relentless. He chased after me, taking that pulsing bundle of nerves into his lips, and made my hips buck as that powerful sensation started to overtake me.

My screams were muted by Derrick’s tongue, but my body’s twitching couldn’t be contained. It felt like I was being jolted with electricity, all of my nerves standing to attention and then just ultimate relief as my body uncoiled.

In their collective arms I found my most satisfying moment, such an intense orgasm as they licked, kissed, sucked and stroked me all over. So many strong hands tending to me, fondling my breasts, my soft inner thighs, all about.