Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

He raises an eyebrow, his face unreadable, and for a moment I think I’ve overstepped my boundaries. My breath quickens, but the next moment, he grabs my ass and pulls me into a kiss, his tongue penetrating deep into my mouth, and my instincts roar in triumph as my hands go up his sides, feeling those rock-hard abs and his body heat, his masculine musk even stronger today.

“You’re bold, girl,” he growls into my ear, “now let’s see how willing you are to back up that claim. Strip. Now.”

He steps back and sits on his desk and watches as I instinctively kick my shoes off. I have to obey him. Something about those brown eyes locked with my blue ones spurs me on. My shoulders shrug off the useless blazer, tossing it aside as I step forward, unbuttoning my blouse slowly as I breathe heavily. Everything in me wants to rip it off, but I want to give Will a show. I must. The blouse comes off, and next, I work my skirt down my legs, stepping out and showing off the long limbs I’ve been so self-conscious about, but Will drinks me in at every second, his stiffening bulge in his pants proving how much I turn him on. It’s exhilarating!

I step forward, hands going to my bra, but he steps forward after removing his own shoes, and in one swift motion, his shirt is off, and my breath catches in my throat as I see just how defined those muscles are. If anything, his shirt made him look smaller than he really is. No wonder he can hold me up so easily!

He steps forward and rips the bra off me, and before I can stop him, he tears the fabric of my panties, tossing them aside. “If you’re going to be mine,” he growls, “you won’t need those.”

Hands as strong as iron grip me by the ass and lift me up, his lips pressing into mine as he moves me over to the huge window in his office, glass running from ceiling to floor.

“What are you doing?!” I gasp, looking over my shoulder as he presses my naked back against it. “Anyone can see us!”

“Change of plans,” he says in a husk before kissing me deeply. “If you’re going to be mine, Harper Emerson...you’re mine forever. And I don’t care who sees.”

My heart nearly leaps out of my chest as I look at him. His monstrous cock is out again, and I know what he means. I know I should say no. I should get dressed and walk out, away from this irresistible British man... but I can’t deny the fact that I’m head-over-heels in love with him. I need him. I need his seed, his potent manhood deep inside me. And nothing’s going to stop that from happening.

“You want me to prove it?” I whisper back, caressing that rough stubble in a hand as my pussy wettens for him like it was made for him and him alone. “Deal. Fuck me, Will, I need your seed in me.”

Like a beast let off of its chain, Will lifts me up off my feet as I yelp, and without warning, he rams his cock into me, hard and fast, and I let out a moan of pleasure.

My pussy has wanted this ever since he left me last. Everything in me wants to just cut loose in this exotic, far-off world where there’s nobody but me and Will. I need him, and my hips push up into him and quivers with excitement.

Will holds me up like I weigh nothing as he starts pounding me, and he does not hold back. I feel the tip of his cock, his bulging crown so swollen and needy. I just want to be the perfect receiver for his seed, and the fact that his cock responds so hungrily gives me such purpose, such satisfaction! The bottom of his crown flares out just so, running against every inch of my depths and giving me unspeakable pleasure.

I’m so slick with honey that I can hear him bucking into me, and his heavy panting at my ear fills me with fire. “Will,” I gasp out, “Will, oh god, Will!”

“Shame on you for covering up my mark,” he growls, and before I can respond, his mouth goes to my neck, licking away the makeup I used to cover it up, and then his mouth moves over to the other side of me, sucking hard and relentlessly again.

I cry out at the overwhelming sensation of his teeth at my neck, the sensitive flesh so willing and exposed. I can’t help but give everything over to this huge, powerful, virile man.

He marks me a second time, this time higher on my neck. I know I’m never going to wear a collar high enough to cover that. “Wear it, Harper,” he growls, “wear it as a mark of pride. You want to be mine? You’ll look the part.”

“Yes, Will!” I cry out, “I’m yours — take all of me!”

His cock swells at my obedience, and I try desperately to push my hips further, to take in more of him, but I realize that all of my body is under his control. He feels my motion and brings me in closer, but I’m a fuck-toy to him, a doll in his hands to manipulate as he pleases.

The window doesn’t shake as he pounds me against it, but my ass is pressed against it, and I feel the sunlight from the other side showing off my whole body.

“I want everyone to see, Harper,” he growls. “You’re the rarest beauty I’ve ever come across, girl, and I’m going to make you mine and mine alone. And everyone will know it.” At that, my cunt tightens, my whole body arching up like a breaking wave to his approval, to his desire, and as he bucks harder and deeper than ever before, striking my g-spot he so expertly found th

e moment he met me, I cry out as my orgasm crashes, wave breaking on the ivory shores of this beautiful island.

“I want everyone to know, Will,” I gasp as electricity ripples through me. “I want you to take me at the research site, in city hall, anywhere!”

“I’ll take you when I want, as often as I want,” he growls, his voice more a beast’s than a man’s as he pumps into me. Then, in a swift motion, he carries me to his desk, sweeping aside all the work before him and pulling out just long enough to put me on my knees on it.

Feeling him leave me is so saddening, and I push my ass up, presenting myself to him, confessing my need for him without any word but a moan of desire, a string of my honey and his precum between my lips and his swollen, shining cock.

For a moment, nothing else but his dick matters. My degree be damned! My body is his right now, and I want him to take every inch of it.

He grasps my ass and impales me again, and at this angle, the feeling is so overwhelming that my arms give out, and my face is pressed into the desk as he pounds, balls swinging heavily.

“I’m going to breed you, Harper,” he says in a commanding, firm tone, “you’ll have my children as my seed grows in you. I can smell how fertile you are — those firm fucking hips have been hungry for my cock from the moment you saw me. And I knew I’d plant it in you from that very second.”

“Give it to me!” I beg, whimper, clenching my pussy as tight as I can in an effort to take more of his cock into me. He pounds fiercely, and I feel his balls start to tighten, my own stomach doing the same as I get ready.

His cock arches up as he spills past the moment of no return, and as it hits my g-spot, I let out a sharp, long, fulfilled cry as he sends me spiralling into orgasm with a hot shot of his come, pearly, virile seed spilling into my womb, my fertile and hungry pussy getting utterly plastered with his masculine seed as he keeps pounding, a guttural growl in his chest as he releases himself into me.