Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

“It’s not that bad,” her father replied with a chuckle as he bent to the fire before her, his chiseled body on display like a statue, thighs parted and showing off his naturally generous bulge as he started up the kindling in the fire pit.

“Some of us manage,” remarked her blonde haired brother hiding a bitter tone as he glanced back at her over his shoulder in between pretending to be busy. Undoubtedly he still struggled to hide his erection from her, not knowing she’d already seen it swell beneath the shiny blue fabric.

“Cute, Rob,” Angel replied as she stuck out her tongue at his back. She was eighteen, but she knew she could still be a little brat, and she didn’t care. He deserved it, trying to act so high and mighty while eye-fucking his own sister.

Not that she didn’t enjoy it.

Angel sank into the grass, her legs splayed in front of her as she looked towards the fire pit. “Still, wish some lemons grew on this island or something. I’m dying for some variety.”

Her father gave her a thoughtful look as he did that strange twisting of the stick into the kindling, a little rivulet of smoke rising up. He then looked to her brother Rob, “Remember those papaya trees we saw further over the ridge?” he said, not waiting for a response. “Run and get your sister one. Might as well bring back a couple I suppose.” He smiled back to his daughter, “Variety doesn’t hurt, huh?”

Her brother might’ve bristled, but with the painful erection in his swim suit he practically jumped at the opportunity. “Fine!” he complied, trying to sound exasperated. “I’ll be back shortly!” he called out as he walked at a speedy rate away.

Angel’s smug grin grew as she watched her brother run off to fetch her some fruit. Curling her legs up to her chest, she couldn’t help but appreciate how good she felt, even if she did complain. Sure, she was stranded in the middle of nowhere, but there was no school to worry about, no part-time job... Even the luxuries missing from her life made the going easier, for the most part. No TV or internet or mirrors all improved her self-image markedly, and getting to know the two men in her life was something of a thrill.

Her emotions, though-- she could have kept them in check better. Back home, surrounded by dozens of horn-dog males vying for her attention, she’d never paid her family any mind. She recognized them for good looking men and that was that.

But now, without the pleasant distractions of the world outside, she found herself more and more fixated on them. The taboo of it, though, wasn’t lost on her. She kept tugging her mind back to a proper state of mind as it went adrift. It wasn’t right.

He blew onto the fire, and for some reason that seemed to help it grow. Once it was going proper, he added some actual wood to the fire and winked at her as he approached.

“Thanks, dad,” she finally managed as she tore her eyes away and forced them to the kindling.

“No problem, sweetie.” He stroked a hand over her own blonde hair, not as bleached by the sun as his or her brother’s, giving her a kiss.

Standing so close to her, his powerful musk filled her nostrils. He had some thick hair upon his chest, and a short beard, both in contrast to her brother who she knew to have neither.

Her father crouched down and still he towered over her, stroking her wavy hair on down to her bare shoulder. “You’re the only woman in my life now -- our lives --” he amended, “gotta take extra special care of you now, my sweet Angel.”

Every word from her daddy dripped with such sweet honey, such care.

He’d always favoured her, it was true, but there was something about the way he looked after her that grew more and more… intimate over time they’d been wrecked. And he was right, he’d been giving her extra special attention in recent months.

She always had been the center of his attention. He spoiled her rotten, here and back home. The whole house knew it. Hell, this trip was her idea. Still, she sighed as she leaned into his strong hand, “I really don’t think anyone’s going to find us out here.”

His fingers lingered upon her shoulder, stroking her smooth skin so pleasantly. His hard, tanned fingers upon her pale skin as he leaned in and kissed her cheek. Then kissed it again nearer to her ear. “If nobody comes, Angel, we’ll just make a new life for ourselves here. And it’ll b

e a great one too.”

He pulled back and gave her a bit of a lopsided grin, “Can’t be so bad being the only girl on an island full of men, huh?” He flashed her a playful wink, but hesitated to let go of her blonde hair. And when her eyes dipped down, she saw her brother wasn’t the only male relative whose mind wandered into forbidden territory. She could tell that under his shorts his cock swelled in her presence.

Yet she didn’t feel so smug, so in control as she had when she’d noticed her brother’s interest. This was... different. It wasn’t some dumb teen at the mercy of his own rampant lusts. This was a full grown man, over twice her age and well over her height. He was supposed to have these things in check, right? She averted her eyes but still her heart began to race and her mind went a bit fuzzy. Abruptly she stood once more, wiping the pebbles and stones from her shorts and the back of her legs as she started to pace.

“I still don’t get why we can’t just, like, make a boat. There’s lots of wood.” Angel glanced back over her shoulder at him, feeling his eyes boring into her and so uncertain of what that meant.

It was so strange, he didn’t attempt to hide it as her brother had. He simply stood back up, that thick snake of a cock bulging through his khaki shorts as he shrugged his thick, powerful shoulders to her. “It’s not that easy sweetie, trust me. A raft would get beaten apart on the high seas. And it’s too risky with how good we’ve got it here on the island,” he said, stepping in behind her, placing his two strong hands upon her slender shoulders and beginning to rub her flesh softly. Such a powerful, hardened grip evoking such pleasurable sensations in her body as he leaned in near to her ear.

His husky voice was so low and gravelly, “It’d be different if I didn’t have you. I’m not willing to risk that when I still have my Angel,” he confided so fondly. So… romantically?

It sent a strange sensation down her spine as he pushed her long wavy hair away from the nape of her neck. She didn’t wholly understand it, but she knew that tingling between her legs was the wrongest type of wrong, and she shrugged him off. “I’m going to go see where Rob is, dad,” she said quickly, giving him a forced smile as she moved away. “Won’t be long!”

He simply watched her head off, that thick bulge of his cock so prominent as she pranced through the grasses in the direction her brother had gone. Her heavy tits straining the integrity of her bikini top as they bounced.

She was so confused by the actions of her father, so eager to get away for a bit, she didn't pay a great deal of attention to where she was going. So when she got herself lost, it shouldn’t have come as a surprise.

Angel didn’t recognize the area, but perhaps that was a consequence of keeping to the confines of their home so often. Yet when she followed a little trail down, she found a small grotto. A little pond beneath the overhang of the rock and dirt above.

More interestingly, she found her brother. Cock in hand and crouched down, red faced and pumping his thick, veiny shaft.