Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

She smiled brightly, as if she’d been expecting me to change my mind.

“Good,” was all she said, patting my ass and guiding me to the kitchen. “Now, everyone’s supposed to show in half-hour, so that’s plenty of time for us to get... loosened up.”

I had no choice but to follow her, looking at the stack of shots piled into a pyramid, and the wine bottles everywhere on the counter. It was clear to see where she wanted the party to go, even if I wasn’t legally allowed to drink.

But then when you’re as rich as Laura and her family, you don’t need to be concerned about the law. You did whatever you liked and people stayed out of your way, or begged at your heels, more likely.

Servants hired for the party scurried around, dressed in crisp professional-casual outfits. The women in black skirts, white blouses and high heels, while the men wore substantially sexier attire. Tight tops that clung to their muscled physiques, leaving their arms bare to show off their bulging biceps, and pants that were tight enough to get an appreciation for their packages.

“Whoa Laura, you’ve certainly gone all out,” I said, eyes wide as I couldn’t help but stare at one particularly handsome hunk move on by in a rush, carting a crate over his shoulder that had to weigh as much as me, and doing it with such abundant ease.

“Psshaw,” Laura said, batting her hand in the air at me. “What’s a birthday party worth if you don’t go all out?”

I wanted to say it was all about friends and family, but that was a lie that even I could see through. What was the point of having a loaded best friend if you didn’t get some perks?

I gave her a hug, my large breasts pressed into hers, my face buried in her beautiful hair. “This is just perfect, Laura. I love it,” I said with a sigh, and she pushed me away with a laugh.

“The party hasn’t even started,” she said with a roll of her eyes before handing me a bottled water and a small pill. “Now take this, and drink all the water,” she said before taking her own pill and bottle of water, downing it quickly.

I, on the other hand, wasn’t quite so enthusiastic. I stared at the pill in my hand a while, not sure of what to do. Though ultimately, I knew I had to. She’d never let me live it down breaking my word to her after all she’d done.

So down the hatch it went, and I chugged that water exactly as she’d ordered, hoping to dilute the pill somewhat.

“Oh lord, Laura,” I gasped, already fretting a little over

the drug use. “I hope you’re right about these pills…”

“Ever the worrier,” she said with another roll of her eyes at me. “Just relax. I do this all the time and it’s great. You’ll be feeling better than ever in no time,” she said with a bright, happy smile. “Now, I think it’s about time for you to open your gift from me.”

Laura moved towards one of the cabinets, opening it up and pulling out a small, rectangular box wrapped with a golden bow. “Here. This is just the first one,” she said with a smile.

I took it, my brows furrowed. “Oh Laura, you didn’t have to get me anything,” I said with a small gasp. “You’ve already done so much with the party.”

Laura rolled her eyes again, though, and I knew I just had to suck it up and open it.

Though when I did, it certainly wasn’t what I expected.

Inside, neatly arranged, were five leather cuffs, affixed with steel D-rings. Beneath that was a bra with the cups missing so it was just straps and underwire, a black thong with the crotch cut out, and a skirt that looked more like a belt.

I looked up at her, my jaw dropped.

“Do you love it?” she asked, as if there was only one answer to that, but I barely even knew what the stuff was!

She must’ve seen it in my face, because her brows furrowed.

“Oh don’t tell me you and Ron never played dress up,” she said with a sigh.

Ron and I had dated, but we never got that far. Though I might’ve led her to believe otherwise. She’d lost her virginity years ago, but I still hadn’t had sex with anyone. I didn’t want her to think that I was so... childish.

I swallowed, and she marched over to me, taking the box from my hands. “Well, I heard Ron was into all this kinky shit, so I figured you must’ve been too. Though maybe that’s why you broke up. I could just take it back.”

“No, don’t!” I said, and I sounded way more adamant than I felt. “It’s fine! I’m just surprised is all,” I added on, grabbing the box back.

“Good,” she replied, nodding to the spiral staircase off to the side of the kitchen. “Then go upstairs and get changed. They’ll be here soon.”

I was stunned. I didn’t know what to make of that, and she said it like it was just the easiest thing in the world, with such a commanding tone, and I didn’t know how to disobey. I was struck suddenly submissive and meek, and a tremor went through my spine.

I was cursed with an inability to say no to Laura, something about her beauty and natural authority, she was top dog of any situation. Perhaps there was something more to it too, but whatever it was, I just knew I had to meekly obey.