Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

Waiting in the doctor’s office was an anxious experience for Roxy, not because she worried, but because she couldn’t wait to see his handsome face again. With her legs up in stirrups, she cradled her new baby bump. Four months since the doctor had taken a personal hand in helping her get pregnant and she was showing fairly well already she thought.

She didn’t wear anything beneath the gown, and could feel her breasts straining a little from the extra growth spurt. He’d already done a quick exam before leaving to get her test results, and she could feel the tingle of his fingers upon cunny still. How delightful his tongue had been, so caring and caressing.

“Here we go,” he said as he re-entered the room with a smile upon that chiselled, handsome face of his. “Everything’s looking perfect,” he stated, coming up to stand beside her, his hand resting upon her belly next to her own.

“Really, Doctor?” she asked, unable to help batting her lashes up at the handsome young doctor as his touch stroked along her belly and over her hand there, to clasp it softly.

“As perfectly healthy as a child from two such excellent parents as us should be,” he confirmed with a broad, confident smile to her.

Though something else was truly nagging at her, as happy as she was to finally be on her way to having a child – and the handsome doctor’s no less! She was troubled by the lack of intimacy in her life. Nothing she’d had with her husband Jack had come close to the sweet moments she’d had with the skilled doctor.

“And in fact,” he said to her, breaking her train of thought a moment, “looks like we nailed it first try. With your current progress my seed must’ve took our first go.” He smiled at her with an impishly playful look, “Those extra sessions were all just good fun it seems,” he stated with a wink.

She curled some of her blonde hair around her ear as her other fingers pressed closer to his, touching him so lovingly. Her fingers were so soft and smooth, her skin pampered and tanned. As a housewife, she still had a lot of time and energy to devote to looking pristine, and everything about her was radiant.

“Well, it never hurts to be safe with these things,” she agreed. And each of those extra sessions did wonders for her fantasies. Being fucked by her doctor on his examination table?

It was definitely a kink she never knew she had, but it was the only thing that really did it for her anymore. One she hoped he wouldn’t disappoint her on, even now that she was clearly pregnant.

“And how have you been? You personally I mean, your home life? Feeling happy?” he asked, his deep voice so concerned and masculine, he sounded like he truly cared for her, and his eyes twinkled with his smile. “It’s very important you’re in good spirits through this whole process. All those emotions you expose yourself to filter into this unborn child we’ve made in you,” he said so charmingly.

Roxy pouted that perfectly plump lower lip of hers, over dramatic in her sorrow.

“Things haven’t been great at home. There’s nothing wrong, it’s just... it gets lonely, and Jack’s been travelling so much,” she sighed. And he hadn’t been showing her the interest she desired, either.

Her intense eyes looked to her Doctor. “And he’s afraid of hurting the baby. I told him not to worry, but he insists.”

“Very unnecessary,” he said with a disappointed shake of his head, looking so troubled on her behalf as he stroked his hand over her stomach, down lower along its gentle swell close to the warmth of her cunny below. “You should be having a lot of intimate moments with your partner. That kind of loving closeness will only help things along,” he said with a concerned voice.

In fact, everything he did radiated such warmth and concern for her, and he reached in under the gown again to touch her bare stomach with his hand.

“This is a life inside you, it needs to experience some love second hand, right?” he said with a white-toothed smile.

She’d been nearly insatiable since getting knocked up, and even that touch was enough to ignite her body into molten flames. She lay back on the examination table, heels in the stirrups still as she looked at him from beneath her darkly mascara-ed eyes.

“But he won’t. I’ve asked.”

Her doctor frowned sympathetically as his hand stroked over her bare skin so tenderly, going low over her mons, so warm and hard. His touch comforting but masculine, it was such a pleasant thrill.

“We can’t have that,” he said so firmly. “Not for my most beautiful and promising patient.” His hand went lower, touching her puffy, wanting labia so expertly, finding it slick already. “You’ve got needs that have to be tended to, no matter what. You need a man to put you first now. For the sake of the child inside you.”

Those digits of his teased and stoked her flame, though it was so unnecessary. That lovely touch of his just

working her higher.

The very fact that he was touching her...

She’d spent so long thinking about it, fantasizing about how he’d feel against her pregnant body. Wondering if it’d be different, somehow. And it was. Jolts of electricity ran through her as she leaned her head back, letting out a sigh of pleasure.

“Doctor, I can’t overstate how wonderful you’ve been through all of this.”

As his fingers worked at her sensitive clit and cunny, he leaned over her, gently sliding her gown down from her shoulder, exposing one of her engorged breasts, so full in anticipation of the child to come. He placed a soft kiss on her shoulder there, right beside her neck.

“I’ll see you through all the way, Roxy,” he remarked in that deep husk of his, so amplified by his own interest in her. “It’s your child, but it’s my seed inside you and you’re my patient,” he lowered his hand to gently cup and caress her breast. “So full with milk already.” His voice was filled with approval. “You were born to be a mother, Roxy,” he said as if it were the highest compliment one could give.

Her eyes rolled up in her head, dark lashes fluttering down as her lips parted and she felt so full of pleasure and excitement. Her darkened nipple hardened against his palm, as he lifted her heavy tit from her ribs.

“Doctor, there’s no words,” she said earnestly, mind already growing a bit fuzzy. She’d been dreaming about this moment, anxiously, for so long.