Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

I’m getting so close now as I rub my cunt faster. My other hand plays with my tit and my breathing is ragged. I’ve never gotten myself so worked up before. Imaging Daddy is watching, seeing that someone is watching and knowing it could be him, is what does it for me.

I don’t have to pretend about being hot for him.

The boys at school like to touch, like Mr. Crane, and some want to do a lot more, but I want my Daddy. Theresa claims to have gone all the way with a couple of guys on the football team, and she says they have little pricks and cum too fast to be fun. Daddy’s cock is really big, and picturing it, seeing it…

I writhe on my bed, almost ready to cum. I’m getting myself off in front of the camera and imagining that Daddy watching me and maybe jerking off, or coming to my room to do what I want.

I’m right on the edge now, knowing I’ll cum when the door to my room bursts open and Daddy is standing in my doorway, his face bright red.

“What the hell are you doing?” He is actually screaming at me. He never screams at me. Then, just when I’m going to come, he grabs my hand, pulling it away from my pussy and holds it in the air.

“You little slut!”

“Daddy, I love you.”

“And that’s why you are on a web cam, showing your pussy to anyone who pays to see it? That’s why you are playing with yourself in that disgusting manner?”

As soon as he says it, I feel relieved. He was watching. At least he was one of the people watching me, watching my show. He knows why I did it, and that makes me happy. But he seems angry and my cheeks burn.

“I…”

He looks at me sa

dly.

“What were you thinking of, baby?”

Before I can stop myself, I tell him the truth.

“You. I was thinking of you. I always think of you.”

He shook his head.

“This is for some boy. Maybe several. I bet you told the boys at school you would do this so they’d watch.” He points at the monitor. “They are watching, aren’t they, those filthy boys. They just want to fuck you.”

My heart pounded. He was getting it all wrong!

“No, Daddy. I did this for you.”

“I’ll bet you send naked photos of yourself to those boys. And now you’ll send them videos of you playing with yourself.”

“I don’t like those boys, Daddy. Not that way. That’s why I am on this site. I wanted you to see me. I wanted you to come to my room.”

He looked surprised.

“What?”

“I really did look at your computer, Daddy. I wanted to see the girls that turned you on. I wanted to see what they did. I wanted to show you I could be as sexy as any of them.”

“This is a stupid game,” he says. “You are just a silly little prick tease playing make believe.”

“No, Daddy.” My heart pounds. He can’t think that way. “I hoped that when you saw me, when you heard me, you’d come to my room. I want you to fuck me.”

“You don’t mean any of that shit.”

“I do!”

“You mean to tell me that all this time when you walked around looking like a slut, you were just trying to turn me on?”