Tasting Candy: Over 60 Erotic Pregnancy Stories

My first time was so dang sweet. I know I’ll never forgot it.

Jack was so good lookin’, and felt even better. It was a feeling I’ve got an addiction to now. The way all those hard, ripplin’ muscles felt pressed against me, or that big, meaty cock of his stretchin’ me open wide.

Oh Lord… I feel myself quiverin’ just thinking about!

But I still live with my parents, and until Jack’s finished with the marines, he’s stayin’ with his folks too. So that means I gotta find a way to get what I need in any moment I can.

I dress up in my sluttiest of clothes, knowin’ I’m gonna be seeing Jack again today. It’s early, still mornin’, but I’ve been thinkin’ about him all night, and my pussy won’t stop achin’!

It drove me nuts all last night, even after he dropped me home, raw and sore. But I feel insatiable, and I can’t wait to have him again, and I want to make sure he knows it. I spend a lot of time in the mirror, trying to look as hot as I can, makin’ sure my hair is styled just so. My mouth looks puffy, I guess from all that kissin’ last night, but I think it makes me look even sexier.

And when I pull on the shortest denim skirt I have and a sexy tube top that shows off my tummy and my cleavage, I know he won’t be able to resist me for longer than he has to.

It’s still so dang early, but I know I can’t hold out until the evenin’. So I creep my way on down the stairs and pluck up the keys to the truck. I’m movin’ as quietly as I can, but then I hear it: the sound of my daddy’s gasp.

“Dammit girl,” he says, soundin’ pissed! “Where you goin’ to this early in the day dressed like that?!” He demands.

I freeze up, but I know I gotta tell him something. When I turn around, though, I see through the open door to the backyard, where my daddy is headin’ towards my ma. The two of them smilin’ and grinnin’.

I breath a sigh of relief and slip on out while they’re distracted.

I make my way over to Jack’s parents place, a big ol’ farm property not too far from mine. It’s still early, so I know odds are good his folks are around, but I just gotta see him!

When I pull up and see that Jack’s standin’ there, topless in the morning sun… I start to think this was maybe a mistake. Because I dunno if his parents bein’ right there beside us was gonna be enough to stop me from humpin’ on that man and his glorious body. So rippling with muscle as he worked on a car’s engine.

It must be a sin to look so good, but I just drink him in, feelin’ my pussy throb with need. He may have fucked me ‘til I could barely walk last night, but now I’m thinkin’ of doing the same to him.

He doesn’t look up from his work at first, must figure I’m just one of the fellas or his parents returning, since I don’t see their truck around. Gives me time to climb on out onto my high heels, slam the door shut as I straighten up the short denim.

I lick my lips, sizin’ him up as he glistens in the sun, every little ripple of sinew, every bulge of muscle on display.

“Hey Jack,” I say, tryin’ to sound as sexy as I can.

That gets his attention, because he immediately rises up, and I get to see just how low those denim jeans are hangin’ on his hips. His treasure trail showin’ so low as he stares at me, soakin’ me in.

We’re both stunned by one another, just like I figured I’d be if I met a big time celebrity. It’s just awe and appreciation and horniness blending together, and I can’t wait ‘til he takes me again. I know it ain’t supposed to be right, doin’ it in the middle of the day, but I’m already walking towards him, my hands almost reaching out of their own accord to touch him.

He smells like a fresh shower and engine oil mingling into a gorgeous, masculine scent, and it’s driving me crazy.

“Damn girl,” he says, same as my daddy had but soundin’ so much hotter from Jack. His hard hands come up and take hold of my hip and waist. He wastes no time, immediately comin’ in for a deep, passionate kiss, capturing my lips with his.

One of those big, strong hands moves upwards, squeezing a breast through my tube top as he growls from deep within his broad, powerful chest. It creates a rumble I feel through my searching fingers on his abs.

He’s being so brazen so I don’t hold back, my free hand immediately searching down the front of his jeans and finding his erection, rubbing it with a wanton abandon.

My tongue lashes his as my nipples stiffen beneath his skillful fingers, and I can’t help but purr against his mouth.

That thick, long cock of his stretches out beneath his jeans, on down the pant leg of his thigh. He’s such a big, big man, and I can feel him pulsing with need through the denim as he fondles and holds me.

Finally, our kissin’ breaks, as he breathes heavily and looks me over.

“Dammit Jill,” he curses again, his broad chest heaving. “I had to beat myself off twice this mornin’ just to get the thoughts of your hot body down to a manageable level. Now you show up like this…” he says, a hint of a low growl to his voice at the end there, like some ravenous beast.

And the thought of him touching himself to the memory of me sends a jolt through my entire body. It’s like heaven, and it steals my breath for a moment. My hand doesn’t still, though, and instead quickens with his confession, wanting so much to make him feel good.

“Yea?” I murmur, my voice sounding so much higher and sweeter than normal. “Why didn’t you just come find me?”

“I very nearly did, in spite of that gun-totin’ pa of yours,” he says, his voice so deep with the lusty groans I was coaxing out of him with my hand on his cock. “But on my way out the door my ma begged me to fix her old clunker here,” he says, those big, meaty hands groping my ass and breast as he kisses my lips again, then on down to my neck.