Erotic Pregnant Stories Novels & Stories

She reached between them, rubbing her clit in frantic circles as he impaled her. “I’m gonna cum!” she screamed. “Make me cum!” His thrusts became erratic, desperate. He was losing control. Francine felt his cock swell even more inside her. She pinched her clit and the coil snapped. Her orgasm exploded through her. Waves of blinding pleasure convulsed her body. Her pussy clenched around his shaft, milking it. She shook, sobbing with release. The sensation triggered his own. Harry cried out, a broken shout. He slammed into her one final, deep time and held there. His cock jerked, and Francine felt the hot flood of his cum filling her, spilling deep inside her channel.

Kathy, a 51 year old housewife becomes a sugar baby. Enjoy.. ******** My name is Kathy. This series of stories focuses on my most recent experience in pushing the erotic envelope. They are inspired by real life experiences, but are still largely a product of my imagination. In other words I took literary license to deviate a bit from actual events. What is authentic is the fact that at middle age I entered into a sugar baby lifestyle. The feelings and emotions I experienced are very real, even if I have altered the characters a tad.

The idea of me helping Sarah conceive, of sharing my seed with another woman under my wife's blessing, was a taboo that had turned my blood into liquid fire. Lillian pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, her gaze predatory and hungry. She didn't say a word at first; instead, she slid her hand down the front of my boxers, her fingers curling around the thick length of my cock. I groaned, my hips instinctively arching into her touch. She began to stroke me, a slow, rhythmic glide that made my toes curl.

It was already deep into the night, and the entire villa had fallen silent. Ethan lay on the guest room bed, tossing from side to side, unable to sleep. He pushed himself upright and reached for his phone for the third time. The cold glow of the screen reflected the tension between his brows. The search page was still open: “Precautions during early pregnancy” He tapped one link again. Emotional turbulence may lead to miscarriage... Sophia’s pale face and reddened eyes flashed through his mind.

His body thrummed with the need to take her, to posses her until he was the only thing that she could think about. Just as he was cursed to be consumed by the women of her line. “Erik, please don’t.” She cried out again as his hands moved further up her leg. His other hand joining him to map out the skin that haunted his every waking thought. “Erik, I’m pregnant.” With a snarl, he climbed up her body as she struggled to get away from him. Her eyes wild and desperate, she bit at him as he brought his lips to hers. Her teeth sinking into the soft flesh of his lower lip.

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.

Written by: Jesudamilola Abiola✍️ Genre: Er*tic, trilling romance and suspense 👙Katrina POV👙💋 “Me?? Pregnant?” I asked with a frown “Yeah, or what do you think?” She asked firmly “But I thought he made use of c*nd*m… ohhh, i don’t think so!!!, he didn’t use it but it’s just the first time, I’m not supposed to get pregnant now,” I thought with a frown

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.

“You’re going to be addicted to my cock. Addicted to being bred like a good little wife. You want that?” I was sobbing with pleasure, completely overwhelmed. “Yessss!” I half moaned, half screamed as I reached my peak. He buried himself as deep as possible and came hard, flooding my pussy with thick, hot ropes of cum while staring into my eyes the entire time as he grunted in pleasure. Honestly if the chances of getting pregnant was measured by the amount of cum flooded in the pussy, I’d be more than pregnant! He stayed buried deep inside me, breathing heavily, his cock still twitching as he filled me completely.

I stare at the two red lines on the white strip I hold between my fingers. A smile spreads across my face as a wave of euphoria rushes through me. I blink, happiness swelling within me, thinking of Richard and how thrilled he’ll be to learn that today, we’re making one of our biggest dreams come true. I’m pregnant. Pregnant with the man I love, who loves me back. Pregnant with a child who, I’m certain, will be the most loved in the entire world.