Erotic Pregnant Stories Novels & Stories

My voice was shaky as I spoke. I saw her smiling before she finally spoke, I black eyes were shining with something I couldn't quite name. No… the opposite of what I was wanting to hear from her… your writing was loving and powerful. I love your story because I love erotic stories myself and I'd like to talk more about it with you. “So are you free this weekend Come to my place Sunday at eight.” I felt my heartbeat increase is it the test that I don't want her to give me that she wants to give me in her house? Or is it something else? I asked myself.

Her lips part immediately, locking my tongue fiercely with hers. She lifts her hips from the bed, tangling a leg with mine while grinding her pussy against my crotch. One hand yanks at my hair, the other one roaming my chest uncontrollably. I can feel my muscles tense under her soft touch. When i lift my head from hers, her lips are swollen, her pupils dilated with intense pleasure. "We have to be careful...the baby..." “Do you know it's healthy to be fucked when you're pregnant? This is good for the health of the baby,” I rasp, catching her lips back in mine.

I whispered to him, don't cum yet. I'm so close. Just wait another minute. He pulled me closer and asked in a very deep, almost animalistic way, "will you really get pregnant?" I felt the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I started picturing his cum inside me, passing through my cervix and into my womb searching out an egg. I started riding him even harder. I was so close to having the most fabulous orgasm of my life. I leaned into him, arching my back even more, feeling his hands gripping me even tighter, and whispered, "Yes, you will make me pregnant if you cum inside me. Do you want to send me home to my husband with a black baby inside me?" He grunted hard, and I felt a strange feel

Jane whispered, her voice breathless, tinged with longing. Eric leaned closer, so that she could feel the warmth of his body behind her. “I want you to focus,” he murmured. “Focus on my voice, on my hands, on how I make you feel.” Her body responded immediately, arching slightly as if seeking him out. She closed her eyes, letting herself sink into the sensations, into the anticipation that pulsed through her,her pussy has started becoming wet yearning for Eric's big hammer to fuck her die . “You feel that, don’t you?” he asked, his hand now pressing slightly against the inside of her thigh.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

Why would he even have a condom with him in the first place? He quirked a brow inquisitively. “What if you get pregnant?” “I won’t.” I replied with an eye roll. My pussy was still throbbing and I don’t want to have any banter so I just climbed onto him directly. Slowly, I guided his cock into my wet pussy expecting instant pleasure just like I’ve read in novels but nothing prepared me for the kind of pain that hit. “Gosh..its painful.” I screeched, half standing, half squatting with an unsatisfied expression on my face. Xavier’s handsome features contorted into a frown, but then he gave me a knowing look.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

Every time? The betrayal should have killed her desire. Instead it fueled it. She rubbed her clit faster, thumb pressing hard, chasing the edge while she watched her husband fuck the babysitter on their couch. Chloe leaned forward, bracing her hands on Ethan’s chest. “Tell me you think about this when you’re fucking her.” Ethan groaned, hips snapping harder. “All the time. I picture your mouth… your pussy… fuck—” Lauren came first—silent, violent. Her knees buckled; she braced one hand against the wall as her walls clenched around her fingers, wetness dripping down her thighs. Stars burst behind her eyelids. She had to bite her own arm to keep from crying out.

He slapped me lightly on my shoulder. "Ben?!" I groaned. "What?" He turned my chair so I could face him. "Don't pretend like you don't know the exact thing I'm talking about," He wiggled his eyebrows. I frowned. Now I was really confused. What was he talking about? "Ugh, Mel. Don't tell me you didn't notice. So this is what happens when you're pregnant huh?" I gave him a hard kick in the shin. "Ow!" He jumped up and down like a yo-yo.

Thankfully, Zivon was able to dodge in time, and after raising a slight brow, he was prompted to say, “Drink a bit slower…” Watching as the worried man began patting her back, Xavia couldn’t help but squint. Was he seriously not aware that he was the reason why she had accidentally spat out all that fruit tea?! Shaking her head, she then took the book from Zivon’s hand to read its header… ‘Pleasing your pregnant wife down to her soul. During pregnancy, women tend to be less sexually active. Here are a few tricks to-’ Slamming the book shut, the embarrassed woman then grabbed another book from Zivon’s pile… and to her dismay, this one was titled, ‘Getting your pregnant wife high.’ W-what were