Tasting Candy

by Candy Quinn

  I would’ve loved to fake the need for some help, maybe even got her to suck my cock a little to get things going, but once I dropped my jeans and my boxer-briefs with them, there was no hiding the thick, raging erection I was sporting. And judging by the wide-eyed look of surprise on her face, she was impressed to boot.

  “Come on,” I said to her softly, stepping in close and putting one arm around her to her opposing hip, the other on her arm, letting my fingers brush against the side of her breast just momentarily. Yeah, that supple feel was not fake. “It’ll be alright,” I said in a husky, reassuring voice.

  “Let’s... just get this over with,” she breathed out, but I could hear the excitement there that she was desperately trying to hide. Maybe she’d told herself one too many times that she wouldn’t enjoy it, being fucked and bred by me. To be knocked up by another man, to have someone else in her marital bed.

  If she truly was a little princess in this lavish, perfect bedroom, certainly she’d never had such impure thoughts like spreading her legs for her neighbour.

  She shimmied away from my grasp as she went to the bed, her fingers working in tandem to undo both sides of her bikini bottoms and letting them fall away.

  She had a little trail of hair just above her slit, as if beckoning me downwards, towards that sacred v.

  It was a pretty little slit, and I would never undersell it. While her breasts her big and supple, her ass round and firm, her pussy was a sweet little thing with nice, puffy little labia that I just craved to sink my dick in between.

  I climbed up onto the bed behind her, reached out, placing one hand casually on her ass to sink my fingers into that cheek under the pretense of getting a grasp. When really all I wanted to do was fondle that award-winning rear.

  With my other hand, I took hold of my veiny, throbbing dick and pressed the bulbous, purple crown up against her cunny, slowly pressing myself in against her, moving it in just the slightest little tease up by her clit.

  I was surprised by how wet she was. Sure, the idea of fucking a beauty queen was guaranteed to turn me on, but the idea of a beauty queen being turned on by the thought of being fucked by me?

  That was the stuff that my teen dreams had been made of.

  Her legs spread wider as she looked at the headboard, her spine arched as she pressed in against me. It was hard to control myself when that heated snatch was rubbing up against me, her wetness adding to the precum of my crown.

  Her toes brushed against the outside of my calf before she shifted them away, clearly afraid of this becoming something more than just a transaction.

  “Just... stick it in,” she pleaded with me.

  And I obliged.

  Sinking into that tight cunt was sheer bliss. The outsides matched the insides when it came to perfect. That slick little canal gripping my hard dick so tight I could’ve lost my load then and there. I wasn’t about to let that happen though. Business it may be, but that’d just be downright embarrassing. And a waste of a good opportunity.

  I gave a low, husky moan as I sank in balls deep, and I couldn’t even help it. My dick pulsated and throbbed against her, and I had to pause a moment.

  “Sorry,” I said breathily, “you’re just so damn tight.”

  “It’s fine,” she gasped, and she even squeezed me, those pussy muscles trying to bring me over the edge as her hips rolled.

  God, she wanted me to breed her so bad. Desperate for it, even.

  But I wanted to enjoy my first time in her hot body, even knowing that right after work, I’d be back in her again.

  Wrapping my hands about her waist and letting my thumbs sink back into her ass cheeks I held her in place as I began to pump my dick into her. The slow, building motions rising as I worked myself up into a powerful thrusting pace.

  My heavy balls swung up and smacked against her pubic mound as I began to rock her body, each thrust making those firm cheeks of hers ripple with the impact just a bit. She was utterly stunning, and I couldn’t help but marvel at every aspect of her as I prepared to lay claim to her womb with my seed.

  It was a connection that wouldn’t be easily matched, not even by her husband. Part of me wondered if he got off on it, knowing that I was going to mark her as forever mine, but in the end I didn’t care.

  Especially not when I had her on my dick, milking it with her tight little pussy and the sweet cunny-lips kissing my hard cock.

  I didn’t want to drag out the first time too long, get her worried, and it was already a struggle to hold back then. She was the tightest woman I’d ever stuck my dick in, and the rest of her beautiful body didn’t help either.

  “I’m gonna cum soon,” I muttered amid the moans, my cock throbbing inside her as she milked my dick, I just couldn’t handle what a slice of perfection she was. I gave her some harder thrusts there as I approached my limit, pounding her forward upon the end of my dick.

  “Yes!” she said, flipping her hair as she turned to glance back at me. That one single word was filled with such raw emotion, though. She wasn’t viewing it as a simple transaction, I could tell, and instantly knew that next time she’d be much more ready to really have some fun with this.

  That realization made it all the sweeter when my dick swelled up and I shot my load right into her fertile womb. She was damn ready, the tests had been done, and she was ovulating. There was no more ripe and fertile woman on the planet and I was dumping my load into her. Thick, heavy spurts of my seed pumping into her, filling her up deep inside as I kept my cock lodged in her pussy.

  My hands slid down from her waist to squeeze at her ass tightly, savouring the feel of that firm flesh as my balls emptied all they had right into her.

  She made such a soft, sweet coo as the tip of my dick struck against her cervix, pressing that stream into her as far as I could. Her shoulders slumped, her breasts dropped towards the bed as she still writhed against me, clinging to me and letting her hips rise up.

  I could tell she was trying to keep her ass in the air, let that cum pour into her.

  I gave my dick a few slow pumps to milk the last of my seed out into her depths, just a few final spurts before I had no more to empty into her. I couldn’t suppress the deep moan that rolled off my tongue then.

  “I’ll see you at my office for lunch then,” was about all I could manage to say as he slid my dick from her achingly tight little cunt.

  She stayed posed upright, though, her ass still in the air, her pussy so red and wanting. Her face contorted and I could tell she wanted more. I’d left her pent up, but that didn’t stop me from standing and walking towards my pants, even as her ass swayed back and forth.

  If she wanted me to get her off, well, she was going to have to beg for it like a good girl.

  Instead she nodded, her face pressed into the pillow.

  “Noon?”

  “That’s right,” I said with a smile as I pulled up my jeans and got dressed. “Make sure you get there on time, I’ve got a meeting right after, and I don’t wanna short change you,” I said so casually, flashing her a wink and looking more cocky than I felt. Because right then all I wanted to do was go balls deep in her again for another go.

  She nodded again, still splayed so lewdly, and I took the time to step back behind her, to look at those spread asscheeks and the rose bud between them, her delicate sex so red with arousal.

  I reached down between them, brushing my fingers over her clit. Two digits, sliding up over her wetness and then pressing inwards with such bravado and confidence that it made her wriggle and moan.

  “Sorry, you were going to drip,” I explained as I pulled my fingers from her once more and wiped them on the bed. “See you then, Marisa.”

  If I said that by ty the time our lunch date arrived, it’d slipped my mind, I’d be lying. As busy as that day got at the office, I couldn’t get my mind off the next opportunity to pump a load into that beautiful Marisa.

  I’d shed my blazer earlier as I talked on the phone with one of our supplie
rs, and then the call came in.

  “A woman is here to see you sir, says her name is Marisa,” came my secretary’s voice over the intercom.

  “Let her in, she’s my business appointment,” I instructed. “And hold my calls.”

  “Yes, sir,” she replied and not a moment later Marisa was in my office, shutting the door behind her.

  She’d changed into a simple blue dress with a blazer overtop it, black thigh-highs and pumps making her look far more put together than she had that morning. She set aside her purse as she looked back to the door, tucking her sunglasses away.

  “Is it safe here?” she asked in that soft, sweet voice. “Maybe we should just go to a motel.”

  I pressed a button on my desk and she could hear the electronic lock click it shut as I stood up.

  “Nah, I don’t wanna waste any of our time. Maybe if this doesn’t work out, we’ll do the motel next time, huh?” I said with a casual smile as I loosened my tie and began to work open my shirt.

  “You look good,” I added on nice and casual, my gaze sliding up and down her form, appreciating her look as I tugged open my shirt to show my broad chest.

  She smiled as her fingers went to the hem of her dress, tugging it upwards over her fine ass and revealing nothing but the thigh-highs beneath it. Her pussy was still so red, as if she’d been rubbing at it furiously all morning, and she smelled so strongly of sex and my seed.

  It was intoxicating, and she looked at me nervously once more.

  “How should we do this?” she asked. Clearly, she wanted me to be the one calling the shots.

  I reached out and patted my hand on my desk, which I’d cleared off in expectation of her.

  “Park your pretty ass up here, and face me this time,” I said with a smile, stripping my shirt off entirely before I freed myself of my pants and let my dick burst out, thick and hard. Still wasn’t gonna be faking a need for some oral stimulation yet, I lamented, but dumping another load in that tight little pussy would be real nice.

  She pulled her dress up higher until it rest around her waist and pushed her ass onto my desk. She was going to leave her mark, no doubt about that, as her pretty, wet pussy met the cold wood of my desk.

  She shrugged off the blazer and threw it behind her, leaving her shoulders bare, a gemstone resting between her two, large tits.

  Her heels hooked into the armrests of the two chairs facing my desk and her hands went behind her, thrusting out her chest as she exposed herself for me.

  I moved in towards her, taking hold of my thick, throbbing cock and bringing it to her waiting, wet slit, teasing those puffy red folds a moment. Then I just couldn’t help myself.

  I reached up, and very casually hooked my finger into her blue dress strap and tugged it down from her shoulder around her arm, then repeated it on the other side, exposing her two thick tits before me.

  “Seeing these’ll help me give you what you want faster,” I explained so calmly, a simple smile on my face as I looked to meet her gaze, then back down to those two glorious tits. Yeah, I wasn’t gonna miss my opportunity to stare at those perfect fuckjugs.

  Her nipples stiffened as she drew in a breath, her eyes going up towards the ceiling as I looked over her, the way those perfect, tanned breasts rose and fell with her nervous breaths as the scent of her sex swirled in the air.

  “I’m ready,” she said softly.

  And the way she rolled her hips...

  Oh yea, she was ready to be my little broodmare.

  I grasped her hips and angled my own, sliding my dick into her with a low, rumbling groan of pleasure. She was still so damn tight, even after my first time stretching her open that morning, and I knew this was a woman I’d never have trouble dumping my load in.

  I gave a sharp little thrust to bury myself in first off, and it made her tits jiggle before my eyes deliciously. Maybe I should’ve been more professional about it, but as I began to roll my own hips and rock my cock into her, I reached up and cupped one of her breasts, squeezed that supple mound as I began to fuck her atop my desk.

  She didn’t seem to mind, though. Her nipple tightened, begging for me to pinch it between my fingers, and she arched her back as I did just that. Those pretty, pink areolas and their hardened peaks responded so eagerly to my touch.

  As did her pussy as those muscles tightened around me, still so wet and juicy from earlier. But now, her hips were rolling, and panted breaths peppered the air between us as still she kept her eyes closed, her head slightly upwards.

  Maybe she was trying to assuage her guilt by not looking at me, but I knew there was no way her husband could fill her like I was. No way he could do her like I was doing. So I thrust harder, made her feel that thick, pulsating dick of mine as it stabbed in deep and stretched her tight little canal.

  “How’s a man to resist breeding you?” I muttered aloud, and wasn’t even sure what I was saying at that point. It just felt so damn good inside her, and I wanted to draw her mind towards me, and what I was doing to her.

  I kneaded her breasts a little more firmly, working that supple flesh so deliciously in my strong grasp. A woman like her was wasted on my neighbour. Though I guessed he’d serve his purpose when I was done knocking her up.

  My other hand went from her thigh to the back of her head, making her look at me. Meet my eyes.

  Her dark lashes slowly fluttered open, glittering gaze meeting mine as she moaned out lowly. Oh, that sweet, lyrical sound that she couldn’t bite back in time.

  “He wants this,” I reminded her, trying to assuage that guilt. To get my beauty queen to come out of her shell and scream my name.

  She gave a brief nod, her eyes fluttering between closed and opened as she swallowed back another moan.

  She was too fucking gorgeous for words, and I wanted to make her squeal atop my dick. I thrust harder, pumping my hips as my cock throbbed, that warm, wet little hole so delightful I could cry out. And I did in a way, I let loose such a noisy groan even I started to worry about being overheard.

  Though it was just a momentary flicker of a concern, I wanted to bang that beauty queen straight into submissive bliss. And I kept her face locked on mine with one hand, the other groping at her ass cheek with the other.

  “You’ve got a tight lil’ pussy like a vice grip,” I told her in the most flattering of manners possible for dirty talk.

  But she seemed to like it dirty. There were those little tells, like in poker, except obviously a lot more fun to figure out. Like how her chest brushed against mine, or the fact that her breathing held for just that second, emitting a throaty moan into the air.

  Or the fact that her gaze held mine completely.

  Normally I’d go to the gym and get a quick workout on my lunch breaks, but instead I was gettin’ all my exercise knocking up the hottest woman I knew. And I decided to make a show of it. I lifted her up off the desk in my powerful grasp, made her whole body bounce off my dick as I watched her. It did delightful things to those two heavy breasts of hers as well, and I took a moment to look down at them, lick my lips and let her know I was appreciating every little bit of her.

  She wrapped those slender arms around my neck, tugging herself towards me, and yet... she didn’t squeeze her breasts into my chest. Almost as if she realized I was enjoying staring at them and didn’t want to stop me.

  There was certainly nothing modest about her actions, and her breathing was picking up. Oh, my neighbour’s wife was quickly warming up to having my dick in her.

  “You like havin’ my dick in you, don’t ya?” I asked her brazenly, and I knew I was letting it all get to my head. Fucking the beauty queen next door with the intent of planting a baby in her belly was inflating my ego, but I was eating up every moment of it. The deep, throaty moan I gave testified that I was getting close though and I lowered her back down to my desk, resting her back there as I pounded atop her.

  Wouldn’t do any good to let some of my spunk go to waste, even if part of me wanted that. To kee
p this up as long as possible, to keep having an excuse to bang her.

  She squeaked a bit, trying to bite down on her lower lip and silence it, but it only half succeeded. Her back arched, revealing that glorious, huge chest to me again, the tits jiggling with each hard thrust.

  I reached up and grabbed one of those jiggling mounds, sank my fingers into its supple flesh and enjoyed the delightful feel of it. I wanted to do more, wanted to kiss her, and partly leaned in to do so. But I stopped myself as I felt my dick swell, throbbing excitedly inside her as I barreled towards my finish.

  “You want this cum, huh? Want me to knock you up? Beg for it,” I told her, even though I knew it was all but guaranteed at that point, just a few moments more…

  But she wasted absolutely not even a second, those words tumbling from her lips instantly.

  “Cum in me, Perry. Knock me up,” she pleaded, her voice so sweet and soft.

  I obliged with a deep, chest rumbling groan of pleasure. I plowed my dick deep into her and blew my load so hard, I thought I’d suffer an aneurism. My body shook, my balls tightened, and I dumped such an incredibly thick load of cum into her, even I was amazed. It was my second time that day, after all, and it flooded her cunny, filled her womb where I did my best to deposit it directly.

  I shuddered and squeezed her tit nice and tight as I rocked myself into her, milking out that last bit of seed.

  “There you go, babe,” I said in a deep, gravelly voice.

  Her head tilted back, and I swore my secretary had to have heard that. At least discretion wasn’t of the utmost, and it gave me kind of a rush.

  A lot of a rush.

  Especially when she breathed out my name and squeezed my cock so tight, milking me of every last drop.

  I gave her a wry smile and slowly rose up. I pulled my dick from her pussy just a little, reaching down beneath my hard abs to grip that shaft and make a show of squeezing out every last drop. Though really it was just another excuse to stare at her gorgeous body, the way it meshed with mine, and how obscenely large my cock looked with that cunt of hers wrapped around it.

  I let my fingers lightly tease her clit in a momentary brush as well, just for good measure.