The Man who made his own Q.o.H Harem

Samantha lay under me as her chest heaved up and down, her face beat red as her husband was the only man she had ever been with, and now she is with an older man. That looks better than her husband. She thought he was handsome when she first saw him at the lobby elevator, but Samantha pushed it to the back of her mind as she was married. She is tired of being lonely while her husband does god knows what over there. Freddy was right; her husband works in Europe, and there is no reason she and her daughters shouldn't go over there. 

It's better paying for one place to live than two. If it was about money, it made more sense for her to go there. It's fishy, and she is done with what-ifs; she will trust her gut. Samantha watched the man before she took off his shirt; he had the perfect body of a man. She was getting wet looking at this blonde man with beautiful eyes. As he pulled down his pants and underwear, she almost stopped breathing as she looked at his cock.

"Amazing." It escaped her mouth, making her blush. She didn't know if it would fit, as her husband was alone seven inches, nothing like this man.

"It's okay, Samantha, trust me," I said, breaking her out of her thoughts. She nodded. I crawled back into the bed, and I ran a hand up her thigh and to her panties. I rubbed from the outside first as I kissed her. Her hands were over her head, and grabbing the bedsheets, I took my time to let her feel my touch. I wanted to ensure she was very wet before going any further.

I moved to her breast and started to suck on her nipples. Her moans became more sexual, as I could tell Samantha enjoyed having her breast sucked on. I noticed milk coming out, and she was worried and about to speak. "You don't have to worry; it doesn't bother me. You're a mother; why would I be upset with milk coming out." I smiled, returning to sucking on her ample breast as she moved a hand, running her fingers through my hair as she was happy.

Her husband hated having sex with her when she made milk; she couldn't help it. They had children together, but he was cold to her for something she couldn't control. But Freddy didn't hate it. In fact, it looked like he enjoyed it, which made her happy, like someone who would like her no matter what happens out of her control without judging her for it.

I slid a hand into Samantha's underwear, now touching her pussy directly, making her moan louder, but she didn't try to hide it, meaning the room was soundproof, are she didn't care if her daughters heard her. Either one doesn't bother me, but it's most likely the first one, as she wouldn't want her kids to listen to her moaning from someone other than their father.

Moving down her stomach, I slowly pulled her underwear down as my face got closer to her pussy. She spoke, "Wait, I haven't shaved in a while." She said, worried, and I chuckled as I had gone down on hair pussies before; after all, someone has to be the wingman for his friends, and sometimes I had to sleep with "that" friend.

"It's okay, Samantha. Nothing about you will bother me. Just leave yourself to me and enjoy the pleasure." I said, calming her down as she nodded, and I moved my mouth down, moving her hair out of the way to find the clit as I found it. I played with it as I stuck two fingers into her already dripping wet pussy as she moaned.

"My husband never gave me oral; he would only like me to give it to him." She said while holding my head. I thought, what kind of man wouldn't go down on his wife and only want her to do it? This guy is starting to annoy me; he doesn't deserve this woman in my eyes. So I will claim her and make him pay for my kids, cuck his sorry ass.

Pushing in a third finger made her start to gush as they sucked harder onto her clit, making Samantha dig her toes into the bed as she moaned. "SO GOOD! MORE, FREDDY! MAKE ME FORGET MY HUSBAND!" She let out a loud yell as I smiled, biting lightly on her clit, which sent her over the edge as she squirted. "I AM CUMING FROM ORAL! AMAZING! I LOVE THIS!" Her voice turned me on more as I pulled my head away and got in between her legs.

She was still on cloud nine as I pushed the head into her, bringing her back to earth. "SO THICK!" She yelled as I went deeper into her making her arch her back and dig into the bedsheets with her fingers and toes as I hit the back of her womb, as she gushed more of her pussy juice out.

I leaned forward, kissing her as she wrapped her arms around me. As I started to move my cock inside her, she was tight for someone that gave birth. Well, to be everyone will be tight. As she moaned under our kiss, I moved faster until she couldn't return the kiss more.

"YES! FUCK ME, FREDDY! FUCK ME LIKE I MEAN EVERYTHING TO YOU!" She begged, and this made me pick her up, holding her close to me as I thrust into her, hitting all her sweet spots. She moaned, grunted, and cursed as she sunk into the pleasure of the temptation of fucking another man in her wedding bed, and this turned her.

"MY HUSBAND WON'T BE ABLE TO MAKE ME FEEL GOOD, FREDDY! YOU HAVE TO BE MY LOVER, OR I WON'T ENJOY SEX WITHOUT YOUR MASSIVE WHITE COCK, PLEASE!" I smirked as she was now mine and mine alone. Let her husband never touch her again unless she gets pregnant, and she will use him to cover up the bloodline with me. His retarded ass deserves to be used for money.

"I AM CUMMING FREDDY! PLEASE RELEASE IT INSIDE ME! I NEED IT!" I gave her what she desired as I pulled her down; my cock made her stomach bulge as I started to pump her womb with a thick hot load of jizz.

She held me tightly as she squirted and bit my shoulder as an orgasm the likes of she had never had flooded her mind making her unable to think about anything but me and my cock that was inside her. She was drowning in pleasure, and she loved every second of it. 

I led her on her back, but she didn't know I was still hard as I started to move again, and this snapped her out of the bliss. "Wait! I am still-" Before she could finish what she wanted to say, I kissed her, sealing her mouth as I moved my hips slowly and picked the pace up faster than the first time. I wanted to make it so all she could ever think about was my cock; I could see the outline of the tattoo slowly. It was dim, and I wanted her to fall during this time.

"Samantha, I want you to be mine. I know you won't divorce your husband, but your body and heart will belong to me and me alone." She bit her lip as he was right; she wouldn't take her girls away from their father, and she didn't dare to face her parents as they were old school. She thinks that the wife must forgive the mistakes of her husband, but she can't do that; she looks back at the man who was making her body feel amazing, and if he is okay with being her lover while she has a fake marriage, then it's the best outcome for her.

"Okay, Freddy. I am your body and heart; I will only love you." As she said that, her eyes changed, and the tattoos started appearing. I smiled and began to move faster as her moans echoed with joy. "YES, FREDDY! MAKE ME YOUR WHITE COCK LOVING LOVER! THIS MASSIVE WHITE COCK I LOVE IT!" I noticed once women give in to me, they genuinely love my cock and say the best things. I chuckled.

We rolled over, and I let her be on top as she started to ride me, letting the bed hit against the wall as her ample breast bounced, and she loved every minute of it. "YES, THIS FUCKING COCK IS THE BEST! SO MUCH BETTER THAN MY HUSBANDS! FUCKING POUND MY PUSSY, FREDDY! TURN IT INTO YOUR SHAPE SO HIS LITTLE MICRO DICK COMPARED TO YOURS DOESN'T MAKE ME FEEL ANYTHING!"

She yelled at the top of her lungs while bouncing up and down without a care in the world. Samantha let go of all her sadness and worries and wanted to enjoy this moment of lust and love. Nothing else mattered. Her family meant nothing right now. All she wanted was to be loved by the man below her, and that was what she truly felt down in her soul.

Samantha started to sweat as we kept going. It dripped off her breast as she leaned over me, placing her hands on the headboard as she grinds faster, wanting me to cum inside her again. Wanting me to fill her up with my warmth of love for her, she desired to feel it once more being pumped inside her.

"FREDDY, SHOOT ANOTHER LOAD INSIDE ME ON MY WEDDING BED! WIPE AWAY ALL THE MEMORIES OF TIME ON IT WITH MY HUSBAND! MAKE ME ONLY REMEMBER THIS MOMENT EVERY TIME I SLEEP IN THIS BED!" She yelled as the sound of her ass slapping against my thighs became louder as we raced towards our final climax. I grabbed her hips and slammed them down, forcing all of my cock into her as she arched back up, holding her head with her tongue sticking out and spraying me with pussy juice as I blew my load into the deepest parts of her.

She fell backward as she passed out, making my cock pop out of her. Samantha convulsed on her bed with a wide grin entirely out of it as she laughed and moaned. She had experienced sex that she never thought was possible and wanted more.

I started to clean her up as she wasn't in any condition to do it herself, and I didn't want her daughters to see her like this as they were still too young for adult stuff like this. As I was wiping her off, she looked at me and smiled. "You know, my husband never did this for me. After being with you, I noticed he didn't care about my needs. It was the right choice to be your lover. I wouldn't have known what true love was unless you taught my body it, not doing things just for yourself but as a team. Something my husband never did." She said.

I smiled. "I am different from your husband; I may not be a completely good guy. But if I do something, I don't half-ass it." She smiled and moved to my groin as she wanted to clean my cock off, and she wanted to give me head too. I let her do what she pleased as I enjoyed making a wife and mother suck my cock. Watching her bob her head up and down with a look of joy filled me with great pride.

She popped my cock out of her mouth and rolled onto her back, completely tired from sex; I got up and started to get dressed. "Where are you going?" I looked back at her question and smiled. "You don't want your daughters to know about us yet, right? I mean, I have no problem with it, but what about you?" I said, making her think for a moment, and nodded. "You're right. It's too early to drop a stranger into the home like this; plus, I doubt you have only one woman." She said with a smirk as I shrugged.

"Well, I don't mind. After all, I am in no place to tell anyone about loyalty. But please make sure to take care of me, too; I need you to know." She said as she got up and wrapped her arms around me from behind, putting her forehead on my back.

"I will give you just as much love as I do all of them," I said, turning around and lifting her chin. I kissed her as she placed her hands on my chest. We pulled away as she wrapped her robe around her as we left her room, heading to the front door. She spoke, "I will call you when I want you to come over or show me some of your love. I think that will be the best way to do this." She said, smiling as she gave me one last kiss, and I left her apartment.

"What a good day," I told myself as I hummed a song, waiting for the elevator.