The Heal Slut: Chapter Six – For The Goddess [MFF] [Fantasy]

# Part Thirteen: Lucky Tirron

**Tirron Maldrek**

It was with a groan that Tirron woke up, the early morning breeze filtering into the room. Several feelings occurred to him at once, a deep ache in his body, anxiety about the battle that was barely over by the time he remembered losing consciousness, and lastly, warmth on each side of him.

Marcia was on one side of him, closest to the door with her body halfway on top of his. Tirron could feel her furry nethers brushing against the side of his hip, her thigh hugging his.

And strangely, Bree was on his other side, a little less lewdly cuddled up to him, but still had an arm thrown over his chest and her hand was intertwined with Marcia’s.

He took stock of the last things he remembered, Sybil’s wicked chanting and the goblins who moved so fast that his eyes could barely see them. But still he fought, driven by rage and a desire to protect those he loved, which included Bree, Ramona, Harvey, Autumn, and the rest of the caravan. But most of all, he had to keep Marcia and their unborn child safe.

[MF] First Anal Sex with My Wife

I’ll start by saying two nights ago was one of the greatest nights I’ve ever had (sexually) and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it for more than a few minutes at a time.

I lost my virginity about 13 years ago. Ever since I first went through puberty and started watching porn, my greatest sexual fantasy was to have anal sex. The thought of being inside a woman’s ass has always turned me on more than just about anything, but I’ve never been with a partner who was interested and willing.

I got married a few years back and have been with my wife for several years before that. I’ve brought up anal to her a few times throughout our relationship so far, and she expressed that it’s something she’s never been interested in but also said “maybe one day, we’ll see.” I completely respect that and had pretty much accepted that I was probably never going to try anal sex, and that’s ok.

Loving white wife, black cock whore

You’ve been married to Jake for two years now. You love him. He is a really great guy. But he’s not the most masculine guy on earth. He’s not very athletic. As a matter of fact you intimidate him a little. In the relationship you’re in charge of most major decisions. And in bed he leaves you cold. He tries to make love to you. Kissing you softly and gently. But you miss just being fucked. In college you had an affair with a very masculine, sexually dominant older man. You would spend all day thinking about how he was going to fuck you that night. Quivering with anticipation. And while you love Jake so much. You miss that. 

    When Jake dropped out of law school to pursue his art you supported him. Literally. You’ve become the primary breadwinner since your husband didn’t make much money at all.

You worked several jobs that you hate before you landed your current position. You were recently hired as personal secretary for Andre Jackson of Jackson and associated law firm. Mr. Jackson was a very high powered corporate attorney who represented some of the biggest firms in the country. You loved the job. The pay was good. The hours weren’t too bad. And the work was. Well the work was interesting.

Out of nowhere [MF]

One pre-pandemic evening I was laying on the floor in the kitchen fixing my dishwasher. It hadn’t been draining and I was tired of having nasty water sitting in the bottom of an otherwise clean dishwasher. It also smelled. My wife was entertaining her friend Ruth in the living room and the two of them were partway through a shared bottle of wine. Their voices and laughter were steadily increasing in volume.

At some point, I’d gotten the line cleared and hit some service code to run the drain pump. When I opened it a few minutes later, it was empty! Success! I called out to my wife that it was fixed and headed over to the living room to say hi.

“… fixing stuff around the house? That’s gotta be good for some hand action,” I heard Ruth say as I entered the room. My wife laughed and said, “Maybe later,” and gave me a smile.

“I spent nearly an hour fixing the dishwasher and all you’re offering is some lousy handjob?” I retorted.

Ruth looked at my wife disapprovingly. “You didn’t tell me it was a *dishwasher*. That’s worth a blowie.”

Last night’s adventure with my 38[M] wife 37[F]…

Lately, I’ve been letting my wife be the one to initiate things, since she has had a lot of painful back issues… well, last night…

I drifted off next to her around the usual time; we were separated by the pillows she puts against her back. A couple of hours later, she was still awake. I vaguely felt the pillows moving out from between us, replaced by her warm, sexy ass up against me.

I started to wake up and let my hands begin to roam over her body…starting from her soft tits and her firm nipples, sliding down her smooth stomach, grabbing a handful of her ass. I let my dick spring out of the fly in my boxers, rubbing against her warm, wet slit through her panties.

As I continued to wake up, I realized I needed to use the restroom before we went any further… it took a couple of minutes due to… well, the geometry of the situation with my hardening cock…

Bernadette the Warehouse Slut: Part 1

Bernadette is a 33 yr old knockout who works at one of the largest Amazon Fulfillment Warehouses in the United States. She has large, perky tits on a thick frame and her skin is the color of caramel. She is half Filipino, half Irish, but is 100% slut and her poor husband, Mike, can barely keep up with her.

Mike first met his wife at a funeral home. He went looking for a restroom and accidentally stumbled upon Bernadette on all fours with an older gentleman’s cock in her mouth. She had her skirt hiked up around her waist and two fingers plunging in and out of her soaking wet pussy. Mike’s pants began to grow tighter and he watched this goddess choke, inhale, and dominate the cock in front of her. She saw him out of the corner of her eye, and popped the cock out of her mouth long enough to say “Mount up”. The fingers that had been assaulting her pussy were now spreading her opening as far as it could possibly be spread. Mike whipped his cock out and was inside her in seconds. Mike later found out that the cock she had in her mouth had belonged to her boss. He didn’t appreciate sharing Bernadette, so after he came down her throat, he promptly fired her.

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Christmas Miracle

So, this time of Christmas reminds me of that one time in Colorado Springs when I had hot encounter with a military guy

I used to be a student at University of Colorado-Colorado Springs around 2013. This is around the time when Craigslist used to be go to place for some action, if you know what I mean. I used to post very often, refreshing same ads about wanting to bottom, giving bj, deepthroating, getting my ass ate………….. Most responses were from same people, but once in a while you did find some worthy ? and some hot guys who made it worth posting those ads. I always played safe and never did drugs even then.

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[MF] How I ended up regularly eating out my work wife – Part 2

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kk8zng/mf_how_i_ended_up_regularly_eating_out_my_work/)

After the evening at the pantry, I grew bolder and hungrier. It stopped about being close to her and more about enjoying her. I should let you know that I don’t actually do this with all the women I get close to. Again, she was different. I didn’t know whether at the time I’ve already wanted to sleep with her but it didn’t matter. What I wanted was to build the tension. I don’t know why. But there’s a certain thrill to work with someone you suspect to harbor sexual feelings for you. There’s a certain excitement explaining about a project while sitting so close that you can actually smell her perfume while your hands move between her lower back, her thigh, and her finger, depending on what you were doing.

I always make it a point to tell her she looks great, and she always does. After that night, I did through a whisper, and by whisper, I mean like really close to her ear that my nose often touched her hair or ears if she moved a bit.

[MF] my married teacher coworker has been flirting with me and opened up about her dead bedroom

As I’ve mentioned in other posts, I’m a high school teacher. I’ve talked about how another married coworker of mine has flirted with me…but this is someone entirely different. What can I say? I guess I have a type? Or maybe I just attract a certain type.

This coworker works at my school with her husband. I met her husband on my first day, and instantly knew I didn’t like him. He’s fat, loud, obnoxious, and thinks he is hilarious. He’s the kind of guy that makes jokes during staff meetings and sends an unnecessary amount of all staff emails.

I met his wife a few days later (we are members of the same committee at our school), and she was not what I was expected. She’s petite and blonde, witty, sarcastic, and a bit intense. I’ll be honest, I was a little intimidated by her at first, especially because she has a reputation for not taking shit from anyone, but as we talked and joked around, we found that we had a natural ease to our conversations.

[MF] How to Properly be Woken Up by a Blowjob

**How to Properly be Woken Up by a Blowjob**

It’s every man’s fantasy, isn’t it? Being woken up by a blowjob? Maybe you’re one of the lucky ones, and someone has done this for you. You wake up and look down, and there’s your wife or girlfriend bobbing up and down on your junk, doing her best to bring you off. “This is the life,” you think. “It couldn’t get better than this.”

I’m here to tell you that you’re wrong. It *can* get better than that. First of all, the entire premise is a mistake. You don’t want to be *woken up* by a blowjob. In fact, done properly, you shouldn’t be awake for much of it at all.

This is how it works in my house:

First, my wife’s phone vibrates from where it’s hidden under her pillow. It’s early. Five AM. She set the alarm last night without telling me, because she likes it to be a surprise. Ever so slowly, she rolls over and skootches down under the covers. Making as little noise and jostling me and the bed as little as possible, she finds my sleeping cock and slowly sucks the whole thing into her mouth. Then she eases her head down until she’s resting in my lap and goes back to sleep.