Matthew Woodward
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Forgetting About Her (High-Res Version)
🕑 Added 2022-11-06 02:35:39 +0000 UTCIn the early days of Matthew becoming independent, life was going pretty well for him. After saving up money and maintaining his well-paid job for a while, he decided to go on his own and move out to finally give his parents freedom. Ideally, he wanted to rent a place with his girlfriend, Bertha, but she still lived with her own family and wasn't financially stable enough to be staying in her own home yet. So he did the next best thing: get a roommate.
Matthew came across a site called 'SpareRoom.com', where he thankfully found a woman named Shima — a sabertooth tiger in who was forty one. She had a guest room that was NEVER used, plus her daughter had moved out the year prior, which meant even MORE empty rooms; that one however remained untouched for whenever she came to visit. After some time of chatting with Shima, he accepted the offer to move in on the availability date. She was a lovely woman who worked as a mechanic at her own garage, and she seemed to like Matthew, too, since she reserved the room for him.
His life we going rather well; however, after a few months of living with Shima, things were about to change...
One day after getting off a late-night shift of work, he received a sudden text from his friend, Troy as he just got in his car.
Troy: Yo, are you and Bertha still together?
Matthew: Yeah we still are, how come?
Troy: Oh shit...I hate to tell you this man, but...
Soon after, an image popped up on his screen, and what he saw made his heart sink — it was Bertha with another guy at the night club, and they were both making out in the corner. He could clearly see it was her — a female wolf with the exact same fur colour and patterns he saw all the time.
Matthew: No...Are you sure?
Troy: Yup, 100% her.
His heart started pounding in his chest; he hoped that the wolf in the picture was just another woman who looked similar to Bertha. He wanted to be sure before taking action.
Matthew: Is she still there?
Troy: Yeah, still looking at her in clear sight.
Matthew: Can you keep an eye on her? I'm gonna call her real quick.
Troy: Of course
Matthew: Lemme know if she picks up her phone
Matthew then went onto his list of contacts and clicked on his girlfriend's name, wasting no time to call her.
*Ring ring...ring ring...ring ring...*
"Hey, babe! How's work?!" Asked Bertha, loud music clearly playing in the background with the bass alone almost deafening her voice.
"I-it was okay, thanks; just got off. How's your night?"
"Great! I was just on the dance floor with the girls." she responded, the music now noticeably getting quieter.
Then soon after her saying that, Matthew received another text notification.
Troy: She picked up her phone and just walked off
He was furious. At this point, he stopped pretending like nothing was going on — he was justified now.
"You're lying, aren't you?"
"...What?"
"You're weren't with the girls. You were with another guy."
"Matthew, what are you talking about?"
"Don't FUCKING talk to me like I'm crazy! Explain to me why I just got a picture sent to me of YOU devouring some guy's face?!"
"Wh...what the fuck?!"
"So you admit it! What, were you planning on fucking his brains out, too?!"
"Matthew, I haven't done anythi—"
"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE ACT DUMB TO ME!!! I loved you — I TRUSTED you!"
"Baby, please — I SWEAR I've just been with—"
"NO! STOP! I'm done! Delete this number — I'm DONE with you, and I NEVER wanna see you again, you LYING, CHEATING PIECE OF SHIT!"
"Matthew, wait—!"
Her voice was then cut off by the beep on Matthew's phone after he clicked on 'end call'. He immediately blocked her and deleted the number off his contacts, never to be seen again. As much as he was enraged, even though he had rid himself of an unfaithful person, he DID spend a year of his life with her — he thought he had found the one, only to be betrayed by her. Every part of his body was boiling from head-to-toe; however, that anger soon turned to sadness as tears started forming in his eyes. He put his phone down for a moment and just let the pain flow, his tears now rushing down his face as he rested his head on the steering wheel. He was heartbroken.
When he made it home, he walked through the front door and saw Shima was watching a movie on the couch.
"Hello, dearie! How was work?"
But he didn't answer. He just went straight upstairs.
"Math? Math, are you okay?"
All she heard was the slamming of his bedroom door. She knew he was clearly upset and wanted some space, but she couldn't let him be alone in his room — she wanted to help out in some way. After a few minutes, she got up from the couch, made her way up to his room, and opened the door slowly. From the little gap that opened up, she could see him curled up on his bed, a sniffle coming from him.
"Matthew? Sweetie, what's the matter?" she opened up the door fully, walking in and sitting at the bottom of his bed.
"Please, just leave me alone...I don't want you to see my like this, Shima..."
"I know you don't, but I wanna help, though. It's better to talk about these things instead of keeping them locked away."
After a brief moment of thought, he then sat up, keeping his eyes down so he didn't have to look at her, somewhat embarrassed.
"It's okay, hun...you can trust me."
"...I caught Bertha cheating on me. My friend sent me a pic of her kissing some other guy at the club after I got off from work. I'm so pissed off, Shima — I thought she was the one. I thought after a year of being together, loving each other so much, that we'd be inseparable; but she went ahead and betrayed me."
"Oh, Matthew...I'm so sorry..."
Soon after he stopped talking, tears began streaming once again.
"After I got off the phone with her, I started questioning myself: what did I do wrong? What made her wanna kiss another guy behind my back, when I've given nothing but LOVE to her? Was I not enough? Just as I thought I was considered attractive to girls after all these years of being single. And...and now I'm thinking I'm not enough for anyone..."
"Aww, sweetheart..."
After the wolf spoke his mind, Shima immediately pulled him into a tight hug, stroking his fluffy mane to comfort him.
"It's okay...I've been in your footsteps before, hun. I know what it's like, when someone who you thought was the love of your life cheats on you with someone else. I know it's awful, thinking it was your fault she did it; but in reality, there are a lot of people like her — ones who don't care and just wanna sleep around for no reason, despite already being with someone. This isn't your fault, dearie; it's HERS. You're amazing."
After listening to the sabertooth speak, he brought his head up from her shoulder and looked up at her, sniffling before saying anything else.
"Th-thank you, Shima...but if it's okay with you, I think I wanna try and get some sleep. I'm really tired after all that."
"I understand, sweetie. If you ever want some more company, though, you know where I am; just lemme know and I'll come up."
"Okay...thank you again."
"Of course, Matthew. Try to get some sleep," she said before closing his bedroom door, leaving him to rest in private.
Once she left, he undressed and turned on his TV, going straight to YouTube and putting on some white noise ASMR, to help calm him down as he got comfy under the blanket. It didn't take long for him to start feeling drowsy, falling into a deep slumber after about five minutes.
*One week later...*
After a week of processing the breakup, Matthew was still down in the slumps about it all. He thought a lot about what Shima said the night he came home, about how there were tons of people out there just like Bertha. That night had made him grow sour over relationships in general, to the point where he'd given up on them. He thought he might as well just stay single, so he'd be free to do whatever he wants and not run the risk of getting his heart broken again by another person. He was done finding that special someone, at least for a long while. The day after the breakup, Bertha showed up at the house while Matthew was still asleep, and Shima told her to, "fuck off," before slamming the door on her; she wasn't having any of her bullshit, and they haven't heard from her ever since.
On the Saturday evening, Shima saw Matthew was on the couch watching a movie, which lit up her face a bit.
"Oh, someone's out of their room now! Are you feeling okay?" She asked the wolf.
"Eh...not really," he admitted, "I still feel like shit; I just...can't get her out of my fucking head..."
"Aww, sweetie..." she sat down beside Matthew, embracing him with a warm hug. "I know it sucks, hun, but you just gotta move on; keeping your mind focused on it all will just make everything worse. Whoever manages to get ahold of you in the future will be a VERY lucky woman, I'm sure of it."
"I don't think that's gonna happen anytime soon," the wolf doubted.
"Well, you never know, sugar. She might just be around the corner."
"I mean, who's gonna want me? I thought I found a girl who loved me for who I was and didn't need anyone else. But I guess I was wrong to think that..."
A moment of silence was shared between them. Shima had a thought on her mind of what to do, but wasn't sure if it was the right time to do it; however, her desires were quickly starting to cloud her morals — she'd been waiting for TOO long.
"Well..." she slowly ran her hand down his back, "I might just have to snatch you up before anyone else comes along~"
"Huh?" He asked, confused with her comment.
"Matthew, there's something I should tell you. I thought now would be a good time."
"Okay...?"
"Ever since we started talking on that site — since you moved in — I've grown to like you...a LOT. You're such a sweet young man, and you're incredibly fun to chat with! But also...I've always found you...kinda cute...okay, fuck it — kinda HOT."
"O-oh...oh my..."
"I was always jealous of that girl of yours, the things she'd be able to do with you: cuddle with you, kiss you...touch you...I've honestly heard you sometimes doing things with her when I walk past your room, and it just drove me CRAZY, knowing how long it's been since I last had a man with me..."
She watched the wolf's cheeks flush pink as she confessed her feelings towards him, his jaw dropping just a little out of shock; she found it all incredibly cute, and it just fuelled her hunger even MORE.
"God...I'm very flattered, heh..."
"But since you're single now..." she scooted a little closer to him, placing a hand on his thigh, "I thought I could help you out~"
"O-oh...Shima..."
Not hearing a, "stop" from the wolf's mouth, Shima continued to let her hand slide up his inner thigh before going for his crotch with anticipation. She could feel the swelling of his genitals from outside his jeans, knowing he was clearly enjoying the moment they shared together.
"I'm not hearing a no," said the sabertooth. "You can tell me to stop anytime, y'know..."
"N-no," the wolf shyly let out, his face as red as a tomato, "please...don't..."
"Mmm...I was hoping you'd say that, dear~"
Shima leaned in just a bit, not reminding him he doesn't HAVE to do this, but he pushes himself into her, their lips locking together. With his acceptance, she let out a lustful hum and leaned forward even more, causing the wolf to fall onto his back with her, their lips still connected. The pair closed their eyes as they enjoyed the intimate moment, meanwhile Shima continued to caress the young wolf's ever-growing bulge. While their kissing commenced, Matthew could feel something else happening down below after she stopped massaging, but immediately knew what it was without even looking; she was unbuttoning his jeans, pulling them down a bit along with his boxers, the now-erect member springing out once the waistband was pulled over it. She broke away from the kiss all of a sudden to get a better look at the meat he had packing down there, and the smile on her face made him melt.
"Oh my, Matthew...just how I pictured it in my head~"
"I-Is that a good thing, or...?"
"Oh, it's VERY much a good thing, sweetie. Nice n' big...and juicy~"
While their lips were separated from each other, Shima took the time to remove the loose t-shirt she was wearing. To Matthew's surprise however, there was no bra underneath; he realised at the last moment once he saw her underboob show as her top was halfway off. Once pulled off entirely, the only significant reactions he showed were his jaw dropping and his cock twitching at the sight of her busty feline breasts.
"Hehe, like what you see, cutie?"
"Y-yes," the wolf admitted, "very much."
"Good, 'cuz they're gonna be in your face for the rest of the night~"
She leaned back into the kiss, pressing the back of his head against the arm of the couch. He felt her tongue push past his teeth and into his own muzzle, bringing his own organ into a dance as he moaned quietly into the French kiss. Meanwhile, Shima's hand wrapped itself around the wolf's boner, stroking it ever so slowly as pre began to leak out of his tip excitedly; however, the French kiss was short lived as she broke away from it, then focusing her attention on his genitals. She kissed his neck and then his chest, all the way down his body until reaching her final destination, quickly getting rid of his jeans entirely and letting them drop to the floor before moving onto what she had her eyes on. Once she was up in front of his erection, she brought her head down lower and began smooching his fuzzy balls, sucking one into her mouth teasingly before giving the same amount of attention to the other. She kissed her way up his rock-hard shaft until reaching the tip, her tongue swirling around it slowly as she listened to the sweet, gentle moans of the young wolf. It wasn't long after that she took the head of his cock in between her large fangs, causing a few words to escape his maw.
"O-oh my god..." moaned the wolf, his eyes closing as Shima made his shaft disappear.
She slowly wiggled her head down his rod, forcing it deeper into her maw while a groan left Matthew's muzzle out of pure pleasure. After a moment of letting him settle in, she brought her head up again, though not for long; she lowered it once more soon afterwards, repeating the motion again, and again, all while her tongue was lathering up his bare flesh with saliva. Each bob of her head forced a moan out of Matthew, only encouraging Shima to do it even more. She wanted to keep going — she enjoyed the taste so much, but she didn't want to set him off too soon; she had other plans...
The sabertooth freed Matthew of her fanged maw, but she was FAR from done with him; she wanted to keep him nice and snug in a place MUCH warmer than her mouth. Shima stood up from the couch for a brief moment, wasting no time to pull down her shorts, along with her soaked panties, and kicking them aside before climbing back on top of the young wolf; Matthew also removed his v-neck and tossed it over the back of the couch. She straddled his legs, scanning his muscular body with a hungry-looking expression on her face. Matthew stared into her gorgeous, purple eyes and got lost in the moment, feeling the heat from her lower regions radiating onto his cock.
"S-Shima, I—"
"Shhhhh," the feline insisted.
The mature feline slowly dragged her fingers through his toned abs, all the way down to his groin. Once reaching there, she softly grasped his dick in her hand and lined it up to her heated entrance, rubbing his tip against her folds teasingly as she watched his cute reaction to the feeling.
"Just relax, sweetie," Shima ordered, "I'll make you forget all about her~"
Shortly after, he watched as she leaned back a little, then feeling his tip enter her hot pussy, causing yet another moan to escape his mouth.
"Oh fuck..."
"Mmph — h-holy shit, Matthew...you feel amazing~"
The pleasure multiplied as she sunk his cock deeper into her vagina, the warm, soaking flesh welcoming the shaft with a tight hug; she didn't stop until he was balls-deep inside her, causing him to squirm cutely underneath her. Shima noticed how his hands were just laying there beside him; she could see he had a somewhat reluctant look on his face as his eyes focused on her breasts, knowing exactly what he desired.
"Go on, sugar," she grabbed hold of his hand, guiding it up to her own chest, "don't be shy~"
With her permission, he grabbed hold of one of her large breasts, squeezing it softly as she began to rock her hips on top of him, all while he remained balls-deep in her pussy. After some moments, she raised herself to the point where his head was the only part of him still inside, until plummeting back down, repeating the motion over and over again slowly, admiring the sexy expressions he made down below. After feeling her boobs for a little while, he moved his attention to her hips, resting both his hands on them as he thrusted along to her rhythm, though sometimes he occasionally gave her ass a squeeze, which she most certainly liked. Gradually, she increased the speed overtime to the point where she was bouncing, her lumps jiggling in front of his face as the slapping of their hips echoed throughout the house. Matthew then moved his attention to Shima's face, who was looking back down at him; it was a sight he never thought of seeing before, but glad he got to. Her purple eyes that matched perfectly with her wavy, white hair, her grey eyelids half closed as she moaned lustfully from the pleasure of his cock — every little detail about her was incredible. All his stress from the past week had suddenly disappeared; there was only one woman he was thinking of now, and that woman was Shima. As much as he loved the moment he was sharing with her, he realised it was about to get even better as he felt a tingle in his balls.
"Ahh, S-Shima...I'm...I'm gonna..."
"Oh, yes, baby — do it...gimme a hot load..."
"But...aren't you gonna get—?"
"It's okay — it's safe...give it to me~"
Without warning, Shima leaned forward, her face closer to his, and began to bounce on his cock at a significantly-faster pace. The wolf's moans grew louder and more frequent, all the while his muscles were beginning to tighten up all over his body, including his grip around her ass. She watched his eyes roll to the back of his head out of pure bliss as he instinctively thrusted upwards.
"AHH FUCK!!!"
Once he let out a howling, passionate moan, his cock simultaneously blew a hot load deep into the sabertooth's pussy, flooding her insides with the thick, creamy substance. She continued to ride while he busted his nut, but much more slower than the moment prior to his orgasm, milking every last drop out of his schlong as his grip loosened around her. Once done, she sunk herself all the way down until he was balls deep inside her one last time, causing another twitch in his shaft from the pleasurable sensation. She brought him into a deep kiss once again, humming satisfyingly into his mouth while their tongues swirled around each other. After a few moments of more TLC (Tender Loving Care), she pulled away and let his dick slide out of her, resting herself by his side on the couch.
The echoes of moans throughout the house were now replaced by the heavy breathing of the exhausted pair. All they could smell was the juice and fluid leaking from Shima, along with what was coated on Matthew's cock, but they didn't care; they were both happy and relaxed, and nothing was going to change their mood at that point.
"So...you still got her on your mind?"
"Who?" he quickly responded with a smile, knowing what she meant.
"That's my boy~" she pecked Matthew's cheek before laying her head on his chest, meanwhile her hands remained exploring his body, mainly his abs.
The two were both relieved; Shima for not having sex for so long, and Matthew for finding someone else who seemed to care for him more than his ex. Perhaps Bertha still DID care, to some extent, but clearly not enough to stop her from kissing someone else. And as a result, she lost someone who truly cared for HER, and he's found someone else who DOES.
Well, sucks to be her.
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SPICY pic by the lovely Jailbird!
Shima, that gorgeous toof with me, belongs to ShimaSonoma from Twitter!
