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I haven't told my hubby anything about Goran cuz I wanted to surprise him with a naughty selfie from our time together.

I took the selfie specifically for my hubby and I'm waiting for the right moment to send it to him.

He's heading to football soon, and I'll send him this picture when they sit down for a drink together... I think I'm the queen of naughtiness, and I can't wait for him to tell me how he felt...

That's the least I can do for my good hubby who supports me in everything I want, right?

P.S. I want more of this cum as soon as possible!

😈🍆

I finally did something I wanted for a long time...

I fucked Goran, my husband's friend with whom he plays football once a week.

They have known each other for a long time and often, after football, they go out for a drink. I always wanted to sleep with someone from that team, and Goran had always been attractive to me.

I liked the idea of sleeping with him because he sees my husband every week, and I'm sure that when they're alone, they would talk about me, which I love very much. I love to feel desirable.

I felt too awkward to reach out to Goran because it might have seemed strange, but it turned out we met at a house party thrown by a mutual friend, and that's how it happened. It was very easy to seduce him, after a few drinks I called him alone and told him I wanted something from him.

I told him that my husband has nothing against me having sex with him and he didn't hesitate much before taking me to the toilet.

He gave me a couple of slaps as a foreplay and talked dirty about me being a slut while he fucked me. It was amazing...

Seeing him happy while I explore brings me so much joy...

Business trip ✔️

5 star hotel ✔️

Fuckable colleague ✔️

Husband approved ✔️

Who say married life is boring? 😈

Bow down and start! 🥰

I remember the first time he knelt down and kissed my shoes. It was a lovely moment in our relationship, and I felt like a goddess. I really needed that, as much as he did.

That day he came to my house (we didn’t live together then), and I was all dolled up in high heels and a mini skirt, waiting for him. He had been on a student excursion for a few days, and we were really excited.

As we sat down and start talking i was asking and teasing him about girls on that students meeting. He started kissing me and telling me that he doesn't look at any other girl then his goddess. He was kissing my neck, then slowly went down on chest, legs and knees... Then knelt down and looked up at my eyes and said something like "Please be my goddess, I will worship you every day" and went down to kiss my shoes.

I was speechless for a moment, but then I realized that I had a submissive pretty boy in my hands, and I could shape him to my needs...

There’s a lot todo. Get your tongue to work bitch 👠💁🏼‍♀️

My husband was doing all the house stuff and chores whole friday and I went out with my female friend for a few drinks 😊

Saturday morning he did my nails and ironing...

Later that day, his parents came by, and my mother-in-law noticed how tidy and sparkling the house was. She said that I am a really good and hardworking wife, and both my husband and I chuckled 😂

Well, ma'am, you coudn't imagine how good I am. I don't have to do anything or say anything and my house is spotless because i made your son my obedient dog 😈

The sluttiest text i have sent to my husband...He said he was amazed and aroused few days after that message...

I am his 😇 and he will get more text like this for sure.

"Netflix and chill" with other man while married?

Oh yes!

Hubby helped me prepare and drove me?

Oh yes yes!

Da li vaši momci/muževi gledaju sport?

Moj gleda, kada mu dozvolim... Nekad ga pustim da počne, a onda pošaljem po vino i na sve četiri... 😊😊😊

We have been together for five years and got married in 2019. Everything started when he admitted his fantasy of being submissive. One thing led to another, and I made sure he knows who is in charge and who makes the rules—me, of course 😈

The bigger bitch I am, the more submissive he become and eager to please me so I can do some things that most women can only dream about.

You Sacrifice Your Life for Your Family: Steve, Bucky, Peter.

(Inspired by^)

You stared at Thanos, shivering from the icy wind billowing around the mountain top. Blood dripped from your lip, and splattered over your side where your arm was tucked to give some semblance of support.

His eyes were like nothing you ever saw - soulless, determined, and utterly focused on this one goal. Another shiver ran through you. This time, it had nothing to do with the wind.

"You choose one to die," he said, speaking softly, "the others live."

Your eyes drifted over their faces. Steve, Bucky and Peter. The three most important people in your life; a brother, a partner, and an adopted son. Thanos chose well, you thought bitterly.

They were scattered in the snow, beaten and bloodied, held in place by the power of the stones. Their eyes searched for you, wide, panicked, fearful. You smiled, but it faded too quickly to be genuine.

"If..." you turned back to Thanos, determinedly avoiding the others, "what if I die? Do they all live?

Thanos cocked his head, curiosity glinting in his eyes. A chorus of protest rose immediately from her left, pleading and desperate struggling.

"Yes," Thanos said, and triumph burned in his voice; this was the outcome he wanted.

"Y/N, no!" Steve hissed, "don't you dare. I'll die, pick me!"

You finally faced them properly, smiling softly at your brother, answering him with a slight shake of the head. "No, Steve...this is how it has to be."

He opened his mouth to object again, but your arms wrapping around his torso cut him off. You almost laughed, still expecting to embrace a thinner frame, even after all this time. "Look after them, Stevie. Look after yourself."

His face was wet as you pulled away, but he forcefully nodded his head. You sighed, content in knowing he would honour that.

Bucky's whole body strained to free itself, fury slowly falling away to fear as he looked at you. "Doll, please...Y/N, don't leave us."

"Mo cridhe, this is the only way for you all to live," you said, stumbling forward to gently cup his face, "how can I choose between the three I love more than anything in this universe?"

He choked back a sob. "But, Y/N..."

You pressed a kiss to his lips, holding back tears of your own as thoughts and memories raced through your mind. Discreetly, you slipped your dogtags and the locket you kept with the precious pictures from the 30s, updated with a few from the present, into his pocket. You knew he would need them more than anyone.

Pulling back, you smiled. "What a life we've led, James, what a life..."

"Y/N...mum..." Peter whimpered, sniffing.

Quickly going to him, you enveloped him in a warm embrace. He nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, tearings flowing freely.

"My brave, brave boy. I'm so proud of you, Pete. So proud. You remember that, alright? I love you, I did this for all of you."

You kissed his forehead, accidentally smearing your blood over his cheek. He sobbed, head dropping.

"Be a good boy for Bucky, yeah? Listen to him and uncle Steve. Promise me?"

He nodded slowly, voice shaking. "I promise..."

"Good boy, you're a good kid," you said, pressing a hard, final goodbye kiss to his hair.

Drawing away from him took more energy than expected, and you staggered slightly, breathing heavily. You had stopped stemming the blood flow from your side, now the clock was reaching its end.

Thanos waited, patiently expectant, on the cliff edge. You huffed, rolling your shoulders, and walked steadily forward. But you paused, one last time, and looked back at your family.

"Remember how much I love you, all the good days we spent together, our glorious life..." you met Bucky's eyes, the man you called husband, and grinned the most radiantly he ever saw, "because it was glorious, wasn't it?"

You stepped off, and the clouds cradled you on your way to the end of your line. The smile you wore never wavered, neither did your resolve falter, thinking of golden days of youth and love, the laughter of the family you built ringing in your ears.

Their screams followed you all the way down, your name in their mouths the last thing you ever heard.