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Being his dirty whore, again

After two years of my marriage, I went to visit my family, and became a dirty whore, again.
My name is Ashley, I’m twenty seven years old, and five years ago I got married. This story is about the dirty things I had done in my past. I couldn’t stop myself and continued doing these things even after my marriage.

First time after the marriage, I came back to my house to spend some time with my family. I was meeting my family after a long time so everyone was really excited to see me. My mom gave me a warm welcome hug and my dad kissed me on my forehead. My best friend, Ross, was there, too, to welcome me. He hugged me but just to feel my big boobs pressing against his chest.

“Ashley, so good to see you,” Ross said but I knew he was just pretending to be happy.

Since the moment I'd entered in the house, Ross didn’t take off his eyes from me. He was standing near the couch, and while I was talking to Mom and Dad, he was staring at my cleavage. After giving birth to my daughter my boobs have grown a lot. Now my size was 36D, and I loved feeling them all the time.

Ross and I had a dirty past. We had some dirty things going on between us, but after I got married, everything stopped between us. I never even talked to him on phone, but yes I missed him sometimes. I missed the things he always did with me.

“And how is John?” Dad asked about my husband, while Mom brought me my favorite cookies and tea.

“He is good, thinking about launching his own company,” I said.

We talked a little more, and Ross just stood there staring at me. We were really close to each other, emotionally and sexually. As I didn’t pay any attention to Ross, he went to his room. A year ago when Ross’s parents died he moved in to live with my parents. Apart from his mom and dad, Ross had no family so it was good for him and my parents to live together and take care of each other. Ross was my best friend and that’s why he was so close to my parents, too.

“Where are you going?” Mom asked Ross, but he didn’t care to reply.

“What happened to him?” I knew what happened to him, but still I asked.

“Don’t worry, he is always like this,” Dad replied. “Since his parents died he doesn’t talk much. Now you are here, I hope he will feel good.”

The death of his parents could be a reason, but I was pretty sure that the reason was something else. Something that I couldn’t share with anyone in the world.

“Honey, you go and get freshened up. I have cleaned your room,” Mom said.

I grabbed my bags, and went to my room. I unpacked my things, and then took a shower. I was tired after a long journey, so after the shower I fell asleep in my bathrobe. It was around 5 P.M when I woke up. I kept lying in the bed, and thinking about Ross.

I got out of the bed, and went to my closet to settle my things in there, and pick out something comfortable to wear. Suddenly the door of my room opened, and Ross came in. I didn’t say a word, but just kept looking at him. He came near me, and before I could say something, he pushed me against the wall.

“Ross, what are you doing? Leave me alone,” I said, as I felt his hand on my boobs. “Are you crazy? Someone would come in,” I said, trying to push him away.

“Your mom and dad are out for some shopping, and won’t be home before 8pm,” Ross said, and I felt a little relaxed knowing that.

“Now you tell me, why didn’t you call me? Why didn’t you come to meet me?” Ross started asking questions.

“Ross, I’m married now,” I said.

“So what? You don’t want me anymore? Or is your husband too good at fucking you?” Ross started talking as dirty as he was. For a second I loved to hear him talk like this to me, but then I realized that time had changed.

“Ross, get your hands off of me,” I said.

“Tell me you didn’t miss my cock, you didn’t miss me fucking your ass.” Ross was talking, and I was thinking about all the things he had done with me.

“Ross, please.” I tried to avoid him, but his hands had started playing with my boobs through my bathrobe.

“You don’t know how much I missed you, how many times I had masturbated over your pictures,” Ross said, mentioning that he still had some of my naked pictures.

“Ross, no, we shouldn’t do it anymore.” I tried to avoid him even though I wanted him badly.

“Why, what’s the problem?” Ross said, moving his hands all over my breasts.

Ross was standing really close to me, and I was expecting him to kiss me anytime soon. The more his hands were exploring my body through my bathrobe, the less I was avoiding him. He was turning me on, and I was losing control over my desires.

He teased me so much, reminding me about the things we had done in the past. I wrapped my hand around his neck, and I kissed him. I kissed him passionately and for a minute all the images of him fucking me in doggy style in my bedroom when Mom and Dad were gone to attend a wedding flashed in front of my eyes. I remembered the time when the first time we tried Anal. I was nineteen at that time and he was six months older than me.

“Tell me you missed me, tell me you missed my cock.” Ross wanted me to confess my feelings.

“Yes, I missed you, I missed your big fucking cock, I missed the taste of your cum.” I finally gave up, and confessed my feelings.

We kept kissing, and Ross’s hands found their way inside my bathrobe. He touched my bare breasts, and soon he took off my bathrobe. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and seeing me with no panties, Ross went on his knees.

“I missed your pussy, Ashley,” Ross said, and I felt his lips on my pussy.

Ross started licking my pussy, which had become so wet. My hands were on Ross’s head trying to pull him more onto my pussy. He was moving his tongue all over my pussy, and teasing me by rubbing my clit.

“Oh fuck, Ross, I missed you,” I said. “Lick my pussy, Ross, lick my pussy.” I moaned.

Ross kept eating my pussy for a while, and then he got up. As soon as he got up, I took off his t-shirt, and pushed him on my bed. I started undoing his pants. I was getting horny by the thought of having his cock in my mouth again after such a long time.

I took off his pants and underwear. His cock was hard waiting for me to play with it. I grabbed his cock.

“Hmm… I missed your cock so much, Ross,” I said as I sucked his cock.

“Oh yes, suck me more please,” Ross begged me as I teased him moving my tongue over his cock head. I tasted some pre cum.

We didn’t talk for a couple of minutes, and I just sucked his cock really good. I showed him how much I missed his cock. I spat on his cock, stroked it, squeezed it, and caressed his balls.

“Oh fuck, Ashley, you are going to make me cum.” Ross kept moaning, and warning me that he was closer to orgasm.

I didn’t stop… actually I couldn’t stop myself. I was so horny and excited that I just couldn’t take out his cock from my mouth. Wrapping my lips tightly around his cock, I kept stroking his cock till he finally came inside my mouth.

“Fuck,” I heard Ross groaning. He pushed my head more onto his cock to fill my throat with his thick cum.

I looked at him, and he watched me swallowing his cum. I cleaned the rest of the cum from his cock, and sucked him more.

“You are the best,” Ross said.

“Best? Did you fuck some other girls in my absence,” I asked.

“A couple of girls, but no was as hot, slutty and horny like you are,” Ross said.

“And you are the dirtiest man I have ever known,” I replied, “You want my pussy even after my marriage. I had decided not to start things again, but fuck you and your nice big cock,” I said, and lay down next to him.

“Are you happy with your husband?” Ross asked.

“You mean sexually?” I asked.

“Yes,” he replied.

“He is good, but he treats me like a princess,” I said.

“Hmm… that is a big problem, because you are not a princess, you are a dirty whore,” Ross said, as he knew who I was in real.

“Well you know me better,” I said laughing.

“Don’t worry, I will treat you like a whore,” he said, and he came over me.

“You are a whore, aren’t you?” Ross and I loved talking dirty to each other.

“I’m your whore,” I said, and after giving me a smile, Ross moved down to suck on my boobs.

“Hmm… Ross, suck my boobs,” I moaned.

“Your breast tastes so good now,” Ross said.

“Because I have became a mom now,” I replied.

“Yeah, and they have grown a lot,” Ross said grabbing and squeezing my both boobs.

After sucking my boobs for a while and biting on my nipples, Ross went down on my pussy. He inserted two fingers inside me, and fingered me really fast and hard. He took no time in making me cum. I arched back with a nice orgasm. My body was shivering, and I was moaning loud.

“You like that?” Ross asked.

“I fucking love that,” I replied.

Ross rubbed his wet fingers on my lips, and I sucked his fingers tasting my own cum. He picked his pants up from the floor and took out his phone. He started clicking my pictures.

“You still need my pictures?” I asked.

“I want some new pictures to masturbate to you when you would be gone,” he said.

Ross clicked some close-up pictures of my wet pussy. He put down the phone and came over to me. We were kissing again. I could feel his cock getting hard again, as it was rubbing against my body.

“Your cock is hard again,” I whispered. “You ready to fuck your whore?” 

“I’m gonna fuck you really hard,” Ross said, and he bent me over. Ross acted a little rough with me. He grabbed me tightly and called me his whore.

I moved a couple of pillows under my head, and he grabbed me by my ass. He first felt my fine ass, teased me by touching my ass hole, and then gave me a couple of hard spanks.

“Ah,” I moaned. “Spank me more, Ross.” 

Ross pushed his cock inside my pussy, and I closed my eyes feeling his cock in my wet hole.

“You dirty whore, I’m gonna fuck you hard,” Ross said, and I started moving my ass back and forth on his cock.

Ross grabbed my hair, and spanked me more. After such a long time, I was getting fucked the way I had always liked. My marriage was an arranged marriage, and I didn’t know my husband very well, so I couldn’t be able to share my sexual desires and fantasies with him, but Ross knew everything about me. He knew how much I liked getting spanked. He knew that I liked it rough and hard.

“Fuck, you are still so tight,” Ross said, fucking my pussy.

“Make me cum, Ross, make me cum,” I moaned.

Ross pulled out his cock, and he flipped me over onto my back. He took my legs over his shoulders, and leaned over me, pushing his cock deep inside me.

“Fuck yah, Ross, that feels so good,” I moaned.

Ross fucked me hard, and he made me cum again. He was still fucking me hard, and I was waiting for him to cum all over my flat stomach. I played with my boobs and talked dirty to him.

“Ah fuck,” Ross moaned, and he pulled out his cock.

Ross shot his cum all over my stomach. I got some cum on my boobs too. I rubbed the cum all over my belly, and nipples.

“Oh fuck, I wanted to cum in your mouth but couldn’t hold it,” Ross said falling on the bed next to me.

“Its okay, you can shoot your cum in my mouth tonight,” I said telling him to sneak into my room tonight and fuck me again. “Mom and Dad will be home soon,” I said, getting out of the bed.

Ross kept lying in the bed. I quickly put on my bathrobe again.

“Come on, put on your clothes,” I said.

“Okay, okay, you are always scared,” Ross said, and he put on his clothes.

“I should be more scared now. I’m a married woman now,” I said.

“And that excites me more that I’m fucking someone else’s wife,” Ross said.

“Don’t fuck me thinking you are fucking someone else’s wife. Fuck me like you are fucking your whore because I want to be your dirty whore again,” I said as I moved closer to him and grabbed his cock.

“Fuck you are getting horny again, I should really put on my clothes and leave,” Ross said laughing.

“Shut up,” I said but Ross again pulled me closer to him and kissed me.

He left the room and I took a quick shower again. In the evening Mom prepared a nice dinner for me and we all enjoyed it. We talked more about each other’s life over the dinner and then we headed to our bedrooms. Ross and I smiled looking at each other, we were thinking about the things we would be doing tonight.

I came to my bedroom and started waiting for Ross to come and fuck me. One and half hour passed and then I heard someone knocking on the windowpane, I turned on the lights and felt relaxed to see Ross.

“What are you doing outside?” I asked opening the window.

“Turn off the lights of your room and come with me,” Ross said.

I tried to question him about what was in his mind, but he just asked me to come with him. I did as he told me and came out of my bedroom through the window. Ross grabbed my hand and took me to the guest house, which was about 100 meters away from our house.

“Why are we going to the guest house?” I asked.

“I want to fuck your ass and hear you moan louder,” Ross said and I didn’t ask anything else. I just got fucking horny to hear his intentions.

Ross had the key of the guesthouse, he opened the main door and we got in. It was dark and Ross guided me to the bedroom, we turned on the night lamps, and pulled down all the curtains. Now we were standing in front of each other in the bedroom near the bed. Ross started taking off his clothes, I also took off my nightdress and bit my lips looking at his semi hard cock.

I ran to him and jumped on him. We kissed and Ross took me to the bed. We fell in the bed and started feeling each other. I grabbed his cock and it had become fully hard.

“In my ass, now,” I moaned.

Ross wanted to kiss me a little more. He squeezed my boobs and kissed all over my neck.

“You are so hot,” Ross moaned.

“Fuck me in my ass, Ross,” I begged, “I’m your dirty whore, fuck my ass. Fuck me so good and hard that I don’t miss my husband.”

My dirty words showed their power and Ross grabbed me tightly. He flipped me over my stomach and made me bend over the bed. He came behind me and his cock touched my ass.

“You fucking dirty whore, I’m going to fuck your beautiful huge ass and I want you moan my name loud,” Ross said as spread my ass cheeks and I felt his cock pushing against my asshole. His cock penetrated my tight asshole and soon Ross pushed his cock all the way down in my ass.

Ross waited a minute and then started fucking me. He spanked my ass and pulled my hair. As Ross wanted, I did moan loud and begged him to fuck me good and hard.

“Yes, yes, harder,” I was moaning louder and Ross was fucking me like a machine.

“Oh fuck, your ass always makes me cum faster,” Ross said telling me that he was near to cum.

“In my mouth, I want your cum in my mouth,” I screamed.

“You want to swallow my cum, you big dirty whore?” Ross said as he pulled out his cock.

“Yes, give it to me,” I said and wrapped my lips around his cock.

“Oh shit…” Ross filled my mouth with his cum and I swallowed it all.

“Does your husband fuck your ass?” Ross asked as I lay down next to him.

“Just once, he doesn’t like it much,” I said. “But I got you now.”

“Yeah, I will always fuck the beautiful ass of my beautiful whore,” Ross said.

“Dirty whore, I’m your dirty whore,” I corrected him.

“Right,” Ross agreed.

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