The Making of a Perfect Slut Pt. 03

The Making of a Perfect Slut Pt. 03

I finished the rest of the day more than calmly. Nothing else happened to me.

To tell the truth, after I had an orgasm from masturbating, everything became much easier and simpler. Examining the remaining men, looking at and touching some of their cocks… None of that seemed wrong to me anymore, and it no longer stirred the contradictory emotions that had risen inside my mind when I examined George. Yes, of course, I did not see another cock like his for the rest of the day, but some of them were a fairly decent size. I would even say they were large cocks for white guys and men. Still, I no longer got aroused and was able to finish the workday in peace.

Already on the way home on the marshrutka, I started turning over everything that had happened to me in the office during the examination of my neighbor, and what had happened after he left. I was very ashamed of it. I… I almost accused myself of infidelity, of thinking about another man, of thinking about another man’s cock and fantasizing about having sex with another man. Nothing like that had ever happened to me before, so this time… this time it hit my chest and my mind with a very sharp pain. I understood that… that I had mentally cheated on Dima, and it made me feel very bad. As bad as I had ever felt.

“I should probably tell him about this… tell him that I… that I thought about another man’s cock. Maybe after that I’ll feel better, especially if he understands that it was only a moment of weakness, that I never really thought and never will think about cheating on him with anyone. And also… maybe he’ll understand that it’s partly his fault too, because lately he barely gives me the attention I need… If everything between us were normal, I wouldn’t have had thoughts like that. I wouldn’t even have considered such things…”

On the bus I noticed a few looks from two guys around twenty sitting across from me. No, I was not wearing that short white skirt and the open jacket (to my relief), but apparently my black knee-length skirt and colorful blouse seemed no less attractive to them than my work uniform. I was also wearing tights, and I knew that many men, especially young guys, really like women in tights, so…

“Strange… everything feels so… so unfamiliar… Maybe this city…”

I found myself thinking that I had never noticed anyone looking at me that way before, never noticed anyone showing sexual interest in me. And now, after we had moved to this new city, I started noticing it almost at every turn. Even my son… even he does it, thinking about me…

“Damn, I think I’m getting aroused again…”

I was lucky that home was not that far, and that in ten minutes I was already walking into our living room. Otherwise… otherwise, from those two guys’ stares I… I was not sure my body would not have started the same reaction I had felt during the day, during George’s examination.

“I’m home,” I said loudly, so the family would know I was back.

Dima met me in the kitchen. His appearance did not promise me anything good tonight: he was just as slumped and tired as usual.

“How was work?”

“Not bad… Better than I expected,” I answered, deciding to put off the conversation about George until better times. “And how was your interview? Did they say anything?”

“Nothing yet… they said they’d think about it and call back. Same as always…”

“Don’t get upset, everything will be fine, I can feel it. I think they’ll call you this time. They will.”

“Yeah, I hope you’re right.”

“Have you had dinner already?”

“No, I was waiting for you.”

“Oh, good. Then I’ll just freshen up a little after work and put something on the table for us.”

“All right, love.”

After kissing my husband, I went to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable for home. After that I made dinner, and the three of us—me, my husband, and Pavel—sat down at the table.

“How’s school, Pasha?”

“Fine. The commute is a bit far, but otherwise it’s okay. I didn’t really study today, I was mostly running around with transfer papers, but it seems everything is in order and they’ll enroll me officially soon.”

“That’s great… I was afraid there might be some problems with it, but I’m glad it will all work out.”

“Yeah, I’m glad too. I don’t really like dealing with all that. How was work, Mom? Everything okay? How are the colleagues?”

“Well… it was all right, I guess… I… I thought it would be worse, but…”

“Is something wrong?”

“No, no, son, everything’s fine. I just… I don’t know, I guess I’m just tired. I haven’t worked in almost two weeks, so… I probably need to get used to waking up early again and being productive all day. Or maybe it’s age catching up.”

“That’s nonsense, Mom. Age is the last thing you should blame.”

“Yeah? Why?”

“Because you’re still young, Mom. Young and… and I doubt the tiredness has anything to do with that. Most likely, like you said, you just got out of the habit, that’s all. A little time, and everything will be like before.”

“Yes, I… I think so too. Thank you, Pasha.”

I looked away from my son, feeling my cheeks start to flush slightly.

“He thinks I’m young and… he probably wanted to add something like ‘beautiful’ or ‘sexy’… Ah, son… I never even thought that you…”

Pavel finished dinner first and went to his room. Dima and I sat a little longer, talking about the prospects of his future career and how quickly he might find a new job, and we talked a little about mine as well. After that we went to our bedroom too.

“Dim, do you… do you want to tonight… Um… Well, you know what I mean, honey…”

“Len, I… I’m not sure that…”

“Come on, Diiiim…” My hand reached for my husband’s cock, which I wanted to feel inside me as soon as possible. “I want it so much… Lately I’ve started wanting it much more often than before… You wouldn’t make your wife sit there aroused and unsatisfied, would you? It’s your duty as a husband to make me happy… You haven’t forgotten that, have you?”

“I haven’t forgotten, but… I don’t know, sweetheart… I just…”

“Let me help you a little, okay?”

Sliding into his underwear, I started trying to arouse my husband, stroking his cock with my fingers. I have to admit, this time the sight of my naked body (the only clothes I had on were a pair of black panties with a semi-transparent pattern) did not arouse Dima at all. I even thought that this was the end… that this was the end of our sex life. Because before, my body had always turned him on. Before, his cock would get hard right away when I hinted at sex, and now…

“Dima, you don’t want me, do you? You don’t want to have sex with me anymore?”

“Len, I…”

“You can tell me straight. You don’t have to hide it. I’m your wife. I’ll understand.”

“I don’t know, Len… I just… I want you, but I think… I think I’ve been too depressed lately, so I can’t… I can’t get properly aroused… I want you to be happy, I want to make you happy, but… but I can’t…”

“All right, Dim… If you can’t do it, then…”

I still did not give up trying to arouse my husband, and after about two minutes I managed to make his cock at least a little hard. I don’t even know how to convey how glad I was. I wanted sex so badly in that second that… that even a small chance of having it made me very happy.

“I want your cock in my mouth, honey… I want to do that again… Mmm…”

“Uuuh, Lena… I thought you never liked giving blowjobs…”

“Yeah, but… but right now I feel like… like I have to do it… Mmm…”

Shifting into a more comfortable position, I leaned closer to my husband’s cock to take it into my mouth. I don’t know why I wanted it so badly in that second, but I was almost going crazy from the desire to feel its warmth in my mouth. I simply needed it.

“Mmm… honey… It’s been so long since I last did this that… Mmm…”

Getting closer and closer to his cock, I became more and more aware of how small it was compared to the other cocks I had seen today, compared to our son’s cock, compared to George’s cock. It was quite small, and now it took so long to get hard.

“I feel like my son wants me much more than he does… Though it would be more accurate to say that it’s his son who wants me more than he does himself. I think Pasha gets aroused very often thinking about me. Just thinking, and if… if he saw me in lingerie, or without a bra at all… I’m sure his cock would get hard right away… Why doesn’t that work with Dima anymore, why is everything… everything the way it is…”

Leaning even lower, I finally touched my husband’s cock with my lips, touched the head. Almost immediately I felt incredibly pleasant sensations low in my belly and felt my arousal start to climb very quickly.

“Why… why am I getting so turned on by this? I never used to… I never used to do this for myself. I sucked his cock only to make him feel good, and now… now I feel how…”

“Mmfmfmfmfmfm,” I moaned contentedly, reaching my fingers down to my panties and starting to rub my pussy through the thin fabric.

Almost as soon as my husband’s cock was in my mouth, I started moving my lips along its length, taking it all the way in, my chin reaching his balls. Of course, if Dima’s cock had been large, I would not have been able to do that, but… at least in something his size had a plus. Though it was hardly something you could call a plus. I would have been much happier if his cock barely fit in my mouth, if I could wrap my lips only around the head, if only that would fit in my mouth. But those were only dreams, and in reality I had a small cock that fit in my mouth completely.

“Uuuuh! Oooh, Lena… Mmmmmmmm…”

“Mmfmfmfmf… mfmfmfm,” I moaned around his cock, not stopping my movements.

“Why… why does this feel so good today? Why do I feel so… so…”

“Mmafmfmfm…”

“I… I’m so aroused… Right now I’d want someone behind me to…”

My eyes were closed, and it did not take me long to picture George behind me, George with his cock fully ready. He was smiling contentedly, looking at my wide rounded hips, a lewd smile of a sexual maniac frozen on his face.

“I want to fuck you so badly, Elena… I want to put my cock in your tight little pussy so badly… Oh yesss, I want it so much. I haven’t had sex in so long, Doctor Maximova, so long… My cock and my testicles… they ache so much from abstinence, but today… today I’ll finally cum… cum right inside you, Elena, in your pussy… I’ll fill it with my seed, my thick seed. There will be so much of it, Elena, so much. There will be more of my cum than you have ever seen in your life. Mmmmmm… You can take my word for it, Elena, I only ever say what I’m completely sure of. Right now I’m sure I’ve stored up enough cum for a dozen women. But I… I’ll share it only with you, Elena, only with my new, and already beloved, neighbor.”

“Mmmfmfmfm… Mmfmfmfm… mfmfmfmfmf!”

“Oh, what… what’s happening to me? What am I thinking about? I… I… I shouldn’t think about things like… like this… I shouldn’t imagine another man fucking me, especially when I’m making love to my husband. I shouldn’t imagine George and his… and his cock… This is too wrong…”

“Mmfmfmfmf… Mmmfmfmfmfmf!.. Mmfmfm…”

I started touching myself more actively with my fingers, sliding them from side to side near my clit. From time to time I pushed two of them inside my pussy, trying to reach as far as I could, to push as deep into myself as possible. I was not doing it because I liked it. I was rather… I was rather imagining that it was… that it was George’s cock. Yes, my dark-skinned neighbor and his cock refused to leave my head and my imagination.

“You want to feel my cock inside you too, don’t you, neighbor? I know you want it, that you dream of it being inside you. Any woman would dream of that, heh-heh. Compared to your husband’s cock, my boy is simply gigantic. If you’ve only ever made love with this loser, I’m not surprised you reacted so sharply when you saw my cock. Poor Elena, you’ve never seen a real man’s cock. You’ve only seen this pathetic little pod that you’ve considered a cock your whole life. A real cock… a real cock should be much bigger than that. It should be the kind that makes a woman scream with pleasure when it goes into her pussy, that stretches her so much she can feel herself completely filled. That’s a real cock, sweetheart, and what your husband has… that… I don’t even know what to call it…”

“Mmmfmffmfmf… Mmfmfm! Mmmf!”

The words I attributed to my neighbor in my fantasies turned me on for real. Yes, I had already been quite heated before that, but now… now I was simply going out of my mind from what was happening. Everything between my legs was wet with juices. I felt an incredible heat inside, and all I wanted was for someone to fuck me properly, fuck me so that I came hard from the pleasure.

“Uuh! Sweetheart… Mmm… You’d… you’d better stop doing that with your mouth and… Uuuuh!”

“Mmfmfmfmfmf,” I made a few more thrusting movements with my head, then rose, licking my husband’s cock one last time. “Yes, you’re right, honey, I… I want you to fuck me so badly before you cum… I want to feel your cock inside me… Mmm…”

“You’ve become so… so lustful, Len… These last few days you… Mmm… You talk to me about sex every day, you want it every day.”

“Yes, honey, I want it… I want you to fuck me every single day, and better yet… better yet several times a day. I miss your cock so much when you’re not around… And I wait for night so much so that… so that we can do what we… Mmm…”

“Sorry I can’t… I can’t always satisfy your desires.”

“It’s all right, honey,” I whispered, climbing on top of Dima. “I understand that not everyone can love sex the same way, and that you maybe don’t love it nearly as much as I do. I… I adore sex, honey… I love it so much, I love it so much when we…”

I paused for a moment when the head of Dima’s cock touched my crotch. I was already so wet that I did not even need to think about warming each other up first. I paused more to savor that last second, that blissful second before penetration.

“Aaaaah!” I cried out quite loudly as I started to sit down on Dima’s cock. “Aaah! Mmmmmm… Aaah!”

“Quiet, sweetheart, you’re… you’re moaning too loudly… Mmmmmm… What if Pavel hears and wakes up… It wouldn’t be very good if he noticed us…”

“Aaah!.. Y… Yesss… Mmmm… Aah! You’re right, honey, that… that would be very bad… Mmmmm… Aaaaah!..”

“Though I think he would like what he saw. At least he’d have more material for fantasies about me. Maybe he would also feel sorry for his stepmother because she has to have sex with such a small cock… Maybe he would feel sorry, and… and offer me his help with…”

“Aaaaah! Aaah! Oooh, Dima… Mmmmmm… Aaah!..”

“Lena… Uuuuh!.. Mmmmm… Ooh!”

“Yesss! Aaah! Yes, like that, honey… Mmmmmm… Aaah!”

I did not hold back my moans this time the way I always used to. I screamed the way I wanted to scream, maybe even a little louder. Some part of me for some reason wanted Pasha to hear us, wanted him to wake up and come peek at me making love with his father. Another part of me wanted something else: for my neighbor with his gigantic black cock to be next to me instead of my husband, for me to feel George’s colossal phallus instead of Dima’s small organ, stretching my hole very wide.

“If I were doing this with George, I would scream… I would scream even louder than… than now… I would scream as loud as I possibly could, because… because sex with such a big cock would give me a lot of pain and pleasure at the same time. I simply would not be able to hold myself back and not scream if George went into me… I would not be able to…”

“Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaaah! Aah, Dima… I’m almost… Mmmmmmmm… Aaah!..”

“Uuuh, Lena, I… I’m cumming… Mmmmmmm…”

“No, a little more… a little more, honey… just a couple more seconds…”

“I can’t… I can’t, baby… Mmmm… I can’t anymore… Oooooh!..”

“If your son were in your place… if Pasha were there instead of you, I… I’m sure he would take care of his beloved mommy first, and only then cum himself… He would fuck me properly, I’m sure of that. He would not leave me the way you leave me… Yes, Pasha would fuck me properly… He’s young, he has a lot of strength, a lot of energy and desire… Even if he came the first time before I did, he would be able to again very soon…”

“Mmmmmmmm…” I drew out, feeling a hot jet of cum strike inside me. “Oooh!..”

“Aaaah, sweetheart… Oooh!..”

I understood that for the second day in a row I was left unsatisfied by sex with my husband, and it soured my mood very badly.

“This is just awful… Why doesn’t he think about what I… what I need? Why doesn’t he think that I need sex with him? Does he really not care that I…”

“Uuh, baby… Mmmmm… I… I don’t know… Oh!.. Sorry, but I can’t… I can’t control it as well as I used to… I can’t… Mmmmm… I can’t delay that moment… Mmmmm…”

“Can’t, or just don’t want to… Maybe you simply stopped caring about our sex life, stopped caring about what I want. You’ve lost interest in sex, and now you don’t even think that your wife wants… wants you to fuck her as well as you used to…”

“Uuuuuh!.. Mmmmmmmm…”

Climbing off my husband’s cock, I discovered that he had cum rather little. His semen did not even start leaking out of me after his cock left my vagina. I could barely even feel the faint warmth low in my belly that usually accompanied a creampie.

“So little… I… I can’t believe he came so little. Usually Dima always filled me completely with cum, I was overflowing with his seed, and today… today I…”

“Mmmmmm… That was as wonderful as always, sweetheart… Sex with you is the best…”

Dima lay on his back and closed his eyes. His cock started shrinking before my eyes, becoming even smaller than it had been before.

“So… so small…”

“Huh? What did you say?”

“No, nothing, honey… I said that… never mind, I was thinking about something else…”

“Compared to George’s cock this is… this is simply… Even when aroused, Dima’s cock is much smaller than our neighbor’s, even when that one isn’t aroused. And now… now this is just…”

I felt a slight shame and a kind of pity for Dima because of the size of his cock. Now, after he had cum, and after his cock had completely stopped being aroused, it became no bigger than my little finger, became simply tiny.

“Why does he have such a small cock? Pavel’s is much bigger, and he’s his father. I thought that… that sons usually have a cock like their parents, but… Pasha clearly took after someone else. His cock isn’t that small. At least yesterday it seemed to me that it was a fairly larger size than Dima’s. It was significantly bigger… Ah, I’m thinking about the wrong things again, the things I should be thinking about. I should… should… Ah, I don’t even know what can help me in the situation I’ve found myself in. I want sex so often, but I understand that my husband… that he can no longer do this as often as I want. Maybe… maybe now is the time to try that toy I bought yesterday? I could go to the bathroom and… and bring myself to orgasm there…”

Thoughts of using the rubber cock seized my mind very quickly. I lay next to Dima for about a minute, then got up and went to the cabinet where my new “friend” was.

“I think I simply have no other choice but to do this… I won’t be able to fall asleep being this aroused… I need to relax before going to bed…”

Taking the sealed box with the cock, I headed to the bathroom, thinking on the way whether it was right of me to masturbate with a thing like that, or whether that too could count as cheating. After all, it was a cock too, in a way, even if not a real one. That meant I was having sex with a cock, and that meant… that meant I was cheating… But then… If Dima were fulfilling his duties as a husband, I would not have to do anything like this, right? If he took care of me and of my health, including my sexual health, the way he used to, my head would not be full of so many wrong thoughts, and I would not have had to buy this toy or touch myself with my fingers. I think I would not even have felt that strong arousal at the sight of the neighbor’s cock at work today if I had been fully satisfied. But…

Approaching the bathroom, I was thinking about only one thing: to do as soon as possible what I wanted so badly to do. I wanted so badly to fuck myself with that thing, wanted so badly to feel a cock inside me, even if not a real one, that… that I felt my legs tremble slightly from arousal as I walked. Even before I was in the bathtub with my legs spread, I was already imagining what it would be like when I started doing all this, when I started putting this rubber cock into myself. Would it be as nice as with a real one, or would the sensations be completely different? Would I get more pleasure than from masturbating with my fingers, or would it be about the same?

I got the answer to all those questions two minutes later, when I unpacked the cock and got ready to fuck myself. In reality it turned out a little smaller than I had thought when I bought it, but even so it was almost twice as big as my husband’s cock. Though comparing anything to Dima’s small cock was not quite right. I think this rubber boy was about eighteen or nineteen centimeters long, and three or four centimeters thick.

“Just right to get pleasure,” I thought, starting to run the head of the organ over my pussy. “I think I’ll be able to cum very quickly playing with myself with this thing. And I think it will be much nicer than touching myself with my fingers. It’s so… so big, it will be able to fill me much better and more strongly than two or three of my fingers… Yes, it will be able to reach much farther, go much deeper than… than…”

“Mmmmmmmm… Ooooh!”

With a gentle movement I pushed the cock a couple of centimeters into myself and immediately felt my legs tremble from the sweet sensations.

“Mmmmmm… Yesss… Uuuh!”

The sensations were much better than I had imagined. I have to admit, it was even better than sex with Dima. That last thought came into my head almost immediately and almost immediately made me ashamed of my act and my desires.

“What am I doing? Can I really not… not control my desires, not control my lust? If Dima no longer wants to do this, I should… I should restrain myself too… I shouldn’t do all this, shouldn’t touch myself in secret from him…”

“Aaaaah! Mmmmm… Aaaaaaah!”

“Although, if you look at it from the other side, I… I do have the right to do what I like. I’m not cheating on him with other men, I’m just… just masturbating… just touching myself. What’s wrong with that? Yes, I… lately I’ve started fantasizing about very bad… very bad things, but… I’ll try to fight it, try to make thoughts like that appear in my head as rarely as possible. I hope that I’ll… that I’ll have fewer reasons to think about such wrong things when I’m fully satisfied, and with this toy I…”

“Mmmmmmm… Yess… Aah! If only Dima… if only he had one like this… Aaah!”

I pushed the cock another couple of centimeters inside myself and felt even more tension low in my belly. Along with that the pleasant sensations increased, increased very strongly, so much that I almost came.

“Aaaah!”

I had not even started moving the rubber cock inside myself yet, but I already felt that just having it inside my vagina gave me simply incredible sensations. It… it fit me so well, filled me so perfectly from the inside, filled my pussy… I felt the massive head stretching the entrance to my vagina, felt everything between my legs tense from taking such a large cock.

“Mmmmmmm… Aaah!..”

“If I start moving it… if I start fucking myself with this thing, I’ll cum right away… I can feel it… I’ll cum as soon as this cock starts moving inside me…”

“Mmmmmmmm… Aah! Aaaaah!..”

“And it’s the same size as Pasha’s cock, as my son’s cock… Yes, his was the same length as this rubber dildo…”

“Mmmmmmm… Aaah! Mmmmmmmm…”

“It was a little less thick, but otherwise… otherwise this cock is an exact copy of my son’s cock… an exact copy of his… his organ… That means… that means I would feel the same pleasure if instead of this cock my son’s cock were going into me… everything would be just as tense when I tried to take Pasha’s organ inside me…”

“Mmmmm… Yess… Aah! Yesss… Aaaah!”

“Although no, it would be much better… The sensations… the sensations might be somewhat similar to these, but… but a real cock… I would feel not only its size, not only its thickness, but the heat coming off it, I would feel its hardness, I would realize that this is… that this is a real cock, that this is the cock… that this is my son’s cock…”

“Aaah!.. I shouldn’t… I shouldn’t think about that… Mmmm… Aaah!..”

My hand slowly started moving the dildo inside my girl. After the very first motions I arched my back and moaned even louder, because the sensations were simply incredible, simply magnificent… No, I did not cum right away the way I had thought, but… but I was very close to it, very close.

“I wonder what else I would feel during sex with my son? Would it be something… something special, or… or would I very quickly start thinking of him as a man, as just a man with a cock, and not as my son?”

“Oh, this is… this is so wrong… these thoughts are so… so bad… I’ve become… Mmmmmm… Aaah! I’ve become such a bad girl… such a bad mom… Mmmm… Aaah! But I can’t do anything about myself… After… after I saw you, I… Mmmmm… I can’t stop thinking about your big cock, Pasha… I can’t stop thinking about it… I… Aaaaah!..”

I whispered all of that out loud, not too loudly so that no one could hear me, but… I whispered it out loud. It seemed to me that this would be more honest, that this way I… I would admit that my words really reflected what I wanted… Or maybe I had simply completely lost my head from the strong arousal and could no longer stop, could no longer stop thinking about him…