C is for #Cookie…

…and cunt, cock, clit, cum, caress, carouse…

Know any other naughty C words?

The Magical World of Semen

Although not my normal type of writing, I think you might find this interesting…

According to research which studied the effects of semen’s ‘mood-altering chemicals,’ oral sex is good for women’s health (not sure about men’s health…or are researchers still in the day where we ignore the fact that men also swallow semen?) and makes them feel happier.

The State University of New York study – in which scientists carried out research via survey rather than through practical experiment – compared the sex lives of 293 females to their mental health.

It follows research which shows that seminal fluid contains chemicals that elevate mood, increase affection, induce sleep and also contain at least three anti-depressants.

The researchers also claim that women who have regular unprotected sex are less depressed and perform better on cognitive tests.

Semen contains a number of chemicals along with spermatozoa, including cortisol, (known to increase affection), estrone and oxytocin (both elevate mood).

It also contains a thyrotropin-releasing hormone (another antidepressant), melatonin (a sleep-inducing agent), and even serotonin (perhaps the best-known antidepressant neurotransmitter).

Given these ingredients – and this is just a small sample of the mind-altering ‘drugs’ found in human semen – researchers Gallup and Burch, along with the psychologist Steven Platek, hypothesised that women having unprotected sex should be less depressed than suitable control participants.

The most significant findings from this study:

• women who engaged in sex and ‘never’ used condoms showed significantly fewer depressive symptoms than did those who ‘usually’ or ‘always’ used condoms;
• women who engaged in sex and ‘never’ used condoms evidenced fewer depressive symptoms than did those who abstained from sex altogether;
• sexually active heterosexual women, including self-described ‘promiscuous’ women, who used condoms were just as depressed as those practicing total abstinence.

The research suggests it is not just that women who are having sex are simply happier, but that happiness levels might be related to the quantity of semen within their body.

From Semen is ‘good for women’s health and helps fight depression’

House Rules

I am a (insert word) Slut.

Horny; Hot;
Cum: Fucking;
Toy; Fat; Wet;
Cock sucking;

 

I am YOUR slut

Punished

(Part 2 of Please; but can easily be appreciated alone)

“Don’t you dare cum, Bitch”

His warning is menacing. I can imagine his gaze on fire, from behind my blindfold.  But, his words are my demise.

My insubordination floods the floor.

“You filthy slut!”

His voice is low and ominous. I know my punishment is forthcoming.
I feel his one leg pinning my body down in the puddle that was my pleasure. He places a collar around my neck.

The restriction of the collar around my neck affects me instantly. Not only has the liquid dissolved but the room has melted around the edges, sounds are muffled, time is ticking in slow motion. My temperature is rising and my complete return to arousal is revealed by my compulsive rocking.

He binds my ankles with cuffs that are attached by chains to the neck collar and forces me to my feet. Standing firm, I find my balance with my feet flat, hip width apart. I’m careful not to pull on the chains knowing the connections would pull on the collar and send me reeling. I take some deep breaths, calling on my senses to come back to me.

He grabs my panties from where I had abandoned them, and stuffed them in my mouth. The black frilly material stifling the single syllables grunts – “God”, “please”, “fuck”, a primal response to my primal desire – fighting their way out.

The first slap comes as a shock, fast and light across my ass. He spanks me, building in intensity, one side then the other, to a ferocious torrent on my fast-bruising ass.

Losing myself in the blur of pleasure and pain, I am creating a slick between my legs; my arousal is betraying me again.

My Fantasy Man

My fantasy man

Binds my hands behind my back
One hand with a clump of hair
Forcing my back to arch
Stripping my soul bare

Buries his face in my cunt
Lapping up my juices
I take it all
I accept his oral abuse

He licks at my clit
With his face against my hole
He drinks me in
Swallowing my entire soul

His fingers boring deeper
Two fingers, three, then four
The tips drilling further
In the form of a claw

His hand fucks my cunt
A thumb in my ass
Forcing its way inside
Eclipsing the impasse

Pushing so deep inside
I want to scream
His face covered in my wetness
As it flows in a stream

When it seems as if I’ve had enough
He thrusts inside his whole fist
Pushing inside me deeper and faster
Filling my cunt up to his wrist

Shoving his arm in and out
More forceful all the time
Feeling each finger wiggling
Rubbing inside me – sublime!

His tongue now lapping at my asshole
His fingers start to explore inside my ass
His fist and other hand touching each other
Through the wall that separates cunt and ass

I’m moaning uncontrollably now
He drives his cock into my cunt
While pushing his fingers into my ass
Forcing out my breath and a grunt

He brings me to the precipice
But before I can cum
He pulls out his cock
And sticks it in my bum

My fantasy man
Shocks, scares and astonishes me

P.S. See you tomorrow

Want

I want you to restrain me, attach me to the bed, so I am open to you; and only you.
I want you to take away my sight with a blindfold, to remove my ability to speak with a gag.
I want you to fill all my holes, to the brim, with pleasures that make me burn.
I want you to run your hands over your property, my body.
I want you to heat my ass with your paddle or hand.
I want you to use me until I am spent and dripping in a mixture of both yours and my cum.

I want to be YOUR sweet whore, YOUR dirty slut, YOUR tasty cunt, YOUR obliging fuck-toy, YOUR horny bitch.
Do what you want!

Talk Dirty to Me

You write:
My gorgeous hot cunt, I dreamt of you last night and my hard solid cock was rigid and throbbing with need and desire to be driven into you, forcing you to take it all as I verbally expressed my hunger. My hands around your neck, I spread your legs as you stood before me, telling you to do as you’re told like a good little whore; my fingers sliding up your inner thigh. Yes, bitch, I am going to use you for my pleasure, I said, as my fingers teased your clit. Squirming and twisting, I turn you around, fasten a ball gag in your mouth and, after ripping off your blouse and bra, I bind your hands behind your back. With the uncertainty your anxiety increases, your breathing deepens and we both know you’re wet.
Oh, you fucking little cunt, I need all of you.
Spanking, thrusting, violating, changing positions, my language gets more vulgar and degrading as my desire intensifies. Fisting you – you are forced to cum for me, screaming. Slapping your face gently, I demand you do and say as I desire. ‘Til finally you belong to me, my fucking cum sucking slut, my hot bitch.
Even now I hunger, I am hard.

You write:
Oh, yes, you fucking filthy hot cunt, my hunger ignites with your words. I need to punish you for distracting me and making my cock ache.
You are my bitch and I know you need to be taken, used; you belong to me, you know you can feel it swelling in your soul – the emotion and need driving you towards me as the dark hunger in your soul begs to be expressed. We both know how much you need to spread your legs or bend over for me; we both know the dark submission in you begs to tell me that you are my fuck-toy, my dirty little bitch, my cunt. I know how much you would love to look into my eyes and beg to be used, to cum for me, violently, hard.
For only then will I fuck you, slut, only then will your eyes fall on my throbbing shaft.
The leather collar fastened around your neck, the cat collars on your wrist and ankles ready to be bound in any position I desire, often with your wrists bound to your ankles. Opening and exploring the depth of your sweet, wet cunt as my fingers slowly slide inside then, with a sudden movement, my entire hand. Forming a fist in your womb, I pump back and forth – enjoying your screams and moans. Look, bitch, look at your cunt lips around my wrist, see it and visualise it even when we are apart. You belong to me, slut.
My seed builds, ready to be shot deep in your arse and cunt, over your face and tits, and deep down your throat for a good cum sucking whore.
My whore.

My appetite for your words is never-ending.
I want my head filled with your dirty language while you bend me over, pulling my head back with your grip on my hair, and growling your filth in my ear.
I want your cock to be soaked with my cunt juices, sliding oh-so-easily in and out.
I want your palms smarting from the stinging spanking you give me.
I want to be used by every part of you, until I am begging you to allow me to rest.
Then I want you to ignore me, and continue to take what you want from your dirty whore.
I want you to shut me up by stuffing your cock in my mouth, forcing me to taste my own juices.
I want! I want! I want…do you want me to beg?
I especially want your cock to throb with thoughts of using and abusing me.
Oh, please let me meet you soon,
Your little slut xx

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Please…

You stand over me as I try again to fist myself – I still can’t do it. And no matter how hard you encourage me, I cannot do it.

Angrily, you flip me over. You wipe the butt plug along my cunt, covering it in pussy juices. Then, without thought to my comfort, you stuff it in my virgin hole.

“Yes, my little one, I WILL be invading that hole with my cock very soon!”

Still standing above me but between my legs, you order your whore to insert her vibrator – the one with the remote control, the one that you control. Slowly you turn up the speed and intensity on both the rotating head and clit tickler until they are at their maximum.

You snarl into my ear, “Don’t you dare cum, you Slut, I have more to do…”

You put down the remote control down beside me: “Don’t even think of touching it, Whore!” I am squirming and groaning with the intensity of the vibrator.

You lean into my top drawer and withdraw my Hitachi Magic Wand. You remove the padded head so just the hard nub is vibrating and turn the speed up to high.

“I’m going to use this on you now. You will enjoy it, you Whore, but if you cum, I will punish you.”

You blindfold me so I cannot see what you are going to do…then I feel the intense vibration on my left nipple. My back arches and I groaned loudly. HOLY FUCK!

“You would like that, wouldn’t you, my filthy fucktoy?” you say, laughing meanly.

You move it down my stomach. I am holding my breath. Then you take it away from my skin completely. I can hear the motor running and your breath but I don’t know what you’re going to do next.

“You want more, don’t you, Whore?” you growl in my ear.

I whine in response.

“Tell me how much you want me to use this on you, to use you completely.”

I beg: “Please, please, I want it. Let me cum”

“No, you still can’t cum but I might give you more of this because you asked so nicely, Bitch!”

You put the head of the toy at the base of the butt plug. I scream out. FUCK! I have never felt that kind of sensation before.

“See, you Slut? You will beg for more when I start using your asshole as MY second cunt,” you spit out.

Suddenly, you move the head of the toy so it sits on the clit tickler. It puts it into overdrive. I am thrashing, writhing, panting like a dog, begging you: “please, please, please, can I cum now?”

Will you let me cum?

Find out in Punished

 

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My Scene

So, I’m lying on bed – very, very horny…knowing that there is no one who is going to help me with this pent-up frustration.

I reach over to my bag of toys and pull out my favourite toy: the butterfly kiss. I am so very horny that it goes in without any effort

I turn it on: the motor hums; the sensations – teasing.

I need much more.

I turn the speed and intensity up… then some more – this is just NOT going to do it for me.

I grab my lube and coat my baby butt plug.  Slowly, slowly I insert it.

Aaah, it’s in… and I have the wonderful sensation of being filled.

I enjoy that feeling for a moment then I reach out for my Hitachi Magic Wand. I place it where the curve of the clit tickler and inserted part meet. I turn it on – it sends the vibrator into overdrive. I can feel the inside bit moving around instead of just vibrating. My clit is buzzing with joy. I turn the speed up.

Holy shit! That’s it!

…but my legs keep clamping together and I can’t seem to allow the sensations take over. I remove all my toys and find the starter bondage set that I bought: : I take out the leg restraints, attach them to my bed; and insert my ankles.

I have kept all the toys within reach so I start again. This time I put the butt plug in first. Again that wonderful feeling. Then the vibrator. Then the Wand.

Oh….this is better.

I lay back and let the sensations flow over me.

Little do I know that I had left the front door open and you were standing at my bedroom doorway watching me.

You watch until it looks like I am about to climax.

Then you crawl into my room to the foot of my bed. You slowly take out the butt plug.

It feels to me that I pushed it out with my tensed muscles.

So I still don’t know you’re there.

You cup my ass with your hand and insert your thumb into my still well-lubricated ass-hole.

What the…?

Because my legs are bound, I can’t get myself up to see what’s going on – but the feeling is wonderful, so I let it keep going.

Next, you take away the Wand and put it to one side. The noise I make tells you that I’m not happy about it.

“Shhhh,” you whisper, “….close your eyes.”

I do as I’m told…because that thumb is moving in and out of ass and making me very happy. It also feels so naughty. And, even though I haven’t worked out who you are, I’m enjoying not knowing.

You remove your thumb and take the blindfold from my kit – you blindfold me, while whispering in my ear, “I won’t hurt you, little one.”

The vibrator is still inside my pussy so the sound of your voice in my ear and the humming of the little machine makes all my muscles clench.

You attach the hand restraints to my bed and to me. I am now spread-eagled naked across my bed with just a blindfold, and a lot of vulnerability.

“Oh, little one,” you say, “you look edible and I’m ravenous.”

You leave the vibrator where it is and decide to claim ownership to my body. This is beginning to scare me. But you start to run your hands and mouth over my body. Your hands dance over my boobs, followed by your tongue swirling around my nipples. Your tongue plays there until my nipples are hard little nubs…then you pinch them, both at the same time.

I cry out.

Your tongue returns to ‘heal’ them…then you bite my left nipple.

I cry out again.

Your hands have been moving down my body, over the swell of my tummy, so that when I cry out, you insert two fingers into my pussy, with the vibrator.

I am so wet and hungry.

You move yourself so that you are astride me – your face looking towards my toes.

You slide your fingers and the vibrator from my cunt and insert a very wet middle finger into my asshole, while your thumb circles my clit.

My hips are thrusting forward.

“Calm down, little one,” you say. “Open your mouth.”

I do as I’m told.

You hang your cock above my mouth and let the pre-cum drip onto my lips. I lick them and open my mouth again. You lower your cock so the tip of it sits on my lower lip. I try to take it into my mouth – you pull it away.

“Just leave your mouth open,” you order, ”I will do the rest.”

I open my mouth widely. Everything about me is exposed and under your control.

You lower your cock to my mouth again, very slowly, just to see if I will behave. I leave my mouth open and try not to move, even though your thumb is adding pressure to my clit and I think you have put another finger in my asshole.

You lower yourself further. My tongue reaches out.

“Not yet, little one,” you say.

You allow more of your cock into my mouth…and more. Finally, you are almost sitting on my face – your balls on my nose.

“Now, little one, swirl your tongue around my cock.”

I try to do as I am told.

Your thumb is mimicking the movement of my tongue. I can’t keep still despite the restraints.

You keep your cock in my mouth but remove all the other pleasurable things from my body. I make a noise, a grunt, to show my displeasure.

“Stay still, or there will be no pleasure for you,” you command.

I stop moving.

“Keep your tongue moving,” you bark.

You lean down and insert I-don’t-know-how-many fingers into my asshole. All I know is that I have never felt this full or stretched. You put the tip of your tongue on my clit. I move forward to meet you. You remove your tongue.

“I told you not to move,” you warn.

I am almost in tears. I am so frustrated. I need some release. I lay still.

Once again, the tip of your tongue touches my clit.

I stay still.

The tip of your tongue dances slowly around my clit. I want you to touch it, to lick it, to do anything you want!

I stay still, hoping for more. I swirl my tongue around your cock with more intensity, thinking if I can please you, you will please me.

The warmth of your tongue envelops my clit. You can hear my muffled sigh

“Do NOT cum!” you order, “I have more, better things planned and you will not get them if you cum.”

I lay still, praying that I can handle all these sensations.

When your tongue invades the heat and wetness of my cunt, I buck and thrash and suddenly, waves are flowing over me and your face is soaked in my juices.

“Ah,” you say, “you have no control. You will have to be taught. Now stay still.”

Your tongue continues its exploration of my pussy. You wiggle your fingers in my ass. I try to remain still.  Your tongue begins to mimic a cock and thrust in and out of my pussy. Your cock starts to copy the rhythm until you are fucking my mouth. I wrap my lips around the girth of your cock as you thrust in and out of my mouth.

You move faster and faster. I think I’m about to choke. I try to take a breath, when I feel the warmth of you running down the back of my throat. I swallow it and try to breath.

You move your body from my face. You take your fingers and tongue from my body and I can hear you moving around but I don’t know what you’re doing…until I feel the tip of your cock rubbing against the lips of my cunt.

You lift my ass up and put your knees beneath it. You slowly put your cock into my cunt. I’m holding my breath. I feel the head enter my warmth, then more of you…I sigh contentedly (still trying not to move)…then more of you.

I can feel your cock in my tummy – at least that’s what it feels like.

You loosen the restraints on my feet and place my ankles over your shoulders, as you thrust the fullness of you into my inviting cunt. I grunt. You move rhythmically, with total control.

“Now you can start moving. Meet my cock with your body,” you demand.

As you plunge deeper, I lift my hips to meet you and swallow more and more of your cock. You’re holding me on an angle, so you are drilling into me. You thrust your thumbs into my asshole and grip onto my butt cheeks, so tightly that I can feel your nails.

The pumping begins to move faster. I grunt with each movement as the breath leaves my body.

You are holding onto my ass and spreading my cheeks wider and wider as you thrust as deep as you can into my body. I feel like I am about to break. Your grip tightens. I scream out. You fuck me faster and harder – harder than I have ever been fucked before.

Suddenly, it slows down as you cum inside me – yet deepens, if that’s possible, like you’re trying to milk all the juices from your body.

You remove your cock from my pussy.

I feel empty.

I feel you moving around me again.

“Lick our juices from my cock,” you command, as you place your cock on my lips.

I begin to lap the wetness from your cock, trying to get each drop, trying to make you happy.

When I have done this, to your satisfaction, you move away from my mouth.

Once again, I hear you moving.

“Stay still, little one,” you whisper, “don’t move,” as you undo the restraints around my hands.

“Stay still, even if I have let you free,” you whisper.

I don’t move.

I hear you moving around some more.

 

Then I don’t hear anything anymore.

I remove my blindfold and you’re gone.