Nuri

Thanks very much - if you have the time or inclination let me know what about it worked.

My first was a leather cock ring with snaps that went around the top of my dick and under my balls. My wife gave it to me for Christmas one year. We were at her mother's house in England - all together open gifts around the tree - when she says, "Here's one for you," and handed me a thin package. When I opened I know what it was but no one else did. I put it on my wrist and thanked her for the bracelet. Later I put it on for real and continue to enjoy it . . .

Thanks. It's kinda funny, I love writing this but I'm not much into reading (except my own) - think it's just that guy visual preference thing going on. When I write it is a totally visual experience.

Thanks, glad you liked it. I've posted more in the sexy stories section. Tell me what you think - hearing that is why I write them.

This is a story I wrote in November: I wanted to spend a few words on one of my favorite things - my dick being in your pussy. This isn’t something that’s easy to describe. You are on your back. We have been playing for a while. Your lipstick is on my face, dick and chest. I am throbbing for you. You are wet and waiting for me to be inside you. Your legs are spread. Your feet are on the bed. Your knees are up and bent. You are gently rubbing yourself. I am between your thighs. My dick is in my hand. I am on my knees. I rest my dick on you. You have a beautiful sleepy expression on your face - eyes half closed, a soft smile on your lips. I rub the head of my dick along your lips. I can feel how hot you are. You reach your arms around the back of your thighs and spread your pussy open. I press my head into your pink. The smooth skin of you is incredible. You are wet and my dick pushes into you - spreading you open around me. Your pussy wraps around me - its muscles holding me tight. I can feel your muscles tense as I slide deeper into you. The deeper I go, the warmer you feel - the more comfortable I feel inside you, the closer I feel to you. I want to get in so deep that I can’t tell where I end and you begin. You pull you legs toward your chest, spreading yourself wider for me - letting me get in even deeper. I push into you with all my weight. You groan as I slide into you all the way - until there is no more of me to go into you. Until my balls are pressed against you. Moving inside you is magic. The friction of my dick against the walls of your warm, wet pussy makes me ready to explode. Your sounds and breaths make me crazy wanting you. I feel the tip of my dick touching the deepest part of you. I am swimming in you, in a dream. We move together. Faster and faster. Our excitement building. Our desire mounting. We are losing ourselves in each other. You clench me with your pussy. I cum deep in you. My warmth and wet adds to yours. As we relax, I go limp. Your pussy still holds me but less insistently now, more gently. It’s still wonderful. Sliding out of you is hard. Being inside you is where I want to be - gripped and held by you, stroking you inside - close and warm and wonderfully together.

Hope you enjoyed the story. I have written lots of them - probably close to 100 at this point. Some of them are series (usually written for a specific person) while others are one-off things. I had no idea how much fun it was to write like this till I started.

Thanks very much. I'm looking forward to the opportunity to put more products through their paces . . .

This is an earlier Cum Play story from Pretty Dirty. For some reason it has been consistently very popular. It’s been too long since I’ve seen R. Between the holidays and business travel our paths at work have not crossed. Yesterday though she walked into my office and sat down in front of my desk. “I’ve missed seeing you,” she said, smiling. “I’ve missed playing with you too,” I said. “Well,” she continued, “it would be silly for us not to pick up where we left off, now wouldn’t it?” Today she is wearing a red skirt suit with a black blouse and a black pearly necklace. Her hair is pulled back showing her ears and neck. She is tanned and I wonder where she might have spent her time off. She slides her chair back, putting a now bare foot up onto the edge of my desk. I am instantly hard as I watch her stretching and arching her foot, spreading her toes. She shimmies a little in her chair, pushing her ass toward the edge. “I’m not wearing any panties,” she says, spreading her legs to expose herself to me. I sit up to peer over the edge of the desk at her pussy. It looks terrific. Although all of our play has just been about me cumming and her playing with it, I do wonder what it would be like to be inside her or to kiss her. She begins fingering the first button of her shirt. “Do you know what I was thinking about asking you to do for me?,” she begins coyly. As she undoes the button, I tell her that I don’t but that I have an idea. “I want you to cum on my tits today, I want to rub your cum into my nipples and lick it off of them. Do you think you can help?” She unbuttoned the button and spread her shirt, exposing her cleavage. “I’m sure we can arrange that,” I reassured her, coming around to the front of my desk. She undid the next two buttons - down to the top of her skirt - and pulled her shirt wider. She was wearing a black bra, one that seem only to serve as a shelf for her tits. She pulled her right one up and out - her nipple was small and brown and wrinkled. She licked her finger and flicked at it gently, making it stand up. “I’m glad,” she said, taking out her left. She sat and began rubbing both, squeezing and hoisting them for me. She lifted one then the other to her mouth, sucking at her nipples. I was standing to her right, my dick pressing hard against my pants. She reached over and patted it. “Come on, cum on me, OK?” I looked at the door. She had left it open when she came in. “Do you want to jerk off on me or what,” she asked, clearly intending that we do it like this. I looked at the door and then at her bare chest, nipples wet with her saliva, and unzipped my pants. I spit into my right hand and - keeping my back to the door - began to jerk off. The combination of the natural arousal R. caused, the fact that we hadn’t been together in so many weeks and the fear of being caught made me cum very quickly. My cum sprayed across the lapel of her red jacket, across the black fabric of her spread shirt and onto the pale bare skin to her tits. She sighed as the first load landed on her. “It’s so warm,” she said, under her breath, “I’ve missed this so much.” Three jets of my cum were on her now and she lifted her left breast - which had more on it than her right - the her mouth. She licked off as much as her tongue could reach and rubbed the rest into her skin with her fingers. She did the same with her right. Both were streaked with cum and saliva when she pulled her bra back over them. As she buttoned up her shirt, the wet white stains of my cum were clearly visible. She didn’t seem to notice or care. I stuffed my dick into my pants and zipped up. “This gets me sooo wet,” she said, smiling. She pushed a finger into her pussy, pulled it our - glistening with her wet - and offered it to me. I put it in my mouth and sucked her taste. It was the first time she had shared any of herself with me and I hoped it might be a sign of more to come. She pulled her skirt down, stood up, slipped her shoe on and smiled. “Happy new year,” she said, and walked out of my office.

I posted this to my Pretty Dirty blog this morning. Would love people's feedback. I've been traveling myself for a while and have really missed playing with R. Almost as soon as I started my system this morning I had an IM from her - just a smiley and "play later." I typed back "yes. missed you," but heard nothing back. About 20 minutes later I got a meeting notice from her assistant. In the main conference room in 30 minutes. When I got there R. was waiting. Papers were spread out across the far side of the table and she waved me over to sit beside her. As always, she looked wonderful. Today she was wearing a light gray v-neck sweater that just gave a glimpse of her breasts, a mid-length black skirt, bare legs and open toe sling back heels. Her hair was pulled back away from her face. R. is always well put together. Always a nice manicure, jewelry, simple make up. She patted the chair next to her. She was sitting slightly sideways, her legs curled up under her. This made her pale calfs (at least the left one, closest to me) swell gently. "I hate it when we travel," she said with a smile, "it seems that one or the other of us is away too much." I told her I agreed as I sat down. Just being this close to her made my dick start to swell. "So," she began with a laugh, "the purpose of this meeting . . ." - she had a sly smile on her face - "the purpose of this meeting is for you to cum on my bare legs." My dick bulged more in my pants. I looked at her and then at the door. "Are you sure that's a good idea?," I asked, "last time we played we got caught." She got out of her chair and walked to the door. Her legs and ass drove me wild. "This time," she said, locking the door, "we won't be." She came back to the table and sat down. R. scooted her chair closer to mine and slung her legs across my lap. "And besides," she went on, "getting caught was actually kind of fun - don't you think?" I had to agree with her - watching her share my cum with another woman had been a total turn on - but we were lucky, it could have been the end of both our careers. She rubbed me with the backs of her calfs. "Take it out," she said, as she reached for her handbag on the chair beside her. Before I did I slid my hands along her legs. They were so soft and smooth. I undid my belt and opened my pants. I pulled my dick out. She closed her legs around it in a scissor lock. From her bag she had a small bottle of lubricant. She poured a little along her legs and around me dick and began to slowly slide her legs around me. "That feels great," I told her. "I love watching your dick when we do this," she said. "When I get home tonight I'll replay this in my mind while I get off." The idea of her sitting at home playing with her pussy and thinking of me made me want to fuck her - but that wasn't the deal. For her sex was too intense for work and was something we'd have to build up to and take outside. I didn't mind too much - here I was having an absolutely beautiful woman getting me off on a regular basis. Nothing to complain about. I slipped off her shoes and began to rub her feet. R. has great feet - long and narrow with round toes painted red, I used her feet to direct the movement of her legs on my cock. She hiked her skirt up and slipped a hand toward her pussy. Her legs were tight together and she was just able to get one finger into action. She wasn't trying to cum herself, more just trying to enjoy the moment. "I want to see your cum running down my legs," she said softly, "I want to put my shoes on and stand up and walk around with your cum running down to my feet." "You're not going to have to way long," I said, groaning. Her hand was moving a little faster between her legs. "Are you going to cum soon?" she asked expectantly. "Yeah," I said and I pushed up and down faster between her legs, "like right now." I spurt of cum came out of me and into the air. Then another and another and another. Most of if ended up on R.'s legs but some was on my pants. "Quick," she said, "put my shoes back on me." I reached down for them and put them on her. She got up and began walking and turning as my cum ran down her legs toward her feet. Seeing the cum on my pants, she came close and knelt on the floor beside me. Leaning closer, she licked the spots off me - pausing to kiss my dick before I put it away. As I zipped up, she stood again. "Your cum is all over my feet now," she said, wriggling her toes. She sat down and took her right shoe off. She brought it to her face and stuck her tongue into the open toe. She tipped the shoe toward her face and lick out the cum as it ran toward her mouth. She did the same with the left before standing again. Watching her do this made me feel hard again. "I can't wait to get home," she sighed, rubbing her still wet legs together, "I can't wait to get home and to make myself cum." "If you ever need a hand," I began. She cut me off. "Patience," she said, "there'll be a time for that." She began collecting her papers. "But now it's time for us to get back to work." We each gathered our things and left the conference room. R. walked in front of me and I could still see the shiny streaks where my cum had run down her legs.

I just posted this this morning. Where would the best go here? I've been traveling myself for a while and have really missed playing with R. Almost as soon as I started my system this morning I had an IM from her - just a smiley and "play later." I typed back "yes. missed you," but heard nothing back. About 20 minutes later I got a meeting notice from her assistant. In the main conference room in 30 minutes. When I got there R. was waiting. Papers were spread out across the far side of the table and she waved me over to sit beside her. As always, she looked wonderful. Today she was wearing a light gray v-neck sweater that just gave a glimpse of her breasts, a mid-length black skirt, bare legs and open toe sling back heels. Her hair was pulled back away from her face. R. is always well put together. Always a nice manicure, jewelry, simple make up. She patted the chair next to her. She was sitting slightly sideways, her legs curled up under her. This made her pale calfs (at least the left one, closest to me) swell gently. "I hate it when we travel," she said with a smile, "it seems that one or the other of us is away too much." I told her I agreed as I sat down. Just being this close to her made my dick start to swell. "So," she began with a laugh, "the purpose of this meeting . . ." - she had a sly smile on her face - "the purpose of this meeting is for you to cum on my bare legs." My dick bulged more in my pants. I looked at her and then at the door. "Are you sure that's a good idea?," I asked, "last time we played we got caught." She got out of her chair and walked to the door. Her legs and ass drove me wild. "This time," she said, locking the door, "we won't be." She came back to the table and sat down. R. scooted her chair closer to mine and slung her legs across my lap. "And besides," she went on, "getting caught was actually kind of fun - don't you think?" I had to agree with her - watching her share my cum with another woman had been a total turn on - but we were lucky, it could have been the end of both our careers. She rubbed me with the backs of her calfs. "Take it out," she said, as she reached for her handbag on the chair beside her. Before I did I slid my hands along her legs. They were so soft and smooth. I undid my belt and opened my pants. I pulled my dick out. She closed her legs around it in a scissor lock. From her bag she had a small bottle of lubricant. She poured a little along her legs and around me dick and began to slowly slide her legs around me. "That feels great," I told her. "I love watching your dick when we do this," she said. "When I get home tonight I'll replay this in my mind while I get off." The idea of her sitting at home playing with her pussy and thinking of me made me want to fuck her - but that wasn't the deal. For her sex was too intense for work and was something we'd have to build up to and take outside. I didn't mind too much - here I was having an absolutely beautiful woman getting me off on a regular basis. Nothing to complain about. I slipped off her shoes and began to rub her feet. R. has great feet - long and narrow with round toes painted red, I used her feet to direct the movement of her legs on my cock. She hiked her skirt up and slipped a hand toward her pussy. Her legs were tight together and she was just able to get one finger into action. She wasn't trying to cum herself, more just trying to enjoy the moment. "I want to see your cum running down my legs," she said softly, "I want to put my shoes on and stand up and walk around with your cum running down to my feet." "You're not going to have to way long," I said, groaning. Her hand was moving a little faster between her legs. "Are you going to cum soon?" she asked expectantly. "Yeah," I said and I pushed up and down faster between her legs, "like right now." I spurt of cum came out of me and into the air. Then another and another and another. Most of if ended up on R.'s legs but some was on my pants. "Quick," she said, "put my shoes back on me." I reached down for them and put them on her. She got up and began walking and turning as my cum ran down her legs toward her feet. Seeing the cum on my pants, she came close and knelt on the floor beside me. Leaning closer, she licked the spots off me - pausing to kiss my dick before I put it away. As I zipped up, she stood again. "Your cum is all over my feet now," she said, wriggling her toes. She sat down and took her right shoe off. She brought it to her face and stuck her tongue into the open toe. She tipped the shoe toward her face and lick out the cum as it ran toward her mouth. She did the same with the left before standing again. Watching her do this made me feel hard again. "I can't wait to get home," she sighed, rubbing her still wet legs together, "I can't wait to get home and to make myself cum." "If you ever need a hand," I began. She cut me off. "Patience," she said, "there'll be a time for that." She began collecting her papers. "But now it's time for us to get back to work." We each gathered our things and left the conference room. R. walked in front of me and I could still see the shiny streaks where my cum had run down her legs.

I'm new here and came across TooTimid thanks to my recent realization that I write pretty good porn. It started with an exchange with a reader of one of my blogs. The exchange got hotter and hotter until we decided it wasn't right for a public channel. We moved it to Facebook and had a lot of fun. This exchange got me to thinking about writing and on the train one day I wrote my first story about a passenger sitting near me. I sent it to my reader and her response was VERY positive. I tried a few more stories on her and she eventually asked me to write about her. Then she and I started writing together, each of our points of view of the same scene. Soon, other women were asking me to write stories about them. There were people I'd never met but who had been reading the blog. Writing for someone - and hearing what they like and how my stories make them feel - is a huge turn on for me. My wife, who has the patience to deal with me, likes my writing as well; but she wanted me to find a way to get paid for it so I started poking around to see if that was possible. That led me to Craig's List, which in turn led me here. I'm excited to become a part of the community and hope that some of you will have the opportunity to read and provide feedback on (and maybe get turned on by) my writing. You can find it at Pretty Dirty. Looking forward to getting to know people. Nuri

We recently tested out two lubricants that you might be thinking about. One was the Too Timid Pleasure Gel and the other O'My's Cappuccino. We tried each in a variety of situations. Both did a nice job of keeping things running smoothly. In general, I found the Too Timid to be a bit gloppy for my taste and – as is the case with many water-based lubricants – I found its effect to be somewhat short-lived. This was address by occasional reapplication which worked out just fine. One nice thing about the Too Timid Pleasure Gel is its absolute lack of fragrance. At the very opposite end of the fragrance spectrum is O'My's Cappuccino. It comes in a lovely translucent mahogany colored pump bottle. When we read the bottle and considered what Cappuccino lubricant might be like we were both a little skeptical. Neither of us are really into coffee or anything so what would this be like? When we opened it and took a whiff we were pleasantly surprised. Sure it smells and all but it smells pretty nice. And unlike the TT Pleasure Gel, we found that O'My's concoction is a very slippery customer. In fact, be sparing with it as you may find it to be too lubricating. This happened to me the first few times we tried it. The result was a thickish slick film that cut down on the friction critical to pleasure. Practice makes perfect however and we're both big fans now.

Silicone Wireless Enhancer with Tongue Teaser 1 Wow, the name sure is a mouthful and this little bad boy suggests – with its vibrating tongue and all – that it can give your mouth a rest. We decided to put it to the test on Friday night. We popped it out of its package and felt the soft jellied rubber of its hot pink body – nice. It features a variety of nubs all over its body for tactile stimulation. We also loaded the small bullet vibe with three of the six included batteries and turned it on. The device has seven settings from low to totally humming. It also includes a few pulse settings as well as intensities. So far so good. The top of the ring has a hole to house the bullet. We put it in and I tried it on. I'm a pretty big fan of cock rings. And at first blush I liked the way this one felt. After a while, I decided that this one is a little too timid for my taste – the jellied ring fits snugly but it doesn't really constrict at all. Such is life. After we'd assembled and tried the device on it was time to put it to the real test. Step one was to test the vide on its own. My wife put it through its paces and seemed to enjoy the result. Next we decided to put the bullet back into the holster – so to speak – and really give it a whirl. One problem that came up was that as we moved the vibrating tongue portion of the device lost contact with my wife. We were able to address this by her more of less holding it in place. Thanks to the rubber construction, the Tongue Teaser has enough give to allow a full range of motion for me while she held the end in place. I found this all a bit uncomfortable as the rubber tended to catch my hair and from time-to-time gave them so good and unexpected yanks. We worked with it for a while but eventually decided to forgo its potential pleasures for a surer source of successful stimulation (my wife's Wahl). When all is said and done, this is a fun little device; but as the packaging says it's a novelty and that's certainly true. It's fun but not really designed for serious sexual hijinx. There's just too much about the Wireless Enhancer that isn't ready for the show. The vibrator has an annoying tendency to shut down on its own, the jelly rubber rolls and twists uncomfortably and the mechanics of making it work for two just aren't there. Now I'm not saying we didn't have a good time playing with it together because we certainly did, I,m just saying that we had more fun before and after we used it rather than during.