The 11th Annual Literotica Awards: Most Original Sex Scene

Please choose the scene below which you feel is the most original.
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Choice A from Axel’s Penis... and Mom And Annika by scouries

Ronnie?" I stretched as I uttered my girlfriend's name. My eyes were still closed but I could feel her warm body snuggled next to me. On both sides. Huh? Both sides? I stretched again as I opened my right eye.

Ronnie had short blond hair today. Which my still fuzzy brain found strange since she'd always had shoulder length brown hair. So I shut my eye and lay back down against the pillow. Blond hair?

"Aaaaaaahhhh." A contented moan. It came from my left side. Turning my head I slowly peeked through my left eye. The sun was flooding into the room from somewhere beyond the naked body that was nestled against me so I again asked, "Ronnie?" before I realized that this Ronnie had long red hair. What the fuck? I fell back against my pillow and tried to go back to sleep. I liked this dream.

Choice B from Gabrielle and the Devil by Jaymal

"Gabrielle Deangelo screamed to the heavens, as she was crammed with iron Devil-cock. She came instantly, explosively, gushing like a river all over the impaling monster. Her body blazed with a near-consuming fire, as her possessor ploughed her cunt with demonic force. At twenty-eight, seven years on from the loss of her virginity, she had never come close to this. It was doubtful even Pandora had. The sense of being pounded, stretched out and filled to capacity. The undiluted, unrestrained lust that fuelled that pounding and stretching and filling. The combustible, all-consuming nature of her orgasm. She felt like the entire maze would ignite from the heat that seared her fucked body, her fucked soul.

Even when the shattering climax left her, his cock did not. Her upper half was sprawled on the grass, her lower still hauled upwards to meet his searching thrusts. Her screams had subsided into a series of long, sub-human moans, punctuated by each hammering impact inside her. Then he let go his hold on her legs, allowing her feet to find the grassy carpet, and climbed down on to her, still pumping like stud bull in its prime. Her teddy he wrenched right down to her waist, so she could feel that barrel chest bearing down on to her naked stomach and tits, threatening to crush her. Then his great arms enfolded her like a vice and she was trapped, as in a great iron machine, the one moving part of which continued to piston rapidly in and out of her pussy. It gradually slowed, as with a long easing off of the power, till he was moving softly on her and her moans ebbed to a whisper.

'Look at meeeeee.' His words were quiet and soft and they commanded her complete obedience. She opened her eyes and saw his face inches from hers, torso perfectly still, loins doing all the work required. He was smiling, a wicked, mocking smile that expressed all his godless delight in screwing her to her core, and that she had consented to him doing it. 'You're mine, Gabby,' he said. 'You cunt is mine and you are mine.' His thrusting grew in momentum, cock retreating further on each backstroke and surging in harder, his eyes locked on hers, his mouth hovering as if to suck up her renewed moans. 'Your cunt is mine and you are mine.' He drove into her, fierce and unrelenting, brutalising her with gleeful relish, eyes blazing with fire from the nethermost depths of seventh Hell. 'Your cunt is mine and you are mine.'

He withdrew, rose in one mercurial movement to his feet, hauling her by her ash-blonde hair into a kneeling position before his rigid, wetly-shining cock.

'Now worship.' "

Choice C from Succubus Ranch Ch. 09 by mjm202036

Cecelia's hands reached to the side of his face and slid around behind his head as her kiss became more demanding and the massage continued all over his lower body. The kisses on his erection became more demanding as well, some of the little sucking lips beneath the rubbery material pulling his dick one way while others would push it in that same direction. Soon, his cock was made to stand erect with hundreds of lips wrapped around it and nothing just over the tip.

Then all the lips let go of him. Cecelia's mouth released his at the same time the little lips let go of his cock. A weight immediately pressed onto the head of his cock, and then he was instantly enveloped in the heated warmth of the most heavenly pussy he had ever known existed. Max and the masseuse nearly yelled the pleasure of the impalement as the inner walls pulsed their agreement that this was what they wanted to massage.

Choice D from The Dirty Pleasure Incident Ch. 06 by Transverse

“You know,” Andy said quietly, blushing and looking at the floor. “That guy I’m always talking to. He did tie me up, you were right about that, but not to the bed. He handcuffed me to one of the drawers in the kitchen yesterday, you know, the false one by the dishwasher. He made me bend over, and he just kept it up.” He gave a look of mock exhaustion, sighing tiredly. “His fingers, they were just so fucking long-”

Jon sat stunned for a moment, thinking about what he’d just heard. He almost missed the vindictive sneer hiding in one corner of Andy’s mouth.

Almost.

“You’ll pay for that, you little asshole,” he growled.

Andy started to reply, but his words were cut off when Jon’s mouth covered his own. Jon thrust his tongue into his mouth, nearly suffocating Andy with his ferocity. He climbed over the center console, shoving Andy further into the door. His other hand left its resting place on the seat and reached up behind Andy’s head, crushing his face into Jon’s even more forcefully.

Andy wrestled roughly, turning his head away from Jon’s. Jon turned his head back to face him, and they stared into each others’ eyes for a moment, both breathing in deep, noisy gasps.

Choice E from The Punk and The Bride by empty_coffee_cup

"She was shaking and her movements caused his entire, pure white world to shiver and hiss around him. She felt so right on him that he was lost for words; not that it even mattered, she couldn't have heard him if he had found anything to say. He was pumping into her wildly, his breath hoarse, ragged, echoing in his own ears. And his finger kept... it kept slipping off her... off her clit... he couldn't concentrate. God she was getting tighter! She was... oh wow, she was coming.

The experience was utterly surreal. Cut off from the outside world, when Ali's hips froze and her pussy clenched itself like a fist around his prick, Travis was thrown for a second. But when she started spasming - gripping him then releasing him - and when he felt his finger slipping through a little... then a lot more of her sweet juices, he remembered everything. She came just like she used to. He just wished he could have heard her properly! But he could feel it, and knowing that he'd driven this amazing woman to an orgasm in her wedding dress on the night before she got married made him feel... evil and wonderful.

But it was going to get better. He was concentrating on his pleasure now and soon his prick was going to be shaking and jerking, pumping his spunk into her tight little puss like he had done so many times before. Never in a wedding dress though. He was getting closer, and the sensory deprivation tank of her skirts and petticoats was a fantastic way of focusing his senses on the pleasure that was shooting through him with every plunge, every savage thrust. He was almost..."