The 7th Annual Literotica Award Nominations: Most Original Sex Scene

[Laurel]

In this category, please nominate the sex scene in a Literotica story that you found to be most creatively done. Please include:

- a one sentence to three paragraph snippet of the creative sex scene (please do not quote more than one sentence to three paragraphs - longer quotes will count less in the final tally)
- the title of the story
- the author of the story
(a link to the story satisfies the bottom two requirements)

Story must be currently on Literotica, and must have been submitted during the year 2005. One nomination per member, please. If multiple nominations are made by a member, only the first listed will count.

 

[walkingeagle]

Nomination for Most Original Sex Scene.

I would like to nominate; "Skipping The Turkey Baster" by Green Gem for Most Original Sex Scene.
Here is a brief cut from it--
The wet sounds of their fucking reached Josh's ears and he inadvertently began stroking his cock slowly. The sight of the juice covered cock moving slickly in and out of Morgan's pussy had him riveted and the scent of female arousal hung thickly in the air. Lynn shot a quick glance in his direction and nodded with satisfaction at the rock hard cock that he was fisting.

 

[cuckold476]

Best sex scene

I'd like to nominate You Are What You Eat
by krr1957 ©

It took me just seconds to make my decision. As he continued to cast his head around searching for a clue I quietly undressed myself. Once naked, I eased up on to the bed and straddled his head and, as I suspected, his docile manner told me that this was not unexpected.

"Izabel?"

Hearing him confirm my worst fears fired my anger but if he thought I was his step daughter what did I care?

I lowered myself, bringing my sex to his mouth, and, almost immediately, he began to lick like a cat lapping milk.

 

[Guest]

Sock Love by Lilredjammies

At first, I wasn't sure he'd heard me, as the dryer started to move, and we rose, tangled together. Then Tony enveloped me, his strong fibers rubbing against my delicate ones. As we reached the pinnacle of the dryer, I felt a rush of heat and lint, and suddenly, his seam was inside me!

 

[4degrees]

She put one foot on the edge of the bed and we both watched as she inserted the cold stick of butter into her pussy. A smile crept over her lovely face as the sweet cream butter slid inside her.

On the counter, in the heat of the summer, the butter would've started to melt soon. Inside Sadie, it only took seconds. Hank was on his stomach when she handed me what was left of the stick of butter. I rubbed most of it into Hank's crack, pausing a moment to kiss our girl for her ingenuity. With the rest of it, I greased my cock up and down.

nominee

 

[sophia jane]

She put one foot on the edge of the bed and we both watched as she inserted the cold stick of butter into her pussy. A smile crept over her lovely face as the sweet cream butter slid inside her.

On the counter, in the heat of the summer, the butter would've started to melt soon. Inside Sadie, it only took seconds. Hank was on his stomach when she handed me what was left of the stick of butter. I rubbed most of it into Hank's crack, pausing a moment to kiss our girl for her ingenuity. With the rest of it, I greased my cock up and down.

nominee

I was totally conflicted on this category, but you just helped. I second this nomination of OhMissScarlett's Hot Buttered.

 

[drksideofthemoon]

Sock Love by Lilredjammies

At first, I wasn't sure he'd heard me, as the dryer started to move, and we rose, tangled together. Then Tony enveloped me, his strong fibers rubbing against my delicate ones. As we reached the pinnacle of the dryer, I felt a rush of heat and lint, and suddenly, his seam was inside me!

I'll second Sock Love by Lilredjammies...

 

[CopyCarver]

I'll second Sock Love by Lilredjammies...

Me third...and fourth if you'll let me stuff the box.

 

[Whispermuse]

Motorcycle Sex

"Trying to concentrate on the road, I started up, speeding up to about thirty miles an hour or so. Even at that slow speed, we were both overcome by the movement of the bike over the heavy grooves in the pavement. The uneven bouncing of the bike had the back of the bike bouncing upward, as the front came down, basically pushing Diane and I together and then drawing us apart. My cock was pistoning in and out of her wet pussy, at an incredible rate, without any effort from us.

I sped up a bit more, feeling the incredible sensation of her soft, wet cunt sliding up and down on me at an unbelievable rate. Looking down at Diane, I saw the muscles in her thighs and stomach flexing as she gave herself to the pleasure. I varied the speed of the bike, changing the speed of the penetrations into her beautiful body. My attention shot back and forth from looking at the road ahead and gazing down at her body as she slid up and down over my cock.

Her face and chest flushed to a deep red and I could hear her moans over the sound of the engine. Watching her get closer and closer, I felt myself responding, the intense pleasure building in my balls and along my pistioning shaft. Just as I was sure she was going to come, the ride got suddenly smooth as we passed out of the construction zone."



from: Godiva on the Scooter

 

[BlackShanglan]

Carsonshepherd, "What Chocolate Mousse Can Do." http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=164098 What follows is, of course, just the lead-up to a quite delicious scene.

In the hallway door she caught a glimpse of what was happening in her living room and she stopped. Stephan was half-lying back on the couch, pressed into the cushions by Kyle, who was over him, one knee on either side of Stephan's thigh. Stephan's hand caught Kyle's hair as they made out with a passion that took Shannon's breath away. She stared, heart pounding, as Kyle slowly rotated his hips against Stephan's thigh, sucking his tongue fiercely.

Over Kyle's shoulder Stephan opened his eyes and spotted Shannon standing in the shadow. She stood frozen to the spot as he smiled; Kyle noticed and glanced back before Shannon could duck into the hall. A deep, horrifying blush washed over her, but between her legs she was suddenly absolutely soaked.

"It's okay," Kyle said in that sweet voice of his. Neither one of them moved from where they were, wrapped in each other's arms. Kyle brushed his lips over Stephan's neck before he spoke to Shannon again, smiling. "We don't mind if you watch. Do we Stef?"

 

[impressive]

Sock Love by Lilredjammies

At first, I wasn't sure he'd heard me, as the dryer started to move, and we rose, tangled together. Then Tony enveloped me, his strong fibers rubbing against my delicate ones. As we reached the pinnacle of the dryer, I felt a rush of heat and lint, and suddenly, his seam was inside me!

Adding my nomination for LRJ's Sock Love!

 

[MissBri]

 

[shereads]

Gender Issues
by Dr. Mabeuse

http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=228966&page=1

Male narrator attends a costume party and has sex with a woman who is wearing a dildo and dressed as a man.

The base of the rubber prick had slipped and now was nearly over her clit, and she guided my hand so that I was hammering the plastic against her, banging her clit as the stalk moved inside her, and all the time my prick was sliding higher into her ass, into her incredible heat and tightness. I was beating her off and pushing my prick into her and Sam began to tremble. She went limp, dropping her head between her shoulders as the sensations overwhelmed her.

"Fuck me!" she breathed "Fuck my ass!"

Hot little bitch! Hot little boy! I didn't know what she was anymore. I stepped up, fed her more cock, easing it into her greasy rectum. I started to pump, then stopped. I was too close, too close. I slapped the base of the dildo against her cunt in a fast, steady rhythm causing her ass to twitch back and forth on me, like beating off using her body instead of my fist. Weird things were going through my head, not even thoughts, just impressions, confused, hot pictures—the feel of her tight ass around me, that hard cock in my hand, the smooth submissive curve of her back. We both still had our shirts and vests on. We might have been twins, two men fucking in an alley.

 

[Selena_Kitt]

Gender Issues

Uh-huh, I second that!

 

[Guest]

Gender Issues
by Dr. Mabeuse

I third the nomination for Gender Issues by dr_mabeuse.

 

[Black Tulip]

Sock Love by Lilredjammies

At first, I wasn't sure he'd heard me, as the dryer started to move, and we rose, tangled together. Then Tony enveloped me, his strong fibers rubbing against my delicate ones. As we reached the pinnacle of the dryer, I felt a rush of heat and lint, and suddenly, his seam was inside me!

I agree. This one has my vote as well.

http://www.addis-welt.de/smilie/smilie/snowman/smile.gif

 

[edda]

Sock Love by Lilredjammies get my vote

Sock Love by Lilredjammies get my vote vote

 

[carriemehome]

Gender Issues
by Dr. Mabeuse

http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=228966&page=1

Male narrator attends a costume party and has sex with a woman who is wearing a dildo and dressed as a man.

i love that one and nominate it. One of the best stories ever.

 

[Dog_Green]

I am going to nominate JTMalone70 for this category too. She is WAY too talented. I have read a lot of the stories around here and her sex scenes are much more original and unique than anything I have read on Lit or other sites.

I nominate this scene from her story An Accident, The Internet, A Hotel.

Here is the link to her story.
An Accident, The Internet, A Hotel

This is the scene I nominate.

“Wanna try something a little different?”

I looked up and he was smiling, still holding his cock in his hand.

“What?” I gasped softly, eager to have him inside my body.

He moved closer and took my hands in his, placing them near my vagina. Then he took my index fingers and guided them into my opening. I giggled and asked what he was doing.

“Just put the tips of your fingers inside… yeah, like that. Now pull yourself open a little.”

I was breathing hard, but chuckled and asked why.

“Just wanna try something different,” he said with a grin.

Curious as to what he had in mind, I complied, sliding just the tips of my two fingers inside my vaginal canal, up to the first knuckle, and pulled myself open. I felt a little awkward being in this position in front of him, even a little embarrassed to be doing this; holding myself open in such a personal and intimate manner. It made me feel as if I were offering myself to him. Offering my body; my heart and soul. Placing my entire being before him as a sacrifice.

Mark moved closer until just the very tip of his cock was in front of the gaping dark hole between my legs.

“Can you see it ok?” he asked.

I lifted my head, peering down between us. My heart was racing, eager to discover what he was doing to me. I nervously shook my head.

“No,” I said.

Then I quickly turned to the lamp next to the bed. “Turn it on,” I said, nudging my head in its direction. Mark reached over, stretching far, and clicked it on. We both winced, as the bright light suddenly filled the room, and I became very conscious of the position my body was in.

I was leaning back against the head of the bed, almost in a sitting position, my torso propped up. With my legs spread wide and feet dangling in the air, I used my index fingers to stretch my vaginal canal open. Mark held his cock so that it was pointed directly at the opening between my legs. A lump formed in my throat, and in the back of my mind I began having apprehensions. This wasn’t about sex. This was becoming more like a ritual; a sacramental air surrounding it and the bed had become an altar. The feelings I had been suppressing, about engaging in incest with my son; feelings which I kept tightly bottled up, now suddenly detonated in a tumultuous fury. And just as suddenly, I didn’t want to do this. I wanted to get dressed and flee; to run away and forget any of this had ever happened. I wanted to go home, back to my normal life as a wife and mother.

But I couldn’t. I couldn’t and watched nervously, mesmerized as my son slowly and methodically began stroking his cock, keeping the head aimed directly where I held myself open for him. I slowly turned my gaze upwards to his face. His eyes were closed and his lips formed into a tight circle, his cheeks puffing slightly in and out as he breathed. I started trembling. I was scared. This was a turning point in our relationship. The sex we had been engaging in before was merely physical, but this was wholly different. This was a shift in the paradigm surrounding us. He wasn’t going to ejaculate on me, as part of some silly sexual antic. He was going to purposefully direct his semen into me. Whether he realized it or not, his deliberate act had greater meaning behind it. When we had sex and he was inside of me, his ejaculation was simply a consequence of our bodies coming together and being stimulated; something we could only feel, but never actually see. This, however, wasn’t an overt sex act, and he was only stimulating himself in order to eject his semen; merely a preliminary procedure as part of a greater ceremonial act. Mark may not have recognized the significance in this, but it wasn’t lost upon me.

I closed my eyes tightly, as sweat rolled down my forehead. I felt cold and clammy and my body shivered. “Oh God,” I thought. “This is it. This is going to change everything about us forever.”

“Open you eyes,” he whispered hoarsely.

I clenched my teeth and slowly shook my head from side to side, whimpering softly.

I could hear his breathing, slow and deep, and he said it again. This time I complied, though reluctantly, doing as my lover asked. There was a subtle hint of a smile on his face.

“Watch,” he said, and turned his eyes downward between us.

Very nervously, I craned my neck forward, looking down. The tip of his cock was less than an inch from where I held myself open. His hand was making long slow strokes along the length of his cock. And on the last stroke, he brought his hand to the base and held it very still. I could see his body trembling, and he was breathing quickly.

In a very low growl, I heard him grumble.

“… ahhh… Jesus…”

My heart nearly stopped, as I watched a long stream of pure white semen jump from the tip of his penis like an arrow straight into my body. I gasped, not at the physical sensation, though I could feel and hear it, but at what I was seeing, what was happening to us; what we were doing.

Then, just as quickly, the stream stopped. Mark’s breathing came quickly, as he tried to catch his breath. I looked up at his face, but he told me to keep watching. I turned my eyes down again and he grunted once more, sending another thick white stream into me. I whimpered, as it entered my body, but did nothing to stop it. I didn’t want to. I gave in, surrendering not only to our sexual desires, but our primordial cravings. Mark was making me his own; his property, and I was letting him. I wanted this.

Mark gripped his cock tightly and held his head back, his mouth hanging open and the muscles and veins in his neck straining, as he fought to control his ejaculation.

“Aw fuck!” he cried out.

Another powerful stream shot into me, and I pulled my fingers wider apart, stretching the sensitive skin of my vagina almost to the point of pain.

On the verge of tears, I whimpered again, as he filled me.

“… oh my God,” I whispered softly, as I witnessed my son physically transform our relationship.

Mark slowly lowered his head and opened his eyes, staring down at me. He swayed back and forth, looking as though he were physically and emotionally drained, body and spirit.

My jaw hung down, as we looked at each other.

“…oh fuck,” I sighed, my voice quivering. “What did you do to me?”

I could feel his warm semen pooled just inside the mouth of my vagina.

I was trembling from head to toe, and he only gave me an exhausted, almost sleepy, smile in reply. Then he put his hands on my hips and pulled me closer. His cock entered my body and I felt the semen he deposited inside bubble out around it. With my hips lifted off the bed, he held me tightly to his body and began slowly bucking against me. My arms flopped over my head and I gave myself to him completely. Mark pulled on me, lurching his cock deep with each thrust, as I hung limply like a rag doll and let him flail my body. Then I felt his hands leave my hips and slide up to my breasts. I could have ended this all by letting my body fall from his cock, but instead I put my feet firmly on the mattress and held myself up, keeping us locked together.

I was in full compliance and the ceremony was complete.

 

[simply_cyn]

Carsonshepherd, "What Chocolate Mousse Can Do." http://english.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=164098 What follows is, of course, just the lead-up to a quite delicious scene.

Seconded! Without a doubt ...
Carson completely captivated me with this story.
I'm a fan

 

[carsonshepherd]

Seconded! Without a doubt ...
Carson completely captivated me with this story.
I'm a fan

Thank you! I know it's a cliche but it really is an honor just being nominated.

 

[agardineruk]

"Sock Love" Eighthed...

I agree. This one has my vote as well.

http://www.addis-welt.de/smilie/smilie/snowman/smile.gif

I'm not sure if I'm seventhing, eighthing or ninthing this. In any case, "Sock Love" by Lilredjammies is one of the most original and hilarious things I've read for ages. The most curious thing is that it is actually erotic. Who'd have thought that lint and seams could achieve such heights?

 

[rgraham666]

Going to add my vote for Sock Love by lilredjammies.

She always makes me smile.

 

[Guest]

 

[simply_cyn]

Thank you! I know it's a cliche but it really is an honor just being nominated.

Well I only did the seconding but compliments aside ~
any story that can truly make me WISH I was there experiencing it
is worth my vote and many, many others.

I don't usually give out compliments easily but I LOVED this story ...
The author isn't without his good points either