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I want to thank  everyone who entered the Pure Romance Contest! This contest is sponsored by Tammy Freeman, the Senior Consultant over at Pure Romance. For the second phase of the contest, we’ll be having the readers vote on their favorite entry. Unfortunately, we can’t post all of each entry for the voting, but the two winners’ entries will be posted in their entirety at the close of the contest.

Below is a snippet of each entry. Read and choose your favorite, and vote!

On the 24th, we’ll announce the Grand Prize Winner, chosen by Tammy, Kelly and myself, and the Second Place Winner, chosen by you! (In the event that your highest ranked choice matches our choice for the Grand Prize Winner, the entry with the second highest number of reader votes will win Second Place.)

Read more to see the entries to vote and enjoy these wonderful snippets of erotica!

Voting ends Monday, March 23rd at 11:59 PM EST, so hop to it! Winners will be announced on March 24th. Good luck!

Aussie Femme

My pink cock was angled towards her wetness.  We kissed, and I quickly rubbed some Whipped lubricant on to the head of my cock.  I placed my fingers inside her for a few seconds – just enough that she was completely ready for me… and then I entered her.   She responded with a small moan, and I took my first thrust.  I’d never felt so close to her before.  I felt incredible – I was in charge of her desire, connected to her, on top of her, and completely and utterly in love.  As I started thrusting in to her, my desire for her overwhelmed me.  I felt like I could cry with the rawness of emotion.  I adore this woman, and now I was one with her.

Breasts Wild As Black Waves

The cars in front of her continued to crawl. Bre took the vibrator out of the bag and then its plastic wrapping. She reluctantly turned it on and listened to its soft hum drown out the beeping car horns. Bre placed one of the vibrating bullets against her arm and it tickled. She turned if off and paused. She rubbed her smooth, sculpted calf against the other as she contemplated the gentle buzzing of the toy. While slouching down her seat, Bre turned the device back on, increasing the speed, and rubbed both bullets against her nipples. She let out a slight moan at the cool metal against her skin and the stimulation of the intense vibrations. She squirmed in her seat, making her skirt ride higher and higher up her thighs…

Without Borders

As I unlock my side door and make my way up the stairs to my second floor apartment, I notice that there is a trail of rose petals leading into my bedroom. Before I even walk into my room I can smell the wonderful aroma of the silk rose petals. I walk into my bedroom and see that my bed is covered in Pure Romance’s bed of roses, and the only light is coming from several small candles that have been placed delicately around my room—I become instantly turned on. Then I come across a note telling me to put on something sexy (my lacey, red lingerie set has been set out next to the note as a not so subtle hint). I slip off my work clothes and into my sexy lingerie, with my fishnet knee-highs and super high red stilettos (I know what my woman likes). I lie down in the silky rose petals and feel their smooth touch all over my body. I am getting impatient so I begin touching myself—I just can’t wait any longer.

Thursday

Her fingers hook into my panties, one on each side, and in one motion, she’s pushing them off my hips, trying to push them down. She spins me, my legs in a wide arc, then my back is against the pole and I’m naked from the waist down. She moves against me, grinding against the soft nest of curls between my thighs, moving around me as though I was the pole. She teases me with her body, pushing against me one minute then pulling away the next. She goes down to the ground before me, shedding clothes left and right, before crawling back up my body, her leg hooked around my hip, her hand in my hair pulling my mouth against her.

She moves down my body, kissing my nipples with a sense of urgency, before dropping to her knees before me and burying her face between my thighs. Her tongue finds me wet and willing, and I grip the pole as my legs give out, only it and her body holding me in place as the pleasure overtakes me.

Anonymous

I felt a surge of blood rush to my clit and I was more than ready to feel hers against mine.  I tried to undress her as quickly as I could but she had none of it.  She made me go slow and she whispered softly to me, giving me instructions on what she wanted from me.  She pulled a bottle of Sensations massage lube out and I took it from her and began to massage it under her panties.

It went on cool, but the more I massaged her with it, the warmer it got.  I began to whisper in her ear and our roles began to change.  She became the frantic one, pulling her panties off and falling backwards onto her back.  I leaned forward with my face in front of her clit and I began to softly blow on her wetness.  The lube began to get hot and she pulled my face in closer so that I gave her a long, slow swipe with my tongue as she let out a moan that sent shivers down my spine.

Normally, I would have stayed there until she was satisfied but she pulled my head up so that my face was against hers.  “Let me taste myself.” she said as she kissed me.  “Mmmmm.  Hot Butter Rum flavored.  I love it.”  We kissed more, both of us enjoying the heat between us as we struggled to get each other placed in the right spot for some stimulation.

Wishful Dreams

She entered the bedroom – there were silk rose petals lightly scented that he had scattered and four tea candles glowing around the room.

On the bed was an eyelet lace night gown. It suddenly dawned on her that he had planned the entire thing down to the tiny details of ordering the “bed of roses” from Pure Romance. She was curious what would have happened if she hadn’t wanted to take the boat ride. She giggled and thought he probably had a Plan B. She turned off the bath water, undressed and slipped into the water. She relaxed and luxuriated. He busied himself pouring two glasses of wine, cutting fruit, setting out cheese and crackers.

She dried herself, dressed in the gown, slipped on the soft slippers she found at the end of the bed. She returned to the main room to find it warm, mildly vanilla scented and dimly lit. He handed her a glass of wine.

	Pure Romance Contest: Who Will Win?
	Aussie Femme
	Breasts Wild As Black Waves
	Without Borders
	Thursday
	Anonymous
	Wishful Dreams