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Summer 2002 First Place To Protect And To Serve by Al Dente
"Oh, that’s too bad," said Amber. There was a slight pause. "By the way officer, aren’t you forgetting something?" "What’s that?" I replied, looking in the mirror at her. "Aren’t you going to frisk me?" she said, her mischievous emerald eyes catching mine in the mirror...
Second Place If you live in my neighborhood, I’ve watched you fuck...
Honorable Mention Winner - Porn/Erotica Short Story Contest This was pretty much the story of her life. Night after night, she sought satisfaction and found none. Men found her hard to resist, even though word was getting around that she was promiscuous and discarded used lovers like dirty diapers. Looking for love? Perhaps. Perhaps not... ~ Winner - Porn/Erotica Short Story Contest Grabbing the quilt and taking his hand, she led him to the living room, where the big picture window was. She knelt, spreading the bedcovering and pulling him down beside her, tears wetting her face... ~ Winner - Porn/Erotica Short Story Contest
“Uh, what kind of video?” I asked innocently. “You know,” she said, “That kind of video.” “Really?” I was making a heroic effort to keep the delight out of my voice, and sound appropriately shocked. That kind of video huh? “Yeah. And, I’m so embarrassed! I just want to get rid of it, but I don’t know if I’m allowed. It’s not like me to take pictures of that kind of stuff.What do you think I should do, Officer?”... ~ Winner - Porn/Erotica Short Story Contest Is it simply desire that fuels the fire in those eyes? Or is it something more? Jealousy? Love? I scarcely dare to hope. He is so cold, so unreadable. What would it take to force him to show his true feelings? I turn my back to him, a seductive smile spreading across my face as a plan takes shape in my racing mind... ~ Winner - Porn/Erotica Short Story Contest He thinks to himself... I am sure she is sound asleep. Preparing her mind and body for the challenges of a new workweek. He tries to envision the sight of her lying in her bed. On her back? Stomach? Knees cocked to the side, grasping the pillow? He watches her breathe and in his mind he runs his hands along her skin...not waking her...rolling his palms over her breasts and down her stomach, with the lightest touch...fueling a dream. ~ Winner - Porn/Erotica Short Story Contest The anticipation kills me. Makes my legs weak and my stomach quiver... ~ Fall 2000 March Madness by Cassandra Arwen What would be different? What could catch his attention? What if he’s doing this to piss me off on purpose? All kinds of things ran through her head. She glared at him across the couch...his dark eyes were staring at the tv, he was leaning his body forward slightly, seemingly interested in the happenings...he reminded her of a cat ready to pounce. His muscles were visible through the clothing he wore, and she licked her lips and felt heat flow through her body as her eyes went to his hands and imagined him running them over her body... ~ Winner - Porn/Erotica Short Story Contest ~
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