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Using whatever criteria you like, what would be the best sex scene in an SOL story? Since SOL stories often contain many sex scenes, please specify which chapter of which story has the scene you like best.

I don't have enough hubris to claim any of the sex scenes in my stories are "The Best" on SoL. However, I think they are very good.

I would appreciate if anyone would read the sex scenes in these two stories, and offer suggestions either in this thread, or by PM.

https://storiesonline.net/s/29338/a-girl-in-an-alley

I wasn't sure how to respond to what Allie had told me. She resolved my dilemma by leaning over and using her tongue to lave my cock, making it slick for her hand that was slowly pumping my shaft. Allie used her piercing to tease just under the crown of my cock, causing me to squirm. She pressed her right forearm against my left thigh, and braced herself with her left hand upon my right thigh to steady me, and make it easier to take the head of my cock into her mouth. Energetically she bobbed her head up and down as my cock turned to steel.

While the young teenage girl was providing me with a second excellent blowjob, I took the opportunity to admire her lithe body. There is something about a girl's, or woman's bare back that turns me on; partially it's because it's likely she isn't wearing a bra. I stroked my hand along her back, causing her to shiver. Continuing to explore her body, I caressed her tight, firm, and shapely ass. I eased one, then two fingers into her tight jailbait pussy. Her cunt was already juicy, but as I slowly pumped my fingers deeper she trembled and her natural lubrication was oozing down her thighs as she frantically sucked my cock.

"Fuck! I am Horny! You're Hard Now. You'd better get to Fuck'n Me with your Big Black Cock!" Allie said as soon as my cock was out of her mouth, and then she splayed back upon the seat where she had been sitting, then kneeling upon.

It was not as easy for me to get into a position to fuck the enticing jailbait hooker. The backseat was barely wide enough for her, if I was going to be between her legs, I would probably have to put my right knee on the floorboard. Allie had spread open her left leg, bent at the knee, her foot resting on the floor; but her right leg was constrained by the seat-back. Walking forward on my knees, I grasped her left ankle and bent her leg back. She lightly rested her bare foot against my left pectoral muscle, as I pressed the head of my cock against the lips of her tight wet pussy.

Her pussy was so tight. Trying to be gentle, I did not thrust my hips like I wanted to, but instead pressed forward inexorably. Allie's breathing quickened, she had a sheen of perspiration that I noticed as her breasts thrust up, her nipples hard little pebbles. Her mouth was slightly open as she gasped and then moaned as the head of my cock forced its way between her nether lips and into her clam. Fortunately for both of us she was so well lubricated with her own juices facilitating my cock penetrating her twat. Her skin flushed and she trembled in what I thought was an orgasm.

"Oh. Ohhh ... Ooohhh! Oh! Daddy!" Allie exclaimed as I smelled her musk.

Watching her face her freckles almost disappeared as she grew flush. Her face, neck, and above her breasts reddened. Allie moaned and thrust her hips at me, taking several inches of my shaft into her jailbait pussy. Her eyes were focused on my cock, and so I too turned my attention to our joined bodies. For the first time I noticed she had a silvery ring that vertically pierced her clitoral hood. Her inner thighs, and her pussy were slick with her secretions.

"Fuuuhhh-ck! Ohhhhh ... O-O-Oh! Fuck! I-I-I-Oh-Oh-Ohhhh ... Daddy! I Need ALL of You Big Black Cock! Fuck! Me! Fuck Me! Fuh-Fuh-Fuh-Fuck Me! Fuck Me Like I D-de-deserv-- uhhh Fuhhh-ck!" Allie moaned.

Writhing on the seat, she hunched towards me as I thrust my hips forward burying most of my cock in her tight little quim. Concerned that she might slide off the seat, and break my cock, I grasped her wrists and pinned her to the seat. Her right foot slid up until the back of her calf rested upon my left shoulder. It is a good that the little minx is so flexible, although if she doesn't practice yoga, she might be sore in the morning. Thrashing around, I wasn't sure if Allie was trying to fight, but her puckered nipples and passionate moans indicated she was enjoying being ravished.

The contrast between my dark hue and her pale complexion is extremely titillating. Allie is so petite that it seemed I was engulfing her. Elfin in appearance, yet she was fucking so energetically, that I had to struggle to not be bucked off. Our gyrations resulted in me penetrating her balls deep. Her eyes had rolled up, so all I could see was white. Incoherent noises were all that came out of her wide open mouth. Slick with perspiration, our bodies undulated as we mated. Cumming repeatedly Allie's musk aroused me to greater passion; my balls slapped against her tight ass as I fucked her tightly clasping pussy for all I was worth.

Rutting animalistically we fucked with abandon. There was no though of pulling out as my climax came upon me. I continued thrusting deep into her nubile cunt. The pistoning of my cock resulted in her juices and my seed overflowing her quivering pussy. Allie seemed to sense my orgasm and began gyrating her hips, grinding our groins together and ensuring that I filled her with my cum. Perhaps she was moaning quietly, her lips were parted and she was breathing heavily.

Though I still had her wrists pinned over her head while I continued to ravish her, thrusting my cock into her core; my now drained balls danced against her puckered rosebud. Allie writhed, her hard nipples grazing my chest as she succumbed to yet another orgasm. Obviously you can't rape the willing! When I began to ease my cock out of her grasping pussy, she wrapped her legs around my ass. Of course I could have pulled out, but I acquiesced to her silent demand.

We lay there in our afterglow, and then Allie quietly said, "I have never been filled so full..."

Sex scenes from second story in a subsequent post.

I have had numerous difficulties with the first story that I began posting on SoL. Including somehow screwing up a Chapter Name and the name of the story. Laz assisted me in fixing that issue (mostly) {you will notice the Story name and the Http don't match}.

I have continued writing this story, but It is very long, and I have endured a heart attack, the government shutdowns during Covid-19 "trapping me" in a long term care facility, and the loss of a computer. I don't plan to post any more chapters until I finish this story; or at least the "first book" as it were.

Meanwhile, I am writing several times a week; but often different WiP (Work in Progress). I would appreciate constructive criticism to better write my stories overall, but this tread is focused upon (Great) "The Best" Sex Scenes.

Sixth Generation Cowboy and a Third Generation Whore

https://storiesonline.net/s/20085/the-past-effects-the

From Chapter 2:

We entered and she turned on the lights. Without further ado, she stripped naked, and then put on some shower shoes. As I was getting out of my clothes, she went over and turned on a shower. Stepping into the water to rinse the sweat from dancing off her svelte body, subsequently shampooing her short blond hair. Before joining her, I took my time admiring her lithe physique. Lean, with a swimmer's physique, long, shapely limbs, small, but very firm breasts, at least B-cups, she had toned abs, and good muscle tone all over, but she did not really appear to be some kind of Tomboy athlete; rather she seemed more like a very fit cheerleader, or a member of a drill team; she was not petite enough to be a gymnast. Her pubes were shaved bare, causing her to appear to be barely out of her tweens, maybe still in junior high school.

"You'll enjoy touching more than watching," she said, while gesturing for me to come hither.

Loni, although I had yet to learn her name, appears to be the typical girl next door, friendly, wholesome, and chaste; in public. Her public demeanor concealed a sexually uninhibited freak, when she chose to be. Wordlessly, she poured some of her scented body wash onto my hands. Her blue eyes stared boldly into mine; but I noticed she was also biting her lip nervously.

My soap slick hands lightly grasped her hips, holding her inches from my ridged body. Teasingly I ran my hands up her torso, barely caressing the sides of her breasts, as I continued under her arms and across her shoulder blades. Stepping back a moment to apply more soap, I then proceeded to wash her back, her arms, her tummy, then working down her body, I stroked her flanks, her thighs, the backs of her knees, and calves.

Naked, together, our contrasts were emphasized. Despite the harsh desert environment, probably because she wore all the protective gear we are supposed to, her skin was fair and unblemished, like a Nordic princess. My mahogany toned hide was already marred with scars from wounds, and other injuries from my experiences in combat, and from the realistic training that had prepared me and my men for war; not to mention a few I garnered growing up a cowboy on a working ranch.

Although Loni is only slightly shorter than average, with a slim, athletic build, she almost appears to be a little girl standing next to me. I am about a foot taller than her, and certainly mass more than twice what she weighs. She had to be at least eighteen, and more likely nineteen or twenty, even if she still looked like jailbait. At that time, I was in my mid-twenties, but by my mien and demeanor, many people assume I am more mature.

Loni gasped as I forcefully backed her against the wall of the shower stall. Her breath quickened as I reached between our bodies to grasp her left ankle with my left hand and raised her leg until her knee touched the wall, pinned against her ribcage. She trembled uncontrollably as my throbbing cock thrust against her bare, wet, tight pussy. I knew she was the sort of girl you could do things To!

Squirming in near ecstasy, she burst into giggles when I began washing her foot with my soapy right hand. Repeating the process on her left foot reduced our sexual tension a notch. Loni had relaxed, luxuriating in unexpected sensuality of my ministrations, leaving her unprepared for erotic rollercoaster ride I was taking her on when I suddenly stroked her tits with my soapy hands, teasing her nipples to excited peaks; she began panting excitedly as I inserted two thick fingers into her tight little pink pussy.

Teasing her to the brink of orgasm; she asserted herself, grasping my wrist with both hands in a surprisingly strong grasp, she muttered. "You Fucker."

Laughing, I taunted her, "No. I am going to Fuck Her. Soon. When You Beg Me Little Girl!"

"We will probably run out of hot water before you get around to fucking me!" Loni said mockingly.

Taking matters into her hands, she began soaping up my torso, her hands alternately firmly stroking my muscles, then dancing across my skin like butterflies. As she stroked down the sides of my ribs, she licked each of my nipples, then applied little kisses on my chest and then on my arms, after she had cleaned them too. She worked her way around me to soap my back, then she continued down to stroke my ass. Next, she washed my legs, and lifted my feet to remove my shower shoes and wash my feet. Teasingly, she kissed me everywhere she washed. Once more in front of me, she positioned me so that the shower played upon my back and shoulders.

Loni got down on her knees before soaping up my cock and balls. Her hands stroked me tenderly. Tauntingly, she would occasionally brush my abdomen or thighs, then refocus of upon my genitals. Her little fist could not seem to completely encircle the girth of my throbbing cock, as she slowly, excruciatingly pumped me with one hand, and fondled my balls, already heavy with pent-up cum. Just as I was about to roar with frustration, she took almost a third of my length into her mouth, until her lips met her delicately fingered hand. Loni was every suburban dad's worst nightmare, or pornographic fantasy! A cute little white girl, down on her knees sucking a Big Black Cock, preliminary to getting her brains fucked out by a well-hung Nigger!

Loni slowly backed her mouth off my tumescent cock, displaying considerable prowess in the art of fellatio, she used her tongue to tease me to the brink. The little white girl eased her mouth off my stiff member, giving me a moments reprieve from her exquisite oral torture. As I took a deep breath, the little minx winked at me, and gave me a wicked grin, just before she flicked her tongue across the head of my penis; then licking up and down the shaft of my cock, as she continued to slowly pump my meat.

Deftly she used her hands, mouth, and especially of her tongue to release my animal virility. It seemed to be her desire to provoke me to ravish her nubile body; it became a game between us to see if she could cause me to lose control. Perversely, I was determined to force her to display that she was a wonton slut for my big black cock, rather than just mouth raping her, which she seemed to be provoking me to do.

At the time I wished I had a video camera to record this naughty little girl, and her enthusiastic performance of fellatio. Yet, obviously, by the hardening of my cock, I can recall it very well to this day. She then kissed her way up my shaft, then engulfed the head of my cock, swirling her tongue around as she slowly bobbed her head up and down, using both hands to stroke my shaft as she sucked up my pre-cum. When she pulled her mouth off me, I thought perhaps her mouth was growing tired, for her lips had been stretched obscenely to engulf my big black cock. My thoughts were scattered when this innocent looking girl deftly licked and sucked my balls, causing me to wonder which of us had enjoyed more sexual exploits!

"C'mon. I want you to cum in my mouth. Daddy! I want you to cum now, so you can Fuck My Brains out for a looong time. Daddy! She pouted.

She put her words to action by taking my cock even deeper into mouth than she had previously. At first, she was easing my tumescent rod into her throat, but she soon established a rhythm, and then she increased her pace. To spur me on she redoubled her efforts jacking my cock, lubricated with her saliva, and my pre-cum; her other hand fondled my balls, trying to milk my seed out of them.

Clenching my hands into fists, I held back a roar of conquest as I began to cum into the mouth of this nubile little white slut with "Daddy issues"; which explained a lot. She moaned with excitement, furthering my pleasure, as I clutched the back of her blond head in a powerful grip as I continued to shoot my load into her willing mouth.

Even though I was staggered by such an unanticipated erotic experience, I managed to remain on my feet. Insatiable, she continued to ravenously suck my cock, causing me to remain hard despite the conclusion of my orgasm. Eventually she stopped bobbing her head back and forth, but she wasn't finished yet. She licked around the head of my cock, then smacked her lips, seeming to relish having consumed every drop! Loni's exuberant foreplay certainly had me anticipating how passionate she would be when we were fucking!

"I Knew you were a Real Man, I bet that was as good for you, as it was for me? Wasn't it Daddy?" She stated boldly.

Nodding, I said, "You know it was fantastic! ... So. You have a thing for older men?"

"I have an attraction for Older. Black. Men ... Well. Hung. Black. Men." She said smirking.

"What was your first clue? Don't tell me now. I want us to go somewhere I can jump your bones!" she exclaimed.

She had begun stroking my still stiff cock as we bantered. Abruptly she stopped that, winked at me,

After they leave the shower area they go to another location. There is a decent foreplay scene, and what I think is an average sex scene.

At the end of Chapter 5:

I hung up my sport coat, and also Loni's business suit jacket. She kicked off her heels, and suggested we relax together in the whirlpool tub. She told me that was why she had opted for a suite. While the tub was filling, we both hopped in the shower to rinse off. We soaped each other's body, and exchanged caresses, but it did not quite rise to the level of foreplay.

I inquired if she would mind if I removed my artificial leg. Generally, I shower with it; I even go swimming wearing it as part of my physical therapy. Confiding to her that my stump was hurting caused her to become very attentive. She assisted me to the hot tub, and as I eased into the bubbling water; Loni toweled dry my artificial leg, and then set it on the nearby counter next to the sink. Before we entered the shower, she had poured something herbal into the roiling water. The scented water gave forth a soothing aroma.

For the first time in days, I began to truly relax. Tension drained from my body, as well as my mind and my soul. Until this moment, I hadn't realized how much the stress had been building. Loni had not selected something fruity or flowery; rather, the fragrance reminded me of the outdoors, not piney, maybe cedar, or perhaps sandalwood. My eyes had drifted close, which I never do with another person in the room. They snaped open when Loni spoke softly, and offered me a glass of chilled wine. She set the bottle in a bucket of ice nearby, and joined me in the tub.

Deftly, Loni shifted me around so that she could massage the corded muscles of my shoulders and neck, before she said, "I empathize with you, the loss of your grandfather. I always thought I would be able to reconnect with my father He is lost at sea, we never even had a body to bury. Yet, as soon as I realized who that handsome Marine was, I wanted to jump your bones! Your presence brought back memories I still fantasize about. I don't want you to jump out of the tub, and hop down the hallway on one leg ... I've never had better sex than the times we fucked ... and made love. I hope we may be friends, with benefits, when you return to Quantico."

I could feel her stiff nipples pressing into my back as she kneaded my muscles, I collected my thoughts before responding, "Honey, I may be a confirmed bachelor, but I am not a complete idiot. I hoped we were going to get hot and sweaty together when you invited me to come up to your room. Suggesting we get naked and hop into this tub confirmed my lustful thoughts. It would be a man far dumber than me who would hop out of this tub and leave you. Although, I may turn completely boneless if you keep that up. I'll also admit that our previous activities are the stuff of my wet dreams."

Loni purred like a contented cat in the sun, as she continued to caress my body. She rested her chin on my shoulder, her breath tickling my ear. Essential oils permeated the steamy atmosphere eliciting the fantasy of being seduced by a nubile Elf Maiden in a secluded hot spring. All of my muscles had turned to jelly; except one. My cock was rigid in anticipation. Languidly I pivoted, grasped Loni around her trim waist, lifted her, and set her between my legs with her back towards me; lest I drift off to sleep in her arms. My caresses swept down from her neck, across her shoulders and arms, tickling her toned abs, brushing her thighs and legs.

Loni was stroking my arms and upper legs as she murmured, "You have more scars than the last time we were together ... if anything, though, you are even more muscular and toned now. All the girls who get to see your glorious body, I bet their pussies get wet!"

"Your body is flawless! When we met you were a very sexy teenager, you have matured into an incredibly sexy young woman. Your silky skin, and nubile body are causing me sinful thoughts. If we continue this a minute longer, I am going to shoot off into the water." I told her; not mentioning the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and the faint bags under them, accenting the haunted look lingering too often in her eyes.

"As I recall, you are good for more than one load. But I'm not willing to waste an opportunity. Let me help you out of here, and over to the bed. I have to be able to perform a fireman's carry of a fellow agent, some of the guys are almost as big as you. I won't carry you, but put your arm over my shoulder and allow me to assist you for a short distance," Loni said.

Wiggling her butt against my rigid shaft almost caused me to lose it. Loni flashed me a leering grin while hopping out of the bubbling water, and then turning off the water jets. She was rapidly toweling off, as I used my arms to leverage myself out of the water, and onto the lip of the tub. She handed me a fluffy white towel, which I used to quickly wipe down so that I would not drip too much on the carpet, nor soak the bed. Loni's body is toned and firm, more developed and athletic than when she was a teenager. I admired her femininity too, her soft womanly curves, her bust was still modest, girlish, but firm, not requiring the support of a bra. She did not really support me, but rather stabilized me as I hopped over to the California King sized bed.

As we passed by, I grabbed my artificial leg off of the counter, once we got to the bed, I dropped it on the floor, so it would be available when I needed to hit the head later. Brief toweling did not completely dry us, in the brighter light of the bedroom, I noticed droplets glistening on her toned body. I really enjoy sex with athletic women. Developing core strength seems to have a similar effect to Kegel exercises. Women and girls who ride horses, in my experience, learn to work their bodies in a manner that cause their pussies to feel tighter.

Unobvious when she was wearing her dress, observing Loni naked in our well lit hotel room, revealed how marvelously she had developed her body. Exerting herself to assist me allowed me to appreciate how her abs tightened, I wondered if she swam much; or played beach volleyball. With my arm over her shoulders, I could feel Loni's sleek muscles, under her silky skin. Loni had matured from a willowy teenager, into an even more desirable young woman. At first glance, Loni still appeared to be nubile; but if a knowing person looked into her eyes, you could discern that age is more than years. I hoped we could banish each other's demons for a bit.

When we were close enough, I executed a forward tumble onto the bed, before my feet hit the pillows, I pivoted on my hips, causing Loni to say, "Feeling energetic enough to play, are you?"

As Loni scrambled onto the bed with me, I responded, "I'm feeling very energetic to play with you!"

Removing the chocolate mints from atop the pillows, Loni set them on a nightstand, saying, "I'll move these, or we'll make a mess."

My chuckling while she cavorted about the bed must have inspired her to tickle me, but she didn't discover any of my secret ticklish spots; so, she cheated. Loni took my semi-rigid cock into her mouth, and swiftly brought me to full erection. She alternated teasing me with her tongue and lips, then bobbing energetically taking the shaft of my cock deep, the head of my cock into her throat. While sucking my cock, her hands danced across my thighs, then fluttered across my abdomen, before fondling my balls. Loni ignored my warning that I was close to cumming. She hastened my orgasm by increasing the intensity of her ministrations. She swallowed my load enthusiastically.

She resisted my feeble attempts to grasp her by the waist, and lift her up, to return the favor; instead, she scampered off to the head, and rinsed her mouth and brushed her teeth, calling out, "I want to kiss you for a while, while you recuperate."

"Are you claiming I couldn't satisfy you right now?" I taunted

Giggling as she came back to join me on the bed, Loni said, "You're limp as a linguini! Not just your noodle, you couldn't even restrain me when I was getting off the bed. I turned you into putty in my hands ... and Mouth!"

Loni crawled across the bed, and across me, ending our conversation by kissing me. Her mouth tasted of mint, causing me to appreciate her consideration. Our kisses were increasingly passionate. Stoking our fires, we caressed each other; reacquainting ourselves in an intimate manner. Seemingly she was fascinated by my multitude of scars, daintily tracing them with her fingers, occasionally kissing my marred skin. Meanwhile, I was reveling in the contrast of her silky skin over toned muscle. First her breath quickened, then my own.

Stroking my callused hands upon her nubile flesh seemingly excited her further, judging by the increasing intensity of her muffled moans as we continued kissing. Shifting my focus from her legs and thighs, across her toned abs, then cupping her slight breasts. My hands covered her breasts, my rough palms teasing her stiff nipples. Switching from her mouth, I used my lips and tongue to torment her nipples, causing them to become pebbly, and her to be flushed from her cleavage to her neck. She groaned as I lifted her up, and pivoted her and brought her shaved pussy up to my chin.

Dew drops of her anticipation glistened upon Loni's shaved pussy. I inhaled her aroma as I tongued her outer lips. Gently at first, I licked her labia, as she began to squirm, I darted my tongue between her folds, electrifying her center. She moaned, and spread her legs widely, as my tongue pried into her depths. Her excitement building, I switched my attention to her clitoris, suddenly bringing her over the edge; causing her to cry out. Resting my head on a pillow, I admired her spasming orgasm. She punctuated her cries with unintelligible words.

Seemingly spent, she collapsed upon my torso, her feet by my head, and her head laying upon my right thigh. Loni sighed lustily, then surprised me by suddenly taking my stiffening cock into her mouth. While I was not yet fully erect, she took me to the root, her lips brushing my testicles. She did something amazing with her tongue, while the head of my cock was in her throat. Gasping slightly as she swiftly backed off, she then proceeded to energetically bob her head up and down, sucking my cock enthusiastically.

Having brought me to full erection, Loni, released me from her mouth, then acrobatically rolled over, laying spread eagled, saying, "Fuck Me! Fuck Me With Your Big Black Cock! You Make Me Such A Slut!"

I rolled over onto her, keeping most of my weight on my arms. I was resting on my elbows, so I could use my hands to align the head of my cock with her tight pink pussy. Even with her legs spread, her slit only presented a narrow opening. Rubbing the head of my cock against her crotch to lubricate it caused Loni to squirm in anticipation. She was making it challenging to slip my cock into her nubile pussy. However, once the head of my cock penetrated her, she thrust her hips off the bed, taking my shaft deep into her welcoming pussy.

"Oooh Pimp Daddy! You Make Me A Naughty Little White Whore! No One Else Makes Me Behave So Nasty!" Loni moaned loudly; I hoped these fancy suites had good insulation, or our neighbors might make some problematic phone calls.

Loni was arching her back, keeping my weight on my elbow, I began caressing her back with my hands, causing her to press her nubile breasts against my muscular chest. Her nipples felt as if they were firm little fingertips, arcing erotic energy between us. Matching her tempo, I began pumping my hips, plunging into her depths, eliciting moans of passion from her. Babbling erotic nonsense, Loni's arms were flailing, as she was rotating her hips, as she crossed her ankles in the small of my back, driving my big black cock deeper into her sopping pussy.

I could feel her swollen clit pressing against the shaft of my cock as I was fucking her just the way she was begging me to. Suddenly, she grabbed a pillow and using it to muffle her screams, she began bucking against my body. Loni's legs were shaking spasmodically in a turbulent orgasm. I would have kissed her, but the damn pillow was between us. Arching my back, to keep my face clear of the pillow, I sank into her clutching depths. Seeming as if she was milking me, my cock began ejaculating into her welcoming cunt.

Our pace was no longer frantic, yet our hips continued undulating. We could feel a creampie overflowing her saturated pussy. Loni was still using the pillow to quiet her gasps and moans; her body was trembling and flushed. Not wanting to crush her, I had to grasp the slippery shaft of my still hard cock and extract myself from the clutching embrace of her tight pussy. As the head of my cock emerged there was an obscene squelching sound announced my extraction. Causing her to giggle and her skin to flush a deeper pink.

Rolling over, I was laying upon a mound of pillows, all the better to survey my accomplishment. Tremors occasionally wracked Loni's body as she basked in the aftermath of her orgasm. Her legs splayed wide; her thighs were glazed with the creampie oozing from her overflowing pussy. Tossing the pillow away, Loni glanced at me, then began giggling like a school girl. Lesser men might have been daunted by such a reaction. I merely grinned in satisfaction of what I had wrought.

I think that both of these sex scenes are very good, although not The BEST on SoL.

I would appreciate feedback on how to improve these scenes. I have some other sex scenes I have written, that aren't as good. If someone wants to use the links to compare them, and offer suggestions, I wouldn't mind.

However, I don't think every sex scene in a story "needs" to be The BEST (TM).

The scenes I have clipped here the characters are experiencing strong emotions, and are engaged in passionate sex, that also shows they have the knowledge and intention of engaging in superior sex.

IMHO if you are depicting multiple sex scenes in a story, not all of those scenes should be "the best" unless there is some reason that every time those individuals have sex it is truly superior.

Even "average" sex can be pleasurable, sometimes even sub-par sex can be fun, and decently written. Even more so for oral sex. Not that a scene should be boring to read. Sometimes it makes sense to write a sex scene that is rushed, or fumbling, or just okay, so that you differentiate from a spectacular coupling.

It has been several years since I have re-read this story; but as I recall there are several scenes in this 160+ chapter story that may qualify for "The BEST" sex scene on SoL. Jay Cantrell is (was) one of the best writers on SoL. This story has a Rating of 9.05 and is one of my favorites. However, I cannot remember where my favorite sex scenes are. I may re-read it again soon, and post links to those particular chapters (in a few weeks).

Many of Jay Cantrell's stories are excellent, perhaps more so the stories that have little or no graphic sex.