Writer's block, ideas appreciated

[Lovepotion69]

Hi all,
I'm working on my first story and well, I kinda know what I want to write, but it's not working. I finally got to the sex scene and suddenly my darn brain shut off! Can you believe it, I'm writing an erotic story and I can't come up with anything for the sex scene, how pathetic is that? LOL

Please help me!
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She could hear the soft thump of the coat falling onto the cold linoleum floor. Her heart was beating faster and her stomach started to churn with excitement. She could not remember the last time she had felt this kind of excitement within her. Suddenly she felt him grip her right arm and waist. The grip was tight and she was surprised by the strength in it. Before she knew it, he had forcefully spun her around to face the wall.

With one hand running along her inner legs he pushed her legs apart. Standing with arms stretched out in front of her, palms firmly planted against the white cement wall and legs spread, she could feel him coming up from behind. His breath tickled her neck and made her shiver in anticipation.

His hands wiggled its way around her waist, she could feel him tugging at her sweater and before she knew it his hands were gripping her breasts. Gently but firmly he started to knead them, slowly working up the tempo. She could feel him standing right behind her, his belt buckle digging into her well-rounded ass. His breath still sending shivers down her spine and his lips playfully tugging on her earlobe.
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The male character is to be very much in control, think the cliche strip search thing. I just can't come up with what exactly he can do to her! Help! Brainstorming ideas please. Geesh, I'm not even sure I want them to have full on sex. Would that work, or are readers only after full-on sex?

Thanks!
/LP
P.S Hm, and this is definitely not the final version. I probably will change some stuff and add some more detail, but please come up with ideas.

 

[SlaveMasterUK]

Hi LP,

Is the entire piece going to be based around this scene (i.e. will it be a short few pages type piece) or is this part of a longer story?

Perhaps the main reason I don't do 'shorts' is because I get stuck like you have, I know what I want to happen but I can't seem to find a natural 'flow' to get it out beyond a certain point.

In a longer story you have some freedom - if you get stuck on a scene, just leave it. Go on and write another. Come back to it later.

Maybe this will work for a short too - if you don't want to write this story, start another, or just write some random thing that comes into your head. Or go listen to some music, watch a film, play the piano or the guitar or whatever you do to chill out. Forget about it, it's not like you're on a deadline.

Writing stories has become my life, but sometimes I get completely stuck half-way through a good scene (and to be honest, what you've written above is good - I already want to read more.) When I get stuck I sometimes have to force myself to switch off.

Just like your computer. Sometimes, when it won't do what it's supposed to, you just gotta switch it off for a bit.

Hope that helps?

Ax

 

[Couture]

I'm not sure, but I think writer's block actually requires you to have written first.

For what it's worth, the sex scenes are always where I get stuck too. That and beginning new chapters.

What if she sees someone watching them? She wants to tell her lover, but he is too busy role-playing . . . or is he? As far as the sex. He fingers her then he fucks her. How about that?

You haven't given me much to work with here. You've only listed a brief scene. There's no hook. No buildup.

 

[NorthwestRain]

why not scrap it, and start again? You can then meld the two, or use the best of them. Get really drunk and write the sex scene, see if you get any ideas from an altered conciousness.

 

[Lovepotion69]

I'm not sure, but I think writer's block actually requires you to have written first.

For what it's worth, the sex scenes are always where I get stuck too. That and beginning new chapters.

What if she sees someone watching them? She wants to tell her lover, but he is too busy role-playing . . . or is he? As far as the sex. He fingers her then he fucks her. How about that?

You haven't given me much to work with here. You've only listed a brief scene. There's no hook. No buildup.

The reason I only listed one scene is because I can't exactly post everything I've written. Unless you want a 2367 word long post...

It starts off with the background how they ended up even getting kissing and getting it on. He's a security guard at her work, she has only spoken to him a few times, never really found him that attractive, but one evening after a party they get talking. He leads her to a deserted cinema and then offers to give her a shoulder massage. She's really tired, so he tells her to go home and sleep. Just as they are about to say goodbye he kisses her and they start to make out. He's the assertive type and turns her around, hands against the wall and legs spread apart. Think police search thing.

/LP

 

[Pookie]

LP,

I think I saw in another thread where you mentioned that your first story is a real life incident. Why not just write out what happened during the sex? Or are you adding on a fantasy to a real life situation?

Pookie

 

[karmadog]

I usually go for a long walk. Long enough that I get tired, then I start for home. By the time I get home, I usually have it worked out.

 

[Lovepotion69]

LP,

I think I saw in another thread where you mentioned that your first story is a real life incident. Why not just write out what happened during the sex? Or are you adding on a fantasy to a real life situation?

Pookie

As someone else mentioned on the other thread; it's not always real life and literature go along. I've started to add stuff etc. Guess I'm merging real life with fantasy.

/LP

 

[MathGirl]

Writer's block

Writer's block can be horrible. I'm having trouble with it, too.

"Here I sit, broken hearted,
Paid to ........................... "

Damn! Paid to .......... dance? Nawww
Paid to .......... sweat? Mmmmm, nope
Paid to .......... Awww, shit. I'm never gonna find the word

 

[Dirt Man]

Hope this helps get you over the hump...

She could hear the soft thump of the coat falling onto the cold linoleum floor. Her heart was beating faster and her stomach started to churn with excitement. She could not remember the last time she had felt this kind of excitement within her. Suddenly she felt him grip her right arm and waist. The grip was tight and she was surprised by the strength in it. Before she knew it, he had forcefully spun her around to face the wall.

With one hand running along her inner knees he pushed her legs apart. Standing with arms stretched out in front of her, palms firmly planted against the white cement wall and legs spread, she could feel him coming up from behind. His breath tickled her neck and made her shiver in anticipation.

His hands wiggled its way around her waist, she could feel him tugging at her sweater and before she knew it his hand were gripping her breasts. Gently but firmly he started to knead them, slowly working up the tempo. She could feel him standing right behind her, his belt buckle digging into her well-rounded ass. His breath still sending shivers down her spine and his lips playfully tugging on her earlobe.

His lips touched the nap of her neck making her shiver. Her legs began shaking as she felt his right hand slither down her right side while his left continued to massage her breasts, and tug at her nipples. The fire ant inch started then, and as his hand bunched her skirt up around her hips she felt the dampness forming in the satiny material of her panties. And as his tongue trickled, and tease behind her ears she felt the feather light touch of a finger caressing her gossomer covered slit.

The strength of his left arm's embrace helped to hold her steady, and in the standard police frisk stance bowed against the wall as he nibbled, plucked, tongued, suckled, and caressed her to a state of whimpering near idiocy. She could taste the perspiration on her upper lip as she bit it to muffle an outcry when he lowered her panties to her knees. The cool air against her nakedness made her shiver again as she knew they could be caught out in the open at any moment.

The fingers of his right hand like a spider crawling along the crevass of her buttocks before slipping underneath to the waiting moistness at her center. And then he touched her most private of privates for the first time. Flesh to flesh, fingers fondled fur covered finery. Her panting breath, the only sound she heard, seemed to echo through her soul.

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Use what you wish. I'd write the whole thing out for you, but I don't think that's what you were asking for. In any event good luck with the story.

As Always
I Am the
Dirt Man