Yuna's half-formed ideas, hot sex words, etc...

Giving you something I said earlier today, hope it inspires:

"Words can touch places where fingers cannot."
 
Today's half-formed thought: clichéd though it is, I want to try my hand at the dirty isolated motel genre. But how to make it fresh???

What elements are it that attract you to the genre? How many can be stripped away and/or reinvented before it loses that elusive spark? Does it have to be a motel? What sort of quirks/edges do your characters have over their peers? Attention to detail, for one...

Is "fresh" a personal criteria, or something that will also win the fevered imaginations of other devotees of flickering lights and feral gasps?
 
I want to try my hand at the dirty isolated motel genre. But how to make it fresh???

Hmmm. I think what I'd do is jot down a list of things that I hate about the genre, and things I like about the genre. A "What's been done to death" list, and "what still works" list. Once the tropes and items are all laid out, it'll be easier to see what should be used for a story, what can make it work.

You could either just omit everything on the "bad" list and just focus on the good... or try to figure out what things could be done to make the "bad" list work.

(note: after typing my reply, I read "User Damashii"'s post. my bad, we pretty much said the same thing. Sorry!)

Clichés must be my thang lately... the tired old babysitter genre. But I keep flashing to the following image to get off:

Hiding under his desk, sucking his cock as he pretends to work on his computer. His wife suddenly comes in, and his hand pushes my head all the way down on his cock, keeping me still, his cock shoved deeply into my throat, as he calmly answers her mundane query. It's all I can do to start coughing, but I don't want to give us away. She can't see me under the desk, can she?

OK, that is fucking hot. Good gravy.
 
BTW, cliche story ideas have become cliche for a reason...they are often fucking HAWT!
 
Hm... that it is a place out of time, just a blank slate room. There's something dirty about it, intensified by the dinginess of the setting. Yes, it has to be a motel. A place where people go to do the nasty and everyone knows it.

It's not a room for romance or "making love." A place where there's a frisson of shame upon entering, but it's co-mingled with something else. The knowledge that you are going to be thrown down onto that bed as soon as the door closes. At least one piece of clothing will not survive the night.

And yet, he's walking slowly down the hallway to your room. Smiling at you, letting you experience the shabby decor. Another couple walks past. They try not to make eye contact, but one of them does. They both laugh. Someone upstairs is being ravished, not caring who hears.

The door closes behind you.
 
Try using alternative words to "said" that assist in the tone you reaching for.

Eg: "Feeling it now, my dear Kitten?" I intoned in a dark whisper.


Something similar and not "off-the-top-of-your-head"ish would make things run smoothly. :)
 
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