Hi everyone! I'm Ciara Dallas and I'm happy to be here today. A big thank you to Indigo for inviting me to crash her blog for a day! I've brought with me a little discussion on writing prompts for a sexy scene. I know some writers struggle when their characters reach that point in their relationship. For me, they are my favorite scenes to write.
So, when Indigo asked if I'd be willing to provide some writing prompts or a free read.... I ended up with both. As I tried to think of sex scene writing prompts, a short piece flooded my thoughts and I had to write it out.
First I thought of where I wanted the couple to hook up. I got the idea of quickie in the alley.
Then the following questions came to mind:
Who put who there?
Were they both willing to go into the alley?
Were they there on purpose?
Did something in the alley grab their attention?
Where did they come from before they got to the alley?
Where were they going?
Why couldn't they wait?
What position are they in?
Do they do it quick and dirty or slow and sensual?
What are they wearing?
See, sometimes my mind works a bit... backwards. At least when I'm thinking about a very short piece, I start with formulating the sex scene, then try to rewind it... which brings me to more questions!
Why are they together tonight?
How'd they meet?
What attracted them to each other?
After I ran those questions, my answers told a story. A bare bones story that I fleshed out a bit from there. Are you ready to read the result?
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First Date by Ciara Dallas
Julia wasn't the type to have sex on the first date. In fact, she rarely went beyond kissing until the fifth date. It's not that she didn't like sex. She enjoyed it immensely, but letting a man know her so intimately - be so close - wasn't something she took lightly. That is, until she met Marcus.
The first time she laid eyes on him, oh how he sent her heart fluttering. It was at her cousin Nick's 30th birthday party. Marcus was at the snack table, balancing a small paper plate on top of a beer can, trying to load it up. She thought it was cute the way he sampled everything before adding it to his plate. The last thing he sampled was Nick's famous chili cheese dip. Well, it was the last thing he tried to sample since most of the cheese splattered across the front of his shirt before the chip even reached is lips.
His eyes met her gaze, his cheeks reddened with embarrassment. She quickly offered to help attend to the mess before the stain set. Without question, he pulled his shirt off and handed it to her. Julia's mouth went dry at the sight of his muscular arms and chiseled abs. He was good looking with his dark hair and eyes, but she wasn't expecting such a delectable body hidden beneath his shirt.
After her initial jaw drop, they cleaned up his shirt and introduced themselves. Running his name through her memory bank, she was certain he wasn't part of the family. Hell, with a hot body like that it'd be impossible to believe. Yet, she was relieved to find out he was one of Nick's co-workers. And even better, he wanted to meet her for drinks sometime.
That sometime was tonight. It'd gone quite well, but Julia began to worry about him being too nice. He hadn't tried to make a move on her. She was used to rebuffing sexual advances, testing a man's patience and measuring his desire by the continued hunt. She liked making them think they finally broke down her wall, that she could no longer resist them.
That she was giving in.
Julia and Marcus walked arm and arm down the street, leaning against each other as they meandered along the sidewalk. Casting him a sidelong glance, Julia imagined him without his shirt on again. She longed to run her tongue over his chest. The thought made her hot.
"You're just a few blocks north, right?" He looked at her for confirmation.
"Why won't you kiss me?" she blurted out. Stupid buzz killed her internal filter.
Marcus slowed down, uncertain how to respond. He didn't turn to face her. "Well, uh, y'see..." Nervously, he ran his free hand through his hair. "Nick said to, uh, take it... easy-er, slow. With you." He flashed her a sheepish grin.
Mentally, Julia slapped herself on the forehead. Why did Nick bother saying anything? He didn't understand the game. The reason. The need. However, the lack of pursuit was making her want Marcus even more. Her increasingly damp panties were undeniable proof.
They continued walking in awkward silence. The streetlights shone on his face, his eyes gleaming. He was so pleasing to look at. As they approached a dark alley, Julia tugged on Marcus' arm, leading him into it.
"What are you doing?"
"I-I can't wait. I want you. I want you now." She wrapped her arms around his neck, catching him off guard as her mouth sought his. It took a few moments before their lips and tongues worked properly together. Never before had she enjoyed the taste of pretzels and beer as much as now.
Marcus broke the kiss first. "Wow. This is not what I was expecting."
Julia tilted her head to the side. "Oh?"
"I don't mean... it's not a bad thing."
Grinning, she breathed into his ear, "Oh, but I can be a very, very bad thing."
Marcus pressed his lips to her neck, attempting to suppress a moan. He backed her against a brick wall, groping at her chest. His thumbs rubbed her hardened nipples through her blouse. She feared they would tear a hole right through the material. She moaned, clawing at his shirt, untucking and unbuttoning it until her hands met smooth, hot flesh.
Julia felt out of control, driven by her overwhelming desire and craving to be filled by this man. This man she barely knew. This man who tried to respect her on the first date. She fumbled with the button of his pants. His warm breath gasped into her ear as her fingers encircled his lengthening erection. Impressive, he was well equipped too.
She heard the disappointment in his sigh as she released him from her grip. "Take me. Fill me. Now!" she panted, hiking her skirt up around her hips.
"Here? You sure?" He glanced around the alley. It was dark and full of shadows, making it difficult to discern what was there.
"Yesss," she hissed, sticking her hot, wet tongue into his ear.
Marcus pressed against her, snaking his hand between her thighs. He attempted to pulled down her pantyhose without success. With a growl of urgency, he pushed his finger roughly into the crease of her thigh and ripped open the crotch of her stockings. Julia's eyes widened in surprise, but a satisfied smile crossed her face. She explored the nearby area with her foot, finding a crate or box next to her. She propped her foot up on it, spreading her thighs further apart.
Hastily he pushed her panties to the side. Bending his knees slightly, his cock blindly bashed against her outer lips until the head slid into her wetness. Both of their hearts quickened. His cock pulsated within her, the slick walls of her pussy clenched around him. Marcus straightened up, filling her to the hilt. He gripped her hips and thrust in and out roughly, bringing both of them to the brink of orgasm quickly.
Julia banged the back of her head against the brick wall as she tried to arch her back. Her fingers clamped down on his shoulders. She bit her lip, trying not to cry out too loudly. He squeezed her ass, driving into her as they came. Her body went limp. She eased off of his still erect cock.
He kissed her deeply. "Sorry it was so... rushed."
"It was what I needed. Now we can go back to my apartment for another round." They kissed again, lips lingering. "Let's hurry..."
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Ah, sometimes a fast-paced quickie is just what we need.
I hope you enjoyed the story and I hope the writing prompts can help if you're struggling to write a sexy scene.
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