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How do you find ideas to create sexy stories?
If you hang out with a group of lively, smutty writer friends, they can come from anywhere. Mischa Eliot and I were going back and forth on a Twitter DM discussing story ideas. I shared that living on an island rich with pirate history and wenches, of course, piqued my creative juices.
In the late 1800’s, at a time when the new world was growing, my island was a transportation hub. As such, businesses flourished including brothels and bordellos. I wanted to verify that information as a fact since one of the road names in the old section of town was called Ladies Street, touted for all the bordellos there. My efforts at the local museum to document this failed. But I expanded my search and dug a little further and found a surprising inspiration. And with that spark, I created Destination Bordello.
This story is located exclusively on Radish Fiction. Download their app from the Apple or Google Play Store to read. I serialize the story Destination Bordello there. Writing in this manner is different than writing a novel. I create a new episode each week. In the first episode, I share my inspirational insights. Let me introduce to the main characters Laney and Carlton and their unusual situation.
As Laney Baynes lost her massage therapy lease, she received news from attorney Carlton Jarvis of a property conveyance. With a family bordello legacy revealed, Carlton helps Laney concoct a plan to gather money to pay off the back taxes and get her new practice established. How do they do it? They pull a page from history and find themselves lost in a contemporary setting of lust and fantasy at Destination Bordello.
Excerpt from Destination Bordello.
“People like to visit places they’ve never been, have experiences that might be a once in a lifetime experience. We had a small family ranch, and after my Dad died, we needed help. I came up with a ranch-cation idea. People lived there and worked the ranch. It helped us, and they had an adventure.”
“That makes perfect sense for your situation, but we’re talking about a building that housed a bordello.”
“I’m not suggesting you open for prostitution. Our firm holds the paperwork. I need not tell them how we are using the building during the transition. Instead, it’s a space for people to act out fantasies ‘as if’ they were in the bordello. They pay to come to this destination.”
Laney cocked her head and scrunched her face. “Like a destination bordello?”
“Yes.” She sighed and shook her head.
“I’d come to one, Laney.”
My eagerness for fixing a problem took over.
“Come on, let me show you this.”
I grabbed Laney’s hand and pulled her up the stairs.
I located the room with the hidden space. Adam and Eli’s muffled voices were nearby. “I found the books here.” I pulled a panel down and showed Laney the hiding space in the wall.
“Wow. It is secretive.” She reached out to touch it but pressed a panel above it which dropped opening a peephole into the next room.
As she tiptoed to peer inside, Laney slapped her hand over her mouth. She turned and nodded her head toward the hole for me to look.
What the hell?
Laney cupped her hands around my ear. “I can only see the tops of their heads. Are they role-playing?”
Her warm breath tickled my ear, and I wished I was role playing with her.
“I’m too short, tell me.” I leaned forward to look through the hole.
Eli walked around a kneeling Adam, and she smacked his butt. She continued her circle and loosened the top of her dress and exposed her lace covered breasts. She jiggled them in his face. I nodded my head at Laney.
“I want to see,” she whispered. Her eyes pleaded with me. How could I say no?
I motioned for her to stand in front of me and I lifted her up. My fingers brushed her side breast, and animal lust took over. When she leaned forward to look, her ass cushioned itself below my waist. I was on fire. After peering in, she patted my arm signaling me to set her down.
Sliding her down my body was glorious torture. When her feet touched the ground, she turned in my arms.
What did I see? Desire, longing, questions. I pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and she sighed. Because it felt natural, I pulled her into my arms and hugged her. She clutched me with a quiet moan. I rubbed her shoulders, and then my cock joined the show. She pulled back. With a crook of her finger, she motioned me to come forward. I bent, so we were nose to nose.
She whispered. “It makes me horny knowing what they are doing. I like to watch.”
Laney didn’t have to share that, but she had to know it affected me. Her words caused my desire to surge and reeved me up. I took her face in my hands and kissed her. Her lips and tongue took charge, and I met her stroke for stroke. She broke the kiss and moved her mouth by my ear. “Do you think this is what they used this space for, watching?”
I dropped my hands to her ass and squeezed while I shook my head yes.
“What they are doing now?” Without dropping my hold on her ass, I moved us closer to the wall, and I peeked inside.
“Tell me.”
“Adam is sucking Eli’s nipples, and her hand is between her legs.”
I ached to have my fingers inside Laney. As I had that thought, Laney reached behind me, grabbed my hand from her ass and placed my palm between us against the opening of her thighs. Her other massaged my cock. “I’m feeling naughty, Carl.” I wiggled my fingers against her, and she cooed.
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