Hi - I've been writing stories about sex for many, many years. I started when I was a teenager, copying the stories from the magazines in my brother's porn stash while he was out playing football on Sunday mornings. After a while, instead of just copying them, I found that I enjoyed changing the stories as I wrote them down. It started with just changing the girl's name to 'Abi' so that I was part of the story... then I'd change the sex of one of the characters or the location and so on. I re-wrote stories, played with them, moulded them, combined them. Eventually, I stopped using the magazines and wrote my own stories from scratch. I even submitted one or two to my brother's favourite magazine and got paid for them.This is where the calendar would flick by in the film of my life to December 2010. During a house move, a friend discovered my stash of stories and started reading them. She loved them and persuaded me write some new ones and submit them to her favourite publications. I've since been published in various magazines and had several short stories used by Xcite Books for their eBook and written anthologies. I have recently discovered the joys of self-publication on Amazon and am currently writing a series called “Pee Perverts” - there will be other series following this if you like your sex a little drier ;-) However, I love hammering away at the keyboard so much that there’s still plenty for me to share on Lush. If you enjoy a bit of silliness and humour in your erotic readings, please try ‘Witch Way To The Apocalypse’ which won the ‘2012 Phenomenon’ competition. I'm in a very stable and happy relationship and it's not a joke when I say that one man is more than enough for me to cope with ;-)I'm often writing when I'm on Lush, so please don't be offended if I don't respond when poked.I really hope you enjoy reading my stories.Abi xxx
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Stretching out into our bed, “You’re still here? Thank God,” I said. A sigh, a groan a sexy poke, My fingers moving as you woke. Sunday mornings, they are the best, Stay in bed - but not to rest, Exploring you: I’m heading south, Taking you into my mouth. A suck, a lick that’s all you need, My mouth soon filling with your seed. Another suck, and your cock grew, A hunger, a...
Added 17 May 2013 | Category Love Poems
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There was a young girl with knobbly knees, Who had an orgasm whenever she sneezed. Her name was Rach and she had some fun, When her nose went twitchy, she looked at the sun. Her nasal cavity it itched and it scratched, A tightening below - there was something attached. But her breath just caught as she tipped her head back, She wanted to sneeze but had not the knack. She tried really hard...
Added 10 May 2013 | Category Love Poems
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A thousand miles of ocean blue, A thousand miles to be with you. A thousand miles to kiss your lips, A thousand miles to hold your hips. A thousand miles to dance all night, A thousand miles to make it right. A thousand miles to hear your laugh, A thousand miles to share your bath. A thousand miles to ease your pain, A thousand miles to drink champagne. A thousand miles to share...
Added 06 May 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Sometimes a girl should stand and fight; sometimes she shouldn’t. Sometimes she needs to take a break; needs to drop everything and recover. It’s not running away when you know how to fix yourself. Fifteen hours: two taxis, one flight. A scribbled address. A surprise visit. Late night arrival. A house in darkness. Embarrassment. No alternative. Quiet knocking. A light. ...
Added 03 May 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I hadn’t meant it to be like this with Anthony. I’d been trying to fly under the dating radar, looking to pick-up a man for a few hours of mindless, no-strings-attached sex. I had been determined to have sex like some men do – a physical act without any emotional entanglement. My mind had been filled with a veritable smorgasbord of sex acts that I’d wanted to run through – four months with a...
Added 27 Apr 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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Lizzie Harrison arched her back away from the worn leather seat and adjusted her upper arms to apply subtle pressure to her breasts. Satisfied that her cleavage had been enhanced to maximum effect, she called over to Richard. “Magnificent view, isn’t it?” He didn’t respond. Lizzie shouted. Richard jumped. He’d definitely heard her that time but he didn’t even bother to turn round...
Added 01 Apr 2013 | Category Supernatural
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There once was a young girl called Annie, Who had an extraordinary fanny, When she sang a song, It sang along, Which came as a shock to her granny. ***** There once was a young girl called Liz, Who hated the taste of men’s jizz, Her boyfriend was rude, Poor Lizzy, she spewed, So he’ll lick her, but she won’t suck his. ***** Jane said, “I am teaching a chum, to take my fist up her...
Added 29 Mar 2013 | Category Love Poems
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To pretend? Don't think I can, The fallacies of a broken mind, Forbidden fruit, seen with hidden eyes, Courtesies behind the lies, It was not love, it wasn't kind. This marriage: it was all a sham. No mystery; nothing to find, Splinters of a broken life, Sinful thoughts from yesterday, Bear the facts, come what may. A bitter taste, I am his wife. The record book,...
Added 28 Mar 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Did I ever tell you about the young dude, Who met two girls and what then ensued? One girl was a blond, the other, brunette. The bloke couldn't decide which was the best bet. Well…the bloke scratched his head, and his chin and his pants. And he said to himself, 'I’ll be taking a chance,' I should go for the blond - I can see that she's be hot! But how do I know if she’ll like me or not? ...
Added 28 Feb 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I saw Amber every day at the bus stop that week, but frustratingly, we were never alone. A serious-looking woman spoiled our fun by wandering around the shelter, talking endlessly into her mobile phone while waiting for a car to pick her up. She seemed indifferent to the obvious hatred and frustration rolling off me. Didn’t she know this was my special time with Amber? She could wait for a...
Added 18 Feb 2013 | Category Masturbation
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