About FirstBlush


“I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die.
I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget.” ~Erin Van Vuren~


A happily-taken Tereza expressing a Sabina streak through pictures and prose. Or Sabrina Fairchild, gone a little wild. Loyal, but a lousy acolyte. Considerate lover, but a horrible sub. Cordial, but guarded. Walking my own path, whatever it costs.

'Happily-taken' means my bf and a transatlantic cyber beau, neither of whom is on Lush. Yes, each knows about the other.

You're not imagining things. My story topics are admittedly narrow and buck the usual Lush landslides. I write for fun and therapy, from both heights and depths, never from the center, doing the best I can with the little I've learned, or wonder about.

Avi and pics are not mine but those of my stunt double.

I adore wall candy, both giving and receiving. Feel free to post, in accordance with our level of rapport. Oh, and I block mass mailings because I like messages to be personal - and when you receive one from me, it's strictly yours. {}


Special thank yous to Jamie, Roger, Ian, James, and especially to ChrisM for your encouragement and respect. You're all marvelous writers in such diverse ways. {} {} {} {} {}

Thank you to everyone who follows, reads and comments, and to all the mods who make things readable. Now if only the scribbling muse would return from her one-way trip to Zanzibar...

Jai M.
Relationship Status:
In a Relationship
Flying under the radar, New York, United States
Too many to list. Photography. Swimming. Volleyball. Hardball (kidding). Dance. Secondhand bookstores. The beach, in all seasons. Travel.

Other interests are found in my Lush writings.
Favorite Books:
Definitely not the long lists of highbrow stuff everyone else here seems to have.
Favorite Authors:
Non-Lush? Kinda like Maeve Binchy. Her heroines always know when to shut up.
On Lush? My little secret.
Favorite Movies:
La Femme Nikita
Legally Blonde
American Flyers
The Endless Summer
Favourite TV Shows:
Riverdale, anything quiz, Island Hunters
Favorite Music:
Jazz and r&b...there's a good sample in YT uploads


Date Joined:
08 Mar 2016
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Stories Published By FirstBlush All Stories »

Audio Story Recommended Read Jealous Of Your Phone

You lie on your bed. Your phone warms your chest. Your cock fills your hand. The rest, I forge in prurient fire. You listen through the room's solitary restlessness. On your back. Undressed. Aroused. Some are words. Some are not. Both are whispered, out of real time, yet immediate as the throb agitating your grasp. In breathless flow from your high-tech heart of glass, they echo the...

Added 04 Jun 2018 | Category Flash Erotica | Votes 18 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 25,647 | 16 Comments

Recommended Read In Pursuit Of Adonis: School's Out

I can't believe I aced Mr. Kirby's final. Actually, yes, I can. Studied my butt off for it and that's the one I was worried about. Wonder how Roxanne-Doe-Eyes fared; she probably got the same grade even though all she does in class is admire her latest manicure. It's so obvious she has Mr. Kirby wrapped around her airbrushed pinky finger from the way his face lights up as if her boobs are...

Added 07 Sep 2018 | Category Toys | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.75 | Views 1,522 | 4 Comments

Recommended Read Rub Him The Right Way 3 - Colors At An Exhibition

Except for her hypnotic performance, everything around him was fading. Spotlights dimmed. Shapes blurred. His senses were commandeered by the ferocious throb threatening to burst his strained Burberry flat fronts. Somewhere at the other end of the main gallery, his wife would be mingling amongst semi-circled acolytes accessorized with flutes of half drunk Lyme Bay, joining in buzzed homage...

Added 07 May 2018 | Category Cheating | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 4,341 | 6 Comments

Recommended Read Drought

On this lush island, Suitcases unpacked, We trade our pallid Greenwich fogs And stinging coastal mists For drenching, Rainbowed cascades Under which we play And slake feral thirst. We tangle in solandra vines, Skin saturated In tropical deluge Yet aflame With touch sparked Chain lightning. Even the night's deepest thunder Can't suppress desperate whispers Wordlessly invoking Downpours...

Added 16 Apr 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 650 | 11 Comments

Recommended Read In-Cyndi-ary Tryst

The t-shirted, long-legged young woman pulled her panties up, tossed me a confident wink, and threw back the deadbolt. From my seat in the rented room's most secluded corner, I watched him cross the threshold. My hands clenched the polished oak chair arms in a vain attempt to suppress the soaring pulse rate. For the umpteenth time I wondered why his unique presence deepened the throb...

Added 23 Mar 2017 | Category Threesomes | Votes 23 | Avg Score 5 | Views 9,491 | 19 Comments

Recommended Read Rub Him The Right Way - Take Two

Whether this goes her way or mine remains to be seen , he told himself as he contemplated the young masseuse’s proposal. His birthday surprise ended up being a surprise, all right. Oh sure, he knew about the erotic massage his wife had booked for him. He knew he would enjoy being pampered like a priapic prince under wickedly roaming hands oiled with exotic scents. The masseuse had kneaded...

Added 10 Mar 2017 | Category Cheating | Votes 31 | Avg Score 4.97 | Views 11,181 | 22 Comments

Recommended Read Summer Of Addictive Saturdays - Conclusion

I could live on this feeling forever. In the moon gilded, firefly sparked interval between the idyllic hideaway of Mr. Weston's home and the return to real life, I slid in a barefoot promenade across the newly mowed nap of his front yard. The dewy bouquet of suburban lawn infused the humid air and overwhelmed the vervaine trace of his good night kiss on my cheek, his fourth one. Four weeks....

Added 05 Oct 2017 | Category Taboo | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 6,114 | 6 Comments

Summer Of Addictive Saturdays - Part 4

“You’re quiet tonight,” Daryl said after nailing his ninth consecutive jump shot. “Just tired, I guess,” I shrugged, retrieving the bounce from beneath the backboard and passing it back to him. “Keep going; you’re on a roll.” He cocked his wiry frame and smoothly released the ball in a vaulting arc. The net whooshed without moving and I gave a whoop of approval, hoping that would shut him...

Added 04 Oct 2016 | Category Masturbation | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 6,838 | 6 Comments

Summer Of Addictive Saturdays - Part III

We lay side by side on our backs at the pool’s edge, spent and out of breath, our nakedness streaming with rivulets of water and sweat. Faint patterns of reflected light shifted rhythmically over our skin with the rise and fall of respiration as heart rates slowly stabilized.     I stared raptly up at the leaf mosaic framing the hazy night sky. Cricket songs increased their cadence as...

Added 01 Jun 2016 | Category Seduction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 5,164 | 7 Comments

Summer Of Addictive Saturdays - Part II

My eyes opened with a start, and I was no longer alone. I could write that it was the fervently imagined, mind-blowing licks of Mr. Weston's inquisitive tongue that came to life and expertly supplemented the gentle rub of my fingers as I floated suitless and spread open to the world in his swimming pool. But that's not what happened. The pool's owner was fully clothed, fully dry and had...

Added 23 Apr 2016 | Category Seduction | Votes 14 | Avg Score 4.86 | Views 5,443 | 14 Comments

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