About Pixie_Hoffmann


Known as Pixie because I am petite. I am 31, and work in higher education. I am gay, so while happy to say hello to a guy, I wouldn't want one to waste time chatting me up.

My Lush life revolves around my two wonderful wives, Mrs Annie (CuriousAnnie) and Mrs Mel (Mellisadee). Our polyamorous marriage, and their love, are my mainstay. I would never deny them their pleasure with others, and they would not deny me, but we ask only that if you play with us, you recognise the primacy of our marriage. If either of them are on-line they will be my priority.

I have some very dear close friends in the wonderful Angie_Sinn, and Laura (Lesluvtrib), as well as the bestest of best friends in a former lover who remains dear to me and my wives.

My writing is about my experiences and fantasies, and is therefore lesbian in nature and content. For new readers, the flash erotica might be the best place to start.

There are two main series: one begins with 'Call me Pixie,' and goes through several series to the current 'Sinn Girls' saga. The other is an historical saga concerning my alter ego, Rahab, and moves her from 'In the Seraglio,' through several series to the current one, 'Rahab and the Great Exodus.'

I am grateful to those who have encouraged my writing, and especially to the wonderful curvygalore. She not only allows me to flirt with her, but has provided support and emotional intelligence in abundance; she's a star.

There is a small group of very special men who deserve mention for the way they have encouraged me: Adagio, Borntosurf, ChrisM, davidls, dragonfly996, dragon-slayer, farmeroger, fluttered, fuzzy1954, The Charmer2016, rheged6 and zensurfer. You guys are the best.

In the words of one reader:
'Well take it from me .. you are one of the most utilized females on Lush .. the go to person for the best cums on Lush.'

All of these lovers are interwoven into my writings, even if, as Dylan put it: 'I had to rearrange their faces and give them all a different name.' And if you know whence that led, you will understand why withal, I have a deep craving to belong, and yet need to remain detached from all save a precious few.

Mrs Pixie Hoffmann
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Creative arts, especially early music, poetry and drama.
My twin loves, Mel and Annie.
Writing erotica.
Exploring my Jewish/Roma heritage.
Favorite Books:
The Torah. Shakespeare's sonnets. The poetry of John Donne, George Herbert and T.S. Eliot. My 'Desert Island' book would be Eliot's 'Four Quartets.'
Favorite Authors:
Shakespeare; George Herbert; Jane Austen; Tolkien.
Favorite Movies:
Amelie, St Trinian's movies
Favourite TV Shows:
I don't have time
Favorite Music:
Hildegard von Bingen; Tallis, Byrd, Kletzmer


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Stories Published By Pixie_Hoffmann All Stories »

Prague Spring at Christmas

Prague for Christmas, Milly had said. I'd had a view on it, but as usual, didn't want to press the matter. Milly had decided views on most things, and it made for a quieter life to agree with her. In any event, how could I even begin to outline what, for me, were still more like inchoate phantoms than logical objections? Milly would have demolished the latter, but the former she would...

Added 17 Nov 2018 | Category Lesbian

Rahab and the Great Exodus: Chapter Three

Mel was perturbed. 'Are you sure that your Great Council will, literally, buy into your plans, darling?' She looked concerned. 'Why? What have you heard?' I asked. 'Simply that some of the other Counsellors are saying that you have given that scoundrel Dogu too much.' 'I gather so. I have spread the word that he will be bearing the lion's share of the costs, and that should, I hope, at...

Added 13 Nov 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 473 | 7 Comments

The Sinn Girls: Chapter 11: Sinning in Paris

To say we were subdued was an understatement. Pixie, Oli and I were, for us, unusually quiet as the late night Eurostar sped towards Paris. I can't speak for the other two, but I, Aussie Annie, joker and life and soul of the party, was verging on being overwhelmed by what I had just put my hand up for. Like Frodo with the ring or Harry with Voldemort, I hadn't sought out that burden. But...

Added 11 Nov 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 639 | 7 Comments

The Sinn Girls: chapter 10: Sinn in Paris

The success of the Nic-Nak case, as it would become known, would firmly cement the reputation of the Sinn Girls as the No.1 Lesbian Detective Agency. But that was ahead of us, as there was to be a sting in the tail of that case, and any misstep while we were basking in the joy of a case well done could prove fatal, literally the death of Sinn. Pixie, who loved her paperwork, proudly showed...

Added 04 Nov 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 792 | 12 Comments

The Sinn Girls: Chapter 9: The Sinn Bin

Well, they say that one should never stereotype, and the five lesbians who stepped out of the taxi clearly didn't conform to anyone's preconceived notion of what a Sapphic night out should look like, although the keen-eyed observer would have spotted that we had covered most of the bases. But, while we may have dressed differently, we were united in a shared understanding of what we aimed...

Added 01 Nov 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 885 | 6 Comments

Mistress Mine

"Oh Mistress Mine, where are you roaming?" So sang the Clown, knowing that ''youth's a stuff will not endure.''   Yet, endure is what youth does, knowing, by instinct the lie that journeys end in lovers' meetings   when they end in endings which is why the journey took place at all.   It may be that mirth is had in present laughter, but then what of it? What's to come is...

Added 29 Oct 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 3 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 389 | 4 Comments

The Sinn Girls: chapter 8: The Sinns of the daughters

I was still a little wobbly after my post-lunch 'lie down' with Mel and Pixie. But, despite the state of my legs, I whispered to myself, "Lead us not into temptation," and slipped out of their arms, knowing that Miss Sinn expected her will to be done and would not forgive us our trespasses if we three didn't focus on the new case. Mel and Pixie could scour the Internet from home, but I...

Added 27 Oct 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,267 | 7 Comments

The Sinn Girls: Chapter 7: Sinn begins at home

All was quiet at the Sinn Detective Agency. They say that the Devil makes work for idle hands, and while I would not say that our hands were idle, there are those who would argue that they were about the Devil's work. But the fact was that after that wonderful first session as a threesome, Pixie, Mel and I settled down very nicely indeed. It was clear that Pixie's submissive tendencies...

Added 24 Oct 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 952 | 13 Comments

Rahab and the Exodus: Chapter Two

  One of the first results of Mellisa's reorganisation of the Chancery was the discovery that some of the Emirs and local governors had been falsifying their returns to the Treasury. Mel's predecessor had, as all Ottoman officials did, supplemented his meagre income by raking off money from the tax returns; but he had been greedy. This presented me with an opportunity - and a dilemma. At...

Added 21 Oct 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 629 | 11 Comments

Golden summer

The Golden summer is fading the memories, like the fellowship, scattered like leaves upon the grass, prey to the winds of chance, and yet not just the memories linger.   We laughed and lusted, and played as the sun shone in the sky, and there was joy and pleasure enough to share. But there also was love, and that has grown.   Shadows cast by the past join with the night drawing...

Added 20 Oct 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 8 | Avg Score 4.88 | Views 323 | 8 Comments

Stories Coauthored By Pixie_Hoffmann

The Sinn Girls: Shenanigans in Sinn

In no sense of the word was I Down Under anymore. I was one Aussie girl who felt on top of the world. My apprenticeship in the London office of the Sinn detective agency had been a success. And even better, I had now contributed to Miss Sinn’s second significant case, the solving of Sir David’s dilemma. Though it was, I thought to myself, difficult to explain to your mother that your...

Added 23 Sep 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,127 | 3 Comments

The Sinn Girls: Apprenticeship in Sinn

“Bye Annie, see you soon,” Miss Hoffmann said with a smile. And as Miss Hoffmann and Miss Sinn wandered out of the Savoy with Sir Adrian, I couldn’t help but stare. Pixie was a delight, small that is true but perfectly formed. That delicate arse, cute little tits and the plaits, yummy. I knew she was happily married, but wondered if her delicious wife, Sarah might, given the right...

Added 04 Sep 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,136 | 6 Comments

A True Story of an English Dinner Party

This is a true story, which happened in Southern England around 1990. I recently bumped into Mary, who is involved in the story. I told her I was writing an account of the evening and she asked if she could contribute a few memories to it as well… When I was married to my first wife we had great sex but simply not enough for me (I had a couple of affairs because I needed more) but,...

Added 25 Jul 2018 | Category Group Sex | Votes 26 | Avg Score 5 | Views 12,502 | 22 Comments

Of Tea Water

In a condensation of the tea water with a fragrance of pekoe, in evaporation as if a scent, like a landscape of Claude Monet's. As we kiss with love's extract beneath a trellis of the stars, in my poetry of memoirs, my impression of sunrise. The scent lingers, the hour feigns as the moment's pleased, and the brush falters. Now the sunrise on the canvas, the stars fall, the sun rises, and...

Added 06 Jun 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 717 | 11 Comments

Of Cloaked Vesture

A palsied penumbra by any other name is still a rook of cloaked vesture. Like a locust with a St. Vitus dance, shedding its outerwear of disposition, the tall, gaunt man grinned. He was of devious nomenclature, and pseudonymous character. He imbibed a rum laudanum from a flask, pausing, touching the window pane, with a gelatinous temper of lustful desire and his fingers tapping like...

Added 12 Apr 2018 | Category Lesbian | Views 6,515 | 12 Comments

Shakers Of Sand

Like a caravan my memories traverse Over dunes of my mind's thinker And shakers of sand. On an escalator to the ascending moon With footprints in Arizona, Shooting a Tequila. As the Sonoran sun falls And the Red Centaury sleeps, As we kiss neath a zephyr's touch And the hackles of the saguaro. From the edges of the auberge noire, The night’s sands slip away, Leaving...

Added 05 Apr 2018 | Category Love Poems | Views 915 | 13 Comments

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