About Pixie_Hoffmann


Known as Pixie because I am petite. I am 30, and work as an events organiser. I am gay, very gay (so please, guys, read this bit before asking for what I can't provide).

My Lush life revolves around the twin poles of my writing and my lovers. I love writing, and am here to write poems and stories; if you like them, please let me know.

Love is not love if it ceases when it alteration finds. My lover, my partner, the incredible deviantsusie may occasionally be very naughty to me, but I adore and love her, and she is just the most wonderful woman.

Our love allows us both other lovers, and Juliefungirl is my very special lover, as is that wonderful writer Monica3. Susie takes an especial delight in my lookalike Kay8, with whom we both have so much fun.

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

I also want to say a special thank you to the wonderful curvygalore, not only for allowing me to flirt, but also for help and encouragement with my writing, and for her emotional intelligence; she's a star.

I have a group of wonderful ladies who entrust me with their sexual satisfaction, which is a great honour and privilege. My beloved Katiekate and Karen_uk, are long-standing dear friends, and more recently, Carol, Just_Julie, daisydoo and English_emma, have all trusted me to be with them. My darling Tina has also committed herself to my hands ... and other places.

I am blessed, too, in having two kinky playmates, Angie_Sinn and the wonderful Dani (dna), who explore female sexuality with me and Emm.

Then comes the incomparable Emm_du_Jour as the tart formerly known as Emmanuelle has become. She is owned by Alyssacummings. She appears in most of my stories, and what is described there is true of her.

I own and moderate the private chat group, St Trinian's, Sixth form college. To be clear, no under 18s allowed, and Lush rules apply at all times.

Withal, I have a deep craving to belong, and yet need to remain detached.

Pixie Hoffmann
Relationship Status:
In a Relationship with deviantsusie
Local Time:
22 Jul 2018 01:49
Creative arts, especially early music, poetry and drama. Here on Lush, my special women, and exploring with them the varieties of female sexuality. Writing erotic stories and poetry. My own 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


Date Joined:
25 Feb 2018
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Topic: Upskirt pics
Posted: 19 Jul 2018 21:49


Topic: RUMPLATIONS: Awesome Honky Tonk and Cyber Bar
Posted: 14 Jul 2018 08:57

Greetings to all who enter hoping to escape the sound and fury that can accompany FRIDAY the 13TH.

Glad I am to say Big Bertha, our sacred and ceremonial coffee urn is now full of fresh brewed dark roast coffee along with a plentiful supply of hot water for our tea sippers.

In partial atonement for the latest American pest to infest fair England, all blighted Blighties will be given a 50% discount on their first drink which will arrive in a mostly clean glass or mug, as the case may be. Enjoy.

BTW, expressions of sympathy may now be extended to your beleaguered barkeep. Last Friday the 13th, I endured one of those 'roto rooter' jobs. Now I've discovered that on this Friday the 13th, I have an appointment at the dentist. Woe is I. ;)

Now before they come to take me away, Big Bertha has a lot to offer. Of course, there's no time like the present for the UK crowd to start taking advantage of today's half-price drink special. So whadda ya lusty Lush lads and ladies wanna drink?

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Bombay Sapphire gin, with fever water tonic, Mediterranean, double with ice and a slice, please .

Sorry to hear about the tooth x

Topic: Highest number of times you had sex in one day ?
Posted: 14 Jul 2018 05:37

Four times, with two partners at the same time

Topic: RUMPLATIONS: Awesome Honky Tonk and Cyber Bar
Posted: 09 Jul 2018 11:14

Hi beautiful! thanks, but this is an alcohol free weekend. <img src="/images/emoticons/embarassed.gif" alt="Embarassed"> :)

Erm, run that one by me again ... alcohol free weekend?

Oh I see, a weekend with free alcohol ... count me in

Topic: RUMPLATIONS: Awesome Honky Tonk and Cyber Bar
Posted: 09 Jul 2018 11:11

More likely you are being affected by Wimbledon. That's being played today in London. But surely you jest?

Wombledon means the trains are all to hell.

The footie seems to have passed me by ...

Topic: Alphabet Cities (A-Z)
Posted: 08 Jul 2018 00:12


Topic: threesome : which one you prefer FFM/FMM/FFF/MMM ?
Posted: 07 Jul 2018 05:59

F/f/f every time

Topic: RUMPLATIONS: Awesome Honky Tonk and Cyber Bar
Posted: 07 Jul 2018 05:50

Yes there is the small matter of the Soccer World Cup 2020 played in Russia. Soccer or football,as it is more commonly known around the world, is a game played by 2 teams of 11 highly paid prima donnas.

Oh that would be why! No embarrassed chaps looking furtive ... yummy!

Topic: RUMPLATIONS: Awesome Honky Tonk and Cyber Bar
Posted: 07 Jul 2018 04:56

Espresso x 2 for me
Is there some sort of sporty thing going on? I am going shopping later, and when I phoned my fave lingerie store, they said today would be a good time.

Summer sizzlers not stoking my creative fires, will hang back and go for my 100th sole authored story xx

Topic: Moderator of the Month for June
Posted: 03 Jul 2018 11:48

<img src="/images/emoticons/boobieflash2.gif" alt="boobieflash2"> <img src="/images/emoticons/love7.gif" alt="love7"> Congratulations

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The Swans Neck: chapter four

It was colder than charity outside our chamber on the morn of Christmas tide. Ealdgyth refused to attend Mass, and when my Lord sent a messenger to order her to do so, she threw her shoes at him. 'Tell my faithless husband that he is in a state of mortal sin! He should not go to Mass. He's a bastard!' With that she threw her shoe at him. No other messenger came. I held my Mistress....

Added 21 Jul 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 262 | 5 Comments

The Ladies from AUNTIE, chapter 6

I knew Emm had finally finished her marathon session with Miss Sinn when, about the time the dawn hour broke, I received a text saying: 'She says my ass is the best tasting one ever. She tongues almost as well as me ... gotta go.' As she explained later that day (where did she get her energy from?) Angie and her had a lot in common, one of the things being that she worked for the...

Added 18 Jul 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 643 | 9 Comments

The Swans Neck: chapter three

‘The King will name me as his heir,’ Harold declared, when we, and others, had settled. ‘It is inevitable, and the right thing. No one else has the support I do.’ Edwin, the earl of Mercia looked at Harold: ‘And so the arrangement of which we have spoken will happen?’ ‘I shall formally marry your sister, Edith, on St Stephen’s day, two days hence,’ Harold replied, resolutely not looking...

Added 17 Jul 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 492 | 9 Comments

The Swans Neck: chapter two

We travelled light. Earl Harold went on ahead with his swiftest steed and his housecarls. Ealdgyth, myself, and the ladies in waiting followed more sedately. The old Roman roads were such a blessing, and we arrived in Westminster two days before the Christ Mass. The Court was hushed with anxiety. The old King was a saintly man, so they said. He was pious, he gave much money to the Church,...

Added 15 Jul 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 804 | 9 Comments

The Swans neck: chapter one

My Mistress was worried; which worried me. ‘Danegyth, this could end badly for us all, you are a clever little thing, can you think of a way in which we could persuade the earl to think again.’ I hated to see my beloved Ealdgyth upset. By common consent she was the most beautiful woman in England. Known as ‘the fair; or ‘swans neck,’ and her husband, the great Godwin earl, Harold, loved...

Added 14 Jul 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,506 | 12 Comments

The Ladies from AUNTIE, chapter 5

The difficulties of our task with the anti-trafficking agency preoccupied me. Globalization had familiarized us all with the idea that world markets were a good thing in themselves. We got food and goods from across the globe, why not sex too? Most of us accepted the idea that sex work could empower women, which made it difficult to say that sex work per se was wrong, and easy for many...

Added 11 Jul 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 817 | 11 Comments

The sting

The sting of the lash the feel of the leather and you seem to be able still to hold it together   The heel and the toe the feel of the leather and now perhaps not so together   The pinch of the clamps the feel of the steel and now you can no longer feel   The pull of my fingers the tug of the chain and now all you get is the exquisite pain   But it is the feel on your ass ...

Added 09 Jul 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 20 | Avg Score 5 | Views 347 | 16 Comments


There is an absence which resembles presence, a loss which is less than loss should be, because though absent from my arms my heart is full of you.   Your scent lingers, and I keep your soiled knickers  under my pillow to remind me as I play .   You are my Lode Star, yours as I never thought  to be for any but am for you my twin compasses other half.    ...

Added 07 Jul 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 13 | Avg Score 4.92 | Views 216 | 11 Comments

The Ladies from AUNTIE, chapter 4

  The moon was almost hidden, and the stars were beginning to hide, and Emm had taken all of her things inside. She was, she told me, going to have to talk with Ekaterina. She had, she confessed, fallen for Aly. I had never seen her like this. 'Emm,' I said, 'if this AUNTIE thing is going to work, then you need to concentrate. Ekaterina is a key contact, and we can't have you up and...

Added 04 Jul 2018 | Category Lesbian | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,273 | 9 Comments

The hooker

There she was. Kay had been right. She looked delicious. She was petite, her short, black skirt barely covered her arse, and her thigh boots made her look like she was playing dress up. Her top was punctuated by two hard nipples; her tits too small for a bra. She was smoking furiously, nervous most likely. So Kay had been correct. I was away for a dirty weekend with Kay, who had been...

Added 02 Jul 2018 | Category Flash Erotica | Votes 21 | Avg Score 4.95 | Views 2,013 | 14 Comments

Stories Coauthored By Pixie_Hoffmann

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 608 | 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 3,197 | 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 785 | 13 Comments

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