Things you need to know about me: I'm Alexandra. I was born in Russia, though left when I was very small. I'm very girlie; love soft, pink girlie things. And hard, pink manly things. Hence, I'm not quite a virgin.
I've had lots of stories posted here, received around eighteen Recommended Reads and Editor's picks, but have deleted almost all in order to publish them on Amazon and Smashwords.
An Amazon page containing everything I've published is here: https://www.amazon.co.uk/-/e/B00AE9NUAO My similarly well-endowed Smashwords Page is here:
If you care to pay a visit, you will see I've self-published seven compilations of erotic short stories, an anthology of naughty poetry, and a naughty novella too, plus six volumes of The Inversion Chronicles, a sexy sci-fi adventure set in a distant future. 'The Complete Inversion Chronicles', a weighty tome encompassing all six books of the series, is now available from both Amazon and Smashwords. A new project entitled ‘Love Thy Neighbour’ has recently seen completion and is now available in 5 increasingly juicy parts.
I've recently begun delving into the compilations to publish individually-wrapped erotic shorts for those in need of a more speedy release. The above works total around a half-million carefully chosen and artfully arranged words. I actually remember writing the first one and remember wondering what the hell I was doing. I still do, to be honest. As I said above, many of the included tales have been posted here, and many received Recommended Reads from Lush's discerning moderators.
Simply by chance, I live on the same tiny island as The Beatles, Shakespeare, Darwin, Maxwell, Dickens, Newton, Turner, the BBC, IKB, Alan Turing, Stephen Hawking, Churchill, Elgar, The NHS, Tim Berners-Lee, Vaughan Williams, Ray Davies, Eric Clapton, P.G. Wodehouse, James Bond, George Formby, Vivian Stanshall, the Brontes, Douglas Adams, Judy Dench, The Rolling Stones, and a plethora of brilliant, innovative, eccentric, quirky and wonderfully warm-hearted people. There are no killer insects or animals here, and no killer meteorology or seismology. It is never too hot nor too cold and it rains just enough. Every worthwhile sport was codified here; almost every worthwhile invention was invented here. It's not perfect, but wouldn't you agree I'd be a fool to want to live anywhere else?
Interests I love writing, cooking, reading, classical music, playing the ukulele, gardening, documentaries, BBC4, the Shipping Forecast, Earl Grey, blue cheese... all the wild interesting stuff that has guys flocking around me. Oh, and er, sucking cock. Yeah, sucking cock... and er licking pussy. And all that other naughty stuff!
Piercings and tattoos are a mystery to me, appear mainly the province of the weak minded, the people with little or no personality who therefore need to amplify it, externalise it, to properly express themselves. Hence, 'Look at me, I've got a faux Celtic tribal tattoo on my arm, which says... er...' I find a rather misguided stance, and, 'Hey, I've got a big hole in my ear that will probably never heal properly, and a random array of infected open sores with shiny pins stuck through them!' simply leaves me cold. I'm sorry, but I don't find any of that stuff interesting. Obviously, there are exceptions to the tattoos/piercings = moron rule, and if you are now feeling somewhat aggrieved, you are probably one of them
The fact I'm finding it hard to think about - let alone write about - sex, should just about kill me off as a prospective 'friend' on a site such as this. I read others' graphic physical descriptions of where they put what and what bodily fluids are thus exuded and I have to turn away whilst considering what primitive, emotionally incontinent creatures we are.
I rarely set out to write erotica; sex is simply a theme I often explore; hence, I only address cocks and cunts indirectly, preferring to engage the reader's mind first. If you are simply a cock or a cunt, you are unlikely to find satisfaction here. Best move along and take your pleasure elsewhere.
Favorite Books Sexiest, most action-packed book I ever read was The Old Testament. It's overflowing with masturbation, sodomy, adultery, , reluctance, , murder, revenge, war, and all punctuated by cataclysmic natural disasters. There are no virgins at all. No peace either. That's where The New Testament got it wrong, why it doesn't sell so many.
And I love Grimm's' Fairytales, the original, unadulterated, unpolitically-corrected, unsanitised versions, where wolves get boiled, disembowelled, drowned, and beheaded, and where jealousy, greed, stupidity and naivety are oft punished by death.
Favorite Authors Justin Cronin, CJ Cronin, AJ Cronin, Doreen Cronin, Helena Cronin, Ali Cronin. Call it croninism...
Favorite Movies The producers, The birds, The Matrix... anything with 'The' in it. Oh, and Donnie Darko (or Donny the Darko as it's known in our house).
Favorite TV Shows Almost anything on BBC4 and anything even vaguely sci-fi.
Favorite Music Stuff like: Dear sir or madam, Will you read my book? It took me years to write; will you take a look?
Jazz (all of it), classical (most of it), 60's rock and pop, and the flip-side of Queen's second album (from Ogre Battle to Seven Seas Of Rhye). And the brilliant and very sadly-missed Bert Jansch.
Gustav Holst once said, "Never compose anything unless the not composing of it becomes a positive nuisance to you".
I believe the same could be said for writing. If you didn't have anything to say, you wouldn't speak, would you? Don't worry about writer's block and all that nonsense: when you have something to say, you'll have something to say.
His affair with his neighbour Vi in full swing, Ali encounters her sexy young niece, Leanne.
The first time I saw Leanne, I was wanking. The second time too. Which should come as no surprise really, as I’m always wanking. When Violet isn’t spreading her thighs and showing me everything she’s got by the light of her impressive new TV, I seek visual stimulation elsewhere and, thankfully, it is all around me. There’s a park at the end of our road. It has no playground, no flat areas for ball games, and it’s relative...
