Lucy Lilithian Brown
Bio
I am a stay at home mum who loves writing erotic stories. Some of them are based on my own experiences, others are totally made up scenarios.
Stories (19/0)
Gym Time
I have been using the local gym for the past six months, I am getting near fifty and a bit podgy. I thought it was time to do something about it. I would go there around 2am when I knew it was quiet. Petra had been there every time I was and over the months, we had gone from the greeting nod to 10 - 15 min chats. She was 20 something, 5'6" and absolutely gorgeous. I was amazed that she needed to use the gym she was perfect. She had thighs that could crush walnuts. After my work out and the usual chat I made my way to the showers only to find them out of order. I decided I'd shower when I got home so I packed up and headed for my car. Outside I saw Zara stood by her car scratching her head. Going over I saw that some little toe rag had stolen her wheels. She told me she had called the police and they said they would be there some time tomorrow. Being a gentleman, I offered to drop her home which she thanked me for as she accepted. On the drive to hers she became very touchy feely making little rubs of my arms and leg as we chatted. We finally got to her house and I was offered a coffee. I politely declined the offer as I wanted to get home and shower. She looked a bit put out and offered the use of hers whilst she made the coffee. I decided to accept and made my way inside with her. She showed me to the shower then left me to it slapping my arse on the way out. I thought it was strange but guessed she was just being friendly. There was no way she could fancy me I am old enough to be her father.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown4 years ago in Filthy
Gay Bar
I was at the gay club which I am a regular at. Since it opened 3 years ago, I have been there every night. It is a great safe place to meet other me. I don’t hook up every time but most nights I go home with someone and it is never the same person. Anyway, this one night I was feeling particularly horny and was desperate to take someone home for some much needed relief. The music was pumping out through the sound system and the drinks were flowing nicely. I had spotted a “newbie” standing alone in the corner, sipping on a martini. I had noticed many other guys go over and talk to him, only to walk away a few minutes later. It was unlikely that anyone was going to score with him, but I still fancied my chances.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown4 years ago in Filthy
Lip Service
I had been at university for a few months and I was struggling to fit in. All the other girls were pretty, slim, athletic with loads of money. I am the plain Jane. My parents had sold their house and moved to a condo in order for me to get my education. My peers all drove road in Camaro’s and Mustang’s, I rode round on a push bike. It was all getting a bit much for me. I spent most of my time in the library, avoiding the rush of people going about their day. This is where I met Angelica. She was like me, plain and not very outgoing. We would nod whenever we saw each other but kept ourselves to ourselves.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown4 years ago in Filthy
Sub Zero
I was feeling kind of low and stressed, due to the pressures if work. I worked in insurance and the job was very high demand. As a thirty something woman, with her own house and car, mortgage that I was paying a small fortune for, I had been working as many hours as possible and it was taking its toll. It was the weekend and I had invited my best friend Rory round for a movie and pizza. I had my comfort pj’s on and was waiting for him to turn up. We had been friends since college and spent as much time together as possible, but due to his new job, we had not seen each other for months. Everything was ready for when he arrived, the pizza had been cut, the wine poured, the corn had been popped and the movie paused at the beginning.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown4 years ago in Filthy
Club Style
I was at work, in the best club in town. Every night it was packed full of people, getting wasted and hooking up. The night was over, but I had been asked to lock up. The boss had had to leave early, an emergency at home apparently. The clean up staff had left, and I was on my own. Doing this didn't happen often but when it did, I liked to hang around when it was quiet to clear my head. As I wandered round the building, checking the doors and turning off the lights, I thought I could hear people chatting. My imagination running wild again I told myself. I cleared the first floor and the basement and headed up the stairs to the second floor. Again, I swore I could hear voices, they seemed to be coming from the office, but the only person with keys to that room was the manager. I crept along the corridor as the voices got louder, I didn't want to startle whoever was in that room. I reached the door and found it open a crack. I peered through the gap and found the desk lamp on and 2 writhing naked bodies bent over the desk. It was Sarah the manager and Jo the head barmaid. I was astonished. Sarah was married with children, and she was MEANT to be at home. I was in 2 minds as to what to do. Did I storm in and confront them, or do I leave them to it so I can avoid the embarrassment for everyone. Thinking it over gave me time to stare through the door at them. Their entwined bodies, gleaming in the light. I could just make out the slope of a breast and their tongues darting in each others mouths. I realised that I had been there for a few minutes but felt unable to turn away. I saw Sarah grab jo's breast and lower her mouth to it. I watched as her tongue swirl around the swollen nipple before she sucked on it. Sharp cries escaped Jo's mouth as she rubbed at Sarah's mound with her hand. I felt the all too familiar sensation flood my own pussy as my excitement built. My hand went to my own breast, and gently squeezed. I looked on again as the couple shifted position so that Sarah was perched on the edge of the table with her legs spread, and Jo knelt down between them. Jo moved her mouth to cover Sarah's clit and I could hear her sucking on the little bud. Sarah threw her head back and gasped as Jo lapped at her pussy. My own pussy ached to be touched and I slipped a hand underneath my own skirt. I slowly rubbed my clit whilst Jo finger fucked Sarah on her own desk. I heard Sarah come and watched Jo lick her own fingers clean. I was now rubbing hard on my own little bud enjoying the scene before me. Sarah got her breath back and angled Jo, over the desk. Sarah rummaged in her drawer and pulled out a strap on. She expertly fitted the large cock to her and I came hard thinking of the possibilities. I must have let out a moan as they both turned to look at the door. I stumbled back but it was too late, they had seen me. Sarah demanded I go into the room and I hurriedly pushed down my skirt. Once in the room I was asked how long I had been there and what I had seen. My cheeks flushed red as I lied and said a moment. Sarah knew immediately that I was lying and threatened to fire me if I didn't answer her truthfully. I explained how long I had been there and what I had seen. They looked at each other and smiled. They asked if I was going to tell anyone what I had seen. I shook my head and looked down at the floor. I really did not want to be there any longer but that was not the plan. The girls moved from the desk and made their way to my sides. They each put a hand on my back and the other on my breasts. They teased me that I had been playing with myself whilst watching them. They both gently fondled my breasts through my shirt until both nipples stood out. My boobs were pert enough not to need a bra, and they took advantage of this by nibbling through the material. My nipples ached to be licked and sucked, so they removed my shirt for me. They then started kissing my neck and stroking my back, until I was breathing harder. I was soon begging them to fuck me. I was so turned on that I no longer cared. I wanted that strap on rammed hard into me and that's what I told them. Jo laid back on the desk while I ravished her full breasts. Sarah was doing all she could to give me every bit of the 10" of plastic cock she had at her disposal. My screams were muffled by the swell of Jo's huge tits. Before long I was unable to hold off anymore and my juices pumped out and over Sarah's body and down my legs. I promised I would keep the secret to myself, if I could join in regularly. It was agreed that once a week we would all meet in different spots to have our own little party.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown4 years ago in Filthy
Recovery
One cold, wet and windy night, I was driving along a narrow winding road. Trees and hedges lined both sides with the occasional gap for farmers to access their fields. It was the early hours and there was no-one else around. I was not going very fast due to the restricted view ahead. I had my main beam on knowing that I would see lights coming the other way, when all of a sudden there was nothing. The lights died, shortly followed by the engine. I came to a gradual stop in the entrance to a field and put the handbrake on. I tried the hazard lights but everything was dead.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown4 years ago in Filthy
Masquerade
Imagine for a moment if you will, a masquerade ball and we are both in attendance but separately. You see a voluptuous woman in a deep burgundy gown which accentuates her full bosom, then falls away from the waist in folds and folds of satin. Her black mask highlighted with the same burgundy trim, and burgundy feathers out to the side. she moves with swan like grace across the floor towards you. A smile creeps across her full red lips, as she leans past you, her perfume intoxicating you. Her long hair brushes against your arm and all your other senses awaken. She picks up 2 glasses of champagne and passes 1 to you, then takes your hand and leads you out of the room. You watch as she walks in front you of, the swell of her hips swaying, is hypnotic to you. You take a deep drink of the champagne which only goes more to build on the already heightened senses. She leads you to the stairs and you place your glass on the table as you go by. You hand then snakes round her waist and she slaps the hand away playfully. You notice now that the back of her dress scoops down to just above the bum and there is no sign of a bra. You reach a landing on the stairs as they curve round, and you again try to grab at her waist. She turns and places a hand on your chest, then kisses you deeply before turning away again. She giggles and starts up the next set of steps, this time going a little faster. Her glass has gone, and her other hand lifts the skirt of her dress to enable faster movement. As she bends to gather the skirt, her breasts swell under the pressure, which makes you catch your breath. Your anticipation rises as you near the top of the stairs and she darts down a corridor away from the crowd. She finds an empty room and pulls you inside, shutting the door behind you. She pulls you in close and wraps her arms around you, kissing you deeply. Her plump lips parting and letting her tongue slip into your mouth softly. She gently pushes into you allowing her chest to press against yours. You move closer to the lavish four-poster situated in the centre of the opulent bedroom. As your legs brush against the bed, she pushes harder, forcing you down onto the firm mattress. She slowly bends to lift her skirt and you see her chest rising and falling with heavy breath. She runs her hands over her skirts and grabs the hem. slowly she lifts, and her feet and calves are clad in supple black leather. The heels looking like diamonds glistening in the light. As the skirts raise higher the leather continues over the knee and ends just short of the stocking tops. The belt holding them up is leather weaved with burgundy lace. The matching pants barely cover her, and you notice the co-ordinating Basque peeping out. She tells you to get on the floor. You slide off the bed and sit learning against it. She places a foot on your shoulder and demands you tend to it. You start by lovingly caressing her leg then turn your attention to her foot. You lick and suck the toes before she tells you to lick the heal. It is both rough and smooth and sends the all familiar urges downstairs. You start getting excited and from nowhere she slaps you with a riding crop across the shoulder, ordering you to slow down. This sends more signals, but you urge yourself not to show it. She tells you to stop and leans forward just so she is out of reach, but you can smell her excitement too. She swiftly moves the gusset over, places a hand on the back of your head and pulls you in to taste her. You start slowly licking at her bud when she grinds her mound onto you. A trickle of juice escapes her onto your tongue and it drives you harder in your attempts to bring her off. The low guttural moans escaping from her, proves you are doing a good job, but then she pulls away. She roughly shoves down her skirts and commands you to get back on the bed. You sit back on it and she pushes you down again, so you are flat on the bed. She places her hands behind her and undoes the skirt which drops to the floor. She is then standing there in her small panties and her boned bodice from her gown, stockings etc. she asks you nicely to lay across the bed, and gently slips each hand into a cuff already attached to the bed. She then walks round and does the same with your feet. After this she climbs on the bed with you and straddles you. Her knees sat either side of your hips and she is pushing down on your groin. The stirrings now are uncontrollable, and she rubs herself along the ridge of your trousers. She can feel you growing and twitching as you whimper about wanting to be released. She laughs naughtily and undoes your belt and trousers. She roughly pulls them down along with your pants and you spring free at last. She runs the back of her hand over your swelling cock then uses her nails to tickle it too. This she does a few times before lowering her head to lick the underside. She slowly opens her mouth and takes you inside. You struggle to hold back the moans as she takes you deep in her mouth. She users her hand to stroke the base and balls, making you flinch each time she does it. After a few minutes of this, she lifts her head, leans forward and kisses you again. You can taste each other’s juices and you long to be inside her. As she straddles you once more, she opens the hooks that hold her bodice on and releases her ample breasts, lift each in turn to lick her own nipples. You strain against the shackles and again she laughs. She then lifts herself up, takes hold of your now fully erect cock and places it between the lips of her pussy. Slowly she lowers down and you shudder with excitement. She slowly starts to rock back and forth, allowing you to enter deeper and deeper. You can feel how tight and wet she is around you, and you close your eyes fighting the urge to take over. You know this is for her satisfaction and you are more than happy to let her do her stuff. her movements get faster and faster until she is riding you as hard as she can. She pinches her nipples to slow down her own climax. Soon you feel her grip on you tighten and you know it will be soon that she cums. You allow yourself to relax fully as the pace is now getting full on and you both grunt hard as you cum together. She collapses on top of you and you want to hold her, but you are still bound. She lies there for a few minutes before she rolls off you and releases the cuffs still holding you. You stand up and hold her close your naked bodies glistening in sweat.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown4 years ago in Filthy
