Lucy Lilithian Brown
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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.
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University
Katherine was a young student at university. She was in her first year of a 5year course. She had always been a clean-living kind of girl. University was a big wake up call. So many couples cavorting in the court yards. Drugs were prevalent and drink was so common. She kept herself to herself. She was in a dorm with 2 other girls, who were constantly talking to their friends about where they were going drinking, or who they were hooking up with. Katherine just sat quietly on her bed reading the material from her lectures. They had asked her numerous times to go with them, but she was not interested. She had asked numerous times if she could change rooms, but the student body would not let her. They thought that mixing with people who are more outspoken, that she might come out of her shell.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Private Eye
Peter was a private investigator who had been hired by a guy to follow his wife. He had been given her full profile and bio and was told all of her favourite haunts. He had also been given a photo and his client had told him that his wife was not very attractive but was still popular with men. Peter had thought she was quite pretty but said nothing.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Best Friends
Layla was at home with her flat mate Tony. They had shared a house for about 3 years and had a purely platonic relationship. They had become best friends over the years, and they did everything together. She told Tony all her secrets and he did likewise. Layla had recently been dumped by her boyfriend and had been inconsolable over the past week. Tony had been there for her, he had gotten her chocolate, wine, flowers and other presents just to cheer her up. It had worked for the most part but now they were sat in the living room watching tv. Well she was. Tony was fast asleep on the other sofa. The film was near the end and she had found it quite boring. She understood why Tony was asleep. As the film finished Tony stirred and changed position. He was now facing her. The way the room was set up, the 2 sofas faced each other so they could both lay down and chill whilst watching tv. She sat up and laid down the other way. She was feeling a little horny and she wanted to bring herself off before Tony awoke. The thought of him catching her mid masturbation was very exciting.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Family Business
John had come home from university after the passing of his father the day before. He was to assist his mother in the arrangements as he was now master of the house. His 2 stepsisters (1 from his fathers first marriage, the other from his second) were already at the house. They had all grown up together in the big house, so they were all accustomed to where their rooms were. The girls had always dressed the same when they were growing up, but they led completely different lives now. Lorraine was into horses being a professional 3-day eventer and Samantha was a gothic artist. They had all shared a wing of the house and had spent many years running the halls and stairs playing hide and seek. John always had to find them first and they were always in the same spot together. When it was his turn to hide, they were cruel and left him to do something else. Despite this he loved them both. Maybe he loved them both a bit too much.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Picnic
Jess and Matt were out in the car having a lovely drive in the countryside. I was a beautiful warm day; the sun was shining not a cloud in the sky. The music was blaring through the car speakers, the windows down. They pulled over into a secluded spot for a picnic. They lay out the rug and set the food out on it. They settled down to enjoy their food and talked about the past week in their respective jobs. They didn’t see each other much during the week due to both having full time jobs that conflicted in shifts. They snuggled up close and lay there looking up in the sky. Jess had her head resting on Matt’s lap as he stroked her hair. She turned her head to look up at her boyfriend, she told him how much she loved him, and he responded with a kiss to the forehead. She reached up and put her hand on the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. It was a gentle kiss, a long lingering kiss that contained so much emotion. He responded with a harder kiss. His tongue running along her lips until she parted her own. His tongue slipped inside her mouth and they wrestled. They both had feelings stirring in their loins, but she pulled away. She turned around and sat on his lap. Her hands running through his hair and she pulled him back in for another kiss. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her while they deeply kissed.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Trespassing
It was a beautiful sunny afternoon and me and Jane decided to go for a walk down by the local river. It was so quiet and no-one else was around. It was unusual as this place was nearly always packed out with people. We walked past fields of cows and horses. The birds were singing in the trees and it was peaceful. We had travelled a few miles and we decide to sit on the bank and dip our feet in the river.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Weekend Break
My friend Sarah worked very hard as a solicitor. She had recently been recruited by one of the biggest firms in London and was either on her phone or her computer for 14 hours every day. She had been given one of the firm’s biggest clients to work with and it was taking up all her time. I couldn’t remember the last time she had been out socialising; it had certainly been months. The last time I saw her, she looked exhausted. She had been given some respite and she was coming to visit me. I had the whole weekend planned for us and I was excited. She arrives at mine on Friday afternoon, we were taking my jet to Geneva, taking in a show, a meal then onto a spa for the rest of the weekend. I was determined to get her to relax and she had promised to leave her laptop and phone at my house.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Sunday Footie
I played Sunday football for a women’s league and I have been told I am one of the best in our league. I had been playing in the first half on this Sunday, but I had been injured just before half-time. The coach had checked me over and decided I shouldn’t continue in the second half as we had a cup match the following weekend and he wanted me fit for that game. This meant an early bath for me. I returned to the changing room and got in the shower. I was busy washing my hair when I heard movement behind me. As I turned, my blood boiled, the bitch who had injured me with a rough sliding tackle was standing behind me. I kept my cool and resumed washing my long hair. Next thing I knew she was stood in the next shower along. I turned my back to her, not wanting another confrontation with her as my coach would be pissed if I did. Suddenly, I was slammed into the wall. I tried to push back to get her off, but my hands were soapy and had no grip. She pushed her full weight into me, and I was unable to shake her. She told me to settle down and listen to her. I calmed myself and went quiet. I could feel her hands on my back and naked crotch level with my butt. I was uncomfortable with the situation but thought if I didn’t fight back, she would leave me alone. She leant into me and spoke quietly into my ear. She told me that she was glad that she hadn’t hurt me to much but that the coach would want to keep me fit for the next weekend and send me back to the changing rooms. This is why she had got herself sent off so she could join me here and know we would have time before the rest of the teams showed up.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Dinner Invitation
So, I have been working at the restaurant for about 3 years, it was hard work trying to serve everyone and keep them happy, but tonight's shift would be good because Mr &Mrs Smythe-Brown had a booking. They were quite regular at the venue and always gave a great tip. I greeted them as usual and sat them at their favourite table. The evening went well, and they said they had a great night as always. When I gave them the bill, he paid it and gave me the usual £20 tip but also passed me a note. This I put away to read later after work. The night carried on and finally got finished around 2am I got home and sat relaxing before shower and bed when I remembered the note, I read it and could not believe it. They had invited me to their manor house for an evening meal and some light entertainment on the following Friday evening. Deciding to take time off work to attend I let them know I would be there. The night arrived and I promptly turn up at said time, upon ringing the bell I was greeted by Joanna their maid, a stunning beautiful girl of around 25, blond slim about 5'4 with gorgeous dark green eyes. I was led to the main dining room where I was met by Roger and Emma. Thanking them for the invitation. We sat and ate a nice meal all served by Joanna. It was a lovely meal which was finished off with a large brandy by a big log fire in the adjoining room. Whilst we were there, I notice this strange yet somehow beautiful piece of furniture in one corner. Seeing I was taken by it, Emma asked if I knew what it was. Looking at the dark burgundy leather and gold studding I was not quite sure. She then asked if I would like to try it out. Being inquisitive I replied yes. She took my arm and led me over to the piece of furniture and began to move things around. After 10mins it was all set she said and moved me forward to it. Not being sure of how or what it was I couldn't work out where or what to put where. I was guided into position and shown how to mount this strange object. Once I was knelt on it, it became clear that it was for some sort of sexual games. I began to panic thinking it was strange but before I could move Emma had strapped my legs in place and moved around to the front to pull my arms in place and lock them in. Wondering now what was about to happen. Roger then explained that it was a vintage fucking device that he had acquired some years earlier. I was now beginning to worry as I never thought about being fucked especially by a man. It was then that Roger said it was Emma's and he never used it. Now my heart began to pound, and I started to wonder what he meant. Suddenly from behind I was blindfolded. The room then went deathly quiet all I could hear was my heart racing. This seemed to last for hours when suddenly I could hear heels approaching. Wondering what was going to happen next. An exotic aroma filled the air and made my head swim. I felt hands on my legs, which were released one at a time and with swift and effortless ease my clothes removed, feeling totally vulnerable and slightly scared. Then I heard the sweetest voice by my ear saying it was time for my big tip. I realised that it was Emma stood near me. She smelt gorgeous and I was getting excited could feel my cock beginning to twitch into life. She must have noticed too because there was a sudden slap across my arse and told it was not my turn. Fingers began to caress my back and neck then slowly moved around to my now hard nipples, suddenly twisting and pinching them until rock hard. The feeling was intense not knowing where or what would be done next and only guessing it was just Emma there doing what she wanted. The pinching stopped and all was quiet again. My head spinning, heart racing and cock screaming for some attention. Suddenly from nowhere there was a mighty swoosh and an almost unbearable pain across my ass as the whip found its mark. Again, and again it hit home. The pleasure giving way to pain giving way to pleasure back and forth. I was beginning to realise that this was indeed going to be fun. The whipping stopped and cool hands drifted over my red-hot ass, slightly slapping and cupping my buttocks. Then just as quick as it started, it stopped. It was all quiet again, then I heard heels moving towards my head, no other sound. Then a kiss on the cheek another and another all around my face but never my lips. I knelt there trembling with excitement nervously waiting. Then I felt something brush against my lips back and forth teasing, tormenting then slowly pushed into my mouth. I was panicking now it felt like a rock hard cock pushing its way in. Did I resist it or let it in? Then there was the angelic voice of Emma informing me that it was her strap on and I was to suck it and worship it. I seemed strange but I got into the swing and was sucking it for ages. She seemed pleased with my efforts as there were little moans escaping from her. The strap on was removed and she walked around to my ass. Oh my god, she’s going to fuck me. I was panicking now what will it be like? Will it hurt? Trembling it felt like an age before I felt anything near me. Then there was a swift rub of something cool and then the sense of the strap on against my hole, slowly being pushed home. It was painful to start, but then I relaxed, and it slipped in right up to the hilt. A gasp flew from my lips, but Emma just stood there motionless. It appeared an age before she began to move in and out of me, slowly building up and up and up. It was all I could do not to come. The sensation intense yet exciting. I started to rock with the movement getting fucked was fun. Suddenly, there was a strap on at my lips pushing into my mouth. My god if she’s there then its Roger behind me. Wild angry thoughts began to fester. Being spit roast by this couple, was it wrong to enjoy it. My mind was racing do I go with it or try to stop it. As if my mind was being read, I heard Emma say to her partner to slow down. Oh my God it was Joanna behind me, now I'm living a dream. Two forceful women using me. Emma requested they swap places and it was only then that I realised Joanna was more than a gorgeous woman because I felt her hard cock slid into my mouth and started to head fuck me all the while cheering Emma on as she hammered my ass. I began to shake uncontrollably with the force of the fucking and before I knew what was happening, I came all over the leather. Within seconds, Joanna came in my mouth pumping her hot sweet cum down my throat. I was in heaven. I was totally worn out but excited and enthralled.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
My Dominion
Everyone in our wide circle, knows who I am and where I live. They also know that I have a cellar in my house. Some of the circle have even been into my cellar. I am very select as to who goes down there. There must be chemistry, an air of intrigue, just to be invited to my house. You see, my cellar has been expertly transformed into a dungeon. I have cages, I have crosses, I have shackles, whips and chains, I even have a genuine Iron Maiden. That is for display purposes only but really does set the scene. On this one particular evening I had a beautiful young lady coming to visit. She had been before, and we had been experimenting on what we liked to do to each other. When she first came to me, she was so “vanilla”, but I wanted to bring out the wild side in her. She had arrived wearing her long dark overcoat, and I could not wait to find out what she had on underneath.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Swinging
I had gone to a swinger’s party when it was greedy girls’ night. On these occasions, women got in free. I had dragged my fuck buddy Sarah along as she head never been to one. I had introduced her to Frank who owed the barn and ran the events. He had always had a soft spot for me so as we were talking, I could see the bulge in his trousers twitching. I loved to tease men. They all had that 1 stereotypical view of greedy girls in that we wore our hair in pig tails and dressed like Daisy Duke.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Afterparty
I had been invited to a party at a friend of a friend’s house. The homeowner was a petite blonde with naturally large boobs. I had fancied her for a while, but she was out of my league. She hung out with all the beautiful people. Myself, well I’m a ginger bombshell, well bombsite more like. I had a fuller figure, some people might even call it fat, but as I was tall, it didn’t look that bad. Anyway, back to the party. I was wearing a cat suit, a nice flowy material to hide the bits I was ashamed of. I had my hair up in a deliberately messy bun. My mum had said I looked nice, but I felt uncomfortable. The house was huge. So many doorways leading off to who know where. The DJ in the corner of the main room was playing some bangers and there were lots of people dancing. The kitchen as always, was a hub of activity. There were people laughing, drinking, playing games and generally the kind of atmosphere you expected at a house party. I had lost my friends shortly after arriving and was on the search for them. The place was so crowded, it was feasible that as I entered one room, they were leaving it and I would never know.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
