Stories by Lutheran Maid

The dictionary defines matriarch as the dominant woman, one who defines custom and rules within the ****** circle. Well, that's what Earl made my wife Ruth. It wasn't only that this 22 year old was made my mistress, but my mother and brother's too. Ruth rules the nest. On the quiet and isolated...

There came a terrible Sunday afternoon when we got back from the pub after Natalie had been flirting. She needed a good seeing to. She needed a decent fuck. All lunchtime she had been teasing the shit out of three guys in there. The way she walked in her tight jeans. The way she referred to...

I heard in the despatches room, the Colonel wanted to see me up at the big house. Leon the orderly grinned. He grinned in that way that suggested that the visit might be life changing. I mean, i had heard that occasionally, women disappeared up there. They were different afterwards, very...

Maddie knew Abraham in college. Tall guy, big chest, coffee coloured rather than dark ebony skin, but you'd still call him a black guy. Abraham played basketball (of course) and he was one of the top three students in her year (not so common may be). Abraham had beautiful white teeth and he was...

I am lying on top of the bed between my mistress's shapely legs, facing up at her tugged out sex. Chloe has such a beautiful, beautiful sex. Her cunt lips are large and pouting, her slit deep and inviting. You could tell in an instant that Chloe is owned by a well hung male. This is what a...

Lewis, Jonah and me, we arrive at the penthouse flat around 8 a.m. It been a long night of dealing man and some bad moments when I am sure that the law was laying traps. You have to be nimble. You have to be sharp. I slot the key in the door and walk in. It's way posher than you would think for...

I knew it, the way that Sue danced with Micah after our joint company won the business innovation award. My wife wanted him and he wanted her. They were out on the dance floor, at our party, with a load of people who worked for us, and Sue was pressing and moving against him in the throng as...

After Sunday's little fiasco (Richard Meet Max story) I'm a little ambivalent as to how to proceed next. I mean, that night Jamal disciplined him despite Richard's apology to our guests. He was put on the naughty step, out in the rain for a few hours. Afterwards, after his bath, Richard was...

So, you've found the black alpha male of your dreams. He is interested. So how do you dress to show him that you are way out of your husband's league and entirely ready for his? Dress is so important, as his conquest/prize, as someone too superior to consider the dead beat husband any more...

Sunday dawned bright and cold and Richard was set too, making lunch. He had brought our breakfast in bed as usual and served it silently. I could tell that the previous evening's pub night events had cowed him considerably. After watching Jamal fuck me roughly, casually, Richard had dropped to...