Who really was the Cuckold? Chapter 1 Tom Shaw arrived home in a seriously happy mood. He let himself into the home he'd shared with his lovely wife Katie for over twenty years and threw his overnight bag towards the stairs, ready to be taken up to the bedroom and unpacked. Just the day before he, and his gorgeous wife Katie, had attended their only son G...
My father once advised me things are not always what they appear to be. I have always remembered his wisdom and teaching. My wife, Annabella, and I decided to enjoy a small respite from our usual hectic schedule. While finishing a small job in Las Vegas, we chose the Bellagio for a week-end rest. That evening, we attended a Celine Dion concert and afterward...
Chapter 5 Peter finally meets Roberta again, the love of his life. In just a few minutes, Robert returned to the room dressed as Roberta. Giving him a sexy cross dressing show, by her feminine antics and charms, she obviously enjoyed being watched by Peter. With a shake of her head and with a flourish, as if releasing her sword in Zorro, the gay blade, sh...
It was one of those cool spring nights with a light breeze and my wife and I were on the roof of the theater where I worked as a Technical Director. We were surrounded by huge satellite dishes on one side, a billboard on another, and a grotesque 100 foot high tower of red and yellow that looked like a child's drawing of Rapunzel's tower. But there in front o...
It was 8pm. Erica was sitting alone on a bench at the quiet suburban Fern Rock train station. She had just gotten off work and was waiting for the north-bound commuter train to take her towards home. This had been her routine for the past several weeks. In an effort to save money costs, her and her husband Robert had decided for her to use the train to get...
I met my wife Sue when I started a new job in the English countryside, many miles from my city home. She is 5' 7" tall, and very pretty, with a beautiful slim figure, long shapely legs and magnificent D cup breasts. But her most arresting feature is her colour, for she is an albino. Her long hair is pure white, her skin is white with a pinkish tinge and her...
My wife and I live in the suburbs of a major east coast city. Each morning I look forward to an hour long ride on the subway. It's always pretty boring until last week. A new girl, about 20, started riding each morning. She’s pretty, blonde hair, soft blue eyes, a great friendly smile. She kind of over weight, maybe 160 pounds. Big breast 40 inch breast and...
Copyright Oggbashan July 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ I was sitting at my dining room table counting the week's taki...
Note: This is an absolutely true story. It is as accurate as a fallible human memory can be regarding something that happened 20 years ago. Consequently, there will most likely not be the amount of explicit, sexual detail that Literotica readers have come to expect. Oh well. But there is an important moral at the end of the story that I think everyone here a...
You walk behind your wife as she climbs the station steps. On the other platform is the train she will take with me to town and the hotel you booked. One room for us and one for you. She boards the train and finds me. I stand to let her take her seat and you take yours a few rows back. She puts her hand on my arm and we kiss. Slowly, but firmly, and you know...