Cuckold Quotes

“Some women would not cheat, and some would not have cheated, had they each married a man whom they love … or at least like.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“The more devoted a woman shows herself, the sooner the man sobers down and becomes domineering. The more cruelly she treats him and the more faithless she is, the worse she uses him, the more wantonly she plays with him, the less pity she shows him, by so much the more will she increase his desire, be loved, worshipped by him.”
― Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, Venus In Furs

“She had signed her own death-warrant. He kept telling himself over and over that he was not to blame, she had brought it on herself. He had never seen the man. He knew there was one. He had known for six weeks now. Little things had told him. One day he came home and there was a cigar-butt in an ashtray, still moist at one end, still warm at the other. There were gasoline-drippings on the asphalt in front of their house, and they didn't own a car. And it wouldn't be a delivery-vehicle, because the drippings showed it had stood there a long time, an hour or more. And once he had actually glimpsed it, just rounding the far corner as he got off the bus two blocks down the other way. A second-hand Ford. She was often very flustered when he came home, hardly seemed to know what she was doing or saying at all.

He pretended not to see any of these things; he was that type of man, Stapp, he didn't bring his hates or grudges out into the open where they had a chance to heal. He nursed them in the darkness of his mind. That's a dangerous kind of a man.

If he had been honest with himself, he would have had to admit that this mysterious afternoon caller was just the excuse he gave himself, that he'd daydreamed of getting rid of her long before there was any reason to, that there had been something in him for years past now urging Kill, kill, kill. Maybe ever since that time he'd been treated at the hospital for a concussion.

("Three O'Clock")”
― Cornell Woolrich, The Cornell Woolrich Omnibus: Rear Window and Other Stories / I Married a Dead Man / Waltz into Darkness

“I live by never saying what if?...”
― Lisa Forest, Country Club Secrets

“Don’t forget guys, while I’m fucking, you can use my mouth anytime you want.”
― Camilla Barret, 8 Sex Stories That Will Make You Really Horny

“Lorelei, do you want other men?”
Her answer was calm, quiet and straightforward: “Yes.”
― Elliott Kay, Natural Consequences

“Jeffrey woke up, tied to the high-backed chair in his bedroom, nude. He could hear his wife giggling in the hallway, the hardwood floors creaking with her footsteps with what must have been someone else too. He was gagged, a tight cloth wrapped around his mouth, hurting his jaw when he tried to call for help. He looked down at his body, seeing that he was tied with an intricate rope pattern - a pentagram - on his chest, the hemp fibers tight. He could breathe fine, and he recognized his wife’s rigging skills instantly. They’d practiced Kinbaku, a rope bondage before, on multiple occasions, but this rigging was different. It seemed to be tighter than normal, and he knew that something new was being introduced tonight.”
― Todd Misura, Divergence: Erotica from a Different Angle

“Introduction to Jane. - Jane removed the last of the unfamiliar, silk bra-cup pads and panty liners from within the clothes she was unpacking and placed them in her top lingerie drawer. Her discovery of their illicit presence was a bombshell with which her disbelief was still struggling. The shock was enough for her to call the office, cancel her appointments and tell the studio she would be off all day.”
― Francine Scott, Coming First

“Treaties are like marriage: they aren't entered in to with the thought of betrayal, and once they're concluded one shouldn't be suspicious. And if that doesn't suit somebody, they shouldn't get married. Because you can't become a cuckold without being a husband, but you'll admit that fear of wearing the horns is a pitiful and quite ridiculous justification for enforced celibacy.”
― Andrzej Sapkowski, Wieża Jaskółki

“The Cavalier Servente by Stewart Stafford

Her lover creeps
On stairs that creak
To where the mistress sleeps
To wet his beak.

Affairs in the dark
When matrimony is parked
A disloyal lark
Starts the carnal spark.

At break of day
The cuckolder creeps away
From naughty play
He’s had his way.

© Stewart Stafford, 2021. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“It’s as though men are prone to policing their wives than husbanding them; so, as though to celebrate the poetic justice to their predicament, won’t women turn gleeful whenever they cuckold their caretakers?”
― B.S. Murthy, Benign Flame: Saga of Love

“He searched for a word – was ‘cuckold’ specifically masculine? Were women saddled with verbs instead of nouns, with the past-imperfect, the ‘was’ and ‘used to’ of being cheated, deceived, disappointed.”
― Richard House, The Kills

“Introduction to Amanda. - The equal measure of fear and desire her double-barrelled bust induced was plain to see. It might have been a mundane observation but it was something of an epiphany to Amanda just what it meant to be the only person in the room wearing a bra.”
― Francine Scott, Coming First

“Introduction to Kate. - Satisfied she had concluded her notes on the manuscript she had been reading, Kate placed her heel back in its shoe and stood up. She smoothed her skirt and paused to spare a thought for Vincent.
“What is going to happen next?” Kate remembered him pleading.
Claire had said this would happen.”
― Francine Scott, Coming First

“Claire. - Venus hung low on the Atlantic horizon of a dawn sky. Continuing to shine brightly, her watery reflection lit up a path on the sea across the bay to where Claire stood on the patio. The shining goddess was the last thing she remembered seeing through the bedroom window, before succumbing to sleep. She was high in the night sky then, the brightest of all heavenly bodies, casting an apparent examination of what was euphemistically known as Orion’s ‘sword’.”
― Francine Scott, Coming First

“That guy?” he murmured.
She nodded, and then looked to him curiously. The couple fell a step behind their group. Her eyebrow rose. “You wouldn’t mind?”
“It’s entirely up to you,” Alex shrugged. “You always accommodate my shenanigans.”
Lorelei pursed her lips with amusement. “I’ll remember your choice of words,” she said as she broke off from the group. The others noticed her change of direction as they piled into the minivan, but none came up with reasons to stand there watching with Alex.
Lanier lingered. Alex gave him an accusing look. “She’s not gonna jump him in the open for everyone to watch, ya perv,” he said with feigned irritation.”
― Elliott Kay, Natural Consequences

“Women enjoy controlling an inferior man but desperately crave being controlled by a superior man. They are always frustrated that they can never control the superior man, so they take it out on the inferior man.

They feel like they can get into the dominant man’s head by exerting control over a submissive man. They see how easy it is to control a little sissy, but they are amazed at how their sexual power over the sissy is dwarfed by the power of a true man.

They see a man who can handle them, another man, and probably other women. And they desperately want to be owned by him. This is an addiction for most women. “

- Timothy J. Smith, psychologist

From ’Natural Blond”
― Timmy Smith , Natural Blond

“That’s from Colonel James,” she said. “I started by sucking on Mr. Martinez while Colonel James fucked me. But then they turned me around. So that’s Colonel James’ cum on my neck.”
― Simon Adorno, Cuckold Summer

“Relations had soured to the point that when the Beatles attempted Lennon’s song ‘Across the Universe’ Paul McCartney complained, ‘There’s an oriental influence that shouldn’t really be there’ and pretended that he was talking about music.”
― Peter Doggett, You Never Give Me Your Money: The Beatles After the Breakup

“In the wake of Cold Turkey’s, his debut song for Yoko’s Plastic Ono Band, dismal engagement with his listening public, Lennon prepared fresh edits of two songs he’d recorded earlier, What’s the New Mary Jane and You Know My Name, and announced that they would be rush-released as a Plastic Ono Band single. Just as quickly, the project was cancelled, with Apple explaining, ‘It was mutually decided by the Beatles that it sounded more like the Beatles themselves than the Plastic Ono Band’ – not least because both songs were indeed Beatles recordings. McCartney’s reaction to Lennon’s attempted theft can easily be imagined.”
― Peter Doggett, You Never Give Me Your Money: The Beatles After the Breakup