Polyamorous Stories Novels & Stories

“I didn’t know what to do with that. I wasn’t meant to want you. I wasn’t meant to want ANY of you. And I wanted ALL of you. Heath, then Cameron and then… You.” “Me,” she whispered it shocked by the rawness of his emotion. Each man had his own grief, she thought, his own struggle with what they were, with their sexuality and polyamory. It was not something that she could help them with – they had to resolve their confliction within themselves.

Master said, "We're in a polyamorous relationship. We all sleep with one another. Ms. McManus will be like the child's second mother." The nurse couldn't get out of the room fast enough. I admit it was a little on the strange side, but we couldn't have been the first people to ever have one of these relationships. They were making movies and tv shows about it now. Perhaps we were going to be more open about it than most, but it couldn't be the first time she'd run across one. I sat down on the table and Master took my left hand and Lisa my right and we waited for the doctor. When the doctor came in, the nurse stood against the far wall like we were contagious, for God's sake.

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.

He'd managed to get appointed to their hunting group, slowly befriended them, and now, if the lady in question were agreeable, he'd spend his life with them as one of Bailey's mates. If that happens, I wonder if I can talk them into a fivesome? Wanna bet that particular suggestion gets my face rearranged? A shame, though, because having grown up in a polygamous society where the women took on more than one mate, he'd also heard the stories of polyamorous matings, tag team sex, so to speak, that brought all the players closer-but not touching each other. He might like watching couples fuck, but he preferred pussy to dick.

The man was remarkable and he had managed to enslave me with his cock. My polysexual nature was seeing its last days and even though I didn't want to admit it, I knew. Having one lover or sex partner was a myth. Monogamy in sex was a sick strategy insecure men used to claim dominance over women. Yet here I was seeing myself being with no other man but him. Master Cole was different. Everything that had initially made me hate him enough to want to strangle him were the same qualities making me intoxicated. One afternoon while we lay on his bed naked he said grimly, "I think I must be bewitched."

Alena looks at her and Liam, and I can see she is going to tell them now. “Right, so you want to know what is going on.” Alena takes a drink Georgina laughs at her. “Alena I know, Marcus made it pretty clear I was to keep my mouth shut and my opinions to myself. After reading up on these Polyamory relationships, it isn’t as bad as I thought.” My head turns to look at her shocked. “What the hell is it with women tonight?” Jackson laughs at me, Liam and Georgina looking at me confused.

We love to share those thoughts and find a way to make them a reality. From childhood friendship through 35 years of marriage, we have had some truly amazing experiences. We are very sexual people who happen to believe sexual monogamy is unnatural. And so we have been a lifestyle couple, in an open relationship for most of our lives. Of course the problem with that is, if it is a problem, is that one keeps 'raising the bar'. This series of stories focuses on the most recent adventures I experienced when I decided to explore the world of being a sugar baby.

A month had flown by in a haze of forbidden passion, with Adam and Nova stealing every possible moment to fuck like animals in heat, always careful to hide their illicit affair from Asli. Adam had claimed the young woman's body as his own personal playground. He pounded into her almost daily, whenever the opportunity arose, the risk of getting caught only fueling their lust. But Adam was deliberate in his recklessness, he never once slipped on a condom or allowed Nova to pop a single birth control pill.

“And he wanted you. He loves you, that’s obvious.” “I fucking love that guy. I love him so fucking much.” He sighed. “But we always wanted more. We wanted a family, right from early on, especially Max. We figured we could have a polyamorous relationship, find someone on our wavelength, only it wasn’t so simple.” He paused. “Sex, yeah, that was simple. Money in exchange for sex, even easier, on the face of it. But something genuine? That evaded us.” I didn’t speak, just listened.

she begged, pushing back to meet him. And over by the staircase, a bisexual trio had formed a messy 69 chain, two women and a man tangled together. One woman lay on her back, the man eating her out while she sucked the other woman's clit. The second woman straddled the first's face, grinding down while reaching back to stroke the man's cock, fluids swapping everywhere in a slick, sloppy exchange of tongues and fingers.