Polyamorous Stories Novels & Stories

Brook's pussy was dripping all over her searching fingers as she watched and listened to everything. "C'mon, Daddy," Janice cooed. "Tell me what you did to our baby girl. She deserves to be loved, too. Besides, if you tell me, I'll let you in on something I never told anyone." Brook's mind was spinning like mad as she waited to see how her parents' sex talk was going to go. She pulled harder on her nipples while she pushed a finger up inside her creaming pussy hole and watched her mother slide down just a couple of inches, making her father moan. Then, she practically held her breath with her finger sliding in and out of her slit while her father told Janice everything about what happened: t

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

I didn’t complain though. Brunch with the girls was nice, but most of the conversation circled back to me. Noelle wanted to know their names. Lila wanted to know what the position was like when I slept with both men. I ended up telling them it was just one man this past weekend and they teased, asking if the next weekend would be with the next man. Tessa was just excited to hear about a polyamorous relationship, even if we weren’t in a relationship. According to her, it would make a good plot for a reverse harem book. Anything that inspires her, I guess.

Lupita and Elia turned to see her and saw her with eyes like shut up, I started to cry, which I almost never did, then at the exit I waited anxiously for Damián, when he arrived he saw me, he took me by the hand and we left holding hands, as we always did, then we crossed a park that we always passed, we sat on a bench and I told him: -Damian, I love you and I love you very much, but we have a problem. -What problem? I looked at him with tears in my eyes and told him: -Damian, I am pregnant. He looked at me and said, "Dani, I love you, but I want to continue studying: -Dani I love you, but I want to continue studying, maybe we will get married, but how are we going to do it, I have to talk t

She rolled onto her back, legs still trembling, looked up at him. “How…?” she asked finally. “Born this way,” he said simply. “Rare. Real. Doctors called it diphallia with vertical fusion. I call it useful.” She reached up, traced the twin shafts, still half-hard, glistening with their combined mess. “Very useful.” He smirked, leaned down, kissed her slow. “Stay the night?” Maya smiled, lazy, sated. “Only if you promise round two.” His eyes darkened, promise in them.

He'd drilled his beliefs into me so thoroughly that even thinking about Alex and Nick's proposition made me feel dirty. But Marcus was a liar. I knew that now. So maybe he'd lied about this too. I grabbed my laptop—a new one Alex had gotten for me, completely untraceable—and settled into the window seat of my bedroom. The cabin had satellite internet, secure and encrypted. If I was going to make an informed decision, I needed information. I started with the basics: "MFM relationship." The search results were... illuminating. Articles, forums, blogs, all discussing polyamorous relationships where two men shared one woman. Some were purely sexual arrangements, but many were full romantic partn

Twenty-five men. Twenty-five stories. One thing they all have in common is desire. Some men fall for the person they were never supposed to want. A forbidden crush on a straight boss. A brother's best friend who was always off-limits. A divorce lawyer who becomes far more than a professional. A bodyguard who gets dangerously close to his client. A fake boyfriend who doesn't stay fake for long. A retired adult-film star determined to leave his past behind, until someone recognizes the man he used to be. There are also rivals who can't stand each other, roommates who discover an attraction they never expected, supposedly straight married men whose lives are turned upside

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

"Hillian told me everything about you. How you look when you cum. How long you’ve been untouched by the old man. How you touched yourself in his room that day. I listened to every word he told me." My throat had gone dry by now, I looked from one face to the other. Hillian squeezed my hands. "I’m asking you again. Do you want this? From both of us." I should have said no, I should have stood up and walked out. Instead I let my body answer first, I could feel myself getting excited. I had never had sex with two people before. It had always been a fantasy I kept private, but now it was standing in front of me actually playing out in real time. "Yes," I whispered.

Then we talked with the newest owners for a bit, made a large donation in tip form, to keep them around for decades to come, then headed out to the covered patio that was empty, minus the security team to sit and talk. Tara told me that she doesn’t have a sexual preference as she’s had brother/sister twins mates before, and she is polyamorous. She told me that Phoenix’s don’t mate like wolves, so it’s not for life, that she can have multiple mates from different packs. Tara told me about her last mate, she doesn’t remember him, but her parents told her about him when she was sixteen, which is why she took her own virginity this time.