Polyamory Stories

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Sandy Ch. 03

by BogartsBoss on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Two days after our conversation, Karen, Sandy and I were splashing around off the pier. By now Karen had gotten rid of her bottoms as well, and it was quite a sight when her butt rose up out of the water. And lying out in the sun? She had no problem spreading her legs wide. When she said no tan lines, she meant it. Sandy still wore shorts, but had graduated...

With All My Heart

by VioletGreenStorytellingRed on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Trigger warning: it's a rape survivor's story. So it can be dangerous to wear your identity on your sleeve if you're a polyamorous woman. Men can think if you're not spoken for, you won't refuse them. And even if you do refuse, who's going to complain? Only you – and we all know how much that counts. But then, when you think about it, that's only one ve...

Celeste's Picnic

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"Yes, and Ted is incredibly generous and thoughtful." Ted groaned inwardly. He knew when Celeste started with these peculiar compliments... It usually meant she was going to share something embarrassing about him. Celeste threw back her long hair and smiled, rubbing Ted's arm, as she talked to Haley and Don, one of the other couples at the Polyamoury For...

One Ordinary Day, with Penis Ch. 04

by KrisCherita on Apr 15, 2020
Anal

Chapter Four: First Among Sequels Lauren's parents had come to the opening night, and then pissed off to some resort before our final performance, which made their large and well-appointed house two blocks from campus the ideal place for our wrap party. The place had an enormous outdoor hot tub, a bar and wine rack (off limits, but Lauren had stocked the hu...

Polyamory Ch. 02: Doctor's Visit

by StanleyFulton on Mar 12, 2019
Novels and Novellas

"Doctor's Visit" Next morning, I woke with incredible morning wood going on but decided not to do anything about it myself. If Debra didn't want to, no big deal. I'd make it. She showed up at 8:30 dressed as usual and began disrobing the minute she entered the house. Before I could say, "hello", she was naked not having worn any panties. "I guess we have to...

My Wife's Twin

by Leenysman on Sep 25, 2017
Group Sex

Disclaimer: All sexual activity described here is between fictional characters over the age of 18. Enjoy. ~~~~~ You'll probably say I should have known, but I'm actually glad I didn't. I might have blown off the best thing that ever happened to me, if I had. I love my wife Kassandra, better known as Kassy, with all my heart, but things in our life were fe...

Trivial Objects Pt. 01

by Jane_the_Slut on Jul 31, 2019
BDSM

CW: Polyamory, jealousy, D/s, bondage, humiliation, toys, spanking. ***** "I'm open to trying anything once." Allison tore a tiny, soft piece of the Italian loaf in front of her and dipped it into the oil and vinegar. "Just no pain." Rick's left hand tightened around Allison's. "No pain. Don't worry." I took a deep sip of my red, a barolo but it tasted l...

Polyamory Ch. 19: Biketoberfest

by StanleyFulton on May 7, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 19 "Sex and Street Nudity at Biketoberfest" We met as planned at a little after noon to go home and gather our stuff and redress for our trip. I really had little to do other than change my shoes. I was planning on wearing the jeans and button down collar shirt to Daytona. The women had a plan. They always have a plan and I am usually the beneficia...

Polyamory Ch. 13: Sex on the Beach

by StanleyFulton on Mar 26, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 13 "Sex in the Store and on the Beach" Target was our choice of place to shop for linens and bed and bath stuff because they have good things and are usually less expensive than Bed, Bath and Beyond. We had no idea for sure how long we would be in the house so we wanted to be frugal. I had negotiated that the landlord would pay for window coverings...

Learning Italian: Lesson 01

by LadyBrettAshley on Aug 29, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Claudio Dusk found me waiting in a concrete park on the edge of the touristic center of Como. So did he. He was taller than I expected him to be and he wore a vintage sport coat with patches on the elbows. Across a window table at the bar he'd chosen, we spoke eloquently for a time about the things we had written and dreamt of writing. I sipped a whiskey...