1 comments/ 39099 views/ 5 favorites Polyamorous Ch. 01 By: Lady_Blackhawk Part I A Journey In Truth Living in a small Midwestern Town isn't all that bad most of the time. It lends a sense of safety often not found a larger metropolis. Safety lends a peace of mind. Although peace of mind often comes with a price. Everybody knows everyone else as well as everyone else's business. Nothing stays private for long and that doesn't bode well for someone with a lifestyle like mine. My name is Amber. I am a 30 yr old polyamorous female who shares my husband, Adam, with another female. We live in the same house together. We share domestic responsibilities, like every other normal household. Only Adam and I share our lives with our girlfriend, Alison. Mind you, I said OUR. Adam and I grew up here. We went to the same grade school and graduated the same year from the same local high school. Back then, I paid no attention to him. Adam was a typical high school guy. His thoughts centered on sports, fast cars, and girls. He was amongst the in crowd. Adam was the quarterback of our high school's football team and also was on the wrestling team. Being captain of the team as well as quarterback lead to more than his pick of the pretty girls in school. It also led to a full football scholarship at the state university. My high school career was 180 degrees from Adam's. I was the quiet, smart girl who sat at the front of the room and tried not to call too much attention to myself. The book smart wallflower, that was me and not to mention on the plump side. I graduated valedictorian of my class and received a full scholarship to the state university. I could have gone to Vale, Princeton, Harvard or any one of the Ivy League colleges if it hadn't been for the fact my folks weren't able to pay to put me through college. The full scholarship was a godsend. It meant I would be able to get a college education. Something no one in my family had ever done. It also meant I wouldn't slave away my life in a roadside diner like my mom had done. I wanted more than that for myself too. Adam and I always ran in different circles. He joined a fraternity and I spent my four years at State living in a co-ed dorm. I can't say I was much of a joiner. I met Alison my junior year at State. She'd transferred from another university and we became roommates. She inspired me to change. I dropped the pesky pounds that had stuck with me through most of teenage years. Alison dyed my mouse brown hair a honey blonde color and helped me pick out a hot new wardrobe. Amber the mouse had disappeared for good. Amber the tigress had arrived. I'd never had a closer friend than Alison. Alison met a frat guy and got us invited to a party. It was a definite new experience for me. I'd never been to a real party in my life. I'd never had a drink of alcohol. More over I had never been kissed. That night showed me what I had missed out on. I recall the party as if it were yesterday instead of nine years ago. I had a few beers which made me extremely tipsy. Alison kept watch on me, like my protector. A few frat guys asked me to dance. I remember the stench of their breaths from the alcohol they had consumed and I remember the feel of their hands groping my body. Alison came to my 'rescue' as one brawny frat boy tried to take liberties. She whisked me away to a room upstairs. I experienced my first ever kiss in that room. I didn't know the act of kissing could be so wonderful. That night was truly a night of firsts for me. I had my first sexual experience that night with Alison. She undressed me and kissed me all over. Her lips felt wonderful on my breasts. She suckled my nipples until they hardened. It felt like they would explode. I trembled as her fingers touched my pussy, slipping into my tightness. She told me she would be my first. She'd be the one to take my cherry. I begged for it as her tongue lashed back and forth over my clit and her fingers invaded my virgin cunt. It hurt yet I felt so good all over. She took me to ecstasy as I lay shaking beneath her shaking from my first orgasm. She kissed me, using her tongue. I could taste my salty pungent flavor on her lips. It tasted good. I knew then I wanted to do to her what she had done to me. The sanctity of our passion was broken though as Alison's frat boyfriend, Brad, entered the room. His drunkenness was obvious. He reeked of booze. I can't say who was more surprised when he caught us? Us or him. His eyes bulged along with his cock, now clearly outlined through the material of his fleece sweats. He made a crude comment about his girlfriend banging her roommate instead of him. He closed the door and promptly dropped his pants. I flushed bright pink as I saw his large engorged penis. I had never seen one of those and wasn't sure if I was ready to handle of one of those either. My eyes pleaded to Alison. I didn't want anything to do with Brad. I saw the look I gave Alison mirrored in her eyes. Apparently she wanted nothing to do with Brad either. It is a miracle we got out of there unscathed by Brad's lust. We giggled our way back to our dorm room where we resumed our exploration of each other. From that moment on, Alison and I were virtually inseparable. After weeks of making love to me with her mouth and fingers, Alison introduced to me an 8 inch strap-on penis. I gaped in awe as she put it on. It was so thick and BIG. My pussy instantly got soaked. I wondered how it would all fit. She reassured me it would and how it would feel so good. She started by kissing my mouth, my neck, suckling my nipples, like she usually did. She attacked my pussy with such ferocity. Her tongue and fingers strumming were a beat on my clit, making my cries music to her ears. I came hard, drenching her face. With a slap to my thigh, she mounted me, sliding the thick strap-on into my tight snatch. I groaned at the thick invasion stretching me. She had finally taken my cherry. I panted hotly as she pumped 'her dick' into me, and called me her bitch. I had given myself to her. I belonged to her. I had even fallen in love with her. The school year continued as did our relationship. Alison broke it off with Brad. She said only a woman could make her feel good. She said a man couldn't be gentle and loving as another woman. Men could never understand a woman's needs. I began to believe that was right. Alison and I became inseparable. I had never been so happy before. Then summer came. Alison said she had to return home but she'd call me once she'd taken care of what she had to do. June, July and August passed and no word came from Alison. I felt a pain in my heart like never before. I was in love with her and it seemed as if she had deserted me. I returned to school but there was no Alison. Polyamorous Ch. 02 Part II Wedded Bliss Midway through my senior year, I was rollerblading across the campus commons when a runner blindsided me. I crashed to the ground and he fell on top of me. I looked up at him as a groan of pain escaped my lips. It was Adam. He smiled and helped me up, making sure I wasn't hurt. A tingle raced through me as his hands brushed the leaves and dirt off my clothing. I felt warm all over and my nipples hardened. I smiled at him. Adam had gotten even better looking and more muscular in the past 4 years since high school. A thought crossed my mind. I wondered if he recognized me as the same plump mousy valedictorian from back home. I doubted it. He asked my name and told me his. I told him I knew him from high school, that he had been captain of the football team and his family lived on Walnut St. The look on his face registered surprise when I told him who I was. He said all he ever knew of me was that I was the class brain. I knew he never knew I existed back then. He grinned that sexy grin of his and asked me out for a cup of coffee. I accepted. He shook his head and said it was strange that he met someone from his hometown here at State. That crash started something wonderful. I had only been with Alison. I had only had a strap-on penis, not a real one. I wondered what a real one would feel like. Adam was not a small man. He stood 6 ft 3 inches and weighed 250 pounds of pure muscle. He towered over me by a foot. I felt dwarfed by him and 5 ft 3 inches and 110 pounds. We started dating and became really close. We spent the Winter break in our hometown with our families. We spent Spring Break in Daytona Beach, Fla. For all my imaginations, I could not have even begun to guess what things would be like for him and me. We weren't sleeping with each other yet. We had decided to wait. I confessed to him about my relationship with Alison. He didn't look down on me for loving her the way I did. He told me about his 'conquests' in college and in high school. He had been with all of the female cheerleaders in high school and most of the female cheerleaders in college along with many girls here who struck his fancy. Yet, he told me I meant more to him than a quick fling. I was special and that meant something. After graduation, we moved back to our hometown and rented a place together. I opened up a massage therapy shop and Adam went to work at a nearby chemical plant as an engineer and became a volunteer fireman. We had been together for nine months, living together, yet we had not had sex. I eagerly awaited that moment. Adam proposed to me on Christmas Eve and we married on a beautiful June afternoon in a gazebo at one of the local parks. The whole town turned out for the occasion. I felt like Cinderella. We spent our two week long honeymoon at a couple's resort in Jamaica. We rarely left the room. Moreover, we rarely left our bed. We had an insatiable appetite for each other. I had seen him naked many times. I had even seen him erect. Adam had a magnificent body, sculpted and powerfully built. He worked out every day, keeping his body in prime form. He even often referred to his body as a temple. Yes, it sounds corny but I do worship him. He simply makes me wet when I look at his awesome body. I hungered for him ever since we started dating. I wanted him. I wanted to feel every thick throbbing inch of his 10 inch rock hard cock. Yes, my husband is well hung. And that first night we made love, Oooooooooooo Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, it was incredible. He stretched my pussy like it had never been stretched before. Feeling a real hard throbbing penis completely blew away the strap-on. There was no comparison I could ever make. I moaned and squealed every time he thrust that delicious monster inside me. I was thankful we rented a private bungalow so no one would hear us. Of course if someone did overhear us, I hoped it would make them jealous and inspire them to great heights of passion. He showed me things I never knew before, things Alison and I had never done. I found I had a gift for sucking cock. It was evident the first time I ever tried to go down on him. He went nuts and blew his wad in my mouth. I have grown fond of the taste of my husband's cum. Two weeks of honeymoon bliss was what we shared in that private bungalow on that sunny tropical isle. Two weeks of intense passion and non-stop lovemaking. Yet part of me wanted more. A part of me craved something Adam couldn't give me. Deep down I knew what it was. I simply missed Alison, her tenderness, the smell of her, the taste of her, the sound of her laughter, and the feel of her soft hands all over my body. I truly and deeply loved Adam, but I don't ever think I had gotten over Alison. I think Adam knew. I think he could sense it. We returned home from Jamaica and settled back in our everyday lives. Days lead to weeks. Weeks lead to months and months into years. We were very happy together. We had purchased a nice new home, had a nice comfortable bank account and my salon was profitable. Adam bought a new full sized pickup truck. Life is good. Our sex life continued to be incredible. We experimented with bondage, role-playing and cross dressing. I learned he was interested in anal sex. He had no gay tendencies, but he wanted to know what it felt like to be fucked. He wanted to know what it felt like it felt like to have a thick strap-on in his ass. He had confessed he had used one of his ex-girlfriend's vibrating dildos and wanted to feel more. He wanted me to fuck like he fucked me. It was an incredible experience. We both became so aroused. He said it hurt like hell at first as I took his anal cherry, but it gave him a rush like he'd never felt before. He said he liked the feel of being taken by me, that he loved the feel of having his ass reamed with the thick strap-on cock we'd purchased together. He said he'd often wanted to play the submissive role, but never could before with any other woman. If it had gotten out in college, he'd have been ruined. And thank god for Internet adult sites selling adult toys. Besides the adult store on the edge of town, we'd have to drive 100 miles. No one needs to know our private business. Adam's ultra macho exterior persona would never allow anyone to know he liked being fucked in the ass by his wife. Yet as a gift, he made me a latex replica of his own massive 10 inch cock. I was thrilled to tears. How thoughtful of him to do that for me. I repaid him by fucking him with it, making him feel what I do when he is in my ass. We had been married for 5 years when we learned Adam was sterile. We wanted children, but it seemed that was not to be. I had wondered why in 5 years we'd been married that I hadn't gotten pregnant. Never once had we used birth control. Adam confessed to using steroids during high school and college. He blamed his sterility on his stupidity. Adam had also confessed that a knee injury had cost him a future with a major league football team. Maybe that injury was a godsend. If it hadn't have happened, Adam and I wouldn't have met and gotten married. As for children, we have considered adoption. I would love to be a mother and there are so many children that need a good loving home. At times I grieve for something I would never have. I would never know the feeling of what it is like to have a child growing inside my body. That realization hurt and it made me long for other things I had lost, like Alison. I felt the need to get away from it all. I felt the need for a vacation alone. I expressed all of my troubles to Adam. To my surprise, he understood. He said he knew there had been something troubling me for a long time. He told me to take a weekend and go someplace peaceful, like a spa, where I would be pampered. Somewhere that may invigorate my body, mind, and soul with a sense of peace. I needed peace of mind restored. He confessed his undying love to me and told me he'd be here when I returned. How many husbands are willing to allow that? I knew I had a special man in my husband. I was wrong all those long years ago in high school when I thought he was a colossal chauvinistic jerk. That wasn't the real Adam. Now I felt the need to find the real me. Polyamorous Ch. 03 Part III The Return of Alison I took Adam's advice and booked a weekend at a posh California spa that Adam recommended. The rest, relaxation, and ultra-pampering were something I dearly needed. I found more than I bargained for at the spa. Was it possible Adam knew something I didn't? Was it a mere coincidence when I walked into the herbal body wrap session I booked I found Alison waiting? I wasn't sure who was more shocked? Me or her? She performed the wrap on me and promised she would meet me after hours in my room. This I was looking forward to. My whole being tingled with anticipation. After 6 long years, there she stood, beautiful as ever. Thoughts assailed me. Where had she been all this time? Why hadn't she looked me up during that summer? Why hadn't she come back to State? I knew I would have to find all this out. I spent the rest of the day giddy with bated breath. My heart pounded. My pulse raced with nervous excitement. Finally Alison knocked on my door. I raced to it and quickly let her in. She embraced me like we had never been apart. It was magical and intense. We kissed, touched, and stroked one another. Being with her again felt so right. She broke off the steamy kiss and led me to the bed. I was soaking wet with anticipation, but instead of the lovemaking I thought would follow, she began to explain why she hadn't come back to me. She said our relationship had become so serious and it scared her so much that she applied to a different school. She graduated and took a job here at the spa as a massage therapist. I told her about Adam. I was surprised to find out she knew all about him and our marriage. I had a suspicion her being here was why Adam suggested I come here. Little did I know he had planned to join me here? After our long talk, we continued what we had started when she first arrived at the door. Long lustful passionate kisses, our hands roaming each other's bodies. The moment was broken though when a knock came at the door. Who could be here? Frustrated at the intrusion, I answered it. There stood Adam. My eyes widened. The two loves of my life were both here. I felt lucky and blessed to have a husband who understood my needs. He told me how magnificent I looked with a passion flushed face, swollen lips and hardened nipples showing through my shirt. The three of us came together like we had always been together. It was natural. Almost spiritual. Like nothing I'd ever felt before. Both Adam's and Alison's attention was centered on me. Kissing me, touching me, fondling me, and stroking my body. Both began to undress me. There were lips and hands everywhere. I felt like a sex goddess being pampered with intense passion. They led me to the bed and laid me down. I helped both Adam and Alison out of their clothes. Adam was hard as a rock. Alison moaned as she looked him over. She licked her lips. I winked at her. "Eat me first and I'll let you feel Adam's mighty cock inside your luscious cunt," I told her. She groaned and dived between my legs. I saw Adam's eyes grow as big as saucers. His cock stiffened even more. I touched him. He was harder than he'd ever been. A grimace settled onto his face. He begged me to touch him, to suck him. I gladly obliged my hard husband. Anything for him. He'd allowed me to have my Alison. A hot feeling crept over me as we shared the bountiful fruits of passion. I wanted to see Alison fuck Adam. I wanted to see his luscious hard cock thrusting into her sweet pussy. I groaned as Alison's tongue hit that nerve on my clit. After all this time, she still knew how to please me. She jabbed her fingers up my snatch, finding my g-spot. I moaned around the cock in my mouth and sucked harder. Adam panted, groaning. I felt his penis jerk in my mouth. He would cum soon. I sucked harder, using my tongue on the nerves centered on the underside and stroked the base furiously. He let out a scream of passion, shooting his load into my mouth. I swallowed it greedily, licking his shaft all over. He groaned and rolled to the empty bed beside me, watching Alison devour my pussy. I looked over at him, winking at him as he stroked his meaty cock back to full fledged hardness. I reached over and helped him, my hand joining his on the burgeoning shaft. When he had reached his full hard massive 10 inch erection, I smacked his leg and ordered him to fuck the hell out of Alison's cunt. I had to see that. He nodded, grinning. He said he was my dumb studly slave and my wish was his command. He knelt behind her, stroking her round ass. He pulled her up onto her knees and spread her cunt lips. His fingers pushed in, fingering her until she was soaking wet. Her licking and sucking on my snatch became more intense. She attacked my clit with heightened fervor. Plunging her tongue in and lashing my pussy, I squealed and exploded all over her face. I moved around, working myself beneath her until I came eye to eye with her bare shaved snatch. I could see Adam's fingers plunging in and out of her. I pushed her head back between my thighs. I had only just begun to cum. I took a hold of Adam's hard cock, stroking it then lined it up with Alison's cunt. I watched as he slid it into her. They both groaned in unison. Damn, honey, you are tight, he moaned. Fuck her, I ordered, fuck her hard. I smacked his thigh and then hers. To tease her, I snaked my tongue over her clit. She exploded instantaneously, soaking his cock and dribbling down onto my face. Yesssss, mmmm, he still tasted so good. I had never forgotten her taste. I continued to lick her clit and fondle Adam's balls. I worked my finger in next to his cock as he thrust his girth into her. She squealed, her moans becoming louder and louder. Adam joined in as his body began to shake. He groaned, grunted, and screamed as he slammed into her, fucking her violently. They came together, wild and untamed, feral in their lust. Adam reamed her, stuffing his cock into her the entire length. He slapped her ass. Alison screamed from the pleasure/pain of it. I bit her clit and sucked as hard as I could. She came instantly on the heels of her last. Adam pulled out of her and collapsed to the bed, panting and gasping for breath. His groans subsided as his penis went soft. Alison went limp atop me, still reeling from the intense orgasms. Yet she never missed a stroke of her tongue on my clit. Once more she brought me to orgasm and I drenched her face. Breathlessly we all cuddled up on the bed. I lay in the middle with my two lovers flanking me. We all curled together and rested before starting again. We started slowly, touching, kissing and fondling. Both Adam and Alison suckled my breasts, my flat stomach, and down to my hairless pussy. Adam moved between my legs, his tongue going to work on my wet pussy. His larger tongue and fingers felt different than Alison's. He finger fucked my cunt and licked my clit, making me cum again. With a smack to my thigh, he ordered me to get on my hands and knees. I glimpsed down his body. He was hard as solid steel and ready to fuck again. To Alison, he motioned to his bag. I watched as she removed a bevy of dildos, oils, strap-ons, and lube. He instructed her to put on the middle sized strap-on and lube up his ass. He said he wanted to be fucked like he fucked her. He wanted to be fucked hard while he fucked my dripping cunt. With a squeal of delight, she agreed. We became a chain of fucking, Adam driving his cock into me and Alison reaming 'her cock' into his ass. Adam responded like a mad man. The harder she reamed him, the more intense his thrusts became. All three of us were screaming from the sensation of it. The feeling was incredible. When Adam had taken all of the 'dick' he could, he commanded her to get the biggest strap-on he'd brought and use it on me. It was Alison's choice. She could fuck my ass or join Adam in fucking my soaking wet slick pussy. I knew I could fit both of them. Adam often stuffed his cock and a dildo inside me at the same time. Alison opted to join Adam inside my stretched cunt. He pulled me up off the bed, holding me back next to his body while Alison 'her cock' up inside of me. I groaned as I felt my pussy stretch. It was such a tight fit. My g-spot got an incredible workout from all the stimulation Adam and Alison provided. Adam kissed my neck, suckling on my ears while Alison plucked my nipples. All I could do was moan from the intensity of the pleasure. Alison's strokes alternated with Adam's. I had never felt anything like it. I came and came and came until exhaustion set in. Yet Adam kept going. I could tell he was holding back. He was holding back for one massive orgasm that would rock my body. He sensed it was close as did Alison. They both double timed it, thrusting, pumping, reaming me with a ferocity I'd never felt before. My moans became screams as the built up exploded within me. It was the most intensely explosive orgasm I've ever had. Then Adam unleashed the torrent of cum he'd been holding back. His shouts mingled with mine. We collapsed as the sound reverberated off the walls and furious knocking came at the door. Someone must've heard us and complained. Too spent to care, we sank to the bed and cuddled up together. The knocks continued, growing louder. Alison gasped as the head concierge swung the door open and stormed in. The look on his face mirrored anger and disappointment. He promptly asked us to leave and fired Alison on the spot for her wanton behavior. Knowing it was too late to catch an airplane home, we managed to talk him into allowing us to stay until morning, promising we'd be quiet. Reluctantly he granted us that much. After he left, Alison erupted in tears. Fired after six years of loyal service. I kissed her tears away and told her that behind every cloud is a silver lining. I promised her everything would work out. Adam and I offered her the opportunity to come home with us. I also offered her partnership at my salon. She happily smiled and accepted. Alison has been a part of us for two years now. Our sex is never dull. Yes, we are the talk of the town. To hear the town folk tell it we are sinners of the worst kind, cavorting in our carnal lust. We are happy. I am happier than I have ever been. I don't long for something I can't have because I have everything I could ever want. I've given up on my yearnings for children. It wouldn't be right to bring children into this lifestyle. Perhaps some polyamorous couples do it, but it's not for us. We've considered moving to a larger city where we may blend in instead of stand out like criminals. The whispers and cold shoulders haven't bothered us much. Our salon still does good business and Adam has gotten several promotions. Life is wonderful. What more could I ask for?