We’ve Been in a Polyamorous Relationship with Our Girlfriend for 5 Years. Here’s What It’s Like.
And, yep, it’s as good — actually better — than one could EVER imagine.
Whenever I go downtown for work meetings, I love to hook up with our polyamorous girlfriend, Piper, at her condo in the city for lunch and sex. These rendezvous with Piper never disappoint, and over the years they’ve brought her and me closer together — a good thing because we both love the same woman: Lauren.
And, honestly, Piper and I very much love each other.
This year, as Lauren and I celebrate five wonderful years with Piper, I thought I’d share a bit more about our life together as a polyamorous “throuple.”
Polyamory isn’t usually easy. It can and often does blur the lines between the four dimensions I’ve already written about, meaning it holds the power to foment relationship-killing jealousy. Lauren and I have been polyamorous for 26 years and we’ve had some wonderful experiences with our girlfriends, like Allison and Kelly, but we’ve also had girlfriends who made it unnecessarily difficult and dramatic and we had to part ways with them.
Piper, even more so than Allison, makes our polyamory easy and fun. There is simply nothing not to love and adore about her. A natural redhead with a slender body and the most perfect ass and legs imaginable, she’s sassy, cute, wickedly smart, artsy, exceedingly kind, sometimes daring, flirtatious and, like Lauren and me, deeply sexual. Not to be crass, but she enjoys sucking dick, especially in the morning, and she loves anal sex. She likes some BDSM and has some interesting fetishes — rimming Lauren and me, the occasional golden shower and squirting among them. She’s 36 years-old.
Piper is a child of wealth and privilege. She got an elite education throughout her childhood and into early adulthood. She attended a prestigious K-12 academy in the northeast and then earned her undergraduate and graduate degrees from a preeminent institution.
Instead of living on her trust fund and using its earnings to finance an extravagant, jet-set lifestyle, Piper has devoted herself to the arts, serving others, being a published author and living authentically as an indie-type person. While she lives in a very high-end condo that only a wealthy person could afford, she’s down-to-earth, relatable, emotionally mature, lovable and a lot of fun. She’s quite sensitive because at her core she’s an artist. She’s talented with her writing and performing on stage. It’s impossible not to love Piper.
Lauren and I met Piper in 2019 at a performing arts function and the two women clicked. It was instant sexual attraction between them. Piper and I also clicked — and I strongly desired her — but the chemistry between her and Lauren was palpable, intense and unavoidable as the three of us stood in the private reception area enjoying cocktails and getting to know each other. Sensing an opportunity, Lauren invited Piper on a “date” with the two us — a bold proposal that at the time kind of shocked me because my wife is typically sexually submissive, but her desire for Piper was so intense that she couldn’t help but ask her out.
To our delight, Piper happily accepted Lauren’s offer to take her out with us, and the next night we treated her to dinner at a nice restaurant close to her condo. During dinner, Piper sought to understand what specifically taking her out on a date was all about since we were married.
“So, you all aren’t the typical couple,” she astutely observed over that first dinner together. “If you were, you wouldn’t have asked me out, would you have?”
She continued: “And because we’re out together — on a date, I’d add — I assume the bonds of monogamy that many married couples hold dear don’t really apply to you all since we’re here together right now, do they?”
Lauren and I nodded our heads in the affirmative.
“And I don’t need to tell you that I’m bisexual, as you are, too, I gather,” Piper said, looking sensuously at Lauren.
“I am indeed,” Lauren offered, charming Piper with her Swenglish (Swedish/American accent). “And I knew you were, too, when our eyes met.”
“Are you bisexual, too?” Piper asked me.
“I’m not. But she is and, as you said, the bonds of traditional monogamy don’t really apply to us, which, yeah, factored into our asking you out,” I confessed.
“So you’re looking for a girlfriend?” Piper asked, winking at me playfully.
Fuck, she’s cute, I thought! Meanwhile, Lauren’s thought was, god, I want her.
“We’re very happy together and in our lifestyle,” Lauren affirmed. “We’re here with you not really because we’re looking for a girlfriend per se. We’re here with you because we both like you, Piper.”
Piper took a drink and smiled.
“I’m interested,” she said softly. “And I’m not new to nontraditional things. I switch-hit after all. But I’ve never had a relationship with a married couple. How does this work?”
There at the restaurant, the three of us decided that, in lieu of talking about how it might work between the three of us, we’d immediately adjourn to Piper’s condo. There, we’d let the night take us to where it wished.
We paid the bill and drove a short distance to Piper’s condo, where we sat in her exquisitely-decorated living room sipping wine and talking before she and Lauren kissed.
Their kiss took us all the way that night, and the next morning we woke up naked in Piper’s bed, had coffee and breakfast together, and again made love. Apart from Piper being fun, well-adjusted and personable, the sex that first night together was extremely erotic and overall out of this world. We found her to be experienced, fun and adventurous in bed — qualities we appreciated. Lauren and I asked Piper to come over to our house the next weekend. She accepted.
Now, five years later, Piper’s our beloved girlfriend — a lover to Lauren, a lover to me and a lover we enjoy sharing together. As a mature lover, she knows her place with Lauren and me. She knows and accepts that Lauren and I, as spouses, come first and that she as our girlfriend comes second. We’ve set these boundaries and she’s always honored them, never asking for more, never over-stepping and never being anything but kind, caring and sexually thrilling.
We lucked out in such a big way in finding Piper, but she’d say the same about discovering us.
Once, I asked Piper why she — such a beautiful woman — desired to be in a relationship with a married couple when she could have virtually anyone she wanted, especially given her wealth.
“We’re all different,” she answered. “I might eventually want to get married and have kids, but I also have this crazy desire to be with you and Lauren, to be a girlfriend you share with each other, to satisfy her needs and yours, too — and to let you both satisfy mine. It’s so sexual and erotic, but it’s also so beautiful because there’s this love between us that most people couldn’t ever understand. It feels good to me.”
“So you like being our fuck toy?” I joked.
“I love being your fuck toy,” she replied, winking.
“And my second little bitch?” I teased.
“Oh, yeah, baby,” she answered.
“And my on-call cocksucker?”
“Always, so long as you’re my on-call pussy licker.”
Her willingness to fully engage in flirting and have fun with naughty words— perhaps a product of her stage acting experience— makes Piper all the more fun for Lauren and me.
Yet Piper sometimes struggles with the reality that Lauren and I swing with other couples, which she feels is excessive because she thinks that what we have together as a “throuple” is enough. Lauren and have discussed her concerns and feel she has a point. We’d leave swinging before we’d ever leave Piper, but we’re not quite at that point yet.
Instead, our swinging is an ongoing tension we sometimes have to manage with Piper. The deal is that, so long as we get regularly tested for STDs, Piper has no problem with me not wearing a condom and not pulling out. In fact, that’s how she wants it (no condom, go for the creampie). We’ve invited her to join us for some of our lifestyle adventures, and she’s participated in a few, but she doesn’t really feel the pull of swinging the way Lauren and I do.
As we think about the future, Lauren, Piper and I see nothing getting in the way of several more years together. Once Lauren and I are empty-nesters, Piper will probably spend even more time at our house, but she’ll likely never move in with us, because how then would we explain that to our son?
“What if we’re still together in 20 years, love?” Lauren recently asked Piper. “I’d love that,” our girlfriend answered.
It’s a fair question: If ever the day comes that three people can get married, would we take that step? It’s hard to say. Our answer is probably no because we believe marriage is between two people, but why rule it out at this point when it’s soooooooooo fucking good?
