Story: The Endless Polycule
The five of us formed the perfect polycule: a web of connections, no rigid hierarchy, just pure desire flowing like electricity. Sofia and I were the old “center,” lovers for years. Then came Marina, dating Sofia and fucking me too. Lucas entered through Marina, became her boyfriend and soon was regularly pounding Sofia. Theo closed the loop: dating Lucas, fucking Marina and Sofia, and I loved sliding into him while Marina watched.
No one was anyone’s “primary.” We were all metamours, all touching, all coming together when the mood struck. The unspoken rule was simple: the polycule was the boundary. Outside desire? Talked about first. Inside? Anything goes.
It was Saturday night. The house smelled of incense and red wine. Marina arrived holding Theo’s hand, both already with hungry eyes. Sofia opened the door in black lingerie, no panties, pussy already glistening.
“Tonight we close the whole cycle,” Sofia said, pulling Marina into a slow kiss, tongues dancing as her hands slid down to squeeze the other’s ass.
Lucas and I were on the couch, watching. He ran his hand up my thigh, cock hardening in his pants. “Look at them devouring each other… it drives me crazy.”
Theo approached Sofia from behind, kissing her neck while unhooking her bra. Her breasts bounced free, nipples hard. Marina knelt, sucking one eagerly, nibbling lightly. Sofia moaned loud, hand inside Marina’s pants, fingers circling her swollen clit.
“Come on, boys,” Marina called, voice hoarse. “I want the whole polycule filling me.”
Lucas stood first. Stripped fast, thick cock throbbing. He went to Marina, turned her around and slid into her pussy from behind, thrusting steadily while she kept sucking Sofia. Theo positioned in front of Sofia, cock in her mouth, slowly fucking her throat as I came up behind him.
I slid two lubed fingers into his ass—he loved that—then replaced them with my cock, entering slow, feeling him clench around me. Theo groaned, pushing deeper into Sofia’s mouth.
The room became a tangle of bodies. Sofia lay on the rug, Marina riding her face, wet pussy grinding on her tongue while Lucas pounded from behind. I kept thrusting into Theo, who leaned down to lick Lucas’s cock and Marina’s pussy at once—tongue switching between clit and balls.
“Fuck… yes… lick them both while I fuck him,” I said, speeding up.
Marina came first, screaming, juices dripping onto Sofia’s face. Sofia licked it all, then pulled Theo down: “I want both of you in my pussy. Now.”
Theo lay back. Sofia climbed on, sliding down slowly, moaning as she took him to the hilt. Lucas got behind, spit on his hand, rubbed his cock and pushed in alongside—double vaginal, stretching Sofia to the limit. She screamed in pleasure, nails digging into Theo’s back. “Fuck… two cocks wrecking me… don’t stop…”
Marina climbed over, sitting reverse on Theo’s face, pussy rubbing his mouth while kissing Sofia. I positioned behind Marina, sliding into her pussy while licking Sofia’s ass, feeling the two cocks moving below.
The whole polycule pulsed together. Moans blended, sweat dripped, the scent of sex filled the air.
Theo came first, filling Sofia, cum leaking as Lucas kept thrusting. Lucas couldn’t hold: buried deep and came inside her too, mixing everything. Sofia convulsed, coming hard, body shaking.
Marina slid down, spread her legs for me: “Eat their cum out of me while I suck Sofia.”
I buried my tongue in her pussy, tasting the salty mix with her sweetness, while Theo, recovered, came behind me, fingers in my ass, then cock sliding in slow. Lucas stroked himself watching, cock hardening again.
Marina came in my mouth. I came inside her, feeling Theo pound deep and shoot hot across my back.
We collapsed in a sweaty heap on the rug, panting, laughing softly between lazy kisses.
Sofia ran her fingers through Marina’s hair: “This is polycule. It’s not just fucking multiple people. It’s knowing the pleasure circulates… comes back to everyone.”
Lucas added, arm around Theo: “And no one’s left out. Everyone feels it.”
Theo grinned crookedly: “Tomorrow we reconnect again. And again. Until the cycle’s infinite.”
I smiled, cum still dripping, pussy and ass throbbing. Nothing was hotter than knowing that fire wasn’t mine, or hers, or his—it was ours. Interconnected. Multiplied. Endless.
End.
