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My Polyamorous Romance	By : Lady_Spork Category: My Chemical Romance > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1353 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction! I do not know any members of My Chemical Romance, and I do not profit from these writings.

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- 1-My Polyamorous Romance
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“Gods, Frank, you fuck like a rabbit.” I said, panting.
“Is that a compliment or a complaint?” He asked, not bothering to lift his head off of my chest.
“Compliment. The marks on your back should be proof enough of that.” I said laughing.
“Anna’s right, Frank, you do.” said a voice from the computer on the desk across from us. I looked over and saw Jamia’s smiling face.

I waved at the webcam. “I wish you could be here with us, sweetie. I miss you!” I said to her. “It’s just not the same when you’re not here.”
Jamia blew a kiss to us from the computer screen. “Next week, you guys will be home.”
I sat up, dislodging Frank from me. “He didn’t tell you? He was supposed to. I didn’t have time to tell you myself, and then I forgot. I have to go home, like home home, my home next week. I can’t come visit.”
“Shit, I’m sorry, girls. I forgot.” Frank said, sitting up and shaking his head. “I got a call from Mikey and it slipped my mind.”
“You need to move closer to us.” Jamia pouted prettily. “ I told you we’d pay.”
I shook my head. “I appreciate it, but you know how we feel about it. We’ll move closer when we can afford it. You know how stubborn my husband is.”
Jamia nodded. “Yeah, yeah. I’m counting the weeks.”
“Soon love soon. One more client, and I think we can manage it.” I smiled at her. I really did want to live closer to them. They were my friends as well as my lovers, I hated that so many miles separate us. Jamia had been a client of mine a few years ago. I’d helped her get in shape after she’d had the twins.
We’d met on a fitness forum, before I’d even started my business. She’d been the one to suggest becoming a professional trainer back when I thought of myself as just a sort of cheerleader, encouraging people and searching the internet for solid, science based fitness information.
Our sexual relationship had started by accident. Jamia had stopped by one day unannounced and caught me with a man that wasn’t my husband. She’d been shocked and rather upset when she thought I’d been cheating on my husband. I’d explained to her that we didn’t believe in sexual monogamy, and that I believed that it was possible to love more than one person without diminishing what you felt for either.
“I don’t think I could share Frank.” She’d said without judgement. “I think it would hurt my feelings to see him with another woman.”
“Then it’s not the lifestyle for you. It’s not for everyone.” I shrugged.
But she’d been intrigued. I didn’t know it at the time, she told me about it later, but she spent a lot of time looking up swinging, and polyamory on the internet after that.
Months later she invited me to stay at her house for a week. I figured she was just lonely. Frank was on the road a lot, so much so that I’d never actually met him. I knew who he was of course, I’d been a huge fan of My Chemical Romance when I was younger, I still was even though they’d broken up a while ago.
So, I was shocked when I arrived and Frank was in fact home. I’d shook his hand and made appropriate small talk. I’d always been a little shy around strangers, so I tried to stay with quietly polite.
“Well, I have some work to do,” Frank said and excused himself.
“I’d have never figured you for the shy type.” Jamia had joked.
“I’ve always been shy, you just didn’t notice because we spent years talking on the internet so I was already comfortable with you when we met.”
“You need to relax. Let’s grab a few drinks and hit the pool. The girls are with their grandmother this weekend. I’d like to get plastered at least once before they get back.” She said laughing, leading me towards the guest room. “ Change into your suit and meet me out back.”
I changed quickly and when I got out there, she was already sitting on the edge of the pool, dangling her feet in the water. There were two bottles of beer on the cement next to her. I sat down and she handed me one. “Drink up, lady.”
“Cheers.” I said and tapped my bottle against hers before taking a long drink.
Several beers later, Jamia suddenly blurted out a question that surprised me. “Do you ever have sex with women?”
“Wow, you get right to the point, don’t you?” I joked.
“No, serious, I’m curious. Do you?”
“Yeah, sometimes. I’m pansexual, so I’m attracted to the person, not a particular sex. I’ve had sex with both men and women.” I took another long drink. “Sometimes at the same time.”
Jamia giggled.
“You’re a naughty girl.” She put her head on my shoulder. “I like that about you.”
“Thanks.” I said, not knowing what else to say. “I think you’ve had enough to drink though.”
“I’ve been talking to Frank about you, sort of. I didn’t use your name but I told him I knew someone who had an open marriage.”
I tensed. “Yeah? What did he have to say about it?”
She looked up at me and smiled. “He seemed interested. He said he’d heard of it, that it had interested him, but that it wasn’t the kind of thing you could just bring up without risking hurting someone’s feelings so he’d never mentioned it before.”
“Yeah, it’s always awkward in the beginning.” I said wondering where all this was heading.
“Sometimes, I think it wouldn’t bother me at all to watch Frank fuck you, and then sometimes I get panicky and worry that he’ll leave me.”
“Whoa, sweetie, back up, since when do I have any interest in your husband? I barely know him. I know it’s easy to get the wrong impression, but I don’t sleep with just anyone.”
Jamia laughed. “I didn’t think that you did. I just know that you’ll love him. He’s so funny and loving, anyone would love him. He can be a little shit at times though.”
It was my turn to laugh. “All people have that shitty side. It’s either a deal breaker or you learn to live with their shitty side, you don’t mind much because you love them. My husband can be a complete asshead at times.”
“Asshead, I like it. It fits.” She snickered.
“Who’s an asshead?” a voice behind us asked.

I stiffened. How long had be been there?
“Everyone at times.” Jamia said laughing.
“True enough.” Frank said as he sat down next to Jamia. She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Is that what you ladies have been doing out here all afternoon? Having a hen party and bitching about your husbands?”
“Nope.” She giggled. “We’ve been drinking and talking about sex.”
I tried to escape the conversation by slipping into the water.
“Anna’s the one that I was telling you about, you know the one that’s polyamorous.” Alcohol had clearly taken away her tact. I wanted to sink to the bottom of the pool and not come up until Frank had been gone for at least an hour. It wasn’t that I was ashamed of my lifestyle, it was that I am a very private person and I don’t like people sharing my personal information.
“Jamia, while that’s cool and all, you’re embarrassing her.”
I turned back towards them. “It’s okay. I mean, you're her husband.”
“Sorry, Anna” Jamia said, sounding ashamed. “ I shouldn’t have blurted it out like that.
“It’s okay, really. Just, you know, warn a girl next time.”

Jamia slid into the water too, and hugged me. “Forgive me”
“Of course. I was just surprised is all.” She hugged me. I expected her to let go and climb back up next to Frank, but she didn’t. She kissed me instead.
I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her back. I didn’t even think if it was something I ought to do or not. I’d been attracted to her for a long time.
I only vaguely heard the soft splash as Frank got into the pool, I really didn’t realize he was there until I felt his hands on my back. When I pulled away from Jamia, I saw him standing behind her, he was kissing her neck, her eyes were still closed and a little moan of pleasure escaped her parted lips. I tried to step away, but Frank pulled me against Jamia, and Jamia grabbed me tightly.
“Stay, please.”
I nodded and brushed a stray lock of hair off of her cheek before kissing her, nibbling on her lips as Frank nibbled on her neck.
“You two are amazing.” She whimpered.
“We’re just getting started, sweetheart.” Frank said against her neck. She moaned again, and I took the opportunity to kiss and nibble on the side of her neck that Frank wasn’t tantalizing.
I heard the plop of wet fabric on cement and realized that Jamia was bare breasted in front of me.
“You won’t be needing that.” Frank said against her ear. He looked up at me and nodded.

I ran my hands over her shoulders and down her chest, just brushing the sides of her breasts. She whimpered and thrust her chest forward. I ran my fingertips gently over her breasts before cupping them in my hands and teasing her nipples with my thumbs.
Frank watched us with hungry eyes, amazed at what was happening right in front of him. A low growl escaped his lips and he turned Jamia around so she was facing him. It pulled my hands from her, but he grabbed them and put them on the sides of her chest.
“Hang on to her.” He said in a low voice. He grabbed her thighs and slipped them around his waist before reaching for the ties that held the bottom of her bikini on. Another wet plop on the cement and she was completely bared to us.
“I need you, now, Jamia.” He growled. She nodded, and we both watched as he freed himself from his swim trunks and slid into her with all the haste of a teenage boy getting laid for the first time. His eyes closed and a look of ecstasy spread across his face. His smile was devilish as he gripped my arms and pulled both of us closer to him. He kept one arm wrapped around her waist as he thrust into her, but the other he wrapped around me, and his hand gently caressed my back.
“Touch her too, Frankie.” Jamia whimpered. He looked at me with lust in his eyes, asking permission. I nodded and he undid the ties that held my bathing suit top and added it to the pile with Jamia’s.
His fingertips were calloused but his touch was gentle as he ran them over my breasts. I shivered. “I want to see.” Jamia purred.

Frank nodded and moved her so that her back was supported against the side of the pool, and I stood next to them. Jamia watched as her husband's hands slid over my breasts. She moaned and thrust hard against him. I leaned down and caught one pretty pink nipple in my mouth, sucking hard. “Oh, God, yes! Anna!”
Her whole body tensed and a blush spread across her cheeks and her chest. She shook slightly. Franks thrust were growing wild and erratic. He thrust a few more times, and the groaned, burying his face into the space between Jamia’s neck and my arm. He leaned against the two of us until he caught his breath. I kissed the top of Jamia’s head. She looked up at me, over the top of Frank’s head. “Oh, don’t think we’re done yet.”
“No?” I asked raising my eyebrows at her.
“Definitely no.” She giggled. She kissed Frank on the cheek and gently pushed away from him. She kissed me again. I felt her fingers slide over my hips and then I felt a slight tugging as the undid the ties to my bathing suit bottom and pulled it away from me. She threw it carelessly up on on the pool deck. She wasted no time sliding her fingers between my thighs. I gasped, and she giggled.
“You’re not the first woman I’ve ever been with, but it’s been a while. Let’s see if I remember what to do.”
Her fingers slid over me. She hit all the right spots, making me whimper. She teased me until I wanted to beg her to stop, and then her fingers were inside me, filling me, coaxing me towards climax. Another set of hands joined in the beautiful torment. Franks stroked my sides, and over my breasts. He was careful to avoid all the spots that were begging for his touch. I groaned in frustration. The pressure was building inside me.
Suddenly Jamia stopped, my eyes flew open. She patted the cement above us. “Sit up her.” Her voice was husky and her eyes sparkled mischieviously.
Words failed me and I just nodded before I hopped up onto the side of the pool. She grabbed my knees and pulled me closer to the edge. It was hard to hold that position but Frank joined me on the pool deck and pulled back so I was leaning on him.
Jamia kissed her way from my knees, up my inner thigh. I shuddered. Such a simple thing, but it hinted at my purpose here and my body was crying out for relief. She teased my thighs with her kisses and her fingertips. I watched in awe as she looked up at me and nodded. I had no idea what it means until Frank started to nibble gently on my neck. She nodded again, and he cupped both my breasts in his hands, teasing my nipples with his thumbs.
Jamia used my distraction to slip her fingers inside me again, and to bury her beautiful mouth in my core. “Jesus, Jamia. That’s fantastic.”
She chuckled and upped the tempo sliding her tongue over me as her fingers worked more quickly. I was so close to coming.
When she slowed, I begged her not to stop. Frank shifted slightly and latched onto my breast, sucking hard. The whole world around me contracted to a pinpoint and exploded into a shower of stars as waves of pleasure crashed over my body. I leaned heavily against Frank. He held me until I caught my breath, then kissed me quickly, stealing a quick open mouthed kiss before I could really react, he was gone from me.
“Come on girls, let’s go shower and go to bed. It’s getting late.” Frank adjust his swim trunks to cover his erection. Jamia and I scooped our suits off of the cement and walked into the house naked.
I showered in the bathroom off of the guest room and pulled on my nightshirt. I was just getting cozy when my cellphone rang. It was Jamia.
“Hey, what’s up?” I asked wondering why the hell she was calling me instead of just coming to my room.
“Frank’s in the bathroom right now, don’t talk just listen, I’ve got you on speaker.”
I didn’t answer. I heard her put the phone down. I could hear the rustling of what I assumed was her getting into bed.
“So, Frankie, what do you think?”
“I think you’re a very naughty girl, Jamia.”
“Yes, but did you like it?”
“I did but...” his voice trailed off.
“But what?” she asked, sounding worried.
“It was a little weird. I’d never done anything like that before. I just wish you’d talked to me first. I wasn’t sure what I could and couldn’t do.”
“I didn’t plan it, Frankie. Well not most of it. I asked if you cared if I fooled around with her and you said you didn’t care. I didn’t plan on you showing up.”
I felt a little guilty listening to their conversation. Jamia knew I could hear but Frank didn’t.
“Well, I wanted to watch. I wasn’t jealous or anything, but I really wanted to watch you with another woman, and it was just so hot, I had to have you.”
I heard kissing noises, and the rustling of sheets.
“Oh no, I get to be on top.” I heard Jamia say.
More rustling, and some soft moans. I almost hung up the phone, but then I heard Jamia again.
“You want to fuck her, don’t you?”
Frank didn’t answer.
“Tell me the truth, Frank.”
“Yes, I do.” He panted. “I wanted to push you out of the way when you were eating her pussy and just, fuck the shit out of her.”
“Tell me. Tell me what you wanted to do.” Her breathing was heavy and her voice was husky.
“God, Jamia. I-” he moaned. “I wanted to push you aside and just bury my cock in her until I was balls deep, and I-” One of them gasped. “I wanted to fuck her, hard and fast and just not stop until she screamed my name and her pussy squeezed my cock. Is that what you want to hear, Jamia? You want to hear what I’d do to your friend if I thought there was even the slightest chance she wouldn’t run away screaming.”
“She wouldn’t run screaming away, Frank.”
“Jamia, don’t stop.” he whimpered.
“You can fuck her if you want, Frank. I’m okay with it.”
They didn’t talk after that not for a while at least. Jamia screamed Frank’s name as she came, and Frank groaned.
It was quiet for a bit, and I thought they’d fallen asleep, but then I heard Frank’s voice. “Hey, Jamia, did you mean it when you said I could fuck her? Or was that just dirty talk.”
“No, it wasn’t just dirty talk. I meant it Frank. If you want her, go for it. Just promise me one thing.”
“What’s that?” He asked.
“Promise you’ll always come back to me.” Her voice was soft, she sounded so vulnerable that I wanted to run to her room and hug her.
“I promise. I could never love anyone like I love you.”
I must have heard all that she wanted to me to hear, because the call disconnected. I went to bed that night wondering what I’d gotten myself into, but excited at the prospect of taking on new lovers.
I awoke the next morning to a text message from Jamia.
Had errands to run. There’s food in the fridge, help yourself. I’ll be back later.
Breakfast sounded good. I got out of bed and headed towards the kitchen, still in my pajamas. I was hesitant at first, but looked in their fridge. I’d always had a hard time opening other people’s refrigerators. I was relieved to spot a bowl of fruit salad that we’d snacked on yesterday when we were still only on our second beer. Finding utensils and a bowl was easy, and it didn’t take long at all before I was seated at the island in their kitchen eating, and staring off into space. I was thinking about all that had happened last night.
I was startled out of my lurid thoughts when Frank padded into the kitchen, barefoot wearing a pair of plaid pajama pants. His hair was sticking out in all directions and he scratched at is as mumbled a sleepy, “Morning. Coffee?”
“Yeah, Jamia made some before she left.”
He nodded vaguely as if he only barely understood what I’d just said. We sat in companionable silence until Frank had drank enough coffee to become coherent.
“You said Jamila left?”
I nodded, “Yeah she texted me this morning that she had errands to run, and that she’d be back later.”
“Oh, okay. That makes sense, she knows I don’t check my phone until after breakfast.”
I couldn’t think of anything else to say. I really didn’t know him all that well. He didn’t seem to either, instead he focused on his coffee cup. I was mid bite into a chunk of watermelon when he blurted out, “Look, about last night, if I did something I shouldn’t have, I’m sorry.”
I put my fork down and swallowed. “You have nothing to be sorry for. You didn’t do anything that I didn’t want you to.”
He blushed a bit. “Okay, as long as we’re cool. I wasn’t prepared for last night, I mean it was a surprise.”
“We’re cool, Frank.”
“Good, because I like you. I mean, Jamia’s talked about you so much, I feel like already I know you, but I’m also know that I don’t really know you. It’s kind of weird.”
“Yeah she talks about you a lot too, especially back when we were working out together.”
From there the conversation flowed naturally. We talked for a long time, eventually Frank started to ask questions about my life.
“So I know you’re married, but do you have a boyfriend too, or a girlfriend.”
“No. I mean I did a few months ago when Jamia found out about my lifestyle, but we broke up.”
“Why?” He asked. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer that.”
“No, it’s okay. We broke up because he wanted to be the only man in my life, and that’s just not something that could happen. For my husband, I could be monogamous, if that was what he needed, but I’m not about to leave my husband for anyone. He just couldn’t handle that, so I had to end it.”
“I’m sorry.” He said. He put his hand on my shoulder gently. “But, he knew what he was getting into. It’s not fair to expect that from you.”
“I’m glad you understand. I don’t blame him completely. These kinds of things can get complicated. You start out thinking it’s one thing and then things change. You don’t mean them to but they do. If you handle it gently and respectfully it’s not a big deal, I’m just sad that he couldn’t do that.”
Frank cupped my cheek in his hands. “He was a fool.” he said softly. He kissed me, softly but only for a moment. Passion flared quickly between us and in a millisecond we were devouring each other. Hungry greedy mouths, demanding, taking from each other. He crushed me against him, demanding more. I felt the hardness of his erection pressing against me demanding attention.
I slid my hands across his bare back and over his stomach. Frank shifted and nipped at my neck, his hand roamed down my back and across my hips to my thigh. He nudged my nightshirt up a little and stroked my bare skin.
Growing bold, I slipped my hand between us and gripped his cock through his pajama pants. He torn his mouth away from my neck.
“Jesus, Anna.” He moaned. His hands wandered up my thighs until he found my bare bottom. His eyes flew open. “No panties.”
I chuckled, “Nope, none at all.”
“Fuck.” He mumbled against my skin.
“That’s what I’m hoping for, Frank.”
He kissed me again and gripped my bare ass hard in both his hands.
“Isn’t that what you want?” I asked my voice husky with desire.
He was breathing hard. “Yes, Anna. That’s exactly what I want.”
I took his hand in mine, “Then come with me.”
I lead him to the guest room and while keeping my phone hidden from his view, called Jamia.
“Sit.” I said, nudging him towards the bed. I set my phone down on the nightstand, checked that the call had connected, and switched the call to speaker. “You said you wanted to fuck me, Frank. Have you changed your mind?”
I kept myself out of his reach.
“I meant it, yeah.”
“And do you have Jamia’s permission?” I knew he did, but I wanted her to hear that she was being thought of, even if she wasn’t here.
“She said I could, we talked about it last night.”
I nodded and pulled my nightshirt up over my head and tossed it on the bed next to Frank. I stood before him completely naked. He stood up from the bed and crushed me to him again. He rained kisses down on my shoulders and chest. I gasped as he captured first one nipple and then the other in his mouth. His impatient hands nudged my thighs apart so he could stroke my wet core.
My knees felt weak, his fingers slipped inside me. “Frank!” I cried as a mini orgasm made me shudder.
He pulled away from me a bit and lead me back towards the bed, he pushed the blankets aside and we climbed in.
I pushed him back and kissed my way down from his neck to the top of his pajama pants. I looked up at him as I untied the waist and freed his cock. I stroked him gently and his eyes drifted shut.
“Open your eyes, Frank.”
His eyes opened, watching me. I ran my tongue over the head of his cock, teasing him before I took most of him into my mouth, sucking hard and swirling my tongue around the head. He moaned, and buried his hands in my hair. He tugged gently on my hair, urging me on as I sucked him.
“I’m going to come.” He gasped. I upped the tempo and took more of him into my mouth. “Anna!” He moaned as he came.
I laid down next to him. He was quiet for a while. “Jamia doesn’t” he hesitated. “I don’t mind, it’s not a big deal, but I really appreciate a good blowjob.”
“You’re welcome” I said and winked at him.
He surprised me by grabbing me by the shoulders and pushing me onto my back. “Turnabout's fair play.” He nudged my knees apart and settled between my legs. He kissed the inside of each of thighs before he buried his face in my sopping wet pussy. He licked and nibbled until I was writhing under him.
“Come for me.”
Every muscle in my body tensed, he slid two fingers inside me as he lapped at my clit. “Frank” I screamed as I came hard and fast.
Floating in the warm afterglow, I heard him say “We’re not done yet, babe.” I shuddered with anticipation as I watched him strip off his pajama pants and position himself on top of me. I felt the head of his cock brush against my entrance. My hips shifted of their own accord, waiting to welcome him inside me.
He leaned down and kissed me, as he slammed his cock into me. I gasped, arching up to meet him. Frank pounded into me over and over. My hands clutched at his hair, and his back. I came again, and again until the orgasms blended together.
“One more time, love, come for me one more time.” He urged.
“I can’t” I gasped feeling weak and boneless.
“You can, you will.” He pushed away from me and grasped my hips, shifting my position so that he was thrusting even deeper inside of me. I came one last time, screaming Frank’s name. Frank growled as he came, pumping erratically until he collapsed against my chest panting.
“Bravo!” I heard a voice call from the nightstand.
Frank jumped. “What the hell?”
I giggled. :”It’s Jamia. I called her and put her on speaker phone. I figured she wouldn’t want to miss this.”
“You figured right,” The disembodied voice of my friend state emphatically. “I figured if I left you two alone long enough, one of you would get the other into bed. Now I can come home, I’ve been sitting in the park down the street for hours.”
“What am I going to do with two naughty girls?” Frank asked, shaking his head.

“Oh I’m sure you’ll think of something.” I said and kissed his cheek.
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