Emotions are funny little bunnies. They hop around and bite and nip and fall down the rabbit hole like nothing logical we know. They are cute, and sometimes they are fucking with you way too much and need to be in cages and monitored before shit gets too ridiculous to comprehend!
Nature and emotion have a strange way of surprising us. So recently, I was in this pseudo multi-sexual situation. And I learned something intriguing. There I was, invited to be sitting in the middle of two women who did not know each other, but who I had both been sexually intimate with on numerous occasions.
They had never even touched before, and there was space between them before I showed up. I made a bridge between them. Next to the woman on the right was someone who I had many threesomes with, quite a fine and upstanding gentleman in the polyamory community. He and I shared a kiss, and I leaned back again.
Then I connected closer to the lady on the left, who I had a threesome with featuring the guy on the right who I just kissed. I was wonderful to see her again, and I cherish the connection we share—it’s so sharp and fierce to the touch! I leaned into her happily, and we generated energy together. All the while, I was also holding hands with the lover I ended up spending Saturday night with having wild passionate sex.
But all this is to say: the lover I was leaning into on my left, was joined by someone who I did NOT vibe well with on a level of intimacy between him and her, even though we are all poly, and many of us have shared many types of intimacy and emotion in moments previous.
I have done quite a few other social things with this guy, and have had many conversations with him that show we can be pretty good friends. It’s just when it comes to poly with this one woman, it doesn’t work for me physically.
I stayed balanced between the two women, more with my body than with my mouth or dick or anything… and I just didn’t feel the vibes of joy on the entire side past the woman who I was more sexually excited to see in the moment, as the other one was enjoying her time with my guy friend.
It was some complex sexual messy blessing from my personal idea of heaven. And as the old great rappers said: ain’t no heaven without hell, ain’t no happiness without the sadness…
Yes,
Addi Stewart
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