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The word “polyamory” means many loves. It is considered an alternative lifestyle to the practice of “serial monogamy”. In this section, Silken provides information, answers questions, and tells tales of her own experiences in the “poly lifestyle.”
Silken on Sex #81 This is another explicit erotic audio story in the FemDom genre. Which means it isn’t for everyone, so do be warned. It involves a woman dominating a male submissive whose kinks are body-worship, cuckoldry, and strap-ons. In this case, he’s been a very bad boy, cheating on his wife and chasing tail all over the country, and he’s come to the Dominatrix to get the punishment he craves. Visit SilkenOnSex.com for more erotic tales intimately told.
Q: Lately I’ve been struggling with monogomy. My partner is a good man and a considerate lover, but sometimes I want to be with a woman, to enjoy a relationship with a woman. Is it wrong to want a mistress? A: Not at all. One of the fallacies we are socialized to accept as truth is that one person can be all things to another. We find people attractive before we enter a committed relationship, and we will find people attractive afterward. It is unlikely that a single partner can meet all of one’s sexual desires all the time. But more than that, it is about energy. Dyad (monogamous) relationships are often closed systems. The couple gets wrapped up in each other during the NRE (new relationship energy) phase, usually to the exclusion of other people. Which can temporarily heighten that NRE high, but inevitably leads to an energy crash…
Image via Wikipedia I received an email from someone the other day asking: Hey Silken, this whole polyamory thing makes me nervous because I’m paranoid about getting an STD. Doesn’t being poly increase your risk of STDs? I’d think poly people practice safe sex, but doesn’t that get in the way of intimacy? 1) There is no such thing as “safe sex”. Not even masturbation is safe sex, since you can give yourself something if you don’t keep your toys clean. So, when we take precautions, it is safer-sex, but its still not 100% safe. 2) Practicing safer-sex is very, very important. But in poly-sexual situations it is critical. This is the 300# gorilla in the room that no one wants to talk about because it may seem paranoid, untrusting, crude, or melodramatic. As a proponent of polyamory, I am also an advocate of safer-sex practices, because the last thing…
Image via Wikipedia Earlier today the friend of a friend sent me an email: “I am currently working on reading the second edition of The Ethical Slut… was wondering if you had any ideas of other books I could read on poly that are any good?” Here is my response: Regarding polyamory and reading material — I’ve not read *any* books on it and very little in the way of online material. I come to polyamory by nurturing — my parents are poly and I lived communally until I was 10 or so. So I can’t really recommend any reading material from personal experience of it. I actually own The Ethical Slut but I’ve not read it. Why? I found myself resisting reading it and after thinking about it, decided that I didn’t want to influence my own innate understanding of it with someone else’s attempt to explain it or…
She threw herself at me. Well, not really — but it sounds good, doesn’t it? Actually she was standing too close to a tiki torch and when the wind blew the flame toward her, she leaped away from it — and into me. It was rather nice having my arms full of a buxom blond who smelled like Lolita Lempicka. I helped her steady herself and smiled as she blushed and apologized profusely. The man I was talking to when she stumbled into me made introductions. As we shook hands, I noticed her wedding ring. “Emily?” I said. “A lovely name for someone so warm and soft and sweet smelling.” The way she looked at me, I knew I’d read her right. Married she might be, but Emily liked girls. And dominants. Our mutual friend Bruce laughed. He and Emily had a lot in common, apparently. Both were married, bisexual,…
Possessiveness, territoriality, the hoarding mentality — those things have always been so difficult for me to handle in loving relationships. When I was a child, I learned that the harder I tried to hold onto something I feared losing, the more of a certainty that fear became. So I simultaneously arrived at two things: In recognizing that loss was inevitable, I stopped fearing it. And, perhaps fatalistically, I prepared for it. In my past three long term relationships, which ran from 1988 through 2004, I had the same conversations with each of them: That nothing lasts forever, that no one person can be all things to another, that attraction to others is inevitable, that if one of us meets someone else we will be happier with, we should give our blessings to them. The happiness and well-being of the ones I love is essential to my own. And so I…
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