Breathless: That Point I Went Along To a Sex Celebration

Breathless: That Point I Went Along To a Sex Celebration

Last week-end, into the penthouse of an upscale, downtown hotel, we went to my sex that is first celebration. We went with a friend of mine—I’ll call her Anne—who’s been bugging us to show up for this specific occasion for months, in the grounds that I can’t phone myself a genuine sex journalist until I’ve gone to an orgy. Fair sufficient, I thought.

“It’s the very best sex party in ny, most abundant in fun, appealing crowd, ” Anne guaranteed me personally, incorporating that the attendees are a mixture of swingers, “burners” (Burning Man–types), and fetish individuals. Continue reading “Breathless: That Point I Went Along To a Sex Celebration”