Sex club

I almost never cum before I mean to. Almost.

A short dress, a dark bar, a sex party, and three marathon sessions between her thighs.

Rules are less important than communication — before, during, and after. And caution on a first visit will be repaid with a much better second one.

White clothes, a river breeze, and twelve couples stripping down at a landmark.

A reader has questions about Le Trapeze, sex addiction, and going to a swing club while pregnant. I have answers.

Of course the sex party was in a synagogue. For this secular Jew, it felt like coming home.

A hot night at Le Trapeze. On this evening, I departed from my usual habit of limiting my sexual activity to my date….

A love letter to pubic hair, and a plea for neatness.

A sex party in a Bushwick loft, with velvet pouches, topless acrobats, and a crowd that works in public radio.

A weekly sex party in a borrowed Manhattan apartment, where everyone gets naked at 9:30 and you can still be home by midnight.