Once a week, Daily Intel takes a peek behind doors left slightly ajar. This week, the Queer San Francisco Woman Having Group Sex in New York: Female, writer, 30, San Francisco, queer, in an open relationship.
DAY ONE
10:15 p.m. I arrive home from a literary event to find twenty partially clothed friends in my apartment. It's a mini bon-voyage orgy thrown by my partner, S. In two days, we fly to New York. This journey back to his hometown is an annual ritual since we moved to San Francisco. A mix of business and pleasure, I'll be reading from my novel at a bookstore and wedging in as many dates with New York lovers as possible.
10:20 p.m. I drop my bag and my clothes. S. is delighted I ditched my event early and pulls me into a grouping with two other recent New York transplants. The three of them take turns eating me out, comparing my taste with their favorite Girl Scout cookies. I think they settle on Samoas. One of the girls straddles my face while my partner has sex with me. She tastes delicious. Her girlfriend lays on my partner's back, a sensation he enjoys.
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