So apparently I’m a hippie now. I have a weird haircut, I wear random clothes, I travel for a lifestyle but most notably, I no longer tame my body hair. I didn't used to look like this, I waxed my underarms, shaved my legs, and scheduled my monthly Brazilian appointments. I loathed the cost, effort… Continue reading Hairy Pits Take Europe
Before setting out on this journey I was in a state of doing, a state of achieving: complete two years of career work so you look stable on your resume, save up enough money to go away, and try to find a man to nourish your sexual and emotional desires while working. I’d discuss my… Continue reading Wings
Lovers — I can’t seem to get the idea out of my mind. I want to be a lover, I want to have a lover. But lovers aren’t necessarily singular. Take Zimbabwia, we’ve been to six countries now and she’s had a lover in five (go girl). So if I’m going to learn to be… Continue reading The Challenges of African Dancing: Part 2 — The Challenges of Lovers
When I travelled to India it was the imbalance between men and women challenged me. When I lived in Sweden it was the conservative nature of the people that challenged me. This is what I love about travelling. I love my perception of ‘normal’ to be challenged, to have my boundaries pushed and continue to… Continue reading The Challenges of African Dancing
So I’m a Gemini. For those who know anything about astrology it’s commonly known as ‘the twin’ — the dualistic persona. When it comes to sex, my louder persona — The Prowler, loves the freedom and empowerment of a one night stand. For years I’ve loved going to events, prowling a crowd, picking my mark… Continue reading The Lover and The Prowler
We humans spend a lot of our time watching animals. We watch them in cages and tanks. We watch them on tv whilst listening to David Attenborough. We watch them in zoos and aquariums. We watch them on safari in foreign and exotic countries. Our species seems to get so much enjoyment from watching animals.… Continue reading A Rhinoceros Blowjob
Quiz time! Which country is so wild that it has free-roaming wildlife; is the size of Alaska, yet has a population of only 2.5 million; and is home to the world's largest sand dune? Don’t know? It’s Namibia, of course! If you and your pals want to be independent, badass explorers; if you can surrender… Continue reading Mother Nature and her Women
The burn is over. My masculine energy wishing to fuck everything, has subsided. Now a softer, more feminine energy, desiring tenderness and affection has slipped in to take its place. I wonder if there’s anyone left in this desert who can fulfil such a need before my bus departs tomorrow!? It’s time for our desert… Continue reading A Feminist Man’s Adventure Into the Red Temple
Group sex - I am fascinated by it. Two, three, hell maybe eight naked bodies caressing, sucking and entering my body. Bodily fluids flowing and a choir of moans and groans. Unfortunately I haven’t (yet) experienced this wondrous type of sexual venture. Afrikaburn got me so damn close, I could practically feel the cum showers.… Continue reading Group Sex at AfricaBurn
Have you ever seen a person at a festival or a party that has gone completely over the edge? Someone spiraling so far off the road to reality, they’re like a human car crash; you’re afraid to look at them but you cannot look away. I witnessed this at Strawberry Fields Festival. Paramedics were chasing… Continue reading It’s Burn Time Baby, Prepare for the Madness
