Wanderlust: My Sexual Travelogues
Do they have Astroglide in Bogota?
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That detail aside…
Travel and sex are an inevitable combination. Yet, in Boston or Belarus, the game is always fraught, hit and miss, filled with ecstatic peaks and chastening valleys.
My sexual travelogues have accumulated over time, some hard won, some springing organically into sloppy, carnal being. The memories comfort and arouse. May they tingle your loins as well.
North America
- Beaver Hunt, or How I Put the “O” in “O Canada” Fricking in the Great White North
- A “Faust”-ian Bargain A tragicomic half-screw at the opera…
Asia
- Memoirs of a Temporary Geisha Torrid Sekkusu in Tokyo
Europe
- Oysters and Pickled Herring Freaking in Finnish Waters
- J Peterman, the Naughty Version, or a Dress Sized XXX
- Night of the Seagull The wonders of female sex tourism in Bulgaria. You read that correctly…
- London Broil Anglo smut raises my temperature in the Big Smoke
- Is There Sex in Paris? I fondly recall action on the Parisian front lines
- Burned by the Tuscan Sun (But nailed by an unlikely Italian)
- A Libertine’s Confession Swinging in Paris, guiltlessly
Antarctica
- F******g in GoreTex while the huskies watch [upcoming]
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