The Summer Never Ends… It Just Gets Sexier While the rest of the world is packing away their swimwear, here in Lanzarote, we’re just getting started. This is that magical four-month window where the winds die down and the real heat kicks in.
A word of advice for my friends headed this way: when that breeze stops, the sun doesn’t play. If you don’t lubricate your body from head to toe, you’re going to end up with a “burnt hot dog” or a “crispy burger.” And trust me, nothing kills the mood for a bit of fooling around like a painful sunburn!
So if you are planning on going to clothing optional holiday, pack your high factors, kids. You’ve been warned. xxx
The SpicyMatch Takeover (swinger social dating app)
This summer zoomed by, mostly because our guests really knew how to have fun. In September, we hosted a massive joint party with the amazing team of spicymatch. We had foam parties, Jacuzzi parties, Games, workshops, shows and themed evenings with plenty of sexual action day and night. We had a wild mix of nationalities—all hot, horny, and perfectly equipped for a hardcore party. We even took the toys and the party into the “Vanilla world” for a night out. Let’s just say we gave the island a bit of an education that night! Hehe.
But all in all for our first venture together we had a pretty good time. We had even made it into the uk news paper for being the sultan of swing. They say all bad press is good. The thing is the paper will always try to find the negative but disregards the harmonious, respectful and communicative side to what our community is about.
[Photo: Our little adventures in the local Vanilla clubs]
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London Calling: The Manor House Diaries
After the resort takeover by EuroLuna, I headed to the UK for my first Lifestyle Party in a stunning country manor in North London. We had two themed nights: a Black & White dress code followed by a Masks & Lingerie night.
The atmosphere was electric. People were spread out everywhere, and the “sexual energy” was off the charts. At one point, I honestly thought the attic was going to collapse from all the… rhythmic movement going on up there. That would have definitely cost me my security deposit!
The “Black Hole” Incident
I have to share one of the most ridiculous moments of the night. It was around 4:00 AM, and my good friend—the international star and pole/aerial extraordinaire Keri Gold—decided we needed some “memorable” photos.
Surprisingly, most of the party had migrated upstairs, leaving us by the downstairs dance floor. Keri, being the professional she is, started dictating the poses. I was flung to the floor and mounted by Keri while the cameraman snapped away. In the heat of the moment, I flung my head back and closed my eyes, totally in the zone.
Suddenly, I opened my eyes to see a “black hole” approaching my face at high speed. In a matter of seconds, a drunken, staggering guest had decided to seize the moment and plant her—let’s call it “well-decorated”—anatomy right on my face. I’m talking a “FuFu” with over 30 piercings landing square on my “hetero virgin” face!
Pinned down with no arms free to move, I did what any professional would do: I bravely took it. I truly have to laugh at the situations I find myself in—and yes, I have the picture to prove it!