Tonight

HOLAAfrica, African LGBTI, Queer Women, Love, Erotica
By Kare Kibaara I will see her tonight. She will be in a long skirt. As she comes my way, my knees will start knocking against each other and my palms will sweat rives. My forehead will be hotter than a flame but colder than ice to the touch. But not for long because one […]
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HOLAA Loves: Eating that ass like groceries- Chatting about dining below the belt with Black Women Be Like and Guest (Podcast)

HOLAAfrica, HOLAA
What to do when you partner does not give head back? Should you keep some wet wipes by the bed? What are some good tips and tricks for giving head? Why does someone keep mentioning the finger in the butt? Check this podcast out to find out the answer to these and other random questions […]
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I am tired of bad sex

HOLAAfrica, HOLAA
By Ruby Woo I am tired of bad sex. Now don’t get me wrong: throughout my twenties, I have had some of the most adventurous and thrilling sexual experiences . But this period also came with some very awkward, uncomfortable and downright dis-pleasurable sexual encounters. And unfortunately, for many women dating cisgender straight men, this […]
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‘I thought she wanted me to be a man’: getting into the world of strap ons (Repost)

Sex toys, strapons, HOLAAfrica
By Nnenna Marcia/ @NnennaMarcia. I’d never tried a strap-on before I met her, not being one for the introduction of a phallus into lesbian love affairs. I considered myself a ‘pure lesbian’ or at least pure in terms of not having any instruments that resembled the male organ involved in my pleasure. Such symbols felt like cheating […]
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So, I Let a Guy Fuck Me

African Sexualities, African Queer Women, LGBTI
By Dyke Road/@dykeroadbaby So I let a guy fuck me. It wasn’t cloth-ripping or somewhat perverted. It wasn’t hot in a twisted way sex like Frankie and Jay’s on Lip service. There was nothing hot about it. All that it was, was low. I wan’t even hot before I broke down and cried. I didn’t cry in front of him. […]
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On being a gender outsider

By Sté The more I grow up, the less I feel… womanly. It can be a bit of a surprise to most of the people who’ve seen the skirt – wearing, nail – polish-ed, glitter-and-all-types-of-sweetness person that I am. Wherever I go, in all the spaces I’ve been in, queer or not, I have always […]
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