Vanilla sex is just as satisfying as kinky sex.

The joy of (vanilla) sex.

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So, between you and me, facilitating pleasure is something I take very seriously.  It’s a completely clinical word for sure, but its etymology regardless of it’s overtone, is the right one; to make easy, render less difficult.  

Is this evident in the initial contact stage with me?   Not at all, if you were to ask the ’look at sexy photos and call the number without reading a thing’ segment of the client population, which is entirely deliberate.  But once the necessary sifting and sorting of the serious from the fantasists is over, the real fun starts.  Planning our time together.

You see, pleasure in all its forms involves self-awareness, adaptability, curiosity and vulnerability. It isn’t the easiest thing to do, putting into words your needs to me, a virtual, very sexy stranger.  It is a huge compliment, and one I adore returning.  

Human connection

One thing that strikes me about the suitors I meet is the consideration, intentionality and planning these gentlemen have put into their decision.  We both have our personal experiences, innate likes, and as I told a suitor recently, personal ‘vibes’ (I’m yet to find a better word than vibes!) that we bring with us.

  And so, leading up to our date, unearthing needs and desires is so important.  Knowing these becomes key to facilitating a fulfilling experience that satisfies the two of us. An encounter filled with adventure, passion and acceptance is absolutely everything.  

Though I have to say, in response to my gently probing questions, I’ve often received variations of ”oh nothing exciting, I just like vanilla” conveyed in a somewhat slightly shamefaced tone.

It’s as if confessing to wanting a vanilla intimate encounter is far too ordinary, especially when faced with the chance to indulge in an imagined superior cornucopia of sexual delights.  As though wanting a sexual experience without ‘kink’ is disappointing, or something to feel embarrassed about. 

 I would like to change your mind on this.

Vanilla sex with me is an ever changing, melt in your mouth, or hand, kind of experience. You’ll discover that it’s extremely satisfying on its own and with added accoutrements! 

The more kinky encounters...

I indulge in always contain the fundamentals of authentic vanilla sex – passion, humour, warmth, a desire to want to physically please and have this reciprocated. These are what make my dates…mouth-watering. They’re vital ingredients that all memorable kink or vanilla dates contain.

As a woman with a very sweet tooth, it’s funny that in the culinary world, vanilla is also thought of as being something unadventurous and plain.  Definitely not the first choice in a sweet, dessert or ice cream of someone with a sophisticated, worldly palate!  

Sweets which incorporate exotic flavours and ingredients, often contain vanilla (my gosh if the seo purpose of this blog was vanilla!) but even then it’s rarely given the importance it deserves. It languishes sadly in the background while the ‘exciting’ flavours take centre stage.  Perhaps it’s silently waiting for a real connoisseur to notice it’s there and give it the attention it deserves, that’s what I like to think. 

I reckon that people who think vanilla is boring, both in flavour and sexual tastes, haven’t experienced how good vanilla can be. It’s an absolutely gorgeous flavour and far more complex than its given credit for.   

Take it from me,

 a spice that’s quite difficult to grow successfully can’t be considered ordinary.  It takes a complicated and difficult process that requires specific locations, pollinators, climate or else it won’t flourish, thereby denying you the pleasure of laying your eager little hands on it. Sound familiar? 

Authentic vanilla is luxurious, exotic and seduces the tongue like nothing else. Many off the shelf sweet treats don’t actually contain the genuine seed, but an artificial, watered down, generic version of the real thing. I mean, have you sampled a cake or pastry without it? It’s absence is noticeable and what’s left is ultimately unsatisfying and wholly forgettable. 

Vanilla takes a certain kind of dedication and planning that not everyone can commit to. Though I would say that a unique something dedicated to spreading sheer oral pleasure is worth the trouble and expense.   After all, an authentic intimate encounter, whether vanilla or not, isn’t easy to cultivate either. 

Of course,

I’m more than happy (and able) to slip easily into a variety of sensual scenarios, but do wonder why vanilla sex has come to mean boring sex?  A mundane, middle of the road and to be frank, lesser relative of kink.

 Most, if not all, sexual activities that fall under the umbrella of ‘vanilla’ when done with passion, energy and relish, easily rival the perceived naughtiness of ‘kink’. A vanilla experience is just as intense and ‘naughty’ as those perceived to stray from sexual normalcy.  Vanilla sex easily stands its ground when compared to kink. 

I’m sure you agree, and if you don’t, changing your mind will be a hell of a lot of fun! 

Summer break!

So far this has been a wonderfully exciting summer, filled with vanilla, and not so vanilla, luxurious dates.  Thank you to the gents who’ve treated me to many exciting first experiences (that I may blog about in my break!) that really did provide a much appreciated contrast to my ‘normal’ work.

Ever the planner, I have scheduled a retreat into my own little pod for the month of August to finally finish my redecorating projects at a leisurely pace. If you would like to help with my plans giftcards from John Lewis would make a much appreciated gift! 

 But before that, I would love to make the most of the summer heat together before my brief break.  Escaping the sun in a cool gallery, ice cream and champagne (for you!) in bed, or maybe you’re a man who likes to take the reigns… 

Allow me to remind you of the simple satisfaction to be found in sharing time and space with someone you just ‘vibe’ with.  

Not into web forms?

More of a freehand man? Lay out your date plans and personal details send them over to my inbox: kiojones@protonmail.ch

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The authentic self

The 'authentic' self.

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There is an energy, a revitalisation and awakening,

that falls on you through action. Instead of living at a remove, be more mindful of what your actions, emotions and needs are and tend to them.  We are blind to the ways in which we rob ourselves of precious moments that could be spent nurturing and fulfilling our desires.  

Life today is fast, complex, rigid and we are tied to our responsibilities.  Our time and our capacity for happiness is minute, leaving us feeling exhausted, distracted and somehow this is seen as an acceptable state of being. Well it certainly isn’t! We are still existing through strange times, where other people are considered a threat to our health, contradictory and irrational advice permeates our lives and the spectres of exhaustion, distraction and worry are hidden behind resigned acceptance. 

Though this stressful state of being doesn’t mean we have to deny ourselves indulgence and pleasure whenever the opportunity arises. For me, companionship and the people I meet, the activity I do are very different from my academic interests and goals and are a welcome distraction.  This irritating (to me) youthful ‘exuberance’ which comes out in everything I do in this world, I think occurs to counteract the heaviness of my ‘real’ pursuits. 

Thinking back to  wonderful times I had during summer, it struck me that everyone needs an escape.   A path that leads to creating moments in time to switch off, undertake something new with someone new, step outside of expectations and the humdrum for a while.

But which is the authentic self? The one that we show day to day or the one that is hidden even to ourselves.   As a lover of quotes there is this wonderful Japanese proverb which explains this conundrum we live so well: “The first face, you show to the world. The second face, you show to your close friends, and your family. The third face, you never show anyone”.

 

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Music for a lust filled summer!

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The virtuous hedonist

A summer of love or lust,

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whichever sets your little heart on fire,

needs an accompanying soundtrack.  Margaret Atwood wrote a short story, the title of which I helpfully cannot remember,  describing the preserving power between clothing and events.  Gazing at, touching, the scent of, an old article of clothing (that you can’t bear to throw out) holds memories of people and emotions, transporting you to a special moment in time. The same holds with music.  Music elicits wonderful memories for me.  Lust, love, happiness, joy, life.

Summer feeds on sensual slices of soul.  Music that can’t help but inspire.  Needing to hold someone close under the hot summer sun, slip between crisp cool sheets, my legs intertwined with another, rest my head on a firm shoulder while  watching the world go by from a rooftop bar or café. 

These songs make me think of summer.  This is my summer soundtrack.

My sultry summer slices of soul.

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Everybody Loves The Sunshine - Roy Ayers

This masterpiece needs to be loudly playing while I’m sitting in the passenger seat of a convertible!  My sandaled feet on the dashboard, wind blowing through my hair, a blanket and picnic hamper in the backseat waiting to be unpacked on a secluded sandy dune…Yes.

Stay this way - Brand New Heavies

Just the best song ever written.  Full of the positivity and hope needed to shake away past regrets and disappointments.  Will be played at my funeral.  Best enjoyed on cool crisp sheets, a book in hand, the dying rays of the sun hitting my body, whiling away those long summer evenings.

JTQ with Noel McKoy - Love the Life

The video has NOT aged well, BUT thankfully the song has, like a Cabernet Franc.  Supremely flirty, technically delicious (the strings! Noel McKoy’s voice is smoked honey!) and undeniably sensual –  “after this it will be my place, a glass of wine and we can snuggle up tight”- it is the soundtrack to an evening spent catching a sunset over the London skyline with a new lover, an exotic cocktail in hand.

As an aside, wild horses could not remove me from James Taylor’s face.

Corinne Bailey Rae - Put Your Records On

Pure perfection, happiness in a song. No more needs to be said. 

Astrud Gilberto With Stan Getz - Girl From Ipanema (1964)

Above all else, summer is lusciously camp.  Men in tiny short shorts on the beach, pastel blue and baby pink shirts adorn the men of the city, miniscule summer dresses, spangled bikinis, (any type of bikini really) become de rigour, daytime cocktail meets are miraculously socially acceptable and a general sense of letting loose and expelling and inhaling pheromones becomes the norm. 

 We are all the girl from Ipanema for a short while.

I am always on the lookout for a laidback soul to heat up summer with. If this is you, do get in touch!

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Sure, sex is great.

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A romantic extended date though? A whole different ball game. Pun intended.

The art of romance is one that should always be cherished!  Romance can be hot, quick and filthy; as simple as a wink, a flipped-up hem, an eyebrow arched in invitation.  It’s the glitter of streetlights glimpsed from the window of a black cab, the buzz of your name appearing on my phone screen, the pressure of your thumb on my lip.   I honestly believe that the most unforgettable dates begin outside of the bedroom.  We exchange flirty whispers and touches over a meal, our appetites building before we bring those whispers to life. 

They are an unrivalled way to truly get to know someone.  In this arena, when you find the perfect pairing and both parties treat the experience like a traditional date but without any of the associated complications, it is a wonderful experience.  Of course, simply physical meets have their place and can scratch an itch, but to truly get under another person’s skin, time is of the essence and allows for the creation of life long memories!

I remember my first whole day date, around 6 months into being Kio and so I was tremendously excited!  The highlight was lunch at a classic British restaurant.  It specialises in seafood and school dinner type afters, with a bright pinky red exterior, (I can’t be bothered to google it, so much for memorable!) and was located around Shaftesbury Avenue.  The gentleman I spent the day with was a frisky, booming type and during lunch was extremely interested in the diners behind us, similarly booming.  I assume they were important. He also introduced me to the staff as his niece celebrating her exam success!  I do love a public humiliation roleplay.  What stands out the most about this day of revelations, was on leaving. We’d just collected our coats and I complimented the staff to him, they were beautiful women with exceptional hospitality.  My date explained their friendliness to me as due to them, “just wanting to see my c***!”

Unsure at this point, if he was telling a joke I didn’t understand, I soon understood it wasn’t.  He triumphantly yet wistfully continued to gaze at them, revealing this was indeed, his truth!  I have to admit this statement was genuinely earth shattering to me. A reality I never thought existed.  Up until this point in my life it never occurred to me that any aged gentlemen would believe women looked at them whilst imagining their penis?  I was quite taken aback and had to excuse myself to the downstairs bathroom where I sat for a while, trying to both absorb this information, and pinpoint its origin.  Needless to say I was privy to a few more fascinating and unforgettable gems that day.  This probably accounts for my not being able to recall the name of the restaurant!

The characters that I meet in this world are so diverse and I cannot imagine an endeavour where you interact with such different people and personalities.  From the perfect gentlemen, the kind and thoughtful souls, to the bizarrely eccentric, the unfiltered and the slightly touched.  Each have added something to my understanding of the human condition!  Even bad dates can be good, I do love to laugh and enjoy meeting unusual people as well as the conventional!

To me, romance isn’t all champagne and red roses, nor is it off the cuff remarks regarding women’s unrelenting lust for random penises. If you can tread the gulf between the two, would simply like to share a similarly ‘aha!’ type moment, or indeed know where I went and would like me to relive this experience (sans revelations), do get in touch

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Book lovers are the perfect lovers

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What kind of person are you?

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Are you that person who pretends to love books?

Or are you someone who actually loves books.  

“How can I tell Kio!” I hear you cry, desperate to know which camp you fall into.

Well.  What do your books look like?

Do you have and actually use (shudders) bookmarks?

Do you take books that you’ve read to charity shops and they accept them?

Do you sell your books online and they are in excellent condition?

Do you only read books sitting upright, turning the pages carefully so as not to crease?

When you take a break do you close your book and place it on a clean dry surface?

Do the books you own look as good as new and are in the same condition as when you bought them? (What on earth is wrong with you?)

If you answered yes to one of the questions above then you do not love books.  You pretend to.

People like you are the reason why first editions exist. They shouldn’t exist. They should have been read into oblivion by somebody who loved it.

Books and the treasures within are supposed to live in your mind.

You are supposed to read them lying down, in the bath (even doing both at the same time)

You have to spill hot beverages and drop crumbs in/on them

Turn the pages with wet fingers, dog ear the corners when you stop reading a page

Break the spine.

Drop in the bath.

They’re to be fallen asleep on and squished under your body.

If you regularly do one or more of the above activities then you love books!

(I solemnly promise that the next blog will be sexual in some way, although I do consider being a lover of books an extremely sexy trait). 


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