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My story is slightly different, but erotic all the same...
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I book a private room a NYC restaurant, which has one table that seats eight.  There are just the two of us at one end.  I sat at the head and she sat next to me.  

At this table, the table cloth went clear down to the floor on the sides and was hanging about 20" off the ends of the table.  After our first course, the coast is clear and she goes under the table unzips my pants and starts to give me a BJ.  I would have said it was NQNS, but she did have to quit once when the waiter came in and asked if everything was OK.  I mentioned she was in the powder room, but that we were enjoying the meal and he starts to make small talk.  2 minutes go by, which seem like an eternity and then he leaves, she finishes and swallows.  With the coast still clear she comes up and washes it down with some wine.  

The meal was great, but that just blew my mind.  I went from ecstasy to anxiety and back again wondering what would happen if we got caught and just f'kin amazed that the whole thing was actually happening.  

Later the sex was OK, but how do you not rate THAT once in a lifetime?

I thought we could talk on some of our most romantic or erotic food memories.

The most romantic meal I ever eaten was also the worse. That is saying something considering I have ate out of dumpsters and have eaten stuff that many would not consider food.

My girl friend at the time (now wife), for a date was going to cook for me from scratch because of my living situation I haven't had a home cooked meal in years. Only one problem, my wife never cooked a thing that wasn't instant in her life.

She tried to cook spaghetti. She over cooked the noodles so they were past like, put raw hamburger in the sauce that was way over spiced. It was gross.

But she spent hours cooking it. She tried so hard to please me. It was endearing. It was the day I realized I loved her. She was so disappointed in her cooking she looked like she was gong to cry so I dished myself out a huge even by my standards serving and scarfed it down. She realized that I must love her to eat that stuff she cooked and smiled.

The meal lead to some of the best sex in my life. It was the first time we bedded each other. Sometimes the food is not what sets the stage and the romance but the effort put in its preparation. I taught my wife how to cook over the years and she is now quite skilled, but I still remember that meal fondly to this day. It is one of my most cherished memories. There is a reason I put in in that poem.

The most erotic food memory happened on the first morning of my wife and mine honeymoon. My wife woke up early and brought up breakfast. It was grapes, cherries, raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, bananas and a couple of cans of whipped cream. Well We were both a bit more horny than hungry, but still plenty hungry. I bet you all know what happened next. Yes, I was introduced to my favorite kink sploshing. We made such a mess, but it was fun. I have since done it with a few providers.

Food and sex are great together. There is something about that combo that can fix almost any day. Please share some of your stories.

I usually try to add a story when you have a good thread starter, but sadly I really have nothing on this topic! I truly can not recall a romantic or erotic food experience! Hopefully some others will chime in. Especially some of the ladies.

I book a private room a NYC restaurant, which has one table that seats eight.  There are just the two of us at one end.  I sat at the head and she sat next to me.  

At this table, the table cloth went clear down to the floor on the sides and was hanging about 20" off the ends of the table.  After our first course, the coast is clear and she goes under the table unzips my pants and starts to give me a BJ.  I would have said it was NQNS, but she did have to quit once when the waiter came in and asked if everything was OK.  I mentioned she was in the powder room, but that we were enjoying the meal and he starts to make small talk.  2 minutes go by, which seem like an eternity and then he leaves, she finishes and swallows.  With the coast still clear she comes up and washes it down with some wine.  

The meal was great, but that just blew my mind.  I went from ecstasy to anxiety and back again wondering what would happen if we got caught and just f'kin amazed that the whole thing was actually happening.  

Later the sex was OK, but how do you not rate THAT once in a lifetime?

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