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My FWB has a food fetish. She just sent me a picture of fruit, whipped cream, honey and such. Mentioning something about plans for tonight.

 

I don't like sticky stuff and anything that makes a mess. On my body or in the house. My OCD is going to be in overdrive.

 

But, I'm going to do it. For her. I'm going to do my best to make it the most enjoyable experience for her.

 

I don't get the tie between food and sex, and she knows I'm nuts about cleanliness. The things we do for those we care about.

 

Just a rant. I'm sure all of us tolerate things we could do without.

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AMJ Established Member

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I don't get it either. Sex is already messy enough. Eating is the last thing I want to do while having sex.

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Dude... that would be a good thing to me. Sex is messy anyway is right. Whip cream crush ice.... those things are awesome. Can you turn off the ocd and live in a moment? Can you close your eyes and enjoy hedonistic pleasure? If you can even a tiny bit then do it. Things like that aren't everyday joys. A time and place for everything ya know? Just try to enjoy it?

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Dude... that would be a good thing to me. Sex is messy anyway is right. Whip cream crush ice.... those things are awesome. Can you turn off the ocd and live in a moment? Can you close your eyes and enjoy hedonistic pleasure? If you can even a tiny bit then do it. Things like that aren't everyday joys. A time and place for everything ya know? Just try to enjoy it?

 

I know.

 

What she likes is kinda like the food scene from 9 1/2 Weeks. Teasing. Playing. Feeding. That scene - well, that whole movie - was sexy. To watch.

 

I just have ... issues.

 

I'm going to make the best of it though. Going to do my best to relax, have fun and not worry about cleaning everything as soon possible.

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My OCD is going to be in overdrive.

 

been there... done that, my friend. my advice - start with the most LEAST messy food you can think of & THEN start adding cream... honey... Nutella... whatever you two decide to use.

 

you might just be VERY pleasantly surprised! :p

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It's a good scene. So is the dollar bill one. The tension is palpable. It's the excitement that's enticing. If you don't like the food you're gonna need a substitute for it. Outdoors? Role playing? What ever.

 

But to be honest if she likes that my next question is 'is she already married'? Lol

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No, she's not married.

 

Says she's not the marrying type. One of those that likes her independence. Something we share. One of many things we share.

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sounds like you're in love, Mid! :love:

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In relationships, tolerance is usually a two-way street, though we predominantly experience it through our own senses, psyche and perspective. Is her fetish for food tolerated to the same healthy degree that your preoccupation with order is? Pick and choose any other differences as examples.

 

Does using a banana, as example, instead of a dildo materially harm your relationship if it turns her on sexually?

 

I recall, back when I was married, my exW had a deal on footwear. She hated heels as they hurt her feet and, TBH, I agreed with her, her comfort was more important in the everyday sense. So we made a deal. She'd only wear them as part of sex play/foreplay/dress up, unless she wanted to otherwise, and she'd tolerate my perspective that she looked really hot and sexy in them even if it didn't match up with her own perspective on things. She didn't get why making her taller than her 5'1" height and accentuating her legs and butt was a big deal but tolerated that I got turned on by it. I didn't get why she didn't strut her stuff every day but tolerated that it was her way and comfortable for her. That's one tiny part of being married and there were plenty of things she tolerated too.

 

It's not important that you get the tie between food and sex; it's important that you value and respect that she does, presuming you love her and care about her. It's part of those special private things that only you and she share. That's pretty cool.

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sounds like you're in love, Mid! :love:

 

Agree. Beating down your OCD tendencies for the sake of her enjoyment is a sign.

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A thick sheet and make sure there is plenty of hot water for showering.

 

Enjoy Mid!

 

But I do not suggest anything chocolate on her genitals... It just looks too weird...

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I don`t mind. But not in the car.

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So how did it go?

 

I should have trusted her.

 

I get to her home and she greets me with a hug and a soft kiss. Asks how my day went. I tell her it went well and she says "Good. From this point forward, I don't want you to say another word".

 

I'm not only a neat freak, but I'm also a control freak. I don't like situations where I'm not in control. I start to protest and she puts a finger to my lips.

 

"No words."

 

As she leads me to the bedroom, I hear the sounds of Chet Baker's Almost Blue. Candles were lit around the room. On the floor was a mat with a couple of sheets folded in half over it. To my relief, there wasn't a huge spread of fruit. Just a bowl with strawberries, kiwi, pineapple and grapes. Another bowl with warm water and a tube of something in it. Turned out to be massage oil. A can of whipped cream and one of those plastic bottles of honey shaped like a bear with a pointed yellow top.

 

I bemusedly wondered if I was about to be sacrificed to the fruit god. The Goddess of Nectar or something.

 

I can't go into detail about what happened next because it's not safe for work. But, it started with a slow, meticulous massage. Front and back. Needless to say, I was totally relaxed after that.

 

Next, it was like she was stimulating all of the senses. Sight, sound, smell, taste and touch. Playful and teasing. Taking her time with my inability to speak and the eye contact adding to the tension. Ended up with her on top slowly doing what she wanted to do. She collapsed on top of me after a powerful orgasm.

 

After recovering for a few minutes, she had me clear away the sheets, bowls, whipped cream and honey. When I got back to the bedroom, she had put away the mat and massage oil. Knowing that would satisfy my ... issues. Smart.

 

Led me to the shower. More fun. Dried each other and she applied some sort of oil to my skin that smelled like ... vanilla?

 

To the bed and that's where all of the built up tension was released. Aggressive, rough, intense and passionate. After both of us were thoroughly sated, we laid there for a while. Maybe 15 or 20 minutes.

 

Then, she got up, dressed me, led me to the door, gave me another hug and kiss, showed me out the door and locked it behind me.

 

I went to my car and just sat there for about 10 minutes. Then drove home.

 

Thinking ... Did this woman just turn me out and put me out? Like a little boy. Smelling like vanilla? With no words?

 

Yeah. She did.

 

It went much better than I expected.

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I should have trusted her.

 

I get to her home and she greets me with a hug and a soft kiss. Asks how my day went. I tell her it went well and she says "Good. From this point forward, I don't want you to say another word".

 

I'm not only a neat freak, but I'm also a control freak. I don't like situations where I'm not in control. I start to protest and she puts a finger to my lips.

 

"No words."

 

As she leads me to the bedroom, I hear the sounds of Chet Baker's Almost Blue. Candles were lit around the room. On the floor was a mat with a couple of sheets folded in half over it. To my relief, there wasn't a huge spread of fruit. Just a bowl with strawberries, kiwi, pineapple and grapes. Another bowl with warm water and a tube of something in it. Turned out to be massage oil. A can of whipped cream and one of those plastic bottles of honey shaped like a bear with a pointed yellow top.

 

I bemusedly wondered if I was about to be sacrificed to the fruit god. The Goddess of Nectar or something.

 

I can't go into detail about what happened next because it's not safe for work. But, it started with a slow, meticulous massage. Front and back. Needless to say, I was totally relaxed after that.

 

Next, it was like she was stimulating all of the senses. Sight, sound, smell, taste and touch. Playful and teasing. Taking her time with my inability to speak and the eye contact adding to the tension. Ended up with her on top slowly doing what she wanted to do. She collapsed on top of me after a powerful orgasm.

 

After recovering for a few minutes, she had me clear away the sheets, bowls, whipped cream and honey. When I got back to the bedroom, she had put away the mat and massage oil. Knowing that would satisfy my ... issues. Smart.

 

Led me to the shower. More fun. Dried each other and she applied some sort of oil to my skin that smelled like ... vanilla?

 

To the bed and that's where all of the built up tension was released. Aggressive, rough, intense and passionate. After both of us were thoroughly sated, we laid there for a while. Maybe 15 or 20 minutes.

 

Then, she got up, dressed me, led me to the door, gave me another hug and kiss, showed me out the door and locked it behind me.

 

I went to my car and just sat there for about 10 minutes. Then drove home.

 

Thinking ... Did this woman just turn me out and put me out? Like a little boy. Smelling like vanilla? With no words?

 

Yeah. She did.

 

It went much better than I expected.

 

Sounds like a typical tryst!

 

Hell yeah man, good job!

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Do FWB situations always involve such level of thoughtful planning?

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Always? Surely not. Not even with her.

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Do FWB situations always involve such level of thoughtful planning?

With creative people, yes.

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Nononono. Food smells and sex smells must not mix :sick:

 

Well, maybe bacon. I could handle some bacon play.

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Nononono. Food smells and sex smells must not mix :sick:

 

Well, maybe bacon. I could handle some bacon play.

 

 

If women smelled like bacon all the time, we'd all barely take time to eat and sleep. The world economy would probably collapse.

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If women smelled like bacon all the time, we'd all barely take time to eat and sleep. The world economy would probably collapse.

 

Bacon panties? :love:

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Well, I don't like food play, but sounds like the set up she did was very tasteful. I mean, you didn't give us the details, but I gather it was not slobbering around like pigs in a sty, no?

 

I mean, imagine feeding strawberries to each other, licking whipped cream off of certain parts :love:

 

My 6yr guy and I would kiss and pass like a mint back and forth...years later when I saw Charlize Theron in "Aeon Flux" do a scene like that, it was like "coool!!!"

 

Now, I've also brought lollipops and candies/mints to the bedroom cuz sometimes condoms and lubes leave a bad taste...so I incorporate the candies and lollipop while giving a bj...and yes, I make it sexy and cool ;)

 

So, IMO, sounds all good to me so far....what your lover did :)

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Well, I don't like food play, but sounds like the set up she did was very tasteful. I mean, you didn't give us the details, but I gather it was not slobbering around like pigs in a sty, no?

 

No.

 

I mean, imagine feeding strawberries to each other, licking whipped cream off of certain parts :love:
Yes. Lots of that.
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Come on... that food scene in the movie 9 1/2 weeks was sexy.

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With creative people, yes.

 

Interesting... I quite like food play (never tried honey though - too sticky for my taste) but never really associated it with FWB stuff for some reason, which I thought was more spur of the moment things.

 

The care and attention to detail make it sound a lot like an actual relationship, especially the bit about tolerating things you don't like so much for your partner on occasion.

 

Either way, that scenario definitely sounds like fun.

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