Sensual Kitchen

Lilith Leda

Introduction

I wrote this book based on my love and passion for food and lust for seduction... I am not a Chef but I have always had an inner desire to be one. Instead I became a mother and business owner with food playing an integral part of my life just as it probably does yours. Combining the two sensations of eating and feeling sensual seem natural to me because I really do see a strong connection in eating and love making... There are many interesting and fascinating elements that reflect these feelings... This I will divulge with you soon enough. Welcome to my world of taste.

I am without a doubt in love with food and eating. It’s not for comfort but for lust. I crave taste, texture, beauty and art which in my mind I can happily find in a bowl of something delectable. For me, food is without a doubt an act of love, cooking for that someone special or feeding guests at a dinner party, is a form of communication,  a glimpse of yourself on the plate. Watching people eat, the way that they eat will speak volumes without words, it will reflect their inner soul and hint at you their secrets, their lusts and  their loves. I absolutely  adore  eating  with my fingers, the textures  on your fingers going into your mouth  feeling the drippings  of sauce  sliding  down your hand and knowing  that you are completely  and wholly immersed  in your own little bit of heaven.  Nothing is worse to me than eating with a knife or fork, a spoon on the other hand could be a different story... but fingers work best.

My love affair with food started a long long time ago. It started when I was very young. I distinctly remember  sitting  in the garden high up in a tree at the age of 5 and eating  gorgeously  fragrant, fresh peaches or pomegranates.   I remember going into the kitchen cupboard  when I was 6 years old and devouring a tin of black olives... and slowly nibbling on each one till the pip was clean and piling  them  up high on the kitchen  floor.  Then there are the times I remember  at school  when I would  open up my lunch  box  and shudder  at the thought  of another  sandwich,  m y search  and urgent desire for food that tantalised and pleased each taste bud in my mouth started at such a young and tender age and then it just grew till it seriously  took over my daily life.   For me as an adult I can describe my love and adoration for food the same way I describe sex. Think of that first bite.   It starts with a sinful seduction just a little bit of teasing and tantalising...  you just want to have it...and when you do it’s pure and utter pleasure,  entering  your mouth slowly waiting  for all those senses  to kick in and enjoy  each  little  bit  of texture,  each  little  bit  of taste.  You  feel  it consuming  you like a gateway of pleasure. Swallow and there, feeling it go down, enjoying all the sensations,  you are at total  peace, fulfilled.  What  could be better you may ask, perhaps eating whilst having sex...

I think about  food and eating more than I think about sex. and I think about  sex a lot. Come to think of it, I love to have sex whilst eating. What could I possibly eat during sex you might ask... well to me, it could be anything but especially if it’s sticky and messy... Condensed Milk, there is almost nothing in this world better than Condensed Milk. I love to open up a tin and make a little hole in it and suck the condensed milk gently out and feeling it smother m y tongue all sticky and sweet. It’s best hidden somewhere in the back of the fridge so that throughout the day I can sneak off and have a little suck.

How about dark chocolate, melted with double cream, cinnamon, coffee and a dash of Brandy , when it gets to the stage where it gets all gooey and thick and you can just take your finger and plunge it into this mass of sticky heaven... pure and utter indulgence. Seeing as I am the one on top during this sexual splurge, I think it best if I be fed these tantric treats considering I am doing all the work..

What  could be better than having  sex on your  kitchen counter,  the feeling  of nice cold granite beneath you and being surrounded by gorgeously pristine glimmering stainless steel kitchen tools. Nothing (almost nothing..) beats having sex against that tall mirrored fridge, especially if you have a crushed ice and cool water section... it comes in really useful... Not to mention that you are just an inch away of opening  that door and reaching  for that chilled Condensed  Milk or Chocolate Ganache... Food is sexy, indulgent, gratifying, gorgeously tempting and very erotic...