Sunday, October 23, 2005
Kissing 101
Kissing....One of my all time favorite pasttimes.
My first real kiss happened when I was about 14 (I know - a late bloomer) he and I were snowmobiling (coincidentally this boy was also my first 'drink' & my first 'joint', another day another post) and stopped on the trail to 'take a break', he leaned towards me every so slightly and then his lips brushed mine, gently at first and then with a bit more intensity. I remember wondering how, when it was so fucking cold out, his lips could be so wonderfully warm. This lasted for only a short time but I knew right then that Kissing was going to become a very important part of my life. I 'practiced' several more times with this boy over the next few months and proclaimed myself a Very Good Kisser.
I did NOT sleep around in high school...but I did KISS around as much as possible, it became one of my favorite hobbies. I would often rate the boys I kissed, here are a few of the standouts...both good and bad:.
One boy used to think it was a real turn on to bite my teeth...yup that's what I said, BITE my teeth - this was NOT a turn on! do Not to this gentlemen.
Then their was one who must have been able to dislocate his jaw like a snake can because his mouth would cover my entire face...note to all: If you need a wash cloth when you are done 'kissing' you are not doing it right.
Then their were the ones who were tentative, meak, unsure; sometimes these ones could be taught...sometimes they couldn't be. It was always fun trying though.
Those with BAD breath - always a turn off.
The best:
Of course my first kiss will always have a special place in my heart but in retrospect, even though at the time it was earth shattering, it was not the best kiss I've every had.
There was a boy in high school who, in my opinion, was the perfect kisser. We never really dated but we were friends...you know the kind of friends who made out whenever the opportunity presented itself. Maybe the kissing was so good because we knew each other very well and we BOTH knew that kissing was as far as it was going to go and made the very MOST of it.
The 'bad boy' in school was a very exciting kisser - different from most of the others - maybe it was the element of fear, the unknown, but whatever it was I always looked forward to a kiss from him.
An unexpected Kiss can be great too, the element of surprise can add that little extra needed to push an otherwise average kiss up a notch or two.
I really enjoyed my 'kissing around' days and one of the things that I noticed early on was that the best looking guys were not always the best kissers, in fact they usually weren't. How odd is that?
In Conclusion class....always remember this: 
The perfect kiss should be intimate, should make you feel like the most special person on the planet. It should never be rushed. It should never be forced. It should always make your tummy tingle and your toes curl. . My husband is a very good kisser....I'd like to believe that I taught him everything that he knows...or that he was just a 'natural' but the truth of the matter is that he probably liked to "kiss around" just as much as I did. I was very lucky to find a man who could live up to my very high kissing standards.
This is just my opoinion and I welcome and encourage any of you to share with me your idea of the perfect kiss.
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