ahhh... kissing

I vaguely remember what kissing is like... it's been a long time.

But I liked it! :D
 
Kissing Donor...

ohiobbw said:
I vaguely remember what kissing is like... it's been a long time.

But I liked it! :D

All it takes Ohio, is to find someone willing to be a kiss donor, and for that matter, it also helps to find an orgasm donor. :)
 
All it takes Ohio, is to find someone willing to be a kiss donor, and for that matter, it also helps to find an orgasm donor.

Do you know of any donors, Lightning?
 
I can't donate blood (I have issues with blood), but I am a more than willing orgasm donor! All types welcome. I am an equal opportunity orgasm donor.
 
Re: Can't we all just get along?

MistressHoney said:
There are so many variations of kissers... the major tonguers, the prissy kissies. And if you are one type and try to mash lips with another type, it doesn't work. Retraining kissing type is incredibly difficult.

My peeve is the "I'm going to choke you with my tongue" kisser. I like the teasing play of tongues, not the feeling of being eaten from the inside out.

Though, go a little lower and I may disagree. :p

It shouldn't matter what type of kisser you are...the very first key to kissing is don't just kiss, actually kiss the person that you are with, feel there lips with yours, respond to the way they move, think of nothing, just go with the feelings. well in my opinion anyways. :)
 
In Search of Donors...

ohiobbw said:


Do you know of any donors, Lightning?

Possibly, but I can't make any promises. :D Lemme see what I can dig up.
 
any volunteers here?

I love all sorts of kissing. The soft, tentative first kiss you share with someone new. I savor the feelings that go along with that - excitement, nervousness and the thrill to be there. I enjoy feeling the pressure of his lips on mine, guessing which direction his head will bend. Accidentally mashing noses and then giggling about it!

Then as the initial awkwardness (if there is any) gives way to building passion, there is the thrill I get when I feel his tongue parting my lips! When his tongue makes its way inside my mouth; starts exploring; running over my teeth and down my cheeks. Moving up to the roof of my mouth which is such a ticklish spot!

Then our tongues meet and start playfully maneuvering and positioning themselves. Like a miniature swordfight - dodging, darting, entwining. Ahhhh, I luxuriate in this sensation.

Then to feel the warmth and wetness as we exchange saliva. The way his hands hold my head in place so he can kiss me long and hard and the way he wants. The bolts of electricity that start in my mouth and resonate down to my toes.

Whether it is soft and tender with a promise of things to come or hard and wet and sloppy, I love to kiss. A kiss tells me he likes me. He loves me. He wants me. His desire knows no bounds. It tells me he's playful; horny, full of lust. Yes, a kiss says much indeed!

There is little doubt why this is such an act of intimacy.
 
Kiss

From mother or father,
Daughter or son;
Without thought or bother,
So often it's done.

Acceptance in an action,
Interest by a touch.
With or without passion,
Never quite too much.

Between one lover and the other,
It's expected everyday.
With many they will smother,
Their loneliness away.

Too often given without meaning,
Too often received but not returned.
When forced it is demeaning,
When begged it will be spurned.

Only when not rejected,
Good when it's accepted.
Better when not expected,
Best when I'm affected.

Planned for by the hour,
Dreamed of in the night.
Needed for the power,
It has to make life right.

Stolen in an instant,
A memory 'ere it's done.
Pleasure remains constant,
Although it's just for fun.

Under starlit skies tonight,
I quickly took my chance.
I turned your face toward the light,
And made my swift advance.

I leaned to you, eyes open wide,
This was not a time to miss.
As something stirred me deep inside,
Our lips met in a kiss.
 
lickerish said:

I miss kissing.

Kissing is such an art. To come together and softly press lips together, to feel the warmth and pressure. To lose track of surrounding and time. To revel in the sensation of your lover.
 
Tex, that's really quite nice, ist it orginal? If it is, post it in the poetry section, so we can vote on it.
 
Samuari said:
Tex, that's really quite nice, ist it orginal? If it is, post it in the poetry section, so we can vote on it.

hello Samuari,
it is original, I wrote it in about an hour, one night in response to a challenge from a girlfriend at the time. I wish I could say it had a lot of emotion behind it, but it was written to prove that poetry (at the elementary level) isn't that hard to write.

It is posted. I think it got five votes....hahahaha.... I posted it when I finally quit lurking here, and set up a profile. I figured I should post something, so I posted that and one old story I wrote. I have written a lot of other stuff, but have never posted the rest.

Glad someone enjoyed it. It just seemed to fit the topic of this thread.
 
Texan your pic scares me

:p
 
Re: Texan your pic scares me

Siren said:
Reminds me of a ghost cowboy or somekind of
dead cow poke.....

Whats the deal?:(

hahaha..... sorry if it scares you. It was the only avatar I could find that seemed to represent a Texan. Even though my appearance is about as far from that avatar as you can imagine. My actual photo is on my Lit profile and on the www site at the bottom of each of my posts.

Maybe I should just post the Texas flag or something.... I don't want to scare anyone... especially a special friend of lavender's.
 
Looks like you are chewing some ghost cud.

:p
 
siren... you were supposed to be able to see the piece of straw (hay) in the mouth of that avatar. It doesn't matter now, because I changed the avatar to prevent scaring people.

I'll have to work on that "Texas flag around the waist idea".....hahaha...

I have a Texas flag flying from a pole on my back porch. I'll never be able to look at it the same way again. Now I'll see it as a possible article of clothing.......
 
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