Kisses

SexSweetheart said:
You have a great imagination​


Thank you! I try to capture an emotion when I write, I want the reader(s) to feel what the characters in the writing are feeling.
 
Kain__Thornn said:
I had no sooner shut the door when she had climbed onto my lap and taken my face in her hands and pulled me to her. Her lips were soft on mine, her breath hot on my cheek. In spite of her fiery music and dance style, her kiss was delicate and slow. I moved my tongue slowly into her mouth, just a little. She sighed slightly as she accepted it and I felt her bite it gently. Meanwhile my hands were in her hair, stroking through the curly waves, feeling the gentle tug as I combed my fingers through. She unbuttoned my shirt quickly, then her hands moved slowly over my chest then to the back of my head as if to hold me there forever, her fingers combing through my long black hair. I slipped my mouth down slowly, kissing her chin, her neck, and her shoulder.
Are you an author? Do you post stories?​
 
the one that says.... my stories here????

oh damn, my smartass just kicked in again
 
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Kain__Thornn said:
Thank you, I'd be delighted!
send me your email address to my pm and I can send you the directions. If you would like to see the opening story, Read Driver Ariel, in the list below.​
 
one of my favs....when he puts out his tongue and I begin to move up and down by my lips enfolding his tongue.... ;)
 
virgin_not said:
one of my favs....when he puts out his tongue and I begin to move up and down by my lips enfolding his tongue.... ;)

mmm like a little tonuge blow job?

oh wait, did you mean your other lips? :catroar:
 
Kain__Thornn said:
She entered the room where he was asleep. She wanted to arrive sooner but flight
scheduling and road traffic weren't agreeing with her requests for passage. She
could tell he went to bed unhappy, he had waited for months for her return from
Ireland to set up the new building. She was tired and cranky, and she knew he
would want to see her as soon as she got in. She went over to his still form and
gently kissed him. He stirred and awoke slowly. Her perfume reminded him who
was there at long last and his arms encircled her immediately and he pulled her
into the bed with him. Her warm lips felt like home on his mouth. Her soft tongue
felt like life returning to him. His embrace felt like release from a prison to her.

Hello Kain!! So good to see you in here! :cathappy: :kiss:

This little snippet I hadn't seen before...it's wonnderful! I love these little vignettes ...so soft and sensual. As someone else here said, you have a vivid - and passionate imagination! I'll be reading more of these!
 
Kcar said:
Hello Kain!! So good to see you in here! :cathappy: :kiss:

This little snippet I hadn't seen before...it's wonnderful! I love these little vignettes ...so soft and sensual. As someone else here said, you have a vivid - and passionate imagination! I'll be reading more of these!


Hey there! Thanks for the props, good to see you too!
 
Kain__Thornn said:
Give the man a cigar! :nana: :nana:

Hehehehe! You're a pleasure, friend...a sense of humor is always welcome. ;)

spyro1123 said:the one that says.... my stories here????

oh damn, my smartass just kicked in again

Haha!

Hello, there! Haven't met you yet.
 
Kcar said:
Hello, there! Haven't met you yet.

Hello! I was taking a long break from lit, decided i needed to come back and start a thread about kissing.

Taking your hand lifting it to my lips. You feel the warm slightly moist brush on the back of your hand as i kiss it, holding your hand while i introduce myself.

In my eyes you think you can see a desire to kiss you. To pull you into my arms feeling you melt under my touch, feel your breathing speed up as we kiss deeper and deeper.

The moment passes and we are left wondering if the other knew what we were thinking.. :D
 
Jessica glared at Randy as if to scorch him with heat vision.

"You son of a bitch! "she spat, "That Harrison account deal was mine, and you've undermined my work and stolen it!" He looked at her as if she was speaking Portugese. He smirked and said,

"Hey, it's business, nothing personal." He smiled a little at how upset she had become. For her, that was the last straw. Getting the Harrison account would have given her a substantial pay raise, and a sweet bonus on top of that. His insolent attitude on top of stealing the deal sucked the civility right out of her. Before he had a chance to blink, her hand shot out and connected with his cheek, causng a loud "crack!". His reaction was equally surprising. He took her by the shoulders and pushed her against the wall. Her eyes opened wide, then narrowed nearly to slits. She spat in his face, causing him to turn away for a moment. Her rage suddenly collapsed as she realized what she had done to him. Fear and remorse started registering, and she put her hands over her mouth in shock.

"Randy, "she sputtered, "I'm...I'm so sor..." She never finished the sentence. He had put his mouth over hers and supressed any fear or guilt that had been brewing. She closed her eyes and allowed his brutish kiss to take her. He cocked his head and opened his mouth, and she instinctively parted her lips and accepted his tongue, as it sought the comforts of hers. Her arms enfolded his broad shoulders and anything she thought of the Harrison account went quietly blank.
 
She looked up at him. He put his hand to the side of her face and kissed her. It started as a gentle kiss, but as she returned it, it became deeper. Lisa pressed her body to his; he was hot in contrast to the cold water. His tongue pushed between her lips, sliding across hers. Lisa's whole body tingled, feeling very alive. She closed her eyes and understood what people meant when they said they saw fireworks.

When they broke the kiss panting for breath Jacob was the first to break the silence, "Wow."

"Yeah."

"Was that..."

"The best kiss of my life? — Yes."

"Me too."
 
tender lips
brushing yours
still under the covers
on a lazy fall day
feeling you melt
everything flows together
our tongues touch
swirling our molten passion in the crucible of lust
the building need in both our bodies
begining the slow dance that will build
becoming cries of joy gasps and shudders
our lips still touching as we pulse
throb
kiss
 
She handed me the orange.

"You take out a clove," she said.

"I what?"

"The cloves in the orange. Pull one out - see? Someone else has taken a few out. You just pull it out and I'll kiss you however you want, and you can take the orange to someone else. It's how it works. Be careful, though," she added, a saucy look in her brown eyes. "If you pull it out in any kind of provacative fashion, I'll have to kiss you in kind. You might just want to pluck one out innocently with your fingers like a sweet little girl."

She had clearly thrown down the gauntlet. I peeked at her, and she was waiting, apparently expecting me to demurely remove a clove. I raised the cloved orange to eye level between us. I met her eyes before lowering my mouth slowly and deliberately to my chosen victim. I touched the clove with the tip of my tongue, then nipped the hard brown bud with my front teeth before I pulled the orange slowly away. I kept the clove displayed between my teeth as I grinned over at her.

"I always enjoy an opportunity to advance your corruption," she said, as she came toward me.

I tucked the clove into the side of my cheek, where it immediately began to numb the area. It was spicy and warm, and my last sensation before her body came within an inch of mine is that she'd taste clove on me.

"Put that thing down." I reached blindly for a surface, and found one. The orange was abandoned for the moment. "Good."

My stomach was fluttering. I had never kissed another woman before, certainly not one that I had had a crush on.

"Shh," she said, and then her lips met mine.

They were soft, warm, full lips, and she kissed me with some intent, but also her characteristic good humor. My stomach was doing other things now. There was heat in my solar plexus, and I felt my face flush as I began to kiss her back in earnest. I parted my lips, and she pulled me to her. Her arms went around my waist, then her hands moved up and down my sides slowly as she kept the kiss slow, even as her tongue explored my mouth. When my own tongue moved into her mouth, she let out a low moan that caused an almost painful reaction of lust in me. I moved more firmly against her and felt her breasts against mine. Almost instantly, my nipples hardened. I know she felt the reaction, because she gripped my head and we kissed so hard that my lips felt bruised, now. Still, I wanted more of her. I wasn't satisfied with just a kiss.

Suddenly, the door opened and we broke from the kiss. It was an old friend of hers. "Don't stop on account of me," he said. We grinned at each other. My mouth was numb, but the clove was nowhere to be found.
 
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