Kisses

Lone_Wanderer said:
If you were sitting on a cloud, I would get a very LONG ladder to sit with you among the stars. Then, I would kiss you softly to feel my heart shoot across the moon ;)

Light as the clouds no weights holding us down, I would start kissing your ears and slowly move my way down to your neck and.....
 
just2damshy said:
Light as the clouds no weights holding us down, I would start kissing your ears and slowly move my way down to your neck and.....

close my eyes, savoring the touch of your soft lips over my neck. I'd then pull your lips to mine, kissing you lightly, eventually gently trying to part your lips with my tongue as my fingers dance across your soft body.
 
gentle kisses on a chill fall night
dew soaked clothes piled on grass
two lovers wrapped in blankets
warmed by their passion
fueled by their kisses
 
just2damshy said:
Nice thread here. I love to kiss, as I have read in another thread kissing just doesn't happen near enough as it needs to.
Anyone agree? :confused:


She opened her eyes and saw him sitting on the bed watching her. She smiled lightly, still somewhere between asleep and awake, and realized he was holding her hand. He leaned down to her and gently kissed her, the touch of his full lips to hers sent a pulse of desire coursing throughout her body.
 
From a story I'm working on

Suddenly, it appeared that Kevin’s drink was getting low. I got up to fix him another one, and he followed me into the kitchen. I opened the freezer for the ice, then it occurred to me that I hadn’t given him anything to eat. I offered, but he declined. I was surprised, but it was good to keep him close. He was still sober, of course, but the alcohol was loosening him up. I wasn’t interested in seducing a drunk man since that’s hardly sporting, but it was good to see him relax. As I shut the fridge, I bumped into Kevin with my hip.
He didn’t back away. I took that as a good sign. I moved a little closer to him and handed him a fresh drink. For a moment, our fingers met around the cold glass, and it lasted for just a bit longer than was necessary for the passing of a drink.
“Your hair is different,” he commented, seemingly out of nowhere.
“It goes with the wild woman lifestyle,” I joked. “Yours is different, too.” Without that hat, I could see his scalp through the crew cut. I wanted to touch it so badly that my fingers tingled.
“That goes with the Navy lifestyle,” he replied.
“What else goes with it, other than Captain and Cokes?”
Kevin smiled. “I don’t waste time any more.” With that, he reached out and touched my hair. “I like it,” he said quietly.
“I’m glad, I do, too,” I said, smiling up at him. A fraction of a second later his lips met mine. It wasn’t like the kisses I imagined getting from him in high school. His lips were soft and he was kissing me with experience I couldn’t have imagined him having when we were young. He put his hands on my hips and drew me closer, then sucked my lower lip briefly before backing away.
“Is that how an older man kisses?”
“Nope. Try again.”
 
TitilateMe said:
Suddenly, it appeared that Kevin’s drink was getting low. I got up to fix him another one, and he followed me into the kitchen. I opened the freezer for the ice, then it occurred to me that I hadn’t given him anything to eat. I offered, but he declined. I was surprised, but it was good to keep him close. He was still sober, of course, but the alcohol was loosening him up. I wasn’t interested in seducing a drunk man since that’s hardly sporting, but it was good to see him relax. As I shut the fridge, I bumped into Kevin with my hip.
He didn’t back away. I took that as a good sign. I moved a little closer to him and handed him a fresh drink. For a moment, our fingers met around the cold glass, and it lasted for just a bit longer than was necessary for the passing of a drink.
“Your hair is different,” he commented, seemingly out of nowhere.
“It goes with the wild woman lifestyle,” I joked. “Yours is different, too.” Without that hat, I could see his scalp through the crew cut. I wanted to touch it so badly that my fingers tingled.
“That goes with the Navy lifestyle,” he replied.
“What else goes with it, other than Captain and Cokes?”
Kevin smiled. “I don’t waste time any more.” With that, he reached out and touched my hair. “I like it,” he said quietly.
“I’m glad, I do, too,” I said, smiling up at him. A fraction of a second later his lips met mine. It wasn’t like the kisses I imagined getting from him in high school. His lips were soft and he was kissing me with experience I couldn’t have imagined him having when we were young. He put his hands on my hips and drew me closer, then sucked my lower lip briefly before backing away.
“Is that how an older man kisses?”
“Nope. Try again.”


You're

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Kain__Thornn said:
You're

Really

Good

!!

Thank you! I think I might try to finish this story and get it posted over in the stories section.
 
Taking some advice from others in the forum, I've decided to try my hand at erotic writing. You are all witness to my first story snippet. Here goes...

Stumbling in the door, I noticed that the apartment hallway was unusually dark. Taking a moment to allow my eyes to adjust, I saw my girl, my darling Amy, sprawled on the couch in that favorite black lingerie number I liked.
Silkily, she sat up and walked over to me, her lovely brown hair glowing against candles sprawled over the living room and hallways. I don’t remember my bags falling to the ground, but I do remember walking to her, and wrapping my worn hands around her. Our lips touch, and all the stress that piled up like so many layers of weight just seemed to melt. “What’s the occasion?” I inquire. “Your birthday’s not for another month.”
“I know,” she replied in her chocolate-smooth voice. “Tonight is a special night. But first, you have to be appropriately dressed for the occasion.”
Before I had a chance to raise my eyebrow, her arms were slipped around my neck, and we kissed again. Again, that feeling of release washed over me, as our lips made contact. Wrapping my arm around the small of her back, I pulled her closer, feeling the soft fabric against my button shirt. Our lips soon parted, allowing our tongues to dance with each other among the soft candlelight.​

I'm open to critiques and suggestions. Maybe I might write a story around this...
 
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Lone_Wanderer said:
Taking some advice from others in the forum, I've decided to try my hand at erotic writing. You are all witness to my first story snippet. Here goes...

Stumbling in the door, I noticed that the apartment hallway was unusually dark. Taking a moment to allow my eyes to adjust, I saw my girl, my darling Amy, sprawled on the couch in that favorite black lingerie number I liked.
Silkily, she sat up and walked over to me, her lovely brown hair glowing against candles sprawled over the living room and hallways. I don’t remember my bags falling to the ground, but I do remember walking to her, and wrapping my worn hands around her. Our lips touch, and all the stress that piled up like so many layers of weight just seemed to melt. “What’s the occasion?” I inquire. “Your birthday’s not for another month.”
“I know,” she replied in her chocolate-smooth voice. “Tonight is a special night. But first, you have to be appropriately dressed for the occasion.”
Before I had a chance to raise my eyebrow, her arms were slipped around my neck, and we kissed again. Again, that feeling of release washed over me, as our lips made contact. Wrapping my arm around the small of her back, I pulled her closer, feeling the soft fabric against my button shirt. Our lips soon parted, allowing our tongues to dance with each other among the soft candlelight.​

I'm open to critiques and suggestions. Maybe I might write a story around this...


"Chocolate-smooth voice", I like that. Keep going!
 
Lone_Wanderer said:
Taking some advice from others in the forum, I've decided to try my hand at erotic writing. You are all witness to my first story snippet. Here goes...

Stumbling in the door, I noticed that the apartment hallway was unusually dark. Taking a moment to allow my eyes to adjust, I saw my girl, my darling Amy, sprawled on the couch in that favorite black lingerie number I liked.
Silkily, she sat up and walked over to me, her lovely brown hair glowing against candles sprawled over the living room and hallways. I don’t remember my bags falling to the ground, but I do remember walking to her, and wrapping my worn hands around her. Our lips touch, and all the stress that piled up like so many layers of weight just seemed to melt. “What’s the occasion?” I inquire. “Your birthday’s not for another month.”
“I know,” she replied in her chocolate-smooth voice. “Tonight is a special night. But first, you have to be appropriately dressed for the occasion.”
Before I had a chance to raise my eyebrow, her arms were slipped around my neck, and we kissed again. Again, that feeling of release washed over me, as our lips made contact. Wrapping my arm around the small of her back, I pulled her closer, feeling the soft fabric against my button shirt. Our lips soon parted, allowing our tongues to dance with each other among the soft candlelight.​

I'm open to critiques and suggestions. Maybe I might write a story around this...

Great job! You have the right amount of repetition here, some personification... yummy!
 
“All this is about a fucking kiss in that stupid game of spin the fucking bottle? Well shit I would kiss you just to shut you up!”

“You wouldn’t lower yourself to kiss me, miss high and mighty!”

“OH! I wouldn’t?”
With that Kim launched herself at Adam, smashing her lips against his. Adam was caught off guard and grabbed Kim in an effort to keep his balance, but it was too late, he tumbled onto his back pulling Kim on top of him.

She thrust her tongue into Adam’s mouth savagely. This wasn’t the end of the fight just a continuation of it by other means. Adam parried her tongue and launched an assualt of his own slipping past her tongue deep into her mouth.

He grabbed her ass through the sleeping bag pulling her down on his leg. She grabbed the back of his head and redoubled her attack on his mouth. Their tongues slid and slithered, fencing for an advantage. Their battered lips sucked harder neither of them wanting to be the one to break the kiss and admit their loss.
 
spyro1123 said:
“All this is about a fucking kiss in that stupid game of spin the fucking bottle? Well shit I would kiss you just to shut you up!”

“You wouldn’t lower yourself to kiss me, miss high and mighty!”

“OH! I wouldn’t?”
With that Kim launched herself at Adam, smashing her lips against his. Adam was caught off guard and grabbed Kim in an effort to keep his balance, but it was too late, he tumbled onto his back pulling Kim on top of him.

She thrust her tongue into Adam’s mouth savagely. This wasn’t the end of the fight just a continuation of it by other means. Adam parried her tongue and launched an assualt of his own slipping past her tongue deep into her mouth.

He grabbed her ass through the sleeping bag pulling her down on his leg. She grabbed the back of his head and redoubled her attack on his mouth. Their tongues slid and slithered, fencing for an advantage. Their battered lips sucked harder neither of them wanting to be the one to break the kiss and admit their loss.


This sounds like the kind of fight I want to have. ;)
 
I loved that his stubble framed his lips, making them look more tender and lush than they did when he was trying to look professional. I wanted to muss him up in every way possible, and kissing his dishevilled face was a fine way to begin.

He was still asleep when I touched my lips to his, waking him with my touch. He opened his eyes and moaned, allowing me access to his mouth as he reached for me, pulling me against his nakedness. I couldn't help but notice that already my ministrations were making his cock push against me.

It looked like there was a very good chance that bedhead would be a day-long condition.
 
TitilateMe said:
I loved that his stubble framed his lips, making them look more tender and lush than they did when he was trying to look professional. I wanted to muss him up in every way possible, and kissing his dishevilled face was a fine way to begin.

He was still asleep when I touched my lips to his, waking him with my touch. He opened his eyes and moaned, allowing me access to his mouth as he reached for me, pulling me against his nakedness. I couldn't help but notice that already my ministrations were making his cock push against me.

It looked like there was a very good chance that bedhead would be a day-long condition.

Awww.... love it

I woke to her coming in the door from her morning meeting. Jetlagged i had slept untill she came back. Stubbly and rumpled, tangled in the sheets i smiled at her in an impish sort of way.

She strode towards me, her professional suit hugging her swaying hips. She paused to undo the buckle on her shoes, bening over from the waist, showing off her stocking clad legs, with the sexy black seams running up the back. My hand hissed over the silky material.

She leaned over and kissed me, running her tongue along my lips, then biting them gently. I reached up and pulled her down for a more serious kiss. Her hand found my growing cock as i unbuttoned her blouse to look at her sexy lace bra. Her nipples were straining against the material. I pinched them through the blouse and she responded with a squeeze on my cock, and a swirl of her tongue.

I rumpled her hair... anything else this afternoon?

just you.

I dragged her under the covers with me. Feeling my cock pressing against her skirt as we kissed again.
 
spyro1123 said:
“All this is about a fucking kiss in that stupid game of spin the fucking bottle? Well shit I would kiss you just to shut you up!”

“You wouldn’t lower yourself to kiss me, miss high and mighty!”

“OH! I wouldn’t?”
With that Kim launched herself at Adam, smashing her lips against his. Adam was caught off guard and grabbed Kim in an effort to keep his balance, but it was too late, he tumbled onto his back pulling Kim on top of him.

She thrust her tongue into Adam’s mouth savagely. This wasn’t the end of the fight just a continuation of it by other means. Adam parried her tongue and launched an assualt of his own slipping past her tongue deep into her mouth.

He grabbed her ass through the sleeping bag pulling her down on his leg. She grabbed the back of his head and redoubled her attack on his mouth. Their tongues slid and slithered, fencing for an advantage. Their battered lips sucked harder neither of them wanting to be the one to break the kiss and admit their loss.


That's a very different approach, me likey!
 
TitilateMe said:
I loved that his stubble framed his lips, making them look more tender and lush than they did when he was trying to look professional. I wanted to muss him up in every way possible, and kissing his dishevilled face was a fine way to begin.

He was still asleep when I touched my lips to his, waking him with my touch. He opened his eyes and moaned, allowing me access to his mouth as he reached for me, pulling me against his nakedness. I couldn't help but notice that already my ministrations were making his cock push against me.

It looked like there was a very good chance that bedhead would be a day-long condition.


I like that kind of awakening, but ain't none a that going on here.
 
spyro1123 said:
Awww.... love it

I woke to her coming in the door from her morning meeting. Jetlagged i had slept untill she came back. Stubbly and rumpled, tangled in the sheets i smiled at her in an impish sort of way.

She strode towards me, her professional suit hugging her swaying hips. She paused to undo the buckle on her shoes, bening over from the waist, showing off her stocking clad legs, with the sexy black seams running up the back. My hand hissed over the silky material.

She leaned over and kissed me, running her tongue along my lips, then biting them gently. I reached up and pulled her down for a more serious kiss. Her hand found my growing cock as i unbuttoned her blouse to look at her sexy lace bra. Her nipples were straining against the material. I pinched them through the blouse and she responded with a squeeze on my cock, and a swirl of her tongue.

I rumpled her hair... anything else this afternoon?

just you.

I dragged her under the covers with me. Feeling my cock pressing against her skirt as we kissed again.



Hmmmm, I'll be back in, say, 10 minutes..?
 
He got in from deer camp looking like one of the idiots from "Escanaba in da Moonlight." I decided to make him look the way he should around me, and began kissing him, peeling away layers of his clothing until I was able to kiss him where his musk was the strongest.
 
TitilateMe said:
He got in from deer camp looking like one of the idiots from "Escanaba in da Moonlight." I decided to make him look the way he should around me, and began kissing him, peeling away layers of his clothing until I was able to kiss him where his musk was the strongest.


*drool*
 
The elevator door slid quietly closed and began the climb to the 37th floor. She looked over at him and smiled and he returned the smile. She stared for a moment at his face, the chiseled features, his ice green eyes. Those eyes, she felt drawn into them, away from the stuffy world she lived in; the job, the bills, the apartment. She felt herself breathe deeply, as if to inhale his cologne from across the car. She turned away, returning her eyes to the panel of buttons before her, watching the lights go on and off as they passed each floor. She closed her eyes and drank in his very presence, what would it be like to have those arms around her? What would his touch be like? Would he be gentle and tender, or strong and commanding? What would his lips feel like against hers? She pressed her knees together slightly as she thought of those full lips brushing over hers, oh gentle kiss! Would he slowly explore her mouth or would he passionately seek the warm embraces of her tongue? She bit her lip and felt the moisture in her folds begin to flow. She imagined his hands exploring her soft curves, his fingers searching for her sweet spots, would he find them slowly or quickly? Would she find his? What would it be like if he took her right there in the elevator? Those hands, those arms, those lips, all over her body, reminding her what it feels like to be loved like a woman. She felt a trickle of that sweet nectar run slowly down her leg as she imagined him tasting it , but she didn't care. Her hand was inside her blouse, caressing the breast she hoped he would find appealing, does he like voluptuous women? She rolled her nipple and took a deep breath. Does he make love slowly with gentle passion or is he an animal in bed? She nearly cried out as his hand appeared on her shoulder.

"Uh, this is your floor..." he said, seemingly oblivious to her state of arousal, "are you getting off?" She slammed her free hand on the "door close" button and pinned him to the wall.

"Oh yes, it certainly is."
 
Kain__Thornn said:
"Uh, this is your floor..." he said, seemingly oblivious to her state of arousal, "are you getting off?" She slammed her free hand on the "door close" button and pinned him to the wall.

"Oh yes, it certainly is."

I'm supposing she gets off, too. ;)
 
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