The Kiss

LustfulOne50

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:kiss: That kiss that was so special, that kiss that left you wanting more, or that wonderful kiss that was so sensual it left you judging other kisses by that one. Where did happen and describe the emotion that ran through you that made it so so special.:rose::kiss:

I was in Korea stationed near the DMZ where I met Song He, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever made eyes on even her soul was just as beautiful..She and I made a day trip into Soul, but got stuck over night I was going to rent two rooms but she wouldn't hear of it for she said it was a waste to do...W had had a few drinks at one of the dance clubs later in the evening. we were oth tired from all the sightseeing. She went to the bathroom to put on a sheer nightgown I had got for her to wear to bed. I had shut off the lights except the bathroom since she was there, but when the door openned I could see straight through her gown and her black long hair which went down to her knees ...she was the most beautiful sight to ever behold. I asked her to drop her gown in the light as evrey emotion was screaming inside my I watched as it slowly slide off her naked body and over her pert nipples which stood out from her taut slim body just waiting to be touched. Our first kiss that night in that bed together took my breath away..it was like being kissed by and angel with so much passion. I still hunt even today for that kiss.

I wrote 6 passages about Song that night and hightlights of our Love and why it could never be what we wish it could...
 
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Just bump when was that kiss that sent you screaming inside, soaring to the mountain tops and made you toes curl with excitement.
 
That does sound hot but I can't remember when was the last time I've experienced a kiss worth writing about. My recent fling was crap at kissing.
 
That does sound hot but I can't remember when was the last time I've experienced a kiss worth writing about. My recent fling was crap at kissing.

That is a deal breaker, You must LOVE to kiss... For me it was.... about 6 months ago. Brief torrid affair that it was...
 
he was on top of me, deep inside me. i love this, the weight of him on me, his chest against mine, my legs tangled around his.

this time, though, it wasn't the hard, hot fuck we usually do. he was deliberate, sliding out of me slowly, pushing back in to me deeply. there was an intentional rhythm to the fuck.

he looked at me and leaned in to me as if he were going to kiss me but stopped. he stopped so his lips never touched mine. i wanted to feel his lips - you know that ravenous, crushing, hungry feeling? but he pulled his head back slightly when i tried.

i put my head back on the pillow and again, he moved closer to me, his lips almost touching but not quite. we never lost eye contact. his tongue flicked across my lips. his breath hot on mine. the deeper he pushed in to me, the closer his mouth came to mine but never touching. never closing his eyes, never losing that connection, watching... his lips so close.

as he was cumming, he never took his eyes off mine. he kept his mouth so close. it wasn't a kiss, exactly. and yet, at that moment, it was more connecting than any kiss ever was.

and when he was done, his body heavy on mine, my legs still wrapped around his, my hands running over his back, his hands framed my face and he finally, finally put his his mouth on mine and kissed me like it was the first time.
 
I thought about writing some sort of descriptive passage in here, but I just don't seem to have the juices flowing today.

...maybe my inspiration has drifted too far away.

When I think about that nameless someone, when I try to capture the feelings that I think would overtake me, all I can come up with is that sharing any part of me, be it physical, emotional or spiritual.... would be as vital to me as breathing.
 
That is a deal breaker, You must LOVE to kiss... For me it was.... about 6 months ago. Brief torrid affair that it was...

I do love to kiss, my last bf, now he was a kisser, I taught him how to kiss me just the way I liked it! :p
 
I do love to kiss, my last bf, now he was a kisser, I taught him how to kiss me just the way I liked it! :p

If he was truly a good kisser your lessons would be silent. The interaction of your mouths, tongues, teeth and lips would be all that is necessary. I hate it when the person you are kissing isn't perceptive enough to take a hint... and get a clue.
 
Love that first kiss from a Alpha type female who is career minded...get ready for pure pleasure.
 
A hot wet kiss or two from a stewardess in the bathroom while flying United.;) nice
 
The third time I was out in a group with the woman who is now my wife. We'd been getting to know each other the first two outings. The flirtation started the second. Now the third time it's proceeded into full, "wow I really like this girl". We've left the party and I'm walking her home. It's a chilly night so I let her have my jacket. As we walk a bit further along, I take her hand and stop her, turning her to face me. I slide my hands around her waist, pull her to me and lean in for the kiss, a gentle meeting of the lips at first that quickly proceeds to a deeper, passion filled kiss.

almost 20 years ago, but I can still feel it like it just happened.
 
My last mind blower was that first kiss... that very moment that we both had talked about and wanted so badly. I was so very nervous I pulled into the parking lot and saw him standing there his smile warmed me. I breathed for a moment and parked. Checked myself in the mirror thought its all or nothing and got out the truck... We greeted one another and immediately it was like we both knew.
He hugged me just for a moment and held me there it felt right on every level. We pulled apart, he took his finger traced my hair out of my face and smiled, his hand traced along my chin, to my neck and then pulled me to him as his other arm wrapped around me still from the hug. We stood there NO ONE else in the world but the two of us. And that very moment our lips met sweet at first then a need struck, my hands to his face and we just stood there eagerly kissing one another as the world and everything else around us didn't matter. It warmed every inch of my body to my toes and I have been told it had quite the effect on him also.:D
 
My last mind blower was that first kiss... that very moment that we both had talked about and wanted so badly. I was so very nervous I pulled into the parking lot and saw him standing there his smile warmed me. I breathed for a moment and parked. Checked myself in the mirror thought its all or nothing and got out the truck... We greeted one another and immediately it was like we both knew.
He hugged me just for a moment and held me there it felt right on every level. We pulled apart, he took his finger traced my hair out of my face and smiled, his hand traced along my chin, to my neck and then pulled me to him as his other arm wrapped around me still from the hug. We stood there NO ONE else in the world but the two of us. And that very moment our lips met sweet at first then a need struck, my hands to his face and we just stood there eagerly kissing one another as the world and everything else around us didn't matter. It warmed every inch of my body to my toes and I have been told it had quite the effect on him also.:D


MMM those kisses that are more then just a kiss...oh so mind blowing.:rose:
 
And what were you doing when you got that kiss that set every cell within your soul a fire and the lustful passion raging for the that person.
 
Describe the kiss that lingers deeply in your mind, heart and soul...For it was Boston along time ago..it was under a street light it was to be our last kiss and as we stood there the city on one side and the Commons on the other side it began to snow...it was the warmth of the kiss and now the flakes of snow that dance like pixies around us...it was a mental picture always to be framed in time.
 
I have a few memorable kisses.

The first one was when I was 18 and completely infatuated by a boy of 16. If he was anywhere near me, I would get butterflies in my stomach instantly. He was beautiful. One night we ended up all alone in the park, after our friends had gone and we were just sitting in the grass, chatting and staring at the stars. When he leaned over to kiss me, so very slowly and softly, I melted. He tasted good, his lips were like heaven and I will never forget his amazing scent. That amazing and magical kiss lasted for hours. Until very recently, his kiss remained unmatched and to this day he is one of the three best kissers I have ever met. :heart:

The second one was last winter. It was the first time since years I decided to meet a virtual lover in real life. We met, had lunch together and the chemistry was great, though back then I was still quite insecure and not that sure of myself. There was a blizzard and we walked through a snowy park. When we stopped and he gave me this "I really want you" look, I simply grabbed his coat, pulled him to me and his smiling face to mine. That was one of the hottest kisses ever. Hot enough to make it into one of my stories. :heart:

The third one was in May. I was going to meet another virtual encounter, in the same park as the blizzard kiss, ironically. I teased that poor man sensless with my lips, enough for him to tell me that the first thing he was going to do when we would be face to face, was to kiss me. He was late and I was starting to feel nervous. I was walking around for a bit when suddenly I turned and there he was, behind me. We smiled and he did exactly what he said. Came to me, took my face into his hands and gave me a very sensual soft kiss. That evening was one of the most memorable evenings I spent with a man and to this day when we meet, he just can't get enough of my lips and frankly, I would never even dream of denying him that pleasure because he is simply amazing. :heart:
 
I have a few memorable kisses.

The first one was when I was 18 and completely infatuated by a boy of 16. If he was anywhere near me, I would get butterflies in my stomach instantly. He was beautiful. One night we ended up all alone in the park, after our friends had gone and we were just sitting in the grass, chatting and staring at the stars. When he leaned over to kiss me, so very slowly and softly, I melted. He tasted good, his lips were like heaven and I will never forget his amazing scent. That amazing and magical kiss lasted for hours. Until very recently, his kiss remained unmatched and to this day he is one of the three best kissers I have ever met. :heart:

The second one was last winter. It was the first time since years I decided to meet a virtual lover in real life. We met, had lunch together and the chemistry was great, though back then I was still quite insecure and not that sure of myself. There was a blizzard and we walked through a snowy park. When we stopped and he gave me this "I really want you" look, I simply grabbed his coat, pulled him to me and his smiling face to mine. That was one of the hottest kisses ever. Hot enough to make it into one of my stories. :heart:

The third one was in May. I was going to meet another virtual encounter, in the same park as the blizzard kiss, ironically. I teased that poor man sensless with my lips, enough for him to tell me that the first thing he was going to do when we would be face to face, was to kiss me. He was late and I was starting to feel nervous. I was walking around for a bit when suddenly I turned and there he was, behind me. We smiled and he did exactly what he said. Came to me, took my face into his hands and gave me a very sensual soft kiss. That evening was one of the most memorable evenings I spent with a man and to this day when we meet, he just can't get enough of my lips and frankly, I would never even dream of denying him that pleasure because he is simply amazing. :heart:

I could feel those kisses so deep inside of me ...so so sensual and passionate. Thank you:rose::kiss:
 
LOL...I think most here see kisses as a dime a dozen..naw, nothing special or they have just forgotten that one that we use to size up the best by.;)
 
Mine is not romantic so much as just sticks in my head. After 3 days of labor and 4 hours of pushing I delivered my son. I pased out in exhaustion. I was heading to the light. It was my husband kissing me, crying that brought me back.
 
no mind blowing kisses

But I thought I'd post some silliness about the kind of kisses that turn me on.

The type of kiss that turns me on dependent upon which direction the wind may be blowing.

When the wind god Boreas brings the cold winter winds, I want aggression. Harsh sighs, biting and sucking my lower lip into your mouth kinds of kisses.

When the wind god Notus brings the late storms of late summer and early autumn, I want lip-tracing kisses that transition into lingering kisses in the hollow of my neck.

When the wind god Zephyrus brings the west wind of late spring and early summer, I want soft, playful kisses; sweet, sensual shoulder kisses.
 
Kisses. I adore kisses.

There was a former litster with whom I shared a moment in time. I can't say whether or not we were lovers as our relationship was more in that shade of gray where sex and intimacy and platonic relationships mix and blend and leave one shaking there head.

So we shared our moments and words and she was often my muse as I wrote words reflective and of desire. But only once did we have the chance to meet.

She worried whether I would kiss her when we met. But we did with a soft brush of lips that acted as a natural partner to the warm embrace we shared. This was a melding of two friends mixing joy and laughter at meeting for the first time even though we were already intimately acquainted with each other. We shared a dinner and laughter and flirting and smiles. It was a joy to share our time.

As we left, arm in arm, we paused to share a photo together cheek to cheek, smiling for our memory that we could look back on. The hug turned into a kiss and the kiss turned into a passion where we were making love with our lips. Open mouth kiss with tongues dancing to some latin beat only they could hear. I was going down in flames. Hard for her as we pressed our bodies tightly into a hug that is more accurately an erotic caress. I shook badly, I was so filled with lust, desire, whatever you to call the need to meld man and woman. God, I wanted so much more. And told her so, both then and afterwards.

Lucky or unlucky, we were in a public place, on carefully budgeted time. In a private setting I am sure we both would have been nude in no time. But that was the only time we met, sadly. And time and life distanced us. I'm not sure that life didn't leech some of the passion from her with its drama and heartache.

But we shared that kiss. One that haunts me. Now with smiles of fond rememberance. Now with sighs of what might have been.
 
The kiss that will always remember was a first kiss...

It was a first date, and I was looking forward to the end of the date when I would get to kiss him. We had known each other for a while, and I had been staring at his lips when we talked...fantacising about how they would feel against mine.

We were meeting at a restaurant for lunch, and as he approached me when I arrived, my heart was beating wildly, my hands were beginning to sweat and I really hoped he didn't want to hold my hand. When he reached me, before saying anything, he bent to my level and I felt his lips press against mine. My knees actually wobbled a little bit.

Even after all this time and among all the other touching and kissing and...well just all the other, it's that kiss that I think about and remember - often.
 
The kiss that will always remember was a first kiss...

It was a first date, and I was looking forward to the end of the date when I would get to kiss him. We had known each other for a while, and I had been staring at his lips when we talked...fantacising about how they would feel against mine.

We were meeting at a restaurant for lunch, and as he approached me when I arrived, my heart was beating wildly, my hands were beginning to sweat and I really hoped he didn't want to hold my hand. When he reached me, before saying anything, he bent to my level and I felt his lips press against mine. My knees actually wobbled a little bit.

Even after all this time and among all the other touching and kissing and...well just all the other, it's that kiss that I think about and remember - often.

God, aren't they such wonderful memories to have and to hold...yes there is that kiss out there.:rose::kiss::)
 
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