More about kissing
Chelsea Girl of Pretty dumb things had a wonderful post about kissing today.
I don't remember my first orgasm, or really even my first orgasm during intercourse (it didn't happen the first time) but I'll remember my first kiss even after I've forgotten I have toes.
There was no chasing round and round of tongues, no biting, no lashing of lips. It happened under mistletoe in an archway in fancy house I'd never been in before and never chanced to go enter again, and we pressed our lips together in a perfect, instinctive seal with no air in our mouths, and with gentle suction we pressed our tongues against each other's and pressed and slid and glided across, moving across each other instead of past. Each of us reached for the other's head and pulled the other trying to snug ourselves closer so our mouths could snuggle tighter. And when we broke the kiss our lips and tongues clung together till the last moment and then parted quietly, moistly, and very, very warmly. And we both looked at each other and I think I said can we do that again? And one of the other kids said something about "it's so-and-so's turn" and two others took our place under the mistletoe... and the next day she returned to whatever city she'd come visiting from, and I returned home, and we've neither seen nor spoken to each other since, any more than we'd seen or spoken before.
But I'll always remember that kiss, and think fondly of other lovers who've kissed that way, and wonder why more don't. There are other ways to kiss, you know, and Chelsea Girl's partner's kissing style sounds marvelous (I'd love to know how she kisses him back!) but my first kiss, and all the others I've had like it, remains the gold standard for me.
I had a feeling when I wrote that piece that you'd like it, Fig. How fun to see that I was right.
kissykiss,
cg
[Well, while I usually object to being predictable my response to your post really was predictable, eh? :-) Mmm, your kissing porn is just as nice as everything else you write. Thanks, CG. --fl]
...but my first kiss, and all the others I've had like it, remains the gold standard for me.
I think you've just written the gold standard of kissing scenes for fiction and nonfiction. There is something about the nerve endings in the lips that allows them to send a high speed, nonstop express message to the nether regions. Young men and women need a new instructional manual for the rituals of dating, kissing, etc. Catcher in the Rye is more concerned with adolescent angst, if I recall. How about Catch Her Under the Mistletoe?
Pardon my circumlocution. This was a lovely description to read at the end of harrowing day. Thank you
P.S. Regarding the photo: now where did you say you wanted that kiss?
[Yup, it's kind of natural to carry on about angst and such when you're transitioning from child to adult but it's not so great to dwell on it to the exclusion of all else. Catcher in the Rye is great literature but it became a lousy template for adolescence. As for the kiss? On the lips, of course. At least at first. :-) Thanks, Kochanie. --fl]
damn i wanna bite your nips...not while they are covered in soap...but ya know...they are just so bitable... *sigh*
peace...
[Thank you, Monkey! --fl]
today... figleaf ... this post is perfect. As it brings forward a long forgotten memory... that perfectly reminds me of a dear dear friend... that just passed away tonight.
She was with me... the night I kissed my first crush. and oh how we laughed and giggled about it afterwards. We were at our first boy/girl party... and she knew i liked him. So when we saw him alone, sitting on the arm of the sofa... she dared me to go kiss him. Explaining what to do... he was a few y ears older...and considered us kids... but i showed him. I walked straight up to him, didn't even give him a chance to blink... I gave a full lip on lip kiss that obviously made an impact, as whatever he was holding in his hand... he dropped ... WoW that was eons ago...
and it is funny how i was with her then... as i was with her tonight... when she took her final breath and smiled at me... maybe she was remembering this time too...
thanks fig
[Oh my gosh, Needra. It's insufficient to say that's a bittersweet memory then. I'm so sorry for your loss. Take care. --figleaf]
Very nice kiss...
[Thanks, Chrissie! --fl]
Just a question fl....
I've read your blog on and off,and wondered why,with your broad views on sex and matters personal(rightly so! :) ) why you never show your face?
I know your not easily embarrassed! If you\'d rather not answer,then no problem....
thanks.
[Hey, Anon. I explain why I remain anonymous here. Mostly it's to protect past lovers who might prefer not to be associated with a sex blogger. When I speak of past experience I always jumble the background details a little (but never the point-related essentials) to make sure no one is too identifiable but *that* in turn creates a risk that instead of offending one person I might wind up offending many who might assume I meant them. Being anonymous does chafe a bit. Thanks for asking. --fl]
Thank you for your candid reply within your link fl.
And i agree 100%...As perhaps my name suggests ;)
But dont worry about it chafing!! There's plenty of cures for that. lol
[Thanks, Anon. --fl]
I still remember my first kiss -- I was in eighth grade, and I was pretty embarrassed about it because none of my friends had boyfriends at the time. They were all teasing me. There was this huge woodchip pile near the playground where they were going to spread it out under a jungle gym, so we hid behind it and pecked each other on the lips.
It wasn't exactly passionate, but it's definitely a funny story. I remember the first time I had sex, too, but the first kiss, hey, that's everything.
[That's not so much funny as very sweet, September. Thanks for the story. --fl]
I love the bit on the kiss. i feel like i'm flowndering . i don't know how to kiss. or so i say. it's just so wird. iky. ocward. keep thinking ill grow out of it. but i just avoid it. yet ... feel like i'm missing out. any pointers........
rose
[Hmm. Kissing pointers. I guess the first thing it's important to remember is that not all cultures are into kissing the way we are, and that it's not like we're obliged to if it doesn't float our boats. As for how to get started I think the first thing you have to do is admit to somebody that you don't get it and ask them to show you. The main thing? Don't just open your mouth. Don't just stick your tongue out. Hmm. Don't imagine it's like stuff you see in movies and, if you've ever watched a porno video, *don't* imagine it's *anything* like what they do in porn. (Just about the only thing I think you can really learn in porn is how to do fellatio. Intercourse? Forget it -- too fast, uncomfortable positions, not enough contact. Cunnilingus? Same problems so double-forget it. Kissing? Porn stars don't even pretend they like each other, let alone like kissing each other so definitely not!) Better just to ask. Good luck. --fl]