LOVE: PASSIONATE KISSES

Kissing is the basic way of conveying sexual yearning along with looking. You can tell what a girl wants from the way she applies, opens and operates her mouth, dances with her tongue and in some delightful cases, the way she smirks and wipes her mouth with her sleeve during a pause before reaching for a new part of your person. Kisses come before any other sort of "real" touch and work better than words which are really about refining the meaning.

In a proper kiss, you can taste the other person's mouth and inhale their warm breath. It envelopes you in their scent which might include bad breath (not good and possibly unhealthy) the aura of their hair (yum yum unless they smoke and then yech yech). You can smell their skin, what they like to eat (hoping you are on the menu) and how they want to be fucked including which preliminaries are first in her mind right now. Women have very informative mouths. Women have the usual barometer of interest pressing into their tummies but of course that is not always a truthful indication of interest. Some men are trying to be polite by diverting an instant reaction. They try thinking about concrete mix or amortization but it never works very well. Some women appreciate that. Others find it irksome. You can feel them checking for the hard-on. That can be a nice game that might be called, "Where's the Bunny, Honey?"

Men have all sorts of indications from what is pressed against them to where and how it gets there. Most of all the kiss precipitates the embrace, which enflames that kiss, creating the next kiss; so you grab each other harder making each other breathless, and so you start to fall down and keep kissing while grabbing each other rudely here and there and on and on and on. Tongues get into the act. Your other tongue cannot be far behind in searching for her other lips while your hands search each others' behinds. Things go as they go from there.

I like kissing, a lot of kissing, long kisses, wet kisses, sloppy kisses, lewd kisses, rude kisses (which I supply as a sort of sudden surprise here and there), but they all have a time and a place in a progression. If you have just opened the bills and are about to call your insurance agent, wet sloppy kisses will need more build up than a sudden slosh of warm, soggy lips. I like the taste of lipstick. I kiss someone whose lipstick tastes like grape jelly. I thought I would faint the first time I found that taste on my lips though I would not eat the actual stuff for a large sum of money. She, on the other hand, would be very tasty.

Women should expect to be interrupted in an insistent doggy way if they paint their toes sitting on the bed in a slip and no panties. It is tantamount to a demand for immediate vigorous oral sex followed by other kisses. No woman should expect to get her toes painted under those conditions. Toes are too cute. You will have to same problem if you bend over to pick things up in small, tight panties though the kisses will be applied elsewhere. Some women find these compulsive kissing assaults annoying. They are nuts.

The curse of kissing is the peck. Don't kiss if you won't kiss. Don't kiss to be nice. Don't ever, under any circumstances kiss to get it over with. Kiss when you feel like it. Kiss when you mean it. You don't have to make a big deal out of it for it to be a big deal.


Kissing is the most intimate sexual act. Everything begins or ends with that kiss. Everything that follows is lust and desire, but a kiss is magic. I'll wager more people recall their first kiss more fondly than their first fuck.

A kiss - and I'm talking as a guy - is the moment when you lean into the wind, stick your neck out, and expose your heart to all the possibilities, which of course have to include rejection and disappointment.

So you can't start with a Rhett-and-Scarlett lip-crusher.

Uh-uh. You are tentative at first, just a brush of your lips to hers. If she doesn't tighten her jaw, or worse, turn away, you're okay. Better even if she parts her lips just a bit. So now you plant a gentle kiss to her lips, you feel her respond. Your arms close around her waist, and you venture a little lip nibble.

Keep your tongue to yourself (learned that early on). Perhaps she'll trace the rim of your lips with the tip of her tongue. Now she's given you permission for both your tongues to make their acquaintance.

BTW, you're in heaven at this point. You ain't thinking about anything. And, while tongues are fun to play with, it's those devouring lip kisses that ignite the fires that will lead to inspired sex.

And don't forget ... a kiss (and I'll toss nibbles into the mix) can go anywhere. They can travel along an elegant neck, tease a pretty earlobe, trail homage from her tailbone to the nape of her neck and back again. A kiss can anoint an ankle, and tickle a thigh.