The Kiss

[Guest]

I love the negotiating that goes on in kissing, especially when you're kissing someone new. I like the way kisses communicate different things. The first kiss is always tentative. It's about finding out if it's okay to kiss. After that you start a dialogue, where you tell them how much you want them, and you show how far you're willing to go, what you're willing to give. It's always a terrific thrill when she responds, trying to top you, trying to outdo you in her boldness and lasciviousness.

Sex is an emotional acceleration, like riding a rocket, and the kiss is the take-off, where that sense of acceleration is most extreme. You can usually tell how good a story's sex scene is going to be by the kissing part, just like in real life. Most beginning writers seem to skip the whole erotic potential and nuance of the kiss and go right on to the screwing. Big, big mistake.

And don't forget bringing the fingers into play: peeling her lower lip down so you can kiss that tender inside. There's a lot more to kissing than just diving for the tonsils.

---dr.M.

Some great words there, Dr. M. I completely agree; everything you said there is exactly what the kiss means to me, too, both for real and in fiction.

Lou

 

[Guest]

Wow! Thank you, Loulou. Just the kind of feedback I love.

Perdita (put it where you like )

My pleasure, Perdita. I sure know where that kiss is going.

Hey Lou:

From reading my "stuff", you probably know I enjoy kissing as well. Nothing better to start the time sharing than with kissing.

I will qualify that tho', got to be good at kissing. No slobbering, sucking whole faces, etc.

Care to share one?

Mtn

Hell yeah! I know very well, and I also love, what you enjoy.

And, yes, no slobbering for me, either!

I just wanted to add, and it has to be said, this is one of Lou's wonderful threads again. I don't know how you do it Katie, but you must have been born with a certain ability to create great threads.

Snoopy, VERY envious

Thanks, Snoop.

It's all just random thoughts, really.

Lou

 

[Guest]

I read this recently in an online translation of the Kama Sutra and it's stayed with me for days.

"he should loosen the knot of her undergarments and when she begins to dispute him, he should overwhelm her with kisses."

Oh what a lovely way to be overwhelmed...


The following is from my first story here at Lit and as such is the work of a novice. Kissing's always seems like a kind of turning point for me in fiction and in real life, there's always a decision to be made about what happens next...


I knew that strictly speaking, it probably wasn't right to do this with him, a man in my employ, my model, but I couldn't stop, I couldn't help myself. I was completely without scruples. Ever noticed how lust has a way of making just about anything justifiable? He looked at me then, straight into my eyes, his own filled with a questioning look. He must have seen my desire for him, read it plainly there in my face. My cheeks felt pink with excitement. Nick smiled at me, a beautiful warm smile that said he understood my need. That smiling mouth of his was irresistible. God how I loved those lips, soft, smooth sensuous lips. Lips that demanded to be kiss, sucked, nibbled, and tasted. I wanted to swallow this man.

He saw me staring at his sweet mouth and teasingly opened his lips a little, letting me catch a glimpse of the pink tongue that lurked there. Oh, he was bad. He was perfectly wicked. He must have known how I wanted that tongue, wanted it in my mouth, wanted to feel it on my neck, licking over my breasts, leaving a wet trail down over my soft belly, to lap at the salty wetness between my legs. I leaned close to him, my face brushing gently against the roughness of his cheek. My lips hovered over his, not touching, just inhaling his breath. I kept absolutely still, wanting him to kiss me first. I needed to know that he wanted this to happen. He stretched upward until his warm soft lips were on mine.

"I want you Ella." He spoke the sweetest words in the world directly into my mouth. He trapped those words, sealing my mouth with his lips lest they try to escape; there was little risk of that; I swallowed them down hungrily. He licked at my mouth making me crazy.

Rain, if that is the work of a novice, well, I can't wait to read your stuff when you no longer consider yourself a novice!

You really pulled me onto the scene and the all important kiss.

Thank you!

Lou

 

[SnoopDog]

Thanks, Snoop.

It's all just random thoughts, really.

Lou

Well, your random thoughts certainly are smarter than my random thoughts.

Snoopy

 

[Guest]

Kisses??? Got no use for ‘em…

Fool


When they closed the bar, we stopped by the room, picked up our beach towels and went to find a secluded spot to share the late night. After we found our place and spread our towels, I pulled her close to me, kissing her, letting her feel my need, but also holding her loosely so she could back away if she desired. She responded to my kisses and accepted my need by pressing her body to me. I responded with more kisses. Kisses to her lips, her face, her throat and her neck. I buried my face in her neck teasing it with my lips and teeth. I slipped the straps from her sundress off of her shoulders, bearing them for my gaze and my kisses. As the straps slide down, the upper slope of her breasts were more exposed to my gaze. I leaned over and placed kisses there as well.

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Once unleashed, his kisses and touches were unstoppable. From the moment the door slammed shut at your apartment, he molded his lips to your neck, your earlobe, your throat, and most of all to your lips. With almost his first kiss he penetrated your mouth with his tongue, even while the rest of his body pressed against you, seeking to insert his hard cock into you.

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She hides displeasure
Behind faked smiles
And forced gaiety.
When asked,
She responds,
“There’s nothing wrong.”

Polite coolness.
Entire conversations
With expressive eyes,
Forceful motions,
And no words.
When asked,
She responds,
“There’s nothing wrong.”

Distant expression.
Thoughts elsewhere.
Bags and boxes
Packed and Gone.
She needs some time,
She needs some space.
Desultory hug,
Passionless kiss.
She says goodbye
Without being asked.
“Don’t worry darling,
There’s nothing wrong.”

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Fingertips trail
Along sensitive curves
Bubbling giggles
As she twists away

Lips travel
Over erect nipples
Eliciting sighs
And desires for more

Tongues touch
And twine in tandem
Dancing in rhythm
To shared desires

Bodies move
In sympathetic motion
Sensual dance
Shared delight

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Driving home last night,
windows down,
blues in the background.
I felt a hand brush my cheek.
I heard a soft "mon cher"
and felt the lightest brush
of a kiss.
The smell of junipers
faintly distant
caressed my senses.
I felt the easing of tension
in my back
in my neck
as if two hands
worked my shoulders
two lips
caressed my cheek
two breasts pressed
against my back
as two arms
wrapped tight
around my chest.
Leaning back with a smile,
I watched the taillights fade
into the distance.
I heard the lonesome blues fade
into my memories.

Fool, you sweetheart! You've spoiled me.

Some great examples there of a variety of different kisses, all told with feeling and passion.

I particularly liked the sad, emotionless, goodbye kiss. Very touching.

Lou

 

[Honey123]

The Kiss

I love kissing. I think it is the most sensual, wonderful and erotic of all ways to let a person know how much you want them.

When kissing that "special" person for the first time, it is nerve wracking...which way will he turn, which way should I turn, but when your lips lock onto to one another's all that goes away and you taste the sweetness of each other's mouth.

There are times I feel that a french kiss isn't needed so much as just a long, lingering kiss without tongue -- a romantic kiss.

But then the french kiss is hot, wild and when done perfectly can absolutely melt me. Feeling a tongue in your mouth, encircling your tongue, licking your lips and then the mouth taking your tongue, sucking on it gently, licking it long, slowly, returning to your mouth and kissing you deeply.

I love being kissed.

 

[Guest]

Lou,

Thank you for the warm fuzzy. That scene comes from a chapter of my first unpublished novel. I've never done a short story version.

However, just 'cause you're a sweetheart and I'm an ego-maniac, here's a kissing scene from one of my Romance stories, "A Special Photo." Unlike the first scene, this one is told from the guy's perspective.

--

Before I could get my tangled thoughts even semi-organized, the source of my confusion came out. Motioning for me to be quiet, she took my hand and led me away from the door. That seemed a little odd at the time, but what she did next still amazes me. Just before we reached the living room, she stopped, turned around, and looked up at me. "Logan McClain, if you don't kiss me I'm going to slug you."

The funny thing is, I believed her. There wasn't the faintest hint of humor in her eyes or voice, just determination. Sure I was over a foot taller and outweighed her by at least a hundred pounds, but I had no doubt she'd hit me if I didn't follow orders. Besides, it was one helluva tempting assignment.

The kiss was more than just two pairs of lips pressing together. Our bodies seemed to effortlessly fuse into one being. Arms, legs, fingers, lips, tongues all became hopelessly, marvelously, intertwined. She made no attempt to pull away. That was fine with me—I didn't want us to ever stop. But then came the point where the sexual energy that kiss was generating became more than I could ignore.

With an effort, I forced myself to pull my lips away from hers and look down into those incredible blue eyes. "Holly, either let's go to the living room and let me calm down, or to your bedroom and make love. 'Cause you're just about to blow…"

--

If you're into more heavy pain, it's at: A Special Photo

Rumple Foreskin

Rumple, you sweetie! I seriously cannot get enough of reading kissing scenes, so please, indulge me all you like.

That was what I call a highly charged, all out, kiss of passion. I like! A lot!

Gonna go check out your story in a bit.

Thank you,

Lou

 

[Guest]

The Kiss

I love kissing. I think it is the most sensual, wonderful and erotic of all ways to let a person know how much you want them.

When kissing that "special" person for the first time, it is nerve wracking...which way will he turn, which way should I turn, but when your lips lock onto to one another's all that goes away and you taste the sweetness of each other's mouth.

There are times I feel that a french kiss isn't needed so much as just a long, lingering kiss without tongue -- a romantic kiss.

But then the french kiss is hot, wild and when done perfectly can absolutely melt me. Feeling a tongue in your mouth, encircling your tongue, licking your lips and then the mouth taking your tongue, sucking on it gently, licking it long, slowly, returning to your mouth and kissing you deeply.

I love being kissed.

Ahhhh... A woman after my own heart.

Thanks, Honey, beautifully said.

Lou

 

[Guest]

Well, your random thoughts certainly are smarter than my random thoughts.

Snoopy

Dirtier, maybe?

Nah, highly unlikely!

Lou

 

[SnoopDog]

Dirtier, maybe?

Nah, highly unlikely!

Lou

I think we are probably both equal in filthy thoughts, aren't we ?


Snoopy

 

[lucky-E-leven]

I adore kissing. But I think it is a love/hate thing for me. It's either 'take my breath away' good, or 'please let this be over soon' bad. I've found very little in between.

It is the most wonderful way of communicating without ever saying a word. My favorite thing about kissing is that you can speak your intentions silently. A shift in speed or pressure, a breath exhaled softly into another's mouth, a little nibble or sucking on the tip of a tongue speaks volumes to me about what a person is trying to tell me.

I think kissing can become mechanical sometimes and I'm always challenged to shake it up a bit and recapture the intensity or the exploration. The best way I've found to do this, when you've fallen into the 'routine' of mindless kissing and want to break out of it, is to kiss someone upside down. Foreheads to chins, top lips to bottom lips, tops of tongues touching instead of the normal way...it makes you think and raises the level of awareness ten fold. Well it does for me anyway.

No matter how you do it, I find it's often so much more appropriate than a bunch of words that don't even come close to expressing the passion, excitement, loneliness, fear, desperation, love and sheer happiness than that of the almighty kiss.

~lucky

p.s. And sometimes you just have to whisper in someone's mouth to get your point across.

 

[mtnman2003]

And one more thought......

Again, Colorado mountains can provide great atmoshpere....

Snowing outside, 24 degrees F, fireplace going, and the mood is SET for kissing.

Lou, Lucky, Cloudy, where are you ladies in my time of need

Mtn

 

[cloudy]

Re: And one more thought......

Again, Colorado mountains can provide great atmoshpere....

Snowing outside, 24 degrees F, fireplace going, and the mood is SET for kissing.

Lou, Lucky, Cloudy, where are you ladies in my time of need

Mtn

Just jump on your white horse and come get me!

 

[Guest]

Here's a little something I've just written. It's about a very special kiss...

We'd just walked into the room and put down our bags. I straightened up, to look at him, and ask him what the plan was.

He grabbed me, startling me.

His hand went to the back of my head, taking hold of my long, thick hair, and he brought his face close to mine; so close I could feel his hot breath on my mouth. He didn't say a word, I couldn't even read his intentions via his face: he was too close and out of focus.

Thoughts raced through my mind, What was he doing? Was he about to get rough with me? What happened next both surprised and delighted me. He pressed his body up against mine and exerted a little pressure on me, encouraging me to walk backwards, towards the corner of the room.

Once there, once literally cornered, unable to move, his mouth went to mine. It was more than a kiss, more than a mouth pressing against another mouth, it was an act of pure, unadulterated lust, with a healthy dose of deep love and understanding.

I reciprocated his kiss, eagerly, with matching desire and hunger. My static, startled uncertainty melted and my arms encircled him, holding his body close to mine. Our heads tilted, enabling us to kiss deeper, the electricity between us constantly increasing. My hand went to the back of his head, holding it, raking my fingernails through his hair.

Our tongues met, flicking in and out of each other's mouths, then circling the other - tasting, probing, sending silent messages. We wanted each other, badly.

His hands travelled down my back and held my ass, squeezing it, delighting me, making me tingle. When his hands moved round to the front and began unzipping my tight leather trousers, I gasped. I needed him. Needed him to touch me.

We were frantic, kissing deep, me moaning into his mouth, transmitting to him my need, my ache, my lust. He knew. He understood exactly what I needed and pushed his hand into my black, lacy knickers.

I continued to hold him, and we never broke the kiss as his fingers touched me, sending quivers through my body. He jammed a finger up inside me and I gasped again. My legs buckled a little, but he held me and never stopped kissing me.

He pushed his finger in and out of me, not holding back, knowing he could bring me to orgasm in no time, not once breaking the kiss.

My moaning increased, and he knew. He knew I was about to come. He fucked me hard with his fingers and kissed me deep with his mouth. I was lost, completely lost in the moment. No other thoughts intruded on that instance of complete ecstasy. He had me, and he was going to take me. And, take me he did.

Lou

 

[cloudy]

Aw, shit, Lou - that was intense!

Bravo!

 

[Honey123]

NOW THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!!!!

 

[Guest]

Aw, shit, Lou - that was intense!

Bravo!

Yes, it was rather!

Thanks, sweetie.

NOW THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!!!!

Cheers, Honey!

Lou

 

[neonlyte]

Coo Lou,
Got me all hot and bothered.

Gonna include it in a story?

NL

 

[Guest]

Coo Lou,
Got me all hot and bothered.

Gonna include it in a story?

NL

Do ya know? I think I just might!

Thanks, Neon!

Lou

 

[ABSTRUSE]

The kiss.
So versatile, It can be intimate, friendly, passionate...it can seal envelopes, it can be blown to the recipient over long distances, it heals wounds....it can block out periods of time, stop a heart, change a life...it can be longed for or never forgotten...it can be scandelous or endearing...the best are the simple ones that land on your cheek and burn there for hours.

I would highly recommend kissing daily.

~A~

 

[Honey123]

That actually made me long for a kiss from someone I wanted a kiss from for a long, long time.

Sometimes just one kiss can make the difference in a day of turmoil.

Sometimes I just want to be folded into the arms of a person and kissed with such passion that it makes my head spin.

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Lou, this is for you, ,thanks. ~A~

 

[The_Fool]

I forgot about this one...


Pressing you
into the wall
my mouth hot
and hungry on
offered neck
Or bruising lips
with teeth
meant to rend
and tear.

Legs wrapped
about my waist
Driving deep
within you
your body cushioning
the blows
pressed up against the wall.

I wallow
in your warm wetness
helpless to my drive
yielding to my touch
neck arched
to the heat
of my mouth.

Nipple sucked
in and out
between my teeth
I bite
until you groan
a taste of salt

 

[Honey123]

So unfair to do that to a girl on a Friday who is already 5 mins into Happy Hour.