The Art of Kissing
I like kissing. Hell, who doesn’t? (and if you dont, what the hell is wrong with you?) I could never commit to a man for the rest of my life if he wasn’t a good kisser. Call me shallow but I just can’t imagine being in love with a person who can’t kiss.
I remember getting drunk one night and I ended up making out with this guy. He was hawt - tall, dark and handsome (oh and hung like a horse - oops!) but guess what? GUESS WHAT?
He was a terrible kisser. Awful. Just bad. Like he wasn’t in to tongue action. Trust me, I don’t like a bunch of sloppy tongue kissing, slurping, etc. Ewww, gross. But come on, give me some tongue!
He really didn’t. So I didn’t kiss him anymore. Which was a shame cos he had all that other stuff going for him…
So am I shallow? Is kissing important to you? Have you ever been kissed and thought, “Ewwww?” Have you ever had high expectations and then be let down? That’s how I felt about handsome guy. How about having low expectations and then you kiss and you’re like OMG. Aw yeah, those are the best.
June 20th, 2007 at 12:27 am
Yeah there was really only one guy I could have kissed for hours. I think. Sheeze I forget. As we established in my first post, I think I’m still waiting for that one guy who can kiss me and make my toes curl.
June 20th, 2007 at 12:28 am
Those pictures are making me hot.
So my first kiss was when I was iin seventh grade and it was with a guy named Chris. I had a crush on him, but he didn’t like me that much. So we went into the closet and he proceeded to shove his tongue down my throat. I called him “The Snake” after that.
June 20th, 2007 at 12:41 am
Okay how crazy, Feist. My first kiss was pretty much a peck, so I skip it. Totally spilling the first kiss details
My first REAL kiss (tongue and all) was with a guy named Chris too!(I think?) And it was a fabulous kiss might I say. Or the whole night was fabulous. We were at a party and the power went out. So we all started grabbing blankets and cuddling on the floor. Anyway, we ended up cuddle buddies and made out.
He was kind of alternative, wore Hawaii shirts(this was like 11 years ago when hawaii shirts were retro. God, am I that old?) Anyway, he was pretty cool. And then I never saw him again. Probably better, I was in a mess of a thing with another guy at the same time.
June 20th, 2007 at 12:44 am
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June 20th, 2007 at 1:27 am
Mark was the first boy to kiss me on the mouth and I punched him square in his face because he got my dress dirty.
I was in the first grade.
June 20th, 2007 at 1:30 am
Ms. Lee, you are a trip and a half.
I love you. 
June 20th, 2007 at 1:34 am
June 20th, 2007 at 3:51 am
Great post Karen, and great pics too!
Actually I’m a kiss whore. I could kiss forever and if you’re a good kisser, I’m so easy.
I’ve had two kisses that I wasn’t expecting anything from and impacted me deeply. The first guy I married, then second I nearly got arrested for be half naked and making out in his car.
MMMM, yeah, kissing is gooooood!
June 20th, 2007 at 9:17 am
Hey Karen!
I think kissing is sexier than just about anything, I love kissing, watching, reading, writing, doing — kissing is so important. I have an entire book here a friend gave me on kissing (No, not an instructional manual, thank you very much…), but a little volume called “On Kissing” by Adrianne Blue, and it’s just all legends, stories, histories, etc of you got it, kissing. It’s really kind of cool.
But yeah, bad kissing — I guess we’ve all come across some bad kissers, and it’s sad, but it is the worst. Or maybe the worst is if someone is a good kisser, but then a bad…
You know, the kissing gets your hopes up and then whoops. ;) Either way, bad kissing, well, we just have to scour it from the memory as best we can.
I have some great kissing memories with boyfriends, though, the hours-long make-out sessions, especially with dh. ;) On our first official date we went to a local nature trail and stopped at every bench to kiss, LOL.
Sam
June 20th, 2007 at 10:51 am
I too was kissed in the first grade when the teacher wasn’t looking-by a cute little blond boy. I bopped him upside the head.
{I was young and foolish lol}
I have had a LOT of bad kisses, a few bright spots {most memorable is that train guy I told Feisty about}
But no kisses can compare to Cookie’s.
June 20th, 2007 at 2:54 pm
Kisses are just hot. Honestly, a kiss can do so much. It can convey deep emotion, like love or desire. On the flip side it can be prompted from something as dark as anger or control. Still, when it’s done right, it makes even the strongest females go a little weak in the knees.
June 20th, 2007 at 4:42 pm
Yep, I totally agree with you! The way a person kisses can be a deal breaker, or maker.
Honestly, a man to know how to kiss if he’s the only one you’re going to be kissing for the rest of your life!
And yeah, I can definitely remember a few “Ewwww” kisses in the past. But why are they usually from hot guys? Do they miss out on the kissing gene because of their looks?
Heeeeee. Heeeeeeeee.
June 20th, 2007 at 4:44 pm
Damn, my post got all jumbled up there.
Yep, I totally agree with you! The way a person kisses can be a deal breaker, or maker.
Honestly, a man HAS to know how to kiss if he’s the only one you’re going to be kissing for the rest of your life!
And yeah, I can definitely remember a few “Ewwww” kisses in the past. But why are they usually from hot guys? Do they miss out on the kissing gene because of their looks?
Heeeeee. Heeeeeeeee.
It’s great to be married to a man that has it all! ;)
June 20th, 2007 at 4:53 pm
I say Kissing is HUGELY important. You can find toys to uhmm enhance or replace other things that are lacking, but kissing is a must!
June 20th, 2007 at 6:42 pm
I love hearing everyone’s kissing stories! Such fun and no surprise to also hear how important kissing is to you. I love a good makeout session! It doesn’t even have to lead to
June 20th, 2007 at 7:41 pm
I love kissing. Luckily I married a guy I could kiss forever.
But on to the juicy stuff…before I was married, I was definitely a kissing bandit.
My poor husband. At the end of our first date, he dropped me off at home and said, “I really want to kiss you but I won’t since it’s our first date.” I was horrified (but also thought he was such a gentleman) and told him that I preferred to kiss on first date. So we kissed. Ah…so special.
I found out a couple years ago that what he said was a total LINE intended to make me kiss him.
