kiss me

I’ve been itching to make a singularly good post about kissing. I don’t really know why. Probably because of the fact that I’m addicted to it. Seriously. But then again, I realized that I don’t really want to write about it. I WANT TO DO IT!

Still, since I’m here writing and all, I guess it wouldn’t hurt writing a couple of things about the issue.

Before anything else, don’t get me wrong. Though I claim to be a Kissing Addict, I tend to follow my own ethics in kissing.

Well then. About kissing. Hmm.. Well for one thing, it’s quite fun for me as long as I don’t get into trouble. Since I was just a pre-schooler, I was brought up with kisses. I was practically bathed with kisses from whoever would take care of me as a little kid. That’s actually what I’m doing with my little siblings. Always a peck and a smack time after time. I totally agree with Dustin Hoffman in the movie Meet the Fockers when he said that we should “Fockerize” children, meaning to kiss and hug them all the time as they grow up.

When I grew up, I started avoiding kisses from parents and elder relatives to build up my macho look. Then I realized that it’s actually the kisses that will fulfill your machism, provided that the ones kissing you or the ones you kiss are “the girls”, pertaining to pretty girls not your relatives. Though I saw this Smallville episode where Clark gives Lana an odd innocent kiss on the lips. Lana (obviously wanting more) replies, “Come on Clark, I’m not your cousin.”

I was young and you cannot blame me if I was really shallow about the issue. I always thought it was black and white. But I knew better as I grew and started to think things over.

About my first kiss. Honestly, I have this feeling that all first kisses are horrible! It’s just the fact that it was your first that makes it really really great. I don’t know. It’s an opinion I guess. Mine was sloppy and wet. It was horrible but it was fun. She smelled great. I never expected that girls’ breath were actually very exciting.

After a few tries, I managed to get the hang of it. The trick to keep it simple for the first time is to kiss the lips. Period. Don’t open your mouth too wide and don’t stiffen. Relax. And yes, CLOSE THOSE DARN EYES! Trust me. It wouldn’t do you any good to see her face upclose while kissing.

If you want, add a little tongue. But not in the first kiss.

Tongue. I guess that’s the thing that makes it very addictive for me. It sort of brings a tingle to my spine to feel the soft tongue rolling and sliding with mine. Wet and wild.

I’m no mean expert in kissing. I’ve done it a hundred times of course but I didn’t actually have the time to ennumerate or analyze each one of them. I was too busy feeling the sensation. For me, kissing is like art, it’s far more enjoyable when you experience it rather than when you study it.

But if you insist here’s one link about 26 Kinds of Kisses. It’s quite fun and informative. Very creative.

Okay that’s that. Enough writing, time to kiss somebody now. n_n

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