OK, I have dated good kissers before. No big. I like to think of myself as a pretty good kisser.

This man, however; this Mr. Tall, takes it to another level. I swear, I astroplaned or some shit.

It was the kind of kissing in which it’s not super-crazy or all grabby-grabby, but you just don’t Ever Want To Stop. Slow and smooth and so fucking perfect.

And if I have a bit of a raw chin from stubble, what of it?

I had a great time on my date, and we are going out again Wednesday night (midweek, because I AM moving this weekend, damn it).

This is exciting stuff. I’m having a lot of fun. I’m not thinking about what could be or what might happen, I’m just rolling with it, and it’s pretty damned awesome.

Happy Weekend.

7 Responses to “In Which I Die…”

  • lee says:

    so we can take that to mean that you didn’t end your date with your head in his lap after all?

    i’m changing my name on here after today for the sake of consistency. i’m lunalissa on twitter, my icon is the old blue schwinn bike. i’m not schizophrenic, i was just hiding from my old boss. he had too much hair product and not enough niceness. he was the meanest gay man i ever knew!

    so yeah, you know more about me than you thought you knew!

  • ReaderGrrrl says:

    I’m so envious, that kind of kissing is to DIE for! And I know exactly what you mean by the raw chin from stubble, I have that a little bit too, from last week when, in one day, I kissed TWO guys after 5pm. You know, just to make sure their techniques were acceptable. ;)

  • Kari says:

    Eeee – Yay! :-)

  • Melanie says:

    Mmmmm…good kissing. It’s just the best, isn’t it?

  • Amy S. says:

    Perfectly wonderful news!

  • Irene says:

    A good kisser really is hard to find!
    Enjoy

  • John in Phoenix says:

    Oh indeed the art of the ‘Perfect kiss” is one that too many men just don’t understand at all. I am tickled that you found one of the few that understands that sometimes, Less = More where a pair of lips meeting is concerned. Just a gentle caress that lingers and then moves forward for a bit more intent, yet holding back juuuust enough to almost be accused of being foreplay in the best sense. *sigh*

    I LOVE kissing a man that is willing to allow both us us to take the time to really enjoy the erotic lovemaking of the lingering kiss. There is always time to involve the rest of our bodies in the “let’s go for it” part of things, but true Lovemaking begins with no less than an amazing kissing session in my opinion. Enjoy sweetie !!!

    *MWAH* John in Phoenix

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