Kiss Me, You Fool: Some Tips

It’s Friday, do you know where your lover is?
I’m going into kissing withdrawal. You have to understand, I just absolutely love kissing. It’s really not often we find someone whose mouth fits ours perfectly and whose kissing style works with yours. This relationship has that fit. We could kiss for hours. And do. Among other things, of course. But KISSING… oh!
Now, I’ve got mad kissing skills. I can go soft, gentle, tender. I can deliver a deep, probing kiss that says nothing less than, “Take me now, you beast!” Kissing’s a world of wonderful variety. Long, deep, slow, hard, furtive, ferocious, fun. Whatever works for you. And it ALL works for me.
Why do we kiss with our eyes closed? Ever wonder? Muscle memory, baby. It’s easier to kiss by feel and sensation when you take the visuals out of the equation. I’ve noticed that every time I open my eyes to study a guy mid-kiss, I lose my pacing. Sad, but true. And I know I’m a good multi-tasker, so, hey, it’s a hit to the pride to admit.
I was asked recently to post some kissing tips. I will. I’m not getting into actual techniques today, just tips. So, without ado:

  • It’s best to kiss with your heads off-set at 45-90 degree angles. It allows for better contact, lip-sealage, if you will. Sometimes, though, just contacting is what it’s about. You crank your head up off his lap for a kiss while watching TV, whatever, and then, you go where it takes you. Don’t think so much. Yoda might say, “Do, or do not, there is no think.”
  • Always try to swallow before you kiss. Nobody wants a mouthful of saliva. Moist, not wet. There’s a big difference, and it ain’t just semantics.
  • Get your hands in on the action. Caress their face, hold their neck and pull them to you. Whatever, but it shouldn’t just be about lips.
  • Lips have a great deal of nerves in them, happy nerves. Don’t forget to suck and nibble the lips in between tongue-probing. I love, love, love lip-nibbling and nibbling lips. OH.
  • Do you suck tongue? You should. But for the love of god, try not to be too aggressive! Light sucking, like you’re feasting on a Creamsicle. Use your tongue to toy with theirs as you suck, too, if you like. Lightly drag your teeth up their tongue as you release your prisoner.
  • Every now and then, detour away from the lips to let them get their sensation back. May I recommend dotting their face with light kisses (and light sucking), particularly over the eyebrow hump thingie, the earlobes, and on the neck just under the chin and jawline? Hell, anywhere will do, baby. Money-shot: Back of the neck. Yeah, baby! Me, I kiss every inch of a guy’s face and neck (and more), and just love doing it. They don’t seem to mind, either.
  • Feel free to moan softly during kisses. The vibrations of the moans can add a nice little dimension to the kissing. But, really, don’t go over the top. It’s a mood killer. Soft, barely-there moans. MmmmM.
  • Don’t dominate the kisses. Do quick exchanges of probing. Stay interactive.
  • Sometimes, stop and linger with the lips just hovering in proximity of each other — a half inch or centimetre away. Breathe softly, take quick lip nibbles, and linger teasingly slightly apart. Now’s a great time to lean in for a hard, long kiss. MmMm.

I’ll get into specifics of kissing techniques another time. It’s sort of daunting, actually, trying to think of how to describe tongue moves, et al. But I have a pretty spiffy research subject, and he’s willin’.

Now, get out there and kiss, people. God knows it’s in my plans.

10 thoughts on “Kiss Me, You Fool: Some Tips

  1. Beth

    Another good one, Steff. Kissing is such a personal thing. And you’re right that finding someone whose style fits your own is really, really hard. To this day, my college boyfriend remains the best kisser I’ve ever kissed. I tease him that he’s ruined me for life. No one measures up to him.

  2. scribe called steff

    Yeah, it’s one of those things.

    I know the first night I kissed the Guy, I thought, “Mm, this is, well, ‘nice.'”

    The next time, it improved and was Good. Then it was Even Better.

    And now, it just rocks and rocks and rocks all night long. But we’re very well paired and that’s a pretty important factor. We’re also both really big on Touching. We kiss’n’grope’n’explore for hours, with or without sex.

  3. myself

    Kissing is *such* an important part of intimacy, and I think alot of people tend to forget about the importance of it. It’s something I absolutely adore doing…

    Great post!

  4. The Wrath of Dawn

    It’s a funny thing, being a good kisser. I live in hope of meeting another one some time.

    You go, girl!

  5. Niki

    I can totally relate! My new man & I also spend hours alone on kissing & touching. So much so that my chin gets raw…the price of passion I suppose!

  6. Anonymous

    Oh I couldn’t agree with you more! I had a great friend in Highschool that loved to practice with me. We never dated but helped each other become very very good at it. I have been told on more than one occasion that I am a very good kisser and I pride myself on that.
    Enjoy the Guy…every second of it.

  7. scribe called steff

    Myself — I hope the kissing never stops. Like I sez: Rocks, and rocks, and rocks all night long. Or until about 1:10am, as the case might be. Have a busy day ahead of me and had to take me leave of the Guy.

    There’s something terribly wrong about having to go from naked and warm and content to dressing fully with two jackets and riding through the late night cool spring air. WRONG, I say.

    Dawn — Yeah, good luck on the hunt.

    Me go? I went, I came, etc.

    Niki — Yep, my chin’s chaffed. Damn that Guy!

    Anon — I never had a kissing-practice friend. Bummer. But, hey, I’ve never needed practice. I’s all good. 🙂

    (Enjoying, yes, that’d be the word.)

  8. scribe called steff

    (Although, I have to say the early morning departure’s almost worth it when you hit an air current wafting the scent of a street full of cherry and apple blossoms and honeysuckle or whatever the hell that scent I love is. Almost.)

  9. A Scribe Called Steff

    Beauty is a Theif
    Posted April 29, 2008 at 11:20 pm | Permalink | Edit
    this put me in such a mood to go and kiss a certain someone…too bad their not in my area code right now…
    so glad i found your blog, btw!

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