Kisses

When I was 15, I lived in Arizona and was horny as hell (big surprise). I was also terribly shy, and I used to listen to "The Loveline" with Dr. Drew and Adam Corolla. They said, that when you're going for the first kiss and you're too shy to say anything, to just tap on your lips. Tapping in a way that indicates, "let's kiss" is what's on your mind.

So here I am, 15 years old and sitting under the mall escalators with Kelly. I looked her in the eyes and tapped my lips. She rose an eye brow and asked, "What's that supposed to mean?" I gulped, and almost choked as I sputtered out... "It means I want to kiss you."

She ever so confidently pulled her hair back, and leaned in to kiss me. It was....amazing :) they were delicate kisses with coquettish flicks of tongue. (<-props to T) When we were finished, I could see the guy working at the lottery booth staring at us. By the look on his face :O it must have been a sexy-ass kiss. I took her by the hand, and led her past him, and I smiled, blushed and felt on top of the world.

We made out more, in the back seat of my friends car. I had her lying down while he drove with his girl in the front passenger seat. Kelly and I were going at it, HARD. I was such a sloppy kisser that when we were finished, she had to wipe my saliva off of her mouth and chin. I still remember many details about her. Her hazel eyes. I even remember her first, middle and last name. *sagely nod*

The last girl I loved, Cyan, had a little rosebud mouth. So cute :3 and I remember with great clarity one particular night that we tried to kiss passionately while having sex...

Our faces passed each other as we moved up and down, and we tried to time our kisses so that our mouths would meet one another. Her puckered lips met my chin during an upstroke. Mine met the tip of her nose on the way down. She closed her eyes and made the "O" face. Still, despite all the inaccuracy of our smooches, I tried to make out with her. But at the same time, I continued thrusting in and out of her. We moaned, gasped, and the breeze of her heavy breathing cooled the sweat on my neck. The kisses became salty, mixed with the flavor of her pussy. When we were done, we laid there together, tangled, exhausted and satisfied.