I use to hate kissing. I was a virgin until I was 19 and married. I hadnt had a chance to experiment with kissing in my teenage years. The few people that I did kiss were not, imo, very good and I always felt that I was gonna gag when somebody rudely thrust their tongue down my throat and drenched me in saliva. It seemed that all the men I had kissed were way too eager. I started to feel that kissing was a little too intimate and so I kissed few people on the mouth. Just the thought of kissing made me cringe. I guess I didn't understand the fine art of kissing, so to speak.
That all changed a couple of months ago when a southern gentleman gave me a kiss that made my knees go weak. He didn't go all "frenchy" on me. It was a sweet, gentle kiss with sultry undertones that made my pulse race and made me eager for more. I suddenly understood what people meant when they spoke about how delightful kissing could be.
This man knows who he is and I want to thank him from the bottom of my heart. You have opened up a whole new, romantic world for me. I am eternally grateful. I think that some of my recent dates are happy about it too.
My sweet, Leo friend, I hope you know that I love you.
Robyn
PS. Anybody want to share your sweetest kiss experience?