Desires of the Lips

Do you remember your first kiss? I do. The simple pleasure of pure ecstasy joining with the unrelenting draw of your lips to his. For me, it was the most breath-taking, incredible, most satisfying life fulfillment I have ever experienced. Once you've had that first taste of another soul's lips pressed hard but gently against your own, its intoxicating and addictive. It is as if the world stops and everything feels hazy around you. The only thing left visible is the one your kissing. The feeling of that first kiss never leaves your senses. Even to this day, after years between me and that day, I can still close my eyes and imagine it perfectly...not so much who I was kissing but the way it made me feel, the way it made me deeply desire more, the way I wanted that moment to last forever.


That first kiss, first love, first man is long gone out of my life but the desire to be kissed still lives on. With him, I thought I knew what happy was, what satisfied was, I thought I really knew what love was. However looking at where I am now as to where I was then, I was merely semi-happy, faking satisfaction, and luxuriously lusting deeply for a person I thought I knew.


Being here, with you, looking into your eyes filled with passion...I crave to feel the touch of your lips. I stroke your lips with my finger, memorizing the design and the way they feel. Something about this action makes the desire stronger and stronger to kiss you, to taste you. Who knows what the first kiss of a true love can feel like. If your my true love, it must be multitudes better than the desire feels. However that feels, I have no idea...as the desire is the strongest feeling I have ever felt. I want to feel you kissing me hard, so much better than that first kiss. My last first kiss is the desire of my lips.

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