Your Best Kiss

Describe YourBestKiss here.

Now, I'd figure, we have our "firstkiss" but some of them sound so...disheartning. So, I figure, we should put our best kisses up here. Now, this shouldn't be an ego-boost page like "*blank* is the best kisser!". This isn't for endorsing your fling\boyfriend\girlfriend\whatever. Just tell us what it was like.

At camp, after the hug circle, we had been kissing on the cheek back and forth all night. Then I walked her back to her cabin, and we just looked into each other's eyes for a eternity-long moment, and kissed.

In the kitchen, putting groceries away, we learn over to one another and kiss, as we do so many times a day, and I find myself amazed and rejoicing at the feel of his warm lips.

right I'm leaving my freinds whom I had just met, Im leaving the place I had just arrived. leaving the sweet smells of food cooked by those same friends, I'm standing here in the airport wating my turn in line. people ae just a blure of hussle and bussle. my brain is screaming "Why must I leave? Why?" but then my mind is suked back into reality and, my sister and I set our bags down to be taged. I feel an arm on my back I turn I know who it is she had come with us in the car I had watched her the entire way not wanting to miss a moment of her beautie, i wrap my arms around her i look into her eyes, I can see love in them. she leans in closer to me I feel her breth closs to my face then we kiss it was over so fast and yet it seemed like eturnity, and not just a quick kiss it was a kiss like none other I had receved, it was a good bye kiss filled with love, compassion, maby a hint of sarrow. every thing she is was in that kiss it was like I could feel her sole slipping thrue mine. Then I turn then I walk away I turn slightly I wave smile and vanish into the croud...

no names mentiond but i thank that pirson and that pirson knows who they are. signed: Thomas

Mmmmmmm.....sitting backstage in the little green room (but it's not green, it's hazy blue and all the faces are just shadows playing off the half light, a glimpse of his eye, here and there). People keep flooding in and out waiting for there time to go onstage, but he is always there, running a hand up and down my leg, stareing at me so intently I can see it clearly even in the darkness. Finnally, everyone is gone. We look at each other and talk about nothing for a while, his hand still tracing my calf. He get's up, time for him to go onstage and leave me in the darkness. We haven't kissed in two months. He leaves the room and I stare at the wall. All of a sudden, his lips are on mine, a soft kiss, lips barely touching, quick, only a few seconds. "What was that for?" "I just....had to...."Candra

Well, I was sitting outside on a warm afternoon on a large patch of grass and a beautiful young lass had their head in my lap. We were rubbing noses, and all of a sudden, she kisses me. Now, I didn't have time to prepare so I ask for another chance. We kiss for along time, my head bending down to meet hers, and let me tell you, it was INCREDIBLE

Ben S.

• mel giggles and asks if you said yay after that one too

oh.

standing in the green park, people all around, hugging, saying good bye, last day we'll ever see each other, you held me forever, and i pulled away, i don't like long goodbyes. i knew you didn't like me like that, i knew it, and yet then suddenly you were kissing me, were you surprised? that was the most surprised kiss i've ever had. i forgot everything else. did you know i knew i loved you for that brief space of time? and your lips were so warm and sweet and your arms, which you say i fit perfectly in, so strong. i remember the sun and the wind playing with our hair as we stood there...it lasted forever, or was it five seconds? you made me happy. did you really mean to kiss my nose instead of my lips? i don't believe you, maybe i do.

but it was beautiful, wasn't it. it was. it was.

i got in the car and shut the door. good bye.

you followed me.

~jafe.

Now I remember the answer to the question you always ask me.

After that kiss.... after that kiss my only desire was to get to Portland. I would have left Catie, Dylan and Serena behind. I was ready to spend my last fifteen dollars on a bus ticket, with no thought of anything after and no way to get home. That was the best kiss. Not only for the kiss, but for everything that has come after. That was the last time I really wanted anything

Nick

this is much more like it.

 and yet i still digress! how can i pin-point? perhaps i should avoid such
situations, says my heart. but i love to tell stories, especially when the
stories are worth telling. but this page requests one specific story, and
while in honesty i have the goods i still wonder.. and wonder and wonder.
 
 as i sat atop an 86 chevrolet capris, the yellow street-lamp was aglow like
a hallow behind a very specific gent's face. he had had me all day long, but
could only keep me until this late... as humidity hung in 4th of july
weather. dust and dirt had transferred from the hood of the car (tool and
jimi hendrix stickers) to the back of my shirt (¢25 at thrift village),
while i lay and spout the injustices of having a mother that thought little
of my taste in men. this man was looking at the moon, while his mountain
bike lay propped against my curb; and suddenly i was upright with my legs
swinging at the back bumper as i had done so on that very car so many years
before. but in this case scenario, my hands were on the face of a man i had
so thoroughly adored for far too long a time. his hands were on my hips.
mid-sentance, smiling he caught me right on the lips, pulled me closer and
closer until there was no longer such a concept... and with kissing as a
progressive constant, in-between times he would smile at me through
small-frame glasses and say how he needed to go home. he'd be riding home,
and i'd point out it was late. and with what repeatively should've been the
big-bang "farewell" kiss, he would hold my fingers as he pulled away -- but
only to come back smiling, to stand for longer. he made so much progress as
to end up sitting on his mountain bike, turning slightly awkwardly as he
kissed me while he sat there, in front of the street-lamp glow. and he'd say
he didn't want to stop, and that he'd see me soon, and i'd laugh as if i had
nothing better to say. and we looked at each other a moment, as if to really
decide it was to end, and i put my hands on his face again. i kissed him so
smilingly. then he rode away.

~naomi, questionably

Fiona knows that everyone will know who she's talking about, but she's still not naming names.

We'd been walking around all day in huge groups, and after everything was over, several of us decided to go to the beach, so we did. Said person and I broke off from the group after a while and walked hand in hand down the beach, watching the sun and the ocean and the waves hitting the beach and everything was just so.... picturesque. We stopped after a while and just stood there watching the horizon, and then I gave him a hug... or maybe he hugged me. I don't really remember. Then I looked up at him and just looked at his face. Studied it, really. And this time, the kiss came more slowly than the ones before. It gave us time to have our faces *that* close for a second before our lips met. It felt more.... I can't find a word to describe it. There just aren't enough adjectives. But the small small wait before we kissed was somehow really.... just... I don't know. But it was a really good kiss.

• mike grins and misses Cali

this page makes me smile even more than YourFirstKiss.