Kiss Me There To Show Me What You’re Feeling. ♕

Kiss Me There Upon My Hand.

Have you ever thought about how much meaning there is behind a kiss? It matters how hard or soft it is.  And where it is that those lips touch, of course.  I am a “kiss on the cheek” type.  A hello and goodbye peck type of person. I have been known to have left the party and got into my car, remembering that I had forgotten to kiss someone goodbye.  I’d run right back in again. There is something about a goodbye peck on the cheek that sends the message that you care and you’ll miss them until you see them again.

I long for the times that the stories talk about the ones the fairytales are made out of. They leave me waiting for a real gentleman. A knight in shining armor upon a white horse to say hello. How nice it is to meet me and kiss me there upon my hand. Such a sweet and romantic gesture is also submissive when you think about it, maybe that’s why it seems so appealing to me.

Kiss Me There Just Upon My Head.

I remember the kisses I used to get on the top of my head, reminding me how good I was and well-behaved. It’s funny. I have stories from as far as I remember with kisses like that. Now, a fully grown, mature woman. I still crave that. But even now, the meaning is a little different. If the right man should kiss me there, it will send a chill down my body and make my knees start to buckle.  Although it still shows me that I’m behaving, it tightens things lower in me, knowing that it’s just the start of pleasures to come later.

We all have those little spots, tender, sensitive, almost ticklish spots where I’ll beg someone to kiss me there. I wish I could name a single place and have a certain unique little point in my body that got so aroused by your lips. But I don’t have one; I have many. To get me going, I mean REALLY going. Start at my ear, and kiss soft and slow. Next, move your way down my neck across my collarbone with your soft lips. Then, moving your lips down across my breasts, noticing how hard my nipples are.

Please. Yes,  There, Too.

Slowly, goosebumps cover my body from the light little touches of your lips. This makes my temperature rise, and all my juices flow, warming my most sensitive areas. Each little peck is just as soft as the last.  But as you trail down across my stomach over my belly button and further down still, each one feels more intense. The feeling of your soft wet lips on my skin is the key to opening up the gate as you kiss me there on the inside of my thigh. Magically, my legs spread wide. You kiss me there on my soft, wet little pink pussy. But then the kissing will have to stop because I am going to need much more than you to kiss me there.

Where do you like to be kissed?