Tell me about your best kiss!

In My Humble Opinion
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I had the best kiss ever this weekend, so I thought I’d share it with you guys. If you have a “best kiss” story, post it here!

A friend of mine introduced me to this guy. We had seen each other around but hadn’t ever really hung out until last Friday. We were at a friends house watching a movie, and when the movie got over I decided it was about time I should be heading home. Well it was pouring down rain outside and I told him that he didn’t have to walk me to my car (because he said he wanted to). Needless to say, we both ended up running out to my car and as we stood there in the downpour he reached over to put his arms around my waist and we started to kiss. And kiss. And kiss some more. We must have stood in the rain for 15 minutes just kissing. It was the best thing ever. Did I mention it was 40 degrees outside and I wasn’t even cold? But that was probably the best kiss I have ever had. It was just so different and romantic. And today he left for Tennessee and I probably won’t ever see him again. But thats okay, at least I got a kiss!

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I would say it was while I was on a cruise last Summer. I met a woman at a bar and we had spent several hours dancing together. While we were dancing, I really felt a spark between us. I sensed in her eyes/body language that she was genuinely interested in me- I didn’t let my previously low self-esteem think badly of it. After dancing for a long time, we decided to go outside, at the stern of the ship to watch the ocean.

It was a clear night, the only sound was the rush of water coming out the stern of the boat as it steamed northward. I looked in her eyes, and just kissed her. It was just perfect timing, and that’s what made it so great. I was able to correctly gauge the situation, which is a big step forward for me. I didn’t act like a cad, and I didn’t choke when the moment came. It meant a lot, because it gave me hope that I could actually pull off this whole ‘flirting’ thing :slight_smile:

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I would say it was while I was on a cruise last Summer. I met a woman at a bar and we had spent several hours dancing together. While we were dancing, I really felt a spark between us. I sensed in her eyes/body language that she was genuinely interested in me- I didn’t let my previously low self-esteem think badly of it. After dancing for a long time, we decided to go outside, at the stern of the ship to watch the ocean.

It was a clear night, the only sound was the rush of water coming out the stern of the boat as it steamed northward. I looked in her eyes, and just kissed her. It was just perfect timing, and that’s what made it so great. I was able to correctly gauge the situation, which is a big step forward for me. I didn’t act like a cad, and I didn’t choke when the moment came. It meant a lot, because it gave me hope that I could actually pull off this whole ‘flirting’ thing :slight_smile:

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A long, long time ago in a land far away… I was 20, and having been a late bloomer I was kind of new to the world of men and kissing and all that. My best friend had a party at her cabin in the woods, and some hot guys came over. We were playing some drinking game where this one particular guy, I’ll call him Sam, had to kiss my friend. She was stunned, said it was one amazing kiss.
I didn’t get to kiss him that night, but a couple of weeks later we ran into him at the bar. We danced most of the night, and then, during one slow song, he kissed me. Dayum, did he kiss me. That kiss immediately sent me into a tizzy; I had to hold on to the wall to keep from falling down.
We started dating and he turned out to be impotent and abusive. He dumped me a couple of months into it, and I really thank him now for that. But I’ll always remember that kiss.

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A long, long time ago in a land far away… I was 20, and having been a late bloomer I was kind of new to the world of men and kissing and all that. My best friend had a party at her cabin in the woods, and some hot guys came over. We were playing some drinking game where this one particular guy, a real smokin’ hottie, had to kiss my friend. She was stunned, said it was one amazing kiss.
I didn’t get to kiss him that night, but a couple of weeks later we ran into him at the bar. We danced most of the night, and then, during one slow song, he kissed me. Dayum, did he kiss me. That kiss immediately sent me into a tizzy; I had to hold on to the wall to keep from falling down.
We started dating and he turned out to be impotent and abusive. He dumped me a couple of months into it, and I really thank him now for that. But I’ll always remember that kiss.

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A long, long time ago in a land far away… I was 20, and having been a late bloomer I was kind of new to the world of men and kissing and all that. My best friend had a party at her cabin in the woods, and some hot guys came over. We were playing some drinking game where this one particular guy, a real smokin’ hottie, had to kiss my friend. She was stunned, said it was one amazing kiss.
I didn’t get to kiss him that night, but a couple of weeks later we ran into him at the bar. We danced most of the night, and then, during one slow song, he kissed me. Dayum, did he kiss me. That kiss immediately sent me into a tizzy; I had to hold on to the wall to keep from falling down.
We started dating and he turned out to be impotent and abusive. He dumped me a couple of months into it (actually I have a feeling my father reached out and touched him and made him dump me). But I’ll always remember that kiss.

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::Bows, waves::

And don’t forget to tip your waitresses! I’ll be here all week!

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NYC, Limelight, mid-1980s. Cute Wall Streeter. Welded my stockings to my shoes he was so good.

Can’t even remember his name.

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So, trublmakr, tell me again about that kiss. . . :wink:

Mine was my first kiss from Harborwolf. I’d been making hints, flirting, EVERYTHING to send the message to him that I was really interested. One night, we spent a wonderful evening walking and walking and talking and talking. You know those nights where you never run out of things to say? Anyway, sometime in the middle of the night, he walked me to my door and just stood there for a moment before turning to go. I asked him to wait a minute, then told him that he wasn’t going anywhere before he kissed me. He kissed me so seetly that I felt like I was having an out of body experience, and my knees felt like they were melting. When the kiss was over, I just stood there for a minute, like I was in a trance.’

I love him so much.

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Mine was with the guy who’s now my husband. We were in college, in my dorm room, and we’d only met a couple months earlier. There was a strong attraction between us but I was still involved with a long-distance boyfriend. That relationship had been falling apart and I had been unwilling to admit it, but it was becoming clear to me. Meanwhile I knew this guy was really sweet on me. I forget what led up to it, but he asked if he could just have a kiss from me. We’d both intended just to do a little peck on the lips, but when my lips met his, they parted, and we had this intense, toe-curling, deeply tender kiss. When we finally stopped the kiss, we both looked at each other, stunned, and said “wow…” Yeah, that helped me make the decision. :smiley:

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This was a few years ago, at the first big university party I went to. It was at a club on the top floor of a tall building.

I was in a sort of secret relationship at the time, so there were no public displays of affection between me and my guy. But I looked really good that night and I was doing my best to drive him absolutely crazy. As we were leaving, we found ourselves alone in the elevator. The second the doors closed, I was against the wall getting the kiss of my life. I was a little drunk, my ears were buzzing from the club music, and the kiss was almost enough to make me faint.

Things eventually fell apart, I haven’t seen him in years, but I will always remember that kiss.

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Best? Not sure. But the most memorable was one long ago in Tokyo, when I was on my way home from a night of barhopping with my then girlfriend. I was on the last train, and most passengers were a bit drunk. On the way down the stairs from the platform to the street, a young woman beside me stumbled and would have fallen, except that she landed in my arms. We stumbled down the stairs together, and when we got to the street, a taxi pulled up. The door popped open (they do that automatically in Tokyo), and just before she got in the cab, we embraced and kissed, with surprising passion. She then got in the taxi and disappeared from my life forever.

The next morning at work, my girlfriend was unusually cool. (We worked together.) It later came out that one of her students, who knew that we worked together but didn’t know that we were a couple, had witnessed the kiss, and reported it to my girlfriend in class the next morning. Even in a city of 12 million people, there are no secrets.

But perhaps the best (or was it the worst?) was with Lisa, in grad school. Left me with a chipped tooth. I later found the chip of enamel in my bed. Fifteen years later, I still rub my thumbnail in that chip when I’m thinking.

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A few years ago, I was spending a summer working in Savannah. I didn’t know anyone there, and the summer was shaping up to be a pretty lonesome time.

In the evenings, I would ride my bicycle around the old part of the city, past all the grand old houses and the bed-and-breakfasts there.

One late afternoon as I was riding past a B&B I saw a really pretty young woman unloading some luggage from the back of her car. I smiled at her and she at me, and then she waved me down. She asked me if I was a local, and could I direct her to________ (I don’t recall which local landmark). We chatted a bit and I learned she was a nurse, passing through on the way to a new job in North Carolina.

I asked if she had plans for the evening, and offered to show her around town. She quickly said yes.

That night, after strolling around River Street for a while, we decided to head out to Tybee Island (the closest beach). We stopped at a grocery store and picked up some wine, some grapes, and a few light snacks.

Out on the island it was a perfect night. There was a crescent moon coming up over the horizon. The air was warm, with a nice breeze blowing in from the Atlantic. The surf was up a bit, and the waves were crashing noisily on the shore.

We climbed up onto a lifeguard stand, and there we sat and passed the bottle of wine back and forth as we talked for a while.

We finished the wine. She took out the grapes and, smiling suggestively, put one into my mouth. I leaned over to kiss her, and as we kissed, I passed the grape to her, intact. We kept kissing, and soon she passed the grape back to me. It went back and forth a few times, and then I pulled back just slightly and, leaning over her and holding the grape between my teeth, bit down. The juice from the grape flowed into her open mouth, and she drank it down greedily, as we pulled each other close, and held on tightly.

The rest of the evening went well, and the rest of the weekend, until my new friend left town.

We got together after that, but only a couple of times, and we never managed to build anything close to permanent. Still I remember that night in Savannah and that kiss and always smile at the memory.

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It was on our second lunch date almost 9 years ago. Cardsfan and I had just finished lunch and he walked me out to my car. He put his hand on my waist and pulled me closer to him. I don’t remember anything else.

The earth seemed to have stopped, no noise, no wind, or anything else. My knees actually started to buckle. I do not remember driving back to my office, nor what I did for the next 5 hours of work. A total timestopper that kiss was.

After 9 years, he still stops the world when he kisses me like that. Probably why I married him :wink: