What is it about those hot couples who hold hands and stare lovingly into each others eyes? Is it chemistry, perhaps pheromones, astrology, or something else. Isn’t it bloomin great when you click with someone in the bedroom. Of course, there are some people I can’t stand. Now I know it’s astrology that makes us opposites. Or have you ever met those people who you actually dread to see? I have that sometimes.
So that chemistry in the bedroom. Who have I had it with? Jay, Lewis, Jason, and of course, Rick. Jay was a filthy fuck who really dominated me, and had his wicked way with all my holes. Lewis was one of my best kissers, and our sexual chemistry was electric. Well I fucking wrote a story about him. Jason was a knob to me but turned me on something chronic. What I loved about Rick was his giving side. He would always fight to eat me out. Divine.
I wonder today, deep in thought, how many people we meet in our lifetime who we share that sexual chemistry with, where you want to rip your partners clothes off. I could never settle for boring lovemaking. I want experimentation phases, lots of foreplay, and a guy who can’t keep his hands off me, but kisses are a biggie for me.
Crap kissers, and I’ve had some in my time, do nothing for me. A good kiss works together with their partners lips and experiments. I could have a crush on the hottest guy in the world, and I might fancy him lots, but if his kiss is bad, the attraction goes. Yes, I’m fussy but you’ve got to be in this life. I want extraordinary.
A good kisser makes me wet in seconds. A kiss is foreplay, if it’s good there will be more fun. There are some kisses, like with Lewis, where you could just kiss them for hours and hours and not get sick of it. Others get boring. Now I know it’s astrological chemistry we shared. Amazing!
Kiss is so erotic, and if your lips share a chemistry, lucky you.
