"Feel like a king cuz I just kissed my baby." - The Meters, Just Kissed My Baby [buy the album]
More often than not, when a woman leans in to kiss me for the first time she goes for my bottom lip. More round and full than the upper, it's like a homing signal to the uninitiated. She will lean in, eyes closing as she's locked on target and place her mouth on that one lip.
There's also a tendency for this first timer to head directly to the sucking of that lip. Now, in the heat of making out, lip-sucking is divine. You can nibble on it if you like. We're having fun and passion and hot lip on lip action.
But on this, our maiden voyage, can't I actually get my mouth on yours and not have your teeth snagging on my upper lip and give me a little time to learn the contours of your face, to learn the rhythm of our breathing and get in tune, to have my eyes closed wondering if the pictures in my mind are matching the images in yours before you start literally sucking my face?
Why does kissing you, first timer, so often make me feel like my mouth has been in a heavyweight fight?
Be easy, my dear. I know we are in this bar and we have had these drinks but let's take it slow. My kisses aren't sprints. My lips run marathons.
And, i'm just sayin', I'll bad kiss you here all you want but I don't think you're making the after-party and you sure as hell won't be here for breakfast in the morning.
My mouth has standards.
My kisses aren't sprints. My lips run marathons. You pimp. I get exactly what you're saying though.