KISSING
I love to kiss a woman. Okay, so I'm hardly the first person to make this statement, but for me it has a special meaning. When I say I love to kiss a woman, these words are meant not only as an affirmation of my sexuality but also to show that I'm drawing a comparison with kissing a man. I've kissed lots of men, and slept with more than fifty (though not all at the same time!) so I reckon I'm suitably qualified to make the comparison. By contrast, I've kissed less than twenty women (in a sexual or romantic way) so I've got a lot of catching up to do.
Anyway, every kiss with a woman has given me a special buzz that I never got with a man, not even with the guys whom I got quite serious about. It would be a total cliché to say a woman's kiss is more tender than a man's, adding the old chestnut about women being soft and gentle, so I won't say it. Nor do I honestly believe it. For me, the buzz of kissing a woman is something quite raw and sexual. I do actually shiver when my lips touch another woman's mouth, or when my tongue meets hers for the first time. Every kiss with a woman feels like the first kiss I ever had with anybody: it's exciting and new, like an unexplored planet.
I discussed this topic with my ex-girlfriend Susan and my half-sister Trish. Susan reckoned that I get a shivery buzz from kissing a woman because the biggest part of my previous sexual experience has been hetero, which therefore makes any lesbian encounter seem thrilling, or even illicit. Trish, on the other hand, wondered if I might be regarding the lips of a woman as symbolic of the vagina, the kiss being a subtle way of saying to the woman: My lips will feel like this when they lick your pussy.
Of the two explanations, I'm inclined to think that my sister's analysis is maybe the correct one. It certainly sounds pretty damn hot when I think about it.
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Kissing. Copyright © Lucy Yasmin Ogur 2006.