NOT-SO-WHISPER WEDNESDAY: Lips
Happy Hump Day! I hope you’re all enjoying your final week of classes before the summer break.
This week I want to talk about lips. Not those lips, you perverts, the ones on your face. I want to talk about lips because they are what make my favorite encounter possible, kissing. I have kissed roughly 20 odd individuals in my lifetime so far, so I can honestly say that different lips make a different kiss. Yes, yes it is true that if you’re a bad kisser it doesn’t matter if you have lips made by Zeus, you still suck, BUT it doesn’t hurt to have lips straight from Olympus.
I have kissed girls and guys with thin lips, no lips, big lips, and way too much lip. I used to kiss a boy who gave way too much lip, both when kissing and when he back sassed me. He had big lips already, but when he kissed me it was almost like his lips grew up and out. Because he gave too much lip, he also gave too much spit; which led to chapped lips on my part and the eventual demise of our relationship, plus he turned out to be secretly gay. Who da thunk it, right?
I used to kiss one girl in secret from time to time, and I loved every second of it. We would go out to public places that we figured no one we knew would see us, and kiss. Or we would just stay in my house… and kiss. Or we would sit in my car… and kiss. That girl had great lips. I’m not really sure if it was her lips that made me want to kiss her so bad, or if it was the kissing in secret part of it that I loved, but all I know is, I loved every second of those secret rendezvous with her.
I just have one more tale to share with you all before I bid you adieu. This one involves a girl that is very special to me, who has the most voluptuous lips I ever did kiss. I’m sure we all have had that one person whose lips make us excited just to think about, and if you haven’t, then your life is unfortunate… or you’re not kissing the right people…or both. Well, this girl’s lips are something special. At first her Angelina Jolie lips would make mine a little dry, but once I built up a resistance to the powers of Latina kissers, I began to really appreciate them. It also helps that her lips are softer than baby skin and usually taste like some kind of Burt’s Bees, which made the dryness of my lips completely acceptable.
With that said: Remember my usual warnings. Good luck on finals. And enjoy your summer, but be careful because that hot body that you see on the beach, has probably seen a lot more than just too much sun…if you catch my drift…so get yourselves tested.
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