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Confessions of a Makeout Artist

May 23, 2003

Suzie posted about the prioritization of making out...and between that and last night's gabfest at k8's house...I feel like I need to talk about the fine art of smooching.

I totally miss the days of making out, when I was young and felt it was unwise to go "further" than that. I would meet boys and kiss them and kiss them and kiss them until my jaw was sore and my lips and cheeks were chapped and chafed, and would go to work the next morning at my job at Kapular Marketing Research feeling like I had spent the evening doing deadlifts with my lower jaw...and it was great. I loved it. I still love it...

Except, when yr married, or perhaps even before that...like, once you've had sex with someone, making out always seems to fall to a secondary position. You start kissing yr partner, and before you know it yr fucking and there's no going back. Maybe that's just me, but the other people in the room last night seemed to agree with this. And I don't want to make my husband or any of my lovers out to be inattentive or somehow inadequate...I think, especially with kids around, there is just an economy of time that is needed. You gotta get yr kicks in before the kids wake up.

I'm all for good old-fashioned necking. I want to sit in an old car somewhere and make out until my jaw hurts, without any implications or orchestrations. I want to run my lips along someone's jaw, brush against his lips, pull his face towards me, and dance my tongue across his teeth. I want to lick, taste, bite and nibble neck, ears, lips, and jaw.

The problem, I think, is that it's somehow viewed as teasing to "just" kiss someone. I get the impression that, in my days as a makeout artist, the boys thought I was just leading them on - leading them to water and not letting them drink. The fact was that they weren't enjoying the lusty draughts I was giving them because they didn't appreciate the fact that sometimes a long cold drink of water is so much more satisfying than sweet wine or heady whiskey. Was I to blame for the fact that they couldn't/can't appreciate the art of kissing as a pleasurable end rather than a means to a frustrated denial?

It's not that I don't like sex, although I know in my life as a make out artist, I probably would have said that I hated sex. Sex is good. But, to me, making out is so much better. It's less messy, less scary in terms of potential consequences, it's something that doesn't cause those weird needs for possession quite so much, and it's ultimately portable.

Yeah. I totally miss my life as a make out artist. I miss the tension. I miss the tease. Most of all, I miss the overwhelming ecstasy of concentrating on one tiny section of the topography of sexuality.

Can I get a witness?

Posted at May 23, 2003 9:51 AM

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I think kissing can be so intimate, i cant say more than sex just because of the physical intamacy of sex, but damn near close. I know for me a I have a hard time feeling sex-craved if im not gettin kisses somewhere along the way. Theres something about it that is so sweet.......i dunno - good post

Posted by: jes at May 23, 2003 10:56 AM

nice. Now, to find someone to smooch with...

Posted by: daintily dirty at May 23, 2003 11:25 AM

a-frickin-men!

Posted by: kara at May 23, 2003 11:38 AM

ABSOLUTELY!

There is NOTHING I miss more than making out. I LOVE kissing. It is so much more intimate than actual fucking. Yeah, sex is great. I enjoy it, but not like I enjoy kissing. So how did I end up with someone who doesn't like to kiss?

When I fantasize about having an affair, I don't fantasize about great sex, I don't fantasize about great conversation or anything relationship involved. I fantasize kissing and making out.

Posted by: skyra at May 23, 2003 11:49 AM

When I started dating my first really serious boyfriend, we used to stay up all night just making out, with only the occasional forays into second-base territory (this went on for MONTHS). I was still a virgin at the time (at the ripe old age of 20) but he had been around the block 4 or 5 times. Still, he was just as interested in the making out as I was and not impatient at all--way more patient than I would be now with making out for that long, even though I'm hardly a jaded skank-o with my grand total of 3 people. I think my inexperience allowed him to feel more the way he had when he was less experienced, to get more excited about the little things. That's not the kind of mental stretch everyone, especially every guy, can make. I ended up sleeping with him after a while and as you might imagine he was a really good boy to lose your virginity with. He'd had a particularly bad experience his first time (not quality-wise but emotionally) and afterwards he said it was like he had been able to have his first time over again through me, this time feeling nice and safe. What a sweetie, huh?

That having been said I am totally impatient with making out now, and not just for logistical reasons. I can enjoy it for what seems like a pretty long time to me but it's nothing compared to what I used to do. When I'm in a making out situation I'm often the one trying to move things to the next "base" so to speak. Maybe it's just my perspective. It might be interesting to set aside some time (maybe in a conducive setting like the old car you mentioned) where both people have agreed to just make out and see what happens.

Posted by: susan at May 23, 2003 12:00 PM

you know what i miss?

holding hands.

you know what i miss?

hanging out with that person you have feelings for but aren't supposed to, for hours or even days at a time, pretending to be just friends, and never ever touching them except for the hug hello, the hug goodbye, and the occasional (oh my god) being allowed to give them a neck rub and look at the fine hairs on the back of their neck and wish and wish and dream...oh my god...the unbearable aching tension, almost to the point of madness.

unhealthy you say? it's preferable to moving away to another state and never seeing them again.

i'd be makeout KING at my house if my wife felt the way you do. when i was younger i was always trying to steal 2nd or 3rd, but now i'd be happy if i just got to stay on 1st for longer than 30 seconds.

Posted by: r@d@r at May 23, 2003 4:51 PM

Hope this isn't annoying but this is starting to remind me of the Mystery Science Theater 3000 Episode on Attack of the the Eye Creatures (sic), in which the teenage characters are constantly making out. Tom Servo wants to know more about making out as he is a robot and not versed in these matters. He tries to get Gypsy to make out with him but she just laughs. He asks a bunch of questions like "Are the teeth involved? Do you suck or blow?", if as a robot it's OK for him to make out with animals, etc., and then Joel just plants one on him.

Posted by: susan at May 23, 2003 4:56 PM

holla!

Posted by: Julie at May 23, 2003 7:17 PM

overwhelming ecstasy of concentrating on one tiny section of the topography of sexuality

i like that.

Posted by: Lorraine at May 23, 2003 11:16 PM

Yes, you can totally get a witness. DH and I used to make out like fools when we first got together. I miss it, and yet never feel compelled to initiate it either. Maybe we need to get a babysitter and park the car, see if the old skills still exist . .

Posted by: Melanie at May 24, 2003 9:42 AM

Well, I don't agree that it's a foregone conclusion that once you start "fucking" there's "no going back". Maybe cause I'm a lesbian, but making out, kissing, is very much a part of our life still. And there definitely is "going back" anytime both agree.

Is this only true for women? I don't know. Maybe it's about expectations. I don't know, but I love kissing and still do it alot with my partner of 4 years.

I know sex workers who never kiss, but perform all other sexual acts with customers. They say kissing is too intimate and personal. I agree. Maybe there's something to that if kissing disappears from a relationship. Again, I don't know. I'm asking.

Posted by: suzanne at May 24, 2003 4:05 PM

Kissing has all but disappeared from our relationship Suzanne, and I would agree...there isn't that same degree of intimacy that there once was. Gods help me...because it has only been 6 years and this is the person I am supposed to spend my 'entire life' with. Sex doesn't have NEARLY the same impact on me as it used to. Maybe that is just because we are comfortable with each other...can't rule that out...but without kissing, it just feels like 2 bodies fucking. Not making love. *sigh*

I can definitely understand why sex workers don't kiss. You can totally disassociate from sex when there is no kissing. You can fake it and not have the other person know. But kissing...you can't fake passion in a kiss.

I am going to go cry now.

Posted by: skyra at May 24, 2003 6:06 PM

Well, yeah! I mean, it's no secret that there are some pretty significant problems with my current relationship, including but not limited to problems with intimacy. And, actually...I'm brewing up a post for tonight that addresses a new awareness I'm gaining for my own impatience and inability to exist in THE moment. I'm always two or three moments ahead.

That said, i do think it's pretty common for lovers to neglect more intimate, non-sexual things. I have no idea if it's a heterosexual thing or not, but it could, in the situations of the people I talk with, have to do with the children, and the need for relative quick fulfillment.

Thanks for all of the responses here. I'm glad I'm not the only one, and I hope all of you have a nice, juicy makeout session in your near future!

Posted by: drublood at May 24, 2003 6:15 PM

I want to have a nice juicy makeout session with a lesbian. I'm just saying...

Posted by: Julie at May 24, 2003 6:33 PM

ooo... Hubby and I neck all the time. Clears the room (of children) pretty well that way. ;) And it helps keep the motor running until we *do* have time to hop each other's bones.

Posted by: andrea at May 25, 2003 4:28 PM

Being teased isn't so bad . . . :-)

Posted by: Tom at May 27, 2003 12:30 AM

OK, Great...now I have some witnesses.

Do I have any volunteers?

hahahahaha

Posted by: drublood at May 27, 2003 11:30 AM

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