Find your kiss location on the map. You can use the yellow bar on the side to zoom, and use your mouse to click and drag the map around. When you find it, click the spot swiftly.
A form will open up. Use this to tell the world about your kiss in 500 characters or less. Give your story a sweet title, and choose a kiss “category” if you like. If the location isn’t quite right, just re-click it on the map below.
A summer afternoon he`s out with a friend for a drink & asks me to join him. Doesn't take much to convince me. On the patio laughing & drinking its a great time. As always he has me wanting. It’s a bitter sweet kind of torture. Low & behold single restrooms. YES! I find him in the hall. When he comes in for a kiss I pull him in with me. For a second he seems confused maybe a little shocked. It excites me. God he is sexy! Public, naughty, forbidden, out of this world.
WOW! A summer afternoon he`s out with a friend for a drink & asks me to Read More...
Finally alone & for 3 whole days! That feeling of freedom multiplied by a billion; until I felt so alive I could burst…It's everything I was hoping for & so much more. He is incredible! I have never felt what I felt with him. It was as though I’d found a moment of forever. Like this was how we should’ve always been. He’s got me, wholeheartedly, all of me. I’m terrified & elated & overwhelmed by how I feel about him. I’m in big trouble!
Stampeding Finally alone & for 3 whole days! That feeling of freedom multiplied by a billion; Read More...
Calgary Stampede here we come!
I’ve been dreaming about this trip for wks. 3 days of stolen moments. On the plane with no regard for those around us, he’s kissing me like he’s drowning. I’m drowning too. His hot, desperate mouth on mine is familiar & inevitable, like we’re coming back to each other, like we’ve done this for years. It’s lightness and euphoria. I don’t want to stop...mile high club. I can’t wait to get him alone. I’m one happy girl!
Calgary Stampede here we come! I’ve been dreaming about this trip for wks. 3 days of stolen moments. On the Read More...