I think we’ve all at some point in our lives encountered a bad kisser. I have not had many experiences with engaging in the art of kissing. Maybe 4 guys in my 24 years on this earth. My first experience offended all 5 of my senses. He tasted bad, smelt bad, looked bad, felt bad (Way Wrong!), and the noises he mad while kissing me sounded bad… Once out of nowhere he grabbed me and planted a wet, slobbery kiss ALL OVER MY FACE. Gross! It was a bad experience overall. Grade F.
My second experience was improved. Not by much- he didn’t violate any of my senses. We didn’t do open mouth only nibbles and smacks. Just fine with me. That was an upgrade from my last experience. Number 3 was years apart from number 2, yet he kissed JUST like number 2. It wasn’t bad but it wasn’t overwhelming. The bar wasn’t raised to high or lowered to low… it lead me to expect that all my kissing from here on out would be mediocre.
HIM!!!! My lucky number 4!!!! I remember telling him once that I didn’t know how to kiss, that every guy before him had either tried to bite my entire face off or nibble on my cheeks the entire time. With him I thought I was either going to have the same experience like numbers 2 and 3 or an awful slob-down like number 1. Imagine my surprise when I got the complete opposite. Its like expecting Little Cesar’s pizza and getting Donatos (bad analogy but I like pizza more than the average person, so 
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