To me, kissing opens the flood gates to intimacy, whether it is leading to casual sex or to in a loving relationship.
I was in an 11-year swinging relationship. Every time we got together with others, French kissing with the guy or gal flipped her switch and ignited the flames of her passion, and made her pussy juice. She was lots of fun and a great lover for me and for others that we swung with.
After that I was in a two-year relationship with a woman who did not like kissing, at least that was what she told me. The only time we kissed was goodnight, when I dropped her off at her house. Then it was a two-second dry kiss on the lips. Even though she wore low cut blouses that showed a lot of her breasts, we never became intimate. While we were dating, she would never go on an overnight trip with me. On our final evening together just before I put her on the plane to return to her home country, we had a thirty-minute French kissing session in my hotel room that fantastic, but no time to move on to more intimate actions. It was too little too late. Or, perhaps it was her way of showing me what might be possible.
The month after she got home she went on a one-week vacation in Bali with an old boyfriend. So, I dumped her.
This year I met a fantastic gal; we French kissed in the middle of the second date; she came home and spent the night with me after the third date; and we got married after six months together. Best decision I have made in a long time. And, she loves to kiss.