Prepare for a long drawn out complaint but this was a memoroble moment from a boring fling; and yo if this move works for you then by all means keep doing you man.

Anyways starting off I'd like to say I'm a big kisser and it's incredibly hard to get it wrong as long as you make sure you don't headbutt into the others mouth and clack teeth. Well I was at my friends house and I hooked up with one of her fiancés best friends in their living room while everyone else (it may have been singing, I was preoccupied so idk) in the other room. Well me and him flipped around for awhile and it was going well, I wasn't exactly in the mood because frankly he was fucking boring... but he was realllly pretty so eh I went along with it. (I'm a douche bag) I was laying under him and sort of just lazily making out when he did this weird thing where he like rapid fire pecked at my lips and it made these quick little smooching sounds (kinda like when you call a dog) and I just remember not being able to control my face and it scrunching up as I thought to myself "what in the fuck was that". What little drive I had came to a screaming halt because he didn't do it just once, oh no, this fucking super secret move had multiple showings. I kept thinking "is he like trying to kiss roughly in repetition?" Because I geared him in that direction the next time the little pecking fest began and it worked and wasn't unpleasant. But then my shirt came off and now begins the boring tongue bath I had to endure. It was mildly exciting since I my friends kept walking In and out of the living room and whooping (who knew I was an exhibitionist) but then the fucking pecking came back on my nipples, and at this point I'm trying not to laugh because he keeps doing this like its supposed to make me melt but the sound and the feeling is just so off-putting that it come to the forefront of my mind anytime someone asks me about shitty sexual experiences.