minimariah Posted June 5, 2015 Posted June 5, 2015 1st grown up kiss? i was 16, it was with a boy who lived next door. i think he was a year or two older than me. we were hanging out one summer and he kissed me out of nowhere. my thoughts - man, YUCK. wtf?! is that saliva?!!!! EEWWWWWWW omg is that his tongue?!?!? EW. but.... wait a minute... this is kinda nice... this is good... i'm kinda loving this... and we were practicing (well, i was) basically the entire summer. 2
Author Popsicle Posted June 5, 2015 Author Posted June 5, 2015 lol I was 13 with the boy who lived next door too. Got to watch those boys next door... 1
minimariah Posted June 5, 2015 Posted June 5, 2015 LOL, we are such a cliché. but i'm glad he was my 1st kiss. he's a really good guy. 1
Giggle Posted June 5, 2015 Posted June 5, 2015 18. He went straight to tongue =\ there wasn't a close or partially closed kiss that worked up to tongue. No no, tongue to my lips.. Oh. I was nervous as hell. He was so so so not smooth. 1
Torii Posted June 5, 2015 Posted June 5, 2015 My first kiss happened when I was 15. I had a huge crush on the dude - you know how the emo style drives young teenagers ga-ga. Anyway, I invited him over my house for the first time, shy as I've never been before and he took my face into his hands as we kissed for a brief time. Even though it's been 7 years, I think I'll always remember my first kiss. It was the first time I was introduced to light intimacy and romantic feelings. I'm pretty sure everybody remembers their first kiss. 1
Mr Carson Posted June 5, 2015 Posted June 5, 2015 8th grade she attacked my mouth with her tongue. She grabbed my face and stuck her tongue so deep in my mouth I almost gagged...lol will never forget it. 1
Methodical Posted June 5, 2015 Posted June 5, 2015 Seventh or eighth grade at a Halloween party with my bf. 1
Author Popsicle Posted June 5, 2015 Author Posted June 5, 2015 Love these answers. So funny and cute. 1
jen1447 Posted June 5, 2015 Posted June 5, 2015 I think it was 9th grade with some kid on a "date," he was awful (but what do you expect really?). I wish I'd started with girls earlier - we're SOOO much better at it. 2
Shepp Posted June 5, 2015 Posted June 5, 2015 First kiss on the lips: I was 9.. She was called Chelsea, Im still friends with her on facebook There was a lad he was in the class above, he had something of hers - I cant remember what he was doing but she was pretty upset. I remember going up to him and trying to sort it and he didn't listen so I punched him on the noes. He was a big big lad for his age but he cried like a baby so I got sent to sit out side the office. So then i'm sitting there, stewing on the injustice that is life when your 9, and she comes along the corridor and out of no where just gives me this full on kiss (well as full on as a 9 year old knows how to kiss) before announcing to me that kissing makes my ears go red - didn't matter thou I still felt like the man!! My first kiss, with tounge & the works: Was telling this exact story during a conversation about first kisses with some mates. My friend (who's now my wife) just leaned across and blew my mind, electric! and then says "Yep, your ears still go red" :laugh: She Denies to this day that that was a shameless excuse to kiss me 1
understand50 Posted June 5, 2015 Posted June 5, 2015 You know, with tongue, on the mouth... 2nd date, with then G/F now present wife. 2949 1
TunaCat Posted June 6, 2015 Posted June 6, 2015 Lip kiss- age 17, second date with my first boyfriend. French kiss- age 17 Valentines Day date with my first boyfriend. 1
mandymor Posted June 6, 2015 Posted June 6, 2015 First lip kiss I was 12, with a cute boy that lived down the block. First real kiss with tongue and everything was a year later with the neighbor boy that lived across the street. Now that I look back at this I might have been the neighborhood ho! 1
Brunettie Posted June 7, 2015 Posted June 7, 2015 We were 17. Senior year of high school. In the back of his car that he parked in the back of an abandoned building. He told me he was picking me up to take me to eat after school....and drove to that building and parked then hopped in the backseat. It took me like 20 minutes to go back there too lol. And then for some reason, I agreed to go do the same thing in the same place when he texted me 3 days later asking to pick me up...
preraph Posted June 7, 2015 Posted June 7, 2015 My first kiss was in 3rd grade. And it was all my doing. But without going into the vicarious nature of that interlude, which involved two boys and a broach one stole from his mother, I would instead tell you about what should have been my first kiss, what felt like my first kiss, which was many, many kisses into it. I'd developed a serious crush on a guy I ran into out at bars, restaurants and music venues. We did talk. When we'd met, he was just divorced. But it was at least a couple of years into my intense crush, a connection so intense for me that I developed a sixth sense about him and, in retrospect, now believe he may have been someone from a past life. He was one of the best looking guys I've ever seen. He was the ideal in my head and out of it. He had problems with too many women trying to get at him because he was that good looking. But I loved that about him and much more. He was a maverick. We were rebels in a conservative town. He recreated himself into a new person and I found inspiration in him and just admired him in every way. It being the seventies, it was all pickups and hanging out, not real dates. Different times. We used always to see each other on a certain night at a certain hangout and just stare and chat a little. He'd asked me to help one night when a drunk woman tried to force him to leave with her. He only called me by a nickname. We had some kind of more or less buddies bond, I guess. But we both saw ourselves in one another, I think. I believe we were both interested in seeing what the other developed into as we both chased our dream. Finally one of the times I ran into him out watching a band, he asked if I wanted to leave and we went to his place. He was a successful artist/designer, very modern. He put on music and showed me the poster he was working on. He always used himself in his posters. He used himself as a model. The one he showed me that night, his young son was the center of it in a surreal setting gazing down on the world. We were sitting on the floor of his upstairs rooms in an old house. Being an artist, though sparse, it was a really cool space. He has a giant eye painted over his bed. Satin sheets on the bed. He first kissed me there on the floor by the poster. It was like what you read in the romance novels. I felt like the top of my head blew off and there were fireworks shooting out the top of it. I know we moved to the bed, but to be honest, I can barely remember anything after that first kiss because it was that magnificent. Our affair was strictly intermittent for the next few years, with him moving to the West Coast for a couple of years during that time. We never really dated. Every time I'd run into him, he'd interrupt whatever I was doing (or whoever I was doing), kiss my hand and then stand about six inches from my face, even if he had to move the guy I was with to do it. I moved out of town after a few years. Ironically, he'd been getting chummier again right before I suddenly picked up and left and given me his card and hung out with me at a bar. But I had to leave. Went by and saw him once after that at work. Then it was decades, and we met up about 12 years ago out of town. His memory was mostly gone by then of the old days because, he said, he'd been addicted to pain killers during that last time I had seen him in our home town, but I was still crazy about him, and it was exciting for me. He was responsible for many magic moments in my life.
unagedtiger Posted June 10, 2015 Posted June 10, 2015 i was hella unattractive until senior in college. I drunkedly kissed random girls at new year's in high school. But college and post-college were when things picked up.
Phoenician Posted July 21, 2015 Posted July 21, 2015 lollllll , I was 6, she was called vicky ( 20th) ; she put me on her lap as I was a cute boy ; I held her face and kissed her with my tongue inside her mouth , lol . beleieve it or not , i recall having my gentlmen stand i didn't care about audiance ... she commented in a funny way that i kiss better than her fiance , who of course doesn't speak to me .... the other real french kiss was when I was 16 , with someone I loved for 7 years , broke up with her and travelled for work , we saw each other after 20 years , almost had an affair ...
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