describe ur first kiss...who, where, how old and what happen ....and I mean first serious kind of kiss ...not the ones where u were 4 and the 5 year old next door kissed u

My next door neighbor. I was 11 years old. I am still friends with her. It was in a game of truth or dare.

I was 16. It was with my first boyfriend, Arthur It was in the school library. We would always eat lunch together and then go hang out in the library. (I know, so nerdy. ) I was helping him look for a book for a paper that he was doing. We were in one of the aisles alone and he was all "I wanna kiss you. Can I kiss you?". I was like "OK ". It was so stupid

mine was soooo cliche. 14, at the movies with friends and ran into the son of my parent's friends that i knew, we ended up making out. it was okay. he came over when my parents weren't home a few days later and we kissed some more, then after that i decided i didn't like him that much and didn't return his calls.

karmatornado said:

Now we just have to keep u away from all the teenagers

Ocean said:

What are you talking about? u make me sound like a predator!

I was 15. My boyfriend and I had met like 4 days before and we decided to go out to the movies after school, and we did. The movie was boring and I was too nervous to even pay attention to it, I just remember Johnny Depp being on it

He just started to get closer and closer and closer until he just kissed me. It was so amazing And his lips


lawd and he's the only person I've ever kissed too

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karmatornado said:

I was 15.....nervous ....he leaned in kissed me softly ...my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my throat ....I pulled back ..he thought because my hair had fallin across my face but really it was beause I had no idea what I was doing ....

Ocean said:

I had no idea what to do either


So I just went with the flow

nothing.

I really don't remember

12, it was a Japanese girl @ a party we had at school ... it was hawt, I can still remember every second of it

I do remember my first innocent peck kiss.

It was in 2nd grade, his name was Patrick and we were on the play ground. He was the class clown, blonde hair, blue eyes and always in trouble.... He always teased me because I was the shy, quiet one of the class.
He ran up to me and acted like he was going to pull my hair and leaned in and gave me a kiss, then ran off laughing.



As far as real kisses go...still can't remember the first one. Must not have been good.

shanti0608 said:

i cant remember exactly but mine was like that too. except she pulled my hair and ran off laughing.

I was 11 or 12. It was with some older boy that was friends with this kid that lived across the street from me. I met them bike riding, they invited me over one afternoon. Turns out the kid's parents were gone and they were drinking beer. The cute boy asked if I wanted to see the place (it was a huge house). So he started showing me around and when we got to the basement he kissed me, like really kissed me. I had no clue what was going on but next thing I knew I was upstairs with him in a room, making out, heavy making out...then his two other buddies came in the room...guess they had it planned that they were all gonna fuck me that day. I dunno how, but I was able to get out of there. I went home and cried the whole night. It was terrifying and I didn't tell anyone about it.

That's the story of my first kiss.

I was 11, it was with a boy named Kris, and it was behind the skating rink on a Friday night, after the 2nd session. He went to another school, which was way cool back then, to have a bf in a different school.

JustErin said:

Sheesh. I wish it were my tommorow's kiss.

except with the boyz much older.
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I was 11 he was 14.
His name was Adrian

We were at a church picnic. He liked me and I liked him so.....
We were in the park and there were too many people around so we decided to kiss under the slide
It was really sweet

DanceWme said:

rushing07 said:

church people are the freakiest people I know.
ESPECIALLY if they are the pastor's kids

I believe I've told this story here before...

I was 17. At the end of my junior year I met a boy waiting overnight for Cure tickets and I developed the hugest crush on him. But it turned out he was dating someone. We ended up hanging out as friends and became best friends within a matter of a few short months. He and the girl broke up, but he and I were still spending all kinds of time together, just as friends. When we'd say goodbye after a night hanging out, he'd give me the best, longest hugs. I would seriously just melt there in my car seat.

At one point he went to visit his parents in New Mexico (he was living on his own already, though he was still in high school, long stoty) and we'd talk on the phone every night. One night, very late, as we were both practically falling asleep while still on the phone we were saying our goodbyes and he said "I love you..." and my heart just stopped. I couldn't speak. He finally said, "well, you know, it's good to love your friends".

After that he'd make comments when we were hanging out, talking about our future. He made a comment one night that he could see living with me and having kids and blah blah blah, but he knew he wasn't good enough for me. That night while were getting ready to say goodbye, we were hugging (those delicious hugs!) and listening to the car radio (the Cure's Close To Me was playing) and I finally asked him if he ever thought about us together...

That's when he pulled back and kissed me.

He was my first everything. First kiss, first love, first, well, first. We were together for over a year, then spent a year breaking up and making up and playing that game. He later told me that, that night when I asked him what he thought about "us" he knew this was going to be his first serious, grown-up relationship.

We were both about 9. His name was Lance. He kind of looked like the boy who was in E.T. but with cute curly hair . His mother was at work and we were out of school he put on some Luther (seriously ) and we kissed while dancing. I remember I really liked him. Some boys on the block stole my bike and him and his 2 big brothers beat the boys up and brought my bike back. I was in love

Brownsugar said:

CarrieMpls said:

I remember it like it was yesterday.


Soft, supple lips touching mine, slowly applying increasing moistened pressure, as I felt the warmth of her breath upon the side of my face, arms reaching around my waste, chest pressed tightly against me. My trembling could be drowned out only by the beating of my own heart, and as our tongues penetrated each other's mouths, feeling the warmth and wetness of her kiss was like nothing I have ever experienced up to that point. It seemed to last seconds to hours, and left me bereft of a firm footing on time and space, dizzy from the sudden rush of blood to my now flustered cheeks. It took everything in me to say, "no, Grandmom, I meant, give me one of those Hershey's Kisses there on the table behind you!"

Imago said:

U are one effed up guy


EFFED.UP

shanti0608 said:

How weird! My first innocent kiss was when I was on the playground in 2nd grade with a boy named Patrick too


I remember it really clearly. He and I would fight everyday. We would always be pushing and shoving each other. One day while we were doing this, he grabbed me and kissed me. I was so mad at him, that I pantsed him right there on the playground