how and on what did u practice kissing????

i used my hand and sometimes the mirror

this is a kiss and tell thread

ZombieKitten said:

I never practiced - my first attempt was on a guys actual MOUTH

how did it go???? were u successful at your 1st attempt???

Yeah, I didn't practice at all.

My first kiss was when I was 17. Instincts worked just fine.

CarrieMpls said:

Yeah, I didn't practice at all.

My first kiss was when I was 17. Instincts worked just fine.

u didnt even go 4 fury teddy bear kisses????

i think i was an awkward teen

i blame my friends and an all girls catholic school

it was year 10 and there was a dance coming up with the local catholic boys school - and my friends were all practicing for it so i thought i'd see how it felt

and out of the 6 of us i was the only one that kissed a boy that night!!!!

such a tart

Nope, I didn't practice.

Got my first french kiss when I was 17 from a girl, totally unexpected. She pushed me down on a couch and started kissing. It didn't last too long though

MacDaddy said:

Nope, I didn't practice.

Got my first french kiss when I was 17 from a girl, totally unexpected. She pushed me down on a couch and started kissing. It didn't last too long though

omg i dont blame here u got nice lips

but did u like it?

not that i am bragging but yes i am those that practice as teens make great kissers

just trying to justify my insecurities

there r also arse kissers ~ but thats another thread

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ThisOne said:

ZombieKitten said:

ThisOne said:

how did it go???? were u successful at your 1st attempt???

I didn't see it coming and it took me by surprise I was very confused, I don't really remember the kiss as I do how mad I was lol. It was a guy I was head over heels in love with, he'd just given me the speech about how we'd be better off to just stay friends. Half an hour later he had me up against the wall with his mouth on mine

my reaction now - he was trying to get u to say no - that u want more than a friedship because he didnt quite know how to make the 1st move

my reaction as a teen - was there tongue????

I am so old, I really don't remember much about first kisses.

I do remember me and my best friend Jennifer touching tongues to see what it felt like.

We also used to pretend that our pillow was Tom Cruise and pretend kiss it.

Oh how embarrassing. Why Tom Cruise???? This was a VERY long time ago.

Shanti0608 said:

I am so old, I really don't remember much about first kisses.

I do remember me and my best friend Jennifer touching tongues to see what it felt like.

We also used to pretend that our pillow was Tom Cruise and pretend kiss it.

Oh how embarrassing. Why Tom Cruise???? This was a VERY long time ago.

omg!!!! my hand was the face of Mel Gibson

seems like both our fantasy kissers turned out to be duds

ThisOne said:

Shanti0608 said:

I am so old, I really don't remember much about first kisses.

I do remember me and my best friend Jennifer touching tongues to see what it felt like.

We also used to pretend that our pillow was Tom Cruise and pretend kiss it.

Oh how embarrassing. Why Tom Cruise???? This was a VERY long time ago.

omg!!!! my hand was the face of Mel Gibson

seems like both our fantasy kissers turned out to be duds

It seems so. We were young, we did not know any better.

ThisOne said:

ThisOne said:

MacDaddy said:

Nope, I didn't practice.

Got my first french kiss when I was 17 from a girl, totally unexpected. She pushed me down on a couch and started kissing. It didn't last too long though

omg i dont blame here u got nice lips

but did u like it?

Thanks.

Yes, I enjoyed it. In hindsight she was a better kisser than many of the guys I've been with.

MacDaddy said:

ThisOne said:

omg i dont blame here u got nice lips

but did u like it?

Thanks.

Yes, I enjoyed it. In hindsight she was a better kisser than many of the guys I've been with.

thats because she practised on her hand or something pretending it was john travolta

Never practiced...

Played stuff like 7 minutes in heaven and kissed boys... when I had my first boyfriend, we kissed and just went from there.

I never worried about kissing, I was more concerned with NOT fucking or not letting him put his fingers inside me. Keeping my clothing on was a major concern.

paintedlady said:

Never practiced...

Played stuff like 7 minutes in heaven and kissed boys... when I had my first boyfriend, we kissed and just went from there.

I never worried about kissing, I was more concerned with NOT fucking or not letting him put his fingers inside me. Keeping my clothing on was a major concern.

looking back now are u glad??? or do u think you should have been more relaxed with him???

ThisOne said:

paintedlady said:

Never practiced...

Played stuff like 7 minutes in heaven and kissed boys... when I had my first boyfriend, we kissed and just went from there.

I never worried about kissing, I was more concerned with NOT fucking or not letting him put his fingers inside me. Keeping my clothing on was a major concern.

looking back now are u glad??? or do u think you should have been more relaxed with him???

I think I was forced to grow up too quickly... I grew up where everyone valued being tough and hip more than they valued their innocence and childhood.

I would often steal away with my best friend far from our neighborhood just to be at peace being just little girls.

I just wanted to play with my Barbie dolls to be honest. If I could turn back time... I would have waited.

I kissed too many ugly boys back when I was little.... 7, 8, 9 years old playing seven minutes in heaven. I would be scared to not play... it was either play with the pack or they would turn on you like rabid dogs.

Once I became a tween I stayed away and would go far from my home into distant neighborhoods (which was quite dangerous for a single girl to do in the hood) just to be left alone.

Then I started to dress like a punk rocker (which was unheard of there) and they ostracised me and mostly left me alone. By age 14 all the girls were running in packs and mostly selling crack cocaine and getting high then.

I chose a different path from the kids in my neighborhood and chose to be sober.... just me and my best friend. My first boyfriend would become addicted to crack cocaine and was in and out of jail by 16 himself. I wished I never dated him at all.

paintedlady said:

ThisOne said:

looking back now are u glad??? or do u think you should have been more relaxed with him???

I think I was forced to grow up too quickly... I grew up where everyone valued being tough and hip more than they valued their innocence and childhood.

I would often steal away with my best friend far from our neighborhood just to be at peace being just little girls.

I just wanted to play with my Barbie dolls to be honest. If I could turn back time... I would have waited.

I kissed too many ugly boys back when I was little.... 7, 8, 9 years old playing seven minutes in heaven. I would be scared to not play... it was either play with the pack or they would turn on you like rabid dogs.

Once I became a tween I stayed away and would go far from my home into distant neighborhoods (which was quite dangerous for a single girl to do in the hood) just to be left alone.

Then I started to dress like a punk rocker (which was unheard of there) and they ostracised me and mostly left me alone. By age 14 all the girls were running in packs and mostly selling crack cocaine and getting high then.

I chose a different path from the kids in my neighborhood and chose to be sober.... just me and my best friend. My first boyfriend would become addicted to crack cocaine and was in and out of jail by 16 himself. I wished I never dated him at all.

oh wow - what a life

you are so interesting, so much of what u say is experience and knowledge gained from experience

even at 9 i never thought of kissing boys - they had germs until i was 14!!!!!

we never had that pressure on us and it must have been aweful for you

ThisOne said:

paintedlady said:

I think I was forced to grow up too quickly... I grew up where everyone valued being tough and hip more than they valued their innocence and childhood.

I would often steal away with my best friend far from our neighborhood just to be at peace being just little girls.

I just wanted to play with my Barbie dolls to be honest. If I could turn back time... I would have waited.

I kissed too many ugly boys back when I was little.... 7, 8, 9 years old playing seven minutes in heaven. I would be scared to not play... it was either play with the pack or they would turn on you like rabid dogs.

Once I became a tween I stayed away and would go far from my home into distant neighborhoods (which was quite dangerous for a single girl to do in the hood) just to be left alone.

Then I started to dress like a punk rocker (which was unheard of there) and they ostracised me and mostly left me alone. By age 14 all the girls were running in packs and mostly selling crack cocaine and getting high then.

I chose a different path from the kids in my neighborhood and chose to be sober.... just me and my best friend. My first boyfriend would become addicted to crack cocaine and was in and out of jail by 16 himself. I wished I never dated him at all.

oh wow - what a life

you are so interesting, so much of what u say is experience and knowledge gained from experience

even at 9 i never thought of kissing boys - they had germs until i was 14!!!!!

we never had that pressure on us and it must have been aweful for you

It wasn't bad because I thought it was 'normal'....

I didn't realize how bad I had it until I met "normal" people.

Then I was like... You mean you haven't done that yet?!!!

Most kids at school were like You did that at that age?!!!

Now looking back I wish the kids I grew up around just wanted to be kids and not thugs.

ZombieKitten said:

I never practiced - my first attempt was on a guys actual MOUTH

me too

First french kiss was to a girl who was a senior in highschool and I was in 7th grade. We were playing truth or dare as a group of kids (various ages).

ThisOne said:

how and on what did u practice kissing????

i used my hand and sometimes the mirror

this is a kiss and tell thread

My forearm.

My pillow.

I only did it a few times cuz I felt like a jackass .

I was more the type to always make my dolls have sex with each other and then get in trouble when my sister tattled on me.

Damn, I don't think I even got old enough to want to practice before a kiss was forced on me

by some boy. I think I had just turned 7 and was at a friends house. My friends mom was on drugs

and invited a whole bunch of people over and then the adults left to go have some "adult" time and

left all us kids to ourselves.

All I member is a boy opening the closet door, pulling me in with him, the dark, and him pushing

me against the wall while he "kissed" me. That was also the first time I've had a guy hit me, because

I bit the fuck out of him and he slapped me in the face a bunch of times before he shoved me

out of the closet and onto the floor.

I grew up in a really bad area, a lot like paintedlady is talking about, and it wasn't the last time

I was slapped around for "holding out" or saying no. I was a fighter and eventually the guys

took to calling me "littlebitch" because I was never down to do drugs, sleep around, or even go to

parties.

Being mixed I was also "light skinned" with "nice hair," which made things harder for me there.

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!"

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imago 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!"

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Ocean said:

imago 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!"

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Look, it's made me the kisser I am today.

imago 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!"

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