First Kisses

Describe in a detailed manner how your first kiss with each girlfriend/boyfriend happened. Was it awkward? did it happen more easily than expected? what was the setting? did you plan it? did you know he/she wouldn't reject you?

 

I can't remember all of em.

But it's been a variation of, I randomly went for it after some eye contact.

Another girl initiated and so I just went with it, we were both sitting in a park bench.

But the first time I kissed a girl, that was not a relative, was in pre-school so I've always had an assertiveness to my flirtatious as a basic core instinct. I just tone things down now that I've been taught about touch with consent.

 

Man, if I put everyone that I kissed, it would take up the entire website.

Yes, I was pretty slutty at one time.

Come to think of it, I don't remember any of them, really. With my husband, we were in a hotel room I rented in order to get away from my family during the time of my father's death. It was a long kiss...he did it in order to calm me down from crying. It was sweet, actually

 

How many of your relatives you be kissin there?

 

My first kiss was at the age of twenty. I had never kissed anyone before so I had to be taught. I was a very awkward kisser at first, but with practice I became better.

 

Really you went and asked that question? After my post implies I kinda surprised kissed a girl back in pre-school?

Well to answer the question you did ask, I would say about 4, but they were quick pecks.

 

My 1st actual girlfriend kiss was Liz. I knew her only slightly as my mate's girlfriend's friend.
[got that?]
We were strolling along in town one day following the two lovers when she saw some tortoises in a window.
She was delighted by them so I bought her one. It was four bob [20p] THAT'S how long ago it was. She was delighted and went to kiss me on the cheek,I turned just as she did,and we kissed. I HONESTLY hadn't realised she was about to kiss my cheek. But that kiss led to a two year relationship. We only split up because I joined the Military. I'm a prat. I often wonder about Liz and how she's doing.

 

So how did it happen??

 

What's a prat?

 

I'm guessing he wasn't your husband when he first kissed you!!! What would you be doing in a hotel room with a guy you hadn't kissed before???

 

My first kiss with my ex was my first kiss ever. It was awkward and it didn't feel good at all. My second first kiss was with a potential boyfriend that never came to fruition. It felt forced and he was an awful kisser, jamming his tongue in my mouth and shit. The real funny thing was, he called ME a bad kisser. I'm not sure which of us was bad but it was just all around not good.

The first kiss with my current boyfriend was lovely. I was standing in front of him after getting up from the couch, he looked at me and said "You really are very beautiful" and then he tipped my chin up and kissed me. It was fantastic. I actually never enjoyed kissing much until I was with him. Ironically, he didn't have much experience either. Guess it depends on the person.

 

he was my best friend

 

I got the bonus plan along with my first kiss. She took her shirt off too.

 

Mine was in a nite club. I saw looking over the dance floor while I was seated and this good looking girl would stare at me from time to time.She was an 8/9.

When I went down to the dance floor she was with her friends and started walking past me. When she did, I said to myself "do something" and I sorta put my hand out and said 'heeeyyyyy' (which wasn't heard due to the music) and then didn't really know what to do. She walked by.

Then later when she was back on the df, we were close to each other and exchanging glances. When that fog stuff got more intense basically just kissed her out of the blue. It worked

 

I was like 14 or 15 I think and I had gone to a party with my best friend and a bunch of hoity toity private school girls. Nobody else really had any alcohol or marijuana though and my friend and I had brought a couple oz's of weed and like a few 40s of Rum (we had access to way too fucked up a liquor room as kids) so evryone was just chilling with us and we all got pretty drunk and stuff>

I met this reallly nice girl and got into a conversation while my friend got the rest of the girls drunk and had a good time and we ended up running off by ourselves and sitting in this children's park place and we were both sitting on this plastic turtle thing and then it all just clicked.

I got her number and called her back two days after and was so nervous she asked me if I was okay when I asked her out, but said yes when I clarified I was trying to ask her out not having a stuttering seizure.

We broke up but I still hang out with this chick. Since I dated her, i still haven't found any girl who gets me the same way. I don't tjink she feels the same way about me though...

 

My very first kiss is the one I remember most. I was 17 at the time and a senior in high school. That day I went to Chicago for a class trip. I spent the entire day there with a girl from my aren't class. She was special - the most beautiful girl who ever though I was worth talking to. She was such a nice person too. We were great friends.

Well after a long day in Chicago and a 3 1/2 to 4 hour ride home, I picked up my car from school and drove home. When I turned the corner to head up my street, I saw it, a green '72 Le Mans sedan, and it was parked in front of my house. My heart raced because I knew that inside that car was Beth, a girl whom I had tried to impress, but just didn't think she would go for me. I couldn't believe that she was parked in front of my house, waiting for me to come home. Heck, I didn't even know she knew where I lived. Yet there she was, in the flesh. I parked my car and got into hers. We talked for some time, and as we talked, we drew closer to each other until finally we were nose to nose. Then we kissed. It was a long passionate kiss. She led the way for me. I followed willingly. I had never felt anything so good. She had a wide mouth and her lips were full and soft. I don't know for sure, but my eyes must have rolled back in my head. It was intoxicating. We pulled away and looked at each other. I know we exchanged words, but there is no way I could remember them. The she kissed me again, only this time she gave me her tongue. That sent a message to my already stimulated nether region, which suddenly went into hyper-drive. I don't know whether or not Beth knew how aroused I was. I suspect she was aware of it though. She stayed at my house for about an hour and a half that evening. When she finally left for home my lips seemed numb. I walked into the house on a cloud. That was the beginning of a very brief but very passionate relationship with Beth. Her ex was always in the picture, and he hated me. She finally married him after becoming pregnant by him. I think about her to this day. I had some pretty strong feelings for her.

 

You know the results might have changed had one of your little swimmers beat his....just saying I would've tried to turn up the passion.

 

You know, everything happened so quickly with that I guess there was no opportunitytoturnup the passion. Besides, I don't think I really wanted one of my swimmers winning out. At 17 years old, I was in no way ready for a family. I did see her on three occasions after her baby was born. On the second occasion, she offered to sleep with me. It was a difficult decision to make, but I chose not to do it. Something about it just didn't seem right, especially since the bay's father was still in and out of the picture. The last time she called me to visit her, she told me she was glad that I refused her offer. She finally married that other guy in '82. They're still married to this day, and that child was the only one they had.

I guess I miss the idea of having her around more than I actually miss her. Either way, I've been pretty nostalgic since writing about her. Best kisser I ever had the chance to smooch with.

 

Okay, I have a new addition as of last night. I was again over looking the dance floor as the club was about to close. And right on the other side of the railing a hot brunette female(who appeared to be with a guy) made a move on another blonde female. They smooched intensely for about 2/3 minutes as I got a boner. I had the perfect view. They were literally inches from my face. There were 3 guys hovering around them in excitement and two other guys came over to my table to get in on the action.

At one point when they broke from kissing I could see that the brunette noticed me and would look at me on occasion. I think the music stopped about the time she was finished her sensual pleasure and she asked if I would help lift her over the railing. I said yes, looking to the guy who I thought might have been her boyfriend in confusion; but he seemed to desperate to be though. I took my chances in spite of his disapproval and when I got her over she sort of fell onto my lap(probably on purpose). She was thankful and complemented me about the way I carried her. I said, "do I get a thank you kiss" and voila. It wasn't exactly much a conquest because she was obviously drunk, but damn it was hot.

The other dude then came up and gave me a look and was sort of all over her again. She was drunk so she
said to me "you're my neighbour". Lol. I said "who's this 'other dude'" and she more or less told him to fuck off at that point. She then left and the other dude said he had had his hand up her skirt. I asked him "what are you to her". He replied "nothing"! so with that I followed her down the stairs.

I knew I would look a small bit desperate but I didn't care because I knew I was gonna get some more. I suggested a 'good night' kiss a got one. I looked around and saw that the other dude was there too trying to get in. I realised that we were like dogs around a bitch in heat and viewed the other dude as a threat as this point. She said to the other dude that he was good-looking but that she preferred me, so I shoved him out of the way and got some more. She then said again that she preferred me to the other dude and said again about us being neighbours. I say, "oh yeah, tell me where I from so.." She replied '(where I'm from)'. I didn't really care at the time because I was horney.

She was saying stuff a bit too good to be true, and I could see that she was being taken care of by her friends, so I knew I had to let her go.. but I now realise that she wasn't all that drunk behind it all. It since dawned on me who she actually is and I'm a little bit mortified. It turns out we're not total strangers after all.. Upppps!! Let just say she looks a lot more grown up now! Hope no one finds out