Describe your first kiss!

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she had just spanked my butt and washed my face. Her teeth were brown from the tobacco in her mouth, and the whiskers on her chin were covered in tobacco spittle. She smelled strongly of stale beer, tobacco plug and garlic, with a hint of vanilla and mint. she smiled her snaggle toothed grin and leared over me, terrifying me. I screamed in terror. she just cackled and leaned in, planting tobacco stained lips on mine. I sh@+ on her blouse. she was my grandmother. I was 2 minutes old.

my first kiss. all rights reserved.

more like late night in bar.

Sure it was a girl?

kisses are more like love winks except with mouth attached to a mouth. tongue just brings the excitement. never kissed a girl, but sure i was kissing ones on the cheek only. never tongue action. but like you guys say not a real kiss just a peck. tongue action gets to fiesty after wearing the tension off. i never had girls like me years ago. i used to bodyguard one when she was changing in the school. screwed up non sense. for some idiotic reason i became friends with them only and that was that. no like dating or nothing. i really wished that i could of had a girlfriend years ago. but no one cares. so i am a single lonely guy and doesn't give a crap in the world.

i dont ever see myself kissing.

I was 17, she was 16, we both hadn't kissed before. We were both rather awkward about relationships (thankfully I wasn't the only one). We had discussed it before when we were out together, and one Sunday night, after a church service, (I met her at that church), we were alone in a foyer area outside the sanctuary, most everyone else had left or was at a youth gathering that was going on in the basement with the youth pastor, and I brought up the earlier conversation about kissing, and she eagerly just said "yes", and leaned in to kiss me.

The only way to describe it was simply that it was kind of odd, both of us really didn't know what we were doing, and were nervous and eager at the same time, like two junior high kids, even though we were both well into high school at the time. We were together for 2 years after that, and got plenty of practice making out later.

Nothing more than the making out and a lot of hugging/affection happened, we were both kids coming from a Southern Baptist church and highly religious families, we both believed in it all ourselves at the time. I left the faith later, and I don't know about her, I've only seen her twice in the last several years, she ended up marrying a Mormon man.

I had just taken 2 girls out swimming at a local swimming rock pool, both very attractive girls one which was single and the other who was in a relationship. I took them both home, since i was the only one who had a licence, i was 18 and both girls 17. i dropped the single girl off we said our goodbyes and hugs.
I had now to drop this girl that was in a relationship back to her home. When we got there we got outta of the car hugged and then she grabbed my back and pulled me in. Indeed it was a very good first kiss. She said to me she was waiting to do that all day haha.

She still likes me but i guess i know its wrong to keep following her when she has a boyfriend.

we did kiss again a few months later and we nearly had sex i guess hahahaha but oh well was worth the kisses this girl.

I was 16 in high school and leaving town for a couple of days to attend a robotics competition in which I was competing. As I was leaving the school, my girlfriend of four months was helping me carry my stuff. Little did she know that for about two weeks I had been intricately planning a way to kiss her. So as we were going down an empty staircase I casually turned around and said 'oh wait, there's something I forgot', dropped my stuff, and kissed her. Her next words were 'how long have you been planning that?' and I kind of casually shrugged it off, saying 'planned what?'

I had turned 15 a few months before and had finally started speaking up and talking to people and not taking crap from people and I had been coached and coached and finally felt confident enough to talk to boys. My best friend at the time Wendy, was "going with" a boy named Jerry from Forestdale who she met because their parents were friends and would visit. They were the same age. Their "dates" consisted of talking on the phone a lot and maybe a monthly visit when his parents would bring him and visit her parents or vice versa. Occasionally they would all go to church or sometimes their parents would take them to a movie. They had been "going together" for about eight months and he had a friend who lived on his street who didn't have a girlfriend and was interested in meeting one of Wendy's friends. Wendy suggested me.

Well, we talked on the phone a lot for about two months and he asked me to "go with him" and I said yes and I was over the moon. Jerry and his parents were coming to visit and he was coming with them to see me. Oh dear God no! I could do this on the phone but not face to face! Well, Wendy coached me and coached me. All we were going to do was to sit in her room and listen to records while the grownups were in the livingroom. They would be there about three hours.

It took me all day to get dressed and ready for that "date". They got there and there was Joe. I about fell out. I had seen his school picture from the year before that Wendy had showed me but I was not prepared for this. He was gorgeous! I immediately forgot everything she told me to say and almost lost the ability to speak or do anything but look at my feet. Wendy took me in the bathroom and read me the riot act and told me that I can do this and if I don't try I'd hate myself forever. So, we went into her room and sat on her beds and turned on the record player and talked. Wendy and Jerry talked at first and Joe talked with them, and they drew me into the conversation a little. I got comfortable and each "couple" sat leaning back against the wall on her twin beds which faced each other, talking. Joe scooted closer and closer. I pretended I didn't notice. Then he held my hand! I thought I was gonna die. My heart was pounding so fast I didn't think it could go any faster. Joe changed the record to "Planet Caravan" by Black Sabbath, which is a slow song and held my hand and scooted right next to me and was leaning into me talking softly. Just about stuff. I don't remember what, but it wasn't anything memorable. Then he looked at Jerry and said "Why don't we all go in the back yard?"

Wendy smiled at me and her and Jerry held hands and walked toward her back fence and Joe took my hand and took my to the side fence. He turned me so I leaned back against it and put his arms around me and leaned in and said "Can I kiss you?" I said something along the lines of "Uhhhhh OK I guess" and laughed that stupid nervous laugh. It didn't phase him. He said "Have you ever been kissed before?" and I did that stupid laugh and said "Uh no!" and then he just did. He kissed me. I had been told what it was like but I was in no way prepared for the actuality of a boys mouth on mine, open at that, and his tongue in my mouth. It did not feel anything at all like I thought it would. I thought it would feel like mine, not noticeable. I was wrong. I remember that I just stood there frozen for a few seconds then I remembered what Wendy told me to do. Move my tongue. I did. Apparantly I was doing it right because he was kissing me more! I was holding my breath but it was lasting longer than I could do that and I was shocked to find out that I could actually breathe while doing that! Then he stopped and said "Well, now you been kissed" I just stared at him all googly eyed and grinning. He said "Wanna do it some more?" and I said "Uh, yeah" but this time I managed to not laugh. And he kissed me a few more times.

I remember it was October and starting to get chilly, and it was very dark outside with only the lights from the house. The air had that fall smell like leftover smoke from burning leaves earlier in the day. You can smell it outside every fall, and every time I smell it I think of that night. I could feel the cold metal of the chain link fence pressing up against my back where my shirt had hiked up in the back when I reached up to put my arms around his neck. I remember the crinkle and shuffle sound the leaves made as we walked through them and Kathy's little yap yap dog next door barking his head off. His mouth tasted like Dentyne gum and when he breathed out I could feel it on my cheek and his hands were so very warm and rougher than I thought they would be. And when Wendy and Jerry came back up there after a few minutes and interrupted us kissing and told us "We better get back up to the house before they know we're out here" Joe put his arm around me and pulled me close to him to walk back up instead of just holding my hand.

We got back up there just in time. We had planned on listening to more music and sitting next to each other close, but Wendy's mother had other plans. She brought us Rice Krispie treats and Jerry's little brother Sam to keep an eye on because he was getting cranky. They had to go shortly after that, it was a long drive. We all walked out to the car and they left. I spent the night at Wendy's house that night and we both went over every single detail of the night. She was right, I could do that.

I know this is detailed but this is a really great memory to me and every sensory thing from that night is just burned onto my memory. Sometimes out of the blue something that reminds me of it will take me right back to it. I'm glad you asked this question. While I think about it when something reminds me, I've never described it before. That was really nice, because I sort of got to relive it in my head.

Thanks!

different circumstances, same damn outcome:

during the middle of summer, my best friend and next door neighbor, Carolyn, and i, both 12, were cooling off under a shade tree at the top of the sledding hill at our community center, which was a street over from ours.

a few minutes later, my crush, Jim, and her crush, Wayne (both 13), showed up, as they often did, and we all started talking....then came a "slight" problem: Wayne started holding my hand, and Jim then started holding Carolyn's. Carolyn and i looked at each other in disbelief; but we didn't know what to do about the situation, so we did nothing, lol.

anyway, after a while, Jim led Carolyn to a nearby shade tree, and just as i saw him lean over and kiss her ,, Wayne suddenly pushed me to the ground and started licking me like a freaking Great Dane. i was so disgusted, angry and shocked, i yelled out to Carolyn "i think i hear our moms calling us" -- and we both got up and ran home!

Humorous, I was so panicked I slipped bending over the center console of my Car and kissed somewhere in the area of the lower left side of her chin. Luckily she took pity on me and kissed me right afterwards and frankly spooked inexperienced me when she slipped her tongue into my mouth.

morning after reassured it