Your first kiss?

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Where was it, how old were you, tell about it. I thought of this thread when I saw something on FB about how everybody remembers theirs.

Mine was when I was 14 years old and it was with a guy that my friend set me up with. We had talked on the phone a lot and he lived a long way away but would come to Bham with his neighbor who was "dating" my friend. We were "going together" which meant we called ourselves boyfriend and girlfriend. We had been in my friends bedroom listening to albums and had a strobe light on and also a disco light. We had snuck a bottle of Boone's Farm wine too and everybody had some. Then we went out in her back yard. It was fall and kind of cool and you could smell that fall smell on the night air. That burning leaves type smell. His name was Joe. We walked over to the fence at the side of the yard and my friend and her bf walked over to the fence at the back of the yard and then Joe kissed me. We stood there and kissed for a good ten minutes, as did my friend and her boyfriend then we went back in the house before the grownups knew we were outside by ourselves, probably up to no good.

So, yours?

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Oh, mine was with my ex gf, the cute autism girl who asked me out. She was not a good kisser, she always went for the tongue right way.
it was ok, nothing too special.

On the face? 14 or 15.
On the lips? 23.

Band camp. I made out with a violist.

Ill hopefully get back to you on that in the next thirty years.

never but eventually

My first kiss happened in a dream a couple of years ago. I'd tell you how it felt, but my imagination probably couldn't provide an accurate description of a physical sensation.

I was 17 and was seeing this college guy I had been set up with. WE were snuggling and watching a movie when he kissed me. It was nice but really awkward because I didn't know how to act.

In kindergarten I was about 6 right before I started first grade. Me and my buddy at that time each had a "girlfriend" at the kindergarten. He was with a blond I was with a cute brunette.
We were alone in a room that only had big differently shaped foam blocks and as the hobby architect I was/am constructed a nice little miniature castle for us. We sat in there and talked (about what I have no clue) but probably told her she was pretty and things. And then we kissed, a real kiss. I remember she rubbed her tongue against my palate (roof of the mouth) and I sometime still to this day rub my palate with my tongue and think back. It's a nice memory trigger.

Then some fat kid came in to the playroom and jumped on top of the foam fort and ruined it and scared us as we didn't hear him at all coming in.

That's it. Life, stuff happens.

Don't remember it, but considering that I was blackout drunk for it, I can't imagine it was too good.

I was 10 and an uncle who is now on the Megan's Law database was at my family's house with his attractive girlfriend. One of them said something about "making out" and I said "what's that?" My uncle then directed his girlfriend to show me. As badly as it screwed me up (even worse) the experience wasn't all that bad

20

I'm not sure which one from my fuzzy memory was number one... ~25 years ago...

I can remember it was less about love and more about raw lust. I'm not proud of those early days of making out with almost total strangers...

In kindergarten, she was like a year older and did it so she can take my chocolate bar.

F***ing choco-diggers....

When I was 16 my parents sent me away to a self-esteem-building camp for a few days. One evening this boy and I snuck away when we were supposed to be attending some workshop, and made out behind the gymnasium. After a while people came looking for us, calling our names, but we hid from them.

I'm not quite sure that was what my parents intended when they sent me to boost my self-esteem.

It hasn't happened yet.