Do you remember your first kiss ?

My first kiss was with my girlfriend in the 6th grade. We were practicing for the big moment with a boy, but that didn't happen until I was 14 and had boobs big enough to make me interesting.

Lucky girl! Do you still like to practice on girls?

Mine was New Year’s Eve when I was 17. She was a year older and one of the hot members of the in crowd. It didn’t last that long or lead to anything further but it was SO hot!!
 
Yes, quite vividly. It was with my best friend in high school who surprised me by kissing me. I was angry at first, but it was a kiss that would forever change who I thought I was. The second time was much more pleasant. We became romantic afterwards, but in a cruel twist of fate, we were never meant to stay together forever. I love her, to this day. Pretty sure she still feels the same.
 
Yup, it was during a game of spin the bottle at a church lock-in, of all places :). Terence. Mmm those lips.
 
Yes, the girl who lived across the street, Rosanne. We were both five. She liked to play "House" ... sometimes we'd sneak behind my house just to kiss.
 
She was my first girl friend. She was my best friend's little sister. I was 4, and she was 3. We would give each other Eskimo kisses, and one day we missed noses. I was hooked.
 
yep, high school, after a Boston concert, she shoved her tongue down my throat and told me I was a great kisser. Miss that gal, ;)
 
I was a late bloomer so I was just out of high school,it was pretty amazing actually and she had great lips. I had known her since we were little kids
 
It is probably the only time in my life when I got the girl I was after. I was 10 and her name was Sunny. She was my best friends little sister and the most beautiful girl in the world as far as I was concerned. I remember when we would all sleep over at my cousins place...one morning I woke up early and they were still sleeping and I saw her and just...couldn't stop staring. Her face was so sweet and peaceful, the sunlight painting her hair all spread out on the pillow.

I still remember what that felt like. I didn't understand it at the time, I just felt like she was an angel. When we kissed in the back of my dads car a few weeks later, I must have grinned for a week. She made me promise never to tell anyone.

I never did. Not even her many boyfriends who treated her like shit.
 
First grade recess. A big sloppy one from a boy named Jimmy. Two weeks later he gave a ring from a supermarket bubble gum machine.
 
I was 13/14 and he was a friend of my older sister. In front of a fire where he lay with me and we spent forever kissing. At the time it felt terribly romantic. But now as an adult looking back? I would beat the shit out of any 17 year old who even thinks of making out with my 14 year old daughter.
 
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I was 13/14 and he was a friend of my older sister's. In front of a fire where he lay with me and we spent forever kissing. At the time it felt terribly romantic. But now as an adult looking back? I would beat the shit out of any 17 year old who even thinks of making out with my 14 year old daughter.

Ha, that's the best post!
 
I sure do. I, um, didn’t date much in high school, so my first girlfriend was when I was a senior. Vickie was her name, and I remember that first kiss. She opened her mouth while we kissed and slipped her tongue in, and, well, I’ve been a devoted, fevered fan of tongue kissing ever since.
 
I sure do. I, um, didn’t date much in high school, so my first girlfriend was when I was a senior. Vickie was her name, and I remember that first kiss. She opened her mouth while we kissed and slipped her tongue in, and, well, I’ve been a devoted, fevered fan of tongue kissing ever since.

Like Will, I was also a bit of a late starter. Other than some spin-the-bottle type kisses, my first "real" kiss didn't happen until I was about 18. What I remember most about that guy (John) was not his actual kisses but the general scent that he had; not cologne or anything, but just his general body, mouth, etc. It wasn't negative or positive, it is just... a strong scent memory.

The second guy that I really kissed... Chris was his name... really knew how to kiss...
 

At the end of my first date with my HS Sweetheart who is now again one of my lovers.

It was very traditional. At the end of the date he walked me to my front door and mumbled something about "tradition." He then leaned in and I tilted my head to receive. It lasted only a couple seconds with just a hint of tongue, but it felt like my lips still tingled for the rest of the night.
 
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