Who was your first kiss with?
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with Juliette Binoche in a forgotten café sometime in the early '80s.
with Juliette Binoche in a forgotten café sometime in the early '80s.
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A girl named Alyssa back in third grade and my father (blood father...POS) slapped me in the mouth because she was black.
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K. It was Derby day at a friend's house, I also talked to him as he took a shower, and our friend tried to shoot off the lock off the bathroom door, I don't remember if he did, but K stormed out the shower, and had a serious talk with him.
It was a very large bathroom with a short hallway in it so we were in no danger around the corner. I still have that image in my mind of K. covered in soap suds bursting out of the shower, and yelling "the door wasn't even locked!"
I wanted K. to be my first lover, but we were too young even for PA at the time, and he was also Catholic. He was/is a year older than me.
It was a very large bathroom with a short hallway in it so we were in no danger around the corner. I still have that image in my mind of K. covered in soap suds bursting out of the shower, and yelling "the door wasn't even locked!"
I wanted K. to be my first lover, but we were too young even for PA at the time, and he was also Catholic. He was/is a year older than me.
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Mine too!
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Tommy my older brother's best friend. It was my 16th birthday and he said that he didn't want me to be "Sweet 16 and never been kissed".
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Does it count if it was forced on you? I was in 5th grade and this boy in 6th grade liked me. A lot. He locked me in his family's station wagon one day, so he could show me to his older brother. 
One day I rode my bike to the gas station. I wanted to put air in the tires. The air was free back in the day, you see. The compressor was on the wall, next to the bathroom. I was trying to unhook the hose, when my admirer grabbed me from behind and pulled me into the men's washroom. He pushed me up against the wall, pinned my arms down, and mashed his lips on mine. I tried to scream, and he stuck his tongue in my mouth. I struggled against him, maybe ten or fifteen seconds, but it felt like forever. He suddenly let me go and bolted out the door. I never told my parents, I was too embarrassed.
I feel certain that if he was doing that at twelve, he probably graduated to become a rapist.
His family moved away that summer. Even so, I stopped riding my bike to the gas station to get freezies and put air in my bike tires.
One day I rode my bike to the gas station. I wanted to put air in the tires. The air was free back in the day, you see. The compressor was on the wall, next to the bathroom. I was trying to unhook the hose, when my admirer grabbed me from behind and pulled me into the men's washroom. He pushed me up against the wall, pinned my arms down, and mashed his lips on mine. I tried to scream, and he stuck his tongue in my mouth. I struggled against him, maybe ten or fifteen seconds, but it felt like forever. He suddenly let me go and bolted out the door. I never told my parents, I was too embarrassed.
I feel certain that if he was doing that at twelve, he probably graduated to become a rapist.
His family moved away that summer. Even so, I stopped riding my bike to the gas station to get freezies and put air in my bike tires.
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He was a senior and I was a sophomore. Tall, lean, shaggy blond hair that covered his pale blue/green eyes, and a grin that made me melt. He drove me home after a group of us went dancing at an all-ages club, and we talked at my front door, each leaning in closer and closer for what seemed like forever. I can still recall that first electric charge of feeling his lips on mine, of feeling his mouth part as mine did, of his tongue reaching into me. We kissed for several minutes, and I didn't dare move any other part of my body for fear of stopping that delicious kiss.
Afterwards, he said he couldn't believe that was my first kiss, as I was too good for never having done it before. We got to kiss a few more times before he got back together with his on-and-off-again girlfriend. Then I beat her at the regional swim meet.
Afterwards, he said he couldn't believe that was my first kiss, as I was too good for never having done it before. We got to kiss a few more times before he got back together with his on-and-off-again girlfriend. Then I beat her at the regional swim meet.
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Does it count if it was forced on you? I was in 5th grade and this boy in 6th grade liked me. A lot. He locked me in his family's station wagon one day, so he could show me to his older brother.
One day I rode my bike to the gas station. I wanted to put air in the tires. The air was free back in the day, you see. The compressor was on the wall, next to the bathroom. I was trying to unhook the hose, when my admirer grabbed me from behind and pulled me into the men's washroom. He pushed me up against the wall, pinned my arms down, and mashed his lips on mine. I tried to scream, and he stuck his tongue in my mouth. I struggled against him, maybe ten or fifteen seconds, but it felt like forever. He suddenly let me go and bolted out the door. I never told my parents, I was too embarrassed.
I feel certain that if he was doing that at twelve, he probably graduated to become a rapist.
His family moved away that summer. Even so, I stopped riding my bike to the gas station to get freezies and put air in my bike tires.
I'd love to kick his ass on your behalf. Or send one of my brothers to do it. That totally sucks.
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Does it count if it was forced on you? I was in 5th grade and this boy in 6th grade liked me. A lot. He locked me in his family's station wagon one day, so he could show me to his older brother.
One day I rode my bike to the gas station. I wanted to put air in the tires. The air was free back in the day, you see. The compressor was on the wall, next to the bathroom. I was trying to unhook the hose, when my admirer grabbed me from behind and pulled me into the men's washroom. He pushed me up against the wall, pinned my arms down, and mashed his lips on mine. I tried to scream, and he stuck his tongue in my mouth. I struggled against him, maybe ten or fifteen seconds, but it felt like forever. He suddenly let me go and bolted out the door. I never told my parents, I was too embarrassed.
I feel certain that if he was doing that at twelve, he probably graduated to become a rapist.
His family moved away that summer. Even so, I stopped riding my bike to the gas station to get freezies and put air in my bike tires.
NO! It doesn't count if it was forced on you. What about the first kiss that you
wanted to happen?
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Oh you!
There are 10,000 Beth Kaplans in Midwood Brooklyn alone! But maybe only one who kissed a goy boy in 1972.
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My first wanted kiss was at a dance, after the last few bars of Stairway to Heaven faded. He had his hands in the back pockets of my Roadrunner jeans. He was very tall. I lifted my face up just as the lights started to come back on, and he kissed my forehead, then the tip of my nose, then my lips. He smelled like Stetson cologne and Grape Crush. I twisted my fingers in the back of his hair, and closed my eyes. Then, it was over, and we left with our respective groups of friends. I wanted to run back and find him. As it would happen, he tracked down one of my friends, got my phone number, and became my first boyfriend.
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My first wanted kiss was at a dance, after the last few bars of Stairway to Heaven faded. He had his hands in the back pockets of my Roadrunner jeans. He was very tall. I lifted my face up just as the lights started to come back on, and he kissed my forehead, then the tip of my nose, then my lips. He smelled like Stetson cologne and Grape Crush. I twisted my fingers in the back of his hair, and closed my eyes. Then, it was over, and we left with our respective groups of friends. I wanted to run back and find him. As it would happen, he tracked down one of my friends, got my phone number, and became my first boyfriend.
Oh, that's perfect. How did he know to kiss you from the forehead down? That's
amazing!
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Her name was Georgeanna and her friends called her Georgee. Long dishwater blond hair, Green eyes. Nice tight ass, long tan legs medium tits and could kiss like Satan's daughter should!
That was the only night she was in my town as she was visiting, living in Houston.
We met because I drove my next youngest brother to see her cousin. They were tongue wrestling at the front of the car and we were kissing and feeling each other up behind the car. Knowing that it was going no further and we would not see each other again it got intense.
Had we been a little older...
It took a week for that boner to go away!
Well, this was my first ROMANTIC kiss.
I can't talk about the other one because of the rules...
That was the only night she was in my town as she was visiting, living in Houston.
We met because I drove my next youngest brother to see her cousin. They were tongue wrestling at the front of the car and we were kissing and feeling each other up behind the car. Knowing that it was going no further and we would not see each other again it got intense.
Had we been a little older...
It took a week for that boner to go away!
Well, this was my first ROMANTIC kiss.
I can't talk about the other one because of the rules...
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