It is commonly maintained that you never forget your first kiss. Do you agree?

ok, let's see.


when?

where?

who?

describe it (shy, passionate, clumsy, tongue involved etc... :p )

I cant remember mine i was Drunk :p

It was from my bus driver (to & from work) on whom I had a MASSIVE crush. We had flirted and chatted for several months and this particular time I happened to be the last passenger on the bus. Just before I got off he got out of the driver's seat and laid it on me, tounge & all. I tried to play it cool but stumbled off like an idiot.

That handsome guy would be in around his late 50's by now.



Apple

when?

it was summer 1981. Never been kissed before. I was spending my holiday in my uncles' villa at a seaside resort called Torvajanica, near Rome.

where?

it happened in a village called Pratica di Mare, close to Torvajanica. The "event" took place in his car (an old, wrecked Renault)


who?

Andrea. He was cute and got wonderful green eyes.

describe it

it wasn't unexpected. As he came closer and closer to me, I knew what it was going to happen and I wanted to be kissed so badly. I knew what I was supposed to do, if it was to be a "real" kiss. To be more accurate, I knew tongues should have been involved and this kinda scared me. Still everything was absolutely perfect. He was gentle and I liked it. I was in his arms, completely relaxed and at ease. It was not just one kiss. Others followed, each time better. I remember I couldn't sleep at all that night. I was crazily happy. I was young and beautiful and the most charming young man I had a huge crush on had just kissed me. I was in heaven. Never felt like that before. Rarely after.

shame on you!!!

mine should be over 60!!!!!!!!!!!!! (he was waaaaaaaaaaaay older than me.... )

Effects of spring, huh, Lavi?
I have nothing to tell you about these "real" (Irreal?) kisses though. I never let things go that far. I'll wait with this nonsense till Church marriage, I guess...

i'll assume were talking first passionate kiss and not first peck on the mouth or spin the bottle kiss.


When: Summer of 00' or 01' I cant quite remember. Couldnt have been earlier than 1:30 AM. I was about 14 at the time.

Where: Point Pleasant, New Jersey. My dad had rented a beach house on the shore for the week and it had a sweet roof that over looked the beach.

Who: Her name was Emily and she was from illinois I think. She was about a year younger than me and I had met her during the week.

Description: It was the day before me and my friend that I brought with me had to go home. Me, him, her and her cousin were hanging out. Me and her had gotten along great the whole time we knew each other and when it was time for her and her cousin to leave we hugged. Then we looked at each other and started to makeout. This went on for about a half hour.

when?:

May 4th, 2001. I was 16.

where?:

Santa Ana, CA

who?:

My current girlfriend Andrea (pronounced Ahn-DRAY-uh). We've been together almost 6 years.

describe it:

Very clumsy. She'd kissed a guy before, but I had never kissed a girl. She just layed it on me (and not to toot my own horn :p ), it started out clumsy, but I caught on after the second kiss. She ended up moving over here (to Maryland) at the end of the Summer of '01. Sadly, she left back to California the following June. We're still together, and we still love each other as much as anybody could possibly love each other. But the long distance thing REALLY sucks.

when? My 8th grade year.. I was 13.. soooo.. around April-ish 2000?

where? My friend B's couch

who? My first real boyfriend, Alex. Although we weren't dating at the time.

describe it (shy, passionate, clumsy, tongue involved etc... ) Messy. Clumsy. Not so good. It was my first, but definately not his first, the male slut. He ended up cheating on me.

When? May 2005
Where? The hood of my car.
Who? This girl named Nikki.

I met her the weekend before at a party and I must have told her she was hot or something, but she got a massive crush on me and she called me to come back over to this house, so I did. As soon as I got there, she was all over me. It was aight.

June, 1970. A playground in Skokie, Illinois. Fran, a gal I was dating from college.

I was 19 at the time and had dated and kissed a lot of girls and had already experienced sex for a number of years but this was the first REAL kiss. There, in the fading sunlight of an early summer evening, amidst the sliding ponds and the swings, I first experienced the realization that a slow, sensual kiss is best shared with someone you really care for. It was as though we'd been partners for years.... it was all so familiar, yet strange and new.

I often wonder what became of Frannie. Its 36 years later now and I still get sentimental (and a little aroused) thinking of that kiss. I know I'll never forget it.

SC's post = post of the year

You sure about that Patrick?
After all...it is only April.

(But it truly was a terrific post, SC...it'll probably take the remaining 8 months for someone to even come close.)

Apple

7th grade school dance.

So SC, this wasn't the kiss that did it for you??? The spark that lit the path of fire to your loins???

You may be on to something there, Sicilian Babe. From the look on his face, it seems Don Cardi helped SC to recapture all the emotion and feeling of that summer night all those years ago...

Apple

WOW, I agree this is a very beautiful post, SC...Besides, you rarely appear to get sentimental, at least on these BBs.... So I'm particularly glad I initiated a thread where we can find out deeper sides of our coboarders..... Thanks for sharing, SC!

maybe! Uhmm...no, not really. I was just....a bit...
nostalgic....Sometimes I get nostalgic and I can't help evoking special moments. This time I needed to share.


real...irreal....it all depends on what YOU are feeling at the moment. Sometimes you simply aren't there and kissing someone is nothing but putting yours on someone else's lips...no magic, no music, no nothing. If you reflect on it, it can be even disgusting and unhealthy... But sometimes it's like you are flying on seagull's wings. It happens when you kiss someone you care for and you are cared for, as SC perfectly worded. The most powerful intimacy two human beings can experience. A true sharing of souls. Sometimes this feeling is so powerful you don't even need anything more...not even sex (I know most people will disagree on this.... )....

it's alright. Wait until you feel it's your time to fly on seagull's wings. Don't give this special moment away for nothing and when it happens, live it completely.

First kiss - pah! I want to hear first sex stories.

Some of you have freakish memories (the details, particularly dates and times are scary) or you hang on to this stuff to much. :p

When?
I think I was 13, it was dark.

Where?
In a field somewhere.

Who?
This lass from another school, same age. She was stunning but rediculously shy. I mean I was nervous but she was quiet which made me worse. It's a vicous cycle. I need people to interact with me. Anyway, it was clumsy, awkward but nice.

She's been rotting in my basement every since.

great! You begin!

Well, first kiss is memorable. More than first beer, I guess! :p

great! You begin! [/b][/quote]With a man or a woman?

With a man or a woman? [/QUOTE]

WOW, you know how to tease me. Ok, you choose.

:p

Will let you know when I've got one.

Apple

As far as definitions go, my first kiss was when I was in "8th grade", and we were playing in this back lane at my friend's, and there was this older girl. A slut; she fancied me. Somebody grabbed our heads and forced us together; she didn't take much forcing. I did. It lasted thirty seconds, if that. In fact, it was probably less than ten. A tongue poked in, and wrenched out in awkward embarrassment. I never told her it was my first.

I've made up for it since.

But barely.

Let's see I was 13 I was at a youth group function at church. If memory serves me correctly it was a hayride in the country I think it was around Halloween. A senior in high school named John asked if he could kiss me and of course I said yes. Boy I was thrilled to be kissing a senior. Not much to it but that's my story.

I have that GF shirt too! it's a nice shirt

when?

About 6 weeks ago

where?

My basement while watching "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" on HBO (I haven't actually sat through that entire show)

who?

My girlfriend, 'Maria'

describe it!

Spontaneous, I haven't been kissed, but Maria has, so she has experience. We sat there on the couch, the two of us alone, and this was the first time we were actually, alone, I smile at her and she smiles back. Next thing I know, her face gets closer to mine as she leans my way. At this point, I know what's happening, so I learn forward for the goal. I really sucked (both literally and figuratively), and a few seconds after we started she quickly managed to say, "open your mouth wider", so I did feeling kind of like a fool, and we found a new hobby for the rest of the afternoon. After watching the movie, Seinfeld was on (the one where George almost gets a woman pregnant from a defective condom Kramer gives him), and we kissed in intervals, being interrupted only by funny lines or scenes (which we would both stop what we were doing and start laughing). So now, we substitute the term, "making out" as to "watching Seinfeld". Along with having a new love for my girl, Maria, I now have a new love for that 90's sitcom.