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Post by SadistSecret on Mar 26, 2005 1:23:20 GMT -5
Everyone remember's thier fist kiss, right? We wanna hear your story of your fisrt kiss!
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Post by RaspberryJelly on Mar 26, 2005 12:40:36 GMT -5
Liverpool Street Train Station in London *smiles* I was ermmm 15 not much to tell really...it was just before I got on the train home. It was nice I guess, lasted too long lol I got jaw ache hahaha :0P
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Post by Dizzybee on Mar 26, 2005 16:38:49 GMT -5
aww...mine was really awkward..nice..but awkward
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Post by FierceLikeTiger on Mar 30, 2005 1:56:42 GMT -5
Well, my first kiss was with the guy that I am still with. We met on the internet, and had been talking for 9 months. We had just met about 10 minutes before and we were having this kind of awkward, quiet moment. Then he said "I love you Sara" I said "I love you too" and we wrapped our arms around each other. I started kissing his cheek and after a few kisses he turned his face so that our lips met. We ended up kissing for 18 hours straight (except the occasional bathroom break)
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Post by SadistSecret on Mar 30, 2005 2:32:21 GMT -5
OK, I guess it's my turn...
We were both in 8th grade at the time (I was a Junior before I transferred to my alternative program, but that is mostly irrelevant to the post), and I had gotten off the bus. It was raining, and I had my umbrella with me. I waited byt heback door of the bus for her, and when she got off, I stepped rigth next to her, and we started walking in towards her house. Somewhere along the way, our hands joined. When we got there, I got a "Thank You" and a kiss. -- I'll never forget it, and every drop of rain tears at my heart because if it.
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Post by FierceLikeTiger on Mar 30, 2005 13:02:42 GMT -5
*hugs*
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Post by YourDarkestSecret on Apr 11, 2005 3:03:16 GMT -5
Well, my first kiss was rather innocent, but turned to be something more. His name was Gil, and he was my first, completely obsessed with crush. He was wonderful, and bad boyish, something I really look for. He had asked me to come and help him bleach his hair. At that time we were just friends. So I did. I came over and he went to go get some stuff done at the school. So I hung out with his brother Hudson for about an hour until he got back. Then Hudson and his friend Brendan left and it was just Gil, I and our friend Marcus. We all went upstairs and Gil started to bleach his hair. I read the instructions for him, not that he really listened and he began to do his hair, you know, putting the bleach in. He soon ran into some trouble and asked Marcus and I to do it. Marcus, fortunately for me, had found Gil's X-box in his room and was currently really into a game. So, it was just me and him for awhile in the bathroom. He sat down on the toilet seat and let me do what I needed to do. He was so paranoid about getting his bleached hair in his eyes that I laughed at him most of the time. Occassionally I went "Oops!!" just to freak him out. I noticed that most of the time he was holding onto my leg, sort of clinging. It felt nice. After I had rinsed it and everything he wanted to blow dry it, just to see the finished product. We weren't done yet, and still had a little ways to go. He handed me the blowdryer and told me to just turn it on and then he'd wave his hair around. So I did, and he waved his hair around. Soon the front time came and I accidently burnt his forehead with a blowdryer. He gave a little squeal and then said "Oh yes!! Go burn me now!!" I just laughed and apologized. He was grinning though so he wasn't exactly mad. When we were finally finished he observed himself in the mirror. I watched him and when I said 'Looks good' he suddenly came behind me and hugged me from behind, resting his head on my shoulder periodically, not really wanting to let go I think. After we finished observing ourselves, he decided to go show off his new doo to his buddy brandon who lived two blocks down from his house. So the three of us walked there: Me, Gil and Marcus. Marcus and Gil had their arms around me, but Marcus soon let go and Gil was more holding me the whole way there rather then having an arm around me. It was hard to walk. When we got there, I noticed Brandon had a videogame system and wanted to play a racing game, and Gil simply wanted to cuddle me on the couch. So, I thought, why not cuddle and play videogames. I did one lap and got in second. He was rather impressed and decided to do one lap to see if he could get in first. Since I had wanted to play pool, we made a deal. If he gets in first I had to stay and cuddle with him. If he didn't, I was free to go play pool. While he was doing his last lap I leaned in to give a kiss on the cheek, but he must have thought I was going to say something, or possibly get up, so he turned his head a bit. I ended up kissing him near his lips, and he kind of turned his head to look at me more and there was moments pause before he leaned in, and our lips met. Later that night we started to kiss more and I'm not going to go much farther than that.... I wish things were still the same between us.... I'll never forget that day.
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Post by YourDarkestSecret on May 26, 2005 13:03:55 GMT -5
I talk to too much. ;D
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Post by piscesqueen25 on May 26, 2005 23:19:15 GMT -5
Mine happened when I was 15, and it was after a play that my then boyfriend was in. He came up, and kissed me unexpectedly. Tongue and all. Pretty frightening for me since I was naive back then.
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pyro
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Post by pyro on May 28, 2005 14:38:05 GMT -5
are we talking first tongue kiss, or pecks.
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Post by SadistSecret on May 28, 2005 14:41:15 GMT -5
Um, i think any kiss will do.
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Post by pyro on May 28, 2005 15:55:02 GMT -5
Okay, first non-tongue kiss: I was in my yard with my boyfriend, I just turned 14, and I had to go in for the night, so it was a stupid little embarrasing peck. He was my neighbor.
First real kiss: Scene: back of a huge white van, sitting in a park at about 10 at night. Random make-out. I was 14, almost 15, and he , incidently, was my niehgbor's older brother.
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Post by DarkNightmare on Sept 16, 2005 20:06:36 GMT -5
My first kiss was when i was 13. i had gone to grays lake to put my pet clam back to the lake. it was raining. we stopped under the over pass. and i was hugging him trying to get warm and i was looking at a house down a ways and he said hey and i turned around and he kissed me
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