Your first kiss....

18 Aug 2008

Can you remember how old you were when you had your first, or what you thought was your first romantic kiss?
I was 9, and was stood at my front gate when I lived in Yorkshire... I still remember it to this day! I can remember him tasting of orange sqaush...
It still makes me smile! Would you share your first memories? Go on... kiss

18 Aug 2008

I was 15, on my first date with my first boyfriend. Walking with him to his place, he pulled me into an "alcovey" thing in the wall, and kissed me. He was about 6 months younger than me.........and he's just found me on facebook.

18 Aug 2008

That's lovely Winchwench!! Facebook is a wonderful thing... A young chap I saw when I was 12 has just found me on Facebook too.. he's now married and a born again christian... It's nice to catch up with people!

Quote by winchwench
I was 15, on my first date with my first boyfriend. Walking with him to his place, he pulled me into an "alcovey" thing in the wall, and kissed me. He was about 6 months younger than me.........and he's just found me on facebook.

18 Aug 2008

i dont kiss and tell

18 Aug 2008

I was 12. His name was Paul. It was on a Friday night after we'd been at the local youth club and it was raining.
It was kinda cool.
He subsequently got passed round most of the girls in my year, as tends to rather incestuously happen when you are that age... but at least I could always say I snogged him first!
wink

18 Aug 2008

I can't remember my first kiss, though I do remember my first fuck biggrin

18 Aug 2008

Ahhh the first kiss
*sighs remembering fondly*
We were both 12 and at secondary school. Was on the school playing field, in the rain, well after the bell had gone.
Got a bollocking for being late back to class but it was soooooooo worth it!!
Managed to stay together till we were 17 too.

18 Aug 2008

Quote by varca
I was 17, his name was Andy, he was 26 and it was on our first date. It went no further than a first date after I found out that he had spent time at Her Majesty's pleasure for stabbing his sister with a stilleto!! :lol2:

18 Aug 2008

I really cant remember her name, but I was about 12 and it was at a party in a village hall. I was so chuffed that I got up on stage and jumped off a la superman and knocked over her friend who was dancing. I'm a little more mature about things now... redface

18 Aug 2008

Quote by Misterwood
I really cant remember her name, but I was about 12 and it was at a party in a village hall. I was so chuffed that I got up on stage and jumped off a la superman and knocked over her friend who was dancing. I'm a little more mature about things now...

18 Aug 2008

I was 7 and the lad's name was Gordon. He was Scottish and I still had a Scottish accent at the time.
He and another lad called Graham both wanted to kiss me but I insisted that I'd only kiss one. To help me decide, I said that the boy who brought me the nicest pressie could have a kiss.
Graham brought me some perfume which he had pinched from his big sister's dressing table so I made him take it back. Gordon, however, gave me his favourite green Dumbo rubber so he triumphed in the competition. We snogged for at least half an hour in an old wrecked car dumped in a nearby car park. The windscreen had been smashed and was all over the floor inside ... I felt like I was sitting amongst diamonds!

18 Aug 2008

my first kiss was with a girl who was 6 months older than me.
Her mum tortured my mum when I came 'out' I told my mum that she should tell her that my first kiss was with her daughter and she was also the person with whom I later lost my virginity. wink

It was one of the few times I really felt connected with my mother. cool

19 Aug 2008

I was 10 and Shirley was 11 and we went for a walk after school. It was just opposite old St Pancras churchyard. After we'd kissed she said, " Ugh!! that was horrible!".

19 Aug 2008

I was five and he was six, we rode on horses made of sticks.....
sorry..... redface

20 Aug 2008

I love that song Winchy :inlove:

20 Aug 2008

Mine was as we were 11, walking along the school path during the holidays, warm sunshine, the smell of cut grass, holding hands, he leaned over kissed me and ran off ;) afterwards he was so nervous.
He's still a great friend of mine (ours) too smile