First Kiss

[gabbles]

Well, hi



I thought it would be cool to have a thread where kittens could tell there first kiss-be it first kiss with a girl (or boy for the male kittens ) or first kiss with their current partner. For the writers of the board, maybe even make it into a kind of story type thing.

For kittens like myself who are still struggling with their sexuality or still in comming out phase, I though it would be a cool thing to read about others and their First Kiss experiences. Things like age/situation or whatever.



If there's already a thread about this, I couldn't find one and the mods are welcome to delete/move or whatever. I thought it should be seperate from the Comming Out thread



*hugz*

~Gabs

"I'm known as the fat lesbian chick on Buffy. Of course, I mean you stand me next to an actress like Sarah and I look like I'll eat her. *beat* Wait, that didn't sound right. But, you know what I mean."-Amber

Edited by: gabbles at: 7/9/04 1:12 am

[kukalaka]

Or first kiss with anyone regardless of gender. There are straight/bisexual kittens, you know



My first kiss wasn't anything noteworthy and I'm single at the time being, so no story here

[gabbles]

Yes, or first kiss with someone of any gender...I was just thinking for the whole Comming out thing-reading stories of others kinda makes things easier....



But yes...kisses of any kind



*hugz*

~Gabs

"I'm known as the fat lesbian chick on Buffy. Of course, I mean you stand me next to an actress like Sarah and I look like I'll eat her. *beat* Wait, that didn't sound right. But, you know what I mean."-Amber

[maudmac]

Oooh, good thread, gabbles. This should be interesting.



My first kiss was when I was 13. His name was Jason and I didn't particularly like him, but I was young and stupid and my self-esteem was low enough that I was really just flattered that anyone at all was willing to kiss me. My next few kisses were also with boys, and for those same reasons. (And can I just say that those were the most horrible kisses, too. I swear. Bleh.) Anyway, it was at the skating rink, of all places. I suspect many people had their first kiss at a skating rink, back in the day. One of these songs was probably playing at the time. Jason went on to grow ridiculously tall and become some kind of biker or something. I often wondered later what I could have been thinking, but I try not to beat myself up for ever having been 13.



Besides, in that time, at that place, acting on your gayness really wasn't an option. We had no Gay-Straight Alliances, no internet, no nothing. If you didn't happen to personally know someone gay (and out), it was easy to believe you were a freak. Hence, I think a lot of older gays and lesbians probably had opposite sex first kisses. I'm so glad things seem to be better these days. The average age for coming out has dropped a lot in the last fifteen or so years, from early-20s to mid-teens. It's hard for me to imagine coming out at the ages so many of you posting here are coming out - 13, 14, 15. I knew girls gave me butterflies and boys did nothing for me when I was that age, but I couldn't have come out at that age for anything. As it was, I did come out when I was still in high school, but I was 18. It didn't get me a girlfriend there, though. Useless coming out!



My first real kiss wasn't until I was 19. With a girl! sigh Yay! Much better! She was my first gf. She had such pretty lips, too. And she got my virginity. I'm happy about that.

---

i wasn't sniffing your spicy brains

[sprhrgrl]

i had a straight first kiss, even though i started a gay/straight alliance. i was in heavy denial in middle school and fooled around too much with boys. so my first kiss was with one of them, although i ended up not so much kissing them as other things.



still, my first girlfriend read something as me having lots of kissing experience and so, as to not disappoint her, my first real kiss was actually pretending that i knew what i was doing and "teaching her" as i taught myself. to jackson five, no less.



my first kiss with my husband was amazing. i lived on campus with roomates that i hated, and he had come up to see kate bornstein speak at my school. he had been invited to stay over because i my school is three hours from where he lives. i had a cold at the time, and at one point before the show, on the way there, i mentioned wanting to kiss him (this was the second time we'd met in person; i met him through reading his zine). i couldn't, however, because of my cold. made admitting it easier.



as we were waiting for the show to start, i had some sobe and offered a sip to cubbie (the other person in this story, yes). he accepted, and one of us mentioned saucily that he had my germs, so. . .



so after the show we waited in a long line to meet kate (ze blessed us, so happy to see two genderqueer totlets so obviously smitten). afterward, in my attempts to stay away from my roomates we wandered around campus. there are amazing sights there, lights that shift color all through the rainbow and set up so that you can see them, a camera obscura.



i took cubbie into the camera obscura to see the lights - camera obscura means "dark room" and the concept is that you can see things from outside through a very small hole, light projects into the dark upside down on the opposite wall. you can read more about them here. i was being completely innocent in these maneuvers, which is funny because i had wandered around campus with a previous crush pointing out all these places to make out and never getting up the nerve. . .



the camera obscura is essentially a dark closet. closets, although bad for some reasons, are great places for kisses. so we kissed, awkwardly as we realized that we could, and it all fit in to place. i was breathless, and not just because i couldn't breathe out of my nose.



this was about ten thirty, eleven. we continued around campus, kissing all the while, until we stumbled home around four. i still was nervous enough to offer cubbie the couch cushions to sleep on, on the floor. that was silly of me.

Sweetie, I'm a fag. I been there. - Tara (Dead Things shooting script)

[Pj all the way]

Well my first REAL kiss was at the age of 14. With what after that became my girlfriend.



I have been out as bisexual sins I was 12. I have always been very much ahead of my age. Even my body, at 12 I looked like a 16 year old. My girl, the one I will always love more then anything in the whole wide world for as long as I live. She never looked more beautiful then when I kissed her that night! I knew her for some years already, she was my best friend.



We were hiding from the world as usual in ore tree house that we had build in the woods behind my house.



We talked about everything and anything. Mostly about ore sexuality. She was bi too.



We were laying on the old pillows we had found a few weeks back. It was night already, and pretty cold.



She was laying in my arms, I remember so well that exact moment that she looked up into my eyes.



Her eyes glistered with such brightness it nearly blinded me. And I couldn’t resist. When ore lips met I finally felt at home.



She died in a car accident little more then a year and a half ago… but one thing is for sure, never will I forget about that kiss.



Edit to say: SOWWIE!! damn I really need to focus on taking my sig away :S

Edited by: Pj all the way  at: 7/9/04 9:41 am

[veiled isis moon]

Hey,



Recently came out to my mum and friends........although my mum thinks i'm pulling her leg! I have a wacky and weird sense of humour and will often tell her stuff just to shock her and see her face! It's funny, kinda backfired on me though...........when i'm actually telling her the truth, she thinks i'm joking!



I've never really had a real kiss. I mean, ive kissed loadsa blokes and done............stuff, but its never meant anything. It was mostly just cos i was bored or drunk, flattered by the attention or because my mates were doing it! Silly i know, but ive never really met a bloke ive wanted to kiss. Ive met loadsa women i've wanted to kiss..........but i hadn't come out to my mates at that point..........so me making out with a girl in the corner, may have caused a few problems with hearts!



So that's me. I'm 21 and i've never really had a real kiss. Man, i need to go out and get...................



Michelle.x

[loveAmber]

Well my first kiss was with a boy when i was 15. I was at that time confused and didn't knew if i like't boys and girls or just girls. Well when my boyfriend at that time kissed me it did nothing to me. That's when i knew that i only liked girls. When i was 17, my [ex]girlfriend kissed me, and it was !!!! But after a while whe had to break up, because my parents told me she was to old for me, and if i didn't break up with her, they would call the police...but that's a different story....

[Krazy Dreamer]

My first kiss was with a boy at the age of 8. He was my “boyfriend,” and he used to kiss me a lot. I didn’t feel anything, but honestly, it wasn’t too bad, except that one time his breath smelled like peanut butter and it made me want to gag. But my first real kiss was with my first girlfriend when I was twelve years old. It blew me away. She made me feel things that I didn’t even know were possible. It was a real eye-opening experience. I guess I was lucky in the sense that even though I grew up in a small town, I had several gay and lesbian friends, including a cousin who is only 3 months older than me. Of course being forced out of the closet at the age of fifteen in front of the entire school kind of helped, because the other kids who were still hiding in the closet would flock to me, and tell me that they were gay too. So I gained a lot of gay friends this way. So something good did come out of it. But yeah, coming out in the 80’s was no picnic at all. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. Maybe someday I’ll post my story in the “Coming Out Issues” thread, but not today.

"Some men see things as they are and say,'why?' I dream things that never were and say, 'why not?'"

- Robert F. JFK

[Gatito Grande]

First kiss, of the straight variety (boo!): you think some of you are slow to develop/behind the times? I didn't get a *straight* (real) first kiss until I was 18!



It was the summer between graduation (high school) and my first year of college (remembering GG's decrepitude, this was also in prehistoric times: 1980). A group of exchange students were passing through my hometown (Sacramento) en route to returning to their countries of origin (my family hosted a girl from Ecuador: I honestly can't say if she was hot or not, I was in too much denial then). One of these students was Antoine, from France.



There was a party at one family's house, featuring that California cliche', the hot tub. Us kids were in and out of that tub, and you could tell that the vibe was getting . . . friendlier, as the evening wore on. Antoine kept saying to me "Let's go under the water!" Being the Shy, Demure Lil' Virgin (TM) I was---and having a good idea what he had in mind---I said No. Finally, I gave in, ducking under the water for an expected kiss . . .



. . . and good googly-moogly did I freak when suddenly I felt his tongue in my mouth! (in hot water no less: now, the bacterial implications alone horrify! ) I kept my 18 year-old cool, of course {snort!} when we popped back up, but I resisted all further entreaties to do it again.



GG However, I did gain the still (to me) boastable claim of having my first French kiss w/ a Frenchman. Out



Girl-kiss: OK, this story is lame (like the other wasn't? )---



Portland, 1988: her name was Gina, we worked together, and she was my first real girl-crush. I had it So Bad for her and, I'm pretty sure, she knew it the whole time. She just yanked me this way and that: being her dog, I followed where she pulled. She would tell me about past girlfriends---possibly just to lead me on (she was an incorrigible liar, as others warned me)---and then make out w/ guys right in front of me, while my heart broke. I spent money on her (knowing GG of today---the impoverished one---maybe some of you are going "What???" ). I turned on all the GG charm, in the most romantic settings I could find: ski chalets, Oregon forests (love 'em!), her place. As I recall, at some point a hot tub was involved here, too! But, aside from some emotional manipulation, Nada.



Anyway, after about 9 months of toying, teasing and taunting me, I'd pretty much given up. We still worked together, she still turned me on, but I knew nothing was ever gonna happen. We were at July 4th Barbeque (heh, this story is about exactly 16 years old, go figure) and . . . can you guess? Gina was drunk. So it's at this point, she's makes some drunken allusion to me being after her, or her being after me---under the influence, who could tell what she meant at this point?---and suddenly (right there in public, in front a bunch of our co-workers and boss) she grabs me and kisses me on the lips! But I knew it was the "alcohol talking" (and kissing), and that it meant nothing (and frankly, she didn't kiss very well either, but maybe her performance was incapacitated!). She never mentioned it afterwards, and neither did I.



My only satisfaction: when I left town a couple of years later, and went (to her new place of employment) to say good-bye, she suddenly started looking all dumb-struck and almost weepy, about how she "just had to see me one more time" before I left {sniff!}. To which, I was all "whatever": I'd long since emotionally moved on. You snooze, you lose, Gina!

[Spikeizmine87]

"Remembers with not so fun memories of first kiss" I feel yucky that my very first kiss was of "the straight variety" eww...this guy liked me and we went to this dance together, i was in 8th grade not aware that I was gay, so after the dance we were outside talking and he kissed me, id like to say that i didnt enjoy it much.

But my first kiss of the gay kind was with my first and ex girlfriend, we went to Knotts Berry farm, we were sitting down waiting for her mom to pick her up, we were both very sad and i got all teary and she told me "Rose dont be sad!" Leaned down and kissed me. I wont forget it!

-Rose

This is the part where I say something witty and cool...........I got nothing!

[Tiggrscorpio]

My first opportunity to kiss a boy came at age 8. Carl was 11 and he took my superball and told me if I wanted it back, I would have to kiss him. I punched him instead and told him to keep the stupid thing.



It was another 11 years before my first real boy kiss (older than you GG). It was less than stellar and fairly disappointing. I kissed more boys after that (not a lot, it's not like I'm a kiss slut or anything) hoping that my first boy kisser was just bad at it, but it didn't get much better.



Eventually I finally clued myself in on the fact that I should be dating women. My first girl kiss was at age 26. We went to the movies and I drove her home afterwards. We kissed in my car in the driveway of her house. It was great. I finally understood what all my friends had been gushing about when they would kiss their boyfriends. I have no idea where that woman is now, but I will be eternally grateful for that wonderful memory.

*****



"The history of our nation has demonstrated that separate is seldom, if ever, equal." The Massachusetts Supreme Court upholding its ruling in favor of gay marriage

[Big Dummy]

Wow. Well, warning: embarrassing story ahead.



I'd never kissed anyone before, and then I met my first gf my frosh year in college. It was October, I think, and we'd been playing the flirting game for some time. I liked her, she liked me, we spent a lot of time together, cuddled some, but had never kissed. One night I was with my friends in the dorm lounge, shooting pool and such, and she came by. She sat and talked with me for a bit, and then we sort'v efelt affectionate and hugged. The hug changed somehow, mid-embrace, and we slowly starting pulling back from each other, our cheeks sliding against each other, until we were lip to lip. And we smooched. Nothing serious, but it was so great because it was as close to that movie-type moment as I've ever gotten.



Now for the embarrassing part: We eventually started smooching more and more, and it got heaver (i.e. speaking in tongues). Only thing is, I had no idea how kissing was done, having never done it before, so once we got to that stage I found myself in the odd predicament of not knowing...well, where the saliva goes when you're kissing. Like, it builds up, and what do you do with it? It's one of those aspects of kissing that no one ever discusses...soooo...I sort've let it run its course. Literally. We spent quite a bit of time sharing some very...sloppy kisses. And she was so sweet, because she was way more experienced than me, and so didn't want to hurt my feelings and tell me that I was doing it wrong. I eventually figured it out, and she was like, "Yeah, I kinda knew that already". I was mortified!



But I learned and made up for it after that.

[Yellow Crayon]

Oh man, my dreaded topic. My first kiss was when I was 11, with a boy. I dont remember the time or place or anything like that. I think it went something like, this,

"If I beat you in pool you have to kiss me." He said.

"What if I win?"

"Well, you have to kiss me anyway."

He beat me, I kissed him. That kid is the biggest ass to this day.

My first female kiss was with a girl that I had liked, yes. But I was personally convinced that she was straight. Well, she kissed me one day; But spent the next three months -and many more kisses later- telling me she was straight.



Who knew straight girls liked women?

[ichi chan]

Hmm... My first kiss was in first grade. It was a boy who later became one of my best friends until Middle School. It was a little peck on the lips, nothing more than that. Doesn't really count, I know, but I haven't been kissed by anyone since. I've only had one boyfriend but he was just a cover-story because I was too chicken to come out to my friends. Needless to say, I didn't let him kiss me.

"Great, I s-s-stutter even in my t-thoughts..." - my role play character Tara.

[gabbles]

Well, my first kiss was of the straight variety also.



Well, actually, if we're talking pecks, that was with my best friend in primary school....from years one to three (I moved schools in year four) we were incredibly close and would always peck on the lips. Was something that was natural to us and we thought nothing of it.



But *ahem* first 'real' kiss is actually an interesting story. I met the guy through my friend from above. I was 13, he was 14, and I'd met him the day before. We were sitting at the park near my house...on a big branch in a Willow Tree. And I had my first 'real' kiss there. Was actually kinda sweet...didn't do much for me, mind you, but I like where it happened



My first kiss with another girl was at a party last year, I was 15, and incredibly drunk. As was most of the other people at that party. Not the best way to have the my first girly kiss, but was interesting none the less. I actually kissed four girls that night...and felt like a major kiss slut the next day. But one of them was with a girl I'd been crushing on for quite awhile. Which was very cool in my book. The party was held by these girls who were very in to exploring their sexuality.



So, thats my kiss story

*hugz*

~Gabs

"I'm known as the fat lesbian chick on Buffy. Of course, I mean you stand me next to an actress like Sarah and I look like I'll eat her. *beat* Wait, that didn't sound right. But, you know what I mean."-Amber

[Stroke of Luck]

I had my first straight kiss at the age of 8. He was my classmate and he was bugging me all the time, if i love him etc. So the normal story. I even got impositions cuz of him, cuz I told him to beg off, i just wanted to be alone..hello i was just a kid well after some time we kissed and it was nothing..till the age of 20 i never kissed again (jup i was a late bloomer) than i met my ex-boyfriend and we kissed, but i hated to french kiss him and i thought errr thats not normal, right? We were 1,5 years together and it never felt right to say I LOVE U to him and the icky factor of french kissing was still there. After we broke up i met my girlfriend and i have to say that THIS kiss meant more to me than all the kisses before. I guess i am more into girls well who cant love that pretty gender eh? Well she visited me (i am from germany, she Israel and we met on this board ) I drove to the airport to get her and she was so tired (well she pretend to be) so when we got to my apartment we went right into bed. I really thought she wanted to sleep so i let her her room, but than she started to touch my arm, stroked it up and down and it felt GREAT i turned around and touched her face, we looked deep into our eyes and than i bend forward and kissed her GEEZ that was good. I pretty much saw the sparks flying around. What we did afterwards errr keeps a secret lol but we are a couple since that day..soon it will be 10 month (July 19th)



Love u Anat! Ani ohevet otach buba (its hebrew and means I LOVE U BABY)



Cu

SoL/Natti

"I wish that you were here or that I were there, or that we were together anywhere!"

Edited by: Stroke of Luck at: 7/10/04 2:51 am

[cattwoman98111]

First kisses can be amazing things, some are good, some bad and some…well, some just blow your socks off. This is one of those kisses.



First Kiss



You have spent months talking with someone, emailing, IM’ing and even *gasp* planning a vacation. This is a person whom you never had more than friendly thoughts about, never thought yourself attracted to them, and let’s face it, never even met. This is one of those situations that slaps you from out of the blue, grabs you by the collar and whips you around like a roller coaster ride.



Imagine yourself in Sin City (AKA Las Vegas) the city where what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, home of drive thru wedding chapels and $3.99 steak and eggs.



You’re in this little redneck, dive of a sports bar getting hammered and your ass whipped at darts. Both of which are fun in itself, but not the point of the story. You and your friends are playing 20 questions, you know the game…how old were you when you first …? And have you ever …? Somehow the conversation takes a turn, you can’t figure out what changed but suddenly you find yourself extremely attracted to the “friend”. The tension of the situation is almost unbearable, everyone senses it and you are not quite inebriated enough not to realize that this is Trouble. You think you can handle the attraction and move on but for the teeny, tiny lil problem of it being reciprocated.



Fast forward past all the drama and drunken stumbling around on the Strip to later that same night, you have decided you cannot leave the situation unaddressed and fly home never knowing what may have happened. You track down that “friend” who had walked off in a fit of you don’t know what to think (I use the term track down lightly when you know exactly where said friend will be) after a long talk where nothing is really said and the point of the conversation is never addressed (but you can tell anyone who may want to know how many exterior lights there are at the Sahara) you make this declaration



“I don’t have many regrets in my life, but I don’t want to regret not doing this” and you kiss her.



Ever had your tummy jump to your throat, your toes tingle and any sense of reason leave you? Ever forgotten where you were and where you had to be? Ever thrown caution to the wind and just gone with your gut, if not, I suggest trying it at least once in your life.



Relationships are never easy, and though distance and circumstance are difficult at times I can say with all honesty I don’t regret a thing.



And to the special woman who is sharing this wonderful experience with me, thoughts of you warm my body, fill my mind and remind me of how full life can be.

The test of courage comes when we are in the minority. The test of tolerance comes when we are in the majority.

[pookie ray]

June 25th, 1997 during the summer between my sophomore and junior year of high school. She's my best friend and sleeping over because that's what girls do in high school with their friends. We're watching a concert on MTV and get really bored and she decides we should play Truth or Dare, which turns out to be a very bad/wonderful idea. I end up daring her to kiss me and to my surprise she does. Even more shocking is I like it, it was like the world stopped for just that one moment and I finally realized that I liked her in more than a friend way. So I end up daring her to kiss me again and again till we've spent the whole night kissing and holding each other. Now that was a pretty good night.



We ended up dating for two years but the super-secret dating of two very scared but very in love girls. It ends up not working out when we head off to college in different states. I find out she's been cheating on me in college and had been doing it in high school which destroys me.



Her birthday's tomorrow which makes me kinda sad. All I know is that it's been 5 years since we broke up and there hasn't been a day since then that I haven't thought about her. She was and still is my first and only love.



Emily

[numbered words]

Wow. Well uhh my first straight kiss was when I was 6, but we're going to forget that one and move on to my teenage years.



My first kiss with a boy (that I actually liked) was in march of my 8th grade year (2003). This kid, Mike, and I had been tiptoeing around each other for about two weeks I think. He liked me, I liked him *giggle**giggle*. We were at a get together at a mutual friend's house. Everyone left and the only people that were left were me and him (and the kid that lived there). We were all cuddly when I decided to make a move. I moved my head and did a little eskimo-type kiss thing on his nose. He got the hint and turned to kiss me.



Now here, I'd love to say that it was amazing and that I'm going to be comparing all of my future kisses to it. Well...I will be comparing them all, but in a "worst kiss" kind of thing. It was gross and slobbery. I'm lead to believe that you're supposed to work into the kiss. Like normal kisses and then if you want you can get into the french kissage and such. He just plunged in with the tongue. It was disgusting. But I was young(er) and naive and all I could think was "he's kissing me...wow!!". We kissed several times and night and each time I had to wipe excess spit off of my mouth.

The next day he "broke up" with me, even though we never went out. "That was a great kiss last night, but I don't think that I can handle a girlfriend because I'll just have to leave you when i move." Did he ever actually move? I don't think so.



And my first kiss with a girl (besides during spin the bottle) was with Kristen on this past New Years Eve. It was just a peck and such, but it doesn't matter. I'm counting it dammit. There were no bells sounding off in the hills, but still.





And those are my stories.



-Kristyn

[shadowygirl]

Well now I feel like a good girl hah My first kiss was the day before my 19th Birthday which was less then a month ago hah ...

It was with my girlfriend Arron/Karmah , from the kitten she came to visit me for my birthday this year we have been together 11months today , It was the most amazing thing I've ever felt , we were walking along the beach being nervous and shy heh and every time she leand into kiss me I would turn or take a step back hah I didn't even notice I was doing it then she leand to kiss me and she wrapped her foot behind my legs so I couldnt' take another step away without thinking "remember I'm not used to being so close to someone face to face like that I dont even hug most people so it was new ya know *blushes* " hah so it was different but once we kissed it was amazing and just well Amazing words cant even begin to tell how it was , and how much I miss kissing her now that shes gone home , and how empty my hand is now that shes not there to hold it *sighs* I love that lady with all my heart .... I may be 19 and only ever kissed my girlfriend but I'm glad I've waited its well worth it .....



Luv April

[wildpatience]

The first kiss that I really count (I had been kissed by some boy when I was much younger, don't really know the age) and it was from a girl so it sticks out in my mind the most.



I was 15 I think, and I had been into this girl for a long time, although I didn't know it half the time. She had helped me a lot, especially through my really down times. And, so, we had this thing of writing stories in this metaphorical world to help explain what was happening to us in the real world. So right before New Years Eve I wrote this story were we kissed. Nervous as hell I sent it to her via e-mail. I didn't see her until New Years Eve where we went to the downtown celebration and found ourselves in a deserted City Center building.



Well, I hunched into a corner on the second floor where no one could see me and we sat talking for a while. Suddenly, she asked if she could do something. I said sure, whatever you want to do. So, then, she just...kissed me. Just becuase I had written that we were kissing. I was so surprsied but so happy. After that we continued to kiss for so long, but nothing to serious. I mean...15, scared, and not really sure what was going on. Such an innocent relationship at that time. I couldn't kiss her at midnight though, my mom made me send her home for some reason. But...ah...the good old days.



My first kiss with my present girlfriend? At prom in my junior yer. I wore a tux (yay!) and she had a beautiful dress on...We had decided to go on a date earlier in the evening so I walked her out to her car and kissed her goodbye. I think it was her first kiss from a girl so kinda momentous.



Anyway, those are my stories.

[Ghostwriter]

Great thread! My first kiss was when I was 16, he was my best friends boyfriend. (Don't ask, it's a long story) Needless to say, I didn't like it, he slobbered. But it was the 80's and you did what other girls did. Now the kiss I will forever hold in my heart as my FIRST kiss happened when I was 17, a senior in high school. It was Easter break, she was a classmate. Prior to the break she told me that she thought she was bisexual. I almost didn't know what the word meant! I was so naive. Anyway, we had hung out all night, just driving around, cause that's what you did in the 80's. We stopped at the beach and took a walk. We sat down and just talked, about nothing really. Then she turned to me and said "Have you ever thought about kissing a woman?" Of course my heart stopped beating and my mouth refused to work, because ever since she told me she thought she was bi that's all I could think about. So I told her no, because it was the first thing that came to mind. She just smiled, I still see that slow, sexy smile in my dreams, and leaned over and kissed me. I can't tell you how long it lasted. All I can tell you is that it was perfect. Time stopped. I have never since had a sweeter kiss. So what did we do? Well we went to my house and spent the night kissing on my bedroom floor. She was a great kisser and taught me a lot! She was my first love and I'll never forget that kiss in the moonlight on the beach.

Edited by: Ghostwriter at: 7/13/04 8:04 pm

[screeminguitar]

Wow, I just finished reading all these accounts, and needless to say, I am teary eyed. Thanks a lot kittens!!!!!!!!!!

These are beauuuuuuutiful!!



My first? Well, Yes, I wanted it to be my best girlfriend, but ended up being her brother. Gawd, I was just thinking it was her the whole time. I used him.

That's what a stupid teenager (like I was) does sometimes. I regret it--but now that he has died in a motorcycle accident I am glad he shared love with me. Cause, he never married or came close.

My girl thanks me for that....we went our seperate ways ==she married a Congressman--I married an Executive--I wanted a child so, I have no regrets.

I am attracted to women but have loved some men....does that make sense?????

Women are the most gorgeous creatures God put on this earth......amen.



Marie

[xita]

Sadly, my first kiss was a boy. I was a kid really. Ten or so. Our older siblings were playing kissing games so we decided we would too. We were playing hide and seek and we found this really good spot. We thought , they'll never find us here. And they didn't. We began to get worried. It was getting late. To pass the time, we began playing the kissing game. We had to keep our fingers crossed if we didn't want to be kissed. If they weren't crossed, the other person could ask for a kiss. Well after a while, we were leaving them uncrossed on purpose. It was chaste little pecks at first but then we were kissing like the big kids. That got boring for both of us I think, then we left to try to find our older siblings. All the 14 year olds had ditched us and were just plain making out. It was funny.



After that, I had boy kisses with boyfriends but who wants to count those.



My first kiss with a girl came with my ex, I was 18 and we'd revealed our feelings to each other. It was over the phone so this was the first time we had faced each other with everything open. We went to a park and parked and talked for a while. Then it looked as if we were leaving. I got impatient, I asked her, "so when are you going to give me my first kiss." Well it was right then and there and that relationship lasted 13 years. I had thought I was bi or lesbian since I was 12 but there was always the nagging doubt that I wanted what I couldn't have. Well, I never had another doubt after that first kiss.

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"Trust is a risk masquerading as a promise."

[foreverpiper]

Well I just turned 16 in June, and my first kiss was with a girl I'd liked for a while. Now that I look back on it we flirted constantly. She knew I was a lesbian and I'd thought she was bi because of a conversation a bunch of us had had during an all day drama thing. But anyway...it was last year, during Christmas break.



The day before, her, her boyfriend (yeah...shoulda been my first clue), and our friend were watching Finding Nemo. And after the movie we talked. Somehow my friend had dared the girl to kiss me. I was against it, because her boyfriend was right there...but she got the better of me. She pinned me against a table and kissed me...twice. Real quick, little pecks. Her boyfriend thought it was funny and was like 'give her tounge!' I didnt respond to it though.



The next day she invited me to her house to watch movies, so I went over. We eventually started kissing, and made out for a good 45 minutes. It was so awkward because I didnt know what the hell I was doing. But she just, kept on coming at me. Then I left and she asked me to come over for New Years Eve. When I got there it was her and her boyfriend (who i was kinda friends with). I felt really awkward because in my mind, I was really confused. Why would she want to kiss me? Later that night after her boyfriend left, and I told her I didnt understand how she could do that to her boyfriend. I just didn't understand. She just shrugged. We kissed again, even though I felt really bad about it later. That was about it.



Nothing ever happened and my crush died...at least i thought it had. She ended up moving away a few months later because of problems with her mom, and I was really upset, because she was still one of my best friends. A month later we saw each other again at a friends birthday party. (It was me, her, the birthdaygirl who was bi, and our other 2 friends, who were lesbians, and seeing each other) I ended up kissing her again, and once again, thought something would happen. But sure enough, the next day she started making out with her boyfriend right in front of me. We've said a few hello's online now and then, but we've lost touch.



Now that i look back on it, I wished none of it had ever happened, because I'd never felt so used before in my life. Since her, I havent kissed anyone nor had a crush on anyone. But now i realize i've written a book about it...so sorry



Then again...there was this one time when I was 5 when I may have kissed a friend Marideth on the lips. That may have been a first clue as to how queer I was. Heh...but the memory's fuzzy, so I'm not sure it really happpened...

Galahad: What a strange person. French Dude: I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elderberries. Galahad: Is there someone else up their we could talk to? French Dude: No, now go away or I shall taunt you a second time. - Monty Python

[KiwiAlcyone]

My first kiss was with a guy - I was 13 and it was at Summer camp and it was quite possibly one of the worst experiences in my life. I was so nervous and had no idea what I was doing. It was decidedly icky and suffice to say i didn't kiss anyone for five years after that.

It was worth the wait though, it was with a guy I'd had a crush on for quite some time and I was absolutely head over heels in love with him (I thought anyway). That kiss was gorgeous, I think I'll forget that first mistake and make it my new first kiss.



It had never occurred to me that I would be at all interested in kissing girls until it actually happened. It was something really special. I was 22 and visiting a friend in Canada. We were both nervous as hell even though we'd drunk almost an entire bottle of rum and were completely off our faces. We just lay snuggling for hours, alcohol wearing off but getting closer and closer until I ended up stroking her face with my thumb and then I asked if I could kiss her. When it finally came that kiss blew all of the other kisses I'd ever had right out of the water. I had to get on a plane to fly back home that day which was sad.



Alcy

Reality continues to ruin my life - Calvin and Hobbes

[sam darls]

My first kiss of any kind (pecks on the cheek and the lips) was with one of my friends when I was growing up..we laugh about it now, because he's gay and so am I , we were about 9 years old. My first real kiss (when I was 17 or 18 I think) was with my friend Gemma (misstilly0609 on The Essence of Amber board), she came to see me and we kissed.. but now with my girlfriend, it feels like I'm having all my first kisses all over again . Love sam xx

"Sometimes things happen between people that you don't really expect. And sometimes the things that are important are the ones that seem the weirdest or the most wrong. And those are the ones that change your life." - Jessie Sammler (Evan Rachel Wood)

Edited by: sam darls at: 7/17/04 8:07 am

[Taras Shadow]

Oouu first kisses stories! Neat!



My first kiss was with a girl, my best friend Kari. We were 7 and we kissed a lot! The very first time we were in her closet in the kitchen (irony? ) and we had a flashlight and we were reading our school library books we got out. Well, we discovered that kissing was just as much fun as reading. (And I LOVE to read. ) I don't think I knew then if I was into girls and guys yet... after all, I was only 7!



Next kiss was with a boy, Clayton. I was 10 years old and he was my first "boyfriend". He was very sweet and we'd hang out together in the school yard and our parents would write us a note so at lunch time we could go to this little joint and have lunch. We stayed close and together for two years! Then I met Aaron, another boy...but we hardly kissed at all! LOL...we did, but I loved holding his hand at the movies. (Yes, when I was younger, I had a much more active lifestyle then my sister did at the time and that's a good thing.)



But, I will never ever forget my first REAL kiss. We're talking about that head over heals out of the ball park world series, seeing stars kiss. Her name was Brianna. My Breeze *sighs*. We were 13 and I met her in Winnipeg at the Ronald McDonald House. She and I bonded over having the same heart condition. She was so cute and amazing! Our first kiss happened at midnight one night. We both snuck out of our rooms and met down in the basement in front of the fireplace. She had icecream ready and waiting. We ate our icecream and talked for a long time when finally, she leaned in and her lips were so soft and full. We kissed for a while after that before having to go back to our seperate rooms and I remember I couldn't wait until morning so we could go to the basement and have breakfast together. She passed away almost three years ago now, of heart failure . But she will never ever be forgotten and I still think about her everyday.



Wow, that was a story and a half! Since I was 13, I've had a few boyfriends (one that was really only marriage material and my family adored him...and the other, I was just in a stage where...well, let's just say it wasn't the greatest rep I've had)and a serious relationship with my ex-girlfriend.



Now I'm with my girl and she'll be here tomorrow after I get off work! YAY! (She lives in GA and I live in Canada...so, I only get to see her every 3-4months, if we're lucky.)



But yes, my first REAL kiss...was... WOW!



~Holly~

Baby, baby, baby when all your love is gone, who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world

- Bright Lights - Matchbox Twenty

"Show me where to touch you." - Tara, It Ain't Fickle (Luciddream)

Edited by: Taras Shadow  at: 7/16/04 1:37 am

[WitchChick]

So..your (your being anybody who reads this) philosophy on kissing somebody is what, exactly? I mean, do you kiss them if you like them? Kiss them if you like them and think they like you? Kiss them if you KNOW they like you?



I don't know. I kinda have a fear of kissing someone and them being all offended. Various people have just talked about liking someone, being in the middle of a conversation, and just...KISSING them. I would feel incredibly rude doing that. Is it just me?



(No wonder people say I have no nerve when it actually comes to having feelings for someone, hehe)