i got my first kiss tonight… im 13 and had my girlfriend karla over. we were in my bedroom writing silly little notes with this pen that u can only see the ink under a black light. we were sitting on my couch and i was writing i love karla on my arm i hold the black light to it and laugh,i kinda messed up on the heart i said. she says i think its perfect. naww i say. and she says it is to me and leans over and gives me my first kiss. i hesitated for a minute or so and said i love u karla dont forget. i wont she says. and she rests her head on my shoulder. omgi love this gurl if u ever see this karla dont forget your first kiss i love u!
It really gets me thinking, that so many of you had kisses before I was even born – for me, a couple of those stories are about times that never really existed. The 1950’s? I wasn’t born until 1986! And my first kiss wasn’t more than 40 years ago – it was a whole 40 DAYS ago. It was fairly late in the evening, and we had got away from the crowd by going outside. For probably half an hour we held each other while sitting down, then we stood up and at the same time we edged our faces closer together and our lips touched in the sweetest moment I can recall in my whole SIXTEEN years of life. So beat that for a more recent experience of a first kiss!
Brian and I used to be annoyed with each other. But over the summer we became great friends. But on Halloween that all changed. Lets just say we fell in teen love. That night I gave him a simple peck on the lips.(but that wase’nt even count, the type of kiss you give your mom, dad, or grandmother) but we started going out. I was in 8th grade at the time. He invited me to his house. No one else was there, just the 2 of us. We got caught up in a conversation about are band concert coming up. But after about 3 min. of talk are eyes met. We both quite talking in unison we leaned forward. We kept are eyes open intell are lips toeched. I was in heaven and put my heart into kissing him. When we pulled away he stared in my eyes and runned his hands through my hair. We are still going out and were in 9th grade. The first real kiss was not perfect in since of teniqe but in since of love and shock. We still laughe about it, I will never forget it.
MY FIRST INTELLECTUAL ROMANCE T Ragos was the first guy I’d ever dated of any race who wasn’t a jock, wasn’t good looking, none of my girlfriends wanted him, had a face-full of pot marks… but I was crazy about him. He was the first guy who recited poetry. We would walk for miles along the West river talking about the many places we would travel when we were old enough to get our passports on our own. We spent hours in Central Park watching children in the playground, discussing the merits of early Bowie, Laura Nyro, The Dead Kennedys, Was not Was, Lil Green (a female blues singer from the twenties). He knew everything I knew and our interests were so similar. We were not of the same race, we were not of the same teen social status (I had my choice of jocks and friends of all races and monetary status- he got beat up and ignored) I don’t know what pulled me to him. A year later I was no longer feeling it, and started dating jocks again. But for a brief moment, I had an intellectual romance.
How can you forget your first kiss? It was in my closet with Victoria, the girl next door. We where about in the fifth grade. Her younger brother and sister where on the other side of the door asking “What are you doing in there?” We kissed each other on the cheek a couple of times and then one of us said how about the lips this time? Pretty racey for ten year olds around 1957. Now I must talk of THE kiss. The one that lead to my first true love. We where walking home from our first date at the movies. It was a cold Bronx winter evening. I still remember the date 2/2/62. With snow on the ground. We stopped in a small playground near her building and leaning against this large cement turtle (sounds funny when I think of it) we embraced. Let me tell you, my feet where not cold anymore. Same for my nose, hands or anything else! We went on to become great friends over the decades but have lost touch. Jill, if your out there I hope all is well.
well, my first “real” kiss was not very romantic. I was in the 6th grade and Mike and I were on the bus on our way back from a field trip. As he leaned in to kiss me I realized that I still had on my elastics from my braces. YUCK! That was all I could think about the entire time. Everytime we kissed after that I was sure to take them out.
My first kiss was an event that I’ll never forget. I was in the basement with one of my best friend, I knew him since I was 3. It wasn’t something I was expecting, in fact kissing him never even entered my mind. I was about 14 and we were watching some show, likely a cartoon. During commercials, he turned to me, we locked eyes, he leaned forward…and we kissed. Not what I was expecting my first kiss to be like. I only wish it was more special. But what can you do? I’ll never forget it.