Do you remember your first kiss? I do. Well, I remember *my* first kiss, I doubt that I knew you when you had your first kiss 
Do you look back fondly on your first kiss? Do you remember who it was with? Where it took place, what you were wearing, who else was around? I remember my first kiss as though it was yesterday, and regrettably, not because it was a good experience!
My first kiss felt a lot like this!
I was 14, and it was the summer before I was to start high school. It was probably one of the hottest days of that summer, too. My best friend and I were walking over to the schoolyard of a neighboring school where a bunch of skater boys would hang out, practice their skateboard tricks, smoke dope, and spray paint on walls. I was a natural blonde then, and I wore my hair long, and with a center part. I didn’t wear makeup, and my eyebrows were super-bushy. I wore a pair of pink denim cut-off shorts and my hyperlite t-shirt (remember those color-changing t-shirts?), that I saved up all summer for, and was so disappointed once I finally got it. Afterall, at best, it would just outline your hot spots: armpits and boobs! Anyway, it went in the dryer once, and never changed colors again. But I digress…
It was so hot that day, and the walk was at least a half an hour long, and we were so sweaty by the time we were approaching the school. My friend pulled out her compact powder and let me use some to take the shine off my face. I’m sure now I just looked like a shaggy dog with powder caked onto my sweaty face. It couldn’t have been pretty! Anyway, the guy I had a crush on was her ex-boyfriend. He was a bad-ass, wore a toque in the summer, and was an aspiring graffiti artist. He tried to be impressive by talking about the kind of music he liked, “a little east coast rap, some west coast rap,” blah blah blah… I had no idea what he was talking about. Rap music to me was a subject I knew nothing about. I was still listening to New Kids on the Block! (I thought that Jordan was *so* dreamy!)
There were a group of about 5 or 6 guys that all hung out together at that schoolyard, and my crush was wearing rollerblades that day. The group of them had just smoked a joint, and were now smoking cigarettes. Gross! Anyway, he asked me if I wanted to take a little walk with him, and we went around the corner of the building out of sight of the others. We had nothing in common, and nothing to talk about. It was awkward. He had his back to the wall and I was standing in front of him. He smiled at me and sort of leaned in, I stood on my tip-toes to reach his mouth and we kissed. I had no idea what to do, and having seen ‘passionate’ kisses in movies, I thought the idea was to lunge at the other’s mouth and attack their tongue with yours, picking up speed as you go! In hindsight, I can’t completely blame him for the kiss being awful… I’m sure he didn’t enjoy it either! His breath was awful, and his mouth tasted like cigarettes and sweat, and his beard stubble scratched my face a little. When we pulled away, we both had to wipe a significant amount of saliva off our faces. We both sort of smiled sheepishly and went back to join the rest of the group.
There were no sparks. No fireworks, no bells ringing, no cracks of lightning or little birds singing in my ears. Just a bad taste in my mouth and a face full of slobber! Who knew I’d come so far, from that awkward, homely, insecure girl experiencing an uncomfortable mouth-battle with a smelly boy, to where I am today, praised for my sexual prowess?!
Well, guess you gotta start somewhere!
Tell me about your first kiss?
xox Vi
June 27th, 2010 at 11:18 pm
Im sorry that your first kiss wasn’t the best, but mine was. It started out as me and one of my friends, and also the girl that i had liked for years, were hanging out at my house one day. It was the first time she had ever came over and at first it was really awkward because she had never been over to another guys house. (By the way she was 14 and i was 16.)
So it started out with us just playing a few video games and just getting used to each others company. So we started talking and making jokes and we decided to go swimming and then went and relaxed in the hot tub. It started raining while we were in the hot tub but we stayed in there.
We kept talking more and we started talking more about personal stuff and started to get more comfortable around each other. I complimented her on her looks (i wasnt trying to do anything because she was in a long distance relationship) but i just told her that she had beautiful blue eyes and stuff like that. I have a reputation as a gentleman.
After we were done in the hot tub we got out and we went back upstairs to change and she borrowed one of my shirts because hers had gotten wet outside. Then we went back down to the basement and she got back on my computer and we just stayed there and talked for a while. So she started to be more quiet so I laid down at the bottom of my staircase and said “im tired.”
So she said “no” and kicked me, but just playfully. And after I just laid there for while she came down and sat beside me and we started talking again. And I acted like I was going to sleep and she said “Wake up or ill sit on you”
So i said “go ahead, u weigh like 98 pounds” (I’m 6′1 250 pounds)
She wasn’t kidding and actually did and she straddled my chest and we just laughed. So we both agreed that it would be really weird if my mother saw us like this so she got off and sat beside me again.
But this time she laid her head on my chest and we kept talking. So just for fun I started playing with her hair and she played with mine. (I remember this so well, that I even remember how great that her hair smelled.)
Then she gently grabbed one of my hands and we kept talking. After a while she moved her head across my neck so that our heads were close to each other and we didnt even say anything, we just laid there. And she moved up so that her lips were resting on my chin and her hair was tickling my face. When this happened I jokingly said “haha, stop kissing my chin.” After I said this she slowly leaned up and she looked straight into my eyes and I looked straight into hers and we slowly leaned and and kissed. It was very slow and gentle with a little little bit of tongue and she gently bit my lip. And afterward I just sat leaning my back against the wall and her sitting in my lap with our arms around each other and kissing occasionally until she had to go home. It was hard to believe that that was both of ours first kiss because it just seemed like that it was just to amazing.