They didn’t disappoint–the friends, I mean. Their kisses are another story.
My first kiss: hahaha. I was 16, “You Shook Me All Night Long” came on and he was driving me home from a SUPER boring first date at the arcade.
“I think we should make out,” he announced and pulled over and kissed me with lots of gross tongue. Then he made fun of me for how bad a kisser I was and I KEPT DATING HIM.
When I broke up with him a few months later, he stalked me for YEARS. Eventually he threatened to kill me and the police got involved. The moral is to jump out of the car and run if someone wants to kiss you during an AC-DC song.
From my dear friend @JenniferJLag:
I remember my first fist-fight (6th Grade) against Tad Mapes. We got caught and had to sit beside each other the rest of the year. As for my first kiss….can’t remember a thing! What does that tell you?! 😉
My first kiss was in 7th grade. It was a special night when all the ‘cool girl’ invited me over to a make-out party but when I got there I was the only guy. At the time I thought it’s because they all liked me but looking back it was because I was also one of the ‘cool girls’.
We were watching Austin Powers and one Kaitlyn Weiss was like, ‘We should all make out with Mike’. I was like, ‘Yeah that sounds cool.’ So we went into the laundry room in Kaity Marcowitzes Mom’s house and one at a time I made out with each ‘cool girl’. There were 6 in all. We made out with tongue and I remember thinking it was a disgusting thing that I would never want to do again. I also got the name ‘Washing Machine’ because my tongue was so aggressive and swirly, Kaitlyn Weiss said kissing me was like kissing a washing machine. I never made the mistake of kissing a girl again.
My first kiss was maybe at a party and was maybe part of a game and it was prob just a peck, and I couldn’t even tell you who it was. Ha!
But the one I really consider my first kiss (and now that I’m thinking about it, yikes the age thing is freaking me out in retrospect!) I was about 14.
I had a big crush on my friends older brother, and she kinda knew it and was very against it. He was a bit older, in high school, and it was the summer I was going from 8th to 9th grade. We were all watching a movie, and he and I were playing footsie the whole time. She left the room and he kissed me. Then walked me home later and kissed me some more. I was on cloud nine.
@1chicklette summer camp before 9th grade. Counselors & cabin-mates were watching & jumped out of the bushes to surprise us. Traumatized.
— Sabrina Starr (@Onesstarr) May 2, 2015
My first kiss was in the 6th grade, I was 11, and I was on my first ever sleep-away trip without my parents. It was with my whole 6th grade class and we were “the seniors” in my elementary school and thus got to go Washington DC for a weekend. We stayed at some Holiday Inn somewhere, four kids to a room, and on the bus ride there all of a sudden everyone started pairing up as girlfriend and boyfriend. It was the weirdest phenomenon…like we were transformed into young adults on that lot bus ride and we had to either become “a couple” or be a loser. So my boyfriend ended up being a big black boy names Kareem. Kareem was at least three times my size and heads taller, with braces and he wore glasses with lenses thicker than my own dad at the time who wore pretty much coke-bottle glasses. Kareem was also the sweeties boy in the class despite his size…
So after a whole weekend of holding hands at the Lincoln Memorial and sharing lunch at The Smithsonian, we were all taken out AT NIGHT as a treat, to some ice cream parlour near our hotel. And it was plain to see that pretty much ALL the boys had something bulging out of their pockets…and they turned out to be little stuffed animals they’d purchased at the Holiday Inn giftshop. Unbeknownst to us girls, the boys had all planned this and intended on giving their respective “girlfriends” a stuffed animal after ice cream. What is girls also didn’t know was that the boys intended on getting a kiss from us in return.
So after ice cream we walked back to our hotel, led by our teacher Mrs. Tierney and her husband, and voila…Kareem whipped out a small teddy bear from his pocket and presented it to me. I accepted it, surprised, and then was even more surprised when Kareem came in for a kiss. It was short and so quick and I remember most how soft Kareem’s skin was against mine. His cheeks were so fat that they grazed my face during the kiss 😉
I never told my mom. But it never happened again. We all went back to being “single” at school on Monday. Haaaaaaaaa! Man.
How about you? Tell me about your first kiss in the comments.