To ask your first kiss stories?

[vivivienne]

Cannot sleep and thought this could be fun. Mine is quite boring- in the corridor at a house party at 15/16, pretty sure he vomited an hour later from too many wkds

I was 11 and he was 12. It was in an empty classroom at breaktime at school. He obviously had some experience because he stuck his tongue in my mouth! I had not realised this was something people did so I was actually really grossed out by it and pushed him off me and ran away. I complained to my friend about it and she said 'no that's normal that's what you are supposed to do!'

This is going to sound like such a cliche🙈 behind a shed, it was horrible and wet and I hated it so didn't kiss anyone again for 2 years,because I thought that was what it would always be like lol

Probably not my actual first but very early in my kissing career (not the right word but can’t think of the right term!) I kissed the wrong twin- I liked twin A bit too many Bacardi breeezers meant I ended up with twin B. Still pisses me off that I was so close yet so far!

I was... ohhhh... about 12 and at a medieval re-enactment camp. I was reading my book in on my camp bed when a girl I knew came over and spoke to me a bit, then she leaned over and kissed me.

I locked up and just kept reading my book. She went away.

I was such a piss poor antisocial geek when I was a kid.

11 almost 12 in the middle of I think RE and Russ announced 'I love bess' and kissed me, which I don't think anyone noticed but I remember. He was a very good friend, although tbh by the time I was 16 I'd kissed or been kissed by most of my male friends and I can't really remember the rest. Think after that it was Dec in science when I was 12, he was kicked out of science for that and blowing up a power pack.

15 at a campout house party in my (still!) best friend's garden. It was sloppy and gross and I never spoke to him again afterwards!

He was ginger and funnily enough my dp is too- they look so alike it's weird

I was 11, she was 12. In her bedroom with her Wham tape playing and a well thumbed copy of Jacqui on the dressing table. Ah, I miss the 80s.

I was 13 and my brand new boyfriend who looked like Scott Bayo and who I fancied the pants off had just held my hand while walking me out to the bus stop at the end of the school day. He said he had to go to catch his own bus and then looked at me, smiled, leaned in, pulled me towards him and kissed me for what seemed like forever.

It was AMAZING. Passionate, a slight tongue brush, firm warm lips, a slight graze of stubble, oh and he smelled fantastic and my loins did a proper 360 degree flip. I’ll never forget it and to this day, Ive never met anyone who kissed as well as he did. It properly lit a fire in me!

Ive looked him up on Facebook and he looks as gorgeous as he did back then.

I was about 10 when i first kissed my best friend. I loved it. She hated it. I still kiss females. She doesn't.

Ooooo! This is great because my story is amazing!!! Probably softened by time, I imagine it wasn’t as ‘perfect’ as I remember it but...
It was on a beach, at sunset, his name was Iain and he was 14 and the welsh tennis champion or some such. He had wavy blonde hair and blue eyes and he was really tall and broad and I’d been in love with him all holiday at the kids club thing that we went to

Anyway after kids club finished one day we all went down to the beach and all the boys decided they were going to dive of this fissure in the cliff about 10m above the sea. I was shitting myself but thought I would do it as it would make me look cool. Iain went first (course he did!) and then I went next and when I got to shore he was standing on the beach. He said (in his sexy welsh accent) “I cant believe you did that” and then kissed me.

Can’t remember much of the kiss, short and sweet, just remember thinking “oh my god! Oh my god!” And hoping I was doing it right!!

We danced together that night at the disco and I went home the next day, we swapped addresses but never wrote to each other.

Such a nice memory though...

Oh lord , please, no

I was in year 9, my bf was in the upper sixth (bit weird thinking back). I didn’t particularly fancy him but it was a very small school with limited choices. We were in the girls’ common room, alone, when it happened. I remember it being sloppy and a bit yuck. But thankful that I’d got it out of the way, it had seemed like such a big deal before then.