Do You Remember Your First Kiss?

No I don't remember my first kiss at all, I'm not even sure when it would have been, I remember being irritated by a girl (I think it was second grade but might have been 4th grade) who supposedly hated my boyfriend and had her boy-friends catch him on the playground, and I think they expected she would punch him once they pinned him down, but instead she kissed him. So I'm guessing I was kissing boys in elementary school and it wouldn't have been perhaps as memorable as if it had started after puberty.
 
I vaguely remember it, but not in detail. I remember it was at her house and we'd been hanging around together for a couple of weeks or so. We had met somehow at school. I was very timid and I think it was her that finally initiated the first kiss. I don't remember that relationship lasting too long though so ... maybe she was just giving me the 'kiss-off' :LOL::ROFLMAO:
 
I was 12 at my cousin's house, it was Christmastime and I didn't realize I was standing under the mistletoe anyway my cousin's boyfriend kissed me a real kiss. I fell in love, but he was my cousins boyfriend of course and a 12 year old wouldn't have interested him.

I told her years later after we were both married and neither one of us to her old boyfriend.
 
chic said:
Do you mean one in which you were a willing participant? My first "kiss" was when I was six and I didn't want it. My first consensual kiss was when I was 13. That was much better and I do remember it in detail.
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I mean the one. I never had anyone want to kiss me. I was actually the one who kissed, he was kind of enough to let it happen. We were both very shy, so, yes it was the first kiss. The details, new years eve, a girlfriend and I walked to a boy's house that was having a sleep over. Spent the evening talking, listening to music, playing pool and foosball. It was time to go home, the boy that lived there had a sheepdog, named Wendy, when we opened the door to go out Wendy ran out the door. It was an all out chase to catch the dog, We finally got her back home. We were outside leaving, I kind of pushed him, up against a tree, the cute guy in question and kissed him. Best decision I ever made. As they say, the rest is history.
 
Yep, I remember it all... the person, the place, the conversation on the ride home, the weather. Very special. What I don't remember is why it fizzled, but I'm so very glad it did because I don't think I would have liked that life. (It wasn't a little kid thing... if there were kisses earlier, they weren't memorable... for this one I was probably 16-17.)
 
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