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there's nothing like a first kiss...
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there's nothing like a first kiss... there is a tree in a park, across from the house where i grew up... at the top of this tree, carved with a pen knife over thirty years ago, are the words, "bobby loves tina". recently, i drove past my childhood home, and as i passed the park, i saw that the tree was still there... and it brought back the memory of my first kiss... it was the summer after my 13th birthday... the summer after my dad passed away... i was sitting on the equipment shed at the park, watching a volleyball game, when bobby came over and sat with me... i had the biggest crush on bobby, but never thought that he would ever talk to me... he was popular, and i was just "one of the guys"... very into sports.... we sat for a while, and talked... and then bobby stood up and carved those words into the tree... grabbed my hand, and pulled me up.... turned me so i could see what he carved, then turned me around, and softly kissed my lips... bobby and i were together that entire summer, with plenty of stolen kisses on top of that equipment shed... do you remember your first kiss? |
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5/4/2009 4:14 pm |
My first kiss, hmm mm I remember it like it was yesterday. Her soft 15 year old skin, The perfume she wore. Her breath was warm and lips were shaking and glossy (a sign of the times). She looked into my eyes as we were both afraid to close our eyes, when we finished she smiled, embarrassed and I kissed her again. We made out lots that summer, and taught each other the meaning of love, for the time.
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When I was about 14 years old I went to dinner with my family and neighbors. After dinner my neighbor who had just turned 21 was a little tipsy and kissed my in the parking lot. But, sometimes I like to pretend that one doesn't count lol.
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That was when the butterflies moved in....and they never left 
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5/4/2009 10:54 pm |
It was the summer of 5 grade to 6 grade...her name as beautiful as she was...Priscilla P. slim and tall...hazel greenish eyes... dirty blond hair just above her waist... soon after the sun went down we started playing hid n seek in our complex...I followed her every where she went... hid in places where both of us could barley fit...once we saw an opening to run to the safe tree we leaped out of our hiding place and dash to the tree...lingering around waiting for the others to come out we sat on a wooden fence...talking, laughing, screaming at others to run faster and faster...then one of her best friends came over and dared us to kiss...we giggled looked at each other...and ewwwwwww at the thought... but her friend kept insisting... so we leaned into each other and kissed... I still remember... smile
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my first kiss ever was me french kissing for hours on end my aunt...yes my aunt. She is two years older than me and as soon as my grandma would leave we would kiss for hours. We were a bit older.. it started when I was 9 and continued until I was about 11. My first real kiss from a man, I was 15 and he was almost 19. It was in the mall here where I live. He kissed me and I felt no butterflies. He asked me to marry him...I didn't say yes.
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6/27/2009 10:38 am |
Mine was at my friend's birthday party. I was 12 or 13, I think. He had invited about 15 guys and one girl (a friend of his). She and I ended up in the corner making out. I was actually in pain when I got home from being so hard - the thought of asking her to touch it or help in any way was out of the question (this was about 1966 or 1967). LOL - I think I must have masturbated 3 times when I got home.
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