You wouldn't know the girl I met her in Niagara Falls and she lives in Canada. She was totally hot though and it happened a long time ago and since then I've kissed other girls mostly in the Niagara Falls area so you wouldn't know them.
Summer before sophomore year, during summer school math homework at his house, I had my first kiss with my best friend Garrett Lane. It was going well until I opened my eyes and had my first penis in hand experience, too. Algebra will never again be the same.
13 yrs old. Spin the bottle with Brian Gadus. He was my best friend and when we went in the closet I was like "I don't know how to french, I'm so nervous!"
We played spin the bottle like 37 times that summer, it was awesome.
Yikes... I'm still reeling from the thought of Gerard Depardieu's tongue.
I was short and fat until highschool, so my first frenchiesmooch wasn't until I was 15. It was with the first of the RyanReeses that I dated in highschool. He looked like one of the CK One models at the time, so I was totally up for it.
I was 14 and we were all on top of this parking structure in Stockton, I was getting a scalp massage from this girl Katie and for whatever reason decided that she wanted to make out with me. She did, we 'frenched' and it was nice... I wish more girls would have given scalp massages.
Mine was in Denver, during the 7th grade. I can't remember the name of the girl, but she was hot. I'd met her at the roller rink. We Frenched goodbye in front of a movie theater, after seeing a movie (can't remember the film). She was kind of my first girlfriend.
A couple weeks later, I broke up with her upon finding out she'd been finger-blasted a few days earlier by my "friend" Dallas Dennis.
Some little house on School street. I think her name was Trisha or Tracy-Summer after 8th grade. She was also my first bare nipple fondle. Funny thing is she had none of the same friends, and I have no idea the circumstances leading to that fatefull afternoon...
My first real French kiss was almost traumatic, it was so bad.
Can I talk about my second? It was much more pleasant. I was 12, on the beach in Ensenada with a 14 year old boy from Anaheim who had sprained his ankle in an ATV accident earlier that day. We hung out by his tent, his older brother gave us two Budweisers before he went on a long walk with my friend Marina (so they could make out) and there was a bonfire and everything.
I think Marina got fingerblasted that night but she was much more worldly than I.
somehow, when I was 12, I convinced my mom to let me camp at the lake for the weekend with a friend. There was a bbq thing, so there was theoretically an adult present and I did have to help with the pit early saturday morning - soooooo...
Under the 'stage' which was the flatbed of an 18 wheeler. 12 years old, cute cousin of a friend (difficulty factor: she was from southern california). years later she showed up at my house to visit her aunt, who was living with us. I was so embarrassed, she was so hot. I hid all weekend.
8th grade. My first bf came over after school(Some guy named Louie). This was my first kiss as well mind you. He leans in and ejects a pound of saliva and tongue into my mouth. It was disgusting. I broke up with him the next day.
I was 14, and It was my friends uncle. He was 22. haha. I went to my friends house, he was visiting, of course I thought he was gorgeous, and that kiss ended up being the first of many experiences that day. haha
I must have been 7 or 8 years old... I wanted to see a movie really bad and my dad drove like a maniac to make it. We arrived on time and my dad bought me popcorn (with caramel, as it should be!)... he said it would only be right to thank him with a kiss...
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You wouldn't know the girl I met her in Niagara Falls and she lives in Canada. She was totally hot though and it happened a long time ago and since then I've kissed other girls mostly in the Niagara Falls area so you wouldn't know them.
Summer before sophomore year, during summer school math homework at his house, I had my first kiss with my best friend Garrett Lane. It was going well until I opened my eyes and had my first penis in hand experience, too. Algebra will never again be the same.
13 yrs old. Spin the bottle with Brian Gadus. He was my best friend and when we went in the closet I was like "I don't know how to french, I'm so nervous!"
We played spin the bottle like 37 times that summer, it was awesome.
"When did you have your first french kiss?"
--June 13, 1992, 11:44pm
"Where did it happen?"
--Paris, France (duh).
"Who was on the other end?"
--Gerard Depardieu.
Yikes... I'm still reeling from the thought of Gerard Depardieu's tongue.
I was short and fat until highschool, so my first frenchiesmooch wasn't until I was 15. It was with the first of the RyanReeses that I dated in highschool. He looked like one of the CK One models at the time, so I was totally up for it.
I was 14 and we were all on top of this parking structure in Stockton, I was getting a scalp massage from this girl Katie and for whatever reason decided that she wanted to make out with me. She did, we 'frenched' and it was nice... I wish more girls would have given scalp massages.
A girls named amy. I was in the 8th grade and I got a boner.
just this girl senior year in the back of a movie theatre...i guess i was kind of a late bloomer
I honestly can't remember. That makes me really sad.
Mine was in Denver, during the 7th grade. I can't remember the name of the girl, but she was hot. I'd met her at the roller rink. We Frenched goodbye in front of a movie theater, after seeing a movie (can't remember the film). She was kind of my first girlfriend.
A couple weeks later, I broke up with her upon finding out she'd been finger-blasted a few days earlier by my "friend" Dallas Dennis.
Some little house on School street. I think her name was Trisha or Tracy-Summer after 8th grade. She was also my first bare nipple fondle. Funny thing is she had none of the same friends, and I have no idea the circumstances leading to that fatefull afternoon...
My first real French kiss was almost traumatic, it was so bad.
Can I talk about my second? It was much more pleasant. I was 12, on the beach in Ensenada with a 14 year old boy from Anaheim who had sprained his ankle in an ATV accident earlier that day. We hung out by his tent, his older brother gave us two Budweisers before he went on a long walk with my friend Marina (so they could make out) and there was a bonfire and everything.
I think Marina got fingerblasted that night but she was much more worldly than I.
somehow, when I was 12, I convinced my mom to let me camp at the lake for the weekend with a friend. There was a bbq thing, so there was theoretically an adult present and I did have to help with the pit early saturday morning - soooooo...
Under the 'stage' which was the flatbed of an 18 wheeler. 12 years old, cute cousin of a friend (difficulty factor: she was from southern california). years later she showed up at my house to visit her aunt, who was living with us. I was so embarrassed, she was so hot. I hid all weekend.
the first...was gross. it made my tongue feel funny (tingly and metallic-y) and not in a good way. dude was ken (last name??). sorry dude.
oh, and i was 16.
8th grade. My first bf came over after school(Some guy named Louie). This was my first kiss as well mind you. He leans in and ejects a pound of saliva and tongue into my mouth. It was disgusting. I broke up with him the next day.
I was 14, and It was my friends uncle. He was 22. haha.
I went to my friends house, he was visiting, of course I thought he was gorgeous, and that kiss ended up being the first of many experiences that day. haha
I was 12, my best friend, her older brother in their pantry late at night after eating several raw jalepenos. I was horrified.
I must have been 7 or 8 years old... I wanted to see a movie really bad and my dad drove like a maniac to make it. We arrived on time and my dad bought me popcorn (with caramel, as it should be!)... he said it would only be right to thank him with a kiss...
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