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First Kisses
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My first was with a boy called Freddy, and I liked it. My second was with a very handsome, hunky Italian boy on a school trip abroad - name, unlike his kiss, long forgotten Tongues - and me only 14 with not a clue that such things happened! When I escaped his clutches for the safety of my hotel room I was sick and my friends had to take care of me and put me to bed! Traumatised! Needless to say, I've got the hang of it since. :o)
So girls and boys, tell us your story. How was it for you?
So girls and boys, tell us your story. How was it for you?
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ahh the memories.. we still laugh about it now. Aged 13-14 we covered ourselves with a large kellogs cardboard box round the back of the local buywise shop. The reason was to stop my younger brother seeing what we were doing. I just somehow knew what to do and it seemed to go on forever - until the box got lifted by my curious brother. If you are still around Julie -...
11:30 Wed 21st Jun 2023
ahh the memories.. we still laugh about it now.
Aged 13-14 we covered ourselves with a large kellogs cardboard box round the back of the local buywise shop.
The reason was to stop my younger brother seeing what we were doing. I just somehow knew what to do and it seemed to go on forever - until the box got lifted by my curious brother.
If you are still around Julie - I'm still up for another go..
Aged 13-14 we covered ourselves with a large kellogs cardboard box round the back of the local buywise shop.
The reason was to stop my younger brother seeing what we were doing. I just somehow knew what to do and it seemed to go on forever - until the box got lifted by my curious brother.
If you are still around Julie - I'm still up for another go..
Started to learn the craft aged 10 with B after school, behind one of several sets of bushes in the park. The parkie would chase us off & we'd go back the next day. Carried on in our first year at secondary, but I don't recall why our liaisons stopped.
One of my most memorable from school was in the 6th-form common room, when G strolled up to me, threw her arms around me & went for it, no holds barred. I'd no idea she felt that way & the rest of the common room were thrilled to have something new to tease about :-)
One of my most memorable from school was in the 6th-form common room, when G strolled up to me, threw her arms around me & went for it, no holds barred. I'd no idea she felt that way & the rest of the common room were thrilled to have something new to tease about :-)
My first kiss was with Mary Jane Rottencrotch and i recall that she didn't take her chewing gum out of her mouth while we exchanged saliva.
She was a couple of years older than me and she explored my mouth with her lizard-like tongue so fiercely, i thought she was hunting for bits of food stuck in my teeth - yet, somehow, she never stopped chewing the gum. Talk about multi-tasking.
I didn't kiss her again.
She was a couple of years older than me and she explored my mouth with her lizard-like tongue so fiercely, i thought she was hunting for bits of food stuck in my teeth - yet, somehow, she never stopped chewing the gum. Talk about multi-tasking.
I didn't kiss her again.
Not my first kiss but one that was a disastrous slobbery one. I was a young police cadet posted to a beautiful old manor estate called Grosvenor Hall in Ashford Kent. I managed to book a dental appointment in town on an afternoon when a rather mucky and strenuous log run was scheduled. I contacted a girl in town that I fancied and arranged to meet after my dental appointment to go to the local picture house. Little did I know I ended up with a couple of extractions and a very numbed mouth and lips.
I forget the film but it was British and featured a young rookie copper who was captured by the baddies and was drilled through his cheek with a Black and Decker in a warehouse in gangland.
She was distraught and started crying so I thought now was the time to 'console' her. Arm round her shoulder I tried to give her a comforting kiss and it was like Norman Wisdom on laughing gas. I was dribbling and slobbering all over the place. :-( I gave up and a little later I gave her up as she told me she was crying for her boyfriend who was now in the regular police force having passed out of the cadets a year before me. :-(
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I forget the film but it was British and featured a young rookie copper who was captured by the baddies and was drilled through his cheek with a Black and Decker in a warehouse in gangland.
She was distraught and started crying so I thought now was the time to 'console' her. Arm round her shoulder I tried to give her a comforting kiss and it was like Norman Wisdom on laughing gas. I was dribbling and slobbering all over the place. :-( I gave up and a little later I gave her up as she told me she was crying for her boyfriend who was now in the regular police force having passed out of the cadets a year before me. :-(
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Someone I met on a works do, he was someone else's plus one, looked like David Wilkie, he drove an MG back when they did dinky sports cars. Car was more memorable than he was . Some 15 years later the first female kiss was better, but she was 10 years older than me and had a LOT of experience. The husband that came in between wasn't into kissing, hardly surprising under the circumstances.