how old were you,were you nervous,did you ever practice kissing?i practised on a ball on the bannister and my mum asked me and my pal what we were doing,of course we could'nt tell her,i had my first real kiss when i was 14,just stood there like a plank of wood with the lips puckered,so embarrassing.
I practiced on the back of my hand!
When I had my 1st kiss at 13 I expected it to be a chaste, closed mouth job as seen in 1940's movies.
The amount of tongue and spit involved put me off repeating the experience for months.
I think we've all done the pillow snogging. My first kiss was with a gay guy. I;d just fallen down inbetween 2 hay bales and he got on me and snogged me so I didnt have much of a chance to be nervous
My first kiss was with my soulmate and closest friend.
I was seventeen and she was sixteen, and I remember it like it was yesterday, it was very gentle and sweet.
Thirty-seven years later, we are both married - she has recently celebrated her silver wedding aniversary, and we are still in touch, still seriously close, and still the keeper of each other's secrets
I used to practice on my pillow. Either that or on the poster of Bjorn Borg or David Essex that was at the side of my bed - but I soon wore away the shiny top surface of the poster, so reverted back to the pillow.
Thanks salla - it keeps my faith going as well, knowing that I may not see my friend for monhts, but we will pick up exactly where we left off. She is the only person I have everf known well who has not told me I am secretive - because with her, I'm not!
No practise at all. Aged 13, Joan Allett in an air raid shelter.
First real kiss was aged 14, I had just kissed her and I got am erection and we walked hand in hand thtough the field on a summer's day. I was scared that she might look down and see the swelling in my trousers.......honest, I was really embarrased.
I was 13 and the local bad boy in town walked me back from our xmas late night shopping (so romantic haha) anyway, he took me to my auties house, pinned me against her back door, shoved his tongue down my throat and grabbed my boob (well.... what I had of a boob at 13). I coughed and snorted resulting in snot shooting out of my nose.......he called me dirty & walked off in a huff
Lol!!! I've never heard of anyone practising on a ball, Kate, but my friend used to do it on the back of her hand. My first one was when I was seven. I liked this boy of the same age, and told him he could give me a quick kiss. He did - and I just stood there, eyes wide open in shock, and lips pursed as though I'd just eaten a sour lemon. : )