Mine was when I was 13 and after an incredibly stressful cuddling overture I ended up stuck to her face like a limpet for about an hour and had an aching tongue. I don't think I've ever used my tongue in kissing as much as that day and I doubt I had much grace in the way I used it, it was like a blind man's arm frantically searching for the last yoghurt in the fridge, banging around from side to side in tonguey frustration, refusing to believe that alll the yoghurts were gone and that the guide dog would have to be woken up so I could go to the shop to get some more. Do blind people have to clean up the dog shit left by their guide dogs. I just thought of that, if they don't I think I'm ok with it and I'll be less annoyed when I see dog poo on the street if I think it's guide dog poo.
Anyway, how was your first kiss? Were you young or embarrassingly old? How was her breath? I have to say, my first kiss girl had nice healthy breath, unlike my second girl kiss who was waaaay posher but had fucking stinky breath, it was like eating an old beef sandwich every time I kissed her and she was rubbish with her tongue too, it just sat there stiffly like a petrified slug magically suspended in the middle of her mouth.
Anyway, first kisses?
Anyway, how was your first kiss? Were you young or embarrassingly old? How was her breath? I have to say, my first kiss girl had nice healthy breath, unlike my second girl kiss who was waaaay posher but had fucking stinky breath, it was like eating an old beef sandwich every time I kissed her and she was rubbish with her tongue too, it just sat there stiffly like a petrified slug magically suspended in the middle of her mouth.
Anyway, first kisses?
