I Remember My First Kiss
As I have been reading everyone's stories, most people have their fist kiss at about 13. I waited a little longer than that. My first kiss was about a month ago and I am 21.
Kissing has always been scary to me. Dating at all has been scary to me. I've gone out with plenty of guys, but whenever they want me to make some sort of commitment I freak out and run away. Then along came a different kind of guy.
We had been going out for a little under 2 months at that point. He has invited me to kiss him on our first date, but I informed him that I don't kiss. As we continued to see each other he continued to try to get me to kiss him, but I am stubborn. He would kiss my hand, then my cheek and my neck, but I didn't let him close to my lips.
One day we were sitting on his bedroom floor talking and he began kissing my neck and face, he kept getting dangerously close to my mouth. I then realized I didn't mind him this close to my face. I wasn't as scared as I had been of other guys leaning in. I was still turning away from him when he stopped, looked at me with a smile and a twinkle in his eye and said, "I'm not going to stop!" A second later I tilted my chin up and my lips found his. I think he was kind of in shock that I'd given in. I got limp and he pulled my head to his chest and held me there. After a minute we both got our bearings and he kissed me again, this time like he wanted to. Man, he is a fantastic kisser!
Kissing has always been scary to me. Dating at all has been scary to me. I've gone out with plenty of guys, but whenever they want me to make some sort of commitment I freak out and run away. Then along came a different kind of guy.
We had been going out for a little under 2 months at that point. He has invited me to kiss him on our first date, but I informed him that I don't kiss. As we continued to see each other he continued to try to get me to kiss him, but I am stubborn. He would kiss my hand, then my cheek and my neck, but I didn't let him close to my lips.
One day we were sitting on his bedroom floor talking and he began kissing my neck and face, he kept getting dangerously close to my mouth. I then realized I didn't mind him this close to my face. I wasn't as scared as I had been of other guys leaning in. I was still turning away from him when he stopped, looked at me with a smile and a twinkle in his eye and said, "I'm not going to stop!" A second later I tilted my chin up and my lips found his. I think he was kind of in shock that I'd given in. I got limp and he pulled my head to his chest and held me there. After a minute we both got our bearings and he kissed me again, this time like he wanted to. Man, he is a fantastic kisser!
By:
emstem
Age:
18-21
,
Female
