Two Different Firsts

My first kiss was very sweet. I was dating a senior in my first year in high school, my first steady boyfriend, in fact.  He and I were chatting in the hallway, waiting for the school buses to line up and open their doors, and I remember feeling wonderful, that he liked me enough to walk me to my bus.  He held my hand as we weaved through students and school bags, walking to the back of the line where my bus was parked, waiting.  I pushed my way through a crowd and, dragging him behind me, we stopped in front of my bus and he pulled me back to him, my hand still in his.  

"Can I kiss you?"  He asked and I didn't even manage to nod when I felt his lips touch mine.  

I literally swooned.  :)  

My first BAD kiss came a few years later.  A bunch of friends and I were hanging around one afternoon (we were supposed to be in class but it was too beautiful a day to waste).  As the day passed, our friends started leaving for home until it was just me and my male friend sitting on a sun splashed picnic table.  

He looked over at me with a mischievous grin and asked if he could kiss me.  Although it was quite out of the blue, I didn't see a problem with it as we were both single so I told him I'd let him.  Once.  At this point he launched himself forward (I thought he might be trying to wrestle me to the ground) and started shoving his tongue down my throat.  There was absolutely nothing romantic or sensual about it, the dude was licking my face like a dog and stuffing his rather sizable tongue into my mouth over and over like there was something at the back of my throat he was desperate to eat.    

I didn't really react (I hope) but stopped the slobbering and wiped my face with my entire sleeve trying to drive the point home.  Hilariously, he didn't get it and once he saw me dry he began anew, licking and slobbering on me like a St. Bernard.  

After the second "kiss" and nearly drowning in his saliva, I declared it time to go.  

"Awww but I wanted to have sex!" my drooling friend whined.  I recall saying something like 'better luck next time' and made a hasty retreat out the front door.