Alhough it was a very long time ago... wayyyyy too long I do actually remember my first kiss. I was 14 and at a party and a boy danced with me all night and then, when it was time to go home he walked me to the door out into the cool moonligh. He took me into his arms and I had never been that close to a boy before. My whole body was tingling with anticipation... the sight of him, his beautiful brown eyes, the smell of him, the touch of his body.
Our lips touched and it was the best sensation, sending ripples all through my body. I clung to him, afraid I was going to faint there and then because the pouding of my heart was making me light headed.
And then he had to go and spoil it all by doing something stupid like sticking his tongue in my mouth... eeeewwww. What did he have to go and do that for. I slapped him and he laughed at me because I was 14 and knew nothing about kissing. I never saw him again but next time I was prepared