My first kiss was in beginning of 9th grade with this guy I was seeing for two weeks. I was getting really irritated by how childish everyone was being; he had a twin brother who spread rumors around our circle of friends that we hadn't kissed yet (how did he know that, I wonder?) so every day I was bombarded by people getting into our business and asking if we smooched yet.
I was having second thoughts about continuing to date him at this time (we ended up dating for almost two years afterward, so I eventually did warm up to him) so I was
really annoyed when he caught me off guard with my first kiss. We were sitting in the stairwell between classes, and I was in the middle of telling him something and he interrupted me with this awkward, open-mouthed and slobbery kiss. Was not romantic AT all.
Luckily, we had plenty of chances to practice and get better at this whole kissing business.
My best kiss? My ex and I were technically on a break from our relationship and trying the whole 'lets just be friends' thing. Unfortunately, there was too much romantic and sexual chemistry between us for that to last for very long. I came over to help him babysit his nephew one night while his parents were out of town and after we put the little rugrat down to sleep, we walked downstairs and sat on the couch to watch some TV. And like the age-old cliche, everything at 1:00 AM in the morning has a sexual twist. Even something as unassuming as golf. So we're sitting there, cracking jokes to break the tension and laughing harder every time we change the channel because we're both on the same wave-length when it comes to turning everything in a potentially dirty joke.
But eventually, it starts getting old and we eventually hit a channel where we can't think of anything to say. We look at each other and he leans in to kiss me and tells me that he's missed kissing me more than anything in the world those past two weeks. And two weeks worth of missing each other can make for some pretty hefty sparks
Needless to say, we ended up cuddling on the couch until next morning and got back together again... for the upteenth time.