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    Your first kiss <3

    I still remember the first time i kissed my boyfriend, I remember everything about it.
    We were in the back of my car talking, and he pulled me onto his lap and just stared at me for a minute, then took my face in his hands and kissed me(: it was 7:24pm on December 25th(: and i even remember some Ke$ha song was playing on the radio haha (:
    tell me about your first kiss with your current SO (:

    #2
    We met at a christmas dinner party and everyone went to the bar after. We were dancing off and on and kept getting closer with each drink and each time we danced. Then started making out on the dance floor. I had never done that before lol

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      #3
      My SO and I were lying on the bed watching tv. But not really paying attention to whatever was on at the time. We snuggled up pretty close and she took the remote out of my hand, trying to hide it. I tried to get the remote back, but she quickly put her hand in mine and didn't let go of it again. I was really nervous. We held hands for a while until we moved our heads closer and we kissed. I had no idea what to do so I stopped after a few seconds, but we continued kissing. Also with tongue. Mmm.

      This happened on the second day we first met in person.

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        #4
        It...wasn't all that romantic :P
        He had asked me about three weeks ago whether he could kiss me. At that point I'd confessed to liking him because I was about to leave soon, and at least wanted the tiny satisfaction of knowing whether he felt the same way. He did. This first questioning was 3 days after we both confessed. I said no because I was adamantly against LDRs then, and didn't want to drag either of our hearts further along into hopelessness.

        Fastforward three weeks and while I was clinging to him, crying about not wanting to get on the plane back to America, he decided to kiss me anyways. Presumably to make me stop crying(I actually haven't asked why yet).

        It was so not romantic because there were too many tears, I wasn't thinking of kissing at all, and as my first kiss ever, I was probably a terrible kisser anyways.

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          #5
          It was something I will never forget! Rane was coming out here for our very first in person meeting. His multiple flights were delayed for hours, and hours, and hours. Finally, in the middle of the night, he arrives. He walks up my drive way and we hug, and then he pulls back a bit and asks "should I?" I knew what he meant, so I think I nodded. He put his hands on my face, leaned in, and kissed me. It was just amazing. The perfect first kiss. It wasn't too hard, or too soft, and it was the first time I ever felt a kiss through my whole body. My brain too, sparks and all. I remember thinking, wow, this is how it's supposed to be. It wasn't my first kiss ever, but it was my last first kiss. It was my favorite kiss of any I've experienced in my life.

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            #6
            We were in my bedroom and I had a "secret" I wouldn't tell him. (That I liked him) I knew he had to leave at 4, so I told him that I'd tell him after 3 games of Uno and then he HAD to leave. I made them go on forever, my evil plan to not have to tell him. With only 5 minutes left he somehow ended the final game and I stayed in a :O for a few minutes, while he nagged me to tell. Finally i told him that I like him but he had to leave, because I didn't want to do anything stupid (kissing me while he hadn't officially ended it with another girl.) He said no, no I don't want to leave now. I kept trying to get him to leave because I was embarrassed, and he told me not to be embarrassed because he liked me too. He finally kissed me regardless of my warnings. It was an INCREDIBLE first kiss and ironically on 11/11.
            ~"Happiness is not the absence of problems but the ability to deal with them"~

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              #7
              the 2nd day we first met we were in a hotel room(lol i made love to her first before the first kiss, were very backwords heh) and i wrote on some paper which i still have heh, i wrote "honey??!! kisses please??" showed it to her, both of us were terrified to make the first move to kiss each other but she sat on the bed and held me in her arms while i made puppy faces at her, after a few minutes she put her face close to mine after a few minutes more she kissed me until we ran out of air! and i was like "whoa! your a good kisser!" and she said "your not so bad yourself!" and during while we were kissing i kept thinking "this feels like we are picking up where we left off, its amazing"

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                #8
                I'm really not sure we actually had our "real" first kiss lol. Well, I was really hoping we'd share it on New Years, but he gave me a big hug lol. Typical Anthony. So, I decided to be bold and give him a kiss on the cheek at midnight. xD January 1st in the evening, we had to say goodbye because he was leaving for school the next morning. He gave me a kiss on the cheek in his car and then walked me to the door, hand in hand....he gave me a huge hug, told me he loved me and kissed my cheek again. On March 5th, his birthday, we had to say goodbye again and we were at the train station. The train pulled in, he held me close and gave me a big hug, we told each other we loved each other and that we'd miss each other, and we shared a quick peck on the lips. It was cute, but I felt it was sort of rushed because the train was there. We'll hopefully have our "real" first kiss next week when I visit him!

                "Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches."

                Like a drum, my heart never stops beating for you.

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                  #9
                  It was the morning after I got there. I was asleep still, and he came over and sat next to me, which woke me up. I peeled back the blankets in that "get in here" kinda way. We were just kind of laying there and talking, I forget about what, and he said something like "what should we do today?" Or something to that effect, and I told him I was hoping he'd get around to kissing me! He said "But I'm so shy", which is true, but I explained to him that if a girl is saying she wants you to kiss her, then you have a lot less to worry about. This was said in a very lighthearted, banter-ish kind of way, but it was very shortly afterward that he finally kissed me. It was the softest, most gentle kiss ever I'm not sure we got back up again until it was night time, and only because we were both starving.
                  Our separation of each other is an optical illusion of consciousness. ~Albert Einstein

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                    #10
                    We had been best friends, and loved each other for 9 years but had stayed just friends during many visits because of the "long distance relationships just don't work" rhetoric. It was my second visit there and he was house sitting for his parents (they are always conveniently out of the country when I am there... LOL) so we were staying there. We had just said our good nights for the millionth time, in the hallway of his parents house, (even when we were just friends we hated to leave each other and would linger for hours, on line and in person) we hugged good night, as we have always done, and I was just turning away when he reached down and retied my bathrobe belt for me. I thought nothing of it, as he told me YEARS ago, he never ever makes the first move with a woman, because he hates the chance of rejection, until he didn't let go of my belt. I looked at him and realized he was looking at me with his gorgeous brown eyes, that always show me what he is feeling. We were only few inches apart after hugging, and I could feel him with every part of me, though we weren't touching. He very, very slowly leaned forward, and watched my eyes to see if I was going to pull away, and just as he got really close, I closed my eyes, and that is when the softest, sweetest, slowest kiss, I've ever had, happened. He did this thing, where he slid his lips slightly to the left and then back, but our lips were barely touching, it was totally erotic. The kiss lasted a good 15 to 20 seconds, and I was looking into his eyes as he pulled away slowly. He was as scorched as I was. He looked at me for a few seconds watching my lips, and then we both stepped away and went to our rooms, but just before I closed my door, he said "Chell?" and I looked at him from the crack of my door, he said "Why the HELL did it take me 9 years to do that?" and my answer was "Because your a charming, sexy, funny, amazing.....JACKASS!" which made us both laugh.

                    Everything I know, and anywhere I go, It gets hard but it won't take away my love,
                    And when the last one falls, when it's all said and done, It gets hard but it won't take away my love

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                    Me without Him is like Son of Beast without the loop.

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                      #11
                      well ours was at the time we first met at the airport, we both run towards each other, we hugged n then he grabbed my chin n lift it up n we looked at each others eyes for a sec n we just gave a small kiss n kept hugging. but our first-second kiss was once in the hotel room and oh god!!! ..... ....

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                        #12
                        I think it was 10-20 minutes after I let him in the hotel room. His major concern right then had been trying to rig his ps3 up to the old TV the hotel had bolted at an angle to the small closet holding the ironing board. I just leaned against the bed I had put my carry on luggage on and watched him after helping him untangle the gazillion hookup wires he had brought. After he gave up (by jumping off the chair he'd been using, probably spooking anyone who might've been in the room a floor below us) he came over to me pretty much with an 'oh hi' attitude like I hadn't been in the room the entire time. He hugged me like he had when he first got in the room and then tilted my head up and kissed me. It kind of stunned me but I didn't get a chance to turn red or act flabbergasted because he just kept kissing me until I learned to return them. After that he tackled me onto the bed and kept trying to hug the life out of me while I tried beating him off with a pillow. Not really romantic, but it worked for me.

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                          #13
                          awww (: those are all suchh cute stories! i love reading cute stories of other peoples cute times (: it makes me smilee

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                            #14
                            Our first kiss... He had come to spend the day with me, but we weren't really expecting anything romantic... just seeing where things would go. We had known each other for years and had just reconnected on facebook. We were in my living room and had been talking nonstop for about 8 hours. We really had yet to make a move on one another, but for some reason the first thing I touched was his feet. He was sitting on the opposite end of the couch from me and he had put his feet in my lap. So, I gave him a foot rub. Then, he got up to go to the bathroom and ended up laying on the couch with his head on my lap. I figured it was now or never, so I bent down and just kissed him, without thinking. It was a very uncomfortable position, but I was feeling bold. I was the one who initiated it because I knew he was too much of a gentleman to do anything. So... the kiss led to a lot of other things. He always gives me crap for not being able to resist him and making the first move.

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                              #15
                              It was just before New Years (he kissed me then too). My mother had just dropped us off at the house after getting him from the airport. I helped him settle into his room and he opened the late Christmas present I gave him (an authentic old english pup post of The Sherlock Holmes).

                              I was standing a little further away. After he thanked me for it, he just approached me and wrapped his arms around me. I was afraid to look up, thinking, "This is it. I can't turn back. This line we've been dancing across this line for months and we're about to cross it."

                              He placed his hand under my chin and had me look up at him. Then I stood up on my tiptoes and kissed he met me halfway.
                              I remember my heart just leaping all over the place.
                              I also remember the half hour of chaste (no tongue or heavy things) kissing being kind of dry, but I loved every minute of it.
                              And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

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