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swimtrekr 58 Reviews 72 reads
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I have no earthly idea.  Sorry, Ashley.

LLAP,
Swim

I have no earthly idea.  Sorry, Ashley.

LLAP,
Swim

Unfortunately I am old and can barely remember yesterday myself so I am in the same camp as you. lol

 I too have no earthly idea when I had my first French kiss, but I do remember getting laid for the first time at 14 and I vividly remember a LOT of DFK that night. So while I don't really remember my first DFK, I do know it was before the age of 14.

So around the 16 yr mark.  Ancient history!

sitting in the last row of a darkened theatre.  One of my first dates when I was in the 8th grade.  The next week, I got a handful of  pubescent tit, and felt like there was no stopping me now.  Lol

GaGambler105 reads

I actually do remember the first time I French kissed a French girl while in France, that was back in 1977 when I was stationed in nearby Germany slightly before my 18th birthday. Yes, it was very memorable

It was with an older woman and she taught me the art of a very deep soulful french kiss! It was the summer before my 12th birthday, no kidding! And, Dale was 13, I did say she was older!

At that time i was in the 9th grade which would be a freshman in today's world. And it wasn't the A-B class...bet no one remembers that,

When did we all first DFK Ashley??  2009?

A beach one night in Boca Raton.  1966. I was 14. Her name was Jeannie, she was from NYC, and her parents had a house on the ocean, just a few doors away from where we stopped walking in the ankle deep surf and she turned to me and asked if I knew how to French kiss. Of course I lied and said yes.  Then she came at me. I figured things out from there.  

Couple other things happened that night that would advance me into the young adult with bragging rights category, but I'll wait for Ashley's next "first time" question.

He bit my lip & it was bleeding it was the worst. We both had never kissed before it was peer pressure.

I was in 10th grade, and I asked a younger 9th grade Cutt to the movies! For me it was a big deal just to put my arm around her! Next thing I know she turns to kiss me, and I remember thinking OMG she’s ramming her tongue down my throat! I am not sure I had any idea what she was doing! Anyway, I went with it, found it to be enjoyable, and we locked lips for the rest of the movie!  Afterwards I realized this girl was a little ahead of me in carnal knowledge, as I experienced several other firsts with her, including a few more two hour lip locks with the movies in the background!

on the back steps of my parents house .. for about 10 minutes ..   girls name was Julie ....we were barely 14 ...   was first and only time we ever kissed.   i didn't kiss someone seriously for another year until with the girl i lost virginity sophomore year.     i heard years later Julie got in trouble for prostitution   LOL  

Mmmm such a great memory! My dad's brother David was married to a gorgeous woman named Kat. Kat was kind, very beautiful and sexy as hell. I think she and David were swingers. One evening during a party that was hosted by my parents at our house, Kat was pretty drunk and she came into the room where I was hanging out. I was 14 and not involved with their party, but I was in another room playing video games. Aunt Kat saw me in there and being pretty wasted, she stumbled in and said, "There you are! I've been looking all over for you!" And then she sat down on my lap facing me (cowgirl) and kissed me passionately with a DFK. I had wondered if I would know how to kiss a woman when the time came, and when Kat kissed me, everything came very naturally. I'll never forget that kiss. Kat was 34. I was 14. It was delicious. We kissed for a few moments and I was thinking about my next move, which I thought would be to suggest that she and I move to one of the bedrooms. Just as I was thinking that, my mom came into the room and interrupted us. Mom didn't remember it later, because I think mom was drunk too. Kat looked at my mom and moved off of me and all my plans were spoiled.

On a side note, I always wondered if aunt Kat and I would have a chance to pick up where I left off, but we were never alone again until about 3 years later when I delivered some documents to her at her home. My dad was her tax attorney. I rang her doorbell and she was there alone, and she answered the door in a bathrobe, having just gotten out of the shower. She thanked me for bringing over the documents but didn't invite me in. In fact the whole encounter struck me as a bit cold. She showed no interest at all and didn't provide me any opportunity to make any kind of move. I think it's likely she didn't recall our previous encounter.

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