I Remember My First Kiss With A Girl
I was 15 the first time I kissed a girl. I was staying over at one of my friends places. Neither of us at ever kissed a girl before so we'd gotten on her bed and started kissing each other. I wasn't even thinking about tongue, she was though. She slid her tongue inside my mouth and I was a bit shocked at first but I just rolled with it and started using my tongue too.
We did this kind of thing a few times before she moved away. Not long before she moved, I was sleeping over and going to use the spare mattress but she said I could sleep in her bed with her because it's more comfortable. So yeah, I took her up on that offer and got into bed with her. We talked for a while about the good times we'd had. I remember I was looking up at the ceiling while talking when she suddenly kissed me on the cheek. I turned my head to look at her and she had a cheeky smile, then kissed me again, this time on the lips. I rolled onto my side and we started making out with each other. But it was different that time, we were more passionate than before. She was a good kisser, too. The whole thing felt really good. Her soft lips on mine, our bodies rubbing against each other, her smooth, soft skin, the way she ran her fingers through my hair....
It was the best make out session we'd ever had. Afterwards, we spooned until we fell asleep.
So I guess this story was more about the last time I kissed the first girl I'd ever kissed.
We did this kind of thing a few times before she moved away. Not long before she moved, I was sleeping over and going to use the spare mattress but she said I could sleep in her bed with her because it's more comfortable. So yeah, I took her up on that offer and got into bed with her. We talked for a while about the good times we'd had. I remember I was looking up at the ceiling while talking when she suddenly kissed me on the cheek. I turned my head to look at her and she had a cheeky smile, then kissed me again, this time on the lips. I rolled onto my side and we started making out with each other. But it was different that time, we were more passionate than before. She was a good kisser, too. The whole thing felt really good. Her soft lips on mine, our bodies rubbing against each other, her smooth, soft skin, the way she ran her fingers through my hair....
It was the best make out session we'd ever had. Afterwards, we spooned until we fell asleep.
So I guess this story was more about the last time I kissed the first girl I'd ever kissed.
26-30, F
