Ugh, my first two didn't really count, although the second one was quite the experience for me. First kiss was playing spin the bottle... at age 12. Yeah, fucking lame. My second one didn't come for an other 5 years, and it was the first time I knew what all the fuss was about.
It was a small get together, maybe 8 people. We all got really trashed, and I actually was lying down on a bed ready to sleep, and there was a girl I barely knew lying next to me. I closed my eyes for one second and didn't say a word, and the next thing I knew I was making out with this girl. I was enjoying it, but I had no idea who I was kissing, so I stopped for a couple seconds to get a better look at her and make sure it wasn't the fucking trogg that was also at the party. It wasn't, so it was all good and I continued.
It was probably the best thing I ever experienced, or at least that's what I thought at the time. I guess a drunken makeout session isn't much to be super proud of. Anyway, it turned out that she actually liked me, and after a while I ended up asking her out which is when I had my "real" first kiss. It was around Christmas time, we had just snuggled up and watched The Holy Grail. Afterward I went to say goodbye. I hugged her, then I held on a little longer, looked her in the eyes, and just kinda went it. It was good. We both kind of giggled a bit afterward. After she left I just kinda leaned against the wall and slid down to sitting.
DIDN'T WORK OUT, WE DON'T REALLY TALK THAT MUCH ANYMORE, EXCEPT THAT ONE TIME WHEN WE GOT DRUNK AND COMPLAINED ABOUT SOME OTHER GIRL WHO REFUSED TO BE AT THE SAME PARTY BECAUSE HER EX BOYFRIEND WAS GOING TO BE THERE. LOLOLOL.
I need a girlfriend. =(