My first kiss 
I was 21 years old unlike my best pal in school who had snogged more than half the boys in class by the time she reached Class X.
I was studying and my buddy Mrinal organised a little group, that was headed to a nightclub. There was this one chap among the group whose claim to hunk-dom, was a pair of scintillating green eyes.
He was alright – not spectacular in terms of intelligence or personality. However, he consider himself to be goodlooking. He had all these well-practiced, well-maneouvered moves on the dance-floor. I backed off, when he got a little too close for comfort.
The night was young and no one wanted to head home after the nightclub shut shop. So, we decided to visit a food place which was open into the wee hours.
On the way there, I was rode pillion with this chap on his mobike. Mid-way, after strategically shaking off the bikes on our trail, he stopped the bike and asked me, ” Can I kiss you?”, just like that.
I was a bit stunned, however I thought this was a good opportunity to upgrade my ’never been kissed’ status. So, I said okay and waited for him to make a move.
His mouth closed down on mine. His lips were reed thin and very dry. It was an insipid experience. My head started throbbing. I expected fireworks, passion, magic, all the ingredients that define a great kiss. I guess scintillating green eyes are no use when it comes to a great kiss. I pulled away and said we should join the gang. He gave me a broad grin and revved up the bike. We were off.
We joined the gang, said goodbyes etc.
The chappy called me for a date. What if there was something beyond his boring kiss? I decided to find out.
By and by I discovered that, he was a bit of an upstart. Smart alec asked me how I would pronounce the word ‘rendezvous’. Er….ron-day-woo, I said. He nodded, almost in dissappointment, expecting and hoping I would say ren-dez-wus, so he could correct me righteously, and feel thoroughly superior 
about his excellent English.
That was our one and only date. It was a good experience. It helped me understand:
a. What a bad kiss is all about
b. How to avoid getting trapped into one.
Any bad kiss experiences, out there? Drop me a line.
LOL
Hey girl, yep my first kiss was a funny experience too, I was 14 and not looking to be kissed. Happened to visit Bangalore my aunts/cousins place for summer hols. Went over to their neighbour’s place and met up with the 3 sons. The cute eldest probably 16 then….. chestnut eyes and dimples…..took me to his room and showed me his collection of Archies – we became friends, anyways the day before we could leave to return back to school and normalcy, we bid adieu in his lobby, in front of his smaller brother and trying to evade the eyes of the elders in the hall – he pinned me to the wall and kissed me. I was flabbergasted ……… his brother kep jumping and yelling Clarence kissed her —– I was beet red . 4 years after he was my escort at my cousins wedding, we could think back and laugh about it.
Many years back, I used to spend a lot of time with Trixy. She would get very excited everytime we met. The first kiss was totally unexpected. I remember I was all alone when Trixy suddenly barged into my bedroom. I was just about to get into some clothes when she walked in and pushed me into my bed. before I realised it i could feel the wetness of her tongue. YUCK YUCK YUCK YUCK YUCK…….She was all over me and panting hard. And then she was gone….
By the way… Trixy also had green eyes…. and a tail.
no relation but i love this so ill say it anyway
kisses blown are kissses wasted
kisses are not kisses unless they r tasted
kisses spread germs
and germs are hated
so kiss my ass cos its vaccinated
LOL @ Divi.
You’re lucky. A bad kiss left you with no incentive to move on into an equally bad relationship.
Good kissing would have only confused the situation. I think I held on to one or two bad relationships too long as a result myself….
LOL and Sandeep’s and Divya’s contributions!
First kiss at 21??? what a wasted life? So when do you get laid? huh????
Trixy was a cure little mongrel, so as you will realise sa4877 first mooch was with a doggie…
Do you mind sparing poor, unsuspecting animals at least sandeep? Grrr…
Doggie smoochiiiiees are good. I like doggie mooochies. Wet…. slurpy…….
And yes…. as brian921 mentions….. a good kiss confuses the situation….Trixy and I were seeing each other for a few years….
Neat poem Divya…made my day!!
And vini, does bean know about your teenage exploits?
Lol, enjoyed reading it. I guess I know a lot more;)
A wee bit more information here, right !
he he…altaf…hope my little cousin is not reading this…
Hmmm… what’s this between you and Altaf, Merril?
hehe….
LOL, should have dropped by earlier… I like that poem, I missed all the fun.
Merril @ Bean – he’s the present he’ll survive
I got my first kiss at twelve, by an American soldier stationed in Berlin who had talked to me on the bus and who’d walked me home. In front of our house he just kissed me- I was dead surprised … and didn’t like it at all. Of course I didn’t show up at the date he gave me. Then I went out with a boy from school, one grade higher than me- he took it upon himself to teach me how to kiss- although it still left me cold as ice inside… The first time I got really excited was with an Italian guy who belonged to a crowd I hung out with at the Italian Riviera on family holiday. For some mysteric reason my parents let down their guard on vacation and I would hang out with the crowd in the local discos until 4 am .Marco Ariodante’s kisses just made me melt away, fortunately not enough to make me follow him to his car… That refusal made him loose interest pretty fast and settle for a more compliant girl, but it gained me the respect of all the other Italian boys and taught me how to handle Italian
That is very intresting i must say. You must be beautiful girl.