My first kiss was actually with hubby, even though I was 23!!! Yes, its pathetic, I know. But I was a really un-socialized shrew!!! I was shy, over weight and ran away from guys. Didn't talk to them much. Then I lost a bunch of weight, gained some self confidence and met my sweet, darling husband!
It was our first date. We went to dinner, but then we came back to his house, and sat out on his balcony. It was a warm august night and we just didn't want to be in doors. We sipped on some wine coolers and stared out at the city lights, with the moon shining on the bay water. He started moving his chair closer, taking my hand and entwining his fingers with mine. Then he started talking sweet and leaning in really close.......
I didn't know what to do! I was afraid to kiss him, to be honest. I was worrying, "is he going to think i'm a horrible kisser and never want to kiss me again???" I told him a few days before that I hadn't kissed anyone yet, so he knew this was my first. He's from a really old fashioned country, so he really appreciated that! But I was still nervous.
I kept blushing and shying away from him every time he tried to swoop in for the kiss. So he took another approach---he scooted real close and put his arm around my shoulder. Then he touched his forhead to mine for a minute or two, looking me in the eyes. When I got used to that, he gently rubbed his cheek up against mine. Then he moved his mouth a little closer to mine.....A bit little closer......Then he finally touched his lips on mine for a couple of seconds, giving me a soft, closed-mouth kiss. I thought, 'phew! Got that part out of the way!' he smiled at me and asked if I liked it. I smiled back, swallowing hard and nodded. So he gave me another one and then worked our way into an open-mouth kiss.
After that, I was hooked and we made out all night long...Literally!!! By the next day, I thought, "it's so easy! And fun! What the heck was I so nervous about?!!!"