Rlly romantic first kiss stories!? Plz whoever has the sweetest story wins 12pts!:)?

Question

I just wanna hear about yalls romantic first kiss stories. Here i will tell yall mine it was the best time of my ENTIRE LIFE lol dont worry the grammer will b better in it too;O
Me and my boyfriend got together right before school ended i had put a love note in his locker and he found me out lol. Anyways, school ended so we couldnt see eachother;,( But one day, I was walking through the town square; my town is so small if you blink you might miss it. Lol thats Texas yall:) I walked up to the pavillion, it was dusk. I then heard that wretched distant thunder clap that promised rain later on. Then i felt something wrap around my waist i got freaked out so i spun around, hand raised, and theres my pure cowboy boyfriend grinnin a huge smug grin. I rolled my eyes, but then hugged him like there was no tommorow. He hugged back, like he never wanted to let go. I felt a rain drop splatter across my hand. I was thinkin bout how yummy he looked in his cowboy hat, flannel shirt, big buckle belt, wranglers and cowboy boots with silver but rusted spurs. I was so happy to see him i thought i might cry of joy. I felt one tear; wait raindrop fall down my cheek. He thought it was a tear so he used his thumb to wipe it off, then brushed the bangs outta my eyes and smiled weakly. He then choked on air!? (lol) and whispered "Your so beautiful" to me. Then rain started falling like crazy. Lightning struck in the distance, and a huge boom of thunder made me jump into his arms. He grinned again and then his expression went blank and he stared at me with a weird look on his face. He slowly tilted his head to the side, i tilted the opposite direction and half closed my eyes. He closed his and leaned forward so i copied. When our lips met it was like electricity going through my entire body and his soft lips caressed mine as the rains started falling faster and harder until it was pouring. We still stood there, kissing. Of course, his friend walks by (told ya its a small town) and says "Eli!" so he gets his hat and hides our faces from cade with it (y'know like he held it sideways and blocked the view lol) When we parted we were both grinning and we said "I love you"<3
Can i hear yalls now plz!? Most romantic gets 12 points!:)

Answer 1

Hi Emma,



First kiss story? Well, I was a very timid guy all throughout middle school, high school, and during my first few years in college. Went on a few dates after high school ended, but never passionately kissed a girl; nor had a GF... until my senior year in college.



Met a really neat & cute girl through a Christian club in college, and after several dates she finally had to hit me over the head with a brick (metaphorically speaking, of course) to get me to kiss her intimately. We were sitting on the couch in her living room after returning from a nice dinner at a local restaurant. I had never even held her hand yet. That's when she bluntly stated "Look, I really want to kiss you!" Pleasantly shocked, I said "OK, great!!!"



That first time was absolutely fantastic... it was wonderful to hold a special girl so close, so gently, and so tenderly. I loved feeling the soft warmth of our wet lips sucking on each other, thought that the tiny fuzzy hairs on her cheeks were adorable, enjoyed the perfumed smell of her ears, and savored the feel of her warm breath on my face.



She was a fabulous kisser, and she made me feel exactly like I was Tom Cruise... at first.



After several months of serious dating, I loved her dearly. However, she started getting more and more dissatisfied with me (and told me so) because I certainly did not look like Tom Cruise... nor did I have a tanned and ripped body. She began complaining, started getting extremely difficult to please, expected me to constantly entertain her, rarely said "thank you" for anything, and was becoming just plain rude. Several times as we were walking hand-in-hand around a local mall or another public location.... she'd see other guys who were really handsome & buff, sigh loudly, and ask "Why can't YOU look like THAT?!?!?".



The harder I tried to please her, the more she seemed to think that I was a dimwitted, boring, unattractive, paste-eating dullard. It was as though she had literally transformed into a completely different person.



Slowly, it began to dawn on me that our relationship was doomed. I decided that it was self-destructive and stupid to stay together with someone who seemed to enjoy being arrogant, insulting, and cruel. So, after issuing a few blunt warnings (which she laughed at)... I broke up with her.



That was when it hit her that perhaps I wasn't such a bad catch after all, and she wanted me back... but it was too late. It was over. Forever.



The flood of her tears and apologies just didn't do anything to convince me that she'd suddenly changed after so many warnings. I simply didn't want to risk getting stuck with a b*tch... nor risk the prospect of a future divorce.



Hoping that perhaps she had learned an important lesson and that she'd treat her next BF better, I said goodbye and we never saw each other again.



Later, I ended up marrying the next girl I dated... who complimented my appearance, genuinely enjoyed the special times that we shared together, never complained, was a great cook, said that I was smart, and was always supportive. We now have a nice family with 2 daughters.



- Moral of the story? A person rarely marries their first kiss, so don't get attached too quickly to a person. Get to know them first. Don't ever do a random hook-up.



- Second moral of the story? It takes effort, empathy, and mutual respect on both sides of a relationship to make things work out. Expecting one person to do everything and expecting one person to entertain like a circus clown is a recipe for disaster.



- Third moral of the story? First impressions can be very deceiving. It might take a few months, but a sooner or later... a person's mask will fall and you'll see their true character.



- Fourth moral of the story? Just because someone is in a Christian group doesn't mean they're a Christian, that they have Christian values, or that they follow the Bible .



Out of curiosity, I did look up my first GF on Facebook a few years ago... she was on there, and was divorced with several kids. Evidently, she continued her cruel ways and the fact that she was a fabulous kisser did not manage keep around that guy, either... or maybe she was nice but married a complete jerk who cheated on her. Who knows?



How can you keep your heart from getting trampled? Keep your panties on until you get married. That'll eliminate 99% of the creeps, losers, and players... and mistakes of passion... which will make your life much happier and simpler in the long run. You'll also be protected against pregnancy, STD's, and excessive heartache.



In closing... don't make too many stupid decisions, don't date jerks, don't drink too much booze or take any drugs, don't have friends who drink heavily or take drugs, listen to your Mom and Dad, read the Bible (the Gospel of John is a good place to start), and then everything will turn out fine.



Those are a few things to think about, Emma. Good luck!



Signed, WB



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Answer 2

I do! My fiance and I were on our first 'real' date after we'd been hanging around each other for a few weeks. We went for dinner, then back to my apartment to see if there was a movie we wanted to go to. We ended up chatting together on my couch for two more hours. Then we swapped glasses to see how strong each others' prescriptions were. He said he had to go because he had to work early the next day. Then he started the 'lean in' thing, and I was SUPER nervous because I really liked him, so I said "Is this the part where you kiss me?" Then we both cracked up laughing so hard that it was another five minutes before we actually DID kiss. After that kiss, I knew he was the man I was going to marry. I've NEVER been kissed like that. To this day, four years later, he still catches me off guard with a kiss that make my stomach dance and my heart pound. We also have an awesome "how we met" story. He is a musician, and I thought he was really cute up on stage playing his sax. I wanted to meet him, but my friend wanted to leave before his break so I wasn't able to talk to him. So I wrote "Sax player - email me" on the back of a business card and put it in his tip jar! And he DID email me!!

Answer 3

Well....this wasn't my first kiss, but it was my most memorable and most romantic kiss so far [:

So....his name was Josh. Not my first bf, not my first love. But he was extremely special to me. He was the first guy that I was mutually IN LOVE with. He was tall, I was short. He was 18, I was 16. We live about 45 minutes apart, but we didn't care. I was a punk, class skipping, smoker. He was a good kid all around, senior in high school, straight edge. But he loved me for who I was. He helped me sober up while we were together. But when we broke up, I was so depressed I went back. Proud to say that I am 5 months sober on June 8, 2012 <3

Anyways, the first day we were dating was my last day of high school. I had taken online classes and graduated early because school bored me :P so he came and picked me up and we drove around and hung out with my friends for a little while. Then we went to a park and he pulled in and parked. Shut off his car and asked me what I wanted to do. I said it was up to him and we just started talking about random stuff. I can't remember what exactly he was talking about but finally just leaned over and kissed him. He was shocked at first then he grabbed one of my hand and put his other hand on my back and held me as he kissed me.

I knew I loved him at that moment, but I didn't tell him until later in our relationship.

I'm still not over him, and even in writing this, I can't hold back the tears.

I love you, Josh.

Answer 4

I had just arived at a school for the physically disabled. Recently i found out that i had a heart condition. ive spent my first few days by myself. One day while i was searching for the library in the vast corridors, i stumbled into a tiny room that looked unused for years. in there was a girl sipping a cup of tea. she was almost as tall as me. she had blonde hair and juging by her cloudy pale blue eyes, i could tell she was blind. "oh sorry i didnt mean to intrude," i said. "no problem at all. why dont you sit down." she replied. i could tell by the formal way she talked that she had been well educated. we sat and chatted for a while. i found out her name was lilly. we became close friends and during spring breack we went to her families old summer home in the plains before they sold it. we were walking to the village untill i felt a sharp pain in my chest. i fell to the ground clutching my heart. "Philip, whats wrong?" there was genuine concern in her voice. "Nothing its fiiine!" i let out a yelp of pain. the attack soon passed. we decided to head back to the house. the next mourning i searched the house for her. i found her standing out in the fields. the tall grass swaying in the wind. "Lilly?" she turnsaround to face me. Her face stained with tears. she stumbled toward me with un guided habds searching. i walk to her and embraced her. "Philip i dont want you to leave. I love you Philip! I love you!" "... You idiot..." "Philip?" Itold you lilly its only natural to feel concerned about those close to you. Im still here because i want to be with you. i want to talk with you. but most of all, im still here because i want to see your smile, your true smile. im still here because i love you too." She just laid there in my arms crying. i felt the hot tears running down her face. And i kissed her. everything else just seemed to stop. we were al that existed.