Question: What is your first kiss story? I sometimes find it interesting to learn how other people's relationships started or went on, it's actually reallly fasinating......so please post your story\nhere's mine:\n\nWhen I was 13 years old I had a best friend that happend to be a girl, I had been riding the bike, she was on my handle bars, and we were heading home. soon we accidentally came upon a really steep hill, and started zooming down it, we both jumped off and watched the bike crash into a tree and get wrecked. We were lying on the ground laughing our heads off (for some reason we thought it was funny :) ) finally we looked at eachother, and i dont know what came over me but, i just....kissed her it was one of the most amazing moments for me.\n\nbut anyways whats your's?

Answer: I don't really remember my very first kiss because it wasn't that special. I do remember every second of my first kiss with my ex-boyfriend. It was incredible. I was best friends with his little sister from the time we were little kids but I had never met her older brothers because they all lived with their parents in Mexico, my friend was sent to CT when she was little when a couple music schools offered her scholarships, anyway I finally got to meet her brothers five years ago. Damien was nice, so was James. But Aaron was absolutely breath taking. Jocelyn, my friend, told me he had a crush on me but I didn't really believe her. Aaron was throwing a house warming party one night, the guy I had just broken up with showed up at the party and we got into a big fight so I ended up getting really drunk. I was told I passed out in the hallway. I remember waking up in Aaron's arms. He told me some guy was trying to grope me so Aaron picked me up and brought me to one of the bedrooms to sleep it off. I woke up when my head hit the pillow. Aaron sat with me and listened to me ramble on about my ex. I took a long hot shower and when I came out Aaron was still there, he had brought me up some water and migraine pills. I spent the night and in the morning, he made us breakfast. We sat at the kitchen counter eating together, talking, and then during a pause in conversation we looked at eachother and he moved real slowly towards me. We had a long passionate and tender kiss. It was amazing, it made my legs weak. We dated for several years and remain good friends.
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