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I Ironically Had Mine Yesterday

 

How is that ironic? Irony is when you find a dead end sign in the middle of a graveyard.

 

As for mine, I had mine on my first date with a girl when I was 13. I think thats all I am going to say.

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Ah, yes--I remember it well. I was a mere lad of 14, and I had secured a summer position with a group of mercenaries, mostly Foreign Legion rejects, to fight for the insurgency in Goomrot--a small, insignificant principality in the Gingivitis Mountain Range. Yes, "Bloody Goomrot" we used to call it. My job was to run ammunition to the border, make photo copies, and brew coffee.

 

One day, while I was grinding the coffee beans and milking the goat before the usual morning staff meeting, our camp was overrun by government forces, who not only took me captive, but drank all the bloody coffee, ate all our danish, and killed the goat! Barbarians!

 

They held me in a cave to await interrogation, but I was not alone. Lurking in the shadows was Drucilla, a lusty peasant wench who claimed to be a descendant of the gypsies who once served Vlad the Impaler, ruler of Transylvania. Thinking that this would be her last day on Earth, she wrapped her arms around me and plastered her lush, ripe mouth over mine, achieving an incredibly powerful vapor lock!

 

Unfortunately, all she was after was the last bit of goat meat I had just eaten (poor wench was starving). I also learned how that mountain range had earned its name.

 

So, to this day, I remember to floss.

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My first french kiss, it's gotta be a killer story. Fourteen years old, we went on holiday with my Uncle Frank and his daughters. Sixteen. Twins. Blonde. Now I knew that Sarah fancied me, but I wasn't too sure about Alice. Anyway, middle of the night, I wake up with this tongue stuck down my throat. Wide awake now - I couldn't beleive my eyes.

 

It was Uncle Frank! He'd got the wrong room - he thought I was my mum!

 

Cameron. (BSC SSC)

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My first french kiss, it's gotta be a killer story. Fourteen years old, we went on holiday with my Uncle Frank and his daughters. Sixteen. Twins. Blonde. Now I knew that Sarah fancied me, but I wasn't too sure about Alice. Anyway, middle of the night, I wake up with this tongue stuck down my throat. Wide awake now - I couldn't beleive my eyes.

 

It was Uncle Frank! He'd got the wrong room - he thought I was my mum!

 

Cameron. (BSC SSC)

Oh god... I still think this forum needs a barf smiley.

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My first french kiss, it's gotta be a killer story. Fourteen years old, we went on holiday with my Uncle Frank and his daughters. Sixteen. Twins. Blonde. Now I knew that Sarah fancied me, but I wasn't too sure about Alice. Anyway, middle of the night, I wake up with this tongue stuck down my throat. Wide awake now - I couldn't beleive my eyes.

 

It was Uncle Frank! He'd got the wrong room - he thought I was my mum!

 

Cameron. (BSC SSC)

 

Whoa, whoa, whoa... whoa, why would your UNCLE be trying to get some from your MOM? Please tell me they weren't brother-sister.

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I was 13, and was at the funeral of my "girlfriend's" grandmother. I use the word "girlfriend" loosely simply because our families were good friends and we hung out alot, and simply decided to fake date. We were both awkward kids, we didn't do any boyfriend/girlfriend stuff beyond just holding hands. I didn't know her grandmother that well, but obviously since it was like family, I was there.

 

After the funeral ended, everyone went out of the church. I realized I had left my suit jacket in the church, so I went back inside to get it. Being alone in that big hall with just the casket got the best of me. I snuck up to the casket and opened it. The grandmother looked so serene and peaceful. Her face was perfect with some of the best makeup I had ever seen. In particular, her lips were bright red, so moist and inviting. So I leaned in and gently kissed her cold lips. I even ran my tongue over them.

 

I realized I might get caught, so I ran out of there after that. But it was pretty nice. I had a little bit of a boner.

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But it was pretty nice. I had a little bit of a boner.

 

Or a bit of a "stiffy."

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Anyway, middle of the night, I wake up with this tongue stuck down my throat. Wide awake now - I couldn't beleive my eyes.

 

It was Uncle Frank! He'd got the wrong room - he thought I was my mum!

 

That wasn't his tongue Cam.

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I was about 5 years old, at some day Care Place.

But if you wont count that...

 

Then I was 12, 7th Grade Year, with a girlfriend I ended up having for about a year.

 

-Ryan

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I have't had a real one, just messing around. The last was when we were playing Spin the Bottle at a party and kissed my ex-girlfriends twin sister lol

 

 

 

P.S. The story about kissing the dead lady....disturbing...

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When I was young I was best friends with my mom's friend's daughter. When I was six or seven, we had a whole wedding, and her older sister was the priest. So I had kissed her a few times. I haven't had a real serious kiss, as I'm not looking for a girl, and I haven't had a guy yet.

 

-Nick

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I had mine basically when i was at my friend toris 4th of July party and we played spin the bottle, and the bottle always landed on me, so I got to kiss, Mariah, Kelly, ''Hannah Montana'' and 3 other girls i dont know. Those were all just a game i know, but then Hannah moved the bottle towards me and things got a little more interesting.

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