The first kiss I ever got from a boy, who's not in my family, was when I was about 5 or 6 years old. Early bloomer? We were in kindergarten and he was cute and funny. It didn't work out though, because he was into finger painting, and I was more of an outdoorsy playing-in-the-sandbox type of girl.
Oh well, things worked out well in the end, because 23 years later he's happily married, and I couldn't be happier with The Boyfriend.
I had many boyfriends growing up... uhm, that doesn't sound so good... It was very innocent though. In elementary school, we would mostly write each other letters and have our best friend deliver it and run away. He would give you chocolates and flowers. That was pretty much the extent of it.
In high school it developed into holding hands and kissing with the tongue. I grew up in small town and we were pretty innocent... most of the time!
I fell in love for the first time when I was 17. Ah, young love. The butterflies, the daydreaming and the nervous giggles. You know the deal. He lived in another town, and even though we were in a relationship for more than a year, we probably only saw each other a total of 3 months out of that year. This probably added greatly to the infatuation and excitement. I do believe that we really loved each other though.
He proceeded to break my heart when I found out how many times he had cheated on me. But I don't regret our relationship, because we had many good times and he was my first love, which is special. Also, you know what they say, "Sometimes you got to kiss a lot of frogs before you meet your prince". Which I did!
How old were you when you had your first kiss?