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Tell me about your first kiss
🕑 Added 2022-10-14 05:47:53 +0000 UTCI laid in the dark room, arms straight at my sides staring up at the ceiling. I was overly conscious of every movement, and every sound . . . My stomach turned in anticipation and I felt saliva gurgle as it settled in my throat. I held my breath: Oh my god, did he hear that?
Embarrassment crept across my face. Thankfully he couldn’t see it.
I heard the sheets rustle as my friend moved off the bed and I traced her steps as she walked out the door and shut it softly behind her.
“Jamie, I think you should be Dixie’s first kiss” were her last words before she’d got up to leave.
My heart pounded against my urge to keep it calm within my chest. My muscles tensed, calling me to breath deeply but I couldn’t. I was frozen.
I felt the mattress sink as he began to roll over. My right shoulder dipped into the bed and I felt his weight move on top of me. He was warm, not too heavy. Looking back now, I could feel his nervousness but I was so wrapped up in my own that I didn’t see it then.
He moved in and I exclaimed “I don’t know what I’m doing”. “You just open your mouth and move your tongue around,” he replied. “Okay” I said, as his mouth moved toward mine.
Our lips touched and mouths opened and I was trapped in the sloppy tangle of tongues during a high-schooler’s first kiss.
It wasn’t good, and I knew that. But I also didn’t know what it was meant to be. It was my first. That’s all.
Afterward, we got up and left the room and I never saw him again.
