If we're talking those plain on the lips kinda of kisses... summer after 5th grade, so I was ... 11. I belonged to a Private Swim Club that had cabanas around it, then had an opening to the tenis courts, volleyball, and playground.. anyway, he (Mike) was on the swim team and i knew him forever, and we were sorta 'dating' (more like holding hands), and we went behind the cabanas and kissed... everyone else made us.. teehee.
(sad note: Mike Carter, my first kiss... was killed in a car accident last year the day before valentines day... and I dont go to school anywhere near home. All my sorority sisters were around getting ready for our "Lovers and Lyre' Crush party... and we already started drinking. Needless to say I stayed home and continued. I had to MAKE my roommate leave and have fun (it was her birthday) or she would have stayed with me. I wanted her to have fun. I couldnt go home for the funeral, but he was a great guy. He was a big golfer at Penn state, check out the bottom paragraph of this article:
http://www.collegesports.com/sports/...071202aaf.html )
However, if we're talking about a tongue kiss... that'd be after 6th grade. Jeff. I had an awesome party basement... pinball machines, ping pong table, fooseball table... etc. So I had one of those "5-guy, 5-girl" parties where you match everyone up. Well we decided to play Chinese Man-hunt... which (according to our rules) was all the girls go hide, and the guys come find them, and when they do, they hide together. Well, Jeff found me, and we kissed underneath my pinball machine. My best friend Kathryn and I had our first kisses onthe same night (different guys though, lol)