Mine is pretty boring, it was at his house in his lounge room but if we had the guts to make the first move sooner it would of been out at a dam we visited at the time lol. So where was yours? Anywhere special? Was it romantic?
Not with my current partner, but it was on a trampoline in a friend's back yard after senior prom. I was 17. It was wet and a little bit of an anticlimax, but I did end up dating the kisser on and off for the next five years (and the kisses got better).
At my parents' house in front of the garage. I was 16 an petrified my dad would come down and catch us - although I did wish someone had interrupted us before then. It was horrible. I felt like taking the vacuum and vacuuming my mouth from all the saliva. It wasn't so much a kiss but a competition over who had the strongest tongue.
In a McDonald's car park. I think it was around 11:00 at night & we stopped in for a bite to eat after a drive down to the Gold Coast with friends...... 12 or so years ago & I remember it like it was yesterday.
First kiss with anyone was in Jenolan Caves on a school trip, during that bit in the tour where they turn all the lights off for a moment.
First kiss with my husband was drunkenly in an alleyway out the back of a party in Newtown. We were kind of gross, I think, as I asked my cousin if she wanted to share a cab back to Bondi with us, and she declined to be in the same vehicle as our sloppy pashing selves.
First pash with DH was up a tree. We were drunkety drunk drunk, and living rurally at the time. That tree got quite a workout, I remember one night when my mate fell out and then DH fell out not five minutes later.
First kiss ever was at our year 10 after ball party. I *think* I had just puked and the guy I had a mad crush on came up and kissed me. Yech. He was a really nice guy though. We dated for a couple of months afterwards. The thing I remember most about that night is that I was wearing the most uncomfortable undies in the history of the universe. I had a wedgie that almost split me in half.