16, at a party. Drunk. Talking to this 6/10 sloot, clumsily make out with her. Then she takes my mate upstairs and -blam!- him. Afterwards she comes downstairs and asks me to go for a walk with her with obvious intentions. No thanks jeff, one thing I'll never do is stir a mate's porridge. First meaningful kiss came just short of a few years later. Met a girl, got her number. We met up in a club later on, danced with each other. Then I made out with her, she came back to mine, we had sex. Dated for a few weeks after that and I liked her but it wasn't working out (should have realised it wouldn't when we had sex first night of meeting), she was using me as a rebound to get over her ex. We broke up. Now at 18 I'm in my first proper relationship now of 2 months as of yesterday. Can't imagine kissing any other girl now, I'm falling for her hard.