Seven Crazy-Embarrassing Kissing Stories
"My most embarrassing kiss was also my first kiss. I was at camp, and after dating for about three days — which is four years in camp time — my boyfriend and I headed to make-out point. We were holding hands, giggling and then the time came. I closed my eyes, moved closer and stuck out my tongue the way I'd seen it done in movies. He gently patted me on the shoulder and told me I was making out with his neck."
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Experiment Gone Wrong
"My best friend Blake and I decided to see what kissing was all about. But we were a little too enthusiastic — we bumped faces so hard that my lip started bleeding … a lot. I had to explain to my teacher and then my mom why I had a fat lip. I didn't try again for a long time."
Out of Control
"I had a bad stomach virus, and the cute guy I liked had come over to keep me company. After he'd been there for a while, I started feeling better — or so I thought. When he went to give me a kiss goodbye, I kind of burp-puked on his lips. He screamed and ran to the kitchen to clean up. I was speechless."
"After a not-great first date, the guy walked me to the door, moved closer, and I turned my head before our lips touched. When my roommate asked me how the night had gone, I dished about every detail, including how turned off I was by his attempt to kiss me, even making vomit sounds. An hour later, I received a voice mail from him saying, 'You really should close your windows before you decide to talk about someone…'. I was mortified!"
"After a passionate make-out session with a sexy marine who was on shore leave, we took a romantic stroll through the park. Suddenly he looked at me quizzically and said, 'Weird, I could have sworn you had a ponytail earlier … '. Indeed, he was right — my hair extension had fallen out during our hookup."
"This guy I'd liked forever and I were standing on a street corner and I was about to hail a taxi when he leaned in and we just went at it. It was the best first kiss I've ever had — I forgot where I was, all of that. About five minutes into it, a homeless man came over, tapped him on his shoulder and said, 'Sir, I see you over here doing your thing, but could you spare a dollar?'"
"It wasn't a kiss, but it was certainly mouth-related. On a first date with a guy I really liked, I sneezed and my fake tooth went flying onto his lap. All I could say was 'Sorry!' And, no, we didn't kiss that night."