First Time Kissing My First Love

Published by Oke Umurhohwo on


There are some dates that just refuse to leave our memories no matter what. A typical example of such date for me is January 22nd, 2009. The day I finally had my first kiss with my first love. That was about 3 months after we started dating. She had finally said yes to my dating proposal on November 14th 2008 but for the fact I was in Delta state then while she was in Lagos, we didn’t really have time to spend together.

First week back in Lagos, we arranged seeing in a fast food outlet, I think Sweet Sensation, Gbagada but she came with a friend and all thoughts of the first kiss didn’t materialize beside been in a public place.

Still looking for the first kiss, I asked a good friend of mine Mpror if I could use his house in Bariga for some hours which he readily obliged me. Invited her over while my friend excused us after getting us drinks and biscuit.

A nice collection of Celine Dion was already playing exactly what suited the atmosphere at that moment. I switched off the TV, this was not the time for movies as I didn’t want any distractions.

For a stretched duration of time, she was just soundless and for no reason my heart was just beating fast, I was petrified, and I didn’t even know what was scaring me. I sat directly opposite her and watched her as she ate very slowly. We rubbernecked at each other countless times at intervals, competing on who smiled the most.

‘‘Guy talk something self nah”, my mind kept pushing me, like my mind was angry with me. Not like I didn’t know what to say, my supposition was where to start. I know this normally happens when a guy rates her lady very high and they are alone for the first time.

“You said we have a lot to discuss but you are yet to say anything” I whispered very calmly.

“You haven’t said anything yet” she replied while still looking down and eating her biscuits.

I delayed for another couple of minutes, just watching her with my heart beating very fast like someone suffering from tachycardia.

My inner mind which has always been my greatest partner good or bad brought up a pleasant idea. “Damn what to say and go for the bulls eyes, she won’t kill you” my mind suggested. I smiled and sharply moved her drink and biscuit to the end of the chair, leaned forward and reached for her lips knowing the least I could get was a slap.

As my lips enclosed hers, she kissed me back in return, only then I knew we were both being silly. Looks like she was waiting for me to make the first move but fear won kill me die. She kissed quite well though.

Her eyes were closed as we kissed. Mere seeing her eyes closed calmed my nerves. I joined her in closing my eyes too but opened them at intervals to watch her mood. I kept on telling myself repeatedly…

“So Oke you finally got this babe after chasing her for 8 months… if am dreaming, please I don’t ever want to wake up”.

As we kept kissing, I caressed her hair back and forth, and when I had gotten her relaxed, she finally raised both hands she had been resting on her laps all the while we were been kissing and placed them on my chest, caressing it. As she did, my malicious mind was like,

“Oke nah only hair you won caress? e don enter her, she don dey caress you, touch bobi nah this boy… why you dey dull yourself”

I wanted to do it, but on a second thought I was scared that I will be going too far, that I had to take it one step at a time, the time for bobi pressing will surely come. I must behold everything she possessed, both the seen and unseen… I will definitely get there, if not today, very soon, I don’t need to mystify myself.

We kissed for a long while, my Piakus, erecting inside my tight swimming boxers I wore specially for this occasion, because I didn’t want things to be too embarrassing.

She finally pulled herself back, smiled and pecked me on the lips at intervals. Left for me, I knew if she was waiting for me to stop, she would have been wasting her time.

That one long kiss changed the stratosphere between us. It re-ignited my confidence, I became calm and free. I asked myself…

“o boy, what was frightening you before, mtcheeeew, after the kiss, you don die now? if to say you touch bobi, nothing for still happen”

Categories: Diary


Salis86 · October 30, 2013 at 10:25 pm

Hehehhehe….bad man stalyf. Nice one

James · October 30, 2013 at 10:32 pm

I love your writing skills bro. feeling like i was there watching both of you. Keep it up

    Stalyf · October 30, 2013 at 10:41 pm

    Thanks sir. Life stories are easier to write thou

Yinzyy · October 30, 2013 at 10:40 pm

The Oke i know now is more dangerous than this. Guess you were still a learner then

    Stalyf · October 30, 2013 at 10:41 pm

    loool… We learn daily

shimzy · October 30, 2013 at 11:04 pm

You for press the bobi jare. She for happy for you self

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