My first kiss was with my best friend and we were only 10. I think we knew for a while we were always attracted to both girls and boys because we talked about how we would have these funny feelings whenever we were around them, a fluttering in the pits of our stomachs and when we searched it up it said that meant we were attracted to both genders. Anyway me and my best friend were at the movies and we saw these two girls come in they looked older than us, about 17. We were at the very back of the theater in the corner seats and they sat a couple of rows down and several seats across.
They were both really touchy feely and they held hands and hugged a lot sort of like us. So the movie started and it was really good and me and my friend were getting scared because it was one of our first ever horror movies. We were sitting really close and then all of a sudden the murderer appeared on the screen and my friend climbed onto my lap and buried her face in my neck. I liked the feelings I got so I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer. I continued watching the movie and hiding my face in her shoulder whenever a particularly scary part came on.
I noticed that the two girls were staring at us and whispering and I could just hear one of them say, "...remind me of us when we were their age," and then they leaned in really close to each other and kissed. I poked my friend and repeated what they had said as she watched them kiss before blushing and turning back to bury her face in my neck.
At the end of the movie the two girls were the first ones out and then the others in the movie theater left quickly while we were left in the dark all alone. My bestie climbed off my lap and grabbed her stuff, standing and fiddling with her things for a second before glancing about nervously. Then staring at me, she whispered, "Thank you for being my hero." She then climbed back onto my lap and dropped her stuff to the side. She settled down on my lap with her knees either side of my legs and leaned in real close. Her face was inches from mine before she finally pressed her lips against mine.
I can still remember how her lips felt like soft velvet. Her hands reached up to cup my face as she rested against my lap. My arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her against me, liking the tingling feeling in my chest and stomach as she pressed her body against mine. Her kiss, tentative at first touch of the lips, turned into a passionate, closed mouth kiss. When we finally pulled apart we both blushed and gathered our things, quickly leaving the theater.
We didn't really talk about it afterwards but it happened many more times over the next couple of years before finally, on one of our weekly sleepovers, we decided to start dating and had our first proper kiss. Things progressed further into other activities as we got older.