1st Kiss Stories Novels & Stories

I can’t help but replay her words in my mind, the pressure mounting as we approach the ground floor. As the elevator glides down, a sudden thought bursts forth from my lips, surprising even me. “Our first kiss.” Will glances at me, a look of confusion etched on his face. “What do you mean?” I take a deep breath, trying to sort through the tangled emotions swirling inside me. “You know, the story we’re supposed to tell if someone asks. We can’t exactly say we didn’t kiss until the wedding. Candy said we need a cute backstory.”

“I’ve never disrespected that.” His hand slid from my shoulder to my waist, pulling me close with a possessiveness that shook me. “Then don’t give other men reasons to think they can have you.” His breath was hot against my ear. “I don’t want anyone else,” I said… and hated how true it was. Jake kissed me. The first kiss after our argument. Hard. Desperate. Possessive. The kiss stole my air. My balance. My thoughts. My name. His hands found my face, my neck, my back, pulling me closer, needing me closer.

I was about to give my first kiss to a man for whom I felt nothing, after 24 years of dreaming about how special that moment would be. Roman leans in, and just as I'm about to shut my eyes, there’s a fleeting moment—a brush of lips that’s almost accidental. The kiss is so quick that my lips barely comprehend the shape of his. It’s as if my repelled him, like we were magnets turned the wrong way. I didn’t expect fireworks or a grand romantic gesture. Still… it’s my first kiss. In my fantasies, I envisioned something gentle, significant, and infused with promise. This just felt like paperwork.

“I want honesty. I want obedience. And I want you to trust me—even when it scares you.” Her breath shook. “Adrian… this feels dangerous.” “It is,” he replied without hesitation. “But so am I. And you knew that the moment you let me kiss you.” Her cheeks burned. She remembered that kiss. How the world had vanished. How she had melted completely. “You’re playing with my mind,” she whispered. “No,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I’m claiming space in it.” Her heart pounded. “You don’t have to fear me,” he continued. “Just follow the rules. And don’t make me repeat them.”

Morning light streamed through the tall windows, scattering across Emilia’s room in golden shards. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the untouched breakfast tray a maid had delivered hours earlier. The silver dome covered food she couldn’t bring herself to eat. Her lips still tingled from the night before. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t erase the memory of that kiss—her first real kiss stolen as collateral. Emilia gritted her teeth. It wasn’t romance. It wasn’t affection. It was a chain, wrapped in silk and steel.

She asked and he thought about it. “I had my first kiss when I was a teenager and I kissed the girl when I was having sex with her.” He replied and she stared at him surprised. “What? You had your first kiss while having sex with a girl and you were a teenager?” “Not just any girl, she was a princess.” “Was?” “Yes, she died a long time ago.” “Oh, I am so sorry about that.” “It's nothing.” He shrugged and she sighed. “And I have kissed a thousand more girls.”

She looked at him, smiled and said: -Yes, I want to be your girlfriend: -Yes, yes, I do want to be your girlfriend. Immediately they held hands and kissed each other on the mouth, for both of them, that experience was new, it was the first time they did it, so it was such an innocent kiss in all the extension of the word. For them it was very tender and very exciting, so they said goodbye, they were both very happy, but Teresa's joy would not last long, when she got home her parents told her: -You leave school tomorrow, right.

CHAPTER EIGHT The initial shock of Maleficent’s lips claiming mine left me briefly paralyzed. At first, I was like… What the…? I’m being kissed. Then I was like… Holy wow, I’m being kissed well. After that, it was all just… Mmm. Nice.

His eyes were sparkling like starlight. "What I got to do with you now?" Her voice was a bit shaking when she replied "I will give it back to you..." "Don't," His warm breath brushed her cheek like a sweet caress. "Just let me have yours" And he bent down and settled his mouth to hers. The stars over the sky were shining so bright tonight, but the fireworks she saw as she closed her eyes were even brighter. It wasn't her first kiss since the disgusting Roger had her first. But it was her first kiss indeed, for it was real. It was mutual, consensual, from the heart. It was a kiss from a man she had fallen in love with, for the first time in her restricted twenty years. It was a first kiss tha

Logan looked forward to their next date. Logan went to school the next day, with a radiating smile on her face. She was beginning to experience the feeling of first love. Logan found the first person she ever wants to be with. The first one she ever had feeling for. She looked forward to seeing him and wanted to spend time with him. As they danced the night away, she felt a connection, special bond, with him. Charlie is her soul mate. She knew there would always be a place for Charlie in her heart. It was love on the first date.