1st Time Kiss Novels & Stories

She’s going to say something that will embarrass me. “Mommies and Daddies are supposed to kiss on New Year. Will you kiss Daddy?” She asks me with her hands on her hips, raising her eyebrows at me. She needs to stop using my mom looks on me. She’s only four. “Yeah, will you kiss Daddy at midnight?” Jordan asks with a smile. Damn, now I’m looking at his lips. I haven’t kissed anyone other than Harrison. That bastard stole all my firsts. My first kiss, my first time falling in love, my first time having sex. When I look at Dakota, I know he gave me the greatest gift of all despite being a monster. He gave me my first child and the true love of my life.

I return the kiss, fighting for dominance and I feel the faint delight hearing him groan from my inexperience. But he refuses to cave in. His teeth bite my tongue and I stiffen, moaning at the slight stinging pain before he sucks it with his mouth. Oh fuck, what is this feeling? Th-this isn’t normal, is it? Loosening his grasp on my nape, my head shifts aside, breaking the kiss as I choke out of breath before I start panting. “T-That is my first kiss…” It was a hot one, to boot. I blush, realizing I release my deepest secret I shouldn’t reveal to a stranger. Yet, I’m infuriated as I give him my deadliest glare. The man only stares with an indescribable expression.

her voice barely a whisper, “I want tonight to belong to us alone.” Grayson didn’t answer with words. He only raised his hand, touched her cheek, then leaned down slowly until their lips met. The kiss wasn’t rushed — it was full of feeling, as if both were trying to make sure this wasn’t just desire, but something deeper. Kimmy responded softly, her eyes closed, letting time stop between them. When Grayson finally pulled away, he looked at Kimmy with warmth. “Are you sure?” Kimmy nodded slowly. “Yes. But slowly, okay… I’ve never done this before. It’s my first time.”

, he giggled and place his lips on mine. I couldn't find myself on the earth then. My first ever kiss. It was happening. Though it was not even close to an actual kiss, our lips only met. He didn't do anything, just his lips remained sticking with mine. I closed my eyes to feel more deeply. He didn't suck or nibbled my lips. That first kiss of my life was so pure, so cute. I could never forget that ever in my life. After a few seconds, he parted me away and cupped my face. Then he kissed my forehead as I buried myself in his arms. He embraced me in himself and claimed my heart forever.

I wrapped my fingers around it and squeezed it a bit while glancing at him, he took a sharp intake when I did that. I stared at the pink tip of his base and licked it, he hissed and bit his lip, "Kiss it," he said while breathing hard and I moved closer and pressed my lips against it while looking at his face. Without waiting for his instructions I opened my mouth and wrapped my tongue around the head of his dick while letting my lips close over it. It was my first time, but the way he was staring down at me made me feel a bit confident.

Forgetting myself, I drag my palms up the planes of his muscular back and tangle my fingers in his hair. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But why does sin taste so good? This is my first kiss, and he has already taken it without any hesitation, as if it was a given that it was always supposed to be his. His hot tongue laps at my bottom lip, and I part my mouth to let him in. I don't know if am doing it right. I've never been kissed before. The moment he's inside of me for the first time, something catches inside my chest. I moan into his mouth, licking and sucking and trying to mimic him. It's so messy.

My first kiss! I gasped as his kiss overwhelmed me. My senses drowned in the intensity of the moment. My eyes instinctively closed, surrendering to the powerful connection between us. The fervor only intensified as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth with a possessiveness that sent shivers down my spine. I shamelessly moaned, lost in the intoxicating bliss of the moment, unaware of the crowded hall surrounding us. His arm tightened around me, drawing me closer as if he wanted to merge our very beings into one.

I closed my eyes and waited for contact when I felt real, warm, and soft lips on mine. It was my first kiss. It was sweet. It was hot, light but short. "WOW!"

I stammered, completely unsure of what I was supposed to do. "Then..." A faint smile appeared on his lips. "I'll make it easy for you." Before I could even process what he meant—or find the courage to run away—his lips gently captured mine. My eyes flew open. His lips were surprisingly soft as they brushed against my own. This...This was my first kiss. The only kisses I had ever known before were the gentle ones my mother used to place on my forehead and cheeks when I was a little girl. The warmth of his lips sent heat rushing through my entire body.