1st Time Kiss Novels & Stories

That day, Kiera gave me the very first kiss of my life. It was a moment I had longed for, and as her lips met mine, time seemed to stand still. The softness of her touch and the warmth of her embrace left an indelible mark on my heart, forever etching that day into my memory.

Relief flooded through me, chasing away the lingering fear. I gripped his shoulders, trying to steady myself. My breaths were shaky, my body trembling as the realization hit me—I was safe. James was here. Before I could speak, his hands moved to cup my face, and his lips crushed against mine. My First kiss. The kiss was hungry, desperate, and demanding. My mind went blank. I hadn’t expected this—couldn’t have anticipated it. This was my first kiss, and it was overwhelming in every way. The world around us—the music, the chatter, the commotion—faded into a dull hum.

I felt his body stiff for a while before losing to normal one. He kept his glass on the counter and turned back. I placed my lips over his before he could register anything. I was sucking his lips slowly. It’s my 1st kiss and I don’t know how to feel about it. At first, the guy wasn’t kissing me back. I guess it was too sudden for him.

"Don't you want it? I am already 18. I promised to myself that I will let you kiss when I step on that age." He bit his lower lip. "You are not ready yet." "I am. Just tell me if you don't want my first kiss." He sighed. "I just don't know how to -" "What? You do not know how to kiss?" He shut his mouth. I laughed at him. "Seriously, Jinx? I thought you already ace that —" "Fuck, Astra." He cut me off by claiming my lips. We both closed our eyes when we felt our soft lips. Damn, it was the first time we both felt ours and it felt like it was sending me to a magical place. It sends different feeling in my system.

“Oh my God! Did we just kiss?” Mandy said to herself touching her lips. She couldn’t recall a time when a kiss had been that good. Her first kiss was forgettable. It did not live up to the hype that everyone was saying about first kisses. Time did not stop. There was not much fireworks and gosh, she wanted so much for sparks to fly when their lips met. She closed her eyes real good. She felt his lips, every part of it on hers and that was it.

Sofia endured the pain from earlier, stood up, and looked at Severin who was smirking in front of her. Eventually, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and said, "T-t-this is my first kiss, so I'll give you one minute max! Don't kiss me any longer than that!"

Emma's POV I didn’t let him finish. Something inside me snapped, and before I could stop myself, I leaned up and kissed him. It was the first time I’d ever kissed someone willingly, and the moment our lips met, it felt like everything around us disappeared. The world shrank until it was just the two of us, tangled together in a moment that felt both inevitable and surprising.

My tone is light and so obviously not mad, even if inside a horrid stirring of deep jealousy eats away at me, even if logically it can’t be true. “Why? Does first time mean it’s meant to be some kind of way? Was I supposed to last thirty seconds and make it awful?” He asks with complete blank innocence, and I can tell he genuinely doesn’t understand how many times I have heard femmes talking about awful first times. A bang bang of awkward, sore ten seconds, sweaty, messy, unsatisfying, and then a grunt, and it’s all over. “Maybe.” I shrug, only going by what I hear, not what I know, as Kaelin is my first. “You just seemed a little too confident for someone who turned red, tripped, and ran aw

He’s definitely gonna kiss me. It’s not like I’ve never been kissed before, but I’ve yet to be kissed properly. My first kiss was a disaster because neither of us knew what the heck we were doing. It was with Justin Carver, but he bragged about it after and Jax wound up beating the crap out of him, so he never tried again.

he says finally, his tone low and cautious. He is always like this, so careful, so controlled, never willing to let himself hope too easily. A small laugh leaves my lips despite the tension. “All right,” I say, taking a slow breath. “The first time you kissed me wasn’t here. It was on the surface. You had taken me with you on a mission that went wrong. We had to hide in an old warehouse while we waited for things to calm down. We were there for hours, just talking, not even realizing how much time had passed. I was sixteen.”