1st Time Kiss Novels & Stories

Altan took her hand, pulled her towards him, and placed his lips on hers. Esen felt as if time had stopped. It was her first kiss, the first real one. For the first time, she felt the touch of a man in her life. He held her tightly, as if he wanted to make sure she would not get away from him, and he kissed her with intensity and passion that made it difficult for Esen to breathe. The moment he put his tongue into her mouth, she melted.

Take a hint. “Just as I thought. Not until you’re ready to admit you want me. I’ll wait for you to come begging for it.” He said and let go off me. I did something I thought I would never do in my life then. I placed my hands around his neck and kissed him. My soft lips captured his and I savored his cold soft ones slowly. In both times that I’ve been kissed, they both took charge but this was my first time kissing someone. Taking the initiative. He wasn’t kissing back. What was wrong me?

He was in thought, but then after a few seconds he cleared his throat and asked me, “Have you ever been with anyone before?” I looked into his eyes and could see he was anxious to hear my answer. Feeling slightly shy, my cheeks reddened, and I shook my head saying, “No.” A huge smile grew on his face, and he lowered his lips in a gentle kiss. Breaking a kiss, he took a deep breath and exhaled, slowly putting me back down onto my feet. I was feeling so confused, but he caressed my cheek and kissed the tip of my nose, saying, “Your first time has to be special, not like this love. You deserve more and nothing less than that.”

Once… just once, I slipped inside. She was curled under the covers, her face peaceful, her lips slightly parted as if she’d been whispering dreams. I stood by her bed, watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest. My hand hovered over her cheek, trembling like a boy on his first date. And then, I leaned down. Just a kiss. No just a peck on her lips. Just one. Soft… barely there. My first kiss. She didn’t stir. I convinced myself it was harmless.

She didn't expect him to kiss her. Casey licked her lips and nods slowly. "Yes, Cora. He's my first kiss. He's not only my first kiss, but he's also my first dance. You know last night was my very first time when it comes to that thing, and I hope you get it," Casey answered. Cora put her hands on her mouth. She couldn't believe it it's her very first time to have it. "Oh, really? Was it your very first time, huh? He's your first dance and also your very first kiss, huh? Aren't you making lies with me, Casey? Tell me the truth, please," she said. Casey closed her eyes and sighed again.

As I stepped out of my room, I was thrilled to see Cara heading out. We were so engrossed in our own thoughts that we accidentally collided. Our eyes locked, and in that moment, time seemed to stand still. Without a word, Cara drew nearer, and before I knew it, we were wrapped in a warm embrace, sharing a heartfelt kiss. This was only my second kiss, but Cara is the first girl I've ever kissed. The moment's magic left me wondering why it felt so irresistible yet undeniably fantastic!

»»────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ────«« First time kissing someone and it turned out to be a guy. Not just any guy, but my sworn enemy. The person I’ve spent years trying to kill. First time reaching an orgasm, same guy. Thirteen year old me who told his best friend he had no interest in jerking off or p**n because it was a waste of time is probably spinning in his mental grave right now.

Callista. I’ve been kissed before. Numerous times, in fact. My first was a boy in fifth grade who’d told me my hair looked pretty that day, and I had been blushing like crazy. Back then we were yet to go through puberty, so it didn’t really make sense. It was just something we had seen older people do, which automatically meant it was a cool thing to do. Then, at recess when we were playing, he'd suddenly appeared next to me, and asked for a kiss. Just like that. I was honestly taken aback, and my mind had been screaming, “Take it! Take it, you fool, this is a one-way ticket to the big leagues!” at me. Back then, all the popular girls had all been kissed, and who didn’t want to be similar to

Soon I had to breathe and I pulled away, immediately I wanted to be pulled back into the kiss. "Wow. where did you learn to kiss like that?" I couldn't discern his expression. What if he didn't like it? or was it so bad? I hid my face out of timidity. This was becoming really awkward "No don't get me wrong. I absolutely loved it. You're the only girl I've kissed that I actually liked. You are a great kisser. Honestly speaking." I had to laugh. He was trying really hard to explain himself "Well thanks. That's actually my first time. Tell anyone and I'll maim you.

They were feeling rough and warm against my soft and cold ones. "Kiss me back" this time he requested whispering against my lips. I don't know what happened to me but his request melted me and my lips start to move against him on their own. I closed my eyes in anticipation of feeling the slow and sensual kiss. That was my first time kissing someone and it was feeling so good. His skilled lips were working perfectly against my unskilled one like they are made for each other. I felt like thousands of butterflies are dancing in my stomach.