Bad First Kiss Mga Nobela at Kwento

First kiss are supposed to be Awesome, out of this world, wonderful, magical everything fairytales and romance novels said it would be but unfortunately that didn't happen with me. The second guy I kissed was my first boyfriend in 7th grade, hmm. That's all I can say about our first kiss that I can't remember, hmm. The third guy I kissed was in sophomore year, to prove a point to Caren; that although my dad is dead and I'm mourning, I'm still the hottest girl alive. Yea that didn't go well for me, I was acting out. Got Caren to hate me more and cried myself to sleep every night for the rest of the year knowing that I'm the hottest girl without her dad.

Just when he was about to pull away, she tightened her hold around his neck and pulled him down. "You look handsome. I can lose my virginity to you" she mumbled to herself, which is barely audible if he is not standing this close to her. Eva touched her lips to his and gave away her first kiss to a stranger whom she met in a fancy bar. Her kiss is clumsy and inexperienced. Damien froze when she kissed him. By the way she is kissing him, he can tell she is new to all this. That thought alone made his shaft leak a little in his pants. Reluctantly he pulled away from her.

SHAWN'S POV He didn't know what came over him, but he wanted to see what her lips and mouth tasted like. He was not disappointed because they tasted very nice. He got drowned in the kiss even though Tiffany was a bad kisser. “Why did you do that?” She suddenly asked, pushing him away. “I'm sorry. I didn't know what came over me.” He apologized. “That was my first kiss. You took it away!” Tiffany said getting out of the pool and gathering her things together. Her first? That explains why she was bad at it. He couldn't believe it. He ran his fingers through his hair,angry at himself for coming at her like that. He didn't want to have anything romantic to do with her. She was still a kid to him

I gave him my first kiss like a fool and he called me his maid! I won't cry! Not in front of him! "Fuck you!" I screamed and my eyes widened at the curse. I cursed for the first time and I feel bad. "You wish," he smirked. "You are not a bad man, you are a bad person," I said venomously. "I am the worst, baby girl." He said and pressed his lips again to mine. This time, just a peck. "Remember no boys, Sapphire ." With a glance at my lips and lingering look at my chest, he walked out. I kept staring at the closed door for minutes...,

AVERY "Bad." Pulling out of the kiss, he commented. "You are really bad at kissing" My eyes remained wide in shock, my lip btting back a retort. How could he steal my first kiss and still say I'm bad at kissing? Did he expect me to be a pro? I resisted the urge to glare at him as he released my chin, his face slowly turning cold. "Strip." He said, and my eyes widened again. "Wh – at?" I stuttered.

Her kiss brings nothing, no romantic feeling, no butterfly on his stomach, just pure disgust. In his life as an actor before, he never allowed any kissing scene nor x-rated film. The farthest thing he allowed is a simple kiss on the cheeks and forehead. Does this make Cali his first kiss? Then, he recalled that they had accidentally had a one-night stand at BGC's private room before, where Cali lost her innocence, so technically, she is still his first in everything. He hated the idea that her dirty lips, who had kissed several men, had touched his lips.

Our fingers intertwine, a silent language passing between us. His eyes, dark and warm, hold a question and a promise. I respond with a soft sigh, my gaze dropping to his lips. A faint smile touches his mouth before he lowers his head. The first touch is feather-light, a tentative exploration. Then, with a shared breath, the kiss deepens. My lips part slightly, inviting him closer. His arms wrap around her waist, pulling me flush against him. The taste of him is intoxicating, a blend of coffee and something uniquely his. My fingers tangle in his hair, the soft strands a stark contrast to the firm line of his jaw and his hard chest pressing gently against my front as he lowers us down, leaning

We breathed heavily. “What’s wrong?” he asked with a flirty smile on his face. “I was asking myself the same thing,” I said out loud. “Is this normally how you kiss?” He blinked in confusion. “Don’t tell me you think I am a bad kisser…” I stared. “Fine. I won’t tell you.” He scoffed. “Just go slow… follow me.” I stepped closer, bringing my lips to his. I slipped my tongue in, massaging as gently as I could against his. He was doing okay the first twenty seconds, but apparently, I was going to slow for him, and he became more rough. Again, in a bad way. In frustration, I bit down, biting the top of his tongue hard.

"My first kiss was the daughter of my dad's business partner. She was seventeen. I was fourteen. Told me I needed practice or I'd never be any good at it." "Was she right?" He smiled. "Don't know. Never saw her again." I laughed again. "That's terrible. Really. I bet you lost your mind." "It was. I was terrible." He leaned back, shoulders loosening up. "She told me flat out I wasn't ready." "How'd that feel?" "Like I'd never be ready." I stared at him. "So the first person you ever kissed told you that you were bad at it." "Correct."

He doesn't look mad but I clearly don't understand what I feel too. He smiles at me, "Well, it wasn't that bad." "What! Did I do bad?" That hurts my pride, that was my first kind of a kiss! Is it? My eyes gapped at some thought. Is that why Adam doesn't kiss me more than just biting my lip!? Because he knows I won't do well?? Zach chuckled making him fall off his butt. I frowned at him and crumpled some piece of paper and threw it at him. "It's not funny! And I am not talking about how bad of a kisser I am."