Boboiboy Kiss Novels & Stories

I uttered, before sealing my confession with a kiss. Romeo didn't kiss back at first. But, I knew he would surely kiss me back. He couldn't resist me. My eyes gleamed with delight, as his hand went to my waist and he caressed my back softly. I wrapped my arms around him, deepening the kiss. I craved more of him. I could never get enough of my boyfriend. I moaned in pleasure when he bit my bottom lip softly. He was such a good kisser. This should be part of the reason girls were always flocking around him.

Leaning forward, I press my lips against Connor's and he kisses me back, hand curving around my back and drawing me closer. "And that's my cue to go," Roberto says, mouth edging up in a smirk. "You kids have fun." I hear the front door open and close as Roberto leaves, but Connor and I continue kissing. We can't get enough of each other, and I wrap my arms around his neck. I push my breasts against his chest and suck his tongue into my mouth. "Trish," he murmurs when finally come up for air, looking at me with wonder in his gorgeous blue eyes.

“But you didn't know me a lot.” I was about to react from what he said but not when he did something. Tobias started kissing me not on the lips but on my neck. Mouth widened as he began to lick my neck, gently biting it. “Oh…” Moans couldn't be stopped. Tobias chuckles while he begins to reach for my sheath. “It's wet.”

“Nah, this is our vacation.” “Hm,” Bobbie angled her face to give me a kiss on the cheeks. “I’ll make you a deal. See those volleyball chikas,” he pouted her lips towards the girls playing the mentioned game. I couldn’t help it, I had to taste her pouty lips. She moaned against my mouth, smiling as I tightened my hold on her. Holy fuck. This girl will be the death of me. My actions are my worst nightmare. I had to stop, willing myself not to go further with kissing her deeply.

She was already ruined, already scattered, and yet, as Bobi reached down for her, she felt that dark, familiar spark of arousal flicker back to life. "Bobi..." she whispered, her voice a mere thread of sound, almost like a soft beckoning for him to claim her. "Don't worry, baby," Bobi said, a slow, terrifying smile on his lips. "I’m going to make sure you remember my name long after this week is over." He pulled her by the neck and slowly wipes the cum off her face with his handkerchief before kissed her passionately, and then he let her see his big hefty dick. “Do you think you can handle this?”

The other was, frozen with his mouth parted. Bob kissed me again—then pulled back enough to growl against my lips. “Come for me. Let them see what’s mine.” And I did. Shaking, breathless, I shattered around him, my scream ripping through the humid air as the waves below crashed in sync with the pulse between my thighs. Bob followed with a curse, burying himself deep as he came with a groan. We stayed there, tangled and breathless, my leg still wrapped around him, my body pressed against the glass, as the other two clapped slowly, impressed.

Bob kissed my temple and smirked at them. “Not a chance.” Bob pulled me into him again, still breathless from the high. His hand slid down, giving my ass a firm squeeze. “You were incredible,” he murmured, his voice low and full of approval. But then he did something unexpected. He turned me around so my back faced the others and gently bent me over the edge of the chair. My breath caught. My barely-there thong did little to conceal anything, and I was suddenly on full display. Bob leaned in, kissing me deeply, possessively, before stepping back with a smirk.

Chim whispered hotly against my ear, his lips brushing the shell. I nodded, trembling. Bobby’s hands roamed over my chest, his fingers teasing my nipples until a gasp slipped out. “Do you wanna know the surprise now?” he murmured. “Y-yes,” I breathed, my cock now fully hard and throbbing. Eddie leaned in first, our lips finally crashing together. The kiss started slow but quickly turned hungry — tongues sliding deep, wet, and insistent. He tasted like sin. I moaned into his mouth, my hips grinding forward instinctively.

Meanwhile, I was reduced to a grinning mess, unable to contain the desire to kiss my girl. Putting my hands on both sides of Blondie’s face, I was trapping her in place as I looked at her with fire in my eyes. She looked up at me and bit her lip, and my face delved down to find hers. Our lips had touched and I was about to deepen the kiss, when suddenly— * RING ! * RING! * RING! *

he said in a voice that was on the verge of croaking. "Pretty enough to kiss?" "Y-yes," he said nervously as he realized where she was taking this, that is, in the same place as his dream which could only mean . . . Their mouths came together, gradually, exchanging several light, airy kisses-- as if they were testing the waters before diving in. Their light kisses were never bound to last though as Samantha pressed her lips more firmly against his before slipping her tongue out. Bobby, inexperienced as he was, never felt a tongue in his mouth before, and when his mom slipped her practiced tongue inside, swirling it around to maximum effect several times, he was lost.