Cerpen Kissing Romantis Novels & Stories

Kisa looked at him, and she was transfixed. "W-What did you just call me?" "My dear," he answered softly, wrapping his arms tighter and tighter around her. He then covered her lips with his hot, open mouth. At this moment, Kisa was still in a daze, and she did not avoid him. Perhaps it was because she was in a sea of romantic flowers, as her heart fluttered the moment their lips met. Gilbert closed his eyes, kissing her gently but with great devotion. She stared at him in awe, finding his thick and long eyelashes casting a gentle shadow on his eyelids in the sunlight. She looked at him as if she was looking through him and at the arrogant boy who she had a crush on back then. Kisa slowly lif

she said still kissing him with her two hands romancing Sandi's cheek as she roll down her hands gently to his stomach robing it. They continue kissing till it becames deeper and stronger. They felled on top of the bed and continue kissing and romancing themselves. Sandi unzip his trousers again as he romance Rosela's breast and suck it really hard to the point of Rosela mourning, opening her mouth and with her two eyes closed. Rosela got wet and badly turn on as she held Sandi in a faster way, breathing high and heavily as if she was carrying an heavy load. They sure do wanted to get down with each other when they heard Dansanisa calling out to them from the sitting room.

It wasn't as big as he wanted, but it was perfect and it fit perfectly. "I love it." he says as he places the ring onto my finger. Romano leans forward and presses his lips against mine. The kiss was passionate but soft, almost as if he wanted to savour every single moment with me. After a few moments Romano pulled away and smiled at me. He leaned forward and placed a small kiss on my lips. A few seconds later his lips connected with mine once more and the kiss became more passionate. We continued for a couple minutes before we pulled apart and both had huge grins on our faces.

The room was filled with the soft sounds of whispered sighs and the gentle rustling of sheets, a symphony of pleasure in the making. As our lips met, a surge of heat coursed through me, igniting a fire deep within. Calla's kiss was an intoxicating blend of sweetness and passion, a declaration of her desires and an invitation for me to surrender to mine. Our mouths moved in a rhythmic dance, exploring and claiming each other, as if trying to convey a lifetime of longing in a single embrace.

And in that sacred moment, as the stars shimmered above, their lips met in a tender kiss—a kiss that spoke of a thousand lifetimes and a love that defied the constraints of time. In that kiss, they found a respite from the world, a sanctuary where their souls merged and danced in perfect harmony. It was a moment of surrender—a surrender to the unyielding passion that had guided their journey, a surrender to the realization that their love was a force that could move mountains and heal wounds.

Ruby sweet-talked, connecting their foreheads together and gazing passionately into Carmilla's eyes. The raven-haired can only blush due to the undeniable sincerity in her fiancee's words. She suddenly connected their lips together never minding the prejudice of their audience or the fact that their expensive lipsticks are getting smudged. Ruby kissed back with equal passion, sending fire into her soul due to their fiery intimacy. The only thing Carmilla cares about right now is ravishing the supple lips of the romantic lady in her embrace.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

The tension in the room was palpable, but instead of averting his gaze, he felt a surge of affection and longing. Without uttering a word, Jaden gently placed the pajamas he had brought aside and closed the distance between them. His touch was soft and tender as he cupped Rita's face, his eyes filled with a mixture of desire and adoration. And in that moment, he kissed her with a gentleness that spoke volumes. The warmth of Jaden's lips against hers ignited a spark within Rita. It was a kiss that carried the weight of unspoken apologies, hopes for reconciliation, and a shared desire to heal their fractured bond. Time seemed to stand still as they immersed themselves in the intimacy of that s

he whispered alluringly. At that moment, I stopped caring about the question. Our future together had been written for us a long time ago. Someone could say that the affection we shared wasn't real since it was created by a spell… But isn't love always magical? It began exactly like the love between Immara and Jadiel. It started with that one magical kiss. After all that happened, I like to think of the kissing spell not as a curse, but merely a way to correct the evil fate of our previous lives. This time, we finally found our happy-ending. THE END

I put extra softness in my kiss to penetrate little Sara’s defenses. “Uhm that was so nice”. I let go of her lips. “So have you ever imagined kissing your friend there ? You know I have kissed Casper here and I promise it is something else. I am thinking it has to be close to perfect for a girl to feel how gently you girls are always kissing us. How soft and sensual it is”. My voice is as soft as the kiss I am describing.