First Kiss Age 13 Novels & Stories

I shrugged my shoulders. "I had my first kiss at the age of eight actually." He scrunched his face like he was trying to remember. "Wow! That is pretty early." I said with eyes wide-eyed. "Yeah, there was this girl who had a crush on me back then." "Oh! I see, go on." "And she kissed me at a church my folks forced me to attend because they had a meeting with Kinley and didn't want me out of their sight because I was always getting into trouble."

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

“Now it’s your turn, Princess.” Do I really have to spill that in front of Hayden? By the looks of it. Yes. “I had a crush on my brother’s best friend.” He looked horrified. “Oh, no.” “It was stupid, really,” I nodded solemnly. “He cared for me like his own sister, but I got that caring mixed with romance and like a spoiled child, I demanded him to return my feelings.” “Christ…” I continued. “When he rejected me, I thought he was joking and tried to make him jealous… thirteen-year-old me went ahead and—I can’t believe I am saying this—kissed a guy my age.”

I wasn't going to hurt him much, just spank him enough so he wouldn't be able to sit. " uh, you know what? Since we found out we were mates we haven't even kissed, haven't you thought about it before?" He asked and my eyes became wide. He thought he was clever, trying to distract me from my purpose. but I was only waiting for him to make a move first. He's seventeen years old and still too young for me to do certain things with but is kissing wrong? I'm nineteen years old so I wanted to wait until he's at least eighteen to do so but I guess it wasn't going to work out how I wanted it to because Arlo was talking about it and my wolf was pushing me to do it. Plus we were mates so why the hell

I didn't know what happened to him, but he didn't stop kissing me and sucking my mouth even if I was not reciprocating it. He stops kissing me, looking into my eyes, just like reading my soul through my eyes. I finally got the courage to blink and closed my mouth. "A-Alejandro!. I-I-" I couldn't say what I wanted to say to him. He kissed me again before answering. "I know Cali and I like you so much. That kiss before when you were just 14 is a seal that I like you!" He uttered, spilling our secrets. I keep that kiss with my family and even Alison. I was just 14 years old and he was 20 years old. It was his birthday when that happened. I cried, leaning on his chest.

"Wow. I'm seeing sides to Jade I've never seen before. It's like you're growing. Looks like you really take after me in some aspect. I thought you were all about books. I can vividly remember my first kiss. I was in SS1. I was sick and I was sleeping in the sick bay when the social prefect then came to check on me. Mind you, he already asked me out countless times but I was forming hard girl, hard girl even though I liked him a lot. To cut the story short. He kissed me that day. Well, I initiated the kiss but he was quick in taking over." If I never told you in plain terms that Zee is crazy, well you just know. She's crazy. Zee's craze get level. "Wow Zee, so you initiated a kiss with an old

Only now it feels different, her ass is larger and with the way she's sitting, I'm feeling a tingling in my pants. She talks non-stop about her vacation experience. She talks about boys, and boys and boys and I hate it. "Tiffany has invited me to a party tomorrow, she told me to dress hot, hopefully I will get my first kiss tomorrow." Tiffany is Lily's best friend, they have been friends since preschool. "First kiss?" My voice rises in shock. I could have sworn she's had like a thousand kisses already. Are boys her age blind or what? "Yes. I haven't had my first real kiss yet, all the girls my age has. I'm eighteen already if I don't have my first kiss now, no boy may ever kiss me again."

"That's well and good my darling. But remember life is too short. You have to live it to the fullest. Kiss random boys, sneak a drink to your bedroom when your parents are distracted, go out and party all night. You're young Alexis. Enjoy it while it lasts" "I don't think mom or dad would agree with you" "That's why I'm here. My job is to give you bad advice so they can do their job properly. Now tell me, have you kissed a boy yet?" "Pops I'm not telling you that" "So you haven't kissed anyone yet? You're sixteen years old. I had my first kiss when I was ten" "I really don't need to know that" "What you need is to have your first kiss already. Now pick a boy"

My first kiss was when I was just shy of fourteen. I was visiting my grandparents when I met a boy just a year older than me right next door. And situated by an oak tree the first glimpse of intimacy was seen by me. It was quite awkward and filled with uncertainty which was usual for those with little experience. In time the older I got the less shy I became with accepting an attraction when I felt it.

I felt like me when I was with him. Andrew was the first boy I ever kissed. It was the day after my thirteenth birthday, and boys were starting to become interesting instead of gross. We were walking home from the bus stop together, when he told me I was pretty. No one but my dad had ever said that to me, so I turned and kissed him on the lips, trying to replicate the kisses I'd seen in movies. It had felt so awkward, and yet somehow so right to kiss him. Kissing looked so easy, so natural in all the movies, but in real life it was a disaster. He had just stood there, not doing anything but turning bright red. We walked the rest of the way home in silence.