First Kiss Age 13 Novels & Stories

“When did you have your first kiss?” He gave a sharp laugh, shaking his head. “That’s such a random question.” His dark eyes narrowed at me, but there was amusement simmering there. “It was after my first shift. I was fourteen. She was older. Too old, really. She tasted wine and secrets. I thought I’d discovered the world that night until she died a moment after.” My eyes widened at his last disclosure but I didn't mention it. “So, you were a reckless boy even then.”

"Tell me about it, I am different from your Dad. Maybe I can even help you with that." Her eyes flickered in surprise, it made me anticipate the next words that would come out from her mouth. “They always talk about how a kiss feels like and they all have experienced it, some even got it when they were thirteen. I heard Marga and other girls at school said that they have become a different girl after their first kiss and that if felt heavenly. Can you perhaps tell me how it is?”

I don’t like them; they smoke, drink and talk about everyone as if the rest of the world is garbage. No, I shouldn’t think that; I want to be around him so much that I follow him to the scary group. "That was like a year ago; you make it sound like it’s been ages since you were thirteen.” Todd smiles at my response, pulls my chin to his height and kisses me. My first kiss tastes like cigarettes. I don’t feel the need to tell him its my first kiss, I’m sure he knows. ~~~~~~~ "I... don't think your friends like me."

“She'll find him or her.” I snapped my neck quickly at his face with his unprintable smirk. Did I hear him or her correctly? He's implying... “She doesn't like girls, she's straight.” I replied. “She used to love kissing girls when she was thirteen. I'm pretty sure Rachael was her first kiss.”

I shouldn’t be thinking about kissing a boy. It’s wrong. It’s so wrong. But heavens! The way he was staring at me? Inch by inch, he leaned in, and I did too. Till we were just a finger apart. Our lips were close to brushing against each other, and I could literally hear my heart beat in my ears. Then suddenly, he snorted, tapping his index finger on my lips.“ You’re sixteen and already having lewd thoughts. You’re still a child. I can’t kiss you till you turn eighteen.”

My heart jumped. Kendra froze beside me like she had transformed into a statue for maximum listening power. I nodded slowly. “Yeah. I do.” Liam’s shoulders relaxed, and a boyish smile pulled at his lips. “I wasn’t sure if you’d still think about that.” “I do,” I whispered before I could stop myself. His smile deepened. “That was my first kiss,” he said softly. Mine too. But I couldn’t force the words out. I just stared at him, suddenly quiet, suddenly Thirteen again.

It lands on some girl who chooses the truth. ”Tell us about your first kiss!” ”Um..well I was 5 and my brothers friend kissed me at daycare” she mumbles with red cheeks. ”Lame!” someone yells. Oh God, this is going to be long night. But, I try to enjoy it, at least I got to meet some of Sebastian’s friends. They seem okay, especially Max and Lucy. And Franklin seemed nice too.

Rodriguez for the next 1 year. "You may now kiss the Bride!" The kiss. Something I never thought about all along. Something I don’t want right now. It's not like it's my first kiss but still... 'Don't lie. It is your first kiss.' My mind seems to be more in the negative side today. I admit, I am 23 years old and I still haven’t had my first kiss or... boyfriend!! Embarrassing! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Unknown POV: That kiss was supposed to be mine.

His gorgeous dark eyes swirl with mischief. “I’ll never kiss you again.” I crinkle my nose at him. He moves so quickly. He grabs my hips and leans forwards so I’m flat on the bed and he’s hovering over me. “Now we can’t have that.” He leans down and kisses me. I have to admit I thoroughly enjoy kissing him. But then again I don’t really have anything to compare it to. He was my first kiss at my friend Morgan’s party when I was 13. There’s been about 5 other kisses total with people that weren’t him. But he’s always been my favourite. His lips are soft but not pansy. He uses enough tongue without playing tonsil hockey. And there’s always this electricity.

Cadence asked, not sure how to proceed. Letting out a loud sigh, Cassidy said. “I stopped him. I mean… I moved out of the way. I knew what he was doing, but I was… afraid. So I didn’t let him.” “That’s understandable,” Cadence offered, hoping to reassure her sister that her reaction was perfectly natural. “If you’ve never kissed a boy before, it’s not surprising that you would be hesitant.” “I’ve kissed boys before, Cadence,” Cassidy said, her eyes narrowing and a bit of that snarky attitude back. “Geez, I’m sixteen.”