First Kiss On Lips Novels & Stories

I bite my lip, suddenly nervous. “I suppose I do” The first kiss surprises me. My heart races as he leans in, and our lips meet in a deep kiss. His mouth is warm and demanding, tongue sliding against mine. I melt into it, loving the taste of him, the way his lips press firm and hungry. I want more, pulling him closer every time he tries to break away, my body aching for that connection.

My hand snaked behind her head, pulling her for another kiss, closing my eyes, enjoying the feeling of her lips over mine. Her lips caressed mine, kissing me back slowly. It was a passionate and deep kiss that lasted a few seconds till our lips broke apart, both of us gasping for air. She opened her eyelids and glanced at me. She bit her lips and blushed, then rushed back inside, leaving me alone outside. Did she just kiss me? And I kissed her back. I touched my lips, feeling surreal. Her lips were soft. I remembered the first time she kissed me. It was on the night of the accident when I held her body, waiting for help to come. She told me she wanted her first and last kiss with me.

Instead, she lay there, her eyes closed, her lips parted slightly. Without hesitation, I slammed my lips against hers, claiming her mouth as my own. The kiss was fierce and possessive, a declaration of my dominance over her. I could feel her lips trembling beneath mine, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she seemed to melt into the kiss, her body surrendering to mine.

Soft and inviting, they seemed to hold secrets of their own. Then, before I could even comprehend what was happening, I stepped forward, my hands reaching out to cradle her cheeks. Startled, she opened her mouth to speak, but no words escaped from her lips. In that bewildering moment, I pressed my lips against hers, and my world transformed. My mind raced to make sense of the unexpected gesture, but her lips seemed to instinctively respond. The kiss was tender yet urgent, consuming us both. The warmth of her touch, the taste of her lips-it was all so undeniable, leaving no room for doubt.

The world around her disappeared, leaving only the warmth of his touch and the fluttering in her chest. Clarissa closed her eyes, letting the moment envelop her. She had witnessed gestures of love like this many times between her parents—a quiet kiss, a tender embrace, a shared look—but she had never been on the receiving end of such an intimate act. Now, with Lucas’s lips lingering just a breath away from hers, the realization struck her: this was her first kiss. The weight of it settled in her heart, filling her with both exhilaration and a sense of something profound awakening within her.

I was looking at her and saw her licking her lips and with a little cute teasing smile on her face. "Oh, you backed off pretty quickly. You don't like kissing me or this is your first time kissing a girl" She asked teasingly. Honestly, I was really surprised is. I was really wondering what the fuck is happening right now or am I dreaming again and if this a dream then please or merciful god don't wake me up. "Yes, this is my first time kissing a girl on the lips. I'm sorry I didn't mean to kiss you there. You moved your head suddenly" I said

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

After that, he again brings his face up close to her cleavage,kisses there and then take it back to her face, puts his eyes which are gleaming love for her, and presses his lips against hers. Her pinkish lips were so warm and soft that it increases his hunger and after few seconds, she parted her lips slightly and he got a chance to slip his tongue inside her mouth. His body pressed against hers, breathing heavily as their lips pressed together. They could taste their shared breath, feel the thud of their combined heartbeat, warmth blossomed in her chest, sparks igniting as he leaned in close, lips brushing together, tentatively, for the first time. He starts moving his tongue around inside

Maximus, with a newfound tenderness, closed the distance between us and gently cupped my face in his hands. Our eyes locked, the intensity of our gazes speaking volumes. And then, without hesitation, he leaned forward, his lips meeting mine in a passionate union that ignited a fire within. The kiss was a symphony of desire, a whirlwind of emotions unleashed. It was better than the first. Our lips moved in perfect harmony, exploring, and enjoying each other's mouths. Every touch, every brush of our tongues, sparked a surge of pleasure, erasing any doubts or reservations that lingered.

He was my mate and I wouldn’t give him up so easily. I closed my eyes, his lips inches from mine, his head jerked back only for me to push harder on my toes, finally meeting his lips. His lips didn’t move. They stood still until I pecked his lips slowly, massaging them like the very first time we shared our first kiss on the cliff.