First Kiss Story Novels & Stories

My books fell on the ground, back straightened by the heavenly impact of the embrace. “Zayne…!” “Kr-Kristine? What happened? Why are you crying?” I gasped. Glancing over my shoulder and found her sobbing. Her hands wrapped around my waist, refusing to let me go. Her tears soaking my shirt, clenching my heart, wondering what happened to her now. She looked up at me through her tears-stained face, whimpering. “My.. my… first kiss!” I blinked. “Your first what?” “They- they took it. They pinned me and kissed me forcefully…!” She cried more, turning me to face her, her hands locked around me, sharing her anguish with me.

Max smirks at me but I shake my head. I had told them the story of my first kiss being with a Kenneth Dimitru. He was the school jock and I had the biggest crush on him. He took me behind the bleachers and told me he had always wanted to be with me and kissed me. It was the best kiss I ever had, until later on when I found out he just wanted to see inside the notorious Nightmare Warriors Compound. Austin, Max and Shane handed him a new one. We spend the next hour going over all the good moments we all had. I'm laughing so hard at the memories that I don't realize I have tears in my eyes until Austin leans over and wipes one of them.

I interpreted and she was laughing hard on the screen. "You're really such a crazy girl, Cally! Poor guy," she said. and she was still smiling ear to ear, like a weirdo. "Why are you happy? We just met again," I asked as I rolled my eyes. She cleared her throat and grinned at me, "Well, isn't that romantic? He's your first kiss, you are his first kiss. That kiss happened 10 years ago and now you met again. My gosh, Cally, he might be your prince charming. Sadly, I didn't see his changes but girl, you should agree on dating him!" she said in an enthusiastic voice.

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.

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

"You just started explaining and already you're gone!" I ran my fingers through my rain-soaked hair. "I'm completely ruined!" I cried out in despair. Unlike the protagonists in the stories I'd consumed, I possessed no superpowers, no magical abilities to turn the tide. "This is so unfair!" My brooding was interrupted by a luxury car gliding past the bus stop. Through its open window, I witnessed Nadira and Julian engaged in a heated kiss—their lips locked together passionately, her hand around his neck as his hand pulled her closer. She turned slightly, and her triumphant gaze found mine, rubbing salt into my wounds with her expression of victory.

He waits, his eyes intense and chest heaving a little. I kiss him, my lips connecting to his. I feel a zig of electricity pass through me. I made the first move, my heart racing. His strong hand grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him while the other grips my hair, bringing up my face. He captures my lips and answers my kiss passionately yet gently. Holy shit. My whole body ignites up like fireworks, and my breath shudders. I moan into his mouth, and his tongue slips into my mouth. He explores my mouth expertly... It's so satisfying and comes naturally to us. My tongue strokes against his. I've never been kissed by anyone before. It is my first real kiss. It's electric and more than I imag

he said confused as he scratched his head. "Court me first, and wait until I answer you. Even though I love you, you’re not exempted." I breathed first before he approached. "But first come here, let me kiss you because I badly miss you." I grabbed him with a kiss and he also easily wrapped his hand around my wide waist. THE END. (c) With a smile cover by Justin Vasquez THANK YOU VERY MUCH. FOR READING MY STORY. AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY. Love: Miss Vainj

She needed. / "... you're pretty ..." / / They kissed for the first time at the end of their first date. In the middle of the street in pouring rain, because a red light kept them from making it to Sebestian' apartment before the temptation got too much. They were both a bit too eager, trembled from cold and want. It was perfect. It was also Rose's first kiss ever, and she knew immediately that she never wanted to kiss anyone else. /

And Uncle Ivan had been threatening her, slapping her when the handsome young stranger had shown up, beating up her uncle and his goons and kissing her. Her first kiss. Karina let the voices of her aunt, who was haranguing her, fade as she peeled the potatoes and lost herself in the thoughts of the man who had kissed her. It had been her very first kiss. She smiled inwardly as she furtively touched her plump lips and blushed. It had felt nice. HE had felt nice, warm, and smiling that rakish grin which had her stomach churn and a strange feeling begin in the pit of her stomach…