French Kiss Novels & Stories

Ano 'yon? "Sa ngayon, iiwas ka. But soon, you will be begging for my kiss. Kapag nangyari iyon, french kiss ibibigay ko sa 'yo Marie-babes. 'Yong kiss na hindi ka makahinga sa sarap." Tumawa ito ng malakas at saka siya tuluyang iniwan na bwesit na bwesit na.

I smiled kasabay ng marahan kong pag tango, I pecked on her lips. "My friend owns the resort and I bought it from him since he and his family will migrate to Spain." I gave her another kiss on her lips, smack lang sana ulit but she deepened our kisses. She held the back of my neck, and I responded to her kisses wholeheartedly. I pressed my tongue inside her mouth, binuksan nito ang bibig upang salubungin ng dila nya ang akin. She sipped my lower lip, I sipped her upper lip. We did it alternately, we were now french kissing.

"Remember when we first kissed? What I did was peck on the lips kiss. It is the simplest way to kiss a partner. It is the simplest form of showing affection. You just simply touch your partners’ lips with your own and then during a peck, the lips of both partners are usually closed and slightly puckered. This a great way to have a first kiss with someone you like or are going out with as it is intimate enough but also not as intense as making out with them. There is also no way you can go wrong with it, as it doesn’t need any technique or practice." Napatango nalang ako. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang dapat sabihin sa mga naririnig ko sa kaniya. Sigurado ako, malawak na ang kaalaman nito sa gani

Iba na ang itsura niya lalo na ang paraan niya ng pagtitig sa akin. “A-ano kasi, b-bakit may dila? Ang weird eh.” Huhuhu nakakahiya, pero bakit nga ba kasi may dila parang may linta tuloy sa loob ng bibig ko! He chuckled, “That’s called french kiss baby.” He gave me a kiss on my cheek. I pouted, “Ganon pala iyon? Bakit french kiss ang tawag? Lahat ba ng french ganon mag kiss?” seryoso kong tanong.

Nakilala ko na pala noon si Chance but I remember na hindi naman kami close kahit that time. "Siguro suki ka na sa flowershop na binibilhan mo bg flowers? Araw-arawin mo ba naman." Natatawa akong lumapit sa kaniya. Mabilis niya naman akong nahapit sa bewang then stole a kiss on my lips. Akala ko ay smack lamang iyon pero natatawa ko siyang tinulak nang gumalaw na ang labi niya. See? He's a kiss adduct, haha.

Khier leaned in and captured her lips in a bruising, desperate kiss. It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was a collision of lips and teeth, filled with the raw, uncensored passion of two people who had just cheated death. Wenshie gasped into his mouth, opening her lips to receive his tongue, which claimed her with a dominant, possessive force that made her moan.

"Millions of I love yous are not enough to measure my--" I stopped when he kissed me. The kiss is something different from the past kisses we have shared for the past days. The kisses this time are sweet, passionate, and full of emotion. We kissed inside the kitchen with just our lips that's moving. No tongue at all. We kissed full of admiration towards each other. We kissed like this is the only way we know on how to show our love for each other because no word is enough to fathom how much we love each other. It is beyond measurement. It is far beyond words. It is like a power that no one has. Ako na mismo ang huminto sa halikan namin. "T-The organizers are waiting for u-us,"

I have the chance. The guy's forehead showed a frown. "Who are you? And what are you do———," He didn't finish his words because I immediately tiptoed and kissed him fully in the lips. I immediately can feel the softness and warmness of his lips, brushing against mine. Somehow, I can feel somethings happening inside my stomach and heart. Its beating —in a doubled fast pace!

“. . . mag-French kiss— Aray!” Kinurot ko siya sa tagiliran. “Napakamaloko mo talaga. Ilang babae na ang na-French kiss mo?” “Ikaw lang!” He was laughing. “Sinungaling ka. Ilan nga?” “Ikaw lang . . . ang huli.” Ngumuso ako dahil alam ko, maraming dumaan na babae sa buhay niya . . . pero ako ang magiging huli.

he whispered breathlessly as he continued to kiss her. Miguel's kisses were passionate and intense. They were forceful and didn't give her a chance to respond, as if he was asserting dominance and making a statement. As their kiss deepened, Caroline stopped caring about anything else. This is what she wanted. His kisses ignited something inside her. It was like fireworks on her lips, illuminating every corner and leaving a vibrant mark.