Hot French Kissing Novels & Stories

“That was…” She blinks up at me, dark eyelashes fanning out around those warm brown eyes. My own drop to her lips and I can’t resist going in for another kiss, my tongue sweeping inside her mouth so she can taste herself. This kiss isn’t like the others were- it’s slower, deeper, more intentional. Vienna whimpers when I break it, like she doesn’t want me to stop. “That was so fucking hot,” I groan, gripping her hip with a hand and squeezing. I drop my other hand to my crotch, grabbing my throbbing hard-on through my jeans. “Fuck.”

He darted his daring tongue in and out of my sweet pocket until I felt weak in the knees. I pushed him back so that I could turn around and face him. We began to kiss. We were both freaks with our tongues. Our long, deep french kissing was accompanied by caressing and rubbing on each other's hot bodies. I was stroking his long, muscular arms and he was fondling my full, luscious boobs. My hands crept down to his pants and unzipped them. I pulled out his simmering sausage and began to rub it.

In his hair, and then pressed against either side of his face, feeling the perfect angles of his face against my skin as he kisses me. A half-desperate moan escapes me as he picks me up, resting me on the edge of the counter, centring himself between my legs. There is no air left within me when he pulls away from my lips, pushing my head with his hand until the back of it is against the cool surface of the mirror, and he's kissing my neck again. This time though, he isn't so gentle, kissing and sucking in one spot, not stopping until I push at his chest, realising his intentions.

She had no idea how much those words meant to me, especially coming from a mother. Just as we broke apart, we heard footsteps followed by V stepping into the kitchen. Mrs. Kim looked between us and immediately stepped onto the adjoining balcony. I looked up at him, his eyes were so beautiful like molten chocolate. He stepped closer, leaned in and before I could think, I felt a lacy fabric cover my eyes. I could still see him though, barely but I still could. He leaned in even closer until my breath hitched in anticipation. Our lips were inches apart and one deep breath from either one of us would literally make them touch. Dying from anticipation, I closed the distance and let our lips touch

He merely closed the gap between them, seizing her lips with his in a kiss that was far from innocent. His lips were firm, insistent, and Gabi moaned as his tongue ventured into her mouth, exploring every corner as if he desired to commit her to memory. His large hands grasped her hips, drawing her nearer, and she felt his arousal pressing against her abdomen. The kiss was intense, commanding, as if he was attempting to assert something. Gabi responded with equal fervor, her hands finding their way into his hair, drawing him nearer. She could taste the beer on his tongue, mingled with a flavor that was uniquely *Ravi*.

’ Heart thought. Cullen and Heart were staring at one another and they shared a passionate kiss together. The kisses were so warm and slow. It was very romantic for them, they were touching one another until they reached the sofa, Heart sat down on his lap, without breaking the kisses. The kisses became so intensed, french kissing with tongue, their tongues were fighting but Cullen won and went inside Heart’s mouth, tongue fucking her. Cullen started caressing her butt and back. While Heart was hugging him and caressing his biceps. After a few seconds, they stopped from kissing and were almost out of breath while panting. They were looking into each other’s eyes.

On the day, male and female Slayers exchanged hand-drawn greeting cards, Siam tulips (Artic parrayas in the case of the North) and chocolates. “Kokuhaku… my God.” Aki blushed and covered her mouth because she didn’t want to smile in embarrassment and unintentionally offend Sasha. Temujin also squirmed where he sat because he had never experienced making a romantic proposal, obviously because there were very few opportunities in the mines. He could only imagine how nervous Sasha must’ve felt putting his ego in the line like that, vulnerable to being crushed by a rejection. “Exactly,” Sasha said, guessing what the other two were thinking. “I also had to learn how to make honmei choco.”

It was not a strange fact that she was flaming hot! I lunged myself next to Hardin, turned his head to me by bracing his face. Then attacked his lips with mine. His posture froze for a second before his tongue delved in my mouth. Tasting me. Sweet taste of mint and cocoa mingled together. I didn't know if I was drugged by Hardin's lips on mine but I could've sworn I had Faith's sharp intake of breath. Or maybe a gasp. Like I said, I didn't know if it was due to the way Hardin's tongue licked mine that fogged my mind. Somehow kissing Hardin infront of Faith felt hot. Way too hot for me to handle. And damn me if that didn't turn me on.

His cool light was like a spark as if it wanted to burn me, nodding and saying, his cold voice made me goosebumps. "I don't have the right, so now I will make it clearer" The anger seemed to spread throughout his body, once again holding me in his arms, trying to torture his trembling lips. me, even though I hit him, I still couldn't resist the burning kiss that was placed on my lips. The fire spread causing his body to heat up, the breath hitting my face was hot with the cool scent of beer filling his breath, how much he drank and acted like this, this is the first time I first saw another strange person in Phong, didn't protest, I just let him kiss me, the impatience but strong conquering

She took the lead in the kiss, slowly pressing her lips against mine. Subconsciously, I opened my mouth a little to grant her more access and we French kissed under the sunlight. She tongued me and sucked on my bottom lip gently and I didn't know when I responded by putting both hands on either sides of her tiny waist. She pushed her body so hard against mine, I could feel her nipples hardening through her skimpy bra.