Kissed A Stranger Novels & Stories

"You better show yourself right now before I commit mans- I'm being interrupted from going further when I feel him inch closer to me, bends his weight, exhales rather loudly before capturing my lips with his and kisses me. The kiss renders my nerves numb and my legs weak. The kiss is breathtakingly mind blowing. It's so... My thoughts are disrupted when he pulls away and my hands suprise me by pulling his head back to mine and I kiss him back. I don't know why I did it, maybe just maybe I'm crazy. But this stranger's kiss isn't sloppy and wet like Tristan's. It's hot, tensious and delicious that it sent cold shivers down my spine and made me a shuddering mess. I can feel goose bumps generati

she said brightly, “do you know the daddy stranger?” The woman’s hands paused mid-movement. Just a pause. Small. Almost invisible. But Crystal saw it. “Why do you ask?” Ruth said carefully. “He keeps smiling at me,” Crystal replied. “Like he knows me.” Ruth forced a laugh. “Some people are friendly.” Crystal frowned, folding her arms. “It’s not that kind of smile.” “Oh?” “He smiles with his eyes,” Crystal said simply. Ruth’s chest tightened. Children, she thought, were terrifying.

Melanie mirrored my actions, pulling out her phone. Awkwardly, we came to stand even closer to each other. As our tights were pressed, I could feel her warmth reaching my skin through our clothes. My heart was pounding in my chest faster than the beat of the song we were listening to. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was my first with the same sex. Biting my lower lip, I checked her perfect face. She was wanted by many, but I was going to get a kiss from her tonight.

He asked pleadingly. I tried to talk, but my tongue refused to cooperate, so I just nodded my head. "Thank you, Yesha; I promise to love you for the rest of my life," he added. "And I love you so much, Xavier Fajardo," I eventually whispered, closing my eyes as I watched his face advancing, and when I felt his lips, I felt like I'd just won the lottery because the man I loved, loves me back. From this day forward, a better future awaits Xavier and me, the stranger who stole my virginity.

he hissed as he suddenly attacked me with his lips came down on mine. I clenched my fist. My first kiss...! What the hell is happening...! How could he kiss a stranger? His hands felt hot when he grabbed my hands pinning them on my thighs and it was getting hotter as he invaded my mouth. I struggled but he didn't let me go. It felt as if he was a hungry beast trying to devour his prey. To free myself from him, I bit his lips till a pungent taste erupted in my mouth. He pulled back surprised and a smirk tugged on his bleeding lips.

" He ordered politely with an aura of authority. She stood, trembling on both legs as she stared at his deep brown eyes assessing her with a firm face. "Striscia! (*Strip!!)" She kicked off her sneakers and started working on the buttons on her tartan checked patterned shirt. She gives him her back as she unsnaps her bra. "Now I want to see. Turn back around. Show me!" She turned around nervously with her eyes closed as she began to remove her bra slowly, feeling her tits spring out. She removed her belt and moved down her denim jeans, freeing her pretty legs completely from it as it dropped on the floor.

He turned his attention to Melissa and covered her with the piece of clothing; her shoulder to her knee area. “Are you scared?” Melissa swallowed painfully. “No. Why would I be?” “I think I can hear your heartbeat.” “Through the loud music? I don’t think so.” “Good. Just wanna make sure you are okay with this.” Melissa stared in uncertainty as the stranger squeezed a small piece of lime into a shot glass that had a bit of content in it. Then he picked up the shot glass. “You asked for this but I’m not going to harm you.” Since the coat was doing a very good job protecting her from any third party, the stranger went ahead to push up her crop top till her perky boobs were revealed. He brought

She simply didn't want to smile at me. Bobby turned slightly and noticed me. A provocative smile curled at his lips as he deliberately lowered his head and kissed Cynthia. She blushed shyly and kissed him back, deeply, almost forgetting they were in a hospital. It wasn't until the child's young voice interrupted them that they finally pulled apart. Cynthia turned her head awkwardly—and saw me standing there, my expression cold. For a moment, her heartbeat seemed to skip. Then she quickly composed herself, her face turning indifferent.

The stranger. He’s here

"Where have you been? Who have you been dancing with?" Ivan looked at her, giving her a sad smile and a soft kiss on her forehead. "I have been here, babe, dancing with a stranger." The word 'stranger' left a bitter taste in Ivan's mouth. He knew Shawn was no stranger. He never was, and would never be. For God's sake! Who kissed a stranger and wanted more? Who looked at a stranger the way their eyes first met? Definitely, a stranger would never let your heart beat loudly in your chest, your palms sweat, and raw need and lust in your eyes.