Kissing Academy Novels & Stories

The contrast, his familiar touch mixed with watching him kiss the girl who had bullied me, made everything feel electric. Soon clothes started coming off. Jessica’s blouse hit the floor. My top followed. Professor Kane sat in his chair and pulled both of us onto him. I straddled one thigh while Jessica took the other. His hands roamed over us, squeezing breasts, pinching nipples, making us both gasp. “You two look so good together,” he murmured. “Kiss each other.” I hesitated, but Jessica leaned in first. Her lips were soft. We kissed awkwardly at first, then deeper as Professor Kane’s fingers found our pussies. He rubbed us both at the same time, making us moan into each other’s mouths.

"Mr. George! One minute please!" Abruptly, a gathering of understudies with recording pens come to the entryway. Kevin, with his eyebrows lifted and his hands in his pockets, stands tall and straight with long legs and peers down at the main young lady. "Mr. George, we are from the Y University newsgroup. We might want to talk with you. Could you give us thirty minutes?" The main young lady looks sweet, with a certain light on her face. She is the most well-known young lady of the newsgroup.

"I've missed you so much! How's the academy life? How's learning magic?" "I missed you too, gorgeous." I replied smilingly up at her as she stepped aside to allow me access to her home." Heather's face tinged pink as she blushed bashfully before standing on her tiptoes and kissing my lips gently. "I missed you too. I'm just so excited to hear about your newest endeavor." Heather grabbed my hand, leading me up the winding staircase; the path to her room was so familiar that I could walk it with my eyes closed.

It wasn’t long and I felt that ever warm lips on mine, my whole body shuddered at that, I doubt if there would ever be a guy who could kiss like Adrian Sanders. I threw my hands round his neck, still holding to my flowers, his peppermint taste filled my mouth and I moaned softly, giving him the access to thrust his tongue into my mouth. I caressed his tongue with mine and I didn’t want to let him go, didn’t want him to stop kissing me, but we were in school after all, and we shouldn’t let any of the teachers see us sucking each other’s face. I pushed him lightly and he broke the kiss softly.

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

I closed my eyes too then returned the kiss. His tongue caressed my lips, forcing me to open them. Alex's hot, hunting breath brushed against my face. He kissed my lower lip gently while one of his hands cupped my face, while his other hand grabbed my waist. I couldn't hold back my laughter as his tongue tickled mine so much that I had to push his chest away. Alex opened his eyes while pulling one corner of his mouth upwards. My laughter continued when I saw my lipstick marks on her lips. 'Oh no ... your lips."

Nine Kaden Sario is as still as stone beneath me, our mouths close to touching. Can he feel my heart? The way it's beating against his, threatening to tear through my chest at any given moment? We're not taught how to kiss. There were no kisses shared between Fortunates and Unfortunates in the slides I studied in class. In fact, a kiss between the two classes is considered unlawful if construed as romantic. "If kissing isn't hard, why do I feel so out of my depth?" I ask, losing breath the longer his brittle obsidian irises bore into mine.

The hallway was quiet — most students and faculty had gone home. “Come in.” Professor Kane stood behind his desk in a crisp white shirt, tie loosened. The moment the door locked behind her, he crossed the room and pulled her into a deep, possessive kiss, hands sliding under her red dress to find her bare. “No panties again,” he murmured approvingly. “Such a good girl for Daddy.” He lifted her onto his desk, pushing papers aside, and dropped to his knees between her spread thighs. This time he didn’t tease.

KAEL. The bell rang for classes the next morning, but no one went. The academy wasn’t a school anymore—it was a battlefield. Wolves split into groups in the courtyards, whispers tearing through the air, arguments breaking into snarls and fists. Professors tried to scatter them, but even they looked afraid. And at the center of every whisper was her name. Lena. Some said she’d cursed me. Some said she carried my pup. Some said the goddess herself had chosen her.

His tongue slid into my mouth like silk, gently exploring, sucking softly on my tongue while his lips moved against mine with perfect pressure. The kiss was wet but controlled, full of promise and dominance. He tasted like sex and sin, and I melted into it completely, moaning quietly into his mouth as our tongues danced lazily. When he finally pulled back, I was breathless again. “Welcome to Elysium Academy, Reed. This was only the beginning of your initiation.” Kai stroked my cheek and continued. “Enjoy your first night with your roommates.” He kissed my forehead and got off the bed, giving me one last wink before leaving the room.