Kissing Boo Boos Novels & Stories

, Darika said as her eyes were down playing with her ornaments, Completely missed how his Adam's apple Bob up and down the moment her dress fell on the floor. "Okay, then kiss me", Arthit said and Darika nodded her head in agreement. Darika pecked on his cheeks and Arthit rolled his eyes at her childishness. "I told you to kiss me, which means you have to kiss me on my lips", Arthit spoke while continuing to stare at her. His words made her puff her cheeks. "This is called Chumma, not a kiss", Darika huffed slightly because according to her kissing on their lips meant Chumma which is why when he asked her to kiss.

“Did they ask you what qualifies as a kiss?” Delta turned to him and stared at his handsome face from such a close proximity. Wolfram’s eyes were pinned on her, and they stayed quiet for a few seconds before Delta looked away as if distracting herself. She placed her head on his shoulder. “Eine, did they say which kiss they saw?” The giggling twins twitched and looked at each other. Eine then shook her head at the question. “No, Mommy. They only said it was a kiss.” “That’s right.” Delta pointed to her forehead. “What happens when someone gives you a boo-boo here? Do you not cry and ask Mommy to fix it?”

She squeezed a gob on her hand and pressed it into the cut, giving him a cold smile when he hissed. Her fingers shook a bit as she unwrapped the bandages, requiring two to cover the spot. After smoothing on the second one, she dropped her hands and pressed back against the vanity in an attempt to put some space between them. “There.” “Kiss it.” Mia blinked. “Huh?” He put his arm around her waist to pull her back into his arms. “Kiss the boo-boo, baby.” She rolled her eyes. “You’re nuts.”

They should not bully me now that I had trampled their top one student's pride. Isa gave me a ridiculous glare. "You still don't know why Rogie kissed you in that same spot you're sitting at?" My face turned ashen at her question. Yeah. My mind remembered the time when Rogie entered the classroom and kissed me while our classmates watched me struggling under his tight grip. They did not bother to stop that weird guy from murdering my lips. My cheeks blushed and I looked away. "Let's not start talking about that now," I said.

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

I breathed heavily while Laksh kept on kissing me and started kissing my jaw and neck. A moan escaped my mouth while he nibbled my neck which gave a shiver down my skin. My hold over his shirt tighten as I pulled him more closer than alredy we were. Laksh started peppering kissing over my collar bone and went further down. My back arched up when he bit my cleavage and then lick it. "Ohh laksh...!!" I moaned and closed my eyes when he groped my left boob and kissed the other one from above my cloth.

My body keeps in moving as he continue to devour my two bo***. I felt a tingling sensation on me Pu*** as George continue to suck my bo*** alternately. “George, Aaah… Yes.. uhmm.” “ Bhabe, I love your boo**. It tastes so good. Uhmm.. Bhabe.. Aaahhh” “George…. aaahh”

She felt vulnerable yet safe, captured entirely by his warmth and strength. Slowly, he turned her to face him, their eyes meeting fiercely. His gaze was dark, intense, filled with passionate desire and quiet adoration. He slowly lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her softly at first, lips brushing gently together in a careful dance of restraint and longing. But the careful kisses quickly turned hungry, deeper, more desperate. His tongue traced her lips softly, asking silently for entrance, and Aurora opened willingly, breath hitching as he deepened the kiss with skilled, sensual strokes. Their mouths moved together perfectly, urgent yet unhurried, savoring each delicious moment.

“This is not a thing. You kissed him. It was good. Let it go.” I heard a soft knock and I opened the door thinking it was a flight attendant. It was him. Before I could speak, he slipped in and locked the door behind us. “I followed you this time” he said, voice rough. Needy. I forgot how to breathe. The space between us felt tiny. He looked at me, his voice quieter now. “We don’t have to do names. Or details. But I want to kiss you again.” I swallowed. “Then do it.”

I want to kiss those lips so badly, that I can feel my own tingling. “Go,” Mom says. She doesn’t need to tell me twice. Tonight is going to be wild with Roxy. My dick is already expressing pre-cum. We get to the door to put on our boots and jackets. “You ass, that was too much in front of them,” she says pissed at me. I lower my head and plant a kiss on her lips to shut her up. She takes in a breath and shudders against me as I run my tongue along the seam of her lips.