Kissing Contests Novels & Stories

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

Summer clapped while I nodded, he was really dependable. “Games include physical competitions like three legs racing and treasure hunts. Mental competitions like charades identify your partner and find your partner's lips.” We laughed at the names. Jess raised her hand like we were in a class room. “Yes Jess,” Eddie smiled, his eyes shining with amusement. “What does finding your partner's lips entail?” “It's kind of a variation of the identity of your partner. One of you would be blindfolded and the other would stand in front of him or her, the blindfolded party has to give you a kiss on the lips.”

She pushed the lamb around with her fork, barely tasting the one bite she forced down. Dante ate with precise, unhurried movements. The rhythm of his knife slicing through meat, the deliberate clink of his fork against porcelain, was maddeningly calm. It was as though nothing in the world could disturb him. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “Do you know why I demanded that kiss from you?” Her fork froze midway to her mouth. She set it down carefully, her throat tightening. “Because you enjoy controlling people?” A chuckle rumbled low in his chest. “Control is useful, yes. But a kiss…” He leaned back, his eyes glinting. “A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will

My heart was thumping so loudly that one would think that I had been dared to take off my clothes even though for me, it was almost the same thing. Kiss Todd for three whole minutes? I dared to cast a glance at him and my heart beat picked up when I found that he was watching me. “I’m sorry. This is my fault. I made us play this stupid game.” I whispered to him. A small smile tugged at his lips making me ache in my heart. “It’s not your fault, Candy.” He whispered back. “Oh please! It’s a fucking dare! Just kiss already…or better still, Todd O’Connor go naked for us .” Majorie said with her eyebrows wriggling teasingly.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

"We need to make it harder for the slave. Who can hold out the longest. In fact, let's make it a double contest. Whichever slave holds out the longest is one contest and then once the winner of that contest is determined, whichever slave cums the most frequently in ten minutes once the orgasms start will be the next contest. That's assuming you can hold out for ten minutes yourself. If not, we can do some lesser amount of time." "I've climaxed twice this morning. I should be good for ten more minutes after the first contest is decided," I replied. "What are you suggesting as the prizes for each of the contests?" I wondered if he wanted to claim fucking rights, which I would be opposed to, or

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”

“The silver streak in your hair. My friends immediately recognized you. Many of them had gotten kisses from strangers, but no one had managed to get a kiss from someone famous.” Sin glanced at Lion. “Just think of the confusion we could have caused if we’d gone out. Ties, wins— they would have been up all night trying to figure out who topped who.” Lion grinned. “What criteria do you suppose they would have used to declare the winner then? Perhaps who kissed the oldest Damaron?” “Or maybe who kissed the best-looking?” Lion flashed a dazzling smile. “That would be me, of course.” “Not on your longest day.”

She had on a mask that only covered the sides of her eyes. She was a fan, and Adam decided to entertain her to distract himself. They talked about his pictures and his extreme sports competition, and she told him how much she admired him. “Ladies and gents, here comes the part I know some of you have been waiting for.” A male Adam couldn't see spoke over the microphone. “Do you want the legend of the kiss of eternal love to work its magic in your life? Then this is your time. I'm sure you're already close to the stranger who's held you spellbound. The countdown begins in thirty seconds to midnight. ”

If both of you agree, the contest will officially begin, she said, shifting her gaze between the two men. Darius hated such contests as fear crept inside him, but he pushed it down and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. What exactly is this contest about? Amara’s eyes flicked to Darius briefly before settling on Damon, who seemed distant, his gaze fixed on the untouched cup of tea before him. Darius, she addressed him directly. The contest will require both of you to remain in the pack for three months. You’re allowed to leave for important matters, but you must be available for your designated weekends.