Kissxsis Novels & Stories

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

She lowered herself slowly and gasped just as her pussy made contact with his lips. He opened his mouth and began to lick her pussy. Lisa responded by lowering her body more so he could suck her more, "Ohhhh! Yeah baby! Suck that fucking pussy. I know you loved the taste. Suck your Fiancee step sister's pussy."

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.

She said, a little louder than her typical self. I paused. I’ve not been to Guts Island before, so I know nothing about the so-called Xavier Party. “Xavier party?”. I posed, hoping she would discern the confusion in my voice. “Yes, it’s a vagina party held in Xavier Le Premiere square, once every year. I’m buying tickets for you and I”. she said. “Okay”. I said, not minding that it was worth haggling over. Vagina parties are weird parties, because during such parties, the bathrooms were frequently raided by dicks that had found pussies to punch.

My phone bing’s a couple times scaring me. Daniel: Hey Kiss. I was just wondering how you are. Porsha misses you Kisses: Hey Dan. I’m doing alright, aww I miss her too. Maybe if its okay with you I’ll stop by after school? Daniel: Yeah, please do! Unknown: Hey sweet cheeks Kisses: How’d you get my number? Rain: Your friend gave it to me. Soooo Kisses: Of course she did. Soooo? Rain: Coffee, tomorrow at Starbucks. 5, I’ll meet you there ;)

She relaxed even more. She wasn’t ready to watch what they did. She only wanted to feel. Cain kissed her forehead. She knew it was him because his short facial hair tickled. It was much softer than it looked and she really wanted to rub her face against his, but his kiss had been so quick, there hadn’t been time. The recording he’d been playing changed. The wild sounds were there, but the long, sad howls of the wolves were different, more upbeat, if that was at all possible, and there was a subtle but sure tempo behind the natural sounds. It had to be a drum, but it was timed precisely to the beat of her heart.

" Kisses (kisses, kisses, kisses) Ah, Fifi Cooper sanie Motswako′s first lady Kisses I like it when we touch like that I like it when we kiss like that When we do it like that I like it when you look at me just like that When you touch me like that I like it when we kiss like that and When we do it like that I like it when you look at me just like that You used to like it when you call, we would stay up all night You said that I'm yours and I said that you′re mine You send me lil' kisses and your pretty lil' hearts you blow my mind, mmm Nobody else just me and my B-A-E and we K-I-SS-I-N-G ooh Come give it to me one more time Ah, yeah, o tlwe, now I remember back in high school Nna le wena fe

" Ohh " Maximo lifted up his head a little just to stare into her passion filled eyes. A smile etching his face. He grinned mischievously at her tears then placed a kiss just on her forehead. " You want more? " He asked and she couldn't respond. Her man seem to be taking delight In sending sweet torture into her. Iris couldn't resist and she couldn't accept as well " I will take that silence for yes " Maximo Santino reply anyway and Bent down once again, kissing her clit and suck on it.

Then he looked away. “Not bad, for a fresh face,” someone said next to me. I turned and saw a vampire with slick hair and a smug smile. “You don’t look like the others. What’s your name?” I stayed calm. “Medor Thornwell,” I said in the fake accent I’d practiced. “And you?” “Marcus Voss,” he replied. “Third son of the Voss line. Never heard of your family.” “You wouldn’t have,” I said with a shrug. “We keep to ourselves. Quiet part of the west.”