My First Kisses Novels & Stories

They were so expressive, yet I couldn't quite decipher the exact emotions they held. Moved by a mixture of curiosity and the desire to understand, I lifted my hand and gently brushed my fingertips against my still-tingling lips. At that tender gesture, his eyes softened even further, revealing a depth of tenderness and vulnerability. Unbeknownst to him, this particular kiss held a profound significance for me. It wasn't just any ordinary kiss; it was my very first genuine kiss, a milestone moment that would forever mark the beginning of my romantic journey.

“I’m not fucking letting you go, not back to Kansas City, not anywhere without my ring on your finger and me at your side.” Tears prickled the back of my eyes. “That was my first kiss and my second. I was so wrong about you. My parents were wrong—about so much. But if I get my hopes up, I’m afraid you won’t only be my first kiss. You’ll be my first heartbreak.” “That’s not going to happen. But there will be many more firsts.” His intense stare gleamed as his devilish smile made my core twist. “How many dates have you been on?”

She didn't expect him to kiss her. Casey licked her lips and nods slowly. "Yes, Cora. He's my first kiss. He's not only my first kiss, but he's also my first dance. You know last night was my very first time when it comes to that thing, and I hope you get it," Casey answered. Cora put her hands on her mouth. She couldn't believe it it's her very first time to have it. "Oh, really? Was it your very first time, huh? He's your first dance and also your very first kiss, huh? Aren't you making lies with me, Casey? Tell me the truth, please," she said. Casey closed her eyes and sighed again.

Relief flooded through me, chasing away the lingering fear. I gripped his shoulders, trying to steady myself. My breaths were shaky, my body trembling as the realization hit me—I was safe. James was here. Before I could speak, his hands moved to cup my face, and his lips crushed against mine. My First kiss. The kiss was hungry, desperate, and demanding. My mind went blank. I hadn’t expected this—couldn’t have anticipated it. This was my first kiss, and it was overwhelming in every way. The world around us—the music, the chatter, the commotion—faded into a dull hum.

Is he in love with her? She hasn’t kissed anyone before. Is she ready to lose her first kiss? Of course.it with Kelly ....it not that bad. Her eyes bulged out when she saw Kelly really close to her and his lips almost close to hers. His eyes closed and she started fidgeting wondering what she is supposed to do. “He is about kissing me!...but I didn’t say anything!”She yelled within herself. She slowly started closing her eyes and when she was expecting the feel of his lips on hers, the cough of someone could be heard and Kelly quickly jerked away from her feeling slightly embarrassed.

I asked. "The first one was very shy, the day we had our first kiss dude was shaking and sweaty. Not to talk of the very sloppy and wet kiss, he was literally rubbing all his nerdy saliva on me. I was so mad I broke up with him right there" she said, making a disgusted face. I looked at her laughing.

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

At first he stood there surprised. “please kiss me back” I whispered and just like that he wrapped his hands around me. The kiss was just a cover to hide my heavy breathing but I suddenly couldn’t breath from how hot it was. It was urgent and I felt this desire surge in me, I was actually enjoying kissing this stranger. It felt so familiar, like it was something I was used to or should be used to. This is my first kiss, I have been on the run since I was 16 years old so I never had a boyfriend.

What did I really see? "I kissed her first"

My heart soured in the air anticipating what was to happen next, my throat went dry as saliva from my mouth tried its best to cool the parching, I breathed out, he breathed in. Our breaths mixed and finally, his lips smashed into mine and I rose on my tippy toes, goosebumps peppering my skin, my black skimpy bikini feeling hot against my skin. My first kiss was happening. With Kade, the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with. The man that made butterflies flutter like crazy in my tummy, the man that— “We’ll be late if we keep this up princess. Get dressed”, his voice fanned my trembling lips and I nodded stunned by the kiss and kinda disappointed it hadn’t lasted longer.