Saiouma Kiss Novels & Stories

Sia's heart was beating fast. "Are you okay, Sia?" Asked Damon. Sia nodded. "Much better than earlier." Said Sia. Damon smiled. "Sia, you are so close to me right now... Can I kiss you? I can't hold myself anymore!" Asked Damon in a seductive tone. Sia nodded subconsciously. Damon smiled closely and slowly leaned his face forward. Sia closed her eyes, and she was waiting for Damon to touch her lips with his, but then suddenly she heard...

He said so dominantly. Without realising,my lips were sealed with his.My eyes opened widely at whats going on.My first kiss has been stole by Keron the famous musician l didnt see this coming.Whatvisvthis man doing? Butv hey amb really surprised at how incredible his mouth taste.Yes l kissed him back after he wasnt willing to leave my lips The kiss was too gentle and l didnt want it stop.But my heart told me am not doing the right thing.l struggled to be let free from him but was all in vein.His kisses grew more fierce.His hands started messaging and a small moan escaped my mouth .

My heart I could never give her, but a kiss I could grant her. “I’m sorry for making such a strange request….” “I’ll kiss you,” I interject. She looks at me, confused. “I can’t pretend you’re Maija, but I can kiss you, like you. Sundae, the beautiful girl I met at the club.” Before she says anything else, I pull her into me, staring into her eyes before crushing my lips on hers. *******

“Saige," Saige stepped on her toes so their breaths could mix. “Please. Just one kiss. Kiss me and I'll be rid of my insecurities. Kiss me and seal your promise. Just a kiss, please. I’m close to losing my mind because of you and your negligence. Just help me out today. Save me," He was the only one that could save her. He knew it. But kissing her would be nothing like kissing Sophia. He wouldn't get the satisfaction from kissing her.

“The kiss.” “Yes.” His gaze locked onto hers, unreadable. “Your goodnight kiss.” Her breath caught, fury and fear warring inside her. “You’re insane.” “Perhaps.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel his breath against her skin. “But you agreed.” Her heart pounded violently, yet she refused to let him see her crumble. Slowly, with trembling defiance, she rose on her toes and pressed the lightest, quickest kiss to his cheek. Barely a brush.

“Kiss the person to your left for fifteen seconds. Tongue optional but encouraged.” The person to Lisa’s left was a girl named Sofia—brunette, shy smile, already tipsy. Sofia’s eyes went wide. Lisa didn’t hesitate. She turned, cupped Sofia’s jaw with one hand, and pulled her in. The kiss was slow, deliberate, performative—lips parting, tongues visible for half a second before Lisa tilted her head and deepened it. Sofia made a small surprised sound, then melted into it. Fifteen seconds felt like forever.

Our breaths mingle, become a single panting hum in the room. I sit up straighter, pulling her against me, and our chests press together, skin against skin, sweat already linking us. I seek her mouth, take it in a salty, desperate kiss. She buries her hands in my hair, pulls, and the slight pain adds a sharp note to the sensory symphony. Éloïse

Raija says with a laugh. “I’m about to kiss my Soulmate,” I say. We tilt our heads in opposite directions and lean closer. When our lips touch, I cum. Straight into the water. I moan against he lips and she gasps as my hand squeeze her ass. I slip my tongue into her mouth and work my fingers to her entrance. She pulls away to breath deep as my fingers slip into her. I start kissing her neck and chest. She rubs her core against me and moans. Her moans hit my dick directly.

I said and turned to go to my room. Since the night that I gave her a kiss by her door, we have been having our meals together and when no one is looking I steal a few kisses from her. Oh so I thought until I saw Maria catch us one day. She has been over the moon but, the sweetest part is Mika sometimes pulls me back for a longer kiss. That girl has me feeling and doing some strange things I never saw or thought I would do.

Ever. My heart melted when he finally kissed me back, painfully slow, as if he was trying to fight his own instincts and conceal his anger. An arm made its way to my neck, and I followed his movement, holding the back of his neck and savoring his lips. This felt so right. He was being so gentle and slow, as if he was trying to pour all of his hidden feelings into the kiss. I wanted it to last forever, but due to a lack of oxygen, I finally had to pull away.