Sonamy Kissing Novels & Stories

Slowly, like Sonny was a magnet that was pulling her closer to him, she stood on her toes and brushed her lips against his, sending a warm feeling all over their bodies. She grabbed him by his neck, pulled him in, and claimed his moist, pinkish lips for a kiss. They were soft, just as she had predicted. She heard him groaning, and that increased the heat in her body. She drew back to face him after a passionate kiss, her eyes crimson with hunger and her breath short with desires.She stood on her toes once again and claimed his lips. This time, their kiss was intense and rough. When she realized what kind of thoughts were running through her mind and that they had taken hold of her, she gaspe

asked Sumico smiling exultantly. “Not enough, Sumi Darling… Give me more and more kisses…” tweeted Virando cutely and adorably. Sumico subsequently cut the distance between both of their lips. Virando held his gentle beautiful queen’s head for a little while to deepen their kissing, sucking and a bit squashing.

, She said and turned to leave. " Wait", Karl said and Sonya paused. "Can I ask you something?", He added. " Yes, why not, sure, anything, just ask, I am listening", Sonya became nervous as she turned to look at him. Her hands were sweaty already as she waited to hear what his question is. "The girl that kissed me, do you know her?", Karl asked and Sonya frowned as she felt disappointed. "Ye...ye...yes", She stuttered. " Her name is Precious, if there is a problem I can give you her contact",

We rock together, our cunts sliding against each other, wet and slick and obscene. "Fuck,fuck.” Mom's head falls back. "This is, I never…” "Don't think," I whisper, kissing her. Our lips meet, open-mouthed, tongues sliding together. I couldn’t believe this day would come, I was kissing my mother and it felt good. "Just feel, Mom. Just feel." We kiss deeply, our tongues tangling, our cunts grinding, our tits pressing together. Samson watches us, his hand stroking his cock, his eyes blazing with heat.

"So I have the rights to take control over the kiss" I blink and my body froze. "W-What?!" "You read the contract so you must aware with the footnote 'every night' darling" My lips parted in disbelief realizing what he said. The footnote 'every night' means 'before midnight' and it's already passed midnight. What the hell?! "Do you remember it now?" I felt him smirk. "Yeah..." my voice drop. "Good. But first thing first, Little. I think I need to give you a short demonstration what a real kiss is really like"

Her eyes squinted when she saw how Isa accidentally kissed her guy partner when the latter tried to lift Isa. She bit her lip to prevent herself from laughing. Isa had her brows furrowed and her eyes frequently throw daggers to the guy who held her. When the contest was over, Isa and her partner did not win which made Isa frustrated. When the guy realized how bad the girl's temper was, he immediately fled to the crowd. Sydnee's lips curved into a sweet smile when she saw Isa walking back to her direction. Then she looked around again. Anthony was still nowhere to be seen.

I wanted him. He smiled against the kiss, understanding me without speaking another word. In a smooth motion, he twisted and flipped our positions so that I was now laying on the couch with him straddling me. I loved being under him. He kissed down my throat, pausing to nibble on my collarbone before gently nipping at one breast. He didn't stop there. Leaving a trail of kisses, he kept working south until coming to my pants.

I guess she thinks I can't hear her, since she's whispering, but I can hear her fully. Then our lips make contact. I grab her cheek in support, as our lips move in sync. I cannot believe this is happening. I'm kissing Heaven Martinez and I'm not pushing her away? I'm not feeling disgusted. I am feeling some sort of likeness, and it's scaring me. After a few seconds of kissing she taps my thigh, not knowing what she wants, I lift myself on top of her as she puts her hand on my lower back, almost touching my ass.

The atmosphere inside the car instantly turned icy. She turned away again, presenting me with the back of her head and making it clear she had no intention of continuing the conversation. After a while, I took the initiative to break the silence: “What’s the name of this marriage candidate? I should at least know who my future husband is. “If he’s some eighty-year-old grandfather, I’ll need to stock up on heart medication in advance.” Her eyes remained closed. She didn’t even bother looking at me. “Julian Cooper. About your age.”

His touch was soft, as if he were afraid I might disappear if he touched me. “You look beautiful tonight,” he said. “Thank you for coming over for dinner.” I smiled as I stepped closer to him. “The food was wonderful. But I’m still pretty excited to try out your world famous Ramen noodles one of these days.” Gabe chuckled and then leaned in, surprising me with a kiss. The passion in the air ignited instantly as we embraced in front of the sunset. The island air blew through my hair, carrying with it the scent of saltwater and warm sand. It was a picture perfect moment; one that I never saw myself actually experiencing. This island kiss was the most romantic kiss of my life.