Spin The Bottle To Kiss Novels & Stories

Not wanting to unplug anything, I sit down and hold her hand. I just sit there for a few minutes not knowing what to do and then I remembered a movie where someone was in a coma and their true love kissed them on the lips. After they did that and called their name, the love interest woke up. Thinking it corny at first, I decided not to do it, but then realizing that the nurse was due to come in any minute to kick me out, I stand up and give it a shot.

Spin the bottle is what they thought, I was next to Caleb and Amber and Monica were in front of us, The first spin was for Justin and we command him to do things, until the bottle cycle stops with Monica and they start commanding her what to do, "Kiss one of us that you mean the most!" And she slowly turn her face to Amber and kiss her on her cheeks. I don't know what I should feel but it seems like there is some annoyance building up under my skin, damn it! I just swallowed and sighed to calm myself. The bottle was spinned again and to me, I was suddenly nervous, I didn't know what they would make me do.

And as I already got the mechanics, when it’s my turn I played too. I checked every people that was there and had an idea who they are. As I was checking, I saw one man that caught my attention. And then when it’s my turn to spin the bottle, it stopped directly to that man. And as we both are picked, I’m being asked if I want to kiss that man, and I picked yes, turns out he choose yes too. And as the game continues, I got picked sometimes and just pick yes if I like too. When I got bored of that room, I exited it and when I exited, I saw my inbox with some messages. I checked the messages and a bit shocked when I saw his profile there, so I opened every chat until I ended to him.

If I'd known how that game would end, maybe I'd have stood up and gone home, but then, maybe not? How was I to know a game of spin the bottle could change my life? The first spin saw Evan Stewart, the host of party and the boy that had my heart, even though he didn't even know I was alive, as the first to go to the closet to await a partner. One spins and whoever the top of the bottle stops on goes into a closet, to await the next person that arrives. You're generally supposed to make out, but I didn't think that really happened. Not always anyway.

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:

Pathetic if you ask me. “The rules of the game are quite simple. You spin the bottle, and whoever the top lands on, you get to spend seven minutes in heaven with them. Why don’t we give the honors to our host?” Dave turns to Hasan. His friends howl playfully, messing up his perfectly styled hair. He empties his cup before scooting to the middle. He takes hold of the bottle and winks at me before spinning it. They wail together, drumming their hands in synchronization, chanting, and eyes glued expectantly to the bottle as it spins.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

It all started with a silly dare, after a win. My team and I decided to celebrate by playing spin the bottle. It landed on me and my best friend/roommate reed, we were dared to tongue kiss for five minutes. I have always been straight but the way he kissed me like I was the fucking air he breath? I can’t stop thinking about it. Now, the box of toys I had ordered to ‘find’ myself was accidentally delivered to him. How do I explain to my best friend and teammate, he might have turned me gay?

But it was good. It didnt have the spark but it felt good. It was a good kiss. But not as good as Blake's kiss! Fuck off conscience! He stepped back when someone whistled. My hands were on his shoulders. I retracted my hands quickly. I lookef at him and his face was bright pink. He is so cute. He was blushing! He turned around and sat back on his chair. I did the same. "Okay. Lets spin the bottle" someone said and the bottle spinned again.

Jensen spoke faintly, not even glancing at him. Peter smiled. "All right, let's get started." He looked around the table and said to Kisa, "Since you have never played this game before, you will be the first to start. Spin the bottle on the table, and we can ask questions or make the person do something risky." Kisa got the picture at once, and she nodded her head. Just as she was about to spin the bottle, Emma said defiantly, "There are so many of us here. Why should she get to start first?"