The First Time Kisses Novels & Stories

Then, he kissed me. It was nothing like I had imagined our first kiss would be. It wasn’t tender, it was claiming. His lips crushed mine with a force that left no room for breath, no chance for withdrawal. There was no warmth in it, only fire and fury as though it was my first punishment. As the world blurred against us, my fingers clung to the fabric of my dress, it was the only thing keeping me from crumbling, because what was this madness? Finally, he pulled back slowly, deliberately, and just enough for his breath to brush against my ear.

Emma's POV I didn’t let him finish. Something inside me snapped, and before I could stop myself, I leaned up and kissed him. It was the first time I’d ever kissed someone willingly, and the moment our lips met, it felt like everything around us disappeared. The world shrank until it was just the two of us, tangled together in a moment that felt both inevitable and surprising.

I stammered, completely unsure of what I was supposed to do. "Then..." A faint smile appeared on his lips. "I'll make it easy for you." Before I could even process what he meant—or find the courage to run away—his lips gently captured mine. My eyes flew open. His lips were surprisingly soft as they brushed against my own. This...This was my first kiss. The only kisses I had ever known before were the gentle ones my mother used to place on my forehead and cheeks when I was a little girl. The warmth of his lips sent heat rushing through my entire body.

He tasted like coffee and mint, and when he tilted his head to deepen the kiss, a soft sound escaped me that I would be embarrassed about later but couldn't bring myself to care about now. The first time Adrian had kissed me was at the his grandmother's birthday party. It had been unexpected, since it was the first intimate kiss he and I had ever shared. The others had been perfunctory. A peck at a public event, performed for cameras, with all the passion of a man signing a business contract. I'd replayed that kiss in my mind a thousand times, trying to convince myself it had meant nothing and that we'd been carried away and caught up in a moment that had none. This was nothing like that.

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.

Their lips meet in a slow, tender kiss. Time seems to stand still as they savor the sweetness of the moment. Their kiss deepens, conveying a depth of emotion that words fail to capture. It's a kiss filled with tenderness, longing, and the promise of love. As they break apart, they gaze into each other's eyes, their faces flushed with the warmth of their connection. They embrace, holding each other tightly, feeling the strength of their bond. Vihaan whispered in her ears I'll always want to kiss you ; this was my first kiss. She doesn't know why, but she finds the tone of his voice a little unsettling.

Maybe it is because I denied him yesterday or maybe it’s because I am still a virgin, but I wasn’t going to make that public knowledge. I reach out to him using the mind link, so our conversation would be our own, “I am not big on public displays, I guess. That’s the first time I have so much as kissed someone aside from my parents. To have my first kiss be like that and in front of the entire pack was what did it.” He smiles that devilishly handsome smile of his as he sends back, “That was not our first kiss.” I blushed again, “It was the first kiss that I personally was involved in. Harmony took the reigns the first time remember?”

“Until now.” He kissed her then—soft, reverent, as if sealing a vow made without bloodshed. A promise forged not in power, but in peace. And for the first time in years, the kiss wasn’t just a fleeting distraction or a duty-bound affection. It was a beginning. The true beginning of their story.

I murmur to him. “You don't know what you're asking for, am supposed to go soft with you since it’s your first time"He says in a low soft but caring voice. Fuck! “Exactly since it’s my first time I don’t want a half experience, unleash the beast”I say and I watch as his lips turn firm and his jaw tics. He stares at me with a question but confusing expression on his face but then he lowers his lips to claim mine. In the most softest kiss before saying..

As I stepped out of my room, I was thrilled to see Cara heading out. We were so engrossed in our own thoughts that we accidentally collided. Our eyes locked, and in that moment, time seemed to stand still. Without a word, Cara drew nearer, and before I knew it, we were wrapped in a warm embrace, sharing a heartfelt kiss. This was only my second kiss, but Cara is the first girl I've ever kissed. The moment's magic left me wondering why it felt so irresistible yet undeniably fantastic!