The First Time Kisses Novels & Stories

Not the pecks Alex would steal when we were hiding form others in the shadows, It feels like my whole body is on fire, and I can't help but respond to his touch. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as our kiss becomes more intense. It's like a whirlwind of emotions, desire, and attraction, all mixed together in this one moment. Is this what the first time should have been?

This would be my first kiss in a very long time, and the significance of the moment weighed heavily on my mind. Zack’s grandfather beamed with pride, and Aaron gave a subtle nod of approval. The paparazzi captured every moment, their cameras clicking away. I felt a wave of nervousness wash over me. Zack leaned in, his lips brushing mine softly. The kiss started gently, but as our lips lingered, I found myself wanting more. My heart raced, and for a moment, everything else faded away. Just as I began to respond, Zack withdrew, smirking slightly. The sudden end to the kiss left me feeling both flustered and strangely attracted to him.

Like desire consuming us. Like fire. We kissed for… ten minutes, I think. I needed to feel him. To feel anything. But no. Nothing. He rested his forehead against mine and whispered, “That was great.” “I’ve never kissed like that before,” he added, lifting my chin gently. “I think it was my first real kiss.” I smiled faintly. “Me too.” I meant it. It was my first kiss with a man who wasn’t Luca. And that was the problem.

Her breath catches, her mouth parts slightly, her body softening into the space I'm closing. When I kiss her for the very first time, it's not gentle. My mouth claims hers with intention, pressure measured and certain, not hurried, not exploratory. This is not curiosity, it's decision. I keep it brief at first, just long enough to feel the truth of it... the heat, the response, the unmistakable fact that she's already there with me, fully in the kiss with me.

Take a hint. “Just as I thought. Not until you’re ready to admit you want me. I’ll wait for you to come begging for it.” He said and let go off me. I did something I thought I would never do in my life then. I placed my hands around his neck and kissed him. My soft lips captured his and I savored his cold soft ones slowly. In both times that I’ve been kissed, they both took charge but this was my first time kissing someone. Taking the initiative. He wasn’t kissing back. What was wrong me?

He is careful, slow, testing to see if this is something he is allowed to do. It can't be any more different than the first time when he pushed me against the wall and kissed me. When I gave in for only a second then pushed away. This time is better, less angry, more openly wanted. It's slow. It's full of caution. I'm taking him back to the beginning as if this is our first kiss, and the other one didn't exist. This is my first kiss in my mind.

Engulfing her soft body into his hard chest. Making their bodies touch in an insane manner. He knotted his hands in her hair and started to suck on her soft brims. Giving the equal treatment to her both lips, he started to taste he mouth which was making him go insane. It was his FIRST KISS . So, was hers. He want to keep on relishing their soft ness but sensing her need air, he parted away not before placing a last smooth kiss . His lips were smiling but hers was opened by shock. He opened his eyes and looked at her face which was beetroot in colour. Her lips swelled due to his treaties, made him smile. She was breathing heavily.

He was in thought, but then after a few seconds he cleared his throat and asked me, “Have you ever been with anyone before?” I looked into his eyes and could see he was anxious to hear my answer. Feeling slightly shy, my cheeks reddened, and I shook my head saying, “No.” A huge smile grew on his face, and he lowered his lips in a gentle kiss. Breaking a kiss, he took a deep breath and exhaled, slowly putting me back down onto my feet. I was feeling so confused, but he caressed my cheek and kissed the tip of my nose, saying, “Your first time has to be special, not like this love. You deserve more and nothing less than that.”

I was looking at her and saw her licking her lips and with a little cute teasing smile on her face. "Oh, you backed off pretty quickly. You don't like kissing me or this is your first time kissing a girl" She asked teasingly. Honestly, I was really surprised is. I was really wondering what the fuck is happening right now or am I dreaming again and if this a dream then please or merciful god don't wake me up. "Yes, this is my first time kissing a girl on the lips. I'm sorry I didn't mean to kiss you there. You moved your head suddenly" I said

"Let's take it one day at a time." He nodded, a small smile forming on his lips. "One day at a time," he agreed. "And tomorrow, we'll start with our first date." Then, without warning, he pulled me into a deep kiss. His lips were soft yet firm against mine, and I felt a rush of warmth spread through me. It was a kiss filled with passion and sincerity, one that made me forget all the pain and doubt that had clouded our relationship.