Triple Kiss Novels & Stories

Klein loved the fast life, but he deeply yearned for true love, companionship and commitment. As part of the triplets evil tradition, every once a year, they hosted a private sex game. Where a number of ten girls gathered in their confidential hotel and performed in a series of pleasurable, dangerous sex seditions in their favour and liking. On the tenth day, the triplets will chose a winner and gift her 1 million dollars. The game is made strictly to entertain the triplets. The hotel had been restructured to fit into this year's game. The triplets were already at the hotel, waiting for the girls to arrive.

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

Their bodies pressed close, her breasts brushing his back, hands reaching to touch each other amid the chaos—fingers intertwining, a whispered 'I love you' from her to him that hit me like a punch, deepening the intimacy, making this threesome feel profoundly connected. I leaned in, capturing her lips in a messy kiss, tasting her moans as I pounded her, then broke away to nip at Mr. Collins' shoulder while buried in his ass, the mix of tenderness and brutality pushing us all higher. My balls tightened, the pressure building, but I held back, wanting to draw this out, to keep dominating their shared surrender. Their cries grew louder, bodies slick and quivering.

"Three kisses." Roman smiled. "Just three? You sure that's enough?" He then inched slowly toward his sister and planted a teaser of a kiss on her pouting lips. "One." And then a second, fuller kiss. "Two." And a third, longer kiss, savoring the sweet moment. "Three," Roman said after the elongated kiss.

Desire cursed through my body and I found it hard to think. “We have waited for you forever, Ellie,” Bronx whispered on my lips when he pulled back for us both to catch our breath. He leaned back down to my mouth, kissing me softly at first. With a soft groan of impatient want, I put my hands up to the back of his head, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss; my tongue shyly at first reaching out to stroke his. Before I knew it, Benji spun me around away from Bronx’s embrace and lifted me up so my legs were wrapped around his torso; we were face to face with our noses touching just taking in the feeling of being in each other’s arms. Wasting no time, he reached up and softly stroked my cheek

“Maybe it would help if you kissed her.” Hesitantly she bent over Sanda, took her hand and held it to her breast. Then she kissed her, softly at first, then deeper, urgently while I massaged her clit. I felt her relax while Darina kissed her, fondling her small breasts. My cock twitched to life, watching them. I’ve had threesomes before I found Darina and a whole lot of women, but this was different. This stirred something in me, and I found it strange, fascinating.

I took in a breath and watched Sophie's eyes flutter open. Her pupils were dilated. She licked along her bottom lip before casting me a bright smile. Kiss 💋 three hundred and fifty-two "With my Chelsea against the auditorium wall." I held my breath, waiting for the next line. The glint in Sophie's eyes told me that the words that I hoped for next would spill from her lips. Leaning in closer, balancing on her tiptoes, she whispered, "And my heart almost burst" She only ever recorded the extra special kisses. Only the ones that made her feel her heart was full. Everytime we kissed, I waited for those words. When they came, she almost blew me away with her smile.

I looked into his blue windows of the soul, and knew that he was being completely genuine. I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. As my tongue darted into his mouth, I could taste the coconut liquor on his lips, and I drank him in. He returned the kiss eagerly, wrapping his hands around my back and bringing me in closer. I pulled him into me, his skin smooth on my fingers. We broke from the kiss and I marveled at his huge pecs and abs, eying him hungrily. I knew he was looking at me the same way, and it turned me on.

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”