Victorious Kissing Novels & Stories

“Aye, upon me life! First, I grabbed her cutting hand and pulled with all my might, then I wrapped both my arms around her waist, pulled up, and she landed behind me shoulder first.” They all grinned at one another. “But my celebration was cut short. The next thing I knew, she had teleported directly in front of me. And then, pressing a small perma-ice box against her lips, she blew metsubushi on my face.” “Oh no!” Aki exclaimed. The metsubushi were eye-closers, a devious weapon that temporarily blinded opponents.

Finally, she got to my front and pointed at me. Oh my gosh! I feel so happy, my joy knew no bound as I crushed my lips and hers and kissed her passionately. Claps filled the whole place as some people could not help but scream out loudly. Everyone was so happy. I removed the piece of cloth on her face and she stared at me sweetly. My mouth opened widely as smile appeared on my juicy lips. I held her cheeks and kissed her again, this time for a very long time. The noise increased as the MC announced us as the winner for that year.

“But tonight, you’re mine for a little longer.” He kissed her then, properly. Deep, dominant, his tongue claiming her mouth and Sophia melted into it, hands in his hair. It was nothing like Mark’s gentle kisses. This was hungry. They made out like teenagers, hands roaming but stopping short of more. Victor’s fingers teased her again under her shorts until she was panting. “Imagine if he woke up right now,” Victor whispered between kisses. “Seeing you on my lap, my hand in your panties.” The risk made her cum again, quieter this time, shuddering against him.

"But I found my life, Victor. I found my home." Victor stopped dancing. Right there, in the center of three hundred people, surrounded by the triumphant music and the blinding, golden light of our reclaimed sanctuary, he lowered his head. He kissed me with a devastating, all-consuming worship. It was a kiss that possessed no fear, no hesitation, and no shadows. It was the absolute, undeniable proof of our victory. I wrapped my arms around his neck, anchoring myself to his solid heat, kissing him back with every ounce of love, defiance, and devotion burning in my chest.

He started kissing me passionately, tongue-kissing me deeply while his free hand rubbed all over my bare chest and stomach, romancing me like we were actually lovers. I was so confused and overwhelmed that I found myself kissing him back begrudgingly, my tongue moving against his. Victor reached down and stroked my erect cock a few times, making me whine into the kiss. Then, without any warning, he spread his two fingers inside my ass wide apart, stretching the opening until the hole was literally breathing and exposed. "Ah, see how ready you are for me?" Victor whispered against my lips, his breath hitching. "I own you."

She leaned in closer, her breath whispering against his ear. "Victor," she whispered, her voice husky. Victor's control was hanging by a thread. He knew he was about to snap. Victor's patience snapped. He grasped Ivy's waist, pulling her closer. His lips crashed onto hers, claiming them in a fierce, wet kiss. Their saliva mingled as Victor's tongue plunged into Ivy's mouth, exploring every inch. The sweetness of the ice cream still lingered on her lips, and Victor devoured it, his hunger insatiable.

But f-k the man could kiss. She wrapped herself around him, her fingers threading into his hair, and her ankles crossing behind his back. He pushed her up against Vice’s chest and groaned into her mouth. Oh, yes, champagne and honey, she thought wildly, as his hand slid up her thigh and her hands tangled in his hair, pulling it back from his face so that she could kiss him to her satisfaction. When she threw her head back to draw breath, Vice’s lips met hers, and she kissed him, sweeping her tongue against his to taste him. F-k the man tasted divine. Victor kissed his way down her neck to the cleavage bared by her dress.

With him. She is wearing a night gown and it transparent one can see her purple pant and her long nipple She start rubbing victor back Victor : am already sleeping Jasmine : yeah sorry for waking you up Victor turn to face her and immediately she lock her lies on his Victor really loves her lips on his He held her and turn her. Now victor is on her He kiss her and start kissing her body He lift. The night gown up and start kissing her belly. Working his hand slowly going to her upper region

VICTORIA He smiles and closes the gap between his lips and mine, starting with a gentle kiss and slowly increasing the dominance, I moan into his kiss, melting into his arms before I slide my hand up along his chest wrapping it around his neck and then pulling him more into me as I then make my returning kiss just as dominant.

She mumbled before walking away. Victor led me to the fitting room. He closed the door and locked it before turning his gaze to the dresses. "Those can wait, I can't." Victor declared before his lips descended on mine. He kissed me softly, savouring my taste. His tongue invaded my mouth, claiming and devouring me. I moaned and melted against his hard body. Victor's hands moved all over my body, squeezing my breast and ass. The kiss deepened and intensified, his cock poking my stomach. He picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and carried me to the table at the end of the room.