Why Does Kissing Feel Good Novels & Stories

It was crazy, she thought, how a simple thing like putting your mouth on somebody else's could cause so many reactions in unrelated parts of your body. She was hot everywhere now, despite her near nakedness. Her chest felt as if it were popping like champagne bubbles. Every inch of her skin tingled, and trembling sweetness channelled itself from her lower belly down between her legs. How did kissing do that? Who cared. her thoughts swirled away into a vortex of pure need. More champagne and she was deliberately careless this time, barely taking any into her mouth, letting it all coat her breasts.

He always made my heart race. I remember how he pulled me close, his arms wrapping around me in a loving embrace. The soft touch of his lips on mine, gentle and affectionate, sent shivers down my spine and made my heart skip a beat. Each kiss felt like a promise of his love and devotion, a silent reassurance that we were in this together. His kisses are unlike any other—full of tenderness, passion, and a deep connection that I can't quite put into words. Time seems to slow down whenever we kiss, as if the world around us fades away, leaving just the two of us basking in the beauty of the moment.

We never broke our kiss and we were out of this world. He was above me and I was down. This is the first time I have initiated a kiss and I don't want to break that. His embrace was tight and I could sense his body heat radiating through me. I felt safe and secure, and despite the intensity of the moment I wanted it to last forever. His lips were soft, gentle, and tasted sweet like honey. I could feel my heart racing and I was filled with a sense of joy and excitement.

Couldn’t stop the wild thrashing of my heart in my chest. Without thinking, I grabbed his collar and pulled him closer to me, pressing my lips against his. Shocks coursed through my veins, electrifying my blood. Why did kissing him feel this good? He pulled back, a soft pink dusting his cheeks. “We’re in public. Anyone could see us.”

I didn’t even feel the reluctance and fear knowing what she went through in the past. The moment our lips touched, my body was flooded with a surge of energy, making me feel alive. It was a passionate kiss, filled with an intensity that seemed to consume us both. I felt her breath on my lips as they molded together in a perfect, synchronized kiss. Her breath was like a warm, sweet breeze that filled my senses and left me feeling dizzy.

Why does it feel so good when it's supposed to be bad? She touched her chest to keep herself still but it wasn't working. She felt like a machine that was programmed to hyper speed. She wanted to be mad. She wanted to cuss at her boss but she couldn't. In as much as she doesn't want to admit it, the feeling she got from the kiss felt good and for some reason, her legs are shaking and there's this tingling sensation that is rippling through her abdomen. This is a sin! A very big sin.

BELLA As our lips met, the world around us melted away. Kai's mouth was warm and gentle, his lips soft as they brushed against mine. I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body, and my heart skipped a beat as I deepened the kiss. Kai's arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer as his tongue slid into my mouth. I felt a rush of excitement as our tongues danced together, the sensation sending shivers down my spine. The kiss was like a dam breaking, releasing all the pent-up emotions and desires I'd been trying to keep hidden. I felt alive, my senses heightened as I lost myself in the sensation of Kai's lips on mine.

My gaze lingered on her lips. I leaned in, and my breath caught in my throat when I saw the way her eyes widened. She slowly looked down, as if not quite sure what to do with herself. My heart thumped harder against my chest at how nervous she seemed. Then, with one swift movement, her head shot up and met mine again. I kissed her softly. It was sweet and gentle. Her lips tasted like apple juice and sugar, with just enough sweetness that made me want to kiss her all over again. It was unlike anything else I had ever experienced. I hadn't known until now that kissing someone could feel this good.

“Besides, I wanted to see you again.” He gave me a wicked smile that made my pulse quicken. Then he lifted a hand, cupped my cheek, and kissed me. I melted and grabbed the front of his shirt in both hands. I clung to him as his tongue dipped into my mouth and began exploring me. I whimpered into his mouth, and he smiled into the kiss, making my knees feel weak. My head was spinning. Why did this feel so damn good? We broke apart when someone cleared their throat behind Mason.

Before I could take my lip off his, and even give an explanation for what I did, he jammed his lips on mine and kissed me slowly with his eyes closed. I tried to resist at first, but the feeling of having his lips linger around mine, caused me to open up a bit as he used that opportunity to suck on every part of my lips, making me close my eyes too. I could not understand why this felt right and wrong at the same time. why does kissing him have to feel this good too? I questioned as I couldn't savor the taste of those delicious meals like it was my meal to have. We kept fighting for dominance, as our paced increase, and I could feel his hands doing wonders around my body, while I had mine sl