Why Does Kissing Feel Good Novels & Stories

But— Wendy frowned. "Isn’t kissing normal between friends with benefits?" Without kissing, there wouldn’t be enough foreplay. How could it feel good otherwise? "If I kissed a guy I wasn’t into, I’d be disgusted. Just looking at his face might make me puke." Gina said, "Friends with benefits are for physical needs, but kissing is about affection. Kissing someone you don’t like isn’t fun at all. But if I’m hooking up with someone I don’t like, it means I was already in the mood—as long as he’s skilled in bed, it can still feel good."

BAEKALIS’ POV I think a piece of me died with that kiss. The second his lips grazed mine, it was like it was helping me itch a part of my skin that I didn't even know itched. It…rewired my brain chemistry, to put it simply. It felt good, almost like he was inhaling the bad air in my lungs and replaced it with a new one that was more refreshing. Wait…that sounded wrong. Either way, it was more than anything I had ever imagined it would be.

"Yeah, so you can call me when you come to your senses and want me to fuck you over your bed." "What?!" "You heard me." "You're absolutely out of your damn—" Within seconds, his lips, firm but soft, claim mine, and I burn. Fire travels underneath my skin, and I'm powerless. Oh-my-god, a stranger is kissing me, and there is a zing in my brain! Why?! WHY IS THIS KISS SO GOOD?! My knees are ready to give under my weight, and I open my mouth just enough for David's tongue to slip inside.

I murmured against his lips. "Less talking, more kissing," he said, deepening the kiss. Although he tasted like alcohol and cigarette and it repulsed my senses, Judah's kisses were magnetic enough to get me to stay. I always learned something new every time we kiss. He was creative, he never made it into a routine. Now before you get all crazy on me like Hallee would, don't worry, this was strictly just kissing. It was only a physical act, nothing more, nothing less. I simply regarded this as pure anthropological research.

“How can you like it but not that way? It was a kiss. Either you like it that way or you don’t.” She shrugged, brushing her hand through her hair. “It’s—it’s hard to explain. You know I love when you hug me. I feel good, almost like I’m high.” "That's not unusual," Dane said. "Hugs encourage your body to release oxytocin, which decreases the level of—” “Yeah, okay, can you stop being a doctor in this situation?” Raine said with a fond smile and an eye-roll. He grimaced, "Sorry." “But that’s not the point. When you hold me, it feels good, but I still feel like I want more, you know? Like, I want you to get under my skin, inside of me.”

I didn’t truly know how badly I wanted her until her lips were pressed against mine, and I could taste her sweet tongue slipping in and out of my mouth. “Mmm…” she kissed me hungrily, grinding rhythmically on my cock as I explored her supple body with my hands. Hannah was much younger than the women I was used to, and so lean that I could see her stomach muscles as she rubbed her pussy back and forth on my hard cock. “Why does this feel so good?” I whispered, holding her face and worshiping her lips. They were so soft and plump, so perfectly kissable. “Because we love each other.” she whispered back, reaching down between her legs and touching herself as her asscheeks squeezed around my cock

The kiss feels good. Now, I see why people kiss each other and lose their senses. This is so goooood that I want more. I wrap my hands around his neck and pull him closer. “Hmmm,” he moans against my lips and my clit throbs harder. “You taste so good, Selene.” He does too but my lips are too busy to talk so I let my tongue do the response by twisting it against his. I don't know how it happens but it feels like I'm good at kissing a guy too.

I felt a magnetic pull towards him, as if his voice alone could draw me closer. He gently grabbed my face before pulling me into a kiss. I kissed him back, feeling my heart flutter. Our lips met in a passionate embrace. I could feel my heart beating in my chest. His lips were warm and inviting, and I felt myself getting lost in the moment. I closed my eyes and let myself be transported by the kiss. “Mm,” I moaned into the kiss. My heart raced with excitement, and warmth spread through my chest, a sense of bliss and connection enveloping me. Each moment felt electrifying, as if time had slowed down just for us.

I feel so hot and my dick is fucking hard. His tongue grazes mine, and I'm enveloped in a wave of desire. The kiss deepens, our mouths exploring each other's. Every nerve in my body comes alive, responding to his touch. I slowly wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer. His hands cradle my face, thumbs tracing the contours of my cheeks. Time stands still as we savor the moment. The kiss is a slow-burning fire, igniting passion and emotion. And fuck! I can't pinpoint what it is, but it feels so right and good.

It was a kiss filled with the unspoken language of love, a promise that transcended words. As our lips melded together, time seemed to suspend, and the world outside the room faded away. The soft brush of his lips against mine set my heart ablaze, a symphony of emotions playing out in each heartbeat. I could feel the intensity of our mate bond amplifying the sensation, turning a simple kiss into an electric connection that resonated through every fiber of my being.