He leaned over me to kiss me.
His big hand caught my thigh, lifting it up. He went deeper and I made a helpless sound of pleasure.
Perspiration covered my skin as my entire being became consumed with this moment, this man, and the sensations gathering inside me, coiling tighter and tighter as his movements became less considered and more elemental.
She was climbing and climbing, begging incoherently, pleading...
He pulled out and I looked up at him. "Please..."
He surged back into my body and I tipped over into a place of such extreme pleasure.
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23 Kissing Stories
Short StoryThis is a set of 23 short stories having a kiss as a main character. There are different kinds of kisses for different circumstances. A kiss is the most intimate form of love that can exist in all eternity. The touch of someone's lips over yours ca...
