The First Kiss

I felt a tug at my shoulder, ignored it completely. Another one; avoided it again. With the swiftness of a leopard he pulled me towards him. Even before I could register what was happening, he sucked at my lips. Bit me hard, kissed me slowly and released with a push. He left me gaping, awestruck by his sheer passion. I stood there craving for more, my lips still moist with his love juice. Not once did he turn to look back, I had wanted to call him but what was his name? That was my first kiss, with a stranger!

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12 Comments Add yours

  1. Ξnigma says:

    Usually such stunt leads to a sexual harassment case.

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    1. Yamini says:

      Yea… but this is fantasy world here!! No offence 😊

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      1. Ξnigma says:

        Not offended. 🙄

        I would love to be that stranger. But then again, reality would kick back a 1000 times harder, if it is not taken the right way. 🤷🏻‍♂️

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      2. Yamini says:

        Haha… right!!

        Caution: This is a work of fiction and any attempt to try this practically could land you in jail. Please be discreet!!

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      3. Ξnigma says:

        Exactly. 😐

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  2. Great story! It’s intense and interesting, it makes you want to read more.

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you so much 😊

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  3. Beautiful piece. I love it Yamini!!

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you 😊

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      1. You’re welcome!!

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