Blushing Reaction Novels & Stories

I got up from the bed quietly and rushed to the bathroom. Why is my face so red? Am I blushing? Argh! I washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror in front of me. I slammed my face with both of my hands while asking myself why are you being so obvious? Something is beating faster. I placed my hand on my chest and felt my heart beating so fast. You're not a teenager to react like this. Stop it! I slammed my hands on the sink and shouted, "I'm a grown up woman and I should behave like one."

And in my heart of hearts I knew that this couldn't very well be the end. We sat there waiting for the sparks to fly between out palms. When it didn't happen right away, all my emotions surfaced. I could feel the hot tears welling up trying not to flow over my eyelid. Max's eyes grew concerned and he looked as though he wanted to comfort me, but we both knew he couldn't. This only made me even more emotional! My face felt like it was on fire, so I knew I was blushing, and not the cute kind of rosey blush, the blotchy kind. I snorted hoping that the snot was not already leaking out of my nostrils. It was no use. Max looked like he was in pain watching me in pain. But we never broke eye contac

|Every| I felt goosebumps all over my body. My body felt a hundred degrees hot, as if I was in an oven being baked to death. I felt myself heating up more and more every second, and all those reactions were known with one single word called 'blushing'. It was something I'd never experienced before. I quickly pulled the front part of my t-shirt so it won't stay there, sticking to my body. I saw alpha Grey trying to look everywhere but me.

He’s too close… “Are you okay, Mommy?” I looked at Stephie after she finished taking pictures of us. “Huh? Of course I am. Why?” “You’re getting red.” “Ohhh, Mommy’s blushing!” Stephie giggled as I cupped both of my cheeks. "Blushing, huh?" “I-it’s just hot, okay? What blush are you talking about? I’m going to change,” I said quickly and hurried into the changing room. I bit my lip as I stared at my reflection. Why the hell am I blushing?

I added quickly, my voice rising as I tried to look anywhere but at him, suddenly too aware of how close we were. But he didn’t. Not immediately actually...and that only made things worse. My heart was beating so fast it felt like it might burst out of my chest, and I hated it. I hated how my body was reacting. “How can this be happening?” I thought, my mind spinning as confusion settled deep inside me. “I hate him… I don’t even trust him… so why…” Why was I blushing? Why did my chest feel so tight in a completely different way now?

“Look, I can hear it. Boom! Boom! Woo… It’s so fast.” My blush intensified. Lord! How do I explain this sort of reaction to an innocent six-year-old girl? That this sort of response—the heart racing, the rising of the body temperature, the intense blushing, and the bright eyes were all due to love. That when a woman saw the person she was in love with, this was how her body reacted? How?

I just wanted to sleep and I remembered passing out immediately after reaching my climax. The pleasure was just too much and it was more that I could take and it made me feel so fucking weak but at the same time I wouldn't say that I didn't enjoy it it was the best experience of my life. " Are you blushing?," Nelly asked me, my cheeks became heated up and red like a tomato but it was making me so shy that I didn't even know how to react to all that was happening right in front of me. " You're blushing," she said and I tried hiding my face. I was also flushing out from pure embarrassment. Did she really have to point it out? It made me so embarrassed and at the same time a little annoyed.

A chill travel down my spine and into the narrow space of my bones. My face heats and my neck redden, despite my attempt to keep my reaction under control. This is the first time he has touched me explicitly since the day of the snowstorm. I thought it won't happen again but my body jerks back to life, despite my resolve. “Are you blushing, June?” I try to swallow but it gets stuck at the base of my throat, so I just shake my head once. “Your skin looks red.” “That's because…. I'm hot.”

“How do I know when a lady's blushing?” She looked at me, raising a surprised brow. “Why do you want to know that?” “Fine. You can ask me a question too. Answer mine.” “Well,” She placed her fingers on her smooth cheeks. “Here, right here. It goes all hot, and maybe a little pink. I don't know. My face doesn't grow pink though.” I tried my best not to let loose my laughter. Even as she spoke, her whole face looked like a tomato. She continued, “...Then, there's the neck, the ears, and probably the girl's reactions.” Even as she spoke, her eyes still never met mine.

"You have no idea just how handsome you look when you smile,' I tell him. Suddenly he turns away, but... I can see the back of his head, his ears to be precised, they're bright red just like tomatoes. So he can.... Blush I tell myself with a chuckle ready to tease him and go on and on about this new found weakened of his when suddenly I feel a child down my spine, goosebumps all over my skin as I flinch in horror. What is this feeling? Suddenly the room gets rowdy, mutters grow loud and heads turn. My curiosity gets the best of me and I also turn around to see for myself the reason behind the great outroar and there it was. Her!