Booktok Ball Novels & Stories

Maybe, this room is fine to enter then. I walked inside and all the chairs, tables, books, the mat everything is floating in the air except this table. I touched the table, which is filled with dust. The crystal ball looked so mesmerizing. It was glowing, so as my eyes. It is pulling me towards it. I have never seen something that looks so beautiful. I feel like the ball is telling me to touch it. And I am unable to stop my mind or body. I slowly moved my hands and touched them. Suddenly a large light filled the room and a huge magic power emitted from the ball and ----

His voice was gruff but quiet. "What?" I asked. I was curious what he had brought. We'd tried so many positions and foreplay . The excitement always keeps me on the edge . Zander scooted to the side of the bed and reached into his nightstand drawer and pulled out a white ball. "What's that?" I asked, propping myself on my elbows. "It's a Ben Wa ball. Supposed to enhance feeling". "I'm going to put this in you and you're going to tell me if you like it".

Even though she’d only managed a little bit of growth, seeing the tiny green shoot sprout from the branch had been amazing. “I get it now,” she said. “The growth thing was a really good choice. Even though I never really got to the leaf, I loved seeing the little bud appear.” Dominic smiled and returned the book to his pocket. He pulled the tennis ball from his jacket. “Let’s try this again once or twice, and then we’ll see if you can move something that isn’t round and doesn’t move so easily.”

(Researchers) Everyone were murmuring, the same thing, after all Mana Ball spells is a spell in the magic books that could be barely be called an attack spells. “..Well..if it’s a normal Mana ball spell..then it was useless..but..with PSS 1 Magic Handgun!…that powers were amplified!!..the Mana Ball Spells released from this PSS 1 is no longer a Tier 2 spells…but instead…it was now at a higher Tiers…well..it depends on the range..”. (Polly Grokham)

Noah's consecutive and breathless explanation, he still looks like a child who is grumbling and complaining. "Noah, calm down." "How can I k-calm down? They stole your ball! Hmp!" it artfully folded and steady averted gaze. Why, when else did this mermaid act? "Noah, it's just a ball. Just leave it to them. Just find another toy or thing outside, there must be a lot of drifting things on the beach." "Can't! Must ball! G-I want to learn to play basketball!" "Noah, you're getting stubborn again. Why do you love playing basketball so much?" "Because Buchukoy told me, to have a baby you need to know basketball." he replied with a frown. Her eyes glazed over at Buchu who suddenly blushed at her.

“Ben Wah balls are an old Asian tool for strengthening your muscles. Try to keep them inside while we choose a few toys. Place your hands and face down on the bed.” As he walked toward me, the box rang like a bell. I stretched my arms out and lowered my cheek to the bed. The red bedspread was cool and silky smooth on my face. I turned my head to the side and glimpsed two gold balls, about the size of ping pong balls, gleaming in Richard’s hand. He pulled my panties aside, then parted my slit with his fingers. The two cool balls slid easily into my moist, wet opening. I moaned. “You may sit up now.”

I follow his directions and move the stick to where the white ball is. With a little of his help, he straightens it out. He pulls the stick back slowly, pushing his front gently more into me. A small gasp leaves my lips at the sudden burning feeling deep in my stomach. “Hit it, baby.” He whispers slowly. I softly watch it roll into a striped ball, hitting it into one of those red pockets. "Good girl," my insides melt, "you get another turn, make sure to aim for the striped balls and whatever you do, don't hit the black ball in. It's an automatic loss."

Or maybe just random scribbling, I didn't know but I didn't care either as I continued to look around, tossing the book aside. On a wooden shelf sat a beautiful glass ball, it had a swirling pattern of gold and purple swirls that reminded me of the sun, I picked it up and spun it gently watching the light dance on the sides, I was mesmerized by its beauty, the whole room felt timeless somehow, I was sure that if I stayed here long enough, I would fall asleep, it wasn't like I had anywhere else to go anyway.

I looked down, chest heaving. Domenico held a short length of sleek black silk cord in his palm, from which dangled three heavy silver Ben Wa balls—each one perfectly round, mirror-polished to a gleaming shine, the size of large marbles, smooth and cool with a weighted inner orb that rolled freely inside. The thin cord linked them in a neat row, ending in a small retrieval loop, swaying lightly like delicate jewelry as he lifted them toward me. My breath hitched. “What… what is that?”

With a determination that made Tessa stare, he started loading the cart with mini soccer balls, tiny basketballs, a small baseball, a rugby ball, even tennis balls stamped with famous tournament logos. “Babe, what are you doing?” Tessa asked, blinking in disbelief. Nathan looked at her with a deadly serious expression. “Supplies. We need to prepare early.” “But he’s not even out of my belly yet,” Tessa laughed, pointing at the pile of balls. “It’ll be a long time before he can kick anything. I don’t know, maybe three years?”