Cheek Hug Novels & Stories

She squealed as she hugged me, and just this once I let her. “Get your ass over here, Hakeem!” She bellowed over my shoulder. “This calls for a group hug.” I grinned and beckoned him over. Laughing at us, Hakeem wound his arms around the two of us. Dad joined in, giving us the biggest bear hug of all time. My feet lifted off the ground, and so did Jada’s. I was so drunk on happiness that I didn’t even notice the Whisperer standing just a few feet away, leaning against the front porch with a sad smile on his ethereal face.

A hug perhaps. Wait.. what?

"Can I hug you? Will that hurt?" I shook my head slowly. "No!" I breath. "All I need right now is a hug." I spread my arms wide. "Please hug me Kate. I was so lost." I sniffed. Kate didn't question any further and pulled me for a hug. She was careful not to hit my shoulders while running her palm up and down my back gently, giving me a pat. I clenched my fists in her clothes, letting my nails sink deep into her skin. I know I'm not hurting her but I'd really love to mutate my skin in hers right now.

"I just wanted to get you cheery. I don't like you sad and stressed even though somehow you look hot when you are like that. "Yea, I always get cherry in here," he said as he pressed his face in between her boobs while his hands went around her back and hugged her tight. Her breathing became erratic while he hugged her boobs. She pressed he boobs to his face from the sides. He moaned and pulled his away. "I love it when you do that," he said and buried his back in her boobs and she pressed her tits to his face so that her hard nipples poked the sides of his face.

Until he realized that he was with his girlfriend, and that, she was watching them. He glanced at her and saw her glaring towards the oblivious Amanda. "Yep! It's me! So you still haven't forgotten me, huh? I thought you were gonna forget me for good after we broke up." Amanda laughed flirtatiously as she cupped his face through her hands and was about to kiss him on the lips. In America, it has been a normal thing to do to kiss someone on either the cheeks or the lips to greet of that person. However, Khein has a girlfriend and he's a decent man so he wouldn't allow that.

“I know it is a hug. Why?” “Because that’s what we do here.” I gave a bright smile which he didn't replicate. I doubt he knew how to do that. “In Russia, we don’t do hugs,” he said flatly. "Really?" I raised a brow while tightening my grip. "Then what do you do?" “We do slaps on the back. Fist bumps. Handshakes. But not hugs.” I smiled up at him. “Well, here, we do hugs. Lots of them.”

Sooner or later, she was bound to find out. "Wow, that's awesome!" she gaped. "Thank you!" She squealed, pulling his form into a bear hug. His body stiffened a little at the sudden gesture. He wasn't really into hugs, his mother was well aware. She pulled out of the hug and pecked him on his left cheek. His cheeks reddened a little and then he pulled his lips into a small smirk. "Now, you're getting all touchy huh? You can't just get enough of me, can you?" He teased causing her cheeks to equally flush. She pushed him away and got off his desk.

- I say and we're already on the ground floor - Okay, go - And my farewell kiss? - Says fun "We're not friends or intimates for that," I say sharply. - Hugs are typical for people who know each other and live together, or at least who are kind. - Snort and hug. I was only going to stay like this for 3 seconds but before reaching 2 he squeezes my ass and I'm pressed by his body, he was hot. I couldn't help but give a little groan of surprise. - Hugs are not like that - I feel your lips on my neck - Stop it - I say low

More tears clouded my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. "You don't like me anymore?" I asked again. "Can I give you a goodbye hug?" He asked instead. What? I don't believe he is already over me. "No, I don't wanna give you a goodbye hug but I wanna hug you right now" I told him. "What?" I've been craving for that passionate touch from him. I've always wanted to hug him so tight, hear his heartbeat on mine, perceive his nice smell. Be that way with him for long, yes! I have craved for a cuddle or snuggle from him.

"Honey, did you peg his cheeks with those?" Hue grunted as he clicked his tongue. "Tch, he is faking his cries. You don't have to pity him," he said instead of replying to her question. Then, he looked away as he grunted again, feeling very dissatisfied about his wife's one-sided favour. He wondered what was so great about Veen's soft and squishy cheeks because his cheeks were soft and could be considered squishy as well. Jennet should only squeeze his cheeks if she wanted to feel happy and not squeeze another person's cheeks.