Comforting God Hugging Woman Novels & Stories

Sensing that, she tightly shut her eyes and subconsciously clenched her fists hard which made her knuckles turn white. But, she did not feel any wolf's teeth piercing her body.. instead she felt someone tightly hugging her body.. She started wondering ..Was a wolf hugging her?.. But from what she was feeling it seemed to be a human hugging her and moreover this hug seemed to be more than familiar. The hug was giving her warmth.She also felt like returning the hug, so she hugged back that person..which made that person hugging her more excited and elated and the person ended up hugging her more tightly....Instead of experiencing pain in her heart.. now there was a feeling of happiness, bliss

She peered hard into the cloudy grey eyes that always made her knees go weak and smiled wide. “I’m not worried about it. Being around you is worth every uncomfortable situation ever.” She tightened her hug, causing Hollis to grin knowingly. “Is that a promise?” She grabbed hold of Whitney’s thighs, effortlessly lifting her off the ground. “I pinky swear.” Whitney mumbled, twisting her legs around Hollis’ waist for better support before kissing and nibbling at the blonde woman’s neck.

The brown door opened, and I immediately opened the car door. A woman who looked a lot like me with a growing belly was standing there, waving at me with a big smile and tears in her eyes.I stepped over quickly and immediately grabbed her in my arms when I reached her. "Oh, God." Her voice was hoarse and raspy. Her sobs grew stronger as she hugged me tightly, even though it was uncomfortable due to her large belly. "I missed you." "I missed you too. A lot." I replied, closing my tear-filled eyes and stroking her shoulder-length cropped hair. I unraveled the hug, cupping her ugly face from crying. "Are you okay?"

Interlocking my fingers, I glance at them, then back at her. "Oh, my God." Worry etched onto her features, and then she surprised me with a hug. "I hope he is okay now." "Yes, he is." I find myself hugging her back, and it doesn't seem awkward for some strange reason. I am not a hugger, and I am definitely not a fan of some stranger hugging me. However, the warmth and concern she holds seem so genuine that I didn't mind her hug. "Thank God." Releasing me, she looks at me with a relieved smile.

He was a god in the eyes of women, and I had fantasized several times about that god belonging to me and only me. But she has tainted that god. That man who wouldn't even bat an eyelash even if a woman stripped naked in front of him before was now hugging a woman and whispering sweet nothings into her ears, just because she was crying. What a fucking downgrade. I turned away, unable to stomach anymore of the stupid shit that was going on. I shoved my hands in the pockets of my hoodie and pulled the hood off my head. A bit of my anger dissipated as the chilly evening breeze blew over my cheeks.

“Shh…calm down Emma, you're my Strong girl, and strong girls don't cry, come here’’ He said and pulled me into his arms hugging me so good that I felt safe, “Shh….don’t be afraid, I’m here for you, I’m not going anywhere” “Breathe in and out” “Your Ajeez is here for you” “I’m here for you my Emma, calm down, hug me, and close your eyes” “Forget about anything that's giving you pain and worry “Just hug me like it's the two of us that matters, calm down your mind my Strong woman” he kept whispering those comforting words into my ear while I hugged him so right refusing to let go, after some minutes, I was finally calming down

I gasped, hands fisting the moss beneath me. The other women — there were six of them — closed in. They began worshipping the woman on top of me as though she were a goddess. Soft hands and hungry mouths covered her body. One sucked on her full breast, tongue swirling around her nipple. Another licked along her neck while squeezing the other breast. Hands roamed over her waist, her hips, her ass, caressing and kneading as she continued grinding against me. They touched her with pure reverence, moaning softly as if tasting something sacred. Their touches only made her move faster against me.

A shiver ran down my body along the warmth that spread across my chest at his words. "Stay with me for a moment, baby. I need you." His hot breath tingled my skin as he let out a tired sigh. "I will if you don't call me 'baby'. Because I'm not your baby," I said. But my arms slowly went around him as I rested my face against his chest. And my eyes went shut that instance soaking into his warmth and scent, as if they had their own mind. Hugging someone to provide comfort wasn't wrong, right? A deep chuckle rambled into his chest. "We'll see."

She stumbled towards him, her head resting on his hard chest. "Give me a hug" she slurred and he froze. "What?" "A....hug..hug....hug!" She hissed, weakly hitting him on the chest with her fists. "Okay, fine!" He said and wrapped his arms around her. She closed her eyes and embraced him also. Her heart danced with contentment and even in her drunken state, Adelynn knew that her husband's embrace was nothing like Jensen's. His embrace felt safe. It had a comforting warmth that made her want to stay in his arms forever.

"I've had plenty of surgeries, therapies, and the whole cut-away-my-penis kit, and it has cost me a fortune. But, luckily, it all turned worth it hearing you say those words." "I'm glad it made you happy, and if it's any comfort, you look like a real woman; you act like one too." Her words move me on a deeper level, and not knowing what to do or how to respond, I lean into her, shocking the woman by hugging her side like one would a close friend. Her body turns tense in response, but then she leans into me with her cheek resting on my head. "Thank you so much, Harper." I'm drunk and sniffing like a lost, snotty child, but I don't care.