Massage Kahani Novels & Stories

I tried to say with a straight face. “Well since you put it that way I must find a way to make it up to my Luna.” Makahi ,said as he rolled on top of me kissing my lips slowly before nipping my bottom lip, causing me to gasp allowing his tongue to slip inside my mouth deepening the kiss. Hearing little growls from beside us, had us turning to look at a set of silver and blues eyes looking at me frowning like, really momma you just gonna kiss our daddy like we not laying right here. “Look here, yall not gone think yall the only one who can give daddy all the kisses.” I said, as Makahi easily picked both of the girls in his arms kissing their cheeks and they start to squeal in delight as he bl

♡SRISTE POV♡ I still can't understand what exactly happened oh my god it's my first kiss how can I kiss him isn't it a sin now what I should do how I shoukd face him after this no way I can't face him I'm embarrassed I simply left to home without even informing to him it's okay will he fire me let him do that or will he shout on me I don't care because nothing is compared infront of precious my first kiss that too how can I kiss him its a sin I'm really a coward how can my leg slip like that how can I fall on him seriously I'm insane no no oh Krishna I took bath nearly 5 times I scrubbed my lips again and again I'm sitting on bed with my grumpy expression srusthi : what happened partner me :

Isaiah yanks my shorts and underwear down and I kick them off and I’m naked and kneeling between three athletes and the massage oil is everywhere. I don’t care about my career because Kieran is tilting my face up and saying, “You’re the most beautiful thing in this city right now, and we’re about to show you what that’s worth.” He lifts me to my feet and pushes me back on the bed and drops between my legs and puts his mouth on my pussy. The first stroke of his tongue after two years of no one’s mouth but my own hand makes my back arch off the mattress and a sound tear from me that makes Cassian and Isaiah look at each other and grin.

she has caged her lower lip between her teeth's to silent her weeping . While maa is standing like a statue beside kashvi .. Fastening Kashvi's shoulder in her hands .. No one said anything , kashvi said " I am sorry .. I know you all disgusting towards me .. because I am carrying a child without wedlock ... But .. but , it .. it was not in my control .. please don't hate me .. please .. *sob* I need your support .. *sob* I need you all .. please " .. I went to her and hugged her .. "shhh baby sister .. no one hates you and no one disgust towards you .. I am proud of you that you survived and fight back like a worrier .. ..

Sahir's eyes widened. "Yes only if you do what I tell you," she said sitting on the edge of the bed. "I can do anything" Sahir looked confident. "Fine come here " Sahir crawled at her. "Massage my head please," she said leaning back. "At your service madam," he said, started massaging her head. Zoya felt relaxed. She sighed loudly. Sahir's delicate touches make her lose her body in his arms. She closed her eyes. After her head massage was done. Sahir got ready for the kiss. She kissed him on his forehead.

Ekansh said "I'm sorry I promise I won't snap at you and I will give you my attention while talking," Khwaish said "ohk fine now don't be a drama queen. Come give me a hug," Sanket said and hugged her and khwaish took Ekansh in the hug "mujhe bhul gaye? (forgot me?)" Mishika said with a pout "awe tujhe kaise vul sakte hain aja (how can we forgot you come here)," Khwaish said and they all engage in group hug

Warm, cozy, loving, a home filled with people and the hint of cocoa and magic in the air. Pulling myself away from the only happy memory I had of my family, I started tapping on the keyboard. Sometime later, when my mug was already empty and the clock on the TV showed 2 AM, I had my new blog story finished in front of me. “Hey, my alluring fans! Were you waiting to see if my next ‘Kiss and tell’ story was going to be with the cheerleader you asked for? Yeah, I did it again. Let me tell you every detail of our hot kiss...”

MASON’S POV "Would you like me to continue the massage?" I asked gently. Christiana hesitated. "Yes...no... I don't know." I smiled reassuringly. "We'll take it slow." I reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Trust me," I whispered. Christiana's eyes locked onto mine. "I'll try," she said softly. As I began the massage again, this time, she wasn’t cursing, wasn’t angry, just relaxing.

Sapna, a 32-year-old housewife, yearned for an erotic massage to spice up her mundane life. She confided in her trusted maid, Raziya, who suggested Khalid Jamal, a skilled masseur known for his unique preferences. Intrigued, Sapna agreed to meet him.

Mishka asked as her heart picked a race and she gestured to someone to lower the music. “Big B is with Maasi (Aunt Riya)” Kiara said. “And Tistan dropped me here,” “Tistan? Your friend, right?” Mishka asked, and Kiara nodded her head, grinning. “Come, I’ll intotoduce you to him,” She misspelt the word introduced and Mishka chuckled, rising to her feet. She was wearing a maroon long shimmery full sleeves Anarkali Suit. Her long dark brown hair was open, and she kept her makeup natural.