Pickpocket Hug Novels & Stories

“Shhh. You don't have to pretend that you're always strong, Pumpkin.” He kissed the top of my head. I closed my eyes at the warm feeling inside my chest. “I'm not pretending.” A comfortable silence flowed between us. “If that's what you said.” Breaking away from him, I muttered, “Hey. I am telling the truth. Why is it difficult for you to believe?” “I never said anything, Pumpkin,” he said while smiling. He spread his arms. “Come here. You need a warm hug since you're shivering.” “I'm not,” I declared and hugged myself. “You're being stubborn, Calcifer. I don't need your hug or anything like—”

I asked when I couldn't take the awkwardness anymore. "I have a little surprise for you," he said, pulling something out of his pocket. He held it up, and I realized it was a small, discreet, egg-shaped vibrator. My eyes widened as I understood what it was. "Mr. Carter..." I whispered, my voice barely audible. He chuckled softly. "Don't worry, It's just a little something to keep things interesting today. I thought it might make the trip a bit more... memorable." I felt my face go red. "I-I don't know if that's a good idea," I stammered, feeling both embarrassed and strangely exhilarated.

Chapter 32 stm There was no toy that Hugo had not tried on her. From whips to dildos, nipple clamps to vibrators, he had used everything and now he had her lying on the bed, arms and legs attached to the massive bed posts. “Do you consent to me using your body however I please?” Hugo unbuckled his pants and pulled the zipper down. Caterina blinked her eyes to clear her vision and bit her lower swollen lip and saw the finest specimen of a man in front of her.

He ruffles my hair, winks, and picks up his shirt and swiftly drapes it on me while I'm still pressed against the headrest, imagining just how many orgasms I'll have if he really has this all planned out. He's out of the car now, and in a few seconds, he's back with a pink package and a bouquet in his hand. He tosses the bouquet to me. “Don't throw it away. I'll check on it from time to time, got it?” I gawk at him like he’s lost his damn mind. Obviously, he hasn't. He knows exactly what he’s doing, because he wasted no seconds tearing the box apart. And behold, the vibrator. The kind that looks like a rabbit. He tucked something into his palm, so I could just barely see a small, curved shap

I thoughtlessly asked as we grabbed each other in a casual hug. I breathed deeply as I felt my hands slide around his t-shirt and over his back. One arm over, one arm under. The hug was about three full seconds, reasonably long for a ‘straight’ guy-to-guy hug. It felt much longer though. My hands lingered as my fingertips lightly slid over his right shoulder blade while my left hand rested on his lower back, subtly pulling his hips closer to mine.

I stole my childhood friend’s doll. Then, he called to complain. I listened to him wail as the doll sat in my hand, its texture somehow akin to that of human skin. Under its skirt was something remarkably female. This left me confused. ‘Is this doll female or male?’ Then, more importantly… ‘Did it come with both organs? Or is this modified?’ He sounded hysterical over the line. Surprised by this, I accidentally squished the doll’s limbs a little.

I needed release. My hands shook as I pushed back from the desk. The laptop screen still glowed with her latest video paused mid-moan, her pussy stretched wide around a thick silicone cock, juices glistening on her thighs. I stood on unsteady legs, walked to the nightstand, and opened the bottom drawer. There it was: the toy I had bought on a whim over a year ago and barely used. A sleek pink rabbit vibrator, curved for g-spot pressure, with soft silicone ears designed to hug the clit perfectly. I had hidden it away out of guilt, but tonight guilt had no place here.

She asked I shook her head. "Nothing like that, dear." I smiled. "Can you give me a hug?" She looked at me. Confused. "Nothing special." I shrugged. "I'm just happy you're not injured. That fall could have killed you." She widened her arms. We hugged. Her body pressed against mine. Her warmth spread through me. I closed my eyes. Breathed her in. And then I whispered the spell. Soft. Low. My lips close to her ear.

I grow even harder just visualizing it. Without a word of preamble, I bend down and cup one of her breasts, drawing her nipple into my mouth and nipping at the tip with my teeth. She gasps loudly, arching her chest up to meet me. God, I could do this all day long. And one day, I absolutely will. When the nipple turns rock-hard and begins to swell, I pull back and extract the first of two metallic ornaments from the paper. “These are nipple huggers. Watch.”

King Mateo said, "That sounds great." Hugo made a weird sound and I looked at him. He was looking behind me. I turned around and saw Adrian and Anna. I hugged them both and they said, "Is that a pet?" Alpha Arnou said, "This is Hugo. Hugo loves to play ball with people. I'll explain more at lunch tomorrow." I said, "Do you guys have a hard rubber ball?" Then King Mateo said, "Any ball will work, as long as he doesn't bite down on it." I said, "Got a volleyball?"