Saree Navel Hot Novels & Stories

I asked, looking down at my button-up and slacks. "You could. But it doesn't exactly blend in when all the women are wearing traditional Indian clothes like salwar kameez, lehengas, and sarees." he explained. "Sarees are... well, those are pretty.” I frowned. Mason chuckled, grabbing his jacket to leave the office. "They are all nice from what I've seen. Just usually more vibrant and blingy than you typically wear." he explained.

With a heavy sigh, she strides towards him. Mike was stunned. She is simply the crowning glory of bombshell angel’s town. Her saree was a tad see-through, as in 40% transparent chiffon material, revealing the outline of her hourglass shape – giving a glimpse from cleavage to that juicy navel. Her face reflected somewhat a goldish/ bronzy hue under the dimmed streetlight. Her long and shiny black locks of hair flowing over her busty assets, swaying in the beat of the wind. Her collarbone emitted an even brighter gold. Paired with a gold heel, her hip swing more intense as she picked up the pace. That woman is truly a head-turner with a contradiction in her edgy face as if she is ready to kill

, Swathi said looking at Ava with adoration. She wore a Red Kanchipuram Lichi silk Saree bold and beautiful with weaving South silk. She wore a gold necklace with heavy earrings. Her hair was loose draped with a red dupatta flowing over her shoulders, her bangles clinked as she held it. The red saree represents Prosperity in New Life. "Don't say it ma! That's when they started crying", All of them laughed as Kyra spoke out. "Ava, let's go beta your daughter and to-be husband have been waiting for so long now". *~~~~~*

I dried off and slipped into the lacy black lingerie. The bra pushed my full breasts up, creating deep, inviting cleavage. I fastened the satin blouse, its deep neckline framing my chest beautifully. I wrapped the shapewear snugly around my waist, just below my navel, then carefully draped the black and red satin saree. The luxurious fabric clung to every curve of my hips, ass, and thighs, the pallu draped elegantly over my shoulder.

Arnav's POV As I glimpse her, my lips curved into a smile automatically, I couldn't control myself smiling like a fool. She was looking gorgeous in a cherry red silk saree and black velvet strap blouse. Her bare milky waist is exposed along with her full of back. The blouse has a thin strap on her back giving me a complete view of her when she crouched to adjust the bottom of her saree. I stumbled as I strode to her. She blushed matching her cheeks with her saree. Her hairs are still wet as not completely dried by her. Without a bit of makeup, she was looking stunning which makes my heart fluttered cheerfully.

What they need is to be used to it. Knock! Knock! Knock! Someone knocked on the door three times. "Come in! It's open!" Nami shouted. And so, tens of maids came in. They are wearing Sari's [ Sari or Saree are the official clothing of women in India, made of silk cloth about several yards. It is wrapped around the middle of the body, a portion being arranged to hang down in front, and the remainder passed across the bosom over the left shoulder. ]

She look at me stunned. "What?? Modern dress?" she asked me and I nodded my head innocently. "But I am comfortable only in saree" she said biting her lips. I released her lips from her teeth softly and she blushed. "Why you are comfortable only in saree?" I asked her. "No one will see me with lust as its covers me fully"she said innocently and I smiled at her words. "Oh really? Saree covers you fully? Let's see" I touched her bare waist and she shivered in my arms. I hugged her tightly and kissed her shoulders drawing some pattern on her bare back. She started breathing heavily. I released her.

Sanaya felt like her heart was about to burst out. "You are looking so damn beautiful you know?" He said looking at her. Vermilion on the head, different kinds of bangles on her both hands, a red saree, Alta in her hands and feet, red lipstick, make-up, the jewelry she was wearing. Nick could not stop looking at her...

I giggled shyly, tugging a stranded of hair behind my ear. Compliments really did make me miserably shy. "That's a very beautiful saree you are wearing"Vijay's sister, Divya said as she gave me a hug of her own "Thank you!"I thanked her ,caressing the said fabric that was wrapping elegantly around my body. It was a grey sequins chiffon designer saree that was one of my many gifts. I fell in love with it the second I saw it.

Accidentally, their hands whiffed and both felt electricity enacting in through their veins. She was in Saree, Yellow, and Green Combination. The bottom part of the saree was green and made phenomena of peacock feathers and the upper layer was plain yellow, though it is a simple design, she was looking beautiful in this outfit. Her body curves are visible in this dressing. Her simplicity caught his attention. Her sleeveless blouse exposed her bare snowy skin and the thin and transparent yellow layer of saree was exposing her cleavage too. He was turned on and was forfeiting his sense while adoring her. They were very close as she was feeling nervous.