Saree Navel Novelas e Histórias

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.

That statement confused Nazima and Zane who were with her as she spoke with the seers. “What do you mean she is not complete? She is a Naga through and through. Born of king Calem and queen Lisandra. She is the true princess, and I can vouch for that.” Zane asked before Nazima could gather her thoughts, she did not know what these seers were trying to say. Was she not the true princess?

Subhadra took the Kanchipuram silk saree out of the bag and put it on her friend's shoulder. "Subha....it's beautiful." The red and yellow saree looked so good on her. The bottom of the saree had a thick gold border and the rest of the saree was covered in a gold fern leaf pattern. "You got this last minute?" Latha asked her. Subhadra flicked her hair over her shoulder. "I have my sources bridezilla. I don't kiss and tell, but it's new. Don't worry about that." Her friend rolled her eyes.

And then, she arrived. Inayat descended like a silent prayer from the heavens. The murmurs began before the soft rustle of her saree even reached the floor. She wore dark green silk that clung to her like the night wraps the earth — quiet, encompassing, regal. Her golden blouse shimmered, its intricate patterns playing upon her skin. Borders of gold etched along the folds of her saree caught every gaze, every breath, every heartbeat.

There are even some tears in them. He can't help it... Not only did his heart go soft, but he had some reaction to... He feels very embarrassed... It was just a dress, why can't he control himself? "What's the problem with a Saree?" Anvika asked. There is some confusion in her eyes. Nityam felt like if he talk with her a little more, he will lose his composure so he replied, "It's nothing, get in the car." After he said, he turn around and left coldly. But he still cursed himself in the heart...

Her cheeks reddened knowing the deed was coming. She took a step ahead walking front when she felt her saree pallu (draped cloth that was gathered on the shoulder) tighten and looked back to see him catching the top of the saree pallu in his head. Coming forward he took off the pin from her shoulder and I'm no time their dresses were off their body and their bodies were tangled on the bed.

It was the Sangeet night of my cousin's wedding. The wedding was happening at a Palace. "Photo?" A male voice from behind. It was a wedding photographer. "Oh yes! I was actually looking for the photographer" I replied to him. I got a few pictures clicked. I wanted a few sexy pictures too. So I adjusted my yellow (almost) transparent saree so that my boobs and navel could be highlighted in the pictures. The photographer then started staring at my navel and boobs. Didn't he see a sexy girl before?

I said. "Hush.." he whispered. There were many sarees of different colors and he picked up a black coloured saree. "We have to buy emerald," I said quietly. But he did not pay me any attention, making me huff tiredly. "Pack this one." He handed the Saree to the girl. I looked at him shaking my head. What has gotten into him! I thought because the Saree he had bought was of pure net. It had a strapless blouse and from behind it had only two thin strings of black pearls covering the back.

’ her feelings were in a turmoil, she looked at the boxes and opened them one by one The big box had a beautiful plain chiffon saree in pale pink, it was a colour that she liked in past, it had a special kind of embroidery done all over its border in pale gold, the blouse was ready made in her size, it had golden queen's necklace embroidery on the neck, the whole set looked spectacular and enchanting, along with it was an elegant diamond chain and ear rings, it was simple in design, Tazz knew Maya never liked big showy jewellery, another box had a pair of beautiful sandals

I knew it. "Stuti baby, I will wear it tomorrow, not tonight. I can't wear it to the party." I told her.. "a deal is a deal Turu and I'm also wearing a saree only." she said pointing towards her bed And indeed there is a saree placed. "babe I don't know how to drape it." I said "I will drape it for you. But you will wear it only. Saree isn't a boring dress Turu. It's the sexiest dress ever you will see." she said and I nodded