Tight Hug Novels & Stories

I said loudly so Arzhel could hear. Then Veronica came closer and pulled me for a sudden hug. It caught me off guard, not because she initiated hugging me, but because she was hugging me so tight that I could barely breathe. And since Arzhel couldn't see the front of me, I simply took that opportunity to secretly pinch Veronica’s back. And I felt how her hug tightened the moment I pinched her a little bit hard. But then she started to let go of me when I positioned myself to give her another pinch.

I smiled happily, I felt so good seeing her, it's been a while. She hugged me tightly squeezing me like a ball. “Ouch! Mom! You're suffocating me, I can't breathe.” “My darling, you're welcome home. I've missed you so much.” The tight hug made my spine crack, she was being so clingy all of a sudden. What a drama Queen! She didn't want to let go. I was just like a nut in the embrace of a squirrel. It was more smooshing me. I loved her cuddling but this was extreme.

she said, staring at him. “Hmm.” He just hummed in return. “Wake up.” She repeated, whining like a child. But suddenly he hugged her tightly, caught her off guard. “W-W-What are you doing?!” She froze in his hug. “Five minutes,” he replied with closed eyes. “Let me go! You stink!” she said, closing her nose. She tried hard to escape from the hug but he locked her with his legs. “Let me tell you one fact. Hugging is very good for our health. So, we must hug at least one minute per day. This is a command,” he stated with closed eyes.

I turned toward the door, eager to put some space between us. "Not without a hug," she said, suddenly stepping forward and wrapping her arms around me. Truth be told, it was not a normal hug. It was too tight, full of force, like she was squeezing the air out of me. "Farrow," I gasped, struggling to pull away. She did not release me right away. A second past, then two, and to me it felt like I was almost out of breath before I could finally push her off me. She laughed strangely, a high-pitched sound that sounded almost unnatural.

So I didn't bother and sank my face into the curve of her neck. Once I read somewhere that a back hug means protection and trust. Indeed.

"You don't like it? Why?" He exhaled running a hand through his hair his jaw clenching hard. "Even I don't know why...I just... hate it". The honestly in his voice laced with frustration made my stomach twist painfully. I opened my mouth to respond but nothing came out,words got stuck in my throat. Before I could think, before I could even blink he reached out... And hugged me. Not a casual bro hug,no! This one was tight hug like he was anchoring himself to me, claiming some unspoken truth. I froze completely,hands at my side unsure if I should push him away or let him hold me tightly.

’ I told myself and increased the tightness of my hug a little bit more. Our embrace lasted a long time, but when I let go of him, it seemed like it was for less than a second. I made sure my contact lingered on him for a little bit more before we completely broke out of the hug, but it couldn’t satisfy what I wanted. Even though I was seated on his lap, I missed the warmth of his arms wrapped around my waist, pressing me against him. It was like I was cuddling into his bare chest because his tank top was too thin to be called a shirt and clenched to him like a second skin.

It was tight and lingering. Her arms wrapped around my lower waist, pulling me firmly against her. My hands found her waist, too. I could feel the heat of her body through our clothes. The hug was so tight that I felt the softness of her breasts pressing against mine. A sudden wave of heat rushed through my entire body. My heart started racing for a completely different reason than it had been ten minutes ago. I felt a sharp pull of attraction in my lower belly. I was getting turned on just by the way she held me.

“But now.. I feel secure. Everything’s clear.” I leaned in and wrapped him in a tight hug. As I held onto him, something brushed against me. It was hard and firm. What was that?

"If I give you a hug, will it make it better?" My heart swelled and grew as he threw his arms around me and squeezed. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of his berry shampoo and lemon-scented soap. Then I squeezed my eyes shut, and my grip on him tightened. A short while later, Ron began to squirm. Reluctantly, I drew back and released him.