Cuddling Position Novels & Stories

He said, not flinching when I caught one of his fingers between my teeth. “Yeah, but you're not the one that has to be sore at the end of the whole exercise.” I said, reluctantly releasing the fingers I had taken captive. “Okay, fine, can we cuddle? How about a cuddle instead?” He suggested sweetly with an innocent look on his face. I narrowed my eyes, suspicious of him. “Just cuddling?” I clarified, he nodded eagerly, I hesitantly shifted an inch, letting out a squeal when his hands grabbed and drew me near to him, he tucked me into his body and we both released twin sighs of contentment.

An hour later, the house still felt wrapped in a warm, golden bubble. Rachel and I had finished breakfast and moved to the living room couch. We were cuddling under a soft blanket, the television playing quietly in the background. She was sitting on my lap, straddling me gently, her legs on either side of my thighs. The oversized t-shirt she wore had ridden up, and my hands rested on her bare hips beneath it. We were kissing slowly, deeply, lost in each other.

Better use well every opportunity given. I laid my head on her chest arms wrapped around her mostly at her thighs. "Aidan, what do you think you are doing?"she asked. " Cuddling. "I stated. That was the first thing that came to mind. I have never cuddled. This was my first. Felt awkward yet good too. She didn't try to either push me away nor hold me. " Turn off the lights. "I spoke half asleep.

She smiled and came closer, as I was still kneeling, I carried her and held her there. “Like this?." She asked I shook my head. “ I have to make some adjustments to the position." I told her and she giggled. “I love the way your voice sounds." She said to me. I laid her flat against the bed and I pulled her until her behind was resting on my laps and I placed her legs on my shoulder. As I was still kneeling, I thrusted into her. “So deep." She cried. I knew that this position allowed deeper access but... Fuck, she was marvelous, every inch of her pussy was warm and wet and soft.

A gush of juices flood my mouth and I push Jenna's thighs apart so I can extract my fingers and replace them with my tongue. I slurp up her rapidly flowing cream while she gulps air into her lungs. When her breathing slows, I crawl up between her and Sam and flop onto my back. Wrapping one arm around each one, I pull them close in a loving three-way embrace. Angie cuddles up behind Jenna and I loop my arm around her shoulder bringing her into our sensual hug. Their legs flop over each other as we lie like that catching our collective breath before giving into our exhaustion and fall asleep.

Carrying me out of my chair into his arms, I acted on repulse by resting my head on him. He placed me on the bed carefully like I was an egg with few cracks that he did not want to let break. I moved to lay on my side, facing left. “Would you be needing some cuddles?” Cuddles? from him? Well, I don't mind at this point. “Whatever.” I wasn't sure he heard me I confirmed that when I felt his body close to mine, his large arms engulfed my smaller figure. He pulled me close; I was damn to say that I liked this position, this new feeling… of a man, with me, in my bed.

“Um…not that I’m complaining, but Jesus Christ, baby doll. What the hell’s gotten into you tonight? I could’ve sworn there for a minute that you were actually glad to see me.” I wrinkled my nose, dismissing that idea. “Of course not. I think you just made me momentarily soft with that stupid cuddling bullshit you forced me to take part in last time. I’m sure I’ll get it out of my system soon.” His grin flashed. “In that case.” He hopped off me and turned me onto my side so we were spooning. “We need to restock more cuddling powers into you so you’ll stay like this longer.” Then he sighed and relaxed into me, caressing his leg up the back of mine and fitting his resting junk right up against

Then she looked at me, her gaze intense, “Since it’s cold, do you want to cuddle?” “I am warm enough…” I muttered. “Then don’t bother,” she turned away. “But…” I held onto her. “I should cuddle with you. You need some of my warmth, don’t you? Come here.” And with that, I pulled her towards myself, holding her in my arms. She rested comfortably, smiling. I stroked her hair gently and she patted my back. It was romantic and intense but we didn’t go farther than that. I fell asleep in this position, not knowing if I was the first person to doze off.

Her hot breath misted over his sweaty skin, and he could feel her thudding heart against his chest. He shifted to his side so that he could hold her close without crushing her body under his weight. They cuddled like that for many minutes, until his cock started going soft inside her and he had to pull out. Her pussy was so snuggly, he didn’t want to leave. The low moan of disapproval that she made let him know he wasn’t the only one who preferred their current position. He smothered kisses on her face before pulling back. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he promised, working his way out of the bed. All he wanted to do was fall back beside her and go to sleep.

He snuggled up on my chest, rubbing his face on my body. “Get used to it; we are going to be waking up like this a lot,” he mumbled, holding me tight. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck. I have never cuddled before; it feels so nice. We went silent, enjoying the feeling of being in each other’s arms. It was warm, comfortable, and therapeutic—everything a girl needs.