Friendship Cuddle Novels & Stories

He chuckled, sitting on the bed he cupped my pussy in his palms and added" It's made for me, and it will fit inside you like your second skin” “Really,” I asked, my voice having to disbelieve. “Yes and you going to love it” He replied, picking up my fist in his hand before kissing my fingers. “Now sleep,” He said, holding me in his arms, he slept beside me. “I was thinking we were going to do something,” I said, placing my hand on his heart. It was the first time we were cuddling with no barrier feeling each other's skin.

Lovingly Yours, Friend

Zev moves closer, wrapping his body around mine and then begins petting my hair in a similar way. “Is this how you like to be comforted? I caught it for you to cuddle with. I wanted to help. Does it work?” He asks, and I realize what he means as I look at our positions and the animal. He got me a bunny so he could figure out how to stop me from crying since I hadn’t fully responded to his comfort. “No, but thank you,” I murmur, leaning into him. The purr begins again while I lean into him, and I sigh.

“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

Casper was so close that she could feel his hot alcohol breath. If they weren’t friends already, then what were they? Jenna didn’t dwell on it. "There is nothing to lose," she shrugged. Casper felt warmth in his heart but he just looked like his indifferent self. "Friends then,” Casper said and wrapped his arms around her. He lowered his head and buried it in the crook of her neck, taking in the scent of her body wash. It was refreshing. She didn't pull away and they hugged like that, immersed in their thoughts.

They lay loosely in my lap, tangled with his fingers and warm my thighs. “Jackass.” I huff at him. “You’re so unfit.” He soft laughs by my right ear, tickling my cheek and neck with his breath, which soothes my mood, and I find myself leaning my head back against him to cuddle further. So quickly, this kind of contact with him has become so necessary and normal. If I had been told a week ago I would be curling up with him and holding hands this way I would have said it was a lie.

We ride out our climax, and she collapses on top of me. We need showers but don't care right now. Our scent mixed together is everything. It feels like home, and holding her is more important to me. I gather her hair, move it to the side and start stroking her back with my fingertips. Never done this before, cuddled with someone after sex. Honestly only person I've cuddled with is Emerald, even as friends. She would come to my room during her nightmares, and I'd hold her. Or if we were hanging out with our friends. Or alone, my head was on her lap or the other way around. Her legs would be on top of mine, something for us to be touching. I never noticed that before. It wasn't until Wes point

“So anyone who helps you gets a hug?” “…Maybe?” His expression somehow became even darker. “Or is that only reserved for your friends?” Daniela considered it seriously. “They have to qualify.” He blinked. “…Qualify?” “They have to help me.” She counted on one finger. “And they have to be my friend.” She held up another. “Meet both requirements.” “Earn one hug.” Nico’s jaw flexed. “And when exactly did Cade become your friend?” Daniela shrugged. “He’s actually pretty chill once you get to know him.”

Me: “Well, since I’m such a kind sweetheart, as thanks for doing my laundry… you can have a free cuddle tonight.” His head whipped toward me so fast I thought his glasses would fly off. Aaron: “What?” I shrugged casually. Me: “Remember that part where the ghost grabbed the guy’s leg from under the bed? Who knows—she might be under ours. Only way to escape is to be united. And to be united, we have to cuddle. But hey, if you’re not scared of a ghost grabbing your leg…” I started to turn away. Aaron: “Wait, wait, wait.”

I slowly walk over to Jason and give him a sideways hug. "You call that a hug sweety?!!" I hear Jared laughing and mocking me, " Squeeze the life out of that motherf.. - I mean Jason…". I look over to Jason again , and I see him with arms stretched out. I jump on him like I did Jared , but this hug - it felt different. Jared hug was bubbly , giggly and playful - Jason's hug was intimate , filled with love and passion. It felt as if it had been hours that he had been hugging but honestly it was merely seconds.