Morning Cuddling Novels & Stories

I don't know what time when I fall asleep. "Morning, princess". I greeted Bettany and kissed her on the lips and tried to deepen it. This is the morning I always wanted it to be. Were still cuddling in the bed and lazy to move from each other warmth. "Morning, love". She greeted back shyly when we parted from kissing. I couldn't get enough of her, I love it when she's still shy with everything we do even though we already did most of the things.

Three weeks later, on Saturday early morning A husband and wife look fast asleep. They were not wearing any clothes at all, and there was only a sheet big enough to cover their bodies. A man who initially turned his back on his life partner now turned around and spontaneously hugged the body of the opposite sex. Meanwhile, a woman with long hair seemed not bothered by this situation. The atmosphere in the room was so quiet, especially since the sun had not yet appeared on the eastern horizon.

We cuddled each other until she fell asleep again and I soon followed her. We were woken up at 6am by the sound of her alarm. She looked at me and said "Morning Lover." I kissed her on the lips and she returned it with gusto and said didn't object when I rolled on top of her and her legs parted to allow me to get really close, my morning glory was bumping on her mons as we kissed and then released my kiss and said "Fuck me again."

I whispered in a low voice. Laia suddenly groaned as she turned to face me, pressing her head against my bare chest. "I'm not sure what you're talking about. But... You're well aware that Nina already said we should only do this in moderation," she murmured as she tucked her leg between mine while resting her arm on my side as if she's hugging a pillow. I chuckled though I felt quite aroused by her movement and her words. "I know. I'm talking about mornings like this, where we just snuggle up in bed, cuddling one another as we share warmth during this cold season."

From the color of the sky, it was obvious that it was early morning and his wife was standing in only her pajamas. He grabbed the duvet and sprawled over his shoulder, he walked towards Allora. He smiled and wrapped her in his arms, pulling the duvet around her. As if in a trance, she did not flinch from a sudden movement and kept looking at the morning sun. "It is a beautiful morning, isn't it?" he whispered hoarsely nibbling her ear. "Yes," she whispered in a shaky voice before adding, "It will soon be a beautiful morning." “Aren't you cold?” he added, nuzzling her neck.

Cynthia stretched and yawned, her fingers brushing against Roderick's chest. "Good morning," she murmured, her voice still husky with sleep. Roderick kissed her forehead tenderly. "Good morning, my love." With a contented sigh, they nestled closer, their bodies fitting together like pieces of a perfect puzzle. The room was filled with the soothing sounds of birds singing outside, welcoming the new day. Feeling the need for sustenance, Roderick whispered, "How about breakfast in bed?"

I try talking him into staying in today and just cuddling. "We'll cuddle when the day is over, and we'll cuddle in the class, and we'll cuddle during our joined classes, and we'll cuddle during breakfast and lunch, and dinner, we're even cuddling now," he says kissing my face and nose making me giggle.

I whisper, “I don’t need fireworks or huge gestures. This… this is enough.” He hums, smiling softly. “Yeah. I know. I feel it too.” We spend the rest of the morning moving slowly around the dorm, brushing past each other with playful nudges, stealing kisses in the kitchen, teasing about who left the milk out, sharing a small snack, and laughing at every little accident. By mid-afternoon, we collapse onto the couch again. I pull him into a loose hug, resting my cheek against his head. “Promise me,” he murmurs, half-asleep, “we’ll always do mornings like this.”

He grabbed her hand softly as they looked intensely into each other’s eyes. He wanted to kiss her, but felt she was not ready for this. He pecked a kiss on her forehead while her body was under his. “This is the way you should wake up a person.” He smiled, looking at her calm face. She bit her lips hard. She wiggled as she pushed him. He tickled again in the crook of her neck. “You are being naughty with me.” They laughed and started their morning with cuddles. After finishing their morning breakfast, they went for a swim.

I feel bad for being the cause and started wearing compression shorts so she doesn't feel my bulge when we cuddle. She noticed them when she walked in on me changing for bed. She stopped me from putting my night clothes on, wanting skin to skin contact while she slept. I'd wrap my arms around her as she snuggles up at my side with her head on my chest. I'd stroke her hair in silence as her breathing slowed down with her falling asleep. I'd wake up to her playing with my hair, looking down at me with loving eyes. "Good morning," she murmurs quietly on her day off.