Cuddle SHENANIGANS 😁

sillysassy

This is a shout out to @respectful, @ImajenMoon and @quixotic_life who did some really fun stuff with word play additions.
Lets all write a story that we can read all the way through. I'll wrap it up at the end. Here are the specifics....

In FOUR SENTENCES or less add your parts to the "Cuddle Shenanigans"

I just got done with a lovely bit of shenanigans myself and rather than re-tell my story, I thought it would be fun to see what happens here.

MAYBE we can get through a few posts without all sorts of heated emotion and shade.... Lets try. ALSO..... This is a special request from the OP If you have something that ISN'T supposed to be part of the story but instead just conversation will you put it in "SPOILER" fashion? That way if we just want to read STRAIGHT THROUGH we can get the whole story without the side topic diversions.

sillysassy

It was a long awaited connection. One of my most favorite cuddle buddies was flying in for some weekend cuddle shenanigans!! It isn't every cuddler that has the ability to hang out for more than a few hours..... so THIS was something I had been looking forward to for quite some time! We have known each other for years and have fabulous snuggle energy so it seems as though it will be filled with all sorts of interesting tidbits!!

quixotic_life

Bursting through the door, then kicking it closed behind me, I squealed with delight as I ran across the room while simultaneously kicking off my shoes, "Eeeeee!!! I'm so happy to be here with you!" I chucked my bag, which slid across the floor and thumped the wall at the exact moment I jumped on the bed.

I positioned myself, one foot on either side of him, then dropped suddenly to my knees, my hands landing beside his shoulders. Slowly, while focusing in on his steady gaze, I began to lower myself down to him. As I did, he reached his arms up, wrapped them around me and in one swift maneuver had me pinned on my back beneath him.

quixotic_life

additions...

@sillysassy ~ Anyone can add on right?
Not just those tagged in the OP? 🤞👍👌

sillysassy

(of course anyone can add on to this thread. thanks Quix Sorry if I made that unclear.... this is my quiet voice....)

I was giggling so much that I was completely breathless and he was laughing quite a bit as well.

(We had quite a few exchanges of correspondence that created a precursor to this very meeting. We originally met in person for coffee and had good "short term cuddle energy" but we were both a little uncertain since this was our VERY FIRST ACTUAL OVERNIGHT SNUGGLE!)

We both rolled onto our sides so we were facing each other and my mind said "let the cuddles begin!!"

quixotic_life

What in the world? I'm thinking, "Whoo-hoo! Cuddle-fest!", and he rolls away, craning his body while reaching for something on the floor... when with a swoosh-thwump, a giant, six foot long, plush stuffed alligator, had been flung over the both of us and he tucked it behind me. "This is Sam, he's basically my emotional support gator, but since you're here, I have everything I'll need. I just wanted you to be super comfy and to feel as supported as I do right now."

Of course I've always felt a warm and comforting energy from him, that surrounds me like a steady embrace even with all the miles in-between us. But I'm not gonna lie - being in the middle of that cuddle sandwich was next level CuddleComfort!

sillysassy

OMGOSH...... a stuffed alligator...... he knows me so well. Its like a silly, fluffy, body hug that does exactly what I want it to and will be perfect for the days I am left alone remembering times together. I snap myself out of my musings of future moments and bring myself right back to front and center in order to focus on this present beauty. Sometimes being 100% present is the most difficult part, but it can also be the most incredible freeing.

Sideon

Emotional support gator? Spontaneous cuddlefest? But wait, there was more. He propped himself up on one elbow and asked if she'd like to try some orange dark Lindt chocolates with a nice glass of Reisling.

quixotic_life

How perfect she thought..., "Sounds delightful." and as he got things ready she fumbled through her bag. "Yes! Found them...", and she returned to the bed sitting cross-legged waiting for him.
As he took a seat next to her she presented and placed a silly straw into each glass.

Somehow, everything felt "so perfect," like we'd known one another before, maybe in a different time. "I can't believe we're here...together...finally," he whispers, smiling at the silly straws I'd placed into our glasses. Carefully balancing his glass in one hand, he reaches the other out to caress my bare shoulder. "I've been waiting for this for a very long time! Cheers!" We clink our glasses together, giggling..

sillysassy

The dialogue that continuously runs in my brain can sometimes be overwhelming. I keep thinking, "How am I so lucky? How is it possible that no one every mentioned this kind of connection before (especially in my youth)?"

Returning my attention to the moment, I close my eyes and just revel in the fact that a caress on my SHOULDER can feel so electric and at the same time completely soothing.

I realize that it just doesn't matter, here, with him. His eyes, his voice, the gentleness of his voice, all tell me that he's happy that I exist. Somehow, that is enough. I inhale the warm, masculine scent that he remembered to wear for me, and I thank the Universe for filling my need, so beautifully, so completely.
He sets his glass down on the bedstand. "As delicious, and fun, as this wine is, I didn't come all this way to just drink with you, you know.." he said, smiling, showing that one-sided dimple that had printed its glorious self, indelibly, into my memory..

Setting my own glass down, I answered, "No...I don't imagine that you did. Neither did I!"

quixotic_life

As he settled himself into the plush pillows, angling his torso towards me, I squished myself down in the bed next to him. Nuzzling my face into his neck, his strong arm wrapped round my shoulder. "Squeeee! How lucky are we?!" I thought to myself as I draped my arm over his broad chest.
"Squeee indeed." He replied, as he planted the sweetest of nurturing kisses on my forehead and pulled me in tight.

FlyingToaster

He held her close in his arms, just taking in the moment, feeling happy to be touched in such a soothing friendly way, and happy to have someone to hold in this moment. He then started to gently play with her hair and then give her a gentle caress on her cheek, down to her shoulder again, before wrapping his arm around her again to hold her as he gazed into her eyes and smiled

It felt good to feel "wanted," again, he thought. She touched him like he "meant" something, to her, here in this quiet moment. He pulled her closer, remembering and cherishing the feeling.
I could feel his strong, steady heartbeat. So comforting, so present. I could feel his strength, his careful restraint. I felt valued. "I have to tell you," she whispered, cuddling into his broad chest, "that I'm glad you did come here. I wouldn't have missed this for the world.." With that, she released the chaos and burdens of the day, if only for this moment, and relaxed into his arms..

sr182

As we lay together in the great fortune of extended cuddling, time stops for me when I get to cuddle you. As I feel you squishing on me, your soft cheeks nuzzle in to my chest. I think so many thoughts of this. Mostly of how fortunate I am to have you accept me this way. Who could understand this, but only you. The touches you give me. I know will last for days.

Enveloped in a surreal sense of ecstasy I think to myself, "how has it been possible for me to have lived this long, without truly living?" I feel her warmth throughout my body and deep into my soul. I love the feeling and can only hope she feels the same warmth and sense of acceptance. We understand each other without even a whisper. We continuously reposition ourselves and find new ways to feel even closer to one another. What a beautiful sense of knowing and understanding. Yes, squeeze me a bit harder please. blushing

quixotic_life

The heat radiating off him, combined with his internal rhythm, has enveloped me in deep calm. I inhale him and breathe out bliss. My fingers dance about and occasionally I feel him shift and squirm ever so slightly. His bitty wiggles make my heart sing and as I give him another deep squeeze, I inhale this moment so fully it's all there is. I nuzzle into him even further as he pulls me in closer still, his hands and arms steam rolling the tension out me and I'm loosing sight of where one of ends and the other begins.

My legs quiver as she squeezes and I revel in her warm embrace. I never could have imagined to feel so close and intimate with someone without all the other expectations one feels in a romantic relationship. I feel like my true self and I love hearing her slight moans knowing she sincerely enjoys my company. We delve into a deep bliss and the warmth radiates throughout our bodies....she smells really good too.

"It feels so good to hold you in my arms," he whispers, inhaling deeply. I feel absorbed. It's been so long. This person feels me, wants me, and his touches speak volumes about how the distance between us needn't have been so large. "I love how you touch me," I respond, quietly, as I allow his strong hands to caress my thigh. "Your skin is so soft...your fragrance so subtle.. Thank you for sharing this...with me.." His deep, masculine voice sends ripples of pleasure through me. The "battle of the sexes" dissolves, just as easily as our boundaries. "it feels good to be honored," I whisper, as his firm grasp extends to all agreed upon places. "Your tenderness fills my need. Thank you.." I press further into him, conforming my body to his own, ample, warm, fragrant physique, silently and happily agreeing to his gentle ministrations...

A short eternity later, I reach back and lightly tap his shoulder--our signal for when one of us would like to shift position. He comes back to this reality, and quickly obliges. Realizing how very selfish and greedy I'd been, and happily so, I decided it was time for me to caress him. Rolling over, I become the Big Spoon. He chuckles, quietly, as I now tuck the "comfort 'gator" up in front of him, allowing him to feel supported from all sides..

sillysassy

I open my eyes again but I feel slightly confused by my surroundings until I realize we both dozed off for a few minutes. I have my arm around this lovely form in front of me and I slowly trail my fingers up and down torso and arms.... down as far as my fingertips can reach without moving the rest of my body. The mountains and valleys that create this lovely human are firmly etched in my brain and it seems as if I might be able to identify them even if I was blindfolded.
The sighs of satisfaction and contentment are music to my ears..... the peace and tranquility I feel is somewhat palpable..... until..... my stomach lets out a rumble that could in fact wake the dead!!!! "MUST HAVE FOOD" it says!! I start to giggle uncontrollably because that is real life..... we need sustenance. Reluctantly I jump up to go to the bathroom and I hear a shout from the other side of the room, "Should we go try some of local fare? I know you said you'd like to check out that cute little diner down the road."

Secretly though, I truly wish we hadn't gotten up. But I know once she's satisfied, she will do everything possible to make me feel wonderful again. I could lay here with her for hours...and it seems like seconds. It's so incredible how much we feel at ease and connected, even though we've only known each other for a short time. I haven't felt closer than this with anyone else in my life.

sillysassy

I felt so thankful, respected, treasured even, that he would jump up and come to my aide as regards the tummy rumbles. Even though I could continue snuggling for hours on end, no matter if it was back to the couch, the sunshine on the deck, the big comfy chair or the floor he knows me well enough to hurry toward dinner. It only takes a few minutes before I start to get HANGRY and a tad bit irritable. It was still super fun to walk hand in hand down the street toward that delicious smell and I was completely swoony when he stopped in the middle of the street because he just needed a quick, really tight bear hug. --------sigh---------

quixotic_life

How fun! His arms around my waist, mine reaching up over his shoulders around his neck. As we each loosened our holds, he did a quick 180° spin squat, holding my arms to his chest and popping me onto his back. My legs automatically encircled his waist, his arms over my legs and clasped behind himself to help support me, and called out, "Jet pack!"and ran us both giggling toward the eatery...

FlyingToaster

Pretty soon, we arrived at the diner, a cozy 50s-themed retro diner, with a black & white tiled floor, red bar stools & red booth seating, Wurlitzer jukebox, and lots of posters on the walls of 50s-themed things like Elvis, Johnny Cash, a '57 Chevy Bel-Air, movies such as The War Of The Worlds, The Court Jester, 20,000 Leagues Under The Sea, and others. There was a nice waitress with southern charm who seemed to fit right in with the restaurant who greeted us and seated us at a booth. We decided to sit on the same side together so we could be close. Holding hands, we both looked at the menu to decide what we wanted.

sillysassy

"French fries..... definitely French fries," we said in unison, "and maybe we could share one of these yummy sloppy burgers!" We placed our order with the kind waitress and she gave us a knowing smile. Of course we giggled because not very many people have the ability to think outside the box these days and they usually wind up with the same sentiment that ends with, "just cuddles, yeah yeah yeah sure.... JUST CUDDLES." We both shared a contented sigh that spoke volumes about our connection and in a flurry I jumped up because it hit me.... "No one is in here but us!!! DANCE WITH ME!!!!!"

"I thought you'd never ask!" he tells me, grabbing my hand and escorting me to the Jukebox. We stand close, our bodies touching, easily now, our rapport complete. "I've got the perfect song!" he declares, shoving bills into the slot. With a small click, the entire diner was filled with the melodious, deep voice of the Righteous Brothers, "Ooooooooo...Myyyy Love.. My Darrrling... I hunger...for...your touch..." I gasp. "I LOVE THIS SONG!!!" I exclaim, blown away by his choice. "Now, you... Come here..." I utterly forget the fries...and feel carried away by "our" song..

sillysassy

We danced, we sang, we carried conversation next to each other for the entire night, oblivious to the crowd around us. Our sweet waitress refilled our tea numerous times and as she took our dessert plates away she whispered with a smile, “we’re about to close, you don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here.”
As we sauntered back to our room we spoke of the utter contentment found in each other’s presence. As he opened the door, I reluctantly said “I hate to waste a moment of our time together, but I know I’ll feel better if I get a little sleep. Ready for some more snuggles?”

sillysassy

We each got showered and changed, brushed our teeth and snuggled under the fluffy comforter. He acts like a personal heater and the warmth from his heart touches the innermost part of my core.

We shared a bit of sleepy conversation and then fell into a blissful state of contentment. He woke up first thing and gently brushed the hair away from my still sleepy eyes.

quixotic_life

Waking to his endearing kiss on the forehead, I encircle him with my stretching arms and pull him tightly into me. My face snuggled into his neck, I breathe him in. The love and adoration I have for this beautiful friend is overwhelming! It starts as a slight tingle in my toes and then shoots through me. My delight in this moment can't be contained. I give a tiny squeal and out come my zappy fingers to give him a playful squeeze tickle.