Cuddle Consort

Jude bit his lip and swallowed his anxiety as he lifted his hand and knocked on the door. He could hear muffled rummaging sounds behind the door and soon enough, footsteps that got closer. Reacting too slowly, the door swung into Jude's face that was leaning against it just moments earlier.

"Oh! Oh no I'm so sorry!" A woman's voice shouted.

Before he could blink the dazed feeling out of his eyes, Jude felt the woman's hands around him. She steadied him by his shoulders as well as patted his head and rubbed his cheeks. When things finally came into focus, Jude took in her appearance. A young adult woman with brown hair that fell just past her shoulders. She had amber eyes that examined Jude's body up and down. She had pink tinted lips that... were saying something this whole time?

"Sorry I wasn't um... could you say that again?" Jude said with a cough to fake clearing his throat. He tried to not look at the woman directly but she made that a difficult task.

Slowly and gently, she reached out her hand and cupped Jude's cheek in her palm. "I asked if you're alright?"

Jude's breath caught in his throat. Try as he might, he couldn't stop fixating on the feeling of her hand. As her thumb stroked his cheek, he felt his body relax in a strange way. Before his eyelids fell, Jude stood up right and shook free of the woman's grasp.

"I'm okay! I'm used to taking a hit or two... Anyways I'm not sure I'm at the right house. I'm looking for uh..."

"'hardMommydom93'?" Jude felt a rush of heat to his cheeks the same moment that the woman's turned bright red. "Yeah haha... that name generator isn't really creative. You can call me Circea. Please come in!"

The two of them finally entered Circea's cabin. After being prompted, Jude handed over all his winterwear for Circea to hang up and he made himself comfortable at what he could only assume was a dining table. It was cluttered by plastic containers otherwise.

"Ack! Please ignore all that!" With haste, Circea began to stack the containers together before moving them in one trip. "I was in the middle of another terrarium project and comparing sizes. Oops!" She yelped as the top few containers tumbled onto the floor.

Jude intercepted the last falling piece of plastic and picked up the rest off the floor. Circea had stacked up the lidded containers like boxes. Jude undid this to stack the containers and lids much more efficiently, and promptly took and did the same to the rest that Circea was still holding. Once properly stacked, he held them more easily and gave the women a pointed look with a brow raised.

"Where would you like these Miss?"

"You didn't need to do that! You're so sweet!" For some reason, hearing those words from Circea made Jude feel his lips start to curl into a smile. "Can you leave them in the hallway closet? The first door to your left that way."

As he followed Circea's instructions, he heard the sounds of her fiddling with dishware in the kitchen. When asked what he preferred in his tea, he answered 'just sugar'. The first thing Jude's eyes noticed upon returning to the living room was two teacups resting on the coffee table. One, a pale off-white in color, the other, a shade of amber just like Circea's eyes.

"This one's the black tea with just sugar." She said, gesturing to the amber colored cup.

Jude obliged and picked up the specially prepared tea, after sitting on the far end of the couch.

"Why do you sit so far away?" Circea's voice wasn't accusatory in any way, yet Jude still felt like he'd made a wrong decision.

"N-no reason, I just wasn't sure what you're comfortable with so..." There was a notable pause after his words. "Y'know like-"

"What are you comfortable with Jude? You're the one that messaged me but there wasn't much on your profile" This was true and yet once more, Jude felt hot, as if he was embarrassed to have this information verbalized. All Circea did was place a hand on his shoulder, but Jude started to get lost in his thoughts as he felt panicked by nonexistent pressure and judgement.

I was only doing this because I was bored!

Shit like this is pathetic! No fuck, it-

Don't get the wrong idea this isn't-

Only weirdos get off on this!!

It's not like I'm into this!

NO I DON'T have any mommy issues!!

I can get plenty of women easy!!

I'm not lonely!!

Leave me alone!

"S-shut up! Just because you've done this hundreds of times doesn't mean I'm a loser!" Jude slapped Circea's hand and off him scooted even farther away on the couch.

Ah... I fucked up. She didn't say anything and I freaked out for no reason. I'm such an embarrassment...

A short silence hung in the air. "You're not a loser." The gentle tone in Circea's voice almost startled him. But before her next words, she readjusted her position and sat forward on the couch. "And I... actually haven't done this before"

Jude found himself leaning closer, if only because he couldn't hear as clearly as before. "You haven't?"

"No. I only had my account for a few days before you messaged me but you didn't really say anything." To prove her point, Circea took out her phone and opened the app. She handed the phone to Jude with her inbox open. "Every other message I got had dick-pics or vulgar details of what they'd do to me."

"Hey. U live close to Tony's on 3rd street?" - Thursday 21:24.

"Hi there! I'm actlly on 2nd, it's the one door with a flower on it lol. Do you wanna meet for coffee or tea?"                                                                      - Thursday 21:28.

"Fdy at 8" - Thursday 21:30.

"Wait you mean like tmrrw?" - Thursday 21:31.

"Yea" - Thursday 21:31.

"Sure! Just knock on my door when you get here!" - Thursday 21:45.

Jude stared at their short message exchange. "Is that why you said yes to me?"

Finally, Circea turned back to Jude and nodded her head. She shifted in her seat slightly, inching a few centimeters closer. She gestured to the space in front of her and Jude found himself mirroring her gesture back, closing the space between them ever so slightly.

"I wanted to know what you're looking to 'get' out of this-" She used finger quotes on 'get' and made a large sweeping circle pointing to herself and Jude. "-and why"

"Why am I doing this?" He repeated, just to be clear. Circea nodded her head. "Well why are you doing this?" He didn't hesitate to flip the question back to her.

The woman broke their gaze for a moment before resuming their previous view. She gestured again, asking if she could move closer. Jude nodded his approval and discreetly pinched himself to keep his composure.

"Do you like this?" Jude wasn't sure what exactly she was asking, or referring to, and so didn't answer. She continued when met with silence. "Being this close to another person. You don't like it?"

She had leaned in ever so slightly before her last words and Jude felt the warmth of her breath dance across his face. He tried to look away and barely succeeded. "Well I don't... ah... I don't... hate it." He finally murmured out, almost getting distracted by Circea's proximity.

He felt a gentle tug at his shirt and let himself sink back into Circea's eyes. Jude repositioned himself to be sitting right up against her. With their height difference, his head rested comfortably on Circea's bust. He tried to keep his cheek on her shoulder, but Circea made that difficult when she wrapped her arms around Jude. As she gingerly pulled him into her embrace, Jude felt his body relax almost involuntarily.

"I love quiet times like this..." Circea sighed out blissfully. "I'm usually pretty anxious too and a big hug always calms me down. I wish hugging could be more common but I almost feel like I'm being judged if I'm too excited about a hug. Maybe it's because I'm 'old' so it's lame when I do it"

"What?" Jude was genuinely appalled. "You're not old! And hugs are nice so what's wrong with liking them?" He found himself snaking his arms around Circea's frame.

In return, Circea started to rub his head. "Hehe... you sure I'm not an old lady to you at 29? That's a whole 10 years between us"

"Not exactly..." Jude's voice trailed off as he nestled himself even further into her body. He could barely form a thought.

"Oh? Did you lie about your age and you're actually 25 or something?" Slowly, Circea stretched out one leg and began rubbing it up and down his side.

"Kinda, I'm actually 18" He could hear Circea's tongue click above him while the chest he was resting on vibrated with soft laughter below him.

"Hah... now you know why I wanted to do this. What does a 'naughty' little liar like you want out of this?" Hearing those words rubbed Jude the wrong way and Circea noticed. "What's wrong?"

"Don't call me that, I'm not a 'naughty little liar.'" Circea was surprised. She wanted to believe and respect what Jude was saying but the way he said it was so... juvenile, and whiney. He was so angrily insecure early and now? She was about to apologize when he spoke again. "... Call me what you did earlier..."

"?"

Circea had to stop and think. What exactly had she said earlier? She couldn't recall her previous words. She was about to ask Jude for another hint when she stopped. Watching the way he clung to her now, lightly rubbing his face into her while they cuddled together, made Circea's heart flutter.

Thinking about Jude and about her own words carefully, Circea slowly ran her fingers through his hair while she pondered. "... You're such a sweet boy~" cooed softly.

She could practically feel the smile on Jude's face as he pressed his body into hers even further. Circea felt his jaw move like he was talking but his voice was muffled by cuddles. Eventually she understood he wanted her to say it again. She quickly became fond of feeling Jude's weight on top of her while they embraced. Her right arm wrapped around and rubbed his upper back while her left stroked his head.

"You're so kind. I didn't even have to ask you to help me clean up. You were very helpful. I'll be able to continue with my terrarium because of you." The more Circea whispered into his ear, the more he rubbed his face into her bosom and sighed happily.

"I'm happy you turned out to be such an honest guy. I put extra sugar in your tea, just for you. Although I can't take mine without sugar and cream" Circea quickly realized she could feel something hard on her inner thigh. She pushed her own hips back with just as much force she was receiving.

"I guess you're a naughty boy afterall..."

Immediately, Jude seemed to jolt awake from a daze as he rose onto his hands. "I-I'm sorry Circea this wasn't my intention at all! I swear I only wanted..."

Just like earlier, Circea cupped Jude's cheek in her hand and guided him to look into her eyes. "What did you want?" She said the words with no inkling it was a question at all.

Gradually, Jude lowered himself on top of the woman once more. Their faces drew oh so close together but stopped all too far. After some hesitation, Jude covered Circea's hand with his and grasped hers tenderly. "I wanted... this. To feel close like you said. Not just your body but... y'know here" He hid his face from her as he moved her hand from his cheek down to his chest. Circea could feel his rapidly beating heart. "I swear I'm not the kind of guy who can only think about one thing"

"You mean 'Sex'?" Damn it all, Jude felt his member twitch especially hard when hearing her be so blunt. "It's okay Jude, I know you're not" Circea coaxed him into clinging to her like he was earlier. Except this time Circea parted her legs and let Jude's bulge rest directly against her crotch.

Jude immediately tried to squirm, but Circea wrapped her legs around his torso. It took nearly all the man's willpower to not react when she also started to thrust her hips back and forth. "Are you uncomfortable?" His mind was so far from such a thought, the question stunned him for a moment.

"No not at all..." he answered.

"Do you want to get off?" A voice inside Jude screamed 'no' to that question while Jude himself shook his head. "Would you consider this sex?" He knew that Circea was referring to the way her hips rocked back and forth against him. After shaking his head no, he started thrusting his against her body.

He couldn't stop a few pleasurable gasps of air from escaping him. "You like this... don't you?" Her voice danced from ear to ear. Jude forced himself to nod before he forgot in the moment. Circea continued "I like it too. So let's just stay like this for a bit."

With no reason to say 'no' and absolutely no desire to leave, Jude happily dropped his head back onto her bosom. Circea resumed stroking his head and saying sweet things to his ear. All the while the two of them kept their lower halves close together. For a while their movements would be in sync, but every few seconds Jude would speed up his thrusting.

"A sweet, thoughtful boy like you deserves a break." Jude still didn't understand why but he was getting harder and harder when he listened to Circea's words.

Wanting to be even more close and comfortable, Jude adjusted their positions without thinking about it too much. He moved Circea's leg up so he had room to stretch out his own while laying on the couch. When he lowered himself back into her arms, a soft moan caught his attention. Circea's cheeks were flushed and she looked slightly embarrassed. Something he thought only made her look cuter. Jude held her gaze and stared directly at her as he thrust his hips again. He watched her face get redder with each thrust until she broke first by looking away before letting out another sweet moan.

"Did you like that? Where was it? Did you feel it right here? Was it because of your leg?" He was surprised at how eager he was to know more. Jude felt a sudden burning desire to please Circea.

Circea herself continued to gaze at Jude fondly. Only this time he noticed her puckering her lips. Acting on impulse Jude tried to lean up and meet her lips with his, but he misjudged the distance. He had kissed her lips every so briefly before gravity pulled him mere millimeters away. Jude was so eager in his desires, he'd even stuck his tongue out before they parted. He felt his face grow hot with embarrassment, laying on top of her with his mouth open and tongue out after failing a kiss. Before Jude could try to retreat from this situation a third time, Circea froze him in his tracks. She leaned down and kissed his tongue. He could feel the tip of his tongue on her puckered lips. He forgot to savor the taste of her lips before she pulled away. As if granting his wish, he watched Circea insert her pointer finger in her mouth and suck on it before touching that same finger to Jude's tongue.

"You can practice whatever you're comfortable doing when you're with me"

Jude's overactive sense of anxiety and shame gradually melted away. He continued laying on top of Circea, humping her. At one point Jude tenderly held her face in his hands while he went in for a simple kiss. But like earlier, he couldn't control himself and his tongue would join in before he realized. Every time they parted there was a saliva chain between their lips and Jude could never suppress his embarrassment. He thought he would die when Circea outright asked him "Do you like licking?" He didn't respond, and she didn't wait for a response either. But he wasn't expecting her to say "I always wanted to be licked..." either.

Soon he figured out where Circea's weak spots were. Her breathing became shallow and heavy when he licked her cheeks. She would let out quiet moans if he licked her neck, but he especially loved licking her lips. He knew that normally this would be something he felt shame over, especially because of how weird it is. But to have an opportunity to indulge in this niche kink of his, and with someone who wants it as badly as Circea. Jude knew he'd be a fool to not enjoy this to his heart's content. Something about it excited him greatly, dragging his tongue over her lips while she never stopped cooing sweet words at him. Sometimes she would open her mouth as she moaned and he'd take his chance to slip his tongue in between her lips. The sensation of having his tongue sucked on was pushing Jude to the edge.

"Circea...!" Jude struggled to keep his voice steady. "All... s-so... good!" He felt so embarrassed he couldn't form a sentence, but could only manage to get out one word in between his licks. Somehow she understood what he was actually. Her hands went from his neck to his hips, and feeling that touch was like another jolt of energy to Jude. He began thrusting his hips harder, even starting to moan out loud.

"Where do you wanna?" He could barely hear her voice over his own grunts.

"In you!" Jude finally moaned out.

He felt her hands fumbling with his pants before sliding them down his thighs. Something warm and hot pressed around his now exposed and throbbing cock. "You're such a naughty boy..."

With a sharp gasp, Jude moaned in an exclamation of pleasure as he came. He could feel that he was cumming into Circea's hand and found himself wishing he came in something else. When he was finally empty, Jude sighed in relief and let himself collapse.

"Aww such a waste..." When he heard sounds of slurping and licking, Jude raised his head to look at the noise and he's glad he did. He watched Circea eagerly licking his cum off of her hand. "... tastes so good..." She quietly moaned to herself while she licked between her fingers and he felt her squeezing her legs together. Jude felt his cock rising up as it got hard again.

After Circea finished licking up his cum, Jude thrust his exposed cock between her thighs. She looked into his eyes once more, and he knew she was asking him 'What do you want?' but he couldn't focus. His cum acted as a lube and made his cock feel so good between her thighs, he couldn't help but thrust a few 8 or 10 more times. He knew what he wanted.

"You're gonna breed me at this rate"

Surprised at hearing his secret desire spoken outloud, Jude briefly paused and looked down. He realized Circea was soaking wet and that her panties had shifted to the side. Jude's cum covered cock was rubbing in between her pussy lips, and he couldn't help but wonder if his cum got inside her yet.

"I... want to." He said slowly. "I want to breed you" Jude pushed his cock against her, feeling the tip of his cock slip somewhere much hotter. "I want to go deep in you and make you pregnant with my kid!"

Before Jude could plunge his cock into Circea's exposed and inviting pussy, she sat up and pushed him off her. "I think it's clean up time"

Jude sat there confused, he didn't know what she meant. But he soon came to realize that he loved clean up time. Feeling her warm mouth over his cock after cumming once was incredible. She cleaned every inch of his cock and she kept poking her tongue into his urethra. He was embarrassed of the way he moaned when she did that, but he also found it oddly exhilarating to be so... vulnerable.

By the time Circea had finished cleaning, Jude became aware of how drained he felt. He remembered the sight of Circea licking up his cum, and realized how much he released. Jude let himself get pulled into another cuddling embrace from Circea. This time instead of spooning from the front, he was letting her spoon him from the back.

"I swear I didn't come here just to do this"

Circea giggled softly and patted his chest. "I know. You're just..." She kissed the back of his head. "A sweet boy that wanted to be comforted for a bit".

Now that he was in post-nut clarity, Jude didn't want to agree with such an embarrassing statement. But he couldn't deny how susceptible he was to the way Circea treated him. It genuinely was just comfortable at first, but it was impossible to not get aroused after being so physically close to a woman. All things considered that's still fine, but Jude was just worried about the other weird things he did. He moaned like a girl, slobbered over her face, and humped her like an animal. How could he sit there and try to claim he had no secondary motive when he indulged in pleasure like such a-

"AaAahH!" Jude yelped in surprise when he felt a hot and wet tongue lick his earlobe.

"Oh sorry, do you not like that?" Although she stopped, he could still feel Circea's lips right up against his ear. "You were really good with your tongue, I thought I might return the favor"

Jude thought about it for a moment. It felt strange at the start, licking her face as if he was a dog. But after she started breathing heavily and moaning, he felt the need to devour her growing like a fire in his stomach. He wanted to taste more of her, and learn where else she loves being licked. If Circea enjoyed not just receiving but also giving such treatment, and it felt as good as that lick on his ear just now. Just imagining the feeling of their tongues wrestling with one another was enough to make him hard again.

"I like it... I like licking too" he decided.

"I can see that"

He looked down and saw his cock at full attention. The feeling of embarrassment reared its head once again. Jude resented post-nut clarity that brought the familiar feeling of shame back with it. He just wanted to enjoy a tender moment after what just happened. Is he really so horny he can't control himself? He shut his eyes in a feeble attempt to ignore the situation.

With his eyes closed, the feeling of hands stroking and rubbing his cock became amplified. A confused 'huh' transitioned into a sensual moan as Jude sighed. Circea's hands pleasured his cock while she leaned in closer and began teasing his ear. Nibbling on his ear lobe, licking until his ear was significantly wet, softly blowing cold air and moaning into his ear before kissing and sucking on his lobe again.

Jude was practically gasping for air while he drowned in pleasure. "W-why...?"

"Why 'why'? Doesn't it feel good?" She countered. She kept one hand on his cock but moved the other hand up to his nipple. She pinched him gently before rubbing it a few times and repeating the motion.

"Ah-! Sooo... good. B-But you-ooooh." Circea lowered her head and began licking his neck. She licked up his neck, along his jawline, and made her way back to his ear.

"Aw, what a sweet boy you are." Hearing that phrase again made his cock throb. Circea clearly noticed as she started stroking him more intensely. "I get off on giving you pleasure. Hearing you moan-" Jude practically squealed when she pinched his nipple. "-is what makes me feel good" She turned his head toward her and leaned in close again.

Her lips were so close and kissable, Jude puckered his and awkwardly stuck his tongue out, licking her lips like he did earlier. Hearing a sweet sigh from that was music to his ears. "But I want to make you feel good"

His cock was twitched and throbbed harder the closer he got to cumming. Her hand left his chest and inched down to his crotch again. He anticipated feeling her hand on his shaft, not on his actual balls. The sensation of gentle rubbing on his balls while her other hand squeezed right under the head of his cock finally pushed him over. Jude came a second time, and this time there was nothing to catch it. Thick hot cum dripped down his abdomen and covered Circea's hands. For a while he lay there, simply trying to catch his breath. Circea stayed in silence, seemingly playing with his now flaccid member and the cum. By some miracle, Jude suddenly remembered where they were. Circea had laid out some napkins along with the tea she prepared. He grabbed the napkins off the table and took Circea's hands in his to clean up.

"Sorry I got you so dirty..." Once he was done wiping her hands, Jude sat up and was about to scoot to another part of the couch.

Circea stopped him from getting too far by touching his arm. "You said you wanted to make me feel good?"

Jude looked back at her, observing how she fixed her disheveled state. She didn't seem like she was hinting at round 2. Or are they on round 3 now? Regardless, "I don't think today is-"

He stopped himself short when Circea's hand found his own and she squeezed his hand firmly. He felt his heartbeat quicken as he stared into her eyes. "Come see me again... that'll make me feel good"