Insomnia

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I see two distinct angles here:

1. "Inside Baseball"- the Lit writer poised at their keyboard, the only light coming from the screen, figuring"can't sleep, might as well write".

2. Perhaps more conventionally, a rollicking romp that starts with a protagonist who simply can't sleep. I'll start the discussion with a few variants:

~ P goes to the kitchen to warm up some milk, literally runs into the wrong person- the 21 year old staggering back home drunk? But not too drunk to consent. Just drunk enough not to want others to know... or the parent who always took care of P, but suddenly, P feels a stirring in the loins?
Or the in-law who P has never really gotten to know, because they are so attractive P has always been intimidated?

~ P wanders into family room to turn on tv, finds P2, new mom, nursing the baby (or just expressing breast milk?). fetish story ensues.

~ P wanders out on the deck, sees neighbours fucking/sucking/swapping/having a group grope. Does P get invited to join in or does P just watch?

~ P wanders into kitchen, observes P2 and P3 fucking//sucking on the deck, in full view through the sliding glass doors.

~P puts on porn. Not aware when P2 enters room and watches P masturbating. Do P and P2 end up having sex, or is it strictly voyeurism?
 
You could probably take this about an infinite amount of directions. The premise kind of reminds me of a TV show that's been on El Rey network from time to time but i forget the name of. Incidentally the premise of the show i was thinking of was basically "if you fall asleep you die" it was a post apocalypse story.
 
My mind:

... or maybe, by some quirk of cosmic coincidence, the UFO has the shape of a beautiful Earth woman, and P enters it ... hmm, like that Woody Allen film, the one with the orgasmatron, where you see all the workers in the human body as it has sex, except in this case it's a crew of confused aliens who think their ship is being attacked and, um, penetrated, invaded, etc.

ETA: Two different films. The orgasmatron is from The Sleeper, and the body workers are in Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex* (*But Were Afraid to Ask) - here's a jazzed-up clip: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_AC3q9qU8A
 
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I've been toying with a LW insomnia idea where a wife who regularly wakes up during the night gives up on trying to go back to sleep and goes to the living room. She masturbates, hoping it will exhaust her and make her able to sleep. She realizes afterwards their neighbor have watched her. Next night she repeats it, hoping the neighbor sees her again. It turns into a regular thing and the neighbor and wife performs for each other.

In act two, it turns out the husband notice every time she sneaks out of bed and have spied on her, knowing full well what she has been up to. He doesn't confront her, but he goes back to bed and pretends to wake up when she comes back. They fuck but never discuss why they are suddenly turned on in the middle of the night. This turns into a routine event.

In act three, it turns out the wife has been aware of husband spying on her the entire time. One night when he gets out of bed to spy on her, he find the chair by the living room window empty. But there is a note (and maybe a glass of his favorite whisky). The note says something like "turn the light on and off again three times if you want a show." Husband doesn't understand much more than that he's busted,but he definitely want a show. He gets to watch his wife get fucked against the neighbor's window.

It's one of many ideas I'm unlikely to ever complete, so go for it, whoever might be inspired.
 
Effects of sleep deprivation

This is a far tangent, but maybe can be interesting to incorporate somehow.

Have you ever stayed awake for over 160+ hours straight?

I have; it eventually becomes... interesting.

People with such experiences report hallucinations; the border between reality and dream becomes increasingly fuzzy. It's also said that persons in that state may be suggestible. For that, extreme sleep deprivation is used as part of initialization rituals in several cultures.

I think consent may be questionable in that state though, but the partner may or may not be able to discern anything wrong. If even, for example, a guy freeze, fall asleep with eyes open right in the middle of a blowjob, the girl may or may not stop (she did, reportedly, all I remember was that we were interrupted, but she claimed that the other person arrived quite a bit after she had left).

Now, in my case it wasn't insomnia though, it was by choice, just having too much fun and anything else to do. No drugs (other than copious amounts of coffee and sugar) were involved, so I was seemingly fully sober and (mostly) lucid, if only a bit slower than usual -- people reported I reacted like laggy computer, answering questions after noticeable and unpredictable pause and alike, and had short periods of apparent inactivity, "standing" sleep. And indeed, I started to get memory lapses, not unlike those during extreme alcohol intoxication, but with even sharper borders: I remember talking with one person, and then suddenly with someone else, then suddenly I'm in another place, simultaneously knowing why, but not how I got there.

Funny thing, I was giving public speech (with no preparation, as far I know) and presiding a press conference in that state, and in the recording, I myself couldn't tell too much wrong with me, even knowing. I was seemingly logical and articulate and capable of complex reasoning and generally reached my goals, but I remember less than half of it and some of that is hazy and garbled, overlaid with obvious dream sequences I fully comprehended as such at the time and thus wouldn't call hallucinations, although some where distracting and probably qualified as such.
 
This is a far tangent, but maybe can be interesting to incorporate somehow.

Have you ever stayed awake for over 160+ hours straight?

I have; it eventually becomes... interesting.

People with such experiences report hallucinations; the border between reality and dream becomes increasingly fuzzy. It's also said that persons in that state may be suggestible. For that, extreme sleep deprivation is used as part of initialization rituals in several cultures.

I think consent may be questionable in that state though, but the partner may or may not be able to discern anything wrong. If even, for example, a guy freeze, fall asleep with eyes open right in the middle of a blowjob, the girl may or may not stop (she did, reportedly, all I remember was that we were interrupted, but she claimed that the other person arrived quite a bit after she had left).

Now, in my case it wasn't insomnia though, it was by choice, just having too much fun and anything else to do. No drugs (other than copious amounts of coffee and sugar) were involved, so I was seemingly fully sober and (mostly) lucid, if only a bit slower than usual -- people reported I reacted like laggy computer, answering questions after noticeable and unpredictable pause and alike, and had short periods of apparent inactivity, "standing" sleep. And indeed, I started to get memory lapses, not unlike those during extreme alcohol intoxication, but with even sharper borders: I remember talking with one person, and then suddenly with someone else, then suddenly I'm in another place, simultaneously knowing why, but not how I got there.

Funny thing, I was giving public speech (with no preparation, as far I know) and presiding a press conference in that state, and in the recording, I myself couldn't tell too much wrong with me, even knowing. I was seemingly logical and articulate and capable of complex reasoning and generally reached my goals, but I remember less than half of it and some of that is hazy and garbled, overlaid with obvious dream sequences I fully comprehended as such at the time and thus wouldn't call hallucinations, although some where distracting and probably qualified as such.

I get hallucinatory within 36 hours. But my biggest problem is that my forebrain - the thinking part- shuts down after about 16, and I become zombiehugs.

About 6 years ago, so much younger and healthier, was working on a large project with a team, as team leader. About 8 p.m. the two younguns running the sections reporting to me sent me home told me to come back at midnight to review the progress(luckily I only lived 10 minutes away). By 2, had review dome, team worked rest of the night, I returned at 6 to prepare presentation for 9:00. Knocked it out of park, but collapsed at about 4:00 after two hour victory lunch.
 
I've been toying with a LW insomnia idea where a wife who regularly wakes up during the night gives up on trying to go back to sleep and goes to the living room. She masturbates, hoping it will exhaust her and make her able to sleep. She realizes afterwards their neighbor have watched her. Next night she repeats it, hoping the neighbor sees her again. It turns into a regular thing and the neighbor and wife performs for each other.

In act two, it turns out the husband notice every time she sneaks out of bed and have spied on her, knowing full well what she has been up to. He doesn't confront her, but he goes back to bed and pretends to wake up when she comes back. They fuck but never discuss why they are suddenly turned on in the middle of the night. This turns into a routine event.

In act three, it turns out the wife has been aware of husband spying on her the entire time. One night when he gets out of bed to spy on her, he find the chair by the living room window empty. But there is a note (and maybe a glass of his favorite whisky). The note says something like "turn the light on and off again three times if you want a show." Husband doesn't understand much more than that he's busted,but he definitely want a show. He gets to watch his wife get fucked against the neighbor's window.

It's one of many ideas I'm unlikely to ever complete, so go for it, whoever might be inspired.

I like this. Hope somebody writes it.
 
This is a far tangent, but maybe can be interesting to incorporate somehow.

Have you ever stayed awake for over 160+ hours straight?

At the end of a double late-night shift I have been known to hallucinate and I always make sure I start my notes soon after midnight! Some night nurse notes should be published (same with the doctors!) as there are often doozies! My favourite was "Pt sleeping. Still sleeping. Went to toilet, made toast, double coffee and pt still sleeping. Jealous." And the other common night shift nurse comment is "Patient easily aroused from sleep..."
 
The whole "hallucinating from lack of sleep" angle could excuse the start of all sorts of sexual misadventures...
 
Or there remain the simple "woke up in the middle of the night" angles.

He takes a drink out on the porch and observes the PYT from down the street who decided that since she couldn't sleep, a jog at 3:00 a.m. before the heat of the day was a good idea. Even at that hour, she wears her smallest sports bra and shortest shorts...
 
The whole "hallucinating from lack of sleep" angle could excuse the start of all sorts of sexual misadventures...

That was pretty much my thinking mentioning it.

Perhaps, it starts with restless nights and little middle of the night walks, leading to midnight adventures, leading to even less sleep, leading to day life being affected by sleep deprivation effects, leading to otherwise unexplainable twist, leading into ...

Yeah, I love gratuitous complexity too much.
 
This could be a premise for a story I've been thinking about for about three or so years now.
 
The whole "hallucinating from lack of sleep" angle could excuse the start of all sorts of sexual misadventures...

How about a couple who are bored with their current sex life. They've tried all the fetishes and techniques and twists they can think of or dig up online. Then they hear about hallucination sex. They both stay up for 36 to 48 hours, until they both start hallucinating, and then go at it. Maybe they mount a camera on the wall to document what really happens while they are making the nasty in fantasy-space. Or maybe they invite a close friend to observe and document the action.

(this was all inspired by comments above, plus by some concepts from that old movie, Altered States)
 
How about a couple who are bored with their current sex life. They've tried all the fetishes and techniques and twists they can think of or dig up online. Then they hear about hallucination sex. They both stay up for 36 to 48 hours, until they both start hallucinating, and then go at it. Maybe they mount a camera on the wall to document what really happens while they are making the nasty in fantasy-space. Or maybe they invite a close friend to observe and document the action.

(this was all inspired by comments above, plus by some concepts from that old movie, Altered States)

when I made my comment that you quoted, I anticipated more a situation of mistaken identity, or wandering along with loss of inhibitions...but then I likely was hallucinating at the time.
 
when I awoke this morning way too early, my first thought was "ohhhh...riding tht insomnia train today"

which made me think there could be story where the main character can't sleep, so goes to ride an all night train. After several journeys, notices that there is one other person who also rides all night...
 
This morning a title occurred to me "All that I dream of is sleep".

Not sure how erotic that is.

Guessing the matching story is about someone trying to fuck themselves past the wall of tiredness into sufficient exhaustion to finally sleep.
 
Tonight I was thinking about spending a sleepless night just riding a train... that there was only one other person in the train car, a woman. Young, bu not too young. well, too young for me.

The train was called "The Insomnia Train"

Thought to myself "there's a Lit story there, it even has a title."
Though I already wrote my train story, and it took place at night


All Aboard the Overnight Express



one of the first stories I wrote

don't think I have another one in me.

Though the difference in the viewpoint almost eighteen years apart might be interesting.
 
Okay, I shelved my "summer lovin'" story (see the bikini thread). Maybe by next year I'll figure it out. Or not.

Still trying to come up with a non-incest idea that is ripe (lots of ideas, none asking me to write them just know).

This is what I'm thinking:

P is a grad student, sharing a house with other students of bother genders. He suffers insomnia.

One night, he wakes up to find P2, a female roomie, watching a classic B+W movie on the couch.

Twist is that she is an exotic dancer( hey, a gal has to pay her way through school somehow). He knows this, and they have a brief conversation about the big tips she got that night, but how she is too hyper to sleep. He leaves her to it goes back too bed. but lays they thinking about her. He gets up again, horny, hoping the movie might help settle him down. Except when he walks back into the living room, she has switched to porn, and is touching herself... hilarity ensues...maybe even sleep


Thoughts?

Too cheesy?

Too cliche?
 
Okay, I shelved my "summer lovin'" story (see the bikini thread). Maybe by next year I'll figure it out. Or not.

Still trying to come up with a non-incest idea that is ripe (lots of ideas, none asking me to write them just know).

This is what I'm thinking:

P is a grad student, sharing a house with other students of bother genders. He suffers insomnia.

One night, he wakes up to find P2, a female roomie, watching a classic B+W movie on the couch.

Twist is that she is an exotic dancer( hey, a gal has to pay her way through school somehow). He knows this, and they have a brief conversation about the big tips she got that night, but how she is too hyper to sleep. He leaves her to it goes back too bed. but lays they thinking about her. He gets up again, horny, hoping the movie might help settle him down. Except when he walks back into the living room, she has switched to porn, and is touching herself... hilarity ensues...maybe even sleep


Thoughts?

Too cheesy?

Too cliche?

How about flipping it a little? Have P1 be a female with insomnia. As she goes night to night being awake she starts seeing how her roommates seem to have weird quirks at night when they think they are alone. She decides to start studying them and finds herself looking forward to the evenings and what weirdness it brings. She can still see P2 who is a stripper, she can get close to her and befriend her and have a little bi-sexual adventure. She could also see P3 (male) and he disappears at nights. She decides to follow him and finds out he is working for sketchy guy doing odd crimes. He catches her following him and "hilarity" ensues as you say. She is caught up in the excitement and loses control with him.

Mel
 
How about flipping it a little? Have P1 be a female with insomnia. As she goes night to night being awake she starts seeing how her roommates seem to have weird quirks at night when they think they are alone. She decides to start studying them and finds herself looking forward to the evenings and what weirdness it brings. She can still see P2 who is a stripper, she can get close to her and befriend her and have a little bi-sexual adventure. She could also see P3 (male) and he disappears at nights. She decides to follow him and finds out he is working for sketchy guy doing odd crimes. He catches her following him and "hilarity" ensues as you say. She is caught up in the excitement and loses control with him.

Mel

Interesting idea, but not quite in my wheelhouse, at least not right now. The second half reminds me a tiny bit of my Ella the Cat Burglar tale (not exactly, but enough not to want to go there).

If you write it I'll read it.
 
then there are times when insomnia gives us time to write...

which creates the classic story idea of the Literotica writer busily clacking away ant the keyboard in the hours of darkness, when somebody in the household comes to investigate:

"Whatca writing there? May I see?"
 
More coffee might help...

In the after midnight hours at a coffee shop, the insomniac works on his computer- drafting his next Lit tale. Nothing like not sleeping to give more time to write.

The cute young (18+) night waitress has noticed him alone with her in the shop before (if there is a 'two employee after midnight' rule, the co-worker is conveniently in the store room, or out back for a smoke).

From there, it might become a Romance tale- not something I write well.

Or does she turn out to be one of his avid Lit readers? Or another Lit author?

Does the co-worker returning end he story, or add to it?
 
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