Insomnia

How to spend that extra hour and a half?

~ a meta story where the NC uses the time to write for Lit.
~ peeping in the neighbours windows?
~ taking the dog for a walk, meeting another insomniac?
~ an incest encounter accidentally in kitchen/bathroom/tv room?
~ catching the daughter returning from her walk of shame?
 
How to spend that extra hour and a half?
Back in the day, the insomniac housewife at the edge of dawn met the daily door-to-door deliverer of bakery, dairy, or other products. Trysts probably lasted less than 1.5 hours but this explains those odd-looking children. "Oh Daryl, you must have a recessive Sicilian gene!"
 
Back in the day, the insomniac housewife at the edge of dawn met the daily door-to-door deliverer of bakery, dairy, or other products. Trysts probably lasted less than 1.5 hours but this explains those odd-looking children. "Oh Daryl, you must have a recessive Sicilian gene!"

a whole street of kids with cross-eyes and buck teeth?
 
waking up early for a call that never comes... what do idle hands do to fill the time?

and what if the sex (self or with another) is interrupted by that call?
 
then there are the couple with separate bedrooms because of his insomnia.

Hubby awakes in the middle of the night, but eventually falls asleep again, sleeps through his alarm. Is stlll asleep when wifey sneaks her secret lover in, thinking he has left for work.

what happens when he awakes and discovers them?
 
then there's the night when Dad gets woken up by daughter's friend throwing pebbles against the wrong window. He decides she needs a spanking. She likes it. She is 18+ of course. Neither gets much sleep.
 
then there's the night when Dad gets woken up by daughter's friend throwing pebbles against the wrong window. He decides she needs a spanking. She likes it. She is 18+ of course. Neither gets much sleep.
Daughter Darwina's friend Felice knew whose window she aimed at. She's wanted daddy Dave's massive manhood for quite some time. Hilarity ensues.
 
then there are the couple with separate bedrooms because of his insomnia......

I like the "separate bedrooms" idea. My grandparents loved each other very much, but had separate bedrooms. I never knew why, but had lots of theories.

Anyway, I can imagine a large family home, dozens of rooms, the matriarch and patriarch each have their own rooms, and all the married kids and their spouses are "home" for the holidays or maybe for some special occasion like a wedding or a funeral. And everyone is hopping from room to room like a Preston Sturges movie. Lots of hilarity can ensue! With or without insomnia coming into play.
 
I like the "separate bedrooms" idea. My grandparents loved each other very much, but had separate bedrooms. I never knew why, but had lots of theories.

Anyway, I can imagine a large family home, dozens of rooms, the matriarch and patriarch each have their own rooms, and all the married kids and their spouses are "home" for the holidays or maybe for some special occasion like a wedding or a funeral. And everyone is hopping from room to room like a Preston Sturges movie. Lots of hilarity can ensue! With or without insomnia coming into play.

Preston Sturges would gave featured sleepwalkers.
 
"The only thing worse than insomnia is sleeping in."

Discuss.
 
"The only thing worse than insomnia is sleeping in."
Depends on what you're sleeping in. A pup-tent; a carton in an alleyway; a luxury suite; a homeless shelter; an opium den; a mini-van; a neighbor's bedroom; a cheap hotel room with a flickering neon light outside; a jail cell; a military barracks; a hammock strung-up in a forest or jungle; your childhood bunkbed; an orbiting capsule. Specify, specify...
 
Depends on what you're sleeping in. A pup-tent; a carton in an alleyway; a luxury suite; a homeless shelter; an opium den; a mini-van; a neighbor's bedroom; a cheap hotel room with a flickering neon light outside; a jail cell; a military barracks; a hammock strung-up in a forest or jungle; your childhood bunkbed; an orbiting capsule. Specify, specify...

all still arguably better than insomnia.
 
"The only thing worse than insomnia is sleeping in."

Depends on how long someone sleeps in. If I sleep in for a couple of hours past when I planned to get up, especially on a day I had shit to do, then I'm bitching and moaning all day about being behind, or missed deadlines, etc.

If I have insomnia and get no sleep during the night, then I'm bitching and moaning all day about being tired. That and having to constantly running to the bathroom to pee because of all the coffee I'm drinking to stay awake.
 
Depends on how long someone sleeps in. If I sleep in for a couple of hours past when I planned to get up, especially on a day I had shit to do, then I'm bitching and moaning all day about being behind, or missed deadlines, etc.

If I have insomnia and get no sleep during the night, then I'm bitching and moaning all day about being tired. That and having to constantly running to the bathroom to pee because of all the coffee I'm drinking to stay awake.

so the story might be about who you bump into on the way to the bathroom?

"Fuck you."

"Sure..let's see if there is a free stall."
 
oh, what ever to do with that extra dark hour in the morning?
 
if insomnia is really bad, eventually you sleep through the alarm. The family member/housemate who sneaks in illicit lover after everybody has gone to work/school is in for a surprise...
 
Insomniac syndrome: Stay up all night web-surfing or playing digi-games or just masturbating -- maybe a mix of those. Don't stop till dawn looms on the horizon and your fingers are sticky.

Then ask, "Why am I so tired?" Cure: Find a friendly fuck, for LIT purposes anyway. Stay up all night composing smut. Think of insomnia as pre-payment for your many sins.
 
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Insomniac syndrome: Stay up all night web-surfing or playing digi-games or just masturbating -- maybe a mix of those. Don't stop till dawn looms on the horizon and your fingers are sticky.

Then ask, "Why am I so tired?" Cure: Find a friendly fuck, for LIT purposes anyway. Stay up all night composing smut. Think of insomnia as pre-payment for your many sins.

In my case I suspect it is repayment
 
At 3:00 in the morning, ralph gets up to the washroom. He starts reading in bed to try to get back to sleep. Soon he hears someone banging around in the kitchen , cooking. Now he can't sleep. After all, the only creatures that could be stirring are his cats, and they are both on the bed with him.

Who is in Ralph's kitchen?
 
since Dad is awake he gives his daughter's friend a ride to the store in the middle of the night to buy cigarettes. Does she confess her crush on him or just start fondling inside his thigh?
 
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since Dad is awake he gives his daughter's friend a ride to the store in the middle of the night to buy cigarettes. Does she confess her crush on him or just start fondling inside his thigh?

this could be a smoking fetish story?

Maybe Dad discovers that jerking off watching the gal smoke is the only way he can sleep?
 
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