Insomnia: What happens when you can't sleep

by Donnee Patrese

  My friends and family were in the mood to drink party and bring in the New Year with style.

  I had other plans.

  I intended to have my own party.

  A late Christmas present was sprawled on my floor right next to the tree we neglected to take down in the den.

  She spread her legs and exposed her hot and wet pussy to my eyes. My mouth watered as I gazed at her. She was so wet her juices dampened my carpet and a pool of her luscious fluids was forming a small puddle.

  The glittery bright and colored lights played on her body and her soft ebony skin called to me. I leaned over her capturing a plum colored nipple into my mouth. She smelled like gingerbread sweet and spicy. She was ready to turn her body over to me and I wanted to begin the year right between her legs.

  My tongue trailed down her body and I at last found her wetness. I buried my head between her legs and savored her juices. I lapped at her devouring what I could. She moaned and squirmed underneath me.

  “Shhh..,” I warned wiping her juices from my chin. “Do you want to alert the whole party?”

  She smiled and giggled.

  “No baby, but you make me feel so good. I can’t help it.”

  I leaned up and kiss her on the mouth to silence her as I dipped three fingers into her drenched pussy.

  It was difficult for us, sneaking around behind people’s backs. We had to stay quiet. The secrets we held were far too devastating. It would hurt a lot of people. Just as difficult as it was to keep this from everyone, it was just as difficult for us to stay away from each other.

  The pressure and the guilt kept me awake at night.

  But when I couldn’t sleep I fantasized about the next time I would have her in my arms. She confessed she did the same. She would lie awake pleasuring herself to thoughts of her tongue tasting and licking my clit.

  I planned to give her the opportunity tonight.

  We switched places and I found myself on my back with my legs spread. Her tongue drew patterns on my clit. I held my hand over my mouth trying hard not to release the screams of pleasure that were surging through my body.

  She sucked and licked on my pussy for a few more minutes before sitting up. She placed her body on top of mine and we kissed again. She slowly grinded her sopping wet pussy against my thigh. Her knee was lodged against me and the friction brought forth an orgasm that flooded my body.

  I held my hand firmly against my mouth. The last thing I wanted to do was to bring the people from the party in here on us. It was too late. We heard a knock at the door.

  In a panic we fought to straighten our clothes. The door was locked and she sauntered over and opened it.

  My husband walked in looking confused.

  “Why are you too hiding out in here?”

  “We’re just catching up on some girl talk.” She answered her brother.

  I smiled up at him.

  “Yes, you guys are so noisy in there I was finding it hard to hear myself think let alone have a conversation.”

  He smiled.

  “You know how rowdy the guys get when there is a party going on!” He exclaimed.

  We all laughed.

  “Well,” he said walking over and kissing me on the lips. “Don’t stay in here too long gossiping. You are going to miss the countdown.”

  “We’ll be out soon.” I answered hoping that he didn’t taste pussy on my lips.

  He kissed his sister on the cheek and walked out of the room closing the door behind him.

  We smiled at each other and she walked back over to the couch. I grabbed her and pulled her into a kiss. I pulled away and dropped to my knees in front of her. I was grateful that she neglected to put her panties back on.

  I intended to welcome in the New Year with a mouth full of my sister-in-law’s pussy and that is exactly what I did.

  In dreams

  I couldn’t sleep.

  Listening to her whimper all night was driving me crazy.

  I was trying to focus on the same dream that I had been having every night.

  I loved the feeling I got when I closed my eyes. When I did, I would see the love of my life. Unfortunately, that is the only way I get to see her lately…in my dreams.

  It wasn’t long ago when she was mine and I had her all to myself. I could still feel the soft touch of her hand and the delicate way she ran her fingers through my hair.

  I missed the moments when we would sit quietly together early in the morning watching the sunrise bring us a new beginning and a new day.

  When it was just the two of us we never slept. We were so wrapped up in each other we barely ate. The sex was incredible and every time I dreamed, I would dream about the last time we made love.

  I remember it just like it was yesterday. I would take her hand and lead her into the bedroom in hopes of showing her how I really felt about her. We always ended up on the bed slowly undressing. Her pale skin was a nice contrast to my ebony complexion. She would lay kisses on my lips, my neck and down my chest. Her gentle fingers traveling down my body as her lips and tongue made a path leading to my aching and throbbing dick.

  It was electrifying when her lips finally wrapped around my shaft sending waves of pleasure through me. Her tongue caressed every vein that threatened to send me over the edge.

  I savored the pleasure as her juicy mouth drove me wild. I could feel the coolness of her saliva spill down my shaft and make a pool underneath my balls. I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to taste her and show her how much I loved her. I moved her off me and directed her to sit on my face.

  At that angle I would drive her crazy and not lose one drop of her pussy juices. I licked her feverously as she grinded her pussy on my mouth. My hands gripped her ass and I encouraged her to ride my tongue as I slipped it into her tight hole.

  I felt a shudder go through her body and I increased the pace and licked her clit madly. She cried out my name as she came spilling her juices all over my face. There was so much I could barely swallow it all.

  While she recovered from her orgasm I gently lifted her off me. I instructed her to put her ass in the air. I loved looking at her juicy pussy from this angle.

  I wasted no time entering her. I fucked her as hard as I could and her fingers curled around the sheets in a desperate attempt to hold on.

  Those were the good memories. The memories I would get only when I was sleeping. When I was awake my good memories were over shadowed by the bad times.

  I hated thinking about the day she walked out on me.

  I wanted to know where she was all day. She claimed she was with her mother, but how could I believe that. I needed her to tell me the truth. She was so beautiful, there had to be so many mean that wanted her. How could I believe her when she said she was not cheating.

  I blacked out and didn’t realize I had slammed her onto the ground and attempted to choke her. When I came back to myself I let her go. I apologized but she just walked out on me.

  She claimed that she loved me and I believed it.

  That lying BITCH!

  Yet, I couldn’t let her go. She meant so much to me.

  I lay in bed unable to sleep just thinking about those memories. I felt my hard cock pressing against my boxers. I reached down and released it stroking the shaft.

  It was hard for me to sleep knowing that I would never get the opportunity to touch her like that again. I tried to sleep so that I could see her in my dreams.

  The whimpering coming from the woman in the room was keeping me away from my love. It was keeping me awake and I desperately wanted to dream of her.

  I would see her eyes when I slept. Her eyes were always there staring at me unflinching boring holes through me. I couldn’t take her not wanting me anymore. My life revolved around her.

  She walked out on me and found a new man. She latched onto a new boyfriend. He was the one pleasing her. I was left out in the cold with only my dreams.

  I shook my head hoping that I could get rid of those thoughts.<
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  I could not fight the thoughts that plagued me. I tried to forget about the last time I saw her. I just wanted to remember the good times, yet those moments always haunted my reality.

  I yearned for sleep.

  My last memory of her was watching her walk through the front door, kicking her heels off and tossing her jacket. She headed for the kitchen. She didn’t see me standing in her hall. I followed her into the kitchen and when she saw me she jumped.

  “What the hell are you doing here?” She exclaimed edging for the phone.

  “Baby, I missed you.” I answered moving toward her.

  She continued to move away from me.

  “Charles, you know the police said you are not to come anywhere near me.”

  That made me angry.

  “Fuck the police. We belong together and no one can keep us apart.’

  I made a move toward her and she tried to run past the counter and out the door to the garage. I lunged for her grabbing a handful of her hair. She began to scream and I threw her to the ground. I climbed on top of her and she kicked and screamed.

  “Just stay still and I won’t hurt you.”

  She continued to scream and cry. It made me angry to see her acting this way toward me. She used to love me once. What happened to that?

  “Shut the fuck up!” I yelled at her.

  “Please don’t hurt me.” She pleaded.

  I didn’t want to hear what she had to say. How dare she ask for my mercy? She showed me no mercy when she walked out on me.

  It felt like my hands had a mind of their own when they wrapped around her neck. I squeezed and squeezed. She grasped at my hands scratching me and trying to pry my hands loose. I just continued to squeeze and make her suffer for all the pain she caused me.

  Eventually I was out of breath and she was no longer moving, no longer making any noise. I just sat staring at her. I reached up and caressed her hair.

  She was so beautiful.

  I lay in bed thinking about the good times. I needed to get to sleep so that I could see her again and be near her.

  I could still hear the whimpering resonating throughout the hotel room. It was driving me insane. I sat up in bed. The room was dark, but I could make out her shadow.

  She was huddled in the corner. I climbed out of the bed and slowly made my way over to her. Tears and snot stained her face. She sat whimpering through the duck tape that covered her lips.

  I leaned down and began to stroke her hair hoping to comfort her.

  “It’s okay. You can be my new girl.” I assured her continuing to stroke her hair.

  Open 24 Hours

  I do a lot of waiting and not a lot of sleeping. I’m a waitress and that is what I do.

  I wait.

  I wait on people. I wait for things to go right in my life and I wait for Mr. Right to show up.

  I wait on food to be ready, I wait to get paid and I wait for this place to get empty so I can be alone.

  Working the midnight shift at the diner can get frustrating at times. This was a 24 hour diner and the ideal would be to work all night and sleep all day in preparation. It never works out that way.

  I have two kids and when I am home the last thing that I do is sleep. I try. Don’t get me wrong, but it never happens.

  Without sleep you can do some very crazy things.

  Working late shift was not the only thing that bothered me sometimes. Working so late didn’t leave that much time to fuck.

  I was either at work or at home with my kids. I didn’t have time for a social life. I had not been with a man in almost a year and my vibrator has been my sole companion.

  Working at the diner at midnight is so boring at times. At about 3am there is practically no one in the place. On this particular night it was 3:30 am and no one was there except for me and the cook Jimmy.

  Jimmy was sweet and rather cute, but he was quite a bit younger than I was. I would catch him looking at me when I bent over and he made it very clear that he wanted to fuck me. I didn’t think that was a good idea. I didn’t want to have sex with someone that I worked with. I thought that would be very awkward.

  We occasionally joked around and flirted a little but that is as far as I thought it would go. I never thought anything would happen between us.

  Tonight the diner was very empty. Jimmy was leaning against the counter with his white apron on covered in food stains. He was staring at me, licking his lips and looking me up and down.

  I leaned against the counter sticking my ass out. The waitress uniform I was wearing was rather short and he could get a good glimpse of my long dark legs.

  I smiled.

  “What are you looking at?” I asked.

  He grinned folding his arms across his chest. He moved from the spot he had been occupying by the kitchen door.

  “I was just admiring your sexy ass.”

  He confessed playfully moving very close to me. After so long without sex I was in more than a playful mood. I wanted to get fucked no matter what and Jimmy would have to do for now. I was so horny I needed a release.

  I grabbed him by the collar and brought him down to my level. We kissed and I could tell he was just as much in need as I was. Our tongues played against each other’s and a fire was lit between us.

  He pulled back grabbing my hand. He hauled me into the kitchen. Inside we began to kiss again and he lifted me onto one of the stainless steel prep tables. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my fingers through his hair. He began to frantically undue the snap and zipper on his pants. I climbed off the counter and knelt down in front of him. I pulled down his pants exposing his boxers. I pulled those down as well and came face to face with his large hard dick.

  Just as I was about to get my first taste, we heard the bell from the front door ring. I jumped up and he frantically pulled up his boxers and his pants. I straightened my uniform and made my way back into the dining room upset that I was interrupted.

  When I entered I saw a ruggedly handsome man sitting at the counter reading the menu. He was a dark skinned black man with amazing features and a clean shaved bald head. He looked up when I approached and smiled showing perfect white teeth. Maybe it was all in my head, but it felt like he was staring at me intensely.

  “What can I get you?” I asked with pen and pad in hand.

  He looked me up and down and I could not mistake the desire in his eyes.

  “”What I want baby ain’t on the menu.”

  I was standing very close to him and he reached out running his fingers up my leg. Any other day I would have been shocked and upset but…my mind was someplace else.

  I guess the lack of sleep and sex was finally catching up to me because I let his fingers travel up my thighs and under my short uniform. His fingers made contact with my panties and I knew he could feel the wetness seeping through.

  I didn’t stop this stranger when he reached up and pulled down my panties. I didn’t stop home when he moved from the barstool and got on his knees in front of me. He pulled my panties down to my ankles and I stepped out of them.

  I was lost as his tongue licked my clit. I reached out grabbing the edge of the counter to steady myself. I felt a hand on my waist and shuddered. I felt the warmth of Jimmy’s mouth on my neck. I leaned into him and his hand found my breasts and squeezed. I moaned as the stranger continued to lick and eat my pussy.

  Without warning he stood grabbing my hand bringing me back around the counter and into the kitchen area. Jimmy followed. Once in the kitchen they quickly stripped off my uniform and laid my naked body on one of the cold prep tables. The cold did not affect me. I was hot and warm and waiting for their attention.

  The dark stranger opened my legs and licked his lips. His anticipation was as great as mine. He buried his head between them and proceeded to lick my inner thighs slowly tasting as much of me as he could.

  I dropped my head back and saw Jimmy standing next to me holding his large dick in his hands. I looked at him and he began to
stroke it. I opened my mouth enticing him.

  He, without hesitation, slid his dick into my mouth and began fucking my face. I could barely audibly moan as my mouth was full of his dick. I came up for air and noticed that this hung stranger was putting a condom over his large dick.

  For a second I wondered why he came so prepared. That thought was blocked by a massive dick trying to penetrate my tight hole. I gasped and he laughed. He could barely fit inside of me. He tried sliding it further and I could feel my hole stretching to accommodate.

  He pounded me hard and furious. Jimmy stroked his cock as he sucked and licked on my breasts.

  “Oh that feels so good.”

  My hands found Jimmy’s hair and I tugged it. He grabbed my hand and removed it from his hair. His lips found mine however and our tongues played with each other’s. I bounced with every thrust. He pulled his lips away from mine and replaced it with his throbbing dick. I sucked on him hard and strong making sure my tongue played with the head.

  Before long, I could feel the pressure of an orgasm filling up inside of me. I came moaning against his dick. My body tightened and I closed my eyes savoring the moment.

  The stranger didn’t stop. He continued to fuck me with a vengeance. There was sweat dripping down his face. I knew he was close.

  Jimmy beat him to the punch filling my mouth with his salty warm cum.

  He placed his hand on my head and shoved more of his dick in my mouth. Before I could completely swallow all his cum, the stranger came pounding me harder. Reveling in the passionate aftermath, they both laid kisses all over my body.

  My hunger was satisfied and my body was slowly coming back from the orgasmic rollercoaster I was riding.

  I looked over at the stranger and he was smiling at me. I sat up and jumped off the table. I grabbed my uniform off the floor and covered my naked body.

  I knew that this could have been a coincidence. Who was this stranger?

  “Who are you?” I asked.

  Jimmy smiled.

  “Babe, this is my friend David.” He answered.

  “I knew that on Monday nights the diner would be dead around this time. So, I invited David to come over and help me fuck this sexy waitress.”