Sex with Sleeping Lolitaby Daddy Vinnie 
The email beep on my phone didn’t wake me. It is 4:35 am, and I have been fitful all night, with a sense of foreboding. The news is bad. My jaw tenses and my head throbs. It would be a long night yet.
Making my way downstairs, I quietly turn the door handle and slip into the Master bedroom.  I close the door behind me but leave it unlocked. I would only be a few minutes.
The phone glows in the dark. I tap the sleeping Lolita, who lies next to the slumbering Hubs. She stirs when I approached the bed and holds out her arm to hug me. I show her the email. She sighs and pulls me to the bed, wrapping me in a compassionate hug. My tears are warm and silent.  And soon I hear her soft gentle breathing as she drifts back to sleep.
Sleep will not visit me so early this morning. As usual and despite my melancholy mood, lying next to Lolita arouses me. I spoon with her on the edge of the bed. As long as I am awake, I decide to venture just a touch. I slide her pajama bottoms down to her thighs, fumbling in the dark. Her thighs clamp a pillow tightly and all I can feel are the soft creamy thighs against my fingers. Coating them in saliva, I slide a finger between her thighs until I can feel her smooth mound. Her moans are soft, but she is still. I do not know if she is asleep or awake.
I wet my fingers in my mouth over and over. Soon, I can reach her mound through her silky thighs. My finger parts her flesh easily between her lips until I find her button, hard and engorged. She still doesn’t move, but now I suspect that she is awake, barely, and playing along with my fun.  I finally reach my goal and press the ball of my finger inside her vagina with ease. She is wet, sopping, almost dripping.  Again her soft moans do not betray whether she sleeps or is awake.  I curl my body against hers and nestle my aching cock against her slickened crack and thighs.
The unlocked door is only a fleeting thought in my mind.  Again, so close to my next goal, I will only be a minute. It can’t be more than 5:00 am, and the house lay still like midnight fog over the damp land. I grind myself against Lolita’s thighs, and then I feel it. The slickness was not from my saliva but precum from my throbbing cock. I will have her. My way. Now. It is no longer a question.
I only came into the room for a quick hug and cuddle. Now I will fuck her. This is our way, our passion. For Lo and I, not having sex is an exercise in futility, no matter what.
I scootch down to position myself and guide my cock against Lo’s thighs.  She holds her thighs tightly together but I am able to push between them enough to feel my cock press against her opening……but which one? In the dark, in that position, it is almost impossible to tell. I buck my hips gently but firmly, holding Lo’s hip to keep the bed from moving too much. She breathes gently with the occasional moan escaping from her lips. Finally, I feel her flesh give and my cock slips in, instantly warmed and surrounded by her wet flesh. But because of the position, I am not able to penetrate her deeply. Only the head of my cock enters her, in short quick thrusts.  And still I am unsure if I am inside Lo’s vagina or her ass.  For me, at this point, it doesn’t matter. She is mine to do with as I want. Her breathing and moans continue and she moves her hips toward me ever so slightly.
With the bad news from the night and general fatigue, and despite the internal throbbing within my loins, which results in a pool of precum, this is one night in which I feel as if I’d need a vigorous fucking in order to complete the act. But I don’t want to disturb either Lolita or the Hubs from their early morning sleep. I slip from the bed and return to my own to at least try to get a few hours of sleep.
Later in the day, as Lo and I cuddle on the couch, we talk about snuggling in the early morning. 
“I was quite excited when you moaned and moved your hips back toward my cock. That urged me on. That’s when I decided I was going to get my cock inside of you.”
“Yes…wait, what? I mean, I felt you touching me but then I fell back asleep. You fucked me?”
“Oh, you were quite the little moaner, though it was soft, and when I slipped inside of you, your hips pushed toward me.”
“I don’t remember any of that.  You actually got inside? I would have felt that.”
“Oh I got inside all right. And I wish I could have finished, but I didn’t want to wake up the Hubs. I still don’t know if I was in your vagina or ass though. There was enough precum for either.
“Mmm, so basically you were fucking me while I was asleep. You used my body and then left, and I don’t remember a thing.  Mmmm.  That’s hot.”
Before the hard passionate kiss, we stare at each other intently. We know that within minutes, we will tear each other’s clothes off yet again and fuck hard and fast and furiously as if that’s what makes the earth revolve around the sun.
In our world, we bring light and darkness to life. 

Sex with Sleeping Lolita
by Daddy Vinnie 

The email beep on my phone didn’t wake me. It is 4:35 am, and I have been fitful all night, with a sense of foreboding. The news is bad. My jaw tenses and my head throbs. It would be a long night yet.

Making my way downstairs, I quietly turn the door handle and slip into the Master bedroom.  I close the door behind me but leave it unlocked. I would only be a few minutes.

The phone glows in the dark. I tap the sleeping Lolita, who lies next to the slumbering Hubs. She stirs when I approached the bed and holds out her arm to hug me. I show her the email. She sighs and pulls me to the bed, wrapping me in a compassionate hug. My tears are warm and silent.  And soon I hear her soft gentle breathing as she drifts back to sleep.

Sleep will not visit me so early this morning. As usual and despite my melancholy mood, lying next to Lolita arouses me. I spoon with her on the edge of the bed. As long as I am awake, I decide to venture just a touch. I slide her pajama bottoms down to her thighs, fumbling in the dark. Her thighs clamp a pillow tightly and all I can feel are the soft creamy thighs against my fingers. Coating them in saliva, I slide a finger between her thighs until I can feel her smooth mound. Her moans are soft, but she is still. I do not know if she is asleep or awake.

I wet my fingers in my mouth over and over. Soon, I can reach her mound through her silky thighs. My finger parts her flesh easily between her lips until I find her button, hard and engorged. She still doesn’t move, but now I suspect that she is awake, barely, and playing along with my fun.  I finally reach my goal and press the ball of my finger inside her vagina with ease. She is wet, sopping, almost dripping.  Again her soft moans do not betray whether she sleeps or is awake.  I curl my body against hers and nestle my aching cock against her slickened crack and thighs.

The unlocked door is only a fleeting thought in my mind.  Again, so close to my next goal, I will only be a minute. It can’t be more than 5:00 am, and the house lay still like midnight fog over the damp land. I grind myself against Lolita’s thighs, and then I feel it. The slickness was not from my saliva but precum from my throbbing cock. I will have her. My way. Now. It is no longer a question.

I only came into the room for a quick hug and cuddle. Now I will fuck her. This is our way, our passion. For Lo and I, not having sex is an exercise in futility, no matter what.

I scootch down to position myself and guide my cock against Lo’s thighs.  She holds her thighs tightly together but I am able to push between them enough to feel my cock press against her opening……but which one? In the dark, in that position, it is almost impossible to tell. I buck my hips gently but firmly, holding Lo’s hip to keep the bed from moving too much. She breathes gently with the occasional moan escaping from her lips. Finally, I feel her flesh give and my cock slips in, instantly warmed and surrounded by her wet flesh. But because of the position, I am not able to penetrate her deeply. Only the head of my cock enters her, in short quick thrusts.  And still I am unsure if I am inside Lo’s vagina or her ass.  For me, at this point, it doesn’t matter. She is mine to do with as I want. Her breathing and moans continue and she moves her hips toward me ever so slightly.

With the bad news from the night and general fatigue, and despite the internal throbbing within my loins, which results in a pool of precum, this is one night in which I feel as if I’d need a vigorous fucking in order to complete the act. But I don’t want to disturb either Lolita or the Hubs from their early morning sleep. I slip from the bed and return to my own to at least try to get a few hours of sleep.

Later in the day, as Lo and I cuddle on the couch, we talk about snuggling in the early morning. 

“I was quite excited when you moaned and moved your hips back toward my cock. That urged me on. That’s when I decided I was going to get my cock inside of you.”

“Yes…wait, what? I mean, I felt you touching me but then I fell back asleep. You fucked me?”

“Oh, you were quite the little moaner, though it was soft, and when I slipped inside of you, your hips pushed toward me.”

“I don’t remember any of that.  You actually got inside? I would have felt that.”

“Oh I got inside all right. And I wish I could have finished, but I didn’t want to wake up the Hubs. I still don’t know if I was in your vagina or ass though. There was enough precum for either.

“Mmm, so basically you were fucking me while I was asleep. You used my body and then left, and I don’t remember a thing.  Mmmm.  That’s hot.”

Before the hard passionate kiss, we stare at each other intently. We know that within minutes, we will tear each other’s clothes off yet again and fuck hard and fast and furiously as if that’s what makes the earth revolve around the sun.

In our world, we bring light and darkness to life.