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TITLE: The Recall Ramifications
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 1 of 1
FANDOM: The Big Bang Theory
SHIP: Sheldon / Penny
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: Season 3 Episode 8
UNIVERSE: As per cannon.
SYNOPSIS: SPOILER ALERT: SEASON 3 Episode 8. Sheldon finds that his flawless memory is a greater gift than he could ever have suspected.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Big Bang Theory. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to their creators. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies.
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Sheldon waited until Penny fell asleep and then tucked the comforter around her chin before heading back to his apartment. He decided that he liked Penny better when she was asleep, she didn’t talk as much and a quiet Penny was kind of angelic. He caught a yawn on the back of his hand, Leonard and the guys would only be back in the morning and the quiet apartment and the stressful evening were taking its toll. “How can that girl not have the engine checked when the ‘Check Engine’ light was on? It was right there on the dashboard.” He muttered with a shake of his head. He hovered in front of his laptop wondering if he were in a frame of mind to continue the work Penny’s little emergency had interrupted. In, the end, he decided to call it a night and shut off the computer before he headed to the bathroom to shower.
He settled under the covers of his bed and switched off the lamp before pulling them up to his chin and meticulously making sure the edge was straight. He stared up at the ceiling, hidden by the dark and then closed his eyes as he prepared to sleep. After a few moments, his eyes snapped open and he sat up abruptly. “Hmmmmmm.” He commented to the empty room as he settled back down by degrees. “That’s interesting.” Sheldon noted as he felt a flutter in his stomach and the sudden erection he had developed throb against his belly as it started to subside. He closed his eyes again and groaned as his erection returned to full strength. He opened his eyes again and waited for his erection to subside. He experimented with the phenomenon for several minutes to study his reaction to the image that popped into his head the moment he closed his eyes. He wriggled slightly in an attempt to get comfortable as his erection made his pajama bottoms feel tight and the material feel itchy against his skin.
With, Leonard’s smitten crush on their new neighbor, he had grudgingly allowed Penny into their social circle, but she had never been more than one of the guys, until now. “Could this be why most guys are so interested in seeing woman naked? It certainly explained the proliferation of naked photos of woman and porn on the internet.” he concluded as he closed his eyes and the perfect memory of Penny’s naked body came to life behind his eyelids. The shower curtain he’d found her in hadn’t covered quite as much as she’d thought, but he had, as the circumstances demanded of the hero, peeked when he had helped her get dressed. And, a peek had been enough for him to have captured every detail.
She hadn’t quite managed to dry herself off, so her smooth, tanned skin glistened with water droplets. Penny was all voluptuous, feminine curves, from the twin valleys formed by her narrow waist falling to the swell of her hips; the gentler curves of her well-defined, trim, flat belly; the shapely contours of her legs to the firm globes of her ass and breasts. He had a tactile memory of her warm, smooth breasts as well, hot and just over flowing his hand, firm and resilient. Her nipple was a slightly rougher texture against his palm, hard from the cool air and water. They were also dark, dusky pink, plump and thick, a little shorter, but the same diameter as the first joint on his thumb and sat atop slightly darker, puffy areola about the size of a silver dollar. Her breasts had shifted in his hands as she drew in a surprised breath, her skin sliding against his. He’d thought nothing of it at the time, but now as he examined the memory in hindsight, the sensation had been quite interesting.
Sheldon thought about getting up and doing something about his throbbing erection as it tapped against his belly to the rhythm of his beating heart, but it was neither Friday night, nor did he need another shower. The sensation really wasn’t that bad as he continued to curiously examine the memory of Penny. “Were her eyes always so big and clear or her lips so full, its cupid’s bow so defined?” he wondered and the tattoo still puzzled him. Despite what she said he was sure it was the symbol for soup, but its position led him to contemplate the flawless curves of her ass and smooth thighs. It also occurred to him that he hadn’t seen any tan lines either. He grinned and then let out a satisfied sigh. He’d finally figured out what all the fuss was about as far a Penny was concerned. She was in fact a really good example of female perfection, at least on a purely physical level. He had to admit that Leonard was a lucky guy and he could now better understand some of the things he’d heard coming from his roommate’s bedroom since he had finally started dating Penny,
His satisfaction was enough to get him to relax and although his erection wouldn’t completely subside, it did so enough for him to be comfortable enough to start to fall asleep, even with the provocative images of Penny still painted behind his eyelids. So, he was understandably a little confused as a warm hand on his shoulder gently shook him awake and he blinked to find Penny standing next to his bed. “What are you doing in my room? You know no one is supposed to be in my room.” He queried sharply as he sat up and turned on his bedside lamp before rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His question was a reflex and before she could answer he changed it as he remembered the ordeal she’d been through that night and the heartfelt request she had made of him to be less himself. There was a social convention he needed to follow. “Are you okay? Can I help you with anything?” he asked out of concern, his tone softening.
“No thanks, Sweetie. My shoulder’s feeling much better.” She replied with a smile. He couldn’t help notice her skimpy ‘Hello Kitty’ top and matching shorts, but at the same time he also flashed on what they covered. Sheldon drew his leg up to raise the covers and hide his rapidly growing erection. He was vague on most human interactions that weren’t absolutely necessary for day to day life, but he knew enough to know that her noticing his erection would be embarrassing for them both and mortifying for him. “So, why are you here?” he wondered as he moved his leg when she sat down on the side of his bed.
“I just wanted to say thank you for everything you’ve done for me tonight.” She answered and leaned over. Her breath was hot and it tickled a little as he turned his head to accept her kiss on his cheek. Penny was deceptively quick as her hand cradled his face and her lips found his instead. His eyes widened even as he noted that her lips were warm, soft and tasted of cherries. They widened even further when the pressure of her lips increased and then her tongue was none too gently probing between his lips. He was slack-jawed with surprise and he put up no resistance as her tongue slid into his mouth while her hand on his cheek tilted his head to lock his lips with hers.
Sheldon wasn’t exactly kissing her back, but his shock robbed him of the co-ordination to stop her. He groaned, his lips vibrating against hers as she crawled onto the bed and onto him. His dick throbbed where it was trapped between them as she rested her weight on him and the soft, waft of vanilla that always surround her intensified with her closeness. Her tongue explored his mouth and his fenced with it almost out of self-defence as she ground and flattened her breasts against his chest. It felt kind of nice, nice enough that he wasn’t even disgusted that she was swapping saliva with him. It felt better and better, but it was also wrong, she was Leonard’s girlfriend, he knew that. He finally managed to bring up his hands and place them on her shoulders to push her away. “What… What are you doing?” he asked hoarsely after swallowing hard, still tasting and feeling her on his lips.
“I’m just saying thank you, Sheldon.” She stated with a matter-of-factness that made him blink with the disconnect between the simplicity of her statement and the intimacy of her actions. Although her lips were no longer pressed to his, Penny was slowly rocking her hips to grind along his now fully erect penis, the heat radiating from her seeping through the material that separated them. She started to lean forward and he locked his arms to keep her at bay. He could still taste her lips and his skin had a strange tingling heat to it he hadn’t felt before. It was like having a fever, but not. He hoped he wasn’t getting sick. He licked his lips and swallowed to wet his suddenly dry throat as she pressed against his hands, her full lips edging closer.
“Penny? Please… I’m confused. I do not understand what’s happening here.” He appealed to her honestly and she relaxed back, an amused smile curving her lips as more of her weight rested on his throbbing hard on. “I suppose you wouldn’t.” she whispered, more to herself than him as he dropped his hands. She casually reached down grasped the hem of her top and then, just as casually, yanked it off over her head and dropped it to the floor. She took his unresisting hands and cupped them to her breasts. “You remember these don’t you?” she asked as she flexed her hands on his so that they fondled her firm globes. “Of course I do. I have perfect recall.” He reminded her with exasperation at her question even as her hands dropped away and he continued to caress and fondle her breasts. It took him a few moments to realise what he was doing before he yanked his hands away as if scalded.
“Penny, you have to leave. I believe that this is highly inappropriate. I know I have a very tenuous grip on social conventions, but you are Leonard’s girlfriend and I am sure he would not approve. Bros before hoes, I believe is the convention…” He stated, deliberately gripping the edge of the covers, because despite his words he really enjoyed the feel of her warm, firm, but pliant and resilient flesh under his hands and he wanted to continue touching them. “Not that you’re a hoe or that Leonard is my brother. I never really got that saying. He continued, flustered as her eyebrow rose. “Leonard wasn’t here when I needed him, you were or I’d be thanking him. And, you didn’t seem to mind when you were helping me get dressed.” She countered, tilting her head with a challenging attitude, her golden blonde tresses tumbling down over the soft curve of her tanned shoulder.
“That was in the line of duty.” He rallied, having to control his voice as she slowly started rocking her hips again to rub herself along his hard length as it strained against his pyjama bottoms, the covers and her warm weight. “Maybe you’re right.” She admitted and climbed off him and the bed to stand next to it and he was barely able to stifle his groan of disappointment as the pressure and friction she had been applying disappeared. He swallowed hard and shifted to ease the tingling near-ache of his throbbing erection. He was shocked to realise, that despite his protests he really, really wanted her to continue what she was doing as it had stirred a truly intriguing catalogue of reactions in him.
“And, maybe, for once, you’re not.” She mused with a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she rather deliberately, reached for and undid the bow at the front of her shorts and then hooked her thumbs under the waistband and with a sensuous little shimmy pushed them off her hips and let them fall to the floor. Sheldon felt his jaw drop and his eyes widen again as he stared at Penny, now once again naked in front of him for the second time that day. “Penny…” he found himself whispering, almost whimpering her name in shock and fear as his dick lurched and he became very aware of an animal need he had not really experienced before.
She tugged lightly and he let go of the covers, allowing her to pull them away. He swallowed hard as his eyes were drawn away from her face to her hand as it hovered over the twitching tent in his pyjamas. He drew in a sharp breath as her hand lowered and then with slow, dexterity worked its way into his fly to wrap around his throbbing manhood. Sheldon groaned, his muscles tensing and relaxing and his fingers clutching at the bedclothes as the sensation of the first hand other than his own to explore his length washed through him. “You’ve been holding out on me, Sheldon.” She accused him softly.
“What?” he squeaked, not understanding her meaning while trying to process the wonderful feel of her hand. She chuckled softly, smokily without answering as she fished his erection out of his pyjamas. “I mean this, Sheldon. You have a really nice cock. It’s bigger than Leonard’s and let me tell you: He ain’t average either, and it’s thicker too.” She noted as he watched her fist slowly skim up and then down his dick as if verifying her statement. “Oh.” He responded, not sure he wanted to know how Leonard measured up to him in that department, but also pleased with the compliment. Her touch also seemed to have robbed him of access to his vocabulary.
She explored him lightly, her fingers dancing along his skin to leave tingling, zinging trails along his skin and then she had her fist around him again. The friction sent surges of delight radiating into his belly and snaking up his spine. Her hand continued to traverse his length, her pressure varying a little as she added a twist to her wrist that made his nuts jerk. He felt pressure build and then rise along his length to expel a large dollop of clear lubrication which Penny promptly collected along with the one that followed to spread it over his skin.
His hips started to undulate on their own to drive himself up into her fist as it slid up and down him. He watched in fascination as Penny leaned over, her hair falling down around her face in a cascading, blonde waterfall. He didn’t realize her intent until he felt the new sensation of her hot breath on the head of his pulsing phallus. “Penny, no! You mustn’t. That’s… That’s… Unsanitary.” He tried to stop her, reaching for her, but he froze as her mouth enveloped him in liquid heat. “Oh my!” he exclaimed as she took more of him into her mouth and then sucked. His hands shook above her head for a moment before he lowered them and again took hold of two handfuls of bedclothes while the tips of his toes scraped along the covers as they curled.
He had thought that her hand had felt good, but her mouth was simply incredible and he watched in amazement as she swept her hair to the side and out of her face, his protests completely forgotten. Her lips were greased silk as they stretched, sealed around and slid along his shaft, slowly traversing his length. Her tongue was a slithering, swirling caress and his hips jerked uncontrollably each time her cheeks hollowed and she slowly bobbed her head taking more of him in slow increments. Her hand and mouth worked in unison to work his length with a slow steady rhythm that arched electric joy into his groin to disperse and spider out to his extremities.
His fingers clenched and twisted at the sheet as he felt the urge to reach for her head, to sweep the hair that had fallen back across her face away so that he could see the source of his building delight. She did it for him and then drew back to nurse at his tingling helmeted dickhead. Her hand continued to flex around the base of his cock and then went lower to cup and lightly fondle his balls. Sheldon actually flinched when his over-sensitized dickhead caught and became wedged into the entrance to her throat. He waited for her to back off, but instead the pressure increase. He sucked in a sharp breath as she swallowed and changed the angle of her head to take him into the tight confines of her throat.
His eyes widened as with a little gurgling noise she swallowed again and then once more, her throat a rippling around and squeezing his length as she buried her nose in his pubes. “Oh my God!” he exclaimed unconsciously using the same words that he’d heard coming from Leonard’s room in response to the powerful torrent of sensation of her throat, lips and tongue stimulated him all at the same time. The small of his back tensed and his ass clenched as the electric charges of his building orgasm spread out and played delicious havoc along his nerves. His breathing picked up and the heat on his skin was only slightly tempered by the droplets of perspiration that popped out on it.
A hot breath steamed from her nostrils to ruffle his pubes and tickled the skin underneath before her lips slowly slid back up along his length. His hips jerked as she relaxed her lips and sucked in a breath around his dickhead before lightly nursing on it again. He was panting and his nuts were churning as his dick twitched against her fingers. The air felt cool after the heated furnace of her mouth. He wanted to say something, needed to say something, but for the first time in his life words failed him. She repeated the process again, taking him into her throat without the pause before bobbing her head to caress his entire length with the heated silk of her throat and lips. He couldn’t stop the satisfied groans that fell from his lips or the slow thrust of his hips that synced with the bobbing of her head. His balls tightened with each stroke and he could feel the pressure steadily building in them.
Penny lifted her lips off him, just moments before that pressure built to the point of eruption and the dim light glinted off a thin string of spittle that continued to connect them for a moment before it broke. He watched as she licked her lips, almost mesmerized by the slow circuit of her tongue, now that he knew what it was capable of. “Definitely not unsanitary.” she noted and he found himself nodding before he could stop himself. “You didn’t come. I’m both impressed and a little insulted. The first time I did that to Leonard, he shot so hard it almost came out of my nose. But, it does mean I can get right back to the thanking without any delay.” She continued, her hand squeezing his dick.
“There’s more!” his mind screamed in incredulous misbelief as she climbed back onto the bed to straddle his hips he knew what that was as he realized there was absolutely nothing between them. He could feel heat radiating from her as she hovered above him, a hand on the base of his dick steadying it and a warm hand on his shoulder balancing her. “Penny… Penny… Penny!” he repeated in quick succession, his voice getting higher and higher as her sex first brushed across his tip, then slowly enveloped him as she sank down on him. His hands released the sheet he’d been clutching and transferred their grasp to her hips, nit sure if he wanted to stop her or pull her down onto him as the hot, slick grip of her snug channel engulfed him inch by slow deliciously torturous inch.
He was wide-eyed and he couldn’t catch his breath. His heart was trying to pound its way out of his chest and his skin was on fire and he had never felt better as she squirmed and settled on his thighs with a satisfied sigh. He fleetingly wondered if he might be having a coronary, but he decided it just wouldn’t feel that good. He was staring at her, he knew he was staring at her, but he just couldn’t do anything else. The feel of her on him was indescribable and his mind was simply stuck exclusively on the task of processing the new, wonderful sensation. For the first time in his life that he would admit, his intellect was of no help to him. Argument, hypothesis, theories, stratagems, they simply couldn’t encompass the scope of what Penny was doing or his reactions.
“Sheldon, Sweetie, are you alright?” she asked with concern coloring her voice. He blinked when she touched his cheek. His dick pulsed against the confines of her buttery, snug sheath and it seemed to contract on response. “Sheldon?” she asked again and he blinked slowly. “Yes… Yes I believe I am. I think I'm going to like coitus.“ He finally replied, a smile curving his lips. Penny smiled back. “Oh Honey, you ain’t seen nothing yet.” She promised and he didn’t even find the need to correct her grammar. She took his hands and guided them around behind her and molded them around her ass cheeks. She flexed her fingers over his so that he squeezed her firm flesh as she slowly rose and then relaxed as she slid back down. He groaned with delight at the friction and pleasure it caused.
Penny took her hands away and when he squeezed her ass on his own she again rose and dropped when his fingers relaxed. It took him a few repetitions to realize that she was giving him control of her range of motion. She put her hands back on his shoulders to give herself a little extra leverage as he encouraged her to rise higher. They set up a slow, steady rhythm, with her rising almost the full length of his shaft. He vaguely remembered her saying something about once participating in junior rodeo and he deduced that she must have been really good at it as she rocked and circled her hips to add new and wondrous dimensions to the sensation she created.
Sheldon knew he wasn’t a very co-ordinated person, it was one of the few limitations he acknowledged in himself, but he started to thrust up into her and relax his hands in perfect unison to drive upward as she slid down as his mind stepped aside for the needs of his body. Surges of electric delight arched into him in crackling bolts as they collided, the slap of flesh added to the sound of heavy breaths, grunts, groans and the creak of bed springs as she rode him. Above and beyond the added stimulation, he absolutely loved the little cry the maneuver drew from her and he repeated it again and again and again.
He wished he’d taken the time to at least remove his pajamas top. He was actually sweating with the exertion and the material clung uncomfortably to his skin, besides he really wanted to feel more of her skin against his. She curled her arms around his neck and pulled his head to the vanilla perfumed valley of her cleavage. He let his tongue flick out and he tasted salt on her skin. The pressure in his balls was mounting quickly as they started to pump and grind more than bounce and pound. He was breathing hard through his nose, unwilling to relinquish the gumdrop nipple she had guided his lips to. The texture and taste intrigued him as did her reaction when he suckled, nipped or lapped at it; the way her breast shuddered against his lips as she drew in a sharp breath and moaned his name.
Sheldon closed his eyes and simply reveled in the feel, taste, scent and sound of her as the tension grew in him. One of her hands massaged his scalp while the other drew wild, intricate patterns across his back and shoulders. He finally had to lift his lips from her breast as he panted for air and just could not seem to find enough of it. His heart was beating a mile a minute, his blood pounded in his ears, he was sweaty and he couldn’t catch his breath. He felt like he was dying and at the same time he had never, ever felt better in his life. The tension in his groin and testicles continued to build, the pleasure growing exponentially as they rocked, rolled, ground and humped together.
The need to release the pent up energy that pleasure create warred with the desire to hold it in check and continue to experience it. The battle spilled out into his nerves and muscles and he felt his newfound co-ordination start to slip as muscles misfired and his body misinterpreted his commands. That fight finally started to taint the pleasure with pain as he strained to hold on, his body shivering as he tried to control his now unruly nervous system and musculature. “Let go. Just let go, Sheldon.” A very enticing voice whispered in his ear and it took her repeating it and him blinking to realize it was Penny's. Her words affected his body before they completely registered on his consciousness as his ass clenched and he thrust up into her one last time.
“Penny!” he cried out as he erupted and sat bolt upright in his bed. Sheldon’s body shook as his dick pulsed and expelled several more spurts of his seed to turn his pajamas bottoms into a sticky mess. “Penny... Penny?” he repeated her name, looking around in the darkness in panting confusion. His chest heaved and his heart still hammered at his ribs. His pajamas were damp with perspiration and clung to him uncomfortably. He could feel his semen thick, hot and copious on his belly while his penis still twitched against the material that confined it.
It was all a dream, he realized with shock, still peering around his dark room, somehow hoping to find his beautiful, blonde neighbor was somehow, inexplicably hiding in the shadows. “It was all a dream.” He whispered into the darkness, needing to confirm it out loud. He sighed and working at calming his breathing and his heart rate, switched his bedside lamp on before throwing aside the covers to strip off his soiled and sticky bottoms and clean himself up with some tissues. He wanted to take off his damp top as well, but Sheldon Cooper didn’t sleep naked and he couldn’t replace his Friday Night Pajamas with anything else.
He settled back into his bed, taking a while to get comfortable. His skin still felt prickly and he was still a little shaken and freaked out by the vividness and content of his dream. He’d have to avoid Penny for a few days he decided, he just didn’t know how he would react around her with his dream experience so fresh. He stared up at the ceiling and concentrated on slowing his breathing. He waited for his pulse to drop and lethargy to set in before closing his eyes.
A moment later they snapped back open. “Oh darn.” He cussed softly with a groan. It appears there were unforeseen ramifications to his perfect recall. Not only did he have the perfect image of Penny naked from earlier in the evening, he also had perfect recall of the dream he’d just had and his penis manfully stirred in response. “I could just never close my eyes again or…” he mused, before he laced his fingers behind his back and shut his eyes with a smile of smug anticipation curling up his lips.
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