Big Bang Theory Merry Christmas

Big Bang Theory-Merry Christmas

shaggy77

(Fictional story about fictional characters)

Sometimes it takes a third party to notice, and to point out, things that should be obvious. On the Monday after Thanksgiving, Penny's father Wyatt was driving her to Omaha Eppley Airfield to catch her American Airlines flight back to Los Angeles. The only reason she had been able to come home for a visit was that when her circle of nerd friends had been discussing their holiday plans, she had casually mentioned that with her finances, she had not been able to go home for about two years. About a week later, Leonard had presented her with an envelope containing her "early Christmas gift." It had contained a round-trip voucher for her to fly to Nebraska. When she had refused his generous gift, he had scoffed and told her: "nonsense...we're friends...that's what friends do. We were once more than friends, and seeing the look on your face makes it all worth while. I guess people are right when they say the true joy is in giving."

She had not told her parents about the ticket because she didn't want them to know how bad her finances really were. As she and her father were chatting on the drive, he had asked: "what's going on with that friend of yours...Leonard?"

"What do you mean," she wondered, "he's just a friend."

"Well while you were here you must've mentioned his name about eighty times," Wyatt told her.

"Oh really," she was surprised because she hadn't realized she talked about him that much, "oh well I guess it's 'cause we're neighbors...you know...we see each other nearly every day. That's all," she nonchalantly explained, but his comment sparked her own curiosity that she was still pondering on the return flight. She fondly remembered when she and Leonard had been dating; but also recalled the crestfallen expression on his face when she had called off the relationship because he was growing too serious. He had let slip that he loved her; and with her fear of committment, that was his downfall...he cared for her too much.

The more she pondered the situation, the more she realized that Leonard Hofstadter was the best thing that had ever happened to her. No matter how many times she shot him down, he was still always there for her. Sharing his food nearly every single night, loaning her his car and rent money whenever she needed it; rent money that she couldn't even remember paying back. He was her knight-in-shining-armor and never asked for anything in return. "How could I have been so blind," she asked herself; chuckling, while remembering how he had attempted to retrieve her TV from her hulky ex-boyfriend and returned without his pants.

By the time they were descending into LAX, Penny had made a life-altering decision, and had no reservations about it: she was going to give Leonard the Christmas gift of saying, "I love you." Now she just had to come up with a clever plan on the execution. She knew that his family had never celebrated Christmas, and that Sheldon's meemaw had requested he come home to Texas for the holiday because she missed him. Howard was Jewish so would be home with his mother, and Raj was Indian and didn't celebrate Christmas. "That's what I'll do," she told herself, "as soon as Sheldon is gone, I'll convince Leonard to get, at least, a tabletop tree that we can decorate together and watch holiday movies on Christmas Eve. Then I'll give him his gift."

Timing is everything: good or bad. The week after Thanksgiving, Penny's cell phone rang just after getting home from the Cheescake Factory and an unknown number showed. Thinking it might be an acting call, she answered it and heard a voice say: "hi Penny...it's me Bawwy." After a long pause from Penny, he continued: "Kwipke."

Stunned, she finally answered: "yeah I know you Barry...I'm just trying to imagine why you're callig me. How did you get my number?"

"I got it fwom Coopah. I toad him I was getting Weonard a Chwismas gift and wanted to talk to you to make suah you didn't get him the same thing. Foah a genius, he suah is a sap."

"Ok, that explains that, but why are you really calling me," she asked.

Her phone beeped with an incoming text and he responded: "do you wemembah this magazine?"

He had sent her a picture of a magazine called "Blacked," and on the cover there was a naked blond girl bent forward at the waist about to be impaled from behind by a huge black dick. All the air left her lungs and she plopped down on the sofa; confused and angry. She remembered the magazine. It wasn't her on the cover, but her pictures were inside. She had regretfully done a photo shoot for the magazine when she had run out of money her first year in Pasadena. She had tried to block it from her memory, but now the shame was back.

"Wet me wefwesh youah memowey," she heard his voice as another picture popped up on her phone. This one was of her. She was on her knees naked and holding one big black dick in one hand while another was poised an inch from her mouth. The photo shoot had not been explicit; no actual penetration; but was incredibly suggestive and embarassing for her. She had handled their cocks and they had caressed her breasts in the photos. One picture showed their black hands on her pale thighs with her slit slightly parted.

"Where did you get that," she gasped, still in shock and trying to catch her breath.

"At a bookstoah in Wos Angewes," he told her, "I wike to shop awound. Now...you wouldn't wike Hofstadtah, or betteh yet Wowowitz to see this would you?"

She skipped a breath at the thought of Leonard seeing the pictures; and it would probably be even worse if Howard saw them. "All right...what do you want," she asked, her voice wavering as she felt tears coming.

"One night with me and a fwiend...no wimitations," he proposed.

Penny, once again was stunned; not so much by the sleazy request, but by the fact that he actually had a friend. She knew he had her over the proverbial barrel and her shoulders sagged as she agreed: "one night and you swear on your life that no one will ever see those pictures." She wanted it to be on a night that she was off, and that Leonard already had plans. The previous night he had informed her that he wouldn't be able to have dinner with the gang that Thursday because he was going to pull an "all-nighter" at the university setting up a new laser. Wanting to get it over with; like a trip to the dentist; she suggested: "how about Thursday?"

"Pewfect," he agreed, "I'll text you my addwess...weah something sexy...not that you'ah need cwothes."

Hanging up, Penny decided not to cry...she was more mad than sad. Mad at Kripke, and mad at herself for making such a regrettable career move back then.

Penny had known for a few years that she was an exhibitionist at heart and that was evident by the preparations she carefully undertook the night before her encounter with the slimy Kripke. Drawing herself a steamy bubble bath, using her favorite jasmine scent, she thoroughly shaved every area of her body that required it, making sure her mound was especially smooth. Even though it was only Kripke...she wanted to look perfect. Washing her golden blond hair with her new favorite shampoo; green apple; she toyed with the idea of using curlers to give her hair some bounce, then decided against it. Men seemed to like her hair just as it was: long and blond.

Thursday afternoon she decided to wear her skimpiest black lace bra and panties combo. The black contrasted perfectly with her hair, and was so flimsy as to be nearly transparent. Her dark pink nipples were clearly visible through the lacy material and the tiny thong left only her actual slit to imagination. Looking in the full length mirror on the back of her bathroom door, she was more than pleased. "I don't know what he and his friend have in mind for me, but maybe just this look will get them off," she hoped. She didn't want to wear anything that was going to be too difficult to remove, so she wore one of her trusty little-black-dresses...this one with half-sleeves.

The last thing she did before leaving her apartment was pour a splash of orange-juice into a giant Slurpee cup and then add nearly a full pint of vodka. It might be the only thing that would relax her around Kripke, and she planned on drinking it when she parked at his apartment. He lived in an apartment complex and Penny had to stifle a giggle when he opened his door dressed in a scarlet red satin robe (it had to be satin because she knew Barry would never spring for a silk one). He looked like the old pictures of Hugh Hefner at the Playboy mansion. Ushering her into his apartment, Penny could almost feel his eyes traveling up and down her body, assessing her curves. "Wewcome," he graciously waved his arm, "you look wavishing...and by the way I hope you'we weady to be wavished."

His living room was pretty non-descript except for one thing: a pretty high-end video camera mounted on a tripod aimed at the sofa. It looked like the professional type cameras Penny had seen used at her audition video shoots. Right away she was pissed. "Now wait a minute Kripke, I came here to prevent Leonard seeing those magazine pictures. There is no way in Hell that I am going to let you video this."

"Welax...welax," he tried to calm her, "I may be sleazy, but you can ask anyone who knows me: I am a man of my word, and I pwomise you this is just foah my own personnah enjoyment. No othah human being wiw evah see the video...I sweah. You should feeah pwoud...I usuawe don't go to this much twoubah for my dates. I even showead, just fow you. "

Already feeling tipsy from the pint of vodka on an empty stomach, Penny let her better judgement be overruled, and replied: "OK, but if this ever gets out I will crush your balls like walnuts." Looking around the room, she asked: "so where's your friend."

"Oh he'ow be awong soon...I wanted some awone time with you." Stepping over to the couch, he stated: "wet's get this show on the woad." With that, he flicked the camera "on" and dropped the robe revealing he was completely naked, and sat on the sofa. Penny's first impression was that he had absolutely no muscle tone. His legs were straight up and down with no hint of muscles in his calves. His skin was pasty white with an unhealthy appearance. Between his legs, his penis was not totally a disappointment...it was about seven inches long and slightly fatter than a hot dog. She was sure it would present no problem; no matter what he had in mind.

"Why don't you dwop that dwess and kneeoh between my wegs," he suggested. Penny had worn five inch heels to accentuate her marvelous legs and when she went to kick them off, Kripke instructed her: "no...weave them on...they'ah sexy." Penny wriggled out of her dress, leaving her clad in only her black underwear and Kripke shouted: "aww wight...now that's a fwicking body. Get down heah...you know what I want." Indeed she did as she kneeled between his legs and grasped his erection in her hand. Without the alcohol she probably would have gagged, knowing it was the sleazy Kripke she was about to suck. Trying to put herself on auto-pilot, and do what she had done a hundred times before, Penny opened her mouth and lowered her head into his lap, engulfing his prick.

Closing her eyes and pretending it was anyone else, she started to suck his cock while fondling his scrotum. Grateful that he had showered, Penny just let all the years of practice take over as her throat muscles attempted to milk his tool. She had considered herself the "blow job queen of Lincoln High" and Kripke seemed to be agreeing with her as he mumbled: "ohhh that's good. I bet Hofstadtah has nevah gotten this fah..the chump." Hearing him denigrate her "little Ewok" pissed Penny off and she intentionally bite down on his rod a little too hard. "Ohhh hoey shit," he exclaimed, "sowwy...sowwy...I guess you weawee do have a soft spot foah him."

As her talented lips worked their magic on his dick, Kripke leaned forward, unclasped her bra and let it slide down her arms. "Wets see what you got up top," he remarked as he reached under her and grasped her magnificent breasts. "Not bad," he whistled, "they could stand to be a wittow warger."

Momentarily withdrawing her mouth, Penny indignantly told him: "I've never had any complaints. They've gotten me a lot of free drinks."

"Weww, most of my girlfwends have huge bweasts," he told her, "but with what I'm paying them, they can affowad to buy warger ones." As her lips once again surrounded his prick, Barry stopped kneading her tits and grasped the sides of her head; his fingers tangling in her golden locks. He began to fuck her face, driving his prick down the back of her throat as her tongue licked the underside. "Get weady," he advised her and then not three seconds later, he erupted in her mouth. As Penny was swallowing; and trying not to remind herself that this was Kripke; he pulled out of her mouth and sprayed her face and tits.

She was pissed, but knew this was all part of his sick agreement; so she just closed her eyes to avoid splashes and endured. "You'ah a weal twoopeah," he commented when he was finished, "I know some bwoads find that degwading...but I wuv it." There were a couple towels thrown over the back of the couch and he handed her one. "You see...I am considewat...I had these aww weady for you." Her blood had been pumping at a rising rate and all the alcohol was now in her system. Penny wan't sure she could even walk straight as she stood up and wiped her chest and face.

"And now something foah youah pweasure," he told her and pulled somethinig to the middle of the room that was covered with a sheet. "Ta da," he crowed as he pulled the sheet aside and uncovered a Sybian machine. She had seen these advertised and always wondered what they would feel like. It consisted of a base that resembled a horse-saddle; and where the saddle-horn would usually be located, there was a place for various attachments. The attachments would vibrate, and even thrust as they mimicked the movements of a penis. She watched as Barry attached a rather large dildo to the Sybian and told her: "it's the biggest one they have...about eight inches and thick. I spayad no expense foah you."

"All my girlfwiends wuv it," he told her, smiling. "Now wet's get those panties off so I can see that pussy." Wobbly as she shucked her thong, he grabbed it from her and announced: "I'll be keeping this." Staring at her mound, he told her: "I was hoping it would be bawd..I wike 'em smooth." He retrieved the largest bottle of body lubricant Penny had ever seen and proceeded to coat the fake penis. Holding the remote control in his hand, he confirmed: "I'll be contwowwing the pwobe. Go ahead...cwimb on. Don't wowwy, it's a bwand new attachment...stwaight fwom the box."

Being a farm girl, Penny was no stranger to climbing on saddles and she swung her leg over the side of the base. Straddling the saddle, she raised up enough so that the long dildo was directly under her mound. Imagining what the long shaft would feel like inside her, Penny was becoming increasingly horny as she nudged the tip of the dildo against her fleshy lips. Kripke turned the vibration function on "Low" and it began to stimulate Penny's slit. Lowering her naked body, she could feel the shaft pushing it's way between her lips and penetrating her hole. "Oooo," she exclaimed as she slowly sat down on the saddle and the long shaft penetrated her pussy.

It was just a bit smaller than Leonard's cock, but the vibrating function made up for the discrepency as she impaled herself and sat on the base. Penny loved having a cock inside her; although she much preferred the real thing; and she moaned: "oooo that's not half bad." Kripke smiled his creepy smile and turned up the rheostat so that the shaft began to vibrate more roughly. He also turned on the "thrust" function and immediately Penny was being fucked by the flexible shaft. Grinning, Penny groaned: "ohhh yeah...that's amazing...turn it up...turn it up all the way." Kripke did as she requested and the dildo began to vibrate so fast that it made her breasts jiggle.

Kripke grabbed the camera off the tripod and captured some amazing close-ups of her pussy squeezing the Sybian's dildo."Holy crap on a cracker," she gasped as the fake penis flopped around inside her, "I gotta get one of these things." Penny threw her head back and the only sound that came out of her mouth was a long, "ahhhhh." Barry could tell she was having an orgasm by the way her knees gripped the Sybian base and she reached up to maul her own tits.

When she slumped down against the machine, he turned it off and commented: "that's gweat...now you'ah aww wet foah when I fuck you." She had nearly forgotten about that unsettling eventuality when he added: "I think it's time we wetiwed to the bedwoom, or as I call it: Bawwy's Pawace of Pweasure." Reluctantly climbing off the Sybian and letting the shaft slip out of her hole, Penny followed him into a spacious bedroom. The center of the room was dominated by what had to be a King-size bed covered with a burgundy colored satin sheet. Attached to the four corners were long nylon straps with Velcro fasteners at the ends. As if reading her mind, Barry told her: "I know they'ah not necessawy, but they wiww add to my fantasy when I watch the video."

Another thing that stood out was that his walls were covered with dozens of framed prints of various anime fantasy women and superheroines, all scantily clad and possessing huge breasts. It was as if he had gone on a spending spree and purchased every print in Stuart's comic book store. Also, there was a huge, probably sixty-inch flat screen mounted on the wall at the foot of his bed. Penny cringed wondering what had been watched on that TV.

Then she noticed another expensive looking camera mounted on another tripod at the foot of the bed. Giving him a look, he responded: "I know peopoe in the ponoe industwy and they wecommended these camewas. Hop up and wet's get you stwapped down." He gently attached the restraints to her wrists and ankles, making sure there was a little slack, until she was secured, spread eagle to his bed. Standing back to admire his conquest, Barry remarked: "magnificent...you weaweay are beautiful." He accessed a remote control of the camera on a phone app and zoomed in on her wide spread crotch. The resolution of the camera was so precise that you could see the faint stubble of her pubic hair that she had just shaved.

Next he surprised her by producing a bottle of baby oil, squirting it on his palms and beginning to massage it into her skin. Not just on her breasts and her mound, but all over her body. "I wuv the way youah skin gwistens on camewa...vewy sexy," he explained. Penny just closed her eyes and enjoyed the massage, pretending it was Leonard caressing her naked body. He was very through in his massage, including her hands and feet. Lingering on her perfect breasts, he muttered: "a shame they'ah not warger...but vewy nice...so soft...I could get used to them." Cupping her prominent mound, he let his slippery middle finger delve between her wet folds and just barely penetrate her pussy.

Penny was actually enjoying the way his hands felt caressing her naked body and just wished he would stop talking so she could pretend he was Leonard taking control. When he stopped, she could feel him mounting the bed and crawling up between her wide-spread legs. Opening her eyes, she could see he held a small bowl of grapes and a satin encased pillow. Explaining, he told her: "noahmawy I don't caah foah fwuit...I get all the fwuit I need fwum gummy beahs...but I have a feeling I'waa enjoy this." He shoved the pillow under her firm ass to elevate it and leaning into her crotch, one by one he inserted ten grapes up into her wet pussy. The cold grapes felt amazingly erotic inside her and Penny suppressed a moan.