(Fictional story about fictional characters)
Leonard was puttering around in the kitchen making microwave popcorn, dressed in his favorite Star Wars flannel pajamas. The University of Nebraska was playing a prime-time football game against Michigan State and he had promised his wife Penny that they would watch it together. He couldn't care less about football, but wanted to reciprocate for all the science-fiction movies she had generously watched with him. She had grown up near Omaha and her whole family had always rooted for Nebraska. He had just settled back on the sofa with the popcorn bowl nestled in his lap when Penny came strolling out of the bedroom, walking in front of him. They were married and he had, of course, seen her in all her naked glory on a regular basis; but even he had to catch his breath as she sat down on the couch beside him and tucked her marvelous legs up under her in the yoga lotus pose. She was dressed in her red Cornhuskers jersey, exposing every inch of her long legs as it ended just below the swell of her perfectly round cheeks. He loved her legs.
Her wonderful breasts had noticeably wobbled inside her shirt when she passed in front of him and he couldn't help wonder if she was totally commando. Even with her blond hair up in a bun, she was the sexiest woman he had ever seen and every day he reminded himself that he was the luckiest man in the universe. He had brought her an iced tea and they watched the first half; her intently, him casually.
Leonard was commenting on how frequently the Nebraska linebackers were rushing the Spartans quarterback, and she glanced sideways and smiled. "Listen to my little football expert," she beamed; leaning over to kiss his cheek, "you should be on TV." She knew he had recruited Sheldon to tutor him and help him understand football just to please her, and she loved him for it. Any time you had to endure the conceited Sheldon's lectures, it was remarkable. Sheldon had grown up in Texas, where the four most important things in the world were football, God, guns and barbecue...in that order. Even though the obnoxious scientist had no interest in sports, he had an eidetic memory and was an expert on strategy.
Nebraska built up a considerable lead in the first half and Penny's interest in the game itself waned as the halftime show began. Instead of showing the band and cheerleaders, it consisted of mainly commercials and the announcers recapping what they had already watched. "I hate halftime," she admitted, "it's only good if you need to pee." She threw a couple pillows on the living room floor and slipped off the sofa to lay on her stomach, her long shapely legs stretched out behind her. When she crossed her arms on top of the pillows and propped her chin between her forearms, it exposed the entire bottom half of her delectable cheeks and Leonard was quick to notice.
"What an ass," he thought, a grin coming to his face. He still couldn't see any cloth, but her thongs usually rode up and disappeared in her crack. As the second half began, Penny became more aroused. Large, sweaty athletes had that effect on her, triggered by an incident in her past...one which she could never confess to Leonard. Her ankles came uncrossed and she intermittently began to spread her slender legs. The more restless she became, the higher her jersey rode up, until it was up above her remarkable ass cheeks. Now the mystery was solved, she was totally commando and when she spread them wider, Leonard could see her bare slit.
She kept opening and closing her legs, flashing her pussy, almost as if she were teasing him and his erection was at full staff. He never suspected that she was watching his reflection in the TV screen, and smiling as her actions gained the reactions she was hoping for. With her legs spread so wide that her slit began to open slightly, she casually commented, "good game, huh."
His delayed response made her grin: "huh...oh yeah...good game." He wasn't even sure they were still watching the game; he hadn't been for several minutes. Even after her comment, he still couldn't take his eyes off the juncture of her incredible legs. Her labia had fascinated him since the first time he was lucky enough to see them. When she was calm and relaxed, they were virtually invisible; tucked up inside her slit. But when she became aroused, they gradually began to protrude and spread out until the flaps of skin resembled the wings of a butterfly. That butterfly was now beginning to spread it's wings. Peeking over her shoulder, she chuckled when she saw his jaw actually drop open and loudly declared: "ha...caught ya looking."
His face turned dark red and Leonard's hands covered his lap, attempting to conceal his evident erection. In a reference to his Star Wars pj's, Penny coyly asked, "what's the matter my little Ewok...do you see something more interesting than the game?" While talking, she rolled over on her back, spread her legs as wide as they would go and effortlessly pulled her jersey off over her head, throwing it at her husband. Totally nude with her legs splayed shamelessly wide, she was every man's dreams come true and Leonard was no exception. Once again he was awestruck at how pink the flesh inside her opening was. Sliding one of the pillows under her soft cheeks so that her pelvis was tilted upward, she inquired: "well?"
After a few seconds, "I...I...you take my breath away," and he furiously tore off his flannel jammys and kneeled between her wide-spread legs.
"You say the sweetest things," she answered, watching him crawl toward her. When his fat nine inch prick flopped against her leg, she added, "I guess you really do like what you see." She had never told him, but she considered his penis to be the perfect size for her. Of course, she had experienced larger; much larger; and they had been nice, but Leonard's was just big enough to stretch her tunnel and long enough to feel amazing sliding in and out. Plus she was in love with him, and making love was much more fulfilling than plain sex.
Penny's breasts were a marvel of nature: a full 36 C and very firm, with elliptical pink areola topped by gumdrop sized nipples. Laying on her back, they flattened out on the sides of her chest like water balloons and Leonard grasped them with both hands, squeezing and kneading them like rising bread dough. "You are absolutely perfect," he whispered as he rolled her gumdrops between his fingers. Leaning forward he kissed the space between her tits and continued kissing his way down to her belly button, where he swirled his tongue and resumed kissing his way down her tummy. Sliding his hands down to her thighs, he caressed her soft, smooth skin, gently sucked her left lip into his mouth as he carefully began to chew on it like a sweet piece of taffy.
"Holy crap Leonard," Penny gasped as her cheeks pressed back against the pillow. He released her labia and swiftly latched on to the right flap. She began to roughly squeeze her own breasts as he pulled her labia out with his teeth and watched it snap back when he released it. Her arousal was dripping down between her ass cheeks when Leonard used his thumbs to spread her lips farther apart and started to lick her slit from bottom to top. Once again he was amazed at how vividly pink the flesh inside her hole was...almost a neon brightness. Using his tongue as a scoop, he literally drank her fluids as he probed her hole. Flicking his tongue in and out of her pussy, he tickled her engorged clit with his nose, making her body tremble. Sensing she was on the edge of orgasm, Leonard inserted both forefingers up into her cunt as he sucked her clit into his mouth and gently ground it between his teeth.
