Big Bang Theory - Zangen in Big Easy

Big Bang Theory-Zangen in the Big Easy

shaggy77

(fictional story about fictional characters)

(sequel to my story: The Big Bang Theory: The Nerds Invade the Big Easy)

Penny was excited. Zangen Pharmaceuticals had just announced that their annual convention was going to be held in New Orleans. She had, of course, taken a trip to the Big Easy once before when Leonard and the other nerds attended a comic book convention, and she had a wonderful time. Zangen had chosen New Orleans because they had just opened their new South Region manufacturing center in Hammond, which was just across Lake Pontchartrain. This year's convention was going to be a big deal for Zangen because they were going to announce the start of the campaign for their new pain relieving gel-patch.

They planned to snatch the market from Salonpas with their newer, bigger patch. Salonpas offered a four by six inch patch, and Zangen had increased the size to five by seven inches; with the same four per-cent Lidocaine (the most allowed without a prescription). But their huge improvement was adding an air-activated warming gel to the Lidocaine; and their price was comparable. After their success with the Erectile Dysfunction drug, Bernadette and Penny had been in charge of the advertising campaign and both assumed they were in for a substantial raise once the product hit the shelves. The only thing cooling her excitement was that she knew her husband wouldn't be able to accompany her to Louisiana.

The convention was the same week Leonard and Sheldon had been selected by CalTech to speak at a conference at UC Berkeley. Howard would already be in Houston to explain to future International Space Station astronauts how to repair the zero-gravity waste elimination system (space toilet) he had designed...just in case something went wrong. As was the case on the last trip, Penny's desire to stay at one of the historical hotels on Bourbon Street had been thwarted when, Zangen booked everyone rooms at the Hyatt Regency. Zangen was a pharmaceutical company: they had more money than God. It was convenient for them because the convention was to be held in Hyatt's huge conference room.

When she told Leonard, he was as disappointed as she was. "I'm glad we got to take that tour of the cemeteries and everything last time, but I still regret I couldn't take that voodoo tour with you. Maybe you could take Bernadette; although she might be even more skeptical than Sheldon, given her Catholic background," he suggested.

"Yeah...she's about as Catholic as I am Muslim," Penny answered, "they didn't even get married in a church."

"Well, just to show you that I know how to treat a very successful lady," Leonard told her, "the weekend before you go I'm taking my VIP; that's Very Important Penny; to the fanciest restaurant in town. I don't want you to think Zangen appreciates you more than I do...and I want to make sure you come back. I don't want you meeting some tall handsome Southern gent and staying there."

"You don't have to worry about that," she cooed seductively, "this drug pusher is all yours."

Of course, Penny blabbed about Leonard's plan to Bernadette and as soon as Howard found out; he begged to piggy-back on the idea. Leonard made a reservation at Shiro for four and urged Penny to dress accordingly for a five-star establishment. He pulled out all the stops and rented a tuxedo for the evening.

When he saw Penny emerge from the bathroom, his lower jaw fell open. She was dressed in a floor-length shimmering, strapless black gown with a slit up the front that seemed to go all the way to her crotch; revealing the entire length of her incredible long legs when she walked. The dress had no shoulders and was held up by nothing more than her marvelous breasts, which were mostly on display. "Holy crap," he mumbled as she walked toward him.

"Holy crap is right," she echoed, "I half expected a star-fleet commander's suit."

"Bond...James Bond," he deepened his voice, trying to be debonair.

"You are so sexy," she told him.

"Oh my God...right back at ya," he exclaimed. "Do we really have to go to dinner...I would be content just to stay here and look at you all night."

"I think Howard and Bernadette would be really pissed if we didn't show up...and then I'd have to hear about it all the way to New Orleans," she answered.

He took her hand and as they headed for the door, he confessed: "I still can't believe I'm married to you."

Dinner with Howard and Bernadette went well; despite Howard haranguing Leonard for not telling him he was wearing a tux. All eyes in the restaurant were on the Hofstadter's, and it wasn't because Leonard was wearing his tuxedo. Whenever Penny crossed her long legs, her delectable thigh was exposed all the way to her cheek. When they arrived home, Leonard made a flourish of removing his jacket like a cape and flinging it over the back of his computer chair. "The evening is not over, my dear," he said in his deepest voice, "I have selected a film in keeping with your destination." He led her over to the sofa and assisted her sitting down in her tight dress; noticing that he could see nearly all the way up her thighs.

Putting a DVD in the machine, he showed her the cover: Live and Let Die. "A classic James Bond film based in New Orleans and delving into the subject of voodoo," he informed her. He retrieved a bucket from the refrigerator; that he had strategically placed there earlier; which contained a bottle of champagne. Carrying it and two glasses over to the coffee table, he made a show of easily popping the cork and pouring the glasses full.

"Well James," she went along with the theme, "are you trying to get me drunk."

"I don't think that will be necessary," he stated and leaned in to kiss her plump lips. Sitting next to her and staring into her eyes, he told her: "you have the most amazing eyes...they're like sparkling emeralds. Did you know only two per-cent of the population has green eyes."

As the movie played on the screen, she responded: "I am so happy I married you." They watched the movie and at one point Penny remarked: "that guy Baron reminds me of the tour guide from the last time I was in New Orleans...Antoine."

"Yeah, that's Geoffrey Holder; he used to be the 7UP guy...the Uncola," Leonard told her, "his voice reminds me of Darth Vader."

She joked: "I knew we couldn't get through the night without a Star Wars reference."

"Completely unintentional," he chuckled as he filled her glass.

By this time she had kicked off her shoes and propped her legs up on the coffee table, allowing the sides of the dress to fall toward the floor and exposing her incredible legs. Leonard also discarded his recently shined shoes and began to run his hands up and down her smooth thighs, triggering her to spread them. The slit went all the way to her crotch and as his fingers grazed her bald mound and his fingertips became wet; since it was obvious that her wobbling breasts were unencumbered; he asked: "totally commando?"

"Always for you, Mr. Bond," she whispered as he continued to stroke her silky thighs.

"James," he instructed her, and leaned in to nibble on her graceful neck and earlobe; knowing it drove her crazy with desire. He reached up and tugged the top of her tight dress down over her twin mounds until they popped out above the fabric. Her breasts were magnificent: perfectly round 36C with large elliptical areola surrounding gumdrop-sized nipples which were completely erect. While kneading her right fleshy mound, Leonard sucked and nibbled on her left nipple; trapping it between his teeth and pulling it out, only to let it snap back against her amazing tit. Penny loved having her tits played with and her ass writhed against the sofa as Leonard attacked them.

He slid down off the couch and kneeled between her wonderous legs, running his hands up and down their silky flesh. Leonard loved the way her smooth skin felt beneath his hands as he caressed her thighs. Penny lifted her ass off the cushion as he shoved her shimmering dress further up until it was mostly bunched around her waist. Spreading her legs and inviting his attention, she watched as Leonard leaned into the V of her crotch and inhaled her scent. It was intoxicating for him and leaning in closer, he gently licked the sides of her mound; first one side and then the other. Gradually, without even being touched, her inner labia began to protrude from her slit, and spread out.

Leonard thought it resembled a flower's petals unfurling as it blossomed. Using his thumbs, he separated Penny's plump lips; spreading her slit open and exposing her vivid pink inner flesh. Every time he did this, he had to just sit back for a minute and marvel at the sight...even her vagina was beautiful. Her ass was squirming now and he slipped his tongue up into her hole, slurping at her leaking juices. "Mmmm," he savored her taste as his tongue scooped her nectar and his nose tickled her clit.

"Oh God, Leonard," she moaned (forgetting all about the James Bond scenario), "you are sooo good at that."

"Feel free to brag to your friends," he mumbled.

"Like Hell I will," she gasped as his tongue scraped her g-spot. Her fluids were drooling out of her hole and Leonard used his tongue to clean her mound, lapping all the way down to her puckered sphincter. Easily sliding his two index fingers up inside her pussy, Leonard flicked his tongue against her engorged clit and then trapped it between his teeth. Gently grinding it and sliding his fingers in and out of her hole; his face was suddenly flooded with her juices and her body stiffened, before going limp. Licking all he could, and then wiping his face with his shirt sleeve, Leonard sat back and smiled at the sight of his satiated wife seeming to melt into the sofa.

After a minute of recovery, Penny stood and very deliberately wiggled and shoved her tight sheath down and off her fantastic body. "My God, you're beautiful," Leonard praised her as she stood there completely naked. Standing up, he put his arms around her and pressed his lips against hers. After seven Mississippi's, they broke their kiss and Penny began to untie his bowtie.

"How did you ever learn to tie one of these," she inquired.

"Oh it was a requirement in the Roommate Agreement," he told her, "for when Sheldon won a Nobel."

"What a wackadoodle," she commented while unbuttoning his shirt. "Cufflinks are soo sexy," she added. When she had pulled his shirt and undershirt off, Penny sat on the couch in front of him and unbuckled and unzipped his trousers. Hooking her fingers under the waistbands of both his pants and boxers, Penny tugged them down his legs and was smacked in the chin by his long, fat penis. Penny loved Leonard's dick; she thought it was the perfect size for her: just long enough to reach her womb, and just fat enough to stretch her pussy. Grasping his meat in her hand, she licked at the drop of pre-cum on his crown before wrapping her lips around it.

Looking down, he watched as her blond head moved forward and back; her lips sliding up and down his hard meat. Little by little she sucked him into the back of her mouth and then down her skilled throat. He knew she took pride in her exceptional blow-job skills and he just had to praise her: "you are so good at that." He ran his fingers through her golden tresses, fucking her mouth and watching his scrotum slap against her chin. Her face was absolutely angelic, but there was nothing angelic about what she was doing. He didn't want to force her, so he released her head and slid his hands down to capture her wobbling breasts. They were so soft and warm that he closed his eyes and just enjoyed their touch.

He felt Penny back up and let him slide from her mouth; opened his eyes and saw that she had left a lipstick ring around the base of his dick. "That's so sexy," he thought.

Sitting on the edge of the sofa, Penny lay back and spread her wonderful legs as wide as she could. Looking him in the eyes with her most seductive stare, and getting back in character, she cooed: "fuck me James...fuck me." As the theme song of the film blared from the TV, Leonard kneeled, grasped his tool in his hand, nudged it against her plump mound and pushed forward. Slowly he watched her moist slit part and her fleshy labia grip his crown. When he was about half way inside her, he shoved forward and buried his prick in her warm velvety tunnel. Penny's nude body quivered as he ground against her and she moaned: "yesss...fuck me baby...fuck me."

He held his position, totally buried in her tight pussy, because he knew they both wanted to savor the moment. The very first penetration was always the best; one to be cherished. Putting her hands behind his head and pulling him to her, Penny whispered: "oh God I love your cock," and then flattened her lips against his as their groins smashed against each other. Not bothering to count the Mississippi's, when their kiss broke Leonard slowly withdrew, inch by inch before, just as slowly, pushing back inside. Her pussy was so hot and wet, it was like having his dick surrounded by warm pudding. After a few slow, deliberate strokes, Leonard gradually increased his speed; his prick now coated with her white froth.

Soon he was slamming his hard-on into her wet hole, and Penny fell back against the comfortable sofa. Her marvelous breasts flattened out against her chest and flopped with his rhythm. As his cock thrust in and out of her hole, Penny squealed: "oh God yessss...fuck me baby...fuck me...stretch my cunt." The only sounds in the apartment were the squishy sounds emanating from her cunt, and Leonard's balls slapping against her firm ass. Her bouncing tits were like magnets, and Leonard reached up with both hands and began to knead and squeeze her soft mounds. Leaning in, her sucked on her fat nipples, grinding them between his teeth.

Penny wrapped her legs around his waist, trapping him against her and that gave him an idea. Wrapping his arms around her, he struggled to his feet, with her still impaled on his rod. Awkwardly, he kicked a sofa cushion onto the floor and then carefully lowered his bride onto it so that her perfect ass was on top. She didn't have to say anything; the surprised look on her face said it all: she couldn't believe the athletic move he had just performed. Penny released her legs and spread them wide. A huge grin crossed Leonard's face as he stared down at the most magnificent nude body he had ever seen, her golden hair spread out on the carpet.

Still inside her, Leonard propped himself up on his arms and started to ram his hard dick down into her juicy hole. The pillow elevated her groin just enough so that every inch of his shaft was penetrating her. "Fuck my cunt baby...fuck me with that big fat cock," she moaned. He began to fuck her so hard, it was like he was trying to drill her into the floor; and Penny loved it. Leonard ran his hands up and down her sides, enjoying her soft smooth skin as his shaft slid in and out of her pussy. "Yesss baby...yesss," she groaned as he fucked her. Grinding his groin against hers and pinching her swollen clit between them, Leonard felt Penny's vaginal muscles spasm.

Her body stiffened and shuddered and she screeched: "yesss...yesss." Her orgasm triggered his and Penny felt the familiar sensation of her tunnel being flooded with his warm semen. "Yesss...cum in me baby...fill me with your seed...fill my cunt." Leonard began to thrust into her and pump his load as far up her pussy as he could. He would never tell Penny, but at times like this he liked to imagine they were making a baby. She could feel him squirting against her womb, and it felt incredible. "Fuck me...fuck me baby...fuck your little Penny." The harder he pushed against her, the tighter he pinched her clit, making her body shiver and twitch.

"Holy crap I love being fucked by you," she gasped when she finally relaxed and lay back against the rug.

He rolled off her incredible body, letting his prick slip out of her slit, and quickly tied his bow-tie around his neck; so that the only things he had on were that and his socks. "Well of course," he joked, "what woman wouldn't want to do it with James Bond."

Laughing at his ridiculous attire, Penny answered: "that's true; but only one woman is climbing on that ride."

When they said good-bye at the TSA gate early Monday morning, Leonard had such a sad look on his face that Penny wondered if he actually believed there was a chance she might not come back. The convention didn't begin until Tuesday afternoon, but Bernadette and Penny decided to fly into New Orleans on Monday morning so they could get in some sightseeing. Penny was anxious to show Bernadette the famous cemeteries and hopefully arrange a voodoo tour with Antoine. Bernadette told her: "oh that stuff is a lot of hooey."

Penny responded with: "oh I don't think there is any supernatural power there; but it is an actual religion and I think the ceremonies are really interesting." The truth was, on her last trip Penny remembered the cemetery setting and all the drums and pomp; but her recollection of the actual ceremony was a virtual blank. She was hoping to remember more this time. As soon as the taxi dropped them off at the Regency, Penny started looking around for Antoine. When one of the bellhops picked up their luggage at the Reception Desk, she discretely asked: "I'm looking for someone who worked here a couple years ago. He ran a tour business on the side...Antoine."

"Oh sure...Antoine. Yeah he doesn't work here anymore, but I know where you can find him." He picked up a brochure from the Desk and handed it to her. There was Antoine's unmistakable smiling face in the driver's window of a long limousine and the pamphlet read: Antoine's Transportation Service and Authentic Historical Tours. "Yeah, some Transportation Service," the bellhop chided, "he has one limo and one van...but I'm sure he'd be glad to have your business. He's a nice guy."

When Penny got to her room; they had decided that since Zangen was paying, they would have separate rooms; she called the number on the brochure. When a deep, melodious voice answered, she knew it was Antoine himself. "Hi Antoine...my name is Penny and I took one of your tours a couple years ago. I know you don't remember me but...."

Before she could continue, he cut her off: "Penny...tall, beautiful blond with those sparkling green eyes...of course I remember you. Are you back in town?" He remembered her all right; she may have been the most beautiful tourist he had ever given a tour to...a private tour, at that."

Surprised that he would remember her, she was glad that he couldn't see her because she was certain she was blushing. "Yes, I'm here for the Zangen Pharmaceutical convention. I got your brochure at the Regency. I brought a friend with me and we were wondering if you were giving any tours...hopefully today. It's so great that you started your own business."

"Thank you...thank you. Yes it is good, but business had been quite slow. I can give you the basic tourist tour of the cemetery and some of the crypts, but unfortunately there are no public ceremonies scheduled for tonight. However, if you're interested, my sect is having a private ceremony tonight and we would love for you and your friend to join us...it would be like old times." He actually had his fingers crossed, hoping she would agree.

"Oh Antoine, that would be so great; and I'm sure Bernadette will be thrilled," Penny acknowledged.

If she had been able to see him, she would have seen the huge grin on his face. He remembered Penny well; and he had just confirmed that her friend was another female. "I'll pick you up in front of the Regency at 7:00 tonight; and this time you'll be riding in style." Penny laughed when she recalled his old beat-up Cadillac, the last time.