A/N: I don't own any of The Big Bang Theory characters and I am not making any money from writing this.
Please forgive any minor spelling or grammar mistakes, English is not my native language.
Amy and Bernadette exchanged a grin as they entered the, scanning sexy, expensive dresses hanging from the shelves with their eyes. Many women had been looking at the new articles of clothing and coming in and out of the cabines with multiple idoms in their hands, and most of them were looking at the petite blonde and the brunette as they had no idea what such women were doing there. The duo didn't mind though.
They both sighed as they stepped inside one of the changing cabines in the very corner of the store. It was just big enough, slightly dark but with enough light to see all the... important things, and smelled strongly of a women's perfume. Bernadette pulled Amy into a kiss, both shivering at the close contact as their bodies felt flushed. Any gasped as Bernadette pulled away, and Bernadette licked her lips.
"I was here tomorrow", she sighed. "I already have a few dresses in mind." She leaned in closer and lowered her voice. "Wait for me here."
"Maybe I should select some", Amy suggested shyly, still lingering with sensations from Bernadette's kiss. The look in Bernadette's eyes spured her on.
"Believe me, I know what he likes", Bernadette assured Amy in a husky tone, making her shiver. She leaned over, provoking a moan from Amy, and gripped her ass as she pressed the corner of her lips against the brunette's ear. "You will drive him crazy", Bernarette was whispering, mind floating with obscene images, "and he will fuck you so hard that it is going to be mind blowing." She said the last part with such a certainity that Amy immediately creamed her pussy, shuddering as she moaned Bernadette's name.
Amy started undressung slowly. She unbuttoned her cardigan, slid it off her torso, savoring the feeling of wool run down her arms, then removed her sweater, inhaling the scent of a fabric softener, slowly unbuttoned her skirt and slit it down her slightly shaking legs, imagining what Bernadette reaction would be, trying to remember that look of lust in her eyes. She turned around and took a moment to observe herself in a near by mirror, standing there just in bra and panties. She smiled upon noticing a small wet spot on her underwear.
She jumped aside as Bernadette entered the cabine, and they exchanged a smile. Amy put the bag on the near by counter, then pull put the blue cashmere dress out of it. She helped Amy put it on, brushing her fingers delightfully down Amy's sides. Amy turned around as Bernadette watched her.
"You look great", Bernadette admitted, making her blush. "But I think that I know the one that would suit your even better."
She walked over to the counter while Amy started undressing herselfrl. "You are beautiful just the way you are", she assured her, and Amy felt something warm up in her chest. "But there is nothing wrong with sredine more... provocatively at times." She pulled out a black leather dress Abd showed it to Amy. Both woman chuckled. "It adds to the atmosphere", Bernadette explained, making Amy gulp. A jolt went down Bernadette's pussy as she approached the brunette and helped her find the right position.
Amy stepped inside the dress, feeling herself ache with anticipation. Bernadette helped her pull the dress up and she zipped it, her eyes glued to Amy's skin, sight of her ass making her mouth feel watery.
"Turn around", Bernadette said, taking a step back. Amy did so, looking both shy and eager in a way. Bernadette took in the sight of Amy, feeling herself shiver. Amy looked incredibly hot: that beautiful blue dress fit her so well, ending just above her knees, her clevage fitting so well in the sight. She was reminded once again how great Amy's legs actually were, how long and smooth, and how well her perky petite breasts fit her.
"And?", Amy asked in whisper.
"Amy, you look... great."
"Thank you", Amy said, smiling shyly and blushing. Bernadette walked over to her, still studying Amy's exquisite form. She leaned over and placed a kiss on Amy's lips. Amy shuddered, remembering what she and Bernadette did in that hotel room. Both women sighed. Bernadette locked eyes with Amy, giving her a coy smile. "But I think I know one that would fit you even better", she said seductively, making Amy shudder.
"Really?"
"Really", Bernadette whispered, then leaned over and kissed Amy again, gently biting her lower lip, making dampness seep between Amy's legs. "Turned around", Bernadette pleaded more than ordered.
Amy did so, and Bernadette pulled the zipper down, the mere sight of Amy's bare back and black bra straps setting her insides on fire. She slid the dress down to Amy's ankles, fondling her ass slightly in process, eliciting a moan from her.
"You look so hot", Bernadette hissed, walking over to Amy, this time in a much faster pace. Amy could barely think of what to say once Bernadette's lips pressed against hers. Bernadette pushed her tongue down Amy's throat and put her hands at the sides of Amy's neck, gripping at the skin. Amy moaned against Bernadette's lips as her own tongue fought for dominance. They were both incredibly aroused, renewed feelings bringing him close to the brink. Bernadette pushed her finger up Amy's dress, stroking her wetness through her panties. Amy gasped, the sound of that making Bernadette shiver. She quickly pulled Amy's panties down and leaned against her, slamming her into a near by wall. Both women moaned as their make out session continued. Amy's hand moved down to undo Bernadette's skirt, that quickly fell down to her ankles. Bernadette stepped out of it and intensied the kiss. Amy felt her pussy heat up, having spotted that Bernadette wasn't wearing any panties. She was wet too. That naughty girl. She moved to sit on a near by desk while Bernadette trailed her kisses down her neck... breasts... dress... to her pussy. As her body tingled with sensations at the first kiss, she slid her hand down over Bernadette's hand to pin between her legs, her tongue aching for he friend's wetness.
Amy started licking Bernadette's cunt while Bernadette's tongue kept lapping against Amy's pussy. Her other hand went up to groop Amy's breasts through the dress, feeling of round soft flesh against the smooth leather material making her pussy feel like pin and needles. Amy's nose brushed against Bernadette's clit as her tongue slipped inside, licking Bernadette's walls. Bernadette groaned against Amy's folds as her own tongue continued exploring Amy inside and out.
Amy came, sensations making her body writh as her cum splashed against Bernadette's tongue and mouth, her clit pulsing at the tension. She twirled her tongue sharply around Bernadette's G-spot as she cried out her name, playing a warm kiss on her folds. That was too much for Bernadette and she came too, still grooping at Amy's breasts as pleasure ripped through every single muscle in her body, her pussy creaming on Amy's mouth.
Both women stood up and began kissing passionately, licking the each other's faces clean of cum, passion still tingling through their bodies while their groins remained coated with wetness. Eventually, they pulled away, sighing in relief, breathing heavily at the smell of sex that had filled the cabin.
"I think we have found the right one", Bernadette concluded.
"You bet."
#
Tonight was the night, Amy thought as she walked over to the front door of Howard and Bernadette's house. She had spent days, sometimes with Bernadette and sometimes alone, learning how to walk in high heels, trying out the dress, and so on. The mere thinking of that event was enough to send that same thrill she had felt the night before rush through her body.
Mhoward was wearing his dickey and tight pants, as usual, and seemed genuinely surprised to see her there. "Hi, Amy."
"Hi, Howard", Amy replied, trying to sound casual and indifferent while her insides were lingering with spasms. "I have to speak to Bernadette."
Howard frowned. "Uhm... she had to work late", he explained, smiling politely before a look of confusion appeared on his face. "Hasn't she told you?"
Amy frowned, saying silent for some time, then shrugged. "I guess she forgot." Howard stepped aside and politely pointed for her to step inside, although he had no idea how long would she be staring. It was kinda cold outside though. Amy walked inside, her coat still on, and Howarf closed the door behind. "But it is really important. Do you have any idea when she will be back?"
"Maybe in a few hours. Wait..." "Her phone is turned off, she does that sometimes when she is busy. And she has taken the car so..."
Howard stopped talking as soon as he had seen Amy take her coat off. His heart skipped a beat at the sight: he almost gasped as his eyes widened, his mouth suddenly turning dry and his palms sweating. Amy looked... different. So very different. He had never seen her wearing anything like that before, and it was incredible, unbelievable, to see her dressed like that all of the sudden: low-cut black leather dress, red nail polish, and matching high heeled shoes. And all of it... fit her. She looked... sexy. Howard felt himself stir as he shifted in his seat, snapping back to attention.
"Something wrong?", Amy asked.
"No, just, you don't usually dress this way... at all", Howard said, blushing. Way to go.
Amy looked down at her feet. "It doesn't suit me?", she asked innocently before looking up, pouting her lips slightly. The mere act turned her on. This is so much fun.
"No, you look... great", Howard admitted, his mind still struggling to make sense out of it all.
"Thank you", she smiled and sat on the couch: she noticed Howard's eyes on her and something fluttered in her stomach. It was only some time later that Howard realized that he had been staring at her, and he quickly went on to ask something to conceal the fact-and to find the answer to one the things that had been baffling him at the moment.
"What are you planning on doing?", he said, trying to sound calm, though the heart beats up in his throat made that difficult.
"Wait for Bernadette. Maybe she will show up. I have an hour or two."
Howard couldn't help but shudder. "An hour?"
"Or two", Amy calmly replied. "Don't worry, you won't even know that I am here", she said before turning to stare blankly at the wall.
Howard tried concentrating on his work, but was unable to do so. Amy looked so... hot. And it was confusing too. Why was she dressed that way?
"You have an interesting... outfit", he commented, avoiding to look at her.
"Thank you", Amy said, some warmth in her voice. "There are talks about that biology convent from two weeks ago having a follow up. Bernadette advised me to "up my game" a little, so I've tried this, I want to hear what she has to say. Also, we have to talk about her research."
"You are doing great", Howard complinented her shyly, himself shocked by the words that had left his mouth. What was going on?
"Thank you", Amy said again, giggling silently. The sound sent tremors go down Howard's stomach, his lips dry.
She left him alone for some time, observing him secretly, thinking about what to do next and what her actions will grand her. She felt a pressure weigh down inside her, her nipples hardening against the leather material. The mere knowledge that she was completely naked under the dress was turning her on.
"Howard... I just want to thank you for being nice to me. During Scavenger hunt."
Howard felt himself blush. He seemed more comfortable. "It's OK."
More silence. But it didn't last long.
"Do you have some Cola?", she asked, trying to sound casual.
Howard squirmed in his seat, every interaction with Amy making him feel many... conflicting emotions. Urges. "Uhm... there is some in the fridge. Serve yourself."
"Thank you", Amy said, standing up.
"You're welcome", Howard responded and couldn't help but check out her ass while she was walking over to the fridge. He felt himself stir and quickly turned to look back at the computer.
Amy took a can of Cola out of the fridge, chilling as her hand wrapped around the cold plastic. She opened it and took a sip, signing at the feeling of sweet liquid slid down her throat. She had been standing in place for some time, trying to build up courage for what was probably going to be the final act. She walked over to Howard. He felt his heart rate speed up due to a sound of her high heels tap against the hardwood floor, but didn't dare to look up.
Howard felt his chest heaving as Amy leaned over, looking at the designs on his computer. Her breasts brushed against his face and he felt a pre cum wet his boxer shorts.
"Interesting", Amy said teasingly, leaning in closer to Howard. "I am not an expert..." She stroked the back of his neck. "But I see that you have some great ideas...", she moaned.
Howard jumped from the chair and kisses her hard on the mouth. Amy and she bit his lower lip in response, cupping his face aggressively. He pushed his tongue down her throat, the tender taste of Amy's mouth and softness of her lips making him fill up. They continued making out passionately, the build up passion finally unraveled, lips crashing together and moans filling the room as their hands were busy over each other's bodies, Howard grooping Amy's breasts while she moved her hand to stroke at his erection, making him grind against her desperately. She smirked at the effect. Howard lifted her up slightly, ignoring the back pain. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her into the bedroom, moaning her name against his tongue before lying her down on it.
"Amy..." He wanted to break free but he couldn't. "We shouldn't... Bernadette... Sheldon."
"Only once, Howard...", she was pleading softly between the kisses. "Bernadette told me about your... relationship... free... just once... I promise..."
He then pulled away and locked eyes with her before licking her lips, making her knees shake. He leaned over and gently kisses her neck, making her shiver. He trailed his kisses down her chest... down her stomach... down to her hidden garden, every move making her whisper at the expectation, the sound that he had found very enjoyable. He smiled smugly as he spread her legs, making her moan, and saw that she was wearing no panties... and how wet she was. Amy felt arousal take over her being as a liquid started pooling inside of her, her fantasy about to be fulfilled.
Bernadette was biting at her nails, feeling hear spread through between her legs, as she watched Howard and Amy make out on Amy's computer screen, in Amy's bedroom, on her bed. It was a good thing that Penny told her about the teddy bear with the webcam in it. It served a good use. Amy's smell was making the whole thing only more tempting. But she didn't want to relieve herself right away. She needed a build up.
Howard pushed his fingers up Amy's pussy, groaning at her wetness. Amy moaned, her walks tightening around Howard as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, goosebumps covering her sweaty body. He pushed his fingers out, making her flinch, then back in, making her shiver. He smirked and used his thumb to stroke her enlarged clit while his fingers continued their attack on her entrance. Amy cried, spreading her legs further and feeling herself Shake slightly at the intensity of the simulation. Howard licked his lips before leaning over and pressing his lips against hers, increasing the speed of his hand in the same time. Their tongues mated aggressively while he kept fingering her horny pussy, his dick throbing while his tongue fought for dominance. He shuddered, thinking about how Amy would feel against his tongue: how would she taste, how satisfied she would be. So he gently bit at her tongue and then moved away, locking eyes with her and giving her a grin before slowly lowering his head to between her legs, keeping an eye contact the whole time, his fingers temporarily unoccupied. He enjoyed watching her shudder with anticipation, smelling her constantly increasing arousal. While doing so, he removed his pants and boxer shorts, gasping as some relief was provided for his swollen erection.
While Howard kept licking on her clit aggressively and thrusting his fingers deep up her pussy, Amy came, crying as her orgasm worked from her toe and back, every lick and thrust only increasing her pleasure, her warm cum sliding down Howard's tongue as jolts ran through her limbs. And, wasting no time, Amy then sat up straight, leaned over and wrapped her mouth around Howard's shaft... just like Bernadette had taught her.
Howard groaned while Amy's hot breath bathed his skin, her soft lips tightening around his shaft while she trailed her tongue up it's underside, using the tip to tease the swollen head. She started running her tongue all over Howard's cock furiously, exploring every inch, savoring every feel touch. Feeling Howard's member pulse against her tongue and stand hard in her mouth kept sending jolts to her core, the salty taste of his oozing pre cum making her ache.
"Amy!", Howard moaned as he came, thousands of warm shivers massaging his whole body as he cummed into her mouth. Amy slowly swallowed it, savoring every drop: she liked the taste. She creamed her panties upon realizing what she had made him experience and that he was still hard. He leaned against her, unzipped her dress and pulled the leather material off her. He watched her naked body stand there in front of her: her rosebud breasts, her flat stomach, her long legs. He started sucking on her left nipple. He leaned over and soon, his cock slipped inside the petite brunette. Both moaned and Howard started thrusting into her hard, every move making him feel harder, more aroused. Amy kept moaning, feeling of Howard's length move in and out of her making small spasms rush through every part of her body again and again, making her senses go wild and making her mind go numb.
Bernadette couldn't take it anymore. She slipped the vibrator down her entrance, her insides twisting at the overwhelming pleasure. She left vibrator sticking there in her pussy while she started playing with her nipples, eyes fixated on the screen. She kept squeezing at her nipples hard, every pinch sending a jolt down her stomach. She started crying from the top of her lungs, watching Howard thrust into Amy. It felt so good, so dirty, she couldn't help but think how they felt, how aroused they were, how will Howard feel upon cumming into Amy's tight virgin pussy... her vagina muscles strarted pulsing.
"Oh... oh yes...", Amy was moaning, every thrust making pleasure wash over her body, her muscles tensing in preparation while her breasts felt flushed. Howard was groaning, going stronger at faster every few seconds, making sure that the head of his cock hits her G-spot every time. He enjoyed feeling her writh underneath him, having her nails run down his back sharply.
Amy came, feeling pleasure explode into her gut and run down to her crotch: her juices splashed against Howard's member as hundreds of warm shivers kept massaging every inch of her body, the and sensations almost mind numbing. Howard gasped upon feeling her warm wetness evolve around him, as he came, creaming her pussy while he pulled her in into one last, passionate kiss, their warm breaths mixing together while they both slowly regained their composure, Howard colapsing on top of her while her hands remained lying on his back.
"Hoooward!", Bernadette cried out, holding at the end of her sex toy tightly with one hand and grooping her right breast with the other as she rode the waves of her orgasm, eyes still focused on the beautiful sight on the computer screen while her fingernails dug into her flesh, her clit throbing.
The only thing breaking the silence was their heavy breathing. The room smelled of sex. Good sex.
"Maybe... maybe you should go... Bernadette could come soon."
Amy smiled and climbed up on him. "I doubt it." She leaned in closer, running her hand down his chest, and whispered into his ear: "Do you want to listen to Neil Diamond?"
Just as he thought that the night couldn't have gotten any better.
~THE END~
