The Morning after - The Undiscovered Country
The first golden light of dawn pushes its way into Pennys room, playing over the bright colours, the wind chimes scattering reflections across the couple lying in the bed in a tangle of sheets.
Penny stretches like a cat, writhing happily in the warmth, still basking in the afterglow of a good night. She sleepily strokes her breasts, remembering his touch, before trailing her fingertips down over her stomach and strokes the inside of her thigh. I had sex with Sheldon. She starts to stroke between her legs, shes slick and wet but her usual horny morning urge is sated. I had sex with Sheldon and it was good. Has the world gone crazy?
She turns on her side and watches him sleep. He looks so peaceful and strangely normal.
After a while his eyes open. Theres no slow rise to consciousness, they just open and he's awake.
For some reason she imagines the sound her laptop makes as it starts up, little windows screens in his eyes. She smiles happily to herself. His eyes focus on her face and she can almost see him replay last night in his memory as his expression goes from surprise to worry to happy and satisfied.
She leans over and kisses him. "You sleep like a puppy. Your little legs twitch."
"My doctors believe its a side effect of my superior memory, i have a higher proportion of REM sleep than average."
"Really, do you dream a lot? "
"Yes, though i find dreams are not subject to my usual perfect recall, i have to take time when i awaken to classify and remember the more interesting ones. Many great scientists have had revelations come to them in dreams."
"Well last night was a revelation."
She hesitantly touches his chest, then when he doesn't flinch away strokes her hand over him. Not the gym guy hard body she is used to, hardly any muscle tone, hell, hardly any muscles to tone, but still a real flesh and blood Sheldon.
"Indeed it was. A most satisfying end to the evening. I admit I was worried you'd run a mile"
She rests her head on his chest.
"Hardly. I trust you Sheldon."
He smiles happily to himself and strokes her hair. She sighs and doesn't meet his gaze.
"This is where most guys jump in the shower and head out the door with a promise to call me later" he snorts through his nose.
"I'm hardly most guys".
She laughs. "Very, very true" she pushes back the sheet below his waist and strokes his thickening cock.
"The Male refractory period is on average only half an hour . But I'm not used to such exertions yet and need more practise"
"Oh? Sounds like you want to go again? "
"definitely"
"You don't have to rush off some place?"
He shakes his head. "I need to think a while.
Go and shower." He smiles a little lopsided smile. "I'll be here when you are done."
She gets up and walks across the room, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Everything feels slightly surreal
In the shower she takes her time, enjoying the feel of the water on her skin. She knows Sheldon is a real germophobe so he'll be more relaxed and maybe up for some more fun if he knows she's fresh and clean.
She runs her hands down her sides, down her legs, glad she shaved recently.
She towels her hair dry and debates wrapping a towel round her but decides to stay naked, hopefully a clear indication she's clean and ready . She walks back into the bedroom in a cloud of green apple scented steam.
While she showers Sheldon sits and remembers, filing away his dreams in case they're useful. Then he looks round the room, assessing items and potential uses.
He looks at the long silky scarves on the back of the door. He selects two, one long and brightly coloured the other more a bandana, shorter and darker. He puts them to one side and sits on the edge of the bed ready until Penny comes back, skin resplendent in a golden glow of freshly showered and apple scented.
She gives him a cheeky grin and says "Good morning" . Stretching she walks to stand right in front of him, her breasts at eye level. She playfully strokes his hair, silently begging him to not go weird, not to close up and run away.
Her heart jumps happily as he leans forward and kisses her nipple, taking it into his mouth to flick with his tongue tip. He wraps his arms round her , cupping her ass in his hands and holding her close as he climbs up her chest and neck with a series of soft kisses and bites that make her quiver.
This is the sort of morning she dreamed of.
He bites her ear lobe and makes her gasp, freshly scrubbed skin alive with tingles.
"You said you trust me?
She mutely nods. Confident Sheldon has a playful smile
He picks up the long scarf. " hold your hands out."
She raises an eyebrow. Oh, he's into that is he?. She obediently holds out her hands and he wraps the scarf around them, knotting it and twisting it back around between her wrists, leaving the ends hanging down.
She clutches her bound wrists to her chest and theatrically bats her eyelashes at him.
"Oh no, I'm helpless. What are you going to do to me?
"You'll see. " He pauses and picks up the bandana, correcting himself . "Well, actually you won't. " He covers her eyes with it and knots it behind her head. "But you will feel it."
His voice gives her a delightful shiver.
He lays her back on the bed and secures her wrists to the headboard.
Leaning down he kisses her on the lips while stroking his fingers over her belly. She gives a happy moan and wiggles.
Then he works down, kissing and nibbling at her breasts as his hand found its way down between her legs. She eagerly opened for him, expecting to feel him thrust into her, suddenly aching to be penetrated, to be roughly used. She's tried bondage like this with a few guys before and its usually led to one hell of a good quick hard fuck.
Instead his fingers spread her open and she feels him shift til he is crouched between her legs. He starts to stroke and probe with his fingers and tongue, working over her lips until they are puffy and swollen and she's pushing her hips up, hungry for more.
"Yes" she moans "fuck me. Fuck me!"
He laps slowly with his tongue, enjoying her frustration, the need in her voice.
circling her clit with his tongue he slides a finger into her, her cunt soaking wet and eager . curling it in a 'come to me' motion that strokes the soft slick walls of her, he pushes up as his tongue pushes down.
She arches her back in a wordless moan of pleasure and he doubles down, stretching her to take a second finger, licking and sucking her clit as he finger fucks her. Faster now, more sure of himself.
"Yes! Like that! Like that!"
She struggles against the bonds on her wrists, trying to reach down, to touch him.
Damn he's good. But she wants more, faster, wants to take control and guide him.
Frustration turns to anger at her helplessness then to a sweet surrender as she just gives in and goes with it, not thinking or doing just reacting.
He feels her tension suddenly change, she stops pushing and lets herself go. Her stomach muscles bunch, thighs quiver and he watches with fascination as her cunt spasms and grips at his fingers as she comes with a scream of animal pleasure.
He slips his fingers from her , wiping them on the sheets as he unties her hands from the headboard.
Lying next to her he keeps her bound and blindfolded, wraps one arm around her and pulls her close, the other holding the scarf on her wrists.
She floats in post orgasmic bliss, darkness with flashes of pleasure from little aftershocks. All she can feel is him holding her, the smell of sweat and the heavy musk of her sex.
Slowly she comes back to herself. She kisses Sheldon's chest and sighs "that was amazing"
"How did you learn to do that?"
He strokes her hair and slips the blindfold down . She blinks up at him.
"I've a working knowledge of the whole universe. Including the female anatomy, thanks to the internet." She splutters a laugh.
"I never forget, so as long as you're honest with your reactions I'll know every little thing that gives you pleasure. Every time will get better"
"That sounds almost scary now"
He tugs her bound wrists with a grin. "Good"
She can feel his erection pressing against her thigh.
"Damn that gets you hard"
She smiles at him. "We have to make the most of that." She holds up her bound wrists "please?" Wiggling her fingers she frowns, her struggles have pulled the knots really tight "I think my nail scissors are in that drawer"
"Why waste a scarf? " he twists a free end of the scarf into a tight spiral of cloth and pushes it back into the knot, which unravels.
"How the hell? " she looks at him in surprise then laughs "let me guess, functional knowledge of the universe, right?"
"You're learning fast"
She slips her hands free and sits up, rubbing feeling back into her wrists.
She takes a condom from his case and unwraps it. "Now it's my turn to please you"
With practised grace she rolls it down his rock hard erection, gripping the base and stroking his balls .
Throwing her leg over she straddles him, pushing the tip of his cock into her and slowly letting her weight carry her down. She lets out a long low moan and bites her lip.
Rocking her hips in smoky little circles she moans and throws her hair back , arching her back and writhing, knowing how it shows her breasts off.
Now its her turn to take control, she'll give him one hell of a show, her best cowgirl ride.
Gripping her ankles she thrusts her hips forward, riding up his cock then slamming herself down onto him, gasping and wailing.
He grips her hips so she leans forward, thrashing his chest with her hair, clawing at his chest and moaning her best sultry "yes! Yes! Yes! "
He looks almost puzzled them calmly reaches up and takes a firm grip on the bandana blindfold still knotted about her neck, gripping tight and pulling her down to him.
She gasps and grabs at it in sudden panic, performance forgotten.
His face is cold and calm, inches away from hers as he angrily says " you're just acting" .
She's suddenly mortified. He didn't like it? Her best blonde beach bunny porn star fuck performance and he didn't get off on it.
He twists his fist, making the bandana tighter "I want you. Just you. understand ? " his voice has such an air of restrained venom she shudders. This is the fierce Sheldon, the in control one she liked. Up close he was damn scary. She feels the lust return hard like a kick in the guts, fucking scary Sheldon is a real thrill.
She nods, bowing her head in submission. She rests her hands on his chest and he relaxes his grip. She sits back a little, she's still impaled on his cock and he feels even harder than before. He's loving the power
With him still holding her by the bandana around her neck she starts to work her hips again, starting slowly, hesitantly, watching his face as he watches hers. She whispers "is this better?" as she pushes down, determined now to fuck the hell out of him. He nods. He's really getting off on this
She moves faster, focusing on nothing but him, the feel of him under her, inside her. She can feel him strain under her, pushing up to try and get deeper, feel more of her. He closes his eyes, face screwed up as his legs push then he grunts in satisfaction, whole body tense. She can feel his cock throb in her. She reaches down to her clit to finish the job for herself then for some reason she hesitates and looks at him pleadingly. "Please, can I? " he nods and she starts frantically rubbing her clit, feeling him still inside her as she pushes herself over the edge and orgasms, falling forward to clutch at him. Why did she have to ask? she doesn't know, but in the moment it felt so right, like her body wasn't her own to touch.
He gathers her in his arms and holds her as their orgasms subside. He lifts her chin and unknots the bandana from around her neck. She looks crestfallen and can't meet his eyes . In a small hurt voice she just says "I was trying to give you a good time "
"you did. just know you don't need to do anything else than be yourself for me."
