Ask and you shall receive! Another bonus chapter! I forgot to thank Shamy4eva in my last a/n she is the best beta ever and she put up with me emailing her this like four times. Also to my bestie Vamplover669 this was all her idea. We were talking and somehow the a Shamy Threesome got brought up and then I was writing more chapters.
Sheldon is still deep in thought throughout the next couple of days. The problem consumes him. What to do about Amy and her hyper active sex drive. At lunch the guys keep talking to him and laughing so he knows what they are saying is in jest he just does not know why.
"Hey Cooper have you fixed your time machine yet?" Raj asks him.
"Hey Cooper is physical love the same in your time?" Howard says when he looks up curiously.
Then they giggle like teenage girls and pose another question. He had finally got so frustrated with Howard and Raj that he exploded on them.
"Why are insisting on calling me Cooper, if you are going to call me Cooper at least show some respect and add the Dr. in front! And why are you asking me all these questions about a time machine you know Leonard and I got rid of that infernal thing years ago!"
"Guys, it is not funny anymore, let's just tell him." Leonard said fiddling with his phone.
"Screw you, this will never stop being funny!" Raj and said giggling but Leonard had handed over his phone with the story pulled up.
"What is this?" He asked as he read, but after a cursory reading he was pretty sure he already knew.
"It is a story that Amy wrote, it is a Little House on The Prairie fan fiction only with you as the star. You are a sexy time traveling physicist that shows Amy's character Amelia the meaning of physical love."
"Oh God!" Sheldon said reading more. It had gone way beyond reading tawdry tales. Now that infernal woman was writing it. Did her depravity know no bounds?
"That's what Amelia says to Cooper at the end of chapter six after you "ravage her tenderly and intensely." Howard said laughing but he had already thrown Leonard's phone back at him and was heading to his bedroom to read the rest of the story in private.
Sheldon shuts his bedroom door and leans against it, his eyes closed. He could still hear them out there yukking it up at his expense.
"Come on guys stop, obviously this is embarrassing for him." He hears Leonard say calmly. Yes obviously it was Sheldon thinks. He knew that Amy was, for the lack of a better term, 'horny'. He knew that she wanted him in a way he was not sure he was ready for, but for her to do this? What was she thinking? It was as if she was not thinking at all. That book and her friendship with Penny had twisted her normally rational brain.
"Then maybe he should have satisfied his woman so that she would not have to write prairie porn about them." Howard giggles. Satisfy his woman? He thought Amy had been very satisfied with him. They had achieved an 8.2 she should be happy. What else would satisfy her? Maybe the answer was in the pages of her story somewhere. Had he not just wished that? That there would be some manual with the keys to pleasing Amy within. This salacious tale of the two of them was surely the closest he was going to get.
Sheldon lies down on his bed and places the pillows under his head and feet to stem off the inevitable panic attack which he knows will come from reading this mess. He pulls the story up on his phone and begins. He is surprised to see that it is very good. If she was not such a brilliant scientist she could be novelist. In spite of himself he finds himself being drawn into the story of Amelia and the dashing Cooper. It is not as overtly sexual as he feared it would be. In fact it is mostly about life on the farm and trying to get Cooper back to his correct time. Though it has some romantic parts, ones that are filled with a longing tension that make him feel for the plight of Amelia and make him wish he could slap some sense into Cooper. Only he was Cooper and you can't slap sense into yourself.
Sheldon reads for an hour and when he gets to the part where Cooper is about to return to his own time, he is startled to feel tears start to prick in his eyes. There was so much Cooper still needed to tell Amelia he couldn't just leave. He almost cheers out loud when Cooper comes back.
Yet it is when Cooper comes back that things start to heat up. He reads a part where Amelia is watching Cooper work. He starts reading out loud.
"As Cooper was stranded on the farm for the foreseeable future he had started doing chores to help pull his weight. Cooper was starting to understand that life on the farm was much harder than he had realized, he did not know how Amelia had fared alone for so long. Today he was chopping wood for the kitchen fire, the work was strenuous and as the day had been hot and the sun relentless, he had stripped off his shirt as he worked. Amelia watched him from the house fascinated by the way his muscles glistened in the sun. She had been on her way out to offer him a dipper of water but had become sidetracked by the spectacle of his body." He shakes his head and gulps.
The spectacle of his body? Was his body a spectacle? He had never really thought about his looks before. He certainly had a low percentage of the body fat enjoyed by many. Did Amy really think that about his body or was it just for the story. He thinks about the time he had her measure the mole in his back. How he had taken off his shirts for her to do it. He had no inkling then that he had been giving her a peep show. That she was ogling his body as if he was a prize piece of meat. But on the other hand he was guilty of ogling her too. Far too much lately he had found himself staring at all the desirable parts her body. Particularly her shapely behind always encased in those tight jean skirts.
Reading on he gets to a part where Cooper spies on Amelia undressing. It is as if he is there in the room with them. Watching Amy/Amelia slowly undress in the candlelight. His pants are starting to grow uncomfortably tight as he reads about Cooper kissing Amelia. Walking her to her bed and tenderly ravishing her.
Not ravishing... That would imply that she did not enjoy it. Amelia was thoroughly enjoying herself as Cooper had his way with her. Sheldon wondered, could he really do all that with Amy? Could he take her breasts in his hands and fondle her nipples with his fingers. Then kiss them, lick and suck, making her moan as she writhed underneath him? What would it feel like to have her body pressed against him like that? Rubbing against her that nuisance part of his body that seemed to come alive when she was around. Whenever they kissed he feared he would accidentally touch her with it, he did not want her to be aware of the impure thoughts that went through his brain when their lips connected. Though reading her story, it would seem that his thoughts were nowhere near as impure as hers.
It was as if the story had him hostage, making his body do things that his brain did not want it to do. The throbbing problem between his legs was making his hand sneak down there. No matter how much his brain told him that it was pointless self-abuse. His breath hitched as he rubbed himself through his pants as he read about Cooper and Amelia and their tawdry exploits. Then just as his hand moved to unzip his zipper there was a loud knock on the door.
"The guys are gone if you want to come out again." Leonard calls and Sheldon shrieks dropping his phone on the floor and snatching his hand away from the fly of his pants as if Leonard could see what he was doing threw the door.
"I was sleeping Leonard!" Sheldon calls annoyed.
"No you were not you have not brushed your teeth yet."
"I was taking a nap! Leave me alone!" He snaps.
"Fine have it your way... I am sleeping at Penny's tonight. The girls have just finished their girl's night and Amy and Bernadette are leaving." Sheldon's ears perk up. His vixen is so close. He should go to her and give her a piece of his mind. But just the thought of being ensnared by those sparkling green eyes makes his tummy flutter. No, he would let her off the hook tonight as he actually had no idea what to say to her right now. Besides there was still the problem between his legs that was reluctant to make its retreat.
Once Leonard leaves, Sheldon finally risks going to the bathroom. He brushes his teeth and undresses for a shower. For the first time in his life he examines his nude body in the mirror for more than suspicious moles. He has always been thin, taking after his mother's side of the family. Traditionally the Cooper men are much heavier set. He supposed he was not bad looking. His shoulders and arms were developed. His stomach mostly flat. His body hair covering a proportional amount of his body. Neither an extremely hairy Neanderthal nor a hairless babe. Sheldon had never let anyone see him nude, except perhaps Leonard when he had violated his privacy by barging in on him in the bathroom. And no one other than the doctor had ever seen his genitals. Certainly no one had ever seen them functioning at their full capacity.
Could he let Amy see? Certainly he had thought about it. He had seen her nude when he bathed her and the sight was glorious. As he shuts his eyes, his eidetic memory recalls every detail of her perfect body. Sheldon knew that if he was ever going to get some rest, he had to stop thinking about her... about the story.
When he dresses for bed and lays down under his sheets he tries to will his mind blank. To think about nothing because every thought circled back to Amy and what she had written in her story. His mind saw her sparkling green eyes and he remembers the way her soft warm lips feels when they are pressed against his. Finally after tossing and turning for what felt like hours he falls into a fitful slumber. He wakes up when he hears the door of his room creak open. Startled he looks up to see Amy standing in the doorway dressed in the same long blue coat that had covered the school girl outfit.
"What are you doing here?" He asks startled.
"I heard that you know about my story. I thought you might be pretty mad at me so I came to make it up to you." She says demurely.
"You are not wearing that infernal school girl outfit under that coat are you? I told you that it is not going to work." He gulps gripping his sheets excited and frightened about what awaits him under that blue coat.
"No not the schoolgirl outfit." She says dropping the coat. Underneath she is naked. Every inch of her is beautiful and he longs to reach out and touch her but he knows he must be strong.
"Amy that is not going to work either." He tells her and she smiles at him tilting her head.
"Even if I bring a friend?" She asks.
"A friend?" He exclaims as she moves to the side and reveals... Herself... Only not really her... "Amy what are you playing at." He squeaks as Amy enters the room and crawls onto the bed. Followed by the other Amy who is not wearing her glasses, and is dressed in a strange nightgown. It was Amy... But different.
"Sheldon I would like you to meet Amelia." Amy coos kneeling on the bed beside him. Sheldon pulls the sheets tight around his neck like a scandalized old lady.
"Amelia is not real. You made her up!" He tells her as Amelia walks around to the other side of the bed. She mounts the bed and kneels next to him so that he is forced to move into the middle of the bed. Now he is pinned in by both Amy and Amelia. Amy leans down and kisses him softly, her lips barely pressing against his and her long brown hair frames his face. Her bare breasts brush against his chest. She pulls away and smiles at Amelia.
"Your turn Amelia. Prove to him that you are real." Amelia leans down and kisses him. Her kiss is longer and bolder than Amy's had been. The tip of her tongue teases the opening of his mouth begging for access that he denies.
"I still don't think he believes us." Amelia pouts to Amy as she breaks the kiss.
"You know what we have to do." Amy says her voice husky. Amelia nods and they lean over Sheldon's body and kiss each other. Softly and chastely but the sight excites him and soon he is rock hard and gasping for breath.
"Stop it." He demands he does not know how much more torture he can take.
"What's the matter don't like to share?" Amelia asks sticking out her bottom lip.
"No Sheldon likes all the attention for himself." Amy tells him stroking his chest
"We can do that." She says pulling off her nightgown so that they are both now nude before him. They descend on his body together both sucking on his neck. Two sets of hands pull the covers off his body. Amelia works on the buttons of his pajama top as Amy kisses his mouth. He finally allows access to his mouth and the feeling of her tongue mingling with his sends shivers down his spine. Shivers that only intensify as Amelia runs her hands up and down his chest. Her warm mouth sucking one of his nipples. He gasps into Amy's mouth and she looks at him surprised.
"Do you like it when she does that?" Amy asks him and all he can manage is a weak nod. "We like it too." She whispers hotly in his ear and then moves so that her breasts are in his face, tantalizing him like ripe fruit. He gives in, kissing and sucking on them. First one and then the other, mimicking what Amelia is doing to him. Amy moans in pleasure and throws her head back. Then suddenly she pulls away and looks at Amelia, she grins as she moves down so that they are both are sucking on each of Sheldon's nipples. Amy's hand travels down his stomach down the trail of hair and into the waistband of his pajamas.
"What are you doing?" He whispers. Though he no longer cares what is happens to his body as long as it never stops.
"Do you touch yourself?" Amy asks pulling his pants down.
"Sometimes..." He admits.
"Show us." Amelia begs.
"No I couldn't… It is private I hardly ever…" But as he speaks Amy his taking his hand and placing it around his swollen member.
"Please." She asks her big green eyes imploring him. Placing her small hand on top of his large one, moving them until they are covering his member together. She starts the movement up and down stroking him softly. Then as he gains confidence she removes her hand and begins to kiss him. His hand moves harder and faster as he pants into Amy's mouth. Just as he is about to reach a crescendo, Amelia removes his hand.
"I do it better." She tells him taking him into her small hand and pumping up and down. The pleasure he feels is so intense it almost hurts. The way her small soft hands feel on him, is no comparison to his own large one.
"I know what he would like." Amy says sliding down his body.
"Oh he would like that." Amelia agrees sliding down to join her.
Then he nearly convulses as he feels the swirl of a tongue along the tip of his penis. Then someone's hand glides up and down his length, as someone's tongue traces each ridge of his swollen member. His eyes are screwed shut and he cannot tell who is who, as he is awash in sensations. Suddenly he feels a new sensation entirely and he opens his eyes to find Amy on top of him. Straddling him, holding him in her hand as she rubs him between her legs. It is warm and soft, the pleasure is indescribable as she rubs him softly and slowly through her folds. It feels even better than her mouth had. The slow soft rhythm is torture and whenever he gets close to her opening she drags him away again.
"Please…oh…. Amy." He begs.
"Amy quit teasing him. The boy has had enough." Amelia tells her and she crawls up the bed and begins kissing and sucking on his neck.
"If you say so." Amy says huskily and in one swift movement he is completely sheathed in her. He cries out and Amelia catches his scream of pleasure with her mouth.
"This can't be happening." Breaking away from Amelia's mouth, he moans, covering his face with his hands as he comes close to completion.
"It's not." He hears Amelia whisper and then he wakes up with a jolt. His sheets twisted his pajamas damp with sweat and a painful erection. He looks around his room at least expecting to find Amy there but finds the room empty.
"Damn stories are giving me nightmares." He curses getting out of bed to get a glass of water. He drinks half of it down and splashes the rest on his flushed face. Very thankful Leonard is gone so there is no chance of walking into him in the hall with his large problem. He goes to his spot and sinks down into it.
God what was this woman doing to him? Getting him to read senseless romantic drivel. Making him dream about things only the likes of Howard would dare speak of. What could he do to make her feel exactly as he did right now? What could he do to turn her world upside down as she had turned his?
Sheldon had an idea of what he could do but did he have the nerve to do it? Amy needed punishment for what she had put him through. First having to hear she was reading such trash. Then that she was writing it! Not only writing it but about them. She had embarrassed him and reduced him to dreams and actions of a lesser man.
Amy would have her comeuppance. He would give her so much of what she so desperately wanted that she would be begging him to stop. Amy would see what happened when all her naughty fantasies really came true. And he might have a little fun showing her.