The Gang Bang Theory Ch. 01

The Gang Bang Theory

The Alice Reintroduction Factor

The producer sat at his broad oaken desk, stained to resemble walnut, and also stained with long nights, bitter coffee and over-sweet tea spilled on it over the years, and a couple of grooves at one edge where one of the network suits had insisted on setting his lit smoke. The room was redolent with the odor of ham, onions and cheese from yesterday's lunch, and he considered opening a window to the dense Burbank air. He decided against it.

His assistant, a few minutes late again, darted into the room. "Hey Chief! Great morning, isn't it!" His face reminded the Chief of a dog's, not in shape or a protruding nose, but in the mercurial way he shifted from a hangdog expression to practically smiling with a canine level of enthusiasm, waiting for whatever treats were flung his way. At least he doesn't hump anyone's legs, the Chief thought quietly.

"What's so great about the morning? We still have to cover three or four episodes before it's the right time to get Penny and Leonard back together."

"I may have just the thing to span that arc!" He pulled a manuscript, bound in brown cardboard from the supply cabinet, with round, hard edges and a black border on the ends, front and back, holding the two-pronged paper fasteners in place. He presented it to his boss, almost as if he were presenting a relic to a king or priest, and stepped back respectfully.

"What's this, Duncan?"

"A script treatment for three, maybe four eps of TBBT. It goes in a different direction, but it might be just the way to shake some cobwebs off and engage new viewers. Gain new fans!"

"Is it any good?"

"I read it cover to cover. Might be a good fit, with a couple of tweaks here and there."

"Alright, I'll check it out. Get me a coffee. Two creams, one sugar." The assistant scuttled out of the Chief's office, and the Chief settled back, choosing a starting point a few pages in by habit. No point in reading a lot of exposition if the meat of the story didn't keep anyone's interest.

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Alice's heart trip-hammered in her chest as Toby's slender, gentle fingers trailed up the outside of her jeans, along the seam and up to her hips. The warm Southern California air, moments after dusk, swirled past them on the porch by his front door. It was still warm, but that wasn't why she shivered. "You're getting me to a boil...," she whispered huskily, willing him to seize her and pull her into him.

Toby smiled a little wickedly. "Alice, you're very sexy, and I'd love to go further..."

She nodded vigorously, nearly lost in the heat of her lust. "Go further, go all the way...," she almost begged. His loving and gradual seduction had her weak in the knees and quivering down to her clit. Her heart skipped a beat, then another, as she lowered her hands to his, still tracing along the outsides of her thighs, guiding them up towards her hips, pulling them discreetly inward between her thighs. "I know you want me..." She knew that, and hoped he wanted her as badly.

Toby leaned in and kissed her, opening his mouth slightly, his tongue flicking out and over her lips. "I do... but not yet..."

Her body was aching with need for him, her breasts stiff and tingling as she pressed them into his chest. Her clitoris throbbed with every heartbeat and shivered at each pass of his fingers on the outside of her hips, and Alice felt a pang of desperate need, close to pulling her clothes off, then his, and riding him fiercely until dawn on the little wicker settee by his front door. There was enough cover from the bushes and fence that they could realistically keep almost entirely hidden from the occasional passersby on the suburban sidewalk, but she knew she wouldn't be able to keep quiet.

Toby's fingers drifted across her firm buttocks, and she sipped air into her mouth, fighting back a lustful moan. Nibbling his earlobe, she delighted in his soft gasp. She whispered in his ear, wondering how persuasive she could be. "You need to... fuck... me..." She stroked his crotch, panting when her fingers alit on the swelling thickness there.

He cupped her buttocks, and squeezed as he lifted her off her heels. "Rules, baby, rules... Third date, then I'm all yours..." He was insistent on them, not wanting to ask her to spend the night until they got better acquainted. She mused that a long hard lay was a great way to get acquainted, but he still demurred.

"Fucker...," she whispered, filled more with lust than actual anger at his turning her down. "I've been a good girl for two months... Strike that, I've been horny for two months, and I need some cock!" She kissed him hard, hoping a soft, lingering and sexually charged kiss could change his mind.

"Some cock?," Toby answered archly, taunting her for her word choice. His hands continued stroking and squeezing the firm buttocks still sheathed in her jeans. Moving his mouth from hers, he trailed his tongue on her earlobes, then down her throat, stopping at the collar of her t-shirt.

"Fuck... Your cock, Toby. I want you to take me right here, screw me right on the porch."

"Patience, my sexy girl... One more date to go..."

"Before a night of absolute paradise, right?"

He grinned easily, halfway between a smirk and broad display of his perfect teeth. "Only way to find out is after one more date. I pretty much think it's guaranteed." His lips met hers again, and they stood there in the cool night, lip-locked and holding each other, for a while longer.

********

The cup of coffee, in a blocky brown gift mug that announced 'Best Boss', clunked onto his desk, sloshing slightly, but not spilling any this time. "So, Chief, what do you think?"

"It's hard romance, leaning into softcore porn, and the network won't like it. Hell, I don't like it."

The assistant persisted. "But, Chief, her character was more popular than we expected, just like Bernadette was. You should see the fan mail! We should look at a way to bring her back on screen." He sounded earnest, just like the Chief had probably sounded before he became the Chief. "This is a great story arc, and the fans like Alice, and we have an opportunity."

"Leonard cheated with her..."

"Just made out with her, and Priya's not coming back for the next season; we already have her exit planned. This is perfect, since all the other characters are either spoken for or hilariously unable to join in." That was for Raj, of course.

"Not convinced, but I'll keep reading. For now." As an afterthought, he turned back to the first few pages. "Let me look at how we introduce Toby again. We need to make him a part of the group, along with Alice. Can't have two shows in one without some interaction..." The assistant heard the scowl in his voice, and smiled inwardly. The Chief was considering it, or he wouldn't be so gruff.

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Alice stalked into Stuart's Comic Center, wearing jeans and a dark blue shirt tight enough to almost make out the tattoos on her arms. The clenching of her forehead and eyebrows made her pretty features seem to be peering out from a violent thunderhead. "Hey, Stu...," greeting the proprietor. She was the only one who called him 'Stu', and was the newest customer of his little shop.

Stuart responded with a nasal hey, wondering absently whether he could get her to use his full first name, and then whether she would be interested in seeing him on a date. With her.

Alice tossed her head dismissively, though not at him, and headed to the carefully arranged comic boxes in the center of the store, and began to pore absently through stacks of comics, starting at the B's. "Have it, have it, have it, have it," she chanted quietly under her breath, looking for that one comic, whichever it was, that would get her mind off last night's debacle with the good-looking, timid and faithless Leonard.

Unnoticed on the other side of her, also poring nearly silently through the stacks, stood another, with a tall frame, slender fingers, and keen attention on the stapled tomes before them. He didn't speak the words she had used, but an onlooker would see the mental machinations as he rejected each one in turn.

Working from either end, they met just past the middle, her rival having started mere moments before her. Both grabbed for the same bagged comic, protected from the elements and skin oils by a rigid backing of acid-free cardboard within the uncreased and pristine plastic envelope. Both looked up, startled by the intruding hand of the other, grasping the prize.

Alice was first to speak, and still grumpy from the previous night. "It's mine, jackass." To her surprise, he let her take it when she pulled it back, and looked at her with a slightly amused look, a faint smile on his lips.

"That's a classic. We both found it, you know..." His ruffled brown hair and green eyes caught her gaze. Alice noticed that he was dressed well, not impeccably, but neatly, in a button-down shirt without a tie or cravat, and a lightweight jacket of a dark green with gold piping, neatly worn and without any wear or stains.

"I found it first," she asserted, but without a countering riposte from him, the waves from her reaction had nothing to dash against, and washed over a placid, sandy shore.

"And I'm not fighting you for it. What's your name?"

She answered before meaning to. "A-Alice." Her jaw tightened as she berated herself for letting her guard down so soon.

He smiled warmly at her. "Toby. Short for Tobias, but nobody calls me that." He reminded her of a taller Leonard, and wiry in an attractive way. His glasses were gold-rimmed bifocals; he lowered them to look more closely at her, and she saw his pupils widen in appreciation.

"So, Toby, you don't mind if I claim this one?"

"Not at all. The chase is half the fun. But I would like something from you..."

She tossed the comic down, bending it slightly though not fatally. "You want me to have sex with you. Over a comic..." Alice glowered at him and sneered, reasonably certain she would never trade one thing of value for another.

Toby's eyes danced with mirth. "I wouldn't trade sex for an Action Comics #1, Alice. Not even for a JLA #64."

"Wait, the first appearance..."

"... Of the android Red Tornado...," they finished together.

Despite herself she laughed, and it felt good. "So, no bumping uglies over a comic book. What do you want, then?"

"Coffee, maybe a latte. There's a beanery three doors down, and I'll be happy to buy."

"This isn't a date." Her voice was flat and not menacing, as hard as she tried.

"Not a date," Toby agreed. "If we like each other, maybe a date after that."

"And then sex after the date..." That actually didn't sound so bad. He was cute, and her idle mind turned to wondering how he might be in bed. On the other hand, she didn't want him to think of her as a pushover.

He chuckled at her riposte. "Comic book collectors are a superstitious, cowardly lot!" The continuing chuckle took all the sting out of his words.

"A Batman quote? Damn, you might be a keeper. Or not. Okay, let's get some lattes." She went to the counter, where a bemused Stuart had watched the interchange, ruing his reluctance to ask her out. She paid, and carefully stashed her prize in one of the empty folders in her black portfolio. "Let's go!"

********

The Chief's scowl deepened. "What next, sharing an ice cream soda in Pop's Choklit Shop, like in the Archie comics? It's like two teenagers on a date! And this Toby guy is far too self-assured, too confident. This is a show about socially awkward nerds, for God's sake!"

The assistant had watched the Chief review the pages at the front of the folio with interest. "See Chief, he's kind of opposite of the Big Four, but in a reserved way. He's not a pretend ladies' man..."

"Like Howard..."

"... And he's not painfully shy or a pompous ass..."

"Leonard and Sheldon... So? That's obvious! What isn't obvious is where Toby and Alice fit into the show!"

"Well, Leonard dated Priya, then met up with Alice..."

"And didn't sleep with Alice, even after finding out Priya fucked an old boyfriend!"

"I know, but this is going somewhere. It really is! Flip a few pages forward..."

The Chief's finger had been pinned between two chunks of pages he had stopped at earlier, and he flipped forward past that point a few pages. His black horn-rimmed glasses lowered to the page again as he sought a new starting point, his index finger still indexing.

********

The university's Science Complex lunchroom was slower after one-thirty, and Leonard's meeting had dragged on to nearly three. He sat by himself, gnawing on a dry turkey and no cheese sandwich on slightly stiff rye, happy he would be on a normal schedule the next day. His generic lemon-lime soda was cold, if not as good as his usual libation, but it helped the turkey make its way down to his stomach.

"Hey, Leonard!" The voice was pleasant, even happy, and definitely male, absent the softness or uncertainty he heard so often from the other scientists and assistant professors. He turned, and his face split in a grin. "Toby!" Shy or not, Leonard was equally enthusiastic in his greeting.

"Good to see you, Len!" Toby wandered over and seated himself across from his old friend across the ochre four-top.

"So, what brings you to Caltech? Another patent?"

"No, a lecture on optics."

"Oh! How did the first patent work out?"

"Pretty well, but after the first million or two I stopped counting. So, what's new with you?"

"Kind of between girlfriends right now. Got dumped first by a waitress nearly two years ago, then by my very hot Indian girlfriend a couple of weeks ago, but not before screwing things up with another girl from the comic shop. All in all I'm pretty much by myself." Leonard sighed heavily and gnawed off another bite of sandwich. "Research is still going..."

"On finding the right girl?," Toby teased.

Leonard dropped his eyes for a fraction of a second. "No. No. It feels like I just stumble into a revelation there just too late to capitalize on it. Not a lot of progress, but the potential is there..." He looked up from his sandwich, eyes more animated than moments earlier. "We're talking girls still?"

Toby's easy smile and calm, confident tones put Leonard at ease. "Sorry, Len, I didn't mean it that way. I went on a date with a nice girl, and she's very hot, very creative."

"Sounds like someone I might like."

"I think you did like her. She told me about a guy at the comic shop that pissed her off royally, already had a girlfriend. Alice?"

Leonard groaned miserably. "So, that girl from a comic book store?"

"I didn't put that together until this instant. So, you're seeing her too?"

He shook his head ruefully. "We went out a couple of times, but I had a girlfriend, and like an idiot I told her, then Alice felt betrayed, then my girl in India broke up with me after having sex with an old boyfriend... I keep asking why she couldn't have told me first so Alice and I could have had sex with a clear conscience. Or why I was dumb enough to be honest..." He glanced at Toby. "So, how is she? Good girlfriend? Good in bed?"

His friend chuckled. "I've got a new guideline for dating, the Three-Date Rule."

"Really?" That piqued his interest, since he and Toby had been social zeroes in high school and later at Cambridge.

"The key is to not be desperate, and not initiate things too quickly. If she likes me, then I let her move a little bit forward, but I let her know that nothing serious happens until after the third date."

Leonard's eyes lit up. "You make her wait!"

"No, I get her to invest in the relationship before we hit the sheets. If sex isn't automatic, then she has to decide if she really wants me. If she doesn't, it's better than a couple of nights together then one of us gets bored and leaves."

"Nice! How many dates now? With Alice?"

"Two. I really like her, and I think she really likes me, enough to agree to a third date on Friday."

"Nice! Again... Do me a favor and don't tell me how she is. In bed, I mean. It's bad enough I won't find out first-hand. Ever..."

"I understand, Len."

"Hey, did she show you the drawing of her having sex with the guy in the upper part of a Chewbacca costume?"

"Yeah! She said it actually happened. Then there was another one with two guys, and one more with her the object of passion for three other women, lying back and letting them have their way with her."

"Wow! Wow... so she did all that..."

"No! She said the Chewbacca thing really did, but the others were... fantasies. Kind of like a quest board for wild sex." He leaned in and lowered his voice, grinning. "There were a couple of other illustrations I'd love to help make come true!"

"I feel like I tossed out a lottery ticket, then someone else picked it up and won the grand prize," Leonard groused.

"Len, there is always someone out there."

********

"Okay, nice touch making the guy Leonard's friend. Still don't see where this is supposed to go, even though he's a potential ally. The brotherly advice plays well, too. We can't have an orgy on the screen. Although it does establish..." The Chief's voice trailed off, and he looked again at the page he had halted on.

"Chief, it all ties together."

"I'll give it a few more pages."

The Chief jumped ahead once more, now leaving his middle finger as a second placeholder, and renewed his scrutiny of the pages.

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Their third date went flawlessly. They dined at a Brazilian charrascuria in Anaheim with drinks and dancing. They left the restaurant just after nine-thirty. In his car, Alice leaned in for a long kiss, and whispered, "I really like you, Toby. A lot."

They made out for a few minutes in the corner of the parking lot, pausing only when they knew that they wanted each other. Now.

The drive to his place took about twenty minutes, during which Alice loosened her pants and put his hand on her thigh. "Hey, I don't want to be pushy, but it is our third date. It's time for you to visit the Promised Land, and me to mount the Promised Cock..."

Toby chuckled, then squeezed her thigh before stroking it. Each pass came tantalizingly closer to her crotch, and Alice was moments away from seizing his hand and pulling it to her now damp panties. Just before she did, she felt the car slow down, and he turned into a driveway, stopping long enough for the garage to admit them, Toby to drive in, and closed the garage while turning off the ignition.

He turned to her quickly, and put his right hand on her back. His left drifted to her tummy, then downward, underneath the waistband of her panties. He slipped one finger inside, and she moaned as he began fingering her slowly, stoking her fires. At the same time, she reached for his pants, undoing the belt and button-fly jeans with one hand. They kissed some more, and she felt a second finger slip inside her. Alice groaned and kissed back harder, stroking the thickness under his boxers.

"We should go inside, Alice..."

Panting, she crooned, "Yes, then you go inside." She pulled back reluctantly and opened her door. "Now," she panted.

From the garage they moved into the house, the two of them shedding clothes on the way to the living room, where Alice's last piece of clothing, satin-and-lace black panties, hit the floor just before her bare bottom hit the sofa. Toby was next to her, also naked, where they continued making out, adding caresses and soft touches to breasts, buttocks, and everywhere else along their bodies. Alice felt along the length of Toby's erect dick, moaning when his fingers slipped inside her.

He murmured in her ear between her moans. "I noticed your panties were crotchless..."

"That was in case you wanted to do it in the back seat!"

"No, I wanted to get you home first. You're much too classy for me to fuck in the backseat of anything, unless we want to do it sometime later... Our first time should be special.."

She kissed him, pressing her skin against his. She was warm to the touch, the fever burning her skin wasn't from illness at all. "Blowjob, baby?," she murmured in his ear.

"If you want to, but I'd actually like to be inside you. All the way."

She half-squealed in delight and swung her leg over him, the head of his cock nestled against her brown pubes and the treasures beyond. Humping him, she spread her moisture along the length of his dick, sighing in anticipation. "You know I'm on the Pill... It's also been a while for me..."

"I have a condom ready just in case, sweetheart. It's been a while for me, too." He lifted her off his lap, laying her tenderly on the couch. "Mind if I'm on top this time?"

"Doesn't matter to me so long as you're inside me." He lay on top of her, and inserted just his glans inside her, tracing it along the oval opening beckoning him. Alice moaned with sheer desire, as Toby's thick cock parted her sodden labia, then crept into her pussy slowly, pushing inward at a glacial pace. Her labia parted before the thick fleshy column, and she felt her breath whoosh out of her when his pubic bush at long last pressed against hers. "You're teasing me," she accused playfully.

Pulling most of the way out, then pushing back in as slowly as the first time, Toby replied. "I'm not teasing. I really mean it, and I want this to last forever, or at least longer than just pounding you and shooting my load."

"I've waited three whole dates, and through dinner and drinks tonight, then making out on the couch. I'm past ready to have you cum inside me..."

********

The Chief put the manuscript down, removed his glasses, and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. "So far, Duncan, the only significant action is between two minor characters, and they're having sex, which is fine, but what in the Hell does it have to do with our characters?"

"Chief, there's more to it. This just establishes how wild Alice is, and Toby gives her another connection to Leonard. Makes the story work better."

The Chief cut him off savagely, raising his right hand in a fist, his index finger pointing at the ceiling. "What story! I like watching people fuck, reading about them fucking, and I like fucking. As my girlfriend can attest! How do we fold this story, without pissing off the network, or God forbid our fans, into the continuity?" He pondered for a moment. "I don't think this is going to work at all."

Duncan looked stricken, wondering if 'this' meant his job. "Just read a bit more. It gets better, and it ties in very nicely with Penny and Leonard, and Amy and Sheldon... It also bridges a gap we have in the story already."

"Alright, but it better go somewhere fast, damn fast!"

********

Three a. m. now, and Penny was blissfully unaware of the passion being unleashed a few miles away. Tossing and turning since coming home alone, minutes before midnight, sleep eluded her, and what she needed was down the hall, and forever away. Giving up on any sleep for now, she knew what she had to do. By herself. Again. Fuck! At least it will help me sleep...

She started slowly, the way she liked to do. Still in her shirt and shorts without panties, she lay back, spreading her legs, and started her masturbation ritual. Her muscular hands moved up her belly to the full tits all her paramours loved, squeezing and touching them through the flimsy fabric, Her nipples were stiff, sending shivers through her body with each fondle, each tweaking of her nipples. A soft little gasp made it out into the bedroom, then another.

Closing her eyes, Penny spread her thighs, bringing the soles of her feet flat against each other, pulling them up until her heels were almost at her crotch. Neglecting her tits for the moment, she ran her palms and fingers delicately over the inside of her thighs, reveling in the feel of the silky soft skin there, drifting along to her knees, where she moved to the outside of her legs in an easy continuous motion. She'd shaved her legs for going out, another ritual that left her soft and touchable.

Her hands traveled to her ankles, and reversed course, retracing their path upwards. A moan, soft and eager, popped out of her mouth when her hands, spread wide, met at the joining of her legs, at the warm spot just before her snatch. Penny spread her fingers to make an oval, her thumbs and her forefingers meeting just above and below her pussy. She felt the growing heat between her legs, but decided to continue stoking the flames.

Several circuits of her fingers along her thighs and calves had her gasping, desperate for a climax or two or more. She whispered husky words of endearment, letting her fingers slip beneath the satiny cotton shorts to titillate the curly hairs outlining her pussy. She sent her hands on one more trip, let them lazily return, now burying themselves fully inside her shorts, teasing herself with the pressure of her fingers on her still shrouded labia, sneaking in to feel the thick moisture seeping from her slit.

One hand still stroking her pussy, Penny turned her shoulders to her left, and inside her bedside table, withdrawing the nine-inch long pink dildo, raised ribbing along its length and a rounded tip that looked like the head of an erect cock, if you squinted in bad light. She set it next to her right near her hip, then stripped out of her shirt and panties, tossing them carelessly onto the floor.

In the dim light from the living room, she could see enough of her own nude body to be turned on, her soft curves and perky breasts kissed by the ambient light. Reaching down between her legs, she spread the wetness, coaxing it out of her hole to cover her labia and clit. Not for the first time in the past several months, she wished someone was next to her, touching and rubbing against her.

Rubbing her pussy slowly, she coated her clit and labia with the seemingly endless font between her thighs. Going torturously slowly, she moved her other hand to her breasts and began kneading and rubbing them, feeling her heart quicken and her nipples tighten further. A quiet moan left her throat, shocking in the stillness, and she continued to use her body as her own playground. She loved when someone else did that for her, the men she had been with, and a couple of women she admitted with no guilt whatsoever.

Spreading her legs wide again, her touch still sensuously slow, she patted her twat sharply, twice, not quite painfully, stimulating the nerves, waking her more completely as she did so. Her fingers delved slowly into her pussy, and she abandoned her tits for the moment, reaching down to spread her pussy lips and let her left middle finger stroke her clit in a delicate oval. She quivered deliciously with each circuit. Her breathing was deeper now, quickening with each minute.

God... I'm about to cum so hard... Releasing her right hand from diving inside her pussy, she grabbed the pink wand and managed through long practice to turn it on one-handed. The thrilling buzz of her toy was louder than her first moan, and she maneuvered the tip to touch the top of her clitoris, panting audibly, then lowered it to her hole before pushing it inside, inch by inch.

She thrust slowly, the way she liked his cock to start inside her, still spreading her labia with her moistened left hand. Penny moaned louder now, working the plastic shaft in and out of her with increasing speed. Her head was pressed back into her pillow, her golden hair splayed to either side of her, eyes screwed shut as she moved the dildo faster and faster. Her left hand reached down and turned the device all the way up, the buzzing now spreading throughout her body, every part of her now tingling, nearing the precipice...

Her next moan was too loud, she thought, though she didn't care if her neighbors heard, wishing for a brief moment that one of them had heard, and would come to investigate. Grabbing a pillow, she put it over her mouth, covering the louder passionate cries as her back arched, her ass clenching as the muscles of her vaginal walls pulsed in time to her orgasm. Her body thrashed in response, and she spread her legs wider, pushing the fake cock in further and further with each motion.

Her second orgasm followed quickly. She willed her hand and toy to wear her excitement down, hopeful her exertions would exhaust her and help her descend into a satisfied but solitary sleep. Her third climax barely made her quiver, wonderful though it was, and she knew she could sleep now.

Leaving her nightclothes on the floor and the now quiet vibrator next to her hip, Penny pulled the covers up to barely cover from her waist down. Her nipples were still erect, and she brushed her fingers against them drowsily, one last, soft moan creeping out of her.

Penny sighed coming down off the mountain peak of her climaxes, snuggling into the pillow, dreamily speaking a single word.

Leonard.

********

"Hmmm... Can't say I've ever imagined her playing with herself before. Or, for that matter any of what she and Leonard were doing off-camera."

"And in real life for a couple of years, Chief."

"No shit, Duncan. No shit. Reading all of this makes me feel..."

"Hot, horny?"

"Unsavory. It certainly evokes strong imagery, but for our show?"

"There's more that wraps all this up, Chief."

With a low grumble, the Chief settled back, and turned the page.

********

Toby rocked back and forth slowly, penetrating Alice almost leisurely. The scent of her juices and his manly sweat had her libido in high gear, and she wanted to grab his ass with both hands, force him to fuck her faster and harder. At the same time, his gradual thrusting was getting her hotter than she'd been in months. "God, Toby," she gasped when her climax began to rise in her belly, centered at her clit. "Any idea when you're going to cum?"

The effort of holding back had his face red, and she could see the cords of his neck standing out as his lazy thrusts continued. "Soon..." He gasped and started to move ever so slightly faster, driving her to a near-frenzy.

Alice was near the end of her endurance, ready for him to unload in her. Her words were urgent, not quite a desperate scream. "Fuck me Toby! Fuck me so good... Cum all over me... I want to see hot jizz all over my tummy and tits!" Now she did grab his ass, pulling him in and pushing him out, gripping him fiercely, forcing his motion on top of her, inside her, and the good part was he was letting her take control, drive him to finish this first time together, which they both wanted and needed.

Toby rose up on his arms and began thrusting hard and fast, his groin slapping against hers with increasing rapidity. Sweat poured from his body onto hers, mingling with her own sweat, dripping down onto her like salty rain. He looked into her eyes as his moans grew louder, and she came when she saw and heard his approaching climax, and felt the preliminary pulsing of his thick rod inside her sodden hole.

"Oh, fuck, baby...!" Her back arched, yearning for Toby to delve deeper inside, and she pressed her head against the cushions of the couch

He pulled out at that instant, and she grabbed greedily for his erection, both her hands pumping it with frantic need, reveling in each hot spurt barreling out of the rigid rod. The first hot stream struck the underside of her chin, then between her tits and onto her belly. The last one splattered all over her brown bush, subsiding to dribbles of the last of his cum, for now. Alice reached down to smear his offering into her kinky hairs. Sitting up, she pushed Toby slowly back and bent at her waist, devouring his still-throbbing cock, taking it all the way in, tasting the dregs of his cumshot as it slid down the back of her throat, swallowing in ecstasy.

They sat back for a moment, panting, before she moved in on him, smearing cum all over their fronts as she kissed him deeply while they wound down. After a few moments, she pulled back an inch or two. "Best lay ever..." Curling up into his arms, she felt better than laid. She felt adored.

A little while later, they went upstairs and showered together, washing pussy juices, cum and sweat down the drain, and headed into his bedroom before tumbling onto the freshly changed sheets on his King bed. Snuggling into him, she whispered into the cool evening air. "That was worth three dates of waiting... That was the best sex I've had in a long time, maybe ever, baby..."

He chuckled, holding her and stroking along her back. "So, it was worth the drudgery of three dates to get to the main event?"

She giggled. "Yeah, the fucking drudgery of getting to know you, waiting for you to finally say yes to this." She closed her eyes. "You liked it, I could tell."

"You," kissing her forehead, "were incredible, Alice. And I'm glad you didn't make me wear that Chewbacca costume you drew."

Her giggle was happily weary. "It'd be cool to fuck like a famous couple. Like the Targaryen queen and one of the Starks. Or," she nuzzled his neck, "maybe I could dress like Princess Leia, and you could be Darth Vader."

"Um, eww... You know she's his daughter, right?"

"Of course! I just wanted to see if you knew. Checking your Geek Quotient."

"What about your Geek Quotient?"

She scoffed with a genteel snort. "I draw an autobiographical comic with plenty of nudity and kinky sex that would look great in Heavy Metal, know my JLA and Batman, and wear glasses, but not ironically. I'm all the geek you can handle."

They kissed and made out for awhile after that, then fell asleep in each other's arms.

********

"Okay, it has its moments, but it could really use some punching up of the dialogue. And I can imagine the actress doing a sex scene, but only if she could be talked into it." The wheels, as Duncan expected, were turning.

"So you like it, Chief?"

"Some. Gives me a couple of ideas for that gap you keep mentioning..."

"Between the P-Girls?"

"What?" His voice gained a dangerous edge, and the assistant quailed slightly. "No fucking golden showers in this trash, right?"

"No! I meant Penny and Priya! No urine, I promise!"

"The network would frown even worse at that kind of watersports... Let me read some more."

********

Alice awoke to a wonderful sensation, spreading along her clit and outward along every part of her body. She knew she was on her back, though she usually slept on her side. Her eyes drifted open as something moved deliciously over her bush. What the fuck? The clock's digital display showed her in glowing blue it was past three in the morning. Where am I? Her thoughts were wonderfully incoherent, scattered across the night by the lovely sensation spreading across her body.

She suddenly recalled she was at Toby's house, and with an effort focused her eyes down the length of her body to see his face positioned over her crotch. His tongue was barely visible in the moonlight streaming through his window, playing along her pussy, and she watched his face descend fully into her, and she felt his tongue penetrate her twat.

She wanted to say something, but managed only a soft ooohhhhh when the tip of his tongue hit the top of her slit, and started flicking across her tender clitoris. Spreading her legs a little further, she couldn't speak, but realized he'd know she was conscious with that motion.

Without a word, he reached under her thighs and over the top, gripping them and pulling her into him. She could feel his mouth in full contact with her pussy, gently undulating and kissing all over that sensitive area. She felt the moistness of his mouth and tongue, and knew she was also moist, wet from his unexpected but welcome attentions.

"Baby...," she mumbled sleepily, then reached down to entwine her fingers in his hair, trapping him until he finished, which she hoped wouldn't be soon. A thrill of pleasure crawled up her spine, and her fingers tightened into a near death grip, curling his hair in them even as he curled her toes.

She was suddenly overtaken by her climax. It felt like summer lightning along her nerves, and she gasped as it hit her with the force of a storm. "Oh, fuck, baby..." Her voice was barely a whisper, but loud enough for her to feel his lips tighten in a smile as he kept eating her pussy.

He was disciplined and persistent, she realized. Every pass of his lips, tongue and, yes, teeth against her pussy, the delicate nips at her clit, and the sensation of his tongue, extended and rigid, diving into her hole made her gasp. It feels even better than his cock... She pictured him fucking her with that fleshy rod, while someone else flicked their tongue across her clit, and moaned at the fantasy as much as the actual cunnilingus she was being treated to.

Her second climax felt like a warm vibrating blanket sliding all over her body. She wanted to thrash and quiver. At the same time, she didn't want to interrupt the gentle, and if she had to admit it, loving way his mouth was stimulating her twat. Alice managed a single quiet groan, fingers clutching his hair loosely, letting the sensation wash over her.

Two orgasms beyond that, she was completely spent, happily exhausted. Still Toby kept licking and tonguing every square inch of her cunt, inside and out, patiently, as if he had all the time in the world to please and pleasure her. Barely able to eke the words out, she whispered, "God, Toby"--glad she at least remembered his name during his clitoral onslaught--"I'm so... done... Please... let... me recover, baby..."

He looked up along her naked body, grinning innocently and gazing up into her eyes. "Just a little longer, my love..." Without waiting for an answer, Toby returned his attention and mouth to her pussy, renewing his efforts.

At long last, she came twice more before he released her, moving his lips in a series of slow kisses up her belly, past his breasts and up to her mouth, moving on all fours up the mattress and turning to rest beside her. She looked at the clock. It was nearly five, and she knew she would need a lot of rest before she could get out of bed. With him. After fucking each other awake.

"Hey."

"Hey yourself."

Alice kissed him eagerly but tiredly, tasting herself on his cheeks, lips and tongue. "Mother fuck... Where did that come from?"

"I got inspired by your beauty, and thought you might like it. Was I right?"

She wriggled next to him. "You were very right! Nobody's woke me that way, and there have been a lot of opportunities! I mean before..."

"With other men. I had no expectations you were a virgin, sweetheart. I also wanted to thank you for our first time, and the quick cocksucking you gave me after."

"Lot of guys don't spend that much... effort... licking a girl's twat. Usually five or ten minutes, then they're asking for a blowjob." She snorted happily. "Which I usually consent to, by the way. I love when a guy cums, and sometimes I even swallow..."

"You did tonight, a little bit."

She blinked, then frowned. "Hey, you said 'my love'. When you were going down on me..."

"I did."

"I am definitely swallowing next time."

********

The Chief stretched in his leather executive chair, then reached behind him to crack his knuckles, and turned to his assistant. "It's a good stroke story, not that I'm stroking anything." It was meant as a joke, but the assistant didn't dare laugh.

"Chief, I think it has some possibilities. You're right, punch up the dialog some..."

"And just how do we get around the fact they're balling on his couch and in his bed? Also, no mention of any of the other cast. It's like they're not even part of the story. Put this on Skinemax and it'll be a fucking hit, no need to involve anyone else. The other characters or us, I should add." His jaw was set in a determined glower that demanded obedience.

********

The sex only got better as Alice and Toby became more in tune with one another that morning and into the next day. She kept her promise to suck his cock Saturday morning, cooing her approval when his load shot into her mouth, and she swallowed the musky, hot fluid with gusto. Another shower was followed by naked breakfast and a luxurious lay on the hammock on his back porch, hidden from his neighbors by the same high fence around front, and several trees. Both of them kept their moans quiet and still, and holding them back instead of letting them loose to echo in the yard and over the fence inflamed their passion.

Lying back in the hammock after, bodies still entwined, sunlight dappling their bodies in the noonday sun, their contented sighs passed between them. "Toby, baby, you're so..." She trailed off, too tired out from their sexual odyssey starting the night before. It hasn't even been a whole day... feels like we've been doing this forever... That thought brought a happy smile to her lips.

"What has you grinning so wide?"

"I just love this. A big hammock outside, seclusion and lovemaking." She opened her eyes and peered at him archly. "Please don't tell me this is a one-night stand."

"No way, babe. I don't like one or two nights with a beautiful woman. A lot of guys like the chase. I like the prize, which you definitely are."

"Prize?" It was her eyebrow that arched now.

"What I mean is, when I'm with a woman I like to stay with her for a long, long time. I don't like to pump and dump. Not at all."

She looked into his eyes, and kissed him before curling up closer to him. "Thank you, Toby. So much." All thoughts of the duplicitous Leonard were banished from her mind as she murmured what sounded to both their ears like "I love you..."

A little later, Alice murmured, "Toby, how many women have you awakened by eating pussy the way you did me?"

He turned so their chests and tummies touched. "Sounds like someone might be a little jealous."

"No! No, not really. I just..."

"Two, then you."

"Oh..." She oddly felt no disappointment she hadn't been the first, and felt a burst of joy she had been the latest. Or the last? She felt utterly content and suddenly possessive.

His lips curled faintly. "How many guys have enjoyed you sucking their cocks?"

"What? That's..."

"None of my business, sweetheart?" He arched his eyebrow now, sardonic and teasing.

"Yes! I mean, I'm..."

"Alice, I'm only curious, not jealous. You wouldn't be as good as you are without some practice, am I right, my love?"

She blushed, suddenly regretting her knee-jerk reaction. "Fuck... Toby, whenever a guy's asked me who else, it always felt intrusive, or domineering. I didn't mean..."

He kissed her, his lips lingering on hers for several beats. "Alice, baby, you don't need to explain that, and I'm honestly just curious. If you want to tell me, I'd love to know. You're with me now, and I love you."

"Y-you love me?" She felt an overflowing warmth spread across her body, warmer than the sun on her body. She seized Toby and kissed him hard. "I... love... you too, baby."

Toby leaned up on one elbow, a little unsteadily given the swinging black cocoon they were in. "You know, whatever you did makes you who you are. I love who you are. Can you blame a guy for wanting to learn how you got to be that wonderful lover?"

Her blush deepened, and she clutched him close. "Didn't think of that... my love. I'm not used to having someone that understanding in bed, or with me." She shivered suddenly and pleasurably. "I could lie here all day with you, or all week."

"I feel that way too, Alice." He turned away, looking over his shoulder. "Let's go inside. I feel like us both being loud when we cum again."

He slipped out of the hammock, and lifted her out of it. He cradled her in his arms and walked through the back door into the house.

********

The Chief frowned, but in thought rather than frustration. "It's like a Harlequin novel, but sexier and with a lot more cumming."

If Duncan wondered how in Hell the Chief knew anything about romance novels, he kept his mouth shut about it. "Chief, it all ties together..."

"I know, I know. Toby is Leonard's old friend, and Alice met and pre-dumped him previously, so I see the connection. Still don't think the network would be at all keen on even simulating sex scenes, and I know none of the actors are going to do that on screen. Against SAG rules.

"Look, it's late, Duncan. Let's call it a night, and I'll sleep on it. This would need some real work to fit it in, but it does have potential. The story parts, not the sex scenes."

"Okay, Chief. I'll see what you think of it tomorrow."

"Check."