Divine Artifact in a Scientific World

Not wanting to get the oil on his hands, Jack said to Samantha, "Guide me in."

He lowered himself and she, still holding his shaft, tilted him so his glans was aimed at Naoko's pink rosebud.

He slowly pushed down and watched his glans press against her back door.

As he increased the pressure, Samantha struggled to keep him aligned with Naoko's pink rosebud.

Then, almost in slow motion, her pink rosebud opened, and he slid inside.

"Fuuuuccckkk!" moaned Naoko.

As he watched his cock disappear inside her, he noticed that the sensation was different from fucking her pussy. Instead of the feeling of a soft warm glove wrapped around his cock, it felt like a thumb and forefinger gripping his shaft tightly.

Soon he was buried deep inside her, his balls pressed against her ass.

"Fuck. So deep! I'm on fire," she groaned, almost incoherently.

She trembled as he pushed his hips against her ass, and his cock touched parts of her that had never been touched before.

He pulled out until only his tip remained inside her, and as he did, he could feel her pink rosebud gripping him so hard it was pulling on the skin of his cock even with the oil Samantha had added. Then he thrust back into her.

After several thrusts, he felt her grip on his cock loosen slightly and he could increase his pace.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

With each thrust, he slammed his hips into her ass, and in her mind, she thought, "Oh, god, it feels like he's stirring my insides."

He turned her head so her mouth was exposed, then pressed her head into the mattress with both hands. Then he increased his pace.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

As he pounded into back door, her thoughts fractured, overwhelmed by the twin sensations of burning heat in her ass and deep gut-vibrating pulses as his cock pounded into her.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The tension from one after another delayed and blocked orgasm, stacked and stacked until her mind trembled with the pressure.

After several minutes of pounding into her, he realized he would not be able to reach his peak from this position. It was driving her insane, but it just wasn't what he wanted.

He pulled out, flipped her onto her back, then grabbed her throat and dragged her so her head was dangling off the edge of the bed.

Not trusting her pleasure and pain-hazed mind, he commanded, "Open your mouth wide, cover your teeth with lips and tongue."

As soon as she complied, he shoved his cock down her throat.

Miranda had deep-throated him many times, but she did it while on her knees, so Naoko's throat bulging as his cock disappeared into her mouth fascinated and aroused him.

Naoko's throat was even tighter than Miranda's, and the sensation of her throat and mouth gripping his entire length was pure heaven.

He slid his cock out half-way then pushed it back in until his balls pressed against her nose.

She made a quiet "Gluck" sound as his cock slid down her throat.

Miranda would pull back frequently, so his cock usually only spent a few seconds deep down her throat each time, but Naoko claimed she could hold her breath for five minutes, so he was going to take full advantage of that.

Slowly, just savoring the sensation of his cock sliding back and forth inside her tightly gripping throat, he reached out and pinched her nipples, then slapped her breasts.

Gluck. Smack!

Gluck. Smack!

Just as he bottomed out down her throat for the fifth time, he felt a wave of intense pressure ripple along his shaft then squeeze his glans.

"Fuck," he blurted.

Naoko had just swallowed without moving her jaw, and the sensation was amazing!

He was tempted to command her to swallow again, but held back. The first time had been a pleasant surprise, and he felt that her spontaneous swallowing was more pleasurable than if he had commanded it.

Gluck. Smack! Gluck. Smack!

After a minute of slow thrusting and titty slapping, his gaze traveled down her body, and he got an idea.

"Keep your legs spread; you are not allowed to close them."

Then, pressing one hand between her breasts for balance, he reached down and slapped her pussy with the palm of his hand.

Her body convulsed, and her hazy mind exploded in a rainbow of pain and pleasure. She had no coherent thoughts, just a primal craving for more.

Gripping a tit in one hand, he started slamming his cock down her throat, and smacking her quivering slit.

Gluck. Gluck. Gluck. SMACK!

Each time he slapped her slit, she convulsed, and he could feel her throat squirm as she tried to scream and beg for more.

Gluck. Gluck. Gluck. SMACK!

As she neared the limit of what her fracturing mind could handle, he reached down and gripped her neck in both hands, thumbs pressed against the base of her throat.

Gluck. Gluck. Gluck.

He was nearing his peak, and his thrusting grew urgent, his balls slapping against her nose.

Gluck. Gluck. Gluck.

His balls boiled and with a roar he exploded inside her, his hips twitching as ropes of seed shot down her throat.

She instinctively swallowed as his seed filled her, and the pleasure of her gripping, rippling throat nearly drove him unconscious.

As the aftershocks of his orgasm faded, he found it difficult to pull his cock out of her throat. She was still swallowing, and it felt like her throat had turned into a desperate jizz-hungry black hole.

By the time he managed to extract his cock, she had extracted every last drop of his seed.

"I release you from all movement restrictions."

Then he climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged and dragged her over to him so she was sitting in his lap, facing him.

He wrapped his arms around her and said, "You may cum"

She tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide, but no sound came out as pleasure exploded inside her.

Her hazy, fractured mind blanked entirely, like a camera whiteout during a nuclear blast.

She trembled and clutched at him, making strange gurgling noises, and even though he wasn't inside her, his still semi-hard shaft was pressed against her slit and he could feel her pussy quiver and pulse as her orgasm crashed through her.

Belatedly remembering that he'd also blocked Samantha from having an orgasm, he looked up to see her sitting in the armchair in the corner, legs spread, desperately fingering herself.

"You may cum."

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH," she cried, then her voice grew guttural and her body twitched violently as her orgasm crashed through her.

Both girls quivered and twitched for an insanely long time before they eventually stilled.

Samantha's body went limp, her legs dropped to the floor, and she slowly slid out of the chair.

Naoko went limp in his arms, and if it wasn't for his connection to her, he would have thought she was unconscious. She wasn't. She was just supremely relaxed, basking in an intense afterglow.

Jack lifted her out of his lap and laid her down on the bed.

Then he got up, went over to Samantha and lifted her onto the bed.

After some maneuvering, he was lying on the bed with both girls nestled against him, one on each side.

This had been the most intense deflowering he had ever performed.

He was hungry, but figured he could wait until the ladies had recovered. As he waited, he wondered how Naoko's father would respond when he found his daughter had escaped his grip.