Divine Artifact in a Scientific World

Katie's heels pressed into Jack's ass, and her hands clutched at his back as he methodically thrust into her. Her kisses grew desperate, and her breathing was one long, low moan.

When he felt the urge to speed up, to hasten his orgasm, he held back, forcing himself to maintain his slow and steady pace.

Katie, either intentionally or instinctively, began thrusting her hips up to meet his, and moaned incoherently into his mouth.

His orgasm, as it approached, was like the rising dome inside of a volcano caldera. He knew it was going to erupt, but the wait was killing him.

As the pressure slowly built, he felt like his balls were going to explode.

Just when he felt like he couldn't take it anymore and was going to start thrusting madly, Katie threw back her head and let out a long, deep-throated moan.

Her walls rhythmically clenching around his shaft pushed him over the edge, and he slammed his hips down and buried himself deep inside her.

His balls exploded, and torrents of his seed rushed down his shaft to crash against the entrance to her womb.

She twitched and gasped as his seed flooded her hot, twitching tunnel.

When his orgasm finally subsided, he collapsed on top of her, aftershocks shuddering through him. It was quite possibly the most intense orgasm he'd ever had.

Her hips continued to thrust up into him for several minutes, and several more times she would twitch and shudder before eventually she relaxed and her feet slid down to rest against the back of his legs.

"Oh, Jack," she moaned, as she caressed his back. "That was so much more than I expected."

He was too spent to respond with anything more than a nibble on her earlobe.

They lay like that for a while, her caressing his back, him just basking in the afterglow, before she eventually patted him on the back and said, "Roll over."

He obliged, and she sat up with him still buried inside her.

She languidly rolled her hips back and forth for a few moments, before grabbing his hands and pressing them against her breasts.

Taking the hint, he caressed her soft flesh and ran his thumbs over her crinkled areolas.

Each time he ran his thumb pads over her nipples, she twitched and moaned.

"Are they really that sensitive?" he asked. Not even Miranda reacted so strongly to such gentle touches to her nipples.

"Oh, yes. They really are. I can't really wear a bra with that dress, so I normally put little sticky patches over my nipples so the fabric doesn't rub against them. But they are a bitch to remove, so I skipped them this time."

She chuckled. "The silk of my dress rubbing against my nipples had me so aroused I wanted to drag you into the nearest closet. I kept trying to think of a plausible excuse for us to leave the club early, so Dad's message was a real blessing."

In more ways than one, he thought.

Learning how sensitive her nipples were, he sat up, grabbed her waist, just below her breasts, then leaned down and captured one of her breasts in his mouth.

Sucking gently on her breast, he ran his tongue around her nipple and flicked it back and forth.

She gasped, and a "Yes!" escaped her mouth unconsciously.

Her hips started thrusting against him as his tongue played with her nipple. He switched to her other breast and continued.

Her hands reached up, and she ran her fingers through his hair, and she thrust her hips and moaned softly.

Her thrusting hips were also driving him in and out of her still tight, wet hole, so her motion, and her obvious and extreme arousal from his ministration to her nipples, soon had him aroused and approaching his peak for a second time that evening.

As her hip thrusting approached a frenzy, he very gently ran his teeth across her areola. As he did she cried out, "Oh god!" and as his teeth gently pinched her nipple, she shuddered, gasped out a loud moan, and her hot tunnel clamped down on his cock.

Her loud moan and gripping tunnel pushed him over the edge, and he unleashed another torrent of seed inside her.

They twitched together for a few moments more before he fell back and she collapsed on top of him.

"Damn, Jack. That was almost too much," she said.

"You mean the teeth thing?"

"Yes, the teeth 'thing'. That was really intense."

"But a good kind of intense, right?"

She sighed, "Yes. Just, please be careful. I think that would have hurt if you'd tried that earlier."

"Noted. I'll keep that as a finishing move."

She gently slapped his chest. "It's not funny."

"What? I'm serious. It worked perfectly to amplify your orgasm. So, a finishing move."

She sighed. "It did. It really did. I've given myself nipplegasms before, but what you did was on a whole 'nother level."

"Nipplegasms?"

"Yeah, when I have an orgasm that's mostly from nipple stimulation, it's a nipplegasm. It's not better or worse than a regular orgasm, just different."

She wiggled her hips, causing his still stiff cock to move inside her. "I just love the feel of you inside me. I could stay like this forever."

She tilted her head up and nibbled at his jawline with her lips as he caressed her back.

They lay like that for a few minutes before she said, "Um, Jack. Was it boring? Was I just like your other girls?"

"What?! Where's this coming from?"

"It's just, you barely said anything or made any noises. So... I thought maybe you were bored?"

He grabbed her face and kissed her.

"No, Katie, I was not bored. The first time, it took everything I had just to keep from speeding up and finishing early. And the second time, my mouth was kind of busy, if you forgot."

"Oh."

He kissed her again.

"Having sex with you was very different from having sex with any of my other girls. Different in a good way. That first time was quite possibly the most intense orgasm I've ever had."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I also especially enjoyed feeling you twitching in my lap just from nipple stimulation. You are a unique and enjoyable person to be with, Katerina Blake."

Then he sent her a soul bond invite.