Katy emerges from her work flow trance and stretches. Another finely drawn design is complete, ten more to go. What a wonderful thing this induced flow is! Before, she would have struggled with this task for two weeks instead of two days.
When induced flow was discovered, no one could understand why humanity had not known about it for thousands of years. Basically, it was just another kind of meditation, the same special breathing, body awareness, focusing and unfocusing, some guiding mantras... just with a slightly different flavor. And it allowed everyone to dive into the controlled productive flow state, fully immerse themselves in the task, and thus complete it many times faster and better. Maybe the ancients just never needed that level of productivity.
Katy had already been practicing induced flow for half a year, as had literally everyone else on the planet. The reward was so great, and there were no pitfalls... Eventually it became automatic, not requiring the full meditation cycle each time, just a few cues to get into the flow.
She decides to reward herself before moving on to the next item. She's already naked (why bother with clothes when she's working from home alone?), so she just spreads her knees, licks her fingers, and starts caressing her clit. She has done it a thousand times before, but... today it feels different. Stronger. Sharper. In every fine, pleasurable detail. The sensations overwhelm her, she feels not only the building excitement, but also the tender folds of her labia under her fingers, and her hard, strong fingers with her labia folds, she smells her juices, she feels every single spark of pleasure running along her nerves... Katy gasps, feeling her muscles contract and relax.
She literally cannot stop, every movement of her fingers and every twitch of her hips adding to the delight. She squeezes her breasts with another hand, adding to the pleasure. And she rubs harder and harder, oblivious to everything, until a powerful orgasm overwhelms her. Her mind goes blank and all she can feel is an endless surge of pleasure.
Katy falls onto her desk, still shaking from orgasmic spasms, panting like a dog in heat. Her throat is sore, she must have screamed her head off. She does not remember. She forces herself out of her blissful daze and looks at the clock. Thirty minutes! It felt like thirty seconds. Never before had she managed to extend her usual five-minute masturbation session by such a factor...
Katy shakes her head and goes to the kitchen to get some water. Her pussy feels pleasantly sore. What has happened to her? She has never felt so good, never in her life...
She returns to work and makes two more designs before rewarding herself again. And again it is just as fantastic, even better, longer, stronger and more immersive.
Katy finishes her day's quota by evening and collapses on the bed without dinner, exhausted by orgasms. But happy. Oh, so very happy...
***
Sam comes home from work and, as usual, hugs his wife Jane from behind and kisses her softly on the neck. She purrs, feeling sweet goosebumps on her skin and the first butterflies in her stomach. And then... luckily she manages to turn off the stove, otherwise the dinner would have burned to a crisp... because they are both overwhelmed by new sensations. They kiss as passionately as on their first dates, no, more passionately. They run their hands over each other's bodies, unable to satisfy their hunger for touch. Her nipples stand up like needles, aching for further caresses. Sam unbuttons Jane's blouse and bites her nipple, sending a powerful shiver through her body and forcing a joyful moan out of her mouth, and she starts unbuttoning him.
They are completely unaware of their surroundings, completely absorbed in each other, in all touches, smells, tastes, sounds and sights. Each touch increases their excitement, each touch becomes more and more pleasurable and intimate, forcing moans and groans from them. They feverishly undress each other, maybe tearing something, they do not care. He kisses her lips, presses himself against her soft belly, rubs his erect cock against it, and slides his hand between her legs, where everything is already so wet and hot, and she impales herself on his cock, pushing her hips greedily against him, wrapping her legs around his waist, and he pushes deeper and deeper, feeling her squeeze his cock inside her, and she screams in ecstasy, feeling her lover's cock fill her completely, and they move together, every movement giving them pleasure.
And they still feel everything, not just the building pleasure, but every touch, smell and sound in all the details, and she feels his whole hard cock with her vagina, and he feels her whole tender silky vagina with his cock... They have never felt it in such detail before. They are completely lost in the sensations. Their movements increase in intensity, Jane digs her fingernails into Sam's back, leaving long red marks, and he bites her breast, and they come in unison, feeling their bodies convulse with waves of pleasure.
Slowly they come to their senses. It was so powerful, so pleasurable... Clothes are scattered everywhere, they have dropped several boxes from the table to the floor... The clock shows that they've been in this blissful trance for almost an hour. They smile at each other and begin to tidy up the room. And suddenly they realize that their hunger is almost killing them, it is late for dinner. Jane quickly finishes cooking dinner and they eat ravenously.
***
Nick and Tina look at each other uncertainly. They have the fresh crush on each other and have hidden behind the corner of the hallway to kiss for the first time. It is a long break between classes, and they only want to kiss once, maybe twice. There is plenty of time.
They embrace and press their bodies together, panting from the smell of their skin. They touch lips, then tongues. Their hearts are racing and they are already very much aroused... But, sigh, this is not the time and place...
But...