Life’s experiences are rooted in the Ancient World, so they say.

In the beginning…is a line from one of the earliest texts known to man. There is mention of earth and water, but nothing about the wind and fire. That came later when the Greeks decided there were four elements, as they called them, that formed the building blocks of the Universe. Already, mankind was changing the world from what those Universal entities in the sky had intended.

And then, thousands of years later, came the real science that proposed one hundred and eighteen chemical elements, some of which are synthetic. But here’s the real problem: seventy-five per cent of the universe is made up of one element – Hydrogen, Twenty-four-percent is Helium.

That doesn’t leave much for the other one-hundred-and-sixteen elements. But they don’t matter, because Hydrogen is the one element that controls all our needs. Everything. Even the way our body responds to touch, whether it's from another person, the earth, the water, the wind or fire.

Just imagine that breath of air on your neck before the kiss arrives, sending electric shivers coursing through your body, or that light touch on your nipples making them double in size, sending messages to your groin or the touch of a tongue against your velvety folds. It’s not what you think it is. It’s not expectation, it’s not thrilling, it’s not your body telling you how good this feels, or how you can’t wait for them to kiss your nipples, forcing your back to arch with the pleasure, or how you can’t wait to feel his cock slide into you in that pivotal moment of love. None of the above – it’s all driven by Hydrogen.

The sexual response is a direct result of Hydrogen, which had only recently been observed by Melissa, and when she started to research it, she found that it was prevalent in everyone who had high sexual leanings. She’s writing a scientific paper on it as part of her doctoral thesis, focusing on the way atoms interact via spin-flip transitions when they are close enough to each other. When atoms interact, their quantum wavefunctions overlap, and they induce resonating frequencies, assisted by a process called pi-electron resonance.

She’s named it the fifth element, the sex element – denoted as H-r, and has nothing to do with Human Resources. The title of the topic is…“H-r Resonance – the Sexual Impact of Hydrogen’s Undefined Property.”

Hydrogen makes up ten per cent of the human body because of its low mass. But Hydrogen is the most abundant element by the number of atoms, and when it comes close to other Hydrogen atoms, it sets up a resonant frequency that makes us crave sexual release. It’s the elemental pleasure pool of everything that makes us say, ‘Fuck! That’s lovely.’ And once resonance has started, it creates a chain reaction throughout the body. Every cell becomes alive, tingling with sensation, setting up that positive feedback loop that leads to orgasms.

Not everyone’s hydrogen is aligned, though, and it seems that it has to be for it to properly react sexually. It just so happens that Melissa has an abundance of cell-bound Hydrogen close to the surface of all her sexual organs. Melissa stumbled across it by accident, at least that’s what she tells everyone.  It could have been down to the fact that her first sexual experience was with Angela McStephens. A woman with finger tips and tongue that were probably made from pure Hydrogen.

Imagine first contact. Hydrogen-abundant fingertips in contact with hydrogen-abundant nipples. The theory is simple: when Hydrogen comes close to Hydrogen, the induced resonance creates a tingling sensation, a release of energy that sends ripples through the skin, causing the body to want more of the same. Melissa trusted her instincts implicitly, and she devoured Angela. She couldn’t get enough of that woman’s fingers or tongue. The number of times she conducted experiments would have put any chemistry or physics student to shame. She even experimented on herself.

Many a time, she would stand in front of the mirror and position her fingers close to her nipples. She could almost feel the resonance build up the closer she got to touching them. When she flicked her nipples, the sensation rapidly spread throughout her body, sending shivers up her spine, causing a tingling sensation around her neck, and a fire in her pussy. Once started, it was a fire she couldn’t put out, even when a storm circled in her mind, the Earth shook, and the sudden release from her pussy soaked her thighs and nether regions. Occasionally, she’d even turn herself upside down and splash herself with the soothing liquid. All she ever accomplished was the urge to perform another experiment.

With Angela, every last drop of sex fluid was gathered into her mouth and eagerly shared with Melissa before more was created. And Angela had an undeniable depth of knowledge as to how to make Melissa’s Hydrogen atoms resonate.

Melissa even tried to educate Angela about what was happening, but all Angela would say in return was that she didn’t give a fuck, she just loved pushing her fingers into Melissa’s pussy or ass, or pinching her nipples, just to watch the look on her contorted face. Melissa was nothing but fair, and she gave as good as she received.

It wasn’t until much later that Melissa tried the same experiments with men, even if it was Angela’s idea.

Angela had bumped into an old friend at a local café, and one that she had to admit had previous knowledge of. The conversation led from one thing to another and settled on their current partners. She confessed to becoming a lesbian and wouldn’t change her outlook for the world. But that smile on her face caused Tim to probe further, and in the end, Angela told him about some experiments that her girlfriend was conducting. All in the name of science, of course.

The fact that Angela had invited Tim back to their place without consulting Melissa came as a bit of a shock, and one that displayed trepidation all over Melissa’s face, until Angela took her to one side and explained that it was all in the name of science. That she would enjoy it, maybe even crave it. Her arguments were undeniably strong.

Somehow, Melissa accepted the explanation, but in reality, while biting her lower lip, Angela just wanted to see her girlfriend get fucked by Tim’s cock.

The first touch was tentative. Tim sat on an armchair while Melissa kneeled between his thighs. Her touch was gentle at first, and she scuttled forward, getting ever closer to his erection. When she brushed the head of his cock against her nipple, all hell broke loose, causing an intense ripple of energy to course through her. She repeated the action with her other nipple before playfully transferring the head of his cock between her two luscious globes.

Angela sat on the sofa opposite them, watching the action from a safe distance. It had been a very long time since she had a dick in her pussy, and she wasn’t sure that she wanted to repeat it any time soon, not that she had any bad experiences; it was just that she liked licking pussy too much.

Melissa started to shake, and then a thought occurred to her: what would it be like if she sucked it? The moment her mouth sank over his knob-end, she was moaning and groaning. She took long strokes with her mouth along his shaft, but it was her lips that tingled the most. It was incredibly wonderful, causing Melissa to worship Tim’s manhood until her body was literally on fire. Surges of pleasure flowed through her body, emanating outwards from the contact between her lips and his dick.

The push of his hand caused Melissa to come free from his cock. Tim was breathing heavily and on the verge of making a mess. With a frightened look, she wondered whether she had done anything wrong.

“Fuck him,” instructed Angela.

Melissa looked behind her at her girlfriend lying on the sofa, watching them while playing with and pinching her nipples.

Melissa stood up.

“From behind. Take it from behind, Melissa,” Angela instructed.

She pulled Tim from the chair, stepped around him and positioned her knees on the edge. She clenched the back of the chair firmly, dipped her lower back and waited. Behind her, Tim was aiming his cock at her entrance, but before it even made it close, she could feel a throbbing, a humming, a resonance throughout her folds. Her whole sex seemed to come alive with the proximity of his cock. She couldn’t believe the intensity of the feeling. An intensity that was about to become insane.

She was tempted to glance at Angela, wondering what she was doing, or how close she was to getting herself off. With eyes open wide, she dipped her head into the back of the chair, gasping loudly when the tip of Tim’s dick touched her silky, wet skin. She practically jumped from the chair when it touched her. She wasn’t expecting the heat to be so intense, but it was the way her sex reacted that caused her to wiggle her ass around his dick like this was the best present she had ever received.

An inch inside, and Melissa was buzzing. The fire inside her could not be described. Waves of pleasure flowed through her; she pushed back, taking another inch and another. The proximity of her anus gave her the impression that it was being fucked too, and both holes became alive and craving more. When his cock was firmly inside, she reached behind her to try to keep it fully immersed and to allow the resonance to build up, but Tim pulled back, and Melissa released a cry of disbelief. She needn’t have worried because he quickly pushed it back inside her. All the way until his balls slapped against her thigh.

Every thrust elicited a quiet ‘fuck’ from her lips, and all she could feel was the resonance building up, ebbing backwards and building up even further than the previous time. She felt it build to the point where she knew it would run away from her and create a feedback loop. She was waiting for it. Praying it wouldn’t take long. It didn’t.

The touch of his hands on her hips seemed to channel the resonance through her body. Her nipples flared and scorched as they rubbed against the back of the chair, and all the while Angela was rubbing her pussy with her fingers, watching Tim’s ass plough into her friend. It was a sight to behold.

In that instant, she partly regretted giving up cock, but, truth be told, she found the intoxication of pussy to be more reliable than a hot cock inside her. Angela watched the rutting couple and wished that she had instructed Melissa to lie between her thighs rather than have her face pressed into the back of that chair.

Melissa had the unique idea that men’s cocks must be all Hydrogen to make her insides feel the way they felt, and she also concluded that her vagina was built in the same way, but more research would be needed. She couldn’t have imagined how his dick would make her feel. It caused one pleasurable ripple after another, the resonances amplifying one another with every push into her juicy pussy until her eyes rolled backwards and her body arched. Tim gathered a handful of hair and helped her succumb with deeper strokes.

The shaking of Melissa’s lower region was a sight that Tim had never seen before. He wouldn’t necessarily have realised what was causing it, because not everyone was built like Melissa. Not everyone’s Hydrogen atoms were aligned and working together. His hands gripped her hips tightly as she wriggled and shook. He presumed she was having an almighty orgasm, but it was more than that, far more than an orgasm. It was a whole-body vibration. A complete Hydrogen overload, the intermingling and collapse of millions of wavefunctions, so intense that it literally blew her socks off.

On the opposite sofa, Angela masturbated like fuck. It had been ages since she witnessed this kind of sexual debauchery, and she scolded herself for leaving it so long. Her mind was urging Melissa ever forward into the world of sexual release at the end of a nice-looking dick. Her fingers ploughed her pussy faster when Melissa started to cry out. Every syllable became louder than the previous, and with her neck craned backwards, she cried out at the same time that her body flailed as if a scorched rod had been inserted into her holes. She shook violently.

Tim was loving it. He held her hair tight in his fist, thrusting his cock ever deeper into this subservient woman that his friend had introduced him to. He looked over his shoulder to see what Angela was up to, and when he saw her plunging her fingers into her twat at an ever-increasing pace, he shot his load into his willing fuck-buddy.

“Resonating Hydrogen – my ass,” cried Angela as she came on her fingers. And yet she couldn't deny that Melissa had a point. Tim pulled out of Melissa and, while holding his cock tight to prevent leakage, strode across to Angela and released his final shots of cream over her tits.

Melissa collapsed into the chair she was kneeling on. Still shaking from the intense orgasm. Her dreamy eyes focused on Tim spraying her girlfriend's tits with his cum. A smile crossed her face, and then she found her second wind and bounded across the room, pushed Tim onto the sofa, crushing Angela’s leg in the process, and mounted and fucked him once more. She wouldn’t be able to say with any certainty whether her actions were down to jealousy or not. She didn’t care. She just needed to feel full of cock again. Those sensations she experienced were better than any drug, and truth be told, the resonating atoms in her cells were crying out for more.

She was exhausted by the time she crawled off Tim’s body, and she headed for the bath; it was her safety blanket in times like this. She had lost count of the number of times she had climaxed, and she had to coax and drag her shaking body to the bathroom, step by shaking step. Soaking in a bath was her way of calming down. You would have thought that soaking in a liquid where sixty-six per cent of the atoms were Hydrogen would have torn her body apart, but it had the opposite effect. It soothed her, evened out all her resonating atoms in her body and calmed those that were overreacting. Mostly the ones around her nipples and pussy.

As she started to relax, she could hear Angela shouting from the lounge that she was going to cum. A wry grin crept across her face, and an image of a devoted lesbian taking Tim’s cock popped into her mind. She hoped it was Tim’s cock anyway.

With her hands washing over her sensitive nipples, she could feel her body return to normal. She caressed her thighs, easing away the highs of H-r, and by the time she had stood up and was drying her body, she felt as if the resonance had flat-lined.

Tim and Angela appeared in the doorway. She went to speak, to thank him, but the only words that escaped her mouth were, ‘We need to do it again.’

When she looked at Tim’s cock she found it was erect. Possibly longer and harder than before. She grasped it. Took it for a walk into the bedroom. She could already feel her fingertips excite.

“Get on the bed, Angela,” she said.

She crawled up towards her friend. Spread her legs and lapped at her pussy. She paused briefly to look behind her.

“Any hole,” she said, before continuing to excite her friend and herself.

There needed to be more research, far more research.

She was sure of only one thing: she fucking loved science.