"Women prefer jerks," I joked.
As soon as I finished speaking, I pushed my hips up, pressing against Vivian's snug pussy.
It seemed like her pussy became even more sensitive, contracting tightly around my cock, as if trying to pull me in completely like a vortex.
Vivian couldn't resist arching her back, pressing against me, clearly unable to handle my intensity.
"Fee... feel it? Do... do you like my cock? Ha... have you fallen for me?" I teased.
Vivian, intoxicated in pain and pleasure, bit her lower lip hard, leaving marks from the pressure, a sign of restricted blood flow.
Her lips were swollen and red, showing signs of congestion, as if she might start bleeding if she bit down any harder.
But she mustered the last of her strength to respond to me. "I... I did fee... feel it... please stop... I can't take it much longer..."
Vivian's voice was strained, with hints of exhaustion and pain.
The more she resisted, the more I wanted to push harder, even feeling the urge to make her cry.
Maybe deep down, I was just indeed a jerk?
And maybe that was why many women liked me, wanting to be with me intimately?
I pondered as I increased the pace and intensity of my movements.
Suddenly, her intimate area tightened around me, gripping my manhood tightly.
She was reaching climax.
There was a significant amount of discharge flowing out, sliding down our skin onto the bed.
After her climax, Vivian seemed drained of all energy, collapsing onto me.
Her arm accidentally hit something, causing the bed to sway slightly.
The movement was like gentle waves, gradually advancing forward.
Even my back felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation, muscles easing.
I couldn't help but look around. "What's going on?"
Amidst her soft moans, Vivian squeezed her words out, "I... I don't know. When I boo... booked this room, the receptionist robot hinted... at a special surprise and said... we... we would be very surprised! I had... mmm... no idea what it was, but I was curious, so... so I booked this room. I... I've tried to figure out its special feature for a long time, but couldn't. Now, we... we seem to have accidentally tri... triggered something!"
Vivian lay on my chest, her cheek against my muscles, which could feel the subtle changes as she spoke.
Most importantly, the vibrations from her voice resonated through my chest, sending a tingling sensation through my body, like an electric current flowing through me.
"Well, it... it looks like I'll have to explore this room myself... Bu... but I feel like this hotel's surprises aren't limited to just this... How about we investigate further together?" I asked tentatively, running my hand through her hair, gently tucking the loose strands behind her ear.
Vivian's cheeks were plump, and as I lightly pinched them, they felt soft, like squeezing a sponge.
The touch was comforting, her skin delicate and smooth, as if a little more pressure could make water come out.
Vivian waved, "Be... better not. We've... mmm... been intimate for so long, and I... I'm reaching my limit."
I roared, still feeling unsatisfied, "We've only just begun. I haven't had my fill yet!"
For some reason, whenever it came to intimacy, I never felt tired.
No matter how many times, as long as a naked woman was in front of me, I would uncontrollably get aroused, and I always eagerly looked forward to being intimate with someone.
Regardless of whether they could handle my high energy, as long as it was what I wanted, I would find a way to make it happen.
"But I... I can't take it anymore. I fee... feel like my legs won't even close, and my intimate area keeps trembling, ma... making my legs shake too. I have to go back to work soon, and at the cashier, I... I have to stand. I... if you don't save some of my energy, I won't be able to handle it!" Vivian's voice was soft, with a pleading tone, almost like she was being coquettish with me.
Although her words softened me and made me feel sorry for her dealing with a man with so much energy, I kept thrusting in and out of her.
Even in my mind, I kept picturing Vivian in lingerie waiting for me at the hotel, and it always took me a while to shake off that image.
So, if I didn't fully satisfy myself this afternoon, I'd probably be craving intimacy with Vivian by evening.
"Alright, let's go one more round. Let me make love to you on this massage bed and experience a different kind of pleasure. Then I'll let you go. How about that?" I played with her hair as I spoke.
This was my compromise with her.
After hesitating for a moment, Vivian finally relented, "O... okay, but please be quick! I really... really can't take it anymore!"
I gave her a grin. "I promise to make sure you have the energy to go back to work."
With that, I patted her bottom, signaling her to lie on the bed.
Vivian immediately complied, rolling off me and obediently lying on the bed, fitting snugly against it.
I knelt on her bottom, parting her cheeks to reveal her pink and swollen pussy.
A gentle touch made her intimate area tremble uncontrollably, as if there was a vibrator inside, almost numbing my hands.
I flicked my fingers on her thick lips, and her pussy reacted intensely, contracting rapidly in surprise.
I inserted my fingers inside, teasing her, "Your pussy is so sensitive!"
"It's not sensitivity, it's your teasing that's causing this. You better... mmm... finish up quickly and leave. Otherwise, if you take too long, my... my pussy will really be in trouble, and you won't be able to play with it anymore." Vivian twisted her bottom, urging me to hurry up and penetrate her.
Her round bottom swayed enticingly, making me salivate, feeling ravenous.
Especially with the bed rhythmically shaking, the tremors progressing from the head to the foot of the bed.
It felt like drifting in the vast ocean, the layers of trembling were like waves, carrying us along.
Lust washed over me as I urged her, "Got it. Lift your bottom a bit, I'm going in."
After my instruction, Vivian raised her bottom slightly, ready for my entry.