Mike suddenly came to his senses, realizing that the beautiful senior was seeking a kiss. He quickly reached out, cradling her jaw in his hands, and passionately met her lips.
"Ouch!" Taylor cried out, the culprit being the small table between them. Swiftly, Mike moved it under the bed. Taylor, sitting cross-legged on the bed, watched him with a tilted head. Mike knelt before her, slowly pressing his lips to hers.
Taylor swallowed the small roll in her mouth, actively extending her tongue into Mike's mouth for him to savor. This was Mike's first kiss with a girl, the taste of her sticky, soft, and slippery tongue causing his heart to race. His arousal, which had been satiated not long ago, was reignited. As Taylor clung to Mike's neck and reclined onto the bed, Mike followed her motion, pressing against her left side. Taylor immediately felt his hardness against her thigh.
As Mike continued to engage in a tongue battle with Taylor, she began to feel aroused. She guided Mike's right hand to her chest, whispering, "Touch me."
For the first time in his life, Mike's hand trembled as it made contact with the softness of a woman's breast. His fingers instinctively tightened around the soft mound, then froze. He managed to stammer, "Taylor, you're... so big."
Taylor pushed her chest into his hand, cooing, "Help me massage it." Mike clumsily obliged, his hand exploring the fullness of her breast. He was excited, but he was missing the point, his movements erratic and aimless, which only served to heighten Taylor's arousal, leaving her restless and frustrated.
Taylor, lacking the patience to wait, undid the top three buttons of her dress and unclasped her bra, revealing her firm, white breasts. She lifted her left breast, guiding Mike's hand, saying, "Touch here..."
Mike reverently placed his hand on her breast, feeling the nipple poking into his palm, causing an irresistible itch. He kneaded her breast like dough, feeling it flatten and round under his touch. It was a far better experience than before, but Taylor was still not satisfied. She made another request, "Suck on my nipple..."
Mike was more than willing. He opened his fingers, and Taylor's nipple appeared, trembling between his middle and ring fingers. He lowered his head, gently taking the nipple into his mouth. Strangely, he instinctively knew to suckle. "Mmm... Mmm..." Taylor finally felt a hint of satisfaction, moaning in pleasure, "Mmm... Good... Good..."
Mike nibbled gently on her nipple, his tongue teasing it incessantly, while his hand rhythmically massaged her breast. Taylor held his head, her eyes closed, a seductive smile on her face. "You're such a good boy, Mike... I adore you... Mmm... Mmm... So good... Oh... Mike... Switch sides... Switch sides..."
Mike switched to her other breast as instructed. The nipple, half-soft, half-hard, gradually hardened in his mouth. His hand stayed in its original position, his index finger replacing his tongue, circling around her nipple. "Ah... Mike... Mike... It feels so good... I feel so good... Oh..."
Taylor was feeling better and better, but also more and more needy. Her left hand reached down to Mike's crotch, finding his hard arousal. She gently stroked it up and down. His arousal, confined within his pants, protested with a twitch. Taylor unzipped Mike's pants, reaching into his underwear to find the swollen head, teasing the tip with her fingertips and spreading the pre-cum that had seeped out around it.
Mike's lower abdomen involuntarily contracted, forgetting the movements of his mouth and hand. Taylor then withdrew her hand, opened her arms, and said, "Hey... help me take off my clothes."
Obediently, Mike unbuttoned her blouse and unclasped her bra, revealing Taylor's beautiful figure. Only her panties remained, the small white triangle already transparent due to dampness, unable to hide the dark shadow beneath. Overwhelmed with excitement, Mike roughly pulled them down, and Taylor arched her left leg, presenting the curves of her buttocks and thighs even more perfectly.
Mike gazed at Taylor, who was now completely bare except for a pair of blue and white short socks. She posed in the most enticing way, allowing Mike to take in the sight.
Mike moved to kiss her, but she pushed him away, pointing at his clothes. Hurriedly, he stripped off his own clothes. In a moment, they were both naked, embracing and kissing each other.
Taylor's hand roamed over Mike's chest, teasing his nipples. Unable to resist, Mike rolled over and pressed her beneath him. Taylor spread her legs in cooperation, and Mike's manhood fumbled around, unable to find the entrance. Taylor guessed he was inexperienced, so she shifted her hips to help him, guiding him to her entrance, which was already overflowing. With a hook of her heel, Mike was fully inside her.
"Oh..." Taylor moaned in satisfaction.
It was thick, it was comfortable, and the loneliness of the past few days was finally dispelled. Mike was even more ecstatic. It was his first time inside a woman, and Taylor was both provocative and tight. The sensation of being enveloped was thrilling, and Taylor even moved her hips to urge him on. He began to move like he had seen in adult films, initially awkward, but soon finding the rhythm. Their movements were perfectly synchronized.
"Oh... Mike... you're doing so well... I'm so pleasurable... Ah... Ah... Yes... So deep... So thick... I'm so full... Ah..."
Encouraged by Taylor's praises, Mike put in even more effort.
"Good boy... good brother... Ah... I feel so good... Mike... Do you think I'm pretty...?"
"Pretty... so pretty... Hmm..." Mike cradled her face, starting to kiss her.
"Hmm..." Taylor kissed him back, her hips moving passionately.
Mike was indeed thick, and Taylor's passage was stretched to its limit, but she didn't feel any discomfort. In fact, she wished he could be even thicker.
Mike lay on Taylor's youthful, elastic body, admiring the beautiful woman he had always admired. He was determined to please her, to win her heart, and he worked tirelessly. His manhood moved powerfully inside her, and when he went deep, he would feel the rebound from Taylor's thighs. It was an incredible experience; he hadn't realized making love could be such a joyful thing.
Taylor kept encouraging him, telling him how good she felt.
"Dear Mike... dear brother... you're doing... so well... I should have... Ah... been with you... sooner... You're... so thick... feels so good... Ah... faster... Ah... I'm going to... Hmm... reach the heavens... Ah... Ah..."
Mike had never heard a woman moan so passionately, and Taylor's voice sent shivers down his spine. He held Taylor tightly, ravishing her like a storm. To his surprise, this was exactly what Taylor wanted, and her moans grew even more intense.
"Mike... my love... you're killing me... Ah... Ah... It's okay... I want... Oh... Yes... Like this... Don
't stop... Ah... Ah... Don't stop... Hmm... Faster... Faster... Ah... Ah..."
She was close to climaxing, her hands tightly gripping Mike's neck, her body trembling, her hips raised high, allowing him to penetrate even deeper.
"Brother... faster... Ah... faster... I'm almost there... Ah... Ah... Oh my god... I can't take it... Oh... It's happening... Ah... Ah..."
A gush of warmth sprayed from her, wetting Mike's bed. Mike didn't understand what this meant, but he continued his fervent thrusts without stopping.
"Oh... Oh... Mike... you truly are... mine... Ah... my dear brother... Hmm... Oh my... this feels so good... Ah... Ah... I'm coming again... Oh... Again... Ah... Ah..."
She climaxed again, her inner muscles squeezing tighter, spreading the pleasure to Mike. He couldn't resist the constant contraction of her inner walls, and finally, his manhood swelled and released his seed with a rush.
"Ah... Taylor... Taylor..."
They lay together, weak and sweaty. Taylor kissed his cheek contentedly. Mike lifted his head, looking closely at Taylor's face. From her forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, to her lips, everything about Taylor was incredibly beautiful.
"Senior!" he called her.
"What, Senior," she stroked his hair, "Don't I have a name?"
"Ta... Taylor..."
"Hmm."
"Taylor..." Mike asked, "Should... should I marry you?"
Taylor looked at the bewildered Mike and laughed, "Do you want to?"
"Yes! Yes! But...," Mike said, "There must be many people chasing after you."
"So, are you scared?" Taylor asked.
"Not scared," Mike adjusted his glasses, confidently saying, "I will also chase, I will defeat them."
Taylor wrapped her arms around him, "Good, then work hard."
Mike leaned down to kiss her, and Taylor lifted her chin, parting her lips to welcome his kiss.
Just then, outside the room, Leo and Selena had just returned. They reached the staircase and saw Taylor's cute little shoes outside Mike's door. They exchanged a knowing smile.