Melissa Raises the Heat

Melissa carefully removed her top hand while keeping her lower hand in Lisa’s own. She then stood up and moved her chair next to Lisa’s. Lisa’s own mind struggled with the situation. Part of her shouted this is not right. Part of her pointed out that the distance needed for a therapeutic relationship was gone. This girl was now in her personal space. Part of her mind thought about that very notion, this beautiful woman was so close. Close enough to embrace, to kiss, to grope. Suddenly, her mind seized on the word grope. This was not her. Lisa stood up and broke their connection. Stepping away from the table and turned away while clutching the cross on her necklace. She could feel her juices dripping down her inner thighs.

Melissa stood up and adding a bit of her glamour to her voice sadly stated, “I am sorry. I guess my presence has upset you.”

Lisa turned and just saw tears flowing down Melissa’s cheeks as she turned away. Her mind instantly began thinking, stop her. I can let her go. Its both my job as a RA and a future psychologist to help her. I cannot let her have another breakdown. I will look bad that this happened under my watch. She hurried over to Melissa and took her hand as Melissa was walking to the door. The sudden touch brought with it another wave of pleasure that took Lisa by surprise. She closed her eyes and basked in the feeling.

Suddenly, she felt another wave of pleasure as she felt Melissa’s lips on her own and Melissa’s other hand wrap around her pulling them together. Lisa felt as though she was melting as Melissa’s tongue gently pushed against her lips. Lisa could not help herself as she let them part. The pressure against her body. Their breasts mashed against each other separated by only the material of their shirts. Melissa’s tongue wrapping around her own. The sweet touch of Melissa’s hand on her ass all felt fantastic.

Was this what it was like to be with another woman she thought to herself? The bible stated this was wrong, but it was written by men. Is this why? Were men afraid all women would convert after feeling such bliss?

Melissa broke the kiss and began to gently kiss and nibble on Lisa’s neck while taking her hand from Lisa’s and moving it up under Lisa’s shirt along her soft quivering skin.

Lisa moaned out and opened her eyes a moment as her mind screamed, danger, professionalism, this is wrong, I need to help this girl,...yes I need to help her undress, feel her bare skin on my own, touch her warm pussy, taste her precious juice, and bask in this taboo pleasure. Lisa did not pull away but meekly stated, “we need...to...stop this… I need to help you...” Lisa stopped speaking as she felt Melissa pull her bra down and lightly play with her breasts. Lisa moaned out, “Oh god please.” Lisa could feel her cross growing warm above her breasts. The warmer it grew the more her mind cleared.

Melissa felt it to. Realizing the divine object was giving her strength, Melissa let go of Lisa’s breast and grasped it. The heat soon felt scolding inside Melissa’s hand as she pulled on it. Melissa ignored the pain in her hand and pulled it from Lisa’s neck dropping it to the floor.

Lisa was to caught up in the joyful diversion to feel the necklace break away. As it fell away from her body, the sensations she felt became unbearably stronger. She let Melissa slowly back her up towards her bed and on it. By this time her shirt was completely up and somehow Melissa’s was up and her beautiful delicious breasts were free. Lisa could not help herself, she reached up and grabbed them. She pinched the nipples and relished the little moan Melissa made as she did.

Melissa moved up a bit and seductively whispered, “Suckle my teats. Help me to feel pleasure.”

Lisa’s vision was now encompassed with the luscious breasts as she did as Melissa asked. She took a nipple into her mouth and nibbled and sucked. She was surprised to taste a bit of milk issue from the teat and was amazed at how good it tasted. Suddenly, sex ed class came to mind and how women that were breast feeding feel pain when their breasts are overly full of milk. Lisa quickly came to the rationalization that she needed to help Melissa relieve some of the pressure to make her feel better. Lisa relished the lovely taste as it flowed down her throat and filled with a delightful warmth that made her feel even hornier. Lisa’s mind was so locked into the lewd act that she did not even realize how Melissa was undoing Lisa’s and her own jeans.

Once Melissa had them undone she pulled them down an inch or two to give her hand some room. She moved her hand up under the cotton cloth of Lisa’s basic underwear and ran her fingers down across her enlarged clit and sodden slit. The sensation caused Lisa to stop sucking a moment and moan a bit before she once again went back to suckling the delicious breasts. Melissa repeated the act several times before pushing three fingers deep into the RA’s soaked and feverish tunnel. Lisa once again ceased suckling as an orgasm stronger than any she had ever had washed through her.

She lie back gasping for breath as she felt the sensations of Melissa fingering invade her mind once again. She also felt pressure on her breasts as they had noticeably grown. Despite the orgasm, Lisa felt even hornier and wanted more. She knew she had never had thoughts of being with a woman and how she was taught that it was wrong. But this felt to good to be wrong. She had never wanted something so much before.

Abruptly, Melissa pulled her fingers from Lisa’s drenched pussy and lifted up so that her breasts were just out of reach. Lisa was filled with an aching emptiness and need for more. Lisa raised her head to Melissa’s breast as Melissa pulled away some more. Melissa seductively stated, “Do you want to help me achieve pleasure, Lisa?”