The Teacher's Assistant

Her Room

Larissa's room was regal and lavish, just like her. Of course, there was another marble fireplace, with pink and white flower arrangements surrounding it. A four-poster bed with grey bedding and a beautiful grey velvet bench sitting in front of it. You looked around the room, in awe of its beauty, but also in awe that you were there. 

You turned back to Larissa and your jaw nearly hit the floor. While you were engrossed with the room, she had slid off her dress, it now laying around her ankles. She stepped out of it, her heels still on. Of course, her underclothes were just as perfect as everything else, lace and satin bra and panties, only instead of pastel colors, they were deep red, like her lips. You swallowed, drool pooling in your mouth. She walked towards you slowly, the grin never leaving her face. She kicked off her shoes as she walked, leaving almost all of her clothes behind her.

She reached you and traced your jaw with her fingertips, raising your chin to look at her. She took your lips and kissed them slowly and deeply, a train of spit stretched between you as she pulled away again. You breathed as if you had just run a marathon, but you followed her as she leaned into your ear, breathing into it before speaking.

"Your turn," she said, her voice husky and warm. You nodded and stepped back, slowly pulling off your pajama pants. You weren't wearing anything spectacular underwear-wise, but you hadn't worn an old pair which you were thankful for. You saw Larissa bit her lip as her eyes swept over you. You grabbed the hem of your shirt and began to pull it over your head when Larissa caught your wrist, stopping you.

"Are you wearing a bra?"

You blushed, realizing you hadn't had one on this whole time as you were about to go to bed. 

"No," you said quietly, looking away. Larissa's grin grew and she let go of your wrist before grabbing your shirt herself.

"I want to unwrap you myself," she growled, her eyes suddenly turning dark. You smiled and nodded and watched as she painstakingly pulled your shirt up and over your head, dropping it to the floor.

You blushed, embarrassed to be exposed before such a beautiful woman in this way, but you saw pure joy on Weem's face. 

"You're so beautiful," she whispered, her hands running gently down your sides and down to your underwear, her fingers dipping into the side of them to pull on them slightly. You gasped at her touch, her smirk growing once again.

"You purr for me so well now, I can't wait to hear the noises you make when you're underneath me."

This caused something in you to awaken and you grabbed her chin, crashing your mouth into hers. Immediately the kisses were intense and her tongue fought for dominance in your mouth. The red lipstick that once dawned her lips now was smeared over both of your faces. She bit your bottom lip, pulling gently before releasing it to line your teeth with her tongue. 

Suddenly you felt yourself leave the floor and be swept into her grasp, carried, and thrown onto the bed. You crawled backward as she crawled forward, landing in between your legs and pressing you into her mattress. Making out didn't slow down as your hands explored her body, your fingers running along her ribs to the bra that stood in your way. You were nimble and removed it quickly, throwing it to the floor. You pulled back to take in the view and laid back completely.

"Wow," was all that came out of your mouth. Larissa laughed a warm hearty laugh, sitting back on your hips.

"Like what you see darling?"

"Oh yes," you said, sitting up to catch her in another kiss. But before you could she placed a hand on your shoulder and pushed you back down, her nearly naked form looming over you.