Hands on Clara, Looking for a Happy Ending

You slide off the bed and reach for your phone once more, this time scrolling through the music app visible to everyone. A moment later, smooth jazz fills the room from David's wireless speakers.

"Clara, lie down on your stomach," you instruct, your voice confident with newfound sexual authority. "I'm going to give you a proper massage."

Clara raises an eyebrow but complies, stretching out on her stomach across David's charcoal sheets. "Mmm, I didn't know you were a masseuse," she purrs.

"There's a lot you don't know about me," you reply with a playful wink at David, who watches with interest from the edge of the bed.

You climb onto the bed, straddling Clara's thighs. The smooth skin-on-skin contact sends a thrill through your enhanced body. Leaning forward, your copper waves cascade around your face as you whisper in Clara's ear.

"Just relax," you murmur, your Irish lilt pronounced in the intimate moment.

You spot a small bottle of lotion on David's nightstand and reach for it. The scent of sandalwood fills the air as you warm it between your palms.

"Mind if I borrow this?" you ask David, who nods, his eyes fixed on your naked form.

"Be my guest," he replies, his voice husky.

You start with Clara's shoulders, your thumbs working circles into the knots of tension there. She moans appreciatively as you work your way down her spine, applying firm pressure with the heels of your hands. The lotion makes her skin glisten in the amber light.

"Oh my god," Clara groans as you hit a particularly tight spot between her shoulder blades. "That feels incredible."

"Just wait," you promise, working lower.

You take your time, massaging each vertebra, each curve of muscle. Your hands move to her sides, fingers grazing the outer swell of her breasts where they press against the mattress. Clara's breathing becomes heavier.

David shifts position, moving closer to watch. "You're quite good at this," he observes, his hand absently stroking himself.

"I'm just getting started," you reply, moving down to Clara's lower back.

Your fingers trace the outline of her Celtic knot tattoo—the match to your own—before continuing to her buttocks. You knead the firm flesh there, eliciting another moan from Clara.

"Is this okay?" you ask, though you already know the answer.

"God, yes," she breathes. "Don't stop."

You massage down her thighs, then slowly work your way back up, your touch growing lighter, more teasing. When you reach her inner thighs, Clara instinctively parts her legs slightly.

"Turn over," you instruct, and she complies eagerly, rolling onto her back.

You start again at her shoulders, working down to her breasts. You massage them in slow circles, paying special attention to her nipples, which harden under your touch.

"Fuck," Clara whispers, arching her back.

David watches intently, his arousal evident. "This is quite the show," he comments, voice strained.

You continue down Clara's stomach, massaging with deliberate strokes that move lower and lower. When you reach the apex of her thighs, you pause, looking up to meet her eyes.

"May I?" you ask.

"Please," she replies, spreading her legs wider.

Your fingers slip between her folds, massaging in slow, deliberate circles. Clara's hips buck in response, and you increase the pressure, finding the rhythm that makes her gasp.

"Oh fuck, right there," she moans, her hands gripping the sheets.

You maintain the perfect pressure, watching as she writhes beneath your touch. David moves closer, his hand on your lower back as he whispers in your ear.

"You're a natural," he murmurs, his breath hot against your neck.

Clara's breathing quickens, her movements becoming more urgent. You can tell she's close, so you increase your pace, circling faster as her moans grow louder.

"I'm—I'm—" she gasps, and then she's coming, her back arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crash through her.

You slow your movements gradually, helping her ride out the aftershocks until she collapses back onto the bed, panting.

"Jesus Christ," she breathes. "That was... that was incredible."

02:10 | Tuesday 5 August 2025 | David's Bedroom

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