Author's Notes: A request from thebossyleaf. The request was for Amy to give Clara a massage in their apartment after a long day with oral. I hope you enjoy it. I guess this is set in the same universe as Clamy through the looking glass (read it if you haven't already.) Or maybe it's not. *shrugs.* It was only after I decided to do the request that I realised thebossyleaf is actually one of my favourite writers on here, I'm a really big fan of her clamy stories: particularly Just a dream and Christmas shower. I hope you like this leafy :)
Clara pushed open the door to her apartment and stepped inside. With a deep sigh, she unzipped her black jacket and tossed it onto the sofa. Her motorcycle was parked outside. With another sigh, she rubbed her eyes wearily. It had been a long school day and Clara's class had been tiresome. Being a teacher was harder than it looked.
Clara disappeared into her bedroom and stripped down completely, taking a long cold shower. As the water trickled down her naked skin, she heard the door open again. Amy was home. Clara finished her shower and, still drying herself off with a towel, re-entered the bedroom. She only had time to put on bra and knickers before Amy entered the room.
Amy wore a white vest with blue hotpants. "Hey babe," Amy smirked, kissing her half-naked girlfriend. "Was it a non-uniform day then?" Amy joked, looking at Clara's state of undress. Clara smiled but didn't laugh like she usually did. "Everything alright?" Amy asked, serious now. "Yeah," Clara sighed, "Just a long day." "Sounds like you need a lie down then..."
Clara allowed herself to be talked into lying face-down on the bed with Amy on top of her, massaging her shoulder-blades. "Ooh..." Clara muttered, as Amy worked her shoulders and started to work down her back. Clara let out several low moaning sounds as Amy massaged the younger girl. "You smell nice," Amy commented in her Scottish accent. "I just showered," Clara answered. "So you didn't go into school like that then?" Amy winked as she pinged the elastic on Clara's bra.
Clara did nothing to resist as Amy removed Clara's bra. Her fingers continued to work Clara's back lovingly. Then Amy rolled Clara onto her back and groped her boobs lightly. Clara simply lay there, allowing Amy to play with her, too tired and too turned on to resist. Amy cupped Clara's boobs and lifted them, allowing Clara to breathe without their weight for a minute; then she started to pump them up and down.
Amy's devious fingers trailed down over Clara's stomach, rubbing her navel before continuing south. She pinched the sides of Clara's black knickers and eased them down, leaving Clara completely nude. With a sly grin, Amy pressed a finger to the younger companion's entrance. Clara's heart missed a b beat. Then Amy pushed the finger inside. Clara moaned as Amy thrust her finger back and forth. Then she joined that finger with another. Clara's hips bucked under the fingering. The two fingers pumping back and forth were soon joined by a third. Amy took great pleasure in finger-fucking Clara's wet vagina.
Amy's silky wet tongue replaced the fingers at Clara's pussy. Clara's moaning deepened as Amy pleasured Clara with her mouth. The young brunette was gasping for breath at Amy's oral treatment. Amy had mercy and released Clara's pussy as the brunette's orgasm increased in pleasure. Amy, grinning, kissed Clara on the lips.
"Why are your clothes still on?" Clara breathed out. "Because I can see myself naked whenever I want," Amy teased. "You can see me naked whenever you want," Clara whispered with a wink. "I'll remember that when I visit you at work tomorrow," Amy laughed and Clara blushed. "Seriously though, why am I the only one of us that's naked?" Clara asked again. Amy chuckled and brushed her finger on Clara's pussy then brought it to her mouth and licked the liquid from the tip of her finger. "Because you're having a shower..." she answered.
They both laughed uncontrollably as Clara playfully shoved Amy away, then dragged the redhead into the bathroom where she tossed her into the shower. Clara switched the water on and Amy was drenched, her clothes soaked through. Then Clara stepped into the shower and straddled Amy, their legs locking together. Silently, between kisses, Clara rolled away Amy's vest and tore apart her wet bra.
Through the downpour of streams of water, Clara groped Amy's tits and Amy ran her fingers through her girlfriend's hair. As more and more of Amy's wet clothes were tossed aside, Clara felt her energy returning with her lust and the two lost themselves in love making. Amy and Clara were wrapped in eachother's arms and the sex was amazing.