Genius Manager: I Can Make All Girls Talented!

Chapter 62: Chapter 62 - Fucking Clara in the Bathroom!

Clara kept blushing from all the actions she took with Darius. They were in the middle of a public bathroom, and anyone would be able to enter at any point, which made things even more embarrassing for her.

Darius kept touching her body without any restraint, and she enjoyed every second of it. However, she couldn't help but have a small worry in the back of her mind. Clara was stressed out, but all those worries disappeared when she saw what was in the middle of Darius's legs.

It was so big that she mindlessly tried to grab it with one of her hands. However, one hand wasn't enough, so she grabbed it with her second one. It was already turning extremely hard, and Clara wasn't too sure what to do with a dick in her hands.

While it might not seem like it, Clara, just like Yuna and Avery, didn't have any experience with the male gender. She had a few relationships, but they never went as far as this. The only thing they had done was kiss one another…so all this was extremely new, and Darius felt it instantly by how she held onto his dick.

She was clumsy, holding it without any technique whatsoever. However, he didn't mind it; Darius simply had to do the same thing as he did with the others. He would have to teach her.

Nonetheless, Darius wanted to try something new today. He wanted to get a boob job, something that he still hadn't received in his lifetime.

"Don't use your hands," Darius muttered as he continued to grope her breasts, making her moan slightly every time. "Let's use those."

He pointed toward her jiggly tits with a smile. They were still under her shirt, but it wouldn't take long for that shirt to come off. Darius would make sure of it.

With a flustered look, Clara, who usually had a cold personality, was listening to Darius's every word…even asking questions.

"What do you mean? How am I going to use them…?"

Darius smiled at her cute behavior. "Don't worry, I'll show you."

He patted the top of her head, making Clara's body shake out of nowhere.

"Now, you can start by removing your clothes."

Clara nodded as she slowly grabbed the two ends of her shirt, pulling it over her head. Her shirt was extremely tight, making it possible for her breasts' form to show through it, and when she pulled it over her head, her tits followed upward.

As she managed to get over her head, her tits dropped out of the shirt and bounced up and down on her chest. Darius liked the view as her breasts were sitting perfectly. Her breasts were definitely healthy, which would be perfect for a boob job. They weren't sluggish or anything like that.

Now that her breasts were free from their clutches, Darius continued to tell her what to do.

"Now, sit on the toilet and look up."

Clara nodded as she did just that. She looked up with a cute smile, making Darius's dick even harder.

Darius really liked that Clara wasn't even questioning his orders. It was nice to have someone who could listen to everything he would say without the slightest problem.

"Now, grab my dick again, and insert it in the middle of your breasts."

She nodded with a blush as she touched Darius's girthy dick and put it in the middle of her milkers, making it completely disappear because of how big they were. Instantly, Darius felt a wave of pleasure course through his body. However, there was still one last step, and it was the most important one.

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"Now, grab your tits and squeeze them onto my dick while moving up and down."

"Ok," she mindlessly answered. She grabbed her tits and squeezed them onto Darius's dick without any restraint. "Is this good?"

She moved up and down extremely fast, surprising Darius greatly.

"Y-Yeah, that's perfect." He felt himself getting closer to cumming in an instant. However, he managed to control himself as he kept a straight face.

Then, as Darius was about to escalate things, he heard footsteps and the voice of someone seemingly talking alone or on the phone. That person was getting closer to the bathroom.

"I'm telling you. She's smoking hot, and she was really good at acting, too. I can't wait to fuck her…"

Darius would recognize that voice even in his sleep. It was Tristan who was coming into the bathroom to take a piss, from the looks of it.

He was already telling someone that he wanted to fuck Clara from the looks of it.

'Keep dreaming, I'm the one fucking her right now,' Darius thought with a smile.

In fact, hearing Tristan walk in gave Darius the opportunity to take things even further with Clara, who had a panicked look on her face.

Darius told her to continue moving her tits as he moved his hands toward her pussy, entering his fingers right inside her wet pussy. Clara's pussy was already drenching from giving Darius a boob job…it was only a matter of time before she started moaning.

Nevertheless, Darius and Clara stayed silent as Tristan kept talking on the phone like the douchebag he was.

"Dude, you really think she'll refuse me? She's a nobody. The moment I give her a little bit of attention, she'll be all over my dick, begging for more."

Clara heard those words, and she didn't seem too sure if Tristan was talking about her. However, Darius would simply tell her later, as there was no time to discuss it. Still, as Clara was about to open her mouth to ask Darius…something unexpected happened, she moaned.

However, it wasn't a small moan; she was having a full-on orgasm from Darius's fingers. Her body started shaking without her having the slightest control over it.

"ANNNH~!"

Immediately, she put her hand on her mouth to contain the noise. However, it was too late; Tristan had heard them.

He eyed the bathroom cubicle with disgust and said, "You guys have no class, fucking in a bathroom. Can't you do it somewhere else?"

Darius heard those words and decided to humiliate Tristan just a little.

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