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americasass91 · 1 year

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Bad Grade

Hello, there lovelies!

So this was completely conjured because of the picture above. I can’t help that I’m horny for the bastard. Thus, this fic was born. I immediately thought of Andy when I saw the glasses and had to indulge in a little Professor fic. With a surprise thrown in at the end 😉

I hope you enjoy it.

*DISCLAIMER*, if you’re under 18, you don’t belong here. Kindly fuck off and go away. Thank you!

Words: 2.9k

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Language, unprotected sex, P in V sex, oral(m receiving), Professor kink, Andy’s glasses, I think that’s it

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You nervously pull down your skirt as you approach the professor's door. You have to admit you’re a bit nervous. You almost think about turning around.

Instead, you take a couple of deep breaths and hesitantly raise your fist and knock on the door.

You don’t have to wait very long at all before the door swings open and reveals your law professor, Mr Barber.

“Ah, Y/N. I was beginning to think you weren’t gonna show.” He says as he’s not so subtly giving you a once over.

You clear your throat as you pull on your skirt again. “Of course I was gonna show. I’d like to discuss my bad grade.”

He moves aside so you can enter his classroom. As you’re walking to a desk in the front row, you hear him shut the door and turn the lock. You turn to look at him quizzically. “Is there a reason we need the door locked Professor?”

He waves you off and walks over to stand in front of his desk so that he’s directly in front of you. “Just don’t want to be disturbed while we discuss your paper.”

You nod hesitantly as you take a seat. “Okay…where should we begin?”

He gives you a look you can’t quite place before he grabs your paper off his desk. He pushes his glasses up his nose. “I think the first place to start is to ask if you’re paying attention in class because according to this paper the answer is no.”

You look down at your hands that are fiddling in your lap. “I’m doing my best, Professor. It’s hard. I’ve been a bit distracted lately.”

“It’s not the only thing that’s hard.” He mutters under his breath.

You furrow your brows. “What was that?”

He clears his throat and leans against his desk. “I asked what’s distracting you?”

“Oh, uh, you know…just normal stuff.”

“Are you having issues at home?”

“No.”

“Problems with your other Professors?”

You shake your head. “I guess you could say I’ve been distracted by…someone.”

“And who might that be?”

No way were you telling him that considering he was the someone. “That’s not really important. What I’d like to know is if there’s anything I can do about my grade?”

He looks down at the paper in thought for a moment. He looks back up at you after a few seconds. “You could always try actually paying attention and studying.”

You know that’s not gonna work. Not when he shows up to class in his stupid cardigans and those stupid fucking glasses. “I’ll do my best, I promise. Is there anything else I can do? Maybe some extra credit or something?”

He looks down for a moment. You can swear you see a slight blush on his cheeks. The look he gives you when he lifts his head back up is enough to have your panties melting off of you. “Well, I can think of a few things. Though you might not be up for it.”

You clasp your hands in front of you and start pleading to him. “Please, I said I’d do anything, Professor. I have to pass this class if I want to be a lawyer someday.”

He stands up fully and drops your paper on his desk. He takes his glasses off and wipes away a smudge with his sweater. He places them back on his face. “Alright then. You could, oh I don’t know, suck me off?”

Your mouth drops open. You weren’t sure what you were expecting him to say, but that definitely wasn’t it. “Excuse me?”

He starts walking toward your desk. You’re glued to the spot, unable to look away from his now heated gaze. He leans down and plants both hands on your desk and gets so close that you can see your reflection in his glasses. “I said you can suck me off.”

You cannot believe your hot law professor just said that to you. You’re appalled. You quickly stand up and storm to his desk to grab your paper so you can leave. You just get your hand on it when you are pushed against the front of the desk by Mr. Barber. He cages you against him and the desk and ruts his obvious erection against your ass. He moves your hair away from the right side of your neck and leans forward to speak directly in your ear. “Where do you think you’re going, honey? I thought you wanted to improve your grade?”

You try to wriggle free but he has too good of a grasp on you now. You realize there is no way out of this. You sigh in defeat and lower your head. “Fine.”

He stops moving. “What was that?” He turns you around so that you’re facing him.

“I said fine. Can we just get this over with?”

He smirks as he backs away a little, enough to give you room to sink to your knees. Which he assists in by pushing on your shoulders.

You adjust yourself so that you’re a little more comfortable before looking from the noticeable sized bulge in his pants back up to his face.

He raises a brow at you. “Well, what are you waiting for? It’s not gonna suck itself.”

You resist the urge to roll your eyes as you shakily reach for his belt and undo it. You glance up to see him peering down at you with lust in his eyes. “Go ahead, honey.”

Without any more hesitation, you undo his pants and push those and his boxers down enough until his cock springs free. Holy shit. You can’t help but take a moment to be impressed. It may not be the longest one you’ve ever seen, but damn was it thick. You weren’t even sure you could get your mouth around it.

He must be able to read your thoughts. “Don’t worry, honey. It’ll fit.”

You start with wrapping your hand around the base. Your fingers don’t even meet. It earns you a hiss from your professor. You move a little closer and give a tentative lick to the tip. After that earns you a groan from Professor Barber, whose hands are now in your hair, you give a nice lick from base to tip.

He gently yanks your head back by your hair. “Stop the fucking teasing.”

You smirk but decide to oblige. You hesitantly take him into your mouth, only able to get about half down before having to remove your mouth to take a breath. You were right, your mouth barely fits.

You give a couple more pumps with your hand before trying again. You get a little further than halfway this time. Which seems to please him. “Fuck, just like that honey. What a nice little mouth.”

You begin bobbing your head, still only able to go a little more than halfway. This only continues for a few minutes before you’re being yanked off his cock by your hair.

“You can do better than that. You want that better grade? You’re gonna have to work for it. How about this, just keep your mouth open and I’ll do the rest.”

Before you have a chance to even think of responding, he’s stuffing his cock back into your mouth. He gives a few shallow thrusts before picking up speed and shoving more and more of it into your mouth each time. You start gagging a little. He stops again. You look up at him, mouth still full of his cock, with a questioning look on your face. He removes his hands from your hair and gestures towards your arms. “Give me your hands.”

You place your hands in his. He takes your hands and plants them on his hips. He then leans forward and places his hands on his desk and looks down at you degradingly. “Hang on tight.”

You barely have time to tighten your hold on him before he starts a punishing pace. The tip of his cock repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. “Ah, Fuck. That’s it. Your throat was made for fucking, honey.”

You just squeeze your eyes shut as you’re having an internal battle in your head. You shouldn’t be enjoying this. But you can feel your panties soaking through. Stupid fucking hot professor with his stupid hot fucking glasses.

His pace starts to become a little sloppy. You can feel him starting to pulse in your mouth. You know he’s close. You start bobbing your head to meet his thrusts.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Gonna make me cum down that little throat. You want that, honey? Wanna swallow your professor’s cum?”

You let out a moan and give his hips a squeeze to let him know that was more than okay.

He only lasts a few more thrusts before removing himself halfway as he releases his spend down your throat. You make sure to be good and swallow it all before releasing his cock with a ‘pop’. You look up at him as you wipe the sides of your mouth. “Was that okay, Professor?”

He grabs you under your arms so he can lift you up to stand with him. He immediately pulls you in for a heated kiss. Moaning as he tastes himself on your tongue. You go to move closer to him when you feel his erection press into your lower belly. You pull back with surprise. He shrugs and slaps your ass as he goes around the desk to sit in his chair. You turn to face him. He’s pushed his pants and boxers down to his ankles and is stroking his cock. “Guess you’re not done earning that good grade yet.”

You look at him in disbelief. “But I did what you asked me to. I sucked you off.”

“Yeah, and that was great. But now I think you need to ride me. Really secure that A+.”

You’re struggling internally again. On the one hand your professor is taking major advantage and could probably get in serious trouble for this. On the other hand, he’s really fucking hot. You shrug your shoulders. Oh well, go big or go home.

You go around the desk and stand in front of him. “Good girl.” You shiver as he reaches under your skirt to remove your ruined panties. Once they fall to the floor, you step out of them. He quickly snatches them up and puts them in one of his desk drawers.

He reaches under your skirt again and grabs at your ass before making his way towards your pussy. You spread your legs apart. You whimper as his fingers make contact with your soaked cunt. “Fuck, honey. All this just from sucking me off?”

You let your head fall back as you nod. He plays with you for a few minutes, from circling your clit to inserting his first two fingers and scissoring them around to open you up for him.

Just when you start grinding down on his hand, he pulls it away. You snap your head up and look at him. He pats his thigh. “Have a seat, honey.”

You go to start straddling him when he pushes you away. “Nuh uh. Turn around.”

You do as you’re told, desperate to get his cock in you. He grabs your hips and moves you backwards until you're in between his spread thighs. You place your palms on his desk in front of you for some balance. He flips up your skirt and helps you lower yourself on his cock, stopping once he gets the tip in, allowing you to take over. “Take your time, honey. Nice and slow, that’s it.”

You let out a whine as you lower yourself down. He is stretching you so fucking good. It takes you a few minutes before you’re fully seated on him. You let out a deep breath as he smacks your ass. “Alright, get to riding, honey.”

You use your legs and your hands that are placed on his desk for leverage as you slowly start to move up and down. He feels incredible. He keeps his hands on your hips to make sure you don’t rise off his cock completely, helping you move. “God damn that’s a tight cunt. You’re so fucking wet for me. You’ve been wanting this haven’t you? Been wanting your professor to fuck you.”

The last sentence wasn’t a question but a statement. There was no denying it. You pick up the pace. “Oh, yes Professor Barber. Been wanting your cock for awhile now.”

He helps you bounce a little faster and smacks your ass. “Yeah? You’re just a little slut aren’t you?”

You shake your head. “Just for you, Professor. Only you.”

“God damn right only me.”

He allows you to continue your pace as he removes his left hand from your hip and moves it under your shirt to get a handful of your breast, making sure to pinch your nipple in the process. It makes you clamp down on him. “Fuck, honey. You like that?”

You’re only capable of a whimper at that point. He goes back and forth between your breasts, pinching here and grabbing there.

You start moving faster, starting to feel your orgasm building. He’s repeatedly hitting your g spot. You moan out. “Right, there Professor. Right there!”

“My little slut gonna cum all over her Professor’s dick?”

You nod. “Need a little help, please Professor.”

He pulls you down fully on his cock and takes his hand out of your shirt and wraps his arm around your waist and pulls your back against his front. You place your hands on his thighs for balance and immediately start grinding your hips, needing friction.

He takes his right hand and moves it in between your legs. You part them a little so he can reach your clit. He rubs tight, rough circles against it. You’re not gonna last long now. You throw your head back against his shoulder and grind even faster on him. “Oh, god! Gonna…gonna cum!”

He speeds up his fingers. “Do it, cum all over my dick honey.”

You only last a few more seconds before you fall off the edge. Your vision goes white. Your release triggers his. You can hear him moan your name as he releases inside you.

Both of you continue to move to ride out your highs, eventually coming to a stop to catch your breaths. And then it’s silent.

He’s the first to break it.

He presses a kiss against the side of your head. “I love you.”

You giggle and move your hips a little, knowing he’s sensitive. This earns you a slight pinch on your thigh. “I love you too…Professor.”

He chuckles and helps you stand up, keeping his hands on your hips as he stands with you, knowing you’re a little unsteady on your feet. He carefully turns you around. You look up at him with a big smile on your face. He mirrors it and tucks a strand of hair behind your ears. “How was that?”

You bite your bottom lip as you wrap your arms around his waist. “It was perfect.”

He shakes his head as he leans down for a quick kiss. “I still can’t believe I let you talk me into doing it in my classroom.”

You shrug your shoulders. “It made the fantasy more believable.”

He rolls his eyes as he kisses your forehead. “You and your fantasies.”

“Don’t act like you don’t enjoy them. Besides, next time it’s your turn.”

He raises a brow at you. “Oh, yeah? I’ll have to get creative.”

Now you roll your eyes playfully at him. You turn around and tap his phone to check on the time. “Shit! It’s already 5:45. I told the babysitter I’d be back by 6.”

He juts out his bottom lip in a pout. “Just text her and tell her your husband isn’t done with you yet.”

You smack his shoulder. “Oh my god, Andrew I didn’t tell her the real reason I needed a babysitter! She thinks I just had an appointment.”

He smirks. “Well, you did. A dick appointment.”

“Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m married to a cheeseball like you.”

“Say what you want, but this cheeseball’s cum is currently running down your thigh.

You hated when he was right. Which reminded you. “Can I have my panties back?”

He shakes his head. “No way. You have to drive home like that. Wasn’t the babysitter curious as to why you were dressed like that?”

You look down at your provocative school girl outfit you bought especially for this. “I changed in the car. But I don’t have another pair of panties.”

He shrugs. “Sucks to be you.”

You scoff at him. “I hate you.”

“I love you, too, honey.”

You go around the desk and grab your bag off the floor. You walk back over to your husband as he’s buckling his belt into place. “Are you coming home right away?”

He shakes his head. “Not yet. Because of your little distraction, I didn’t get all the papers graded that I needed to. I’ll probably be home around 8.”

You nod and lean up on your tiptoes for a last kiss. “Okay, well be careful coming home.”

“Always, honey. Your professor is always careful.”

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toxic-aries · 1 year

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keep those on (1.1k words)

paring: eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ (MINORS DNI), missionary position, unprotected sex, slight cursing, mentions of hickies, cringey writing, please let me know if I missed any.

a/n: due to joe wearing those glasses, this is where my brain went. sorry if it seems rushed, my migraine took over. eddie x reader really get straight to the point in this blurb.

feedback & criticism is very appreciated. please let me know if you have any thoughts on how I can approve. thank you :)

It was unexpected what you saw when you opened Eddie's bedroom door. Your boyfriend sat on the edge of his bed in nothing but old gray sweats, guitar in his lap, long locks clinging to his face with beads of sweat dripping, and glasses. Glasses? Circle glasses with wire frames to be exact. “Since when do you wear glasses, huh? ” you ask, placing a kiss on his exposed shoulder as you sit next to him.

“Hmm.” he mumbles, adjusting the glasses by their arms, “Well, I only really wear them at night.” Aligning his body more towards you, he gives you a quick kiss. You run your fingers along the edge of his face, brushing away the strands of hair that gripped to his forehead. Maintaining eye contact with his pretty brown eyes through the lenses of those glasses. “You like them? ” he asks as his lips rest along your jawline and his hand moves up your thigh, stroking it.

“I like them a lot...” you say, lifting your head back slightly as he places kisses along your jawline, moving his lips down your newly exposed neck. Eddie’s hands grip on your thigh as he places a few love bites along the sensitive skin of your neck. You begin leaning back slowly, as he follows your every move until your back is pressed against the mattress and he’s now hovering over you.

His hands brush over your thighs, spreading them open slightly – just enough for his hand to palm you through your jeans. You pick his chin up with a couple fingers, lifting up his pretty face from your love-bitten neck. “You look so pretty with those glasses...” you whisper, drawing him into a passionate kiss. With your parted lips, his tongue wanders onto yours and kisses you fiercely.

His hands move to the buttons of your jeans, as he unbuttoned them he pulled them off along with your panties. After removing your exposed half, his hands reach for his sweats and strip him off quickly. As you break free of his kiss, you pull the hem of your shirt off your body as rapidly as possible, exposing your bare chest to him. “You think i’m pretty.” he chuckles, his hand moving to your bare cunt, rubbing circles around your clit.

The moment he touches you, you gasp, your head snapping back, and the sensation of pleasure already immerses you. With his free hand he begins gripping the sides of his glasses, attempting to pull them off – you grab his wrist before he could. “No.” you say in between gasps as his fingers travel your folds, “Keep those on…please.” you plead with him.

He pulls his body back slightly, eyebrow raised, “You want me to keep them on?” he questions. You nod your head in response. You watch as he grips his cock, “You want me to fuck you in these glasses, huh?” he says as he drags the head against your throbbing clit in a teasing manner.

“Please Eds.” you whimper in frustration at the intense pressure between your legs, wishing for relief. You feel him slip into your tight little cunt and slide his thick full length into you. Moaning, you push your back deeper against the mattress as you feel his cock fill you. A few moans escape his lips as your pussy grip tightens around his length. He lowers his body closer to yours as you both get comfortable to the position, you push his glasses back up his nose by the bridge.

With his hands firmly hooked beneath your knees, he raised your legs so they were around his body as his thrusts began slowly. His goal was that you would feel every thrust, every aspect of him. As his forehead rested on yours, the heavy breaths combined with yours caused his glasses to fog up. “You get off just seeing me in these stupid things?” his chuckle breaks through groans, pressing his cock deep into your cunt.

“F-Fuck.” you groan, bucking your hips at the pressure forming, “I-I do. I want you to fuck me in those all of the time.” you cry out as you feel his cock thrusting in and out of you again. His pace quickens with each thrust, gripping his shoulders as he pushes deeper with every motion into your wet cunt. “Fuck baby..” He grunts through his teeth, his hand leaving a bruising grip on your hip “You're soaking wet.”

He moves his mouth to your bare chest, taking your hard pointed nipple between his clenched teeth, looking up at you – glasses slid almost to the tip of his nose. Fuck. Your walls tighten around his cock at the sight of him, his free hand grasping harshly on your other tit. “Eddie…” you moan out, snapping your head back as his lips clasped around your nipple. His tongue danced with it. His teeth clench hard around your sensitive skin.

The sound of moans and cries, mixed with the sick slapping sounds of his cock pounding into your dripping cunt echoed throughout his room. You grab ahold of his chin, maintaining the heavy lustful eye contact between you two. And just so you can stare at those pretty glasses. “Keep looking at me like that.” You whimper, as his deep thrust pounds your g-spot.

You caress his face with both hands, watching his subtle facial expressions as he pounded his cock into you. He moves his hand from your chest, brushing your strands of hair out of your face, “You look so pretty while I’m fucking you…” he coos as his hand that had a bruising grip on your hip moves to play with your clit, “Pretty pretty girl…” he continues.

His fingers danced with your throbbing bud as the cock continued to slide in and out of you. Your legs began to tremble at the upcoming orgasm that was building in the pit of your stomach. As he sped up his rhythm, Eddie pressed his face against your neck, lips panting against your skin. His cock tenses inside your cunt, as he pants out, “I’m going to cum...”, and between heavy breaths, his lenses fog up once again.

You pull his face from the nape of your neck to look him in the eyes, watching as the foggy lenses fade. “Cum in me baby…” you whine out, trying to hold back your own frenzy. With a few more harsh thrusts, you throw your head back in pure ecstasy – his cock tenses as he fills you with his warm spurts. He pulls out slowly as you both ride out your climaxes, his hot sticky spunk leaking from your folds as he does so. Taking a brief look at you through his lenses, he sees you smiling slightly and he mutters, “Shit.”

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