wanting to fuck clark with his glasses on .ᐟ + him using his x-ray vision to watch his cock inside you.
“are you sure?” clark asks, breathless, his hands under your shirt and exploring your skin. you nodded your head, reaching over to grab his glasses off the nightstand. he hovered above you, smirking down at you as you slowly put his glasses back on. “how’s that?” clark asks, his voice low and raspy. your stomach was already doing flips, your thighs trying to press together to relieve the ache between your legs. but clark’s massive frame was between your legs already, causing you to buck your hips against his. he chuckled, looking down to where your hips just bumped his.
he was completely enamored with how much you found him sexy in his glasses. clark always felt a bit insecure in his glasses despite using it as a tactic to lead a normal life. he never thought a lot of girls went for the nerd look and he always thought the glasses made him look silly and possibly undesirable? but you thought he was far from that. you found him incredibly sexy with his glasses on, it just suited him perfectly with his dark hair and blue eyes. you were always in awe of clark, glasses and all.
clark groaned, eyes fluttering shut as his fingers brushed over your wet folds. “gosh, you’re so wet…” he whispered, his eyes opening again to gaze down at you. your arms wrapped around clark’s neck, bringing him even closer to you, your back pressing into the mattress. you moaned softly as his thick fingers continued exploring your folds, gathering your wetness with a low moan from him. “my glasses get you this wet?” he asked, breathless. “you in your glasses.” you correct softly.
leaning down, clark’s lips pressed to yours, your hands sliding up and fingers tangling in his curls. his hand wrapped around the base of his cock as he nudged your thighs wider with his hips. slowly, he guided his cock to your dripping entrance, notching the head right there. he breaks the kiss, panting as he looks down at you for permission. this wasn’t your first time with clark, but he always sought out permission right before just in case… also to prepare you to be split open by him… again.
you nodded your head bringing his lips back down to meet yours. with a careful thrust forward, clark’s thick tip enters your entrance, your hands wrapping around his massive biceps. your fingernails dug into his skin, leaving half-moons as he let out a hiss. slowly — and torturously — he pushes his thick length inch by inch into your aching cunt. your eyes rolled back, back arching up off the mattress. clark watches your face carefully, making sure everything is okay and that you’re not in any pain at any point.
he lets you adjust to his size for a moment, his hand reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. the air felt like it was knocked out of your lungs, only half of his length inside you now. “shhh… breathe baby.” he whispers softly, watching your face closely. you suck in a sharp breath, spreading your thighs wider as he slides in even deeper. “there you go, baby. good girl.” he murmurs, brushing his lips along your jawline as he finally bottomed out inside you.
letting out a whimper, you could feel the tip of him pressing against your cervix. all thoughts left, your brain basically turning to mush like it often did around clark. you wrapped your legs around his waist, causing him to groan lowly. “move…” you murmured to him, giving him the green light. he did not hesitate before he pulled his cock out almost completely, glancing down to see it slick with your juices, before he slowly pushed his cock back in inch by inch. clark’s eyes snapped back to yours as he heard a loud moan fall from your perfect lips. “look at me, baby. you wanted me to wear my glasses, so look at me.” he coos softly.
your eyes met his, his bright blue eyes searching yours through his glasses. as if in cue, your pussy squeezed around him, clearly enjoying the sight in front of you. your heart racing in your chest, your head feeling dizzy and fuzzy. clark smirked, looking down for a moment as he watches his cock disappearing in and out of your soaked cunt. clark uses this position and his current eye trail to use his x-ray vision, allowing to see how deep inside of you he was. biting his lip, he let out a low moan, starting to move his hips faster. he turns off x-ray to glance back up at you before turning it back on to watch him fuck you.
you were moaning and whimpering and clark was watching his every position, taking advantage and making sure to hit every single sweet spot he could find. your fingernails dug deeper into his biceps, the wet sounds of his cock dragging in and out of you filled the room along with your moans and his grunts and groans. “fuck, clark!” you cried out, his eyes watching as his dick hit your sweet spot over and over again. he knew you were close. by the way you gripped him for dear life and your moans getting higher in pitch — he knew. “that’s it… cum for me sweetheart.” clark rasped, turning off his x-ray vision to look up at your face again.
that’s all it took for your orgasm to hit you like a freight train, your legs shaking and a loud cry of pleasure ripping from your throat. the feeling of you clenching his cock triggers his own orgasm and with a couple quick and hard thrusts, clark paints your walls with white, hot, sticky cum. the two of you laid there panting as you came down from your highs, feeling like you both entered a different universe for a minute there. clark leans down and presses a gentle kiss to your lips, lingering there for a moment.
“guess i’m gonna have to start wearing my glasses during sex more often if it makes you cum that hard.” clark chuckles, brushing his nose against yours. you couldn’t help the giggle that escapes you and nod your head, definitely agreeing to having him wear his glasses more often during sex.
