Some Dreams Do Come True
MDNI
tags: f/f/f, threesome, university au, professor!ambessa, professor!sevika, ambessa/sevika/reader, lesbian sex, slight dom/sub, age difference, a lil bit of degradation too
summary: University AU where reader has massive crushes on two of their professors: Ambessa and Sevika. Reader tries to get Ambessa's attention, and it works, with Sevika catching them in the act.
note: this is probably the most self-indulgent fanfic iāve ever written tbh. iām so incredibly gay for both ambessa and sevika so i absolutely had to write something. iām tempted to write another chapter of this, but itās intended as a oneshot for now
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After waking with a start, you sighed, laying back down in your bed. Youād been having a dream about having sex with one of your professors: Ambessa Medarda. She was surely at least twice your age, but that didnāt stop you from lusting after her every time the two of you were in the same room. She was strong, her solid figure creating an enticing silhouette. Despite her imposing stature, she was quite feminine, often opting for ornate outfits with gold accessories. She had dark gray hair and piercing eyes that could shoot daggers if she wanted them to, though youād been trying your best to get on her good side, so thankfully her angry gaze had never been directed towards you.
However, Professor Medarda wasnāt the only professor you had a crush on. There was another lecturer at your university you couldnāt help but daydream about: Sevika, whoād requested that you and your fellow grad students address her by her first name only. She was also older than you, but not by as much as Professor Medarda; youād wager a bet that Sevika was around ten years your senior. Sevika loved to workout, and you often saw her in the university gym in the evenings. She was very muscular, and you triedāand likely failedāto be subtle when you stared at her body as she lifted very heavy weights.
Before you knew it, the blaring sound of your alarm scared you out of your thoughts. You must have woken up just before you needed to get up to get ready for your first class of the day. You always tried to have extra time in the morning on the days you had Professor Medardaās class first, since you wanted to try to impress her.
After taking a shower, you opened your closet, rummaging through clothes as you decided what to wear. You opted for a rather revealing-yet-casual dress that you thought you could get away with wearing to her class without being too obvious with your intentions. It was an almost-but-not-quite inappropriately short, black number with lace and a low neckline, which exposed just enough of your breasts to (hopefully) entice her. You had no idea if Professor Medarda even liked women, let alone had any interest in a grad student half her age, but you werenāt going to let that deter you from trying.
Sevika, on the other hand, definitely liked women. She was very open with the fact that she was a lesbian, something you appreciated about her; you loved that she was authentically herself. You had her class about an hour after Professor Medardaās class was scheduled to end, so you were extra excited about wearing your sexy clothes to see both professors.
After slipping on the dress and a matching black lace thong (you were going braless), you finished your look with some makeup and your favorite sultry perfume. Checking the time to see that you needed to leave soon, you put on your shoes, grabbed your bag, and left your apartment.
Professor Medardaās class was a large lecture, with plenty of students. You always sat in the front row, partially because you found it easier to concentrate on the information up close, but mostly because you could see her betterāand she could get a good look at you. Today was no different, and you settled down in the middle of the front row.
Professor Medarda stood behind a desk at the front of the lecture hall, writing notes on the chalkboard as more of your class filed in. She looked as beautiful as ever, wearing an outfit that showcased both her muscular frame and
her taste in accessories. Right as the clock struck class time, she turned around to face the students and made eye contact directly with you. You smiled at her, and you detected a faint glimmer of something in her eyes, but nothing more.
As the class went on, you found it hard to concentrate on the material, the memory of your dream still fresh in your mind. It didnāt help that Professor Medarda looked especially good; you couldnāt help but stare at her and daydream about what she might be like in bed.
About halfway through the lecture, she made eye contact with you once again. Thinking fast, you decided to slightly open your legs to reveal your thong in the hopes that sheād notice. Very quicklyāand so subtly that you almost didnāt catch itāyou saw your professor give you a once-over. Her eyes ever so briefly caught between your thighs, and you noticed something in her eyes, though you werenāt sure what emotion it was. You felt emboldened, so you winked at her, but she didnāt seem to have seen it.
āClass dismissed,ā Professor Medarda announced a while later. Before you could gather all of your things, she approached you. āWould you mind staying after class? Iād like to speak with you.ā
āOf course!ā you said, heart racing. Part of you was worried you were in trouble, though you werenāt sure why you would be; you just didnāt want to be on her bad side. Mostly, though, you were just excited for a chance to talk to her one-on-one.
Abandoning your things in your spot, you stood and followed her to the desk in the front of the classroom. She moved behind the desk but didnāt sit, instead opting to stand there, as imposing as ever.
You looked at her, nerves alight. āHow can I help you?ā you asked.
āDonāt act coy. I saw you flash me during class.ā She didnāt seem to have any emotion written on her face, just a neutral expression.
You felt your heart skip a beat. You werenāt sure where this was going; you just hoped you werenāt in trouble. āIām sorry, I donāt know what youāre talking aboutā¦ā you decided to lie to try to save yourself from any negative repercussions.
Professor Medarda raised an eyebrow. āYou donāt know? Really? Then tell me why I know what underwear youāre wearing, and why you winked at me.ā
Shit, so she did see your wink. You flustered and stood there, silent, hoping she wasnāt going to report you.
āCat got your tongue?ā
Before you could say anything, your professor took one large step toward you, closing the gap between the two of you. Standing face-to-face with her, you hoped she didnāt notice how nervous you were. Up close, she was even more stunning, and she smelled amazing. You wanted nothing more than for her to rip your clothes off, but you didnāt know if this was going in that direction or a different one.
āYouāre wearing a lacy black thong, correct?ā she asked, not pausing for you to answer before immediately lifting up the bottom of your dress, exposing your underwear.
Your whole body froze. Was this going where you hoped it was going?
āAnswer me,ā she demanded.
āYes, Professorā¦ā you trailed off.
āThatās what I thought.ā She let go of your dress. āWere you trying to seduce me?ā
You felt a blush creep across your cheeks. āMaybe I was. What do you think about that?ā
āI think youāre a filthy little slut who needs to be taught a lesson.ā As soon as she was done speaking, she grabbed you by your waist and flipped you around so your back was facing her. Then, she bent you over the desk, exposing your thong-clad ass. You gasped, your pussy starting to
throb, and your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest. Professor Medarda just bent you over a deskā¦this was going exactly how youād hoped.
Instead of replying with words, you wiggled your ass, hoping to egg her on more. It seemed to work, because she put her hand aggressively on one of your asscheeks.
āHow do you like it? I bet a whore like you likes it rough.ā
āMhm,ā you nodded. āI love it rough.ā
Seeming pleased by your answer, she hummed, then she immediately slapped your ass: hard. You squealed in delight; you couldnāt believe this was happening.
āWhatās your safe word?ā she asked.
āCherry.ā
āGood girl,ā she replied, which made you melt.
Another smack landed on your ass, followed by another and another. She kept spanking you as hard as she wanted, and you were loving every second of it.
Soon, you started to whimper; you were growing needier with each slap. This didnāt escape your professorās attention, because she said, āIt seems someone is growing impatient, hm? Do you want me to fuck you?ā
āYes, please.ā
Immediately, her hand moved to your core, which was soaked. āMmm, youāre so wet already.ā
She didnāt wait for a response before she plunged two of her thick, strong fingers inside you, eliciting a moan that you couldnāt hold in. She slowly pulled her fingers back out before suddenly thrusting back in, hard and fast. She did this a couple more times before you heard someone who wasnāt Professor Medarda clear their throat.
Panic setting in, you looked over at the door to see Sevika standing there with an amused smile on her face.
āCouldnāt help yourself, Ambessa?ā
Professor Medarda kept fucking you as she spoke with Sevika, and you thought you would explode from either pleasure or embarrassmentāor both.
āNo, especially not with such a hot piece of ass.ā
You blushed, Professor Medarda picking up her pace and fucking you faster and harder. You tried so hard to hold in your moans in front of Sevika, but you couldnāt do it, and one escaped.
Sevika chuckled at the sound. āShe definitely is a hot piece of ass; I can agree with that. Just look at her, taking it so well.ā
āWhat do you want, Sevika?ā Professor Medarda asked.
āYeāā you started before her other handāthe one that wasnāt knuckles deep in your pussyāfound its way to your hair and roughly pulled, making you yelp.
āQuiet, slut. We arenāt talking to you right now.ā
Sevika laughed at Ambessaās display of power before answering her question. āI was planning on cutting through the lecture hall to get to my room to set up for my next class, but it seems like Iāve interrupted something.ā
All the while, Professor Medardaās hand never stilled, fucking you just as hard as when Sevika first came in.
āYes, you clearly have. Now if you donāt mindā¦ā
āActually,ā Sevika started. āItās been a while since weāve had fun like this together. Do you mind if I join?ā
Your pussy clenched around your professorās fingers at the thought of both of them fucking you, eliciting a laugh from Ambessa.
āIt seems she would like that,ā Professor Medarda replied. āI would too; itās always a good time with you. Just lock the door so nobody else catches us.ā
Sevika did as she was asked, locking the door before approaching the two of you. You couldnāt believe this was happening: both professors you had the hots for were going to fuck you silly. It was a dream come true.
āYou look so good with Ambessaās fingers inside of you. I wonder how youād look with my cum on your face too,ā Sevika said so nonchalantly you thought youād heard her wrong. That was until she started to unbuckle her belt. Both panic and excitement flooded your veins at the prospect of Sevikaās pussy in your face; you wanted nothing more than to taste her, especially while your other professor was fucking you so thoroughly.
Soon, Sevika was naked from the waist down. Professor Medarda stopped fucking you, slowly removing her fingers. You whimpered at the loss of contact. āLay your back down on the desk,ā she commanded.
You did as you were told, positioning yourself so your pussy was at the edge of the desk so she would have easier access.
Sevika chuckled as if she wasnāt half naked. āSheās a good little whore, huh? So obedient. I canāt wait to feel how amazing her tongue is.ā
āTake the rest of your clothes off,ā Ambessa demanded of Sevika. āI want a good show.ā
Without hesitation, Sevika removed her shirt and bra so she was standing fully naked by the desk. You couldnāt believe how sexy she looked, all muscles and smooth brown skin. You wished your other professor would take her clothes off too, but you didnāt dare ask for it. Plus, the fact that she was fucking you while fully clothed was hot anyways.
Before you knew it, Sevika was climbing on top of you, positioning herself so her pussy was right over your mouth. You couldnāt help but breathe in her scent; it was amazing. You wanted to devour her right then and there, so you put your hands on her thighs and gently pressed on them, silently asking her to lower herself, which she did. You moaned as soon as her pussy hit your tongue, her taste exploding on your tastebuds. You licked her like a woman starved.
It didnāt take long for Professor Medarda to restart her ministrations. This time, though, she fucked you with three fingers, stretching you so deliciously that you couldnāt help but moan into Sevikaās pussy. With Ambessa fucking you increasingly hard and Sevika beginning to grind on your mouth, you could feel yourself growing hornier and hornier by the second.
You began to squirm. You couldnāt help it, you were enjoying yourself too much. The only thing stopping you from exploding all over Ambessaās hand was the lack of attention on your clit. As if she read your mind, she took her free hand and started rubbing not-so-gentle circles on your bundle of nerves. At the new contact, it took everything in you not to cum right then and there.
āWait for Sevika, slut,ā Ambessa demanded. You tried your hardest to hold it in, but you couldnāt stop yourself. Soon, you were exploding all over her hand, wantonly moaning into Sevika.
As Ambessa fucked you through your orgasm, Sevika began riding your face even more aggressively, before she soon followed and came on your face. You were in such bliss you couldnāt believe it, but it was your reality.
Right as Sevika climbed off your face, Professor Medarda pulled out of you. You felt empty at the loss of contact from both women, but you were on cloud nine nonetheless.
You sat up on the desk, taking in Sevikaās flushed, sweaty, naked form. You turned to look at Ambessa, who was somehow still as composed as she was during class. Sevika gave the other professor a look, and Ambessa replied with a hand around Sevikaās throat and a rough kiss on her lips.
You gasped, the sight of your two professors going at it almost enough to make you cum again. You hadnāt thought of Sevika as submissive at all, but seeing Ambessaās hand around her neck turned you on. You moved your hand to your core to touch yourself, but as soon as you did, Ambessa broke away from Sevika, grabbed your hand and then pulled you in for a rough kiss, groaning at the taste of Sevikaās pussy she was getting from your mouth.
āHoly shitā¦ā Sevika mumbled.
The kiss was so incredible that you started to feel almost dizzy. However, it was over as soon as you started, as Professor Medarda pulled away.
Before you could process what had just happened, Sevika pulled you in for a kiss; the tastes of both women mingling on your tongue. Sevika was a surprisingly gentle kisser, despite her tough appearance.
āThatās enough,ā Ambessa chimed in. āSomeone didnāt wait for permission to cum,ā she looked at you, fire behind her eyes. āUsually that would mean a punishment, but Iāll let it slide this time.ā
This time? Did that mean there would be a next time? You desperately hoped so. āDoes that meaāā
āQuiet, whore. Itās my turn,ā Ambessa looked at you, āKneel.ā
You did as you were told, looking up at her from your position on the floor. She began to undress her lower half, and soon stood half naked in front of you. You looked back and forth between her and Sevika, still in disbelief that this was happening.
āWhat are you waiting for, slut? Eat.ā
You wasted no time; you put either hand on Ambessaās thighs for balance and began licking her pussy. Loving the taste of her just as much as you loved Sevikaās, you made sure to make as much eye contact with Ambessa as possible, which she seemed to appreciate, since she moaned as soon as she noticed.
It didnāt take long for Sevika to say that she felt left out. Ambessa replied with a short, āThen get over here.ā
Sevika moved to kneel on the floor behind you, kneading your ass with both of her hands. The addition of Sevikaās touch was very welcomed, the cool metal feeling of her left hand and the warmth of her right mingling into a lovely sensation. You hummed your appreciation into Ambessa, who very subtly bucked into your face in response.
When Sevika suddenly slipped two fingers inside of you, you briefly pulled away from Professor Medarda, who immediately grabbed you by the hair and pushed your face back into her pussy. God, you were loving every moment of this.
Sevika began rubbing your clit with her thumb while she fucked you. Soon after, Ambessaās thighs started to clench around your face. Even so, Ambessa seemed mostly calm and collected, though she was a bit flushed and quietly panting.
Ambessaās thighs suddenly started to shake, and she gasped loudly, your name tumbling out of her mouth. She came on your tongue, and it didnāt take long for you to cum on Sevikaās hand as Sevika fucked you through your orgasm.
As soon as both of your orgasms were over, Ambessa ordered the two of you to stand up. After all three of you were standing, Ambessa and Sevika started getting dressed, while you followed their lead and began readjusting your clothes to look less like youād just gotten your pussy wrecked by two of your professors.
āWell, Iād better go. I have class in 15 minutes and I donāt want to be late,ā Sevika said once she was fully dressed. āNext time, can we play in a bed?ā she asked both of you.
Ambessa rolled her eyes, but you looked at them in wonder. āNext time?ā
They both laughed, but you were genuinely curious, so Ambessa did eventually answer. āThere can absolutely be a next time if you want; I rather like Sevikaās idea of fucking in a bed. Iām also a bit disappointed I didnāt get to use my strap this time.ā
Your mind went blank at the thought of one (or both?) of them fucking you with a strap-on, and you felt yourself get horny again. However, you had Sevikaās class soon, and, like the good student you were, you didnāt want to miss it, so you said your goodbyes and went off to the bathroom to clean yourself up before class.
Right before Sevikaās class started, you sat down in the front row like always. Except this time, you had a new perspective. Sevika couldnāt help but glance over at you occasionally throughout class, and you smirked at her every time, spreading your thighs ever so slightly just to tease her.
It was impossible to pay attention to the material she was teaching, but you were impressed with how put-together she looked after she was just completely naked riding your face.
Looks like dreams do come true.












