Michael Jackson Imagines

Birthday Sex

Michael was on the set of his new short film entitled "Bad." You agreed to tag along to see him work.

You seeb glimpses of him in the outfit that he was supposed to wear and you were stunned. He looked pretty badass from any angle.

You assisted the director by yelling action and cut with a smirk at Michael. He raised his eyebrow at you and began the scene where he runs across the screen during the bridge of the song. He was doing a great job until he did a move where he scooted across the floor in a train like motion. He walked up and put his left hand out while thrusting his hips and switching hands. That move was enough to send you over the edge.

After a few hours, the director called a wrap and everyone went back to the hotel. You and Michael got in the limo and drove off. Michaels phone began to ring and you raised your eyebrow in suspicion. He answered and spoke in broken up sentences. "Its all set.... Ok that's great.... Really?.... *smirks at you*... Thanks for setting that up for me. I owe you one... Ok bye," Michael spoke and hung up.

He looked dead ahead as if you didnt exist. You pouted and slumped down in your seat looking away from Michael. 15 minutes later, you arrived at the hotel. You and Michael bolted into the lobby in disguise and into the elevator.

You ignored him until you reached the room and Michael covered your eyes with one hand. "Michael what the hell?" you asked in surprise. Michael didn't utter a word until you heard the door click open.

You were stopped in the middle of the room and your eyes were uncovered. A soft tune played thorought the room and candles were lit everywhere. The floor and bed were covered in red and white rose petals and a box was on the bed with your name on it. You were stunned. Michael seemed pleased with himself and smirked with his hands folded across his chest.

You looked at Michael and he pointed at the box. You ran to the bed and grabbed the box. You slowly opened the box to be greeted by a pair of silver jewled heels and a diamond bracelet with matching ring and necklace. The necklace had you and Michaels names engraved on the back with the words entitled "I love you babygirl."

Your eyes started to water with pure happiness. You ran into Michaels arms and he held you up to his chest with his hands wrapped around your thighs. He gently squeezed them and you pulled him into a loving kiss. After getting some air, Michael leaned into your ear. "Tell me what you want Daddy to do to you," he growled sexily.

You were turned on and couldn't speak. Michael wanted an answer and to get it out of you, he slapped your ass hard. You whimpered and he repeated his question. "Fuck my brains out daddy," you whispered and licked the shell of his right ear. He moaned and he spun around off the wall and pushed you onto the bed. He began to rip your clothes off instantly and worked his way to your dripping core.

He left sloppy kisses on your thighs with hickeys here and there. He slowly moved his skillful tongue in between your folds and you moaned, catching you off guard. You gripped the sheets and arched your chest a little bit. Michael made it a lot more pleasurable by inserting his tongue and index finger inside you.

He began to move at a fast pace and you felt that all too familiar feeling in your stomach. You released youself unexpectedly and started to squirt. Michael licked you up one last time and sucked on his fingers. "Damn you're so sweet babygirl," Michael chuckled. He hovered ontop of you and kissed you while inserting himself into your entrance.

You arched your back and gripped the sheets harder causing them to rip a bit. Michael was holding nothing back and moved faster and faster. Michael was sweating a lot and some drops landed on your chest.

Your orgasm was starting to build up again and Michael knew he wasnt far behind. To make it unbearable with ectasy, he rubbed your clit in circles at a fast pace.

You released again but much stronger than the last. You moved yourself onto all fours and Michael slapped your ass leaving a handprint on your right ass cheek. Michael entered you again and pushed himself more and more into you. He repeatedly hit your g spot over and over again making you roll your eyes back.

After a few hours of rough birthday sex, you collapsed onto the bed and in the covers. Your head was on Michaels chest and his left hand wrapped around your waist slowly tracing lines down your side.

Michael decided to start a conversation with you. "You thought that I forgot didnt you?"

You looked up at him smiling. "Yeah I thought you did. I would never forgive you if you forgot," you giggled and Michael smiled.

Okay okay okay..... I know I said a long imagine. Fucking internet cut off and now I am mad as hell. Amaya says that she misses you guys and she will return on Friday. She still doesn't know abou the dirty imagines week thank god! She doesn't read her own imagines in this book so good for us to keep a secret! 😀😀 I want to say to my big headed asd cousin I hope you enjoy your day! Turn up you fucking appleheaded ass Moonwalker!! 😂😂😂 Okay Ima stop now. See yall soon! -Kayla 😘😘😘😘