Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Her

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I walked around my house, bored as hell. Should I call, Y/N to hangout? Should I watch a movie? Should I go swimming? I didn’t know. I was honestly so bored. I sat down on my couch and just scrolled through Instagram. As I made my way through all of the posts, I saw that my best friend, Y/N, posted a selfie. Wow, she was gorgeous. I just gazed at the picture like a child would look at a big shiny toy. Absolutely mesmerized. We were just friends, even though we totally flirted with each other. I clicked on her profile and looked through her pictures. She had a couple with me from last weekend when she came to visit me. We had so much fun together. 

As I looked through more of her pictures, I came across a few bikini pictures. She was in this tight, small, black bikini and damn, did she look sexy. I found myself getting really turned on but I didn’t stop myself. I couldn’t help it, she is everything I want in a girl. Whenever I picture my dream girl, I picture Y/N. Also, whenever I picture myself having sex with my dream girl, she sure looks a lot like Y/N. I know, it’s weird and creepy but hey, everyone has their secrets. 

My boner grew rapidly and it was massive. I didn’t even realize that my hand had made its way onto my crotch and that I was touching myself. I began to think about masturbating. I hadn’t had an orgasm in a while and I am really horny right now, so I figured I should. I pulled down my pants and slowly began stroking my cock. I just kept looking at the pictures, thinking about her walking towards me in that small bikini and before I knew it, I was jacking off so fast I couldn’t even see my hand. Jesus, she made me so horny. My imagination was going crazy. I was picturing myself having sex with Y/N in so many different places and positions. God, I wanted to text her right now and tell her to come fuck me. I would never actually do that but horny, sexual Justin totally would. I slowly but surely reached a booming climax and I moaned softly as my load spilt out onto my stomach. I sighed. That was fucking incredible. I really need to think of Y/N more often when I jack off. I was very content until I looked at the white, sticky mess that rested on my abs. Gross. I needed to wipe this shit off. I headed to the bathroom and hopped in the shower. 

I was washing my hair and singing Drunk In Love to myself, singing my heart out. I loved that song, obviously because of Queen Bey. I scrubbed my body clean and got out of the shower, still singing. I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked out of the bathroom. 

“We be all night, lo-” I sang loudly before stopping abruptly.

Y/N sat on my bed with my phone in her hands. 

“Jesus, you scared me. Why are you here?” I said, holding my heart. 

She laughed.

“Just came to say hi.” she smiled. 

I nodded. 

“Whatcha doin’ with my phone?” I asked, taking it from her hands.

I looked at the screen and saw that her bikini photo was still opened. My eyes widened and I looked at her. 

“Uh..” I said, trying to make an excuse. 

“Looking at pictures of me, J?” she asked. “May I ask why?”

“Oh, I uh.. Just wanted to see where you were in those pictures. Yeah. I just wanted to see if those were taken at my house, you know. Just seeing the location of that, uh.. picture.” I blurted out, clearly not making any sense. 

She shook her head. 

“You’re such a bad liar.” she said. “I do not want to know what exactly you were doing with that picture. Please, I have a feeling you were being weird or something.”

Fuck, she totally knew. I was caught. I tried to play it off like it was nothing but ended up failing so miserably because my cheeks were bright red. Smooth Justin, real smooth. I scoffed at her and grabbed some clothes from my drawer. Just as I was about to grab some shorts to change into, Y/N turned around.

“Want to go swimming? Let’s go.” she said, smiling.

I nodded. Finally, something fun to do. 

I grabbed my bathing suit and ran into the bathroom to put it on. I came out to Y/N unzipping her bag. 

“I have my bathing suit in here, I’ll meet you by the pool.” she said.

“Sounds good.” I responded before heading out of my bedroom and going out to my backyard. 

I got myself and Y/N a drink before I got outside and I placed them down on the table. I was putting my towel down when Y/N walked past me. My jaw dropped. She was in the same black bikini as the picture. I was gawking at her even when she turned around and caught me. 

“Justin? Hello?” she asked. 

“Huh? Yeah, oh hey. What’s up?” I fumbled. 

She smirked and stepped closer to me. She tossed her hair to one side of her head, biting her lip. 

“Is it better in real-life than in the picture?” she said, referring to the view you were admiring, which was her amazing body. 

I nodded slowly, hypnotized by her words. 

She giggled and turned around. She walked towards the pool and my eyes went straight to her butt. I felt myself getting hard again. No Justin, you can’t get a boner. You’re actually with her, this is real life. Stop that.

“J! Come swim!” she yelled from the pool.

Now, this, was going to be a long day.