The Encounter ☾Justin & Ariana

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     [VERY EXPLICIT CONTENT]
    Justin kissed me, and Pattie and Jeremy came out of the woods, cheering with confetti cannons.
   "Hey! How'd you get here?" I said.
  "Pattie was here all day setting up. I had my boat parked on the dock down the street, and I rushed over as soon as you guys were on the canoe." Jeremy said. They came over and hugged us both.
   "It's so nice to finally meet my future daughter-in-law." She said, smiling, giving me a hug. Jeremy took a picture of us, so I could send it out to my family. I couldn't believe any of this. Was it too soon? Am I ready? I love him, I know that for sure. But am I ready to spend the rest of my life with him. I guess I'll just have to wait and see.

   Once we arrived back to the house, Jeremy pulled out a bottle of champagne.
   "To the future newly weds!" He said, as Justin and I popped the cork off. We all had drinks, and then I sat admiring my ring.
"I'll leave you guys here on your owns. You deserve it. I'll be staying back at my place for now. This is your guys' home for the next week. Enjoy, and congratulations." He said, before walking out the house with Pattie. I sat there, admiring the ring, dwindling around with it.
"Your mom and dad know. I talked to them already, and they even helped me pick out the ring." He said, drinking.
I smiled.
"It's beautiful." I said.
"Like you." He commented, and I looked up at him, blushing.
"I wanted to do something big, but then I wanted to keep it special between us. Something small. Low key." He said.
"Oh, no! It was perfect. I loved it. No matter how big or small, I would still love you the same." I said, hopping out of my seat.
"Yeah?" He said, smirking.
"Yeah." I said, biting my lip.
He started kissing me, and then he picked me up, putting me on the kitchen counter. Kissing my neck, he placed his hand under my shirt, undoing my bra.
He pulled my shirt off, leaving me topless. He started moving down to my chest, sucking on my breasts. I tilted my head back, feeling the pleasure. I ripped his shirt off, and then he picked me up, bringing me to our bedroom. He laid me down on the bed, and began tracing his fingers on the hem of my jeans. He slowly began to pull them off, revealing my thong. He then began to crawl on top of me kissing me from my hips up to my neck. He brushed his lips against mine, saying, "I love you." And then he began forcefully kissing me, slamming his tongue into my mouth. He then crawled back down, biting down on my thong, pulling it off with his teeth. He then un-buckled his belt and pulled his pants off, showing his erect penis. He placed the tip on my vulva, sliding it up and down- teasingly. The put the tip in slowing, and then started coming in slow, back and forth. His hips swayed like a wave. I wrapped my legs around him and he bent over, kissing me.
"Harder." I whispered in his ear.
He smiled, pulling out, and rubbing his hand back and forth on his cock. He then spit in his hand, and began rubbing my clit, making me moan. Making me wet, so it would be easier to go hard.
He then slammed his penis into me going hard. I gripped my hands on the blankets, holding me down.

"Fuck...yes..." I said, between each breath.

He pulled out, and looked at me and I nodded. He then came on my breasts, leaving them all white. He then took both of my wrists and held them above my head, holding me down as he slammed into me again.

Soon, he picked me up, bringing me to the living room, and he put me on my knees and he hit it from the back. He was fast, and I couldn't help but scream. It was so good. We haven't done this is a while. It was worth the wait. He then brought me to the kitchen counter, grabbing he bottle of champagne and poured it all over me. He licked it all off, grabbing my breasts and sucking on them. He rubbed his fingers on my clit, and then jammed his fingers into me, making me moan.

"Justin...it feels so good... don't stop." I said, biting my lip.

Two fingers. Three. Four. He then pulled his fingers out, and licked them clean. Right after, he licked my clit, and I put my hand on his head, holding him down. His tongue was all over, leaving me even more wet. His tongue flicked back and forth on my clit, as he stuck two fingers into me. He looked up at me, watching me moan. So sexy. After he was done, I hopped off the counter and got on my knees giving him what he deserved. He grabbed the bottle of champagne and chugged what was left. I licked the tip of his penis, with my other hand on his abs. I slowly began to go deeper. Swallowing it whole. I looked up to him as he did to me. I got up and then started kissing him, and that went on for a while. He picked me up, bringing me to the counter, and he opened my legs and fucked me hard. Hitting the G-spot every time. We fucked on the bathroom sink. Then on top of the dry cleaner. And then in the shower. Our clothes all over the house.

We laid down in bed, and the sheets covered our legs. I held my hand up, admiringly so we both were looking at the ring.
"It's beautiful."
"Soon enough, I can call you Mrs. Bieber... if you'd like." He said.
"Ariana Grande-Butera Bieber... has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" I said, laughing.
"A beautiful one." He said, laughing before rolling over me and kissing me again.
"Round 2?" He said, smirking, looking at my lips. I nodded agreeingly.

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I know that was super explicit but my story is pretty mature and i wanted to grasp every detail I could to show the passion in it all.