Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Sex Tape Spankings (mature)

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“Mm.” Justin’s hands ran down my chest, his thumb and forefinger grab a hold of my nipple, sending shivers down my spine. “You look so beautiful like this.” He sniffed against my skin, closing his eyes as he did so.

“But tonight isn’t about being sensual, is it?” He looked up at me and smirked subtly. I watched as he moved in closer. “I want you to be as loud as you can, dirty as you can, and, I want you to cum as hard as you’ve ever cum before.” He whispered, his eyes burning with fire. “I’m going to press that button on the camera and I’m going to start making this night the wildest you’ve ever had. Only if you promise you’ll scream for me.” His voice was soft but dark, like smooth melting chocolate that was soon to become solid once more.

I smirked and moved closer to him so my mouth almost touched his ear. “I can only promise that if you promise you’ll fuck me hard.” I whispered, my hand slithered up his chest. There was a rumble settling at the back of his throat, his head slowly fell back for one split second. A low chuckle left my throat.

Laying down on my back, I watched as he climbed to his feet. He pressed the red button on the camera and, before climbing back onto the bed, looking into the eye of the camera and wiggled his eyebrows. I chuckled as he climbed over to me.

“Mm.” His lips met mine instantly, the wetness coming together. “I’m going to fuck you up so bad.” He spoke with sudden loudness, his fingers trailing lightly across the skin on my stomach. He moved his hand down and I was met with the fluttering of his fingertips up and down my clit, but only once as he pulled away and smirked. I knew what he was doing.

“I know you’re going to try and get me to beg for it. But we all know that when you’re away, watching this with the intention of jacking off, you’re going to skip through this part to get to where I’m falling apart around you and screaming your name, so why not do us all a favour and fuck me?” My voice turned harsh to which Justin’s eyes widened while he bottom lip became prisoner to his teeth.

He didn’t say anything. He positioned himself at my entrance and slammed into me before I had the chance to prepare. I moaned loudly at the feeling of his size suddenly stretching me. “Mhm.” He grunted. “What’s the matter? That’s what you wanted, right?” He grinned cockily as he bit down on the skin below my ear, tugging it.

“You’re so fucking cocky.” I scoffed, wrapping my legs around his waist to let him in further, he moaned in appreciation at my movement.

“And yet you still want my cock buried inside you at the end of the day.” He pushed out of me, only to push against my walls as I tightened around him. “You love me because no one can fuck your tight little pussy like I can; I treat you right.” As he spoke, he brought his index and middle finger down to my clit, running continuous circles making me gasp and clench around his length. “See?” He chuckled.

Feeling Justin’s fingers on my clit, and his cock plunging into me, I let small, almost inaudible sounds leave my throat. Meanwhile, Justin was grunting and growling, letting his hips thrust back and forth against me.

“Come on, baby. Moan for me, scream for me.” He encouraged me by rocking his hips with extra force, giving me whole new realms of pleasure. “Don’t disappoint future me: poor Justin, alone on a tour bus with nothing to get off to but this.” He was breathing heavily onto my ear, tickling me. “Think of me, wanting nothing but you bent over for me. I’m going to want you so bad in a few months but I’m not going to be able to have you. At least help my imagination be as detailed as possible. Scream.” He demanded.

“Shit! Oh, shit.” My fingers tangled in the bed sheets, my chest rising while he squeezed my clit with his fingers and pounded into me, doing this at a difficult angle but still seeming to bring me to an impossible high.

“You’re so tight around my cock, baby. You’re going to make me very happy in the future.” He grinned, suddenly taking my right nipple in his mouth and beginning to bite softly. He was now working the three most important areas, I started to feel my orgasm around the corner.

When he pulled out of me and flipped me over onto my stomach, I shrieked in surprise. His vicious hands gripped my hips and pulled my ass into the air. Softly, his hand ran the surface of my skin, up my thigh before gripping tightly on my ass.

He wasted no time as he slammed into me, making me cry out as the new position worked to my advantage; giving me more of him. “Oh, God.” I arched my back, pressing back against his dick to which he grunted.

Knowing that there was a camera on us, recording our every move, every sound, knowing Justin would be watching this, made me feel sexy and confident. It also sparked bliss in my lower body.

“You like that, princess?” His hand lashed against the left side of my ass, making me whine at the pain, but letting me feel a rush of excitement.

“Do that again.” I almost ordered.

“What? Tell me. What do you want?” His words were rushed as the atmosphere began to change while we edged closer, both of us feeling the same excitement slither through our bodies.

I bit the inside of my cheek before opening my mouth. “Spank me. Please.” I whimpered, feeling myself becoming hot.

“Louder.”

“Fucking slap my ass, Justin.” I spat, loving the domination we were both somehow feeling between us.

He groaned. His hand came to my skin multiple times, making me quiver as I clenched each time I felt the pain mix with the pleasure. I could tell by the look on his face that he got pleasure from touching me in such a way. “Fuck.” Moaning, I let the pleasure take over my body. “Justin, I’m so close.” My body shook and I’m sure Justin felt it too.

“Oh, you’re so close. You’re right on the edge, aren’t you?” He breathed onto my back as he pounded into me. “I’m going to be watching this in several months, I’m going to be able to witness this all over again: The way you’re body shakes, the way you arch your back and whimper just before you’re about to cum.” His thrusts were becoming sloppy.

“Justin, I’m cumming.” I gasped loudly before letting out a series of long moans of pleasure. “Fuck.” Whimpering, I took a hold of Justin’s upper arm. My back involuntarily arched at the feeling of my orgasm. I breathed heavily.

“Shit. I’m right behind you.” As I came down from my high, Justin was only just reaching his. He moaned each time he thrusted into me, holding himself up by placing his hands next to my head. He began pounding into me to bring himself to that point. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. You’re so beautiful, babygirl. So, so beautiful.” His words were shaky while he came. “Oh.” He slowed down his movements and closed his eyes. He sighed and collapsed on top of me.

It was silent while he calmed down and I took the time to admire him. I brought my hand up and trailed my finger along his jaw, he smiled at this before closing his eyes and bringing his head down into the dip in my neck slowly. “I love you.” He whispered.

“I love you too.” I pulled him closer, we stayed like this for a while, even though we both knew the camera was still recording, capturing our sweet moment.

He broke the silence, and the moment. “Round two?”