Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Fantasies

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I felt Justin’s warmth from beside me as I sat scrolling through my phone. He suddenly dropped his own on the sheets that he laid under and looked over at me, I watched him from the corner of my eye. He elbowed my side, causing me to look over at him. “Hm?”

“Let’s talk.” He smiled simply at me, I locked my phone and laid it in front of me. I looked at him, puzzled. I shrugged.

“About what?” It was his turn to shrug. He let his hand run around my thigh and pull it over his lap.

By now, his head was close to mine, close enough for me to hear his mumbles. “Tell me your fantasies.” I pulled away and raised an eyebrow at him. “Come on, you gotta have one; everyone has a fantasty.” He was grinning at me knowingly.

“Really? What’s yours?” I folded my arms, challenging him. He bit down on his bottom lip, his eyes scanning the room.

He shrugged, seeming to suddenly avoid eye contact, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “You dressed up for me in a costume of some sort.” His eyes landed on my own. “Or having a threesome with you and Beyoncé.” He chuckled, making me shove him.

It was silent for a moment, I played with the edge of the covers. “Come on then,” He pulled me closer once more. “Tell me your fantasy.” His soft lips met my neck causing me to shudder under his touch. I sighed, continuing to feel his lips on me as he awaited my answer. He looked up at me while leaving wet trails.

“Uh, well,” I felt the nervousness kick in. “I guess it’s not really a fantasy, but I’ve always been curious about anal.” I instantly felt my body flush at my confession, realising I was now truly open to Justin’s judgement and teasing.

His eyes widened for a split second before his whole body seemed to relax and his expression changed. However, it was an expression I couldn’t read. “Really? I wouldn’t have thought you’d be up for something like that.” I felt his fingers trailing across my thigh suggestively, making me shiver.

I found myself not saying anything else; there didn’t seem to be anything else for me to say, or at least, nothing that would make the situation any less uncomfortable. So, we laid in silence for what seemed like forever.

“So,” He eventually spoke. “You, uh, you wanna..try it?” I turned to look at him and noticed he was biting down on his lip.

“Really? You don’t have to just because I’ve told you. I understand that it’s not something everyone is into. Shit, I don’t even know if I’m into it. I’m just curious.” However, I still felt his fingertips burning into my skin.

“No, I-I wanna try it.” His lips attacked my neck again, probably leaving marks. “It’ll be a fun experience.” He mumbled, tickling my skin.

I felt an odd feeling in my stomach: somewhere between nervousness and excitement. I wanted to throw up and jump on him at the same time.

He rolled on top of me and pressed his lips onto mine, pressing his tongue into mine. He hummed softly. “Are we gonna do this?” His hands ran up and down my thigh, making me shiver. I couldn’t speak so I simply nodded. “All right. I need to get you worked up first.” He chuckled.

His fingers found my nipples, he pinched them softly, making me gasp. I heard him growl softly under his breath as he watched me. His lips landed on mine for only a second before he focused his attention on my boobs. My head fell back slightly in reaction to his lips closing around my left nipple, his tongue brushing over it abruptly.

I already felt myself getting turned on with so little touch from him. I felt his hands run down my stomach before sliding along my clit. I moaned in appreciation at the sudden pang of pleasure. His finger rubbed circles on me, making me swirl my hips into his hand. He grinned at this.