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Justin’s P.O.V
I laid still, feeling multiple hands roaming my body, in areas so delicate. I couldn’t see, but my hearing was more than clear. Multiple moans and cries of, what sounded like, pleasure could be heard from around me, causing me to feel my cock twitch. Speaking of my cock, I felt the cold air hitting it, letting me know it was free from any material.
Every so often, I felt hands planting themselves over my length that was becoming taller as the minutes passed. The air was hot, I felt the warmth wash over my body.
I tried to move; raising my hands and my legs just to feel something restricting me, almost pulling my limbs back to the hard surface I was laid against. A grunt would leave the dryness of my throat every so often, causing sharp sensations to shoot through my chest.
In my hair, a hand was working through the knots and tangles, making my head lean back as I craved more of the feeling. Feeling the multiple hands on my restrained body and the fingertips in my hair, a moan left my throat. I listened as female cries erupted from around the room. The material covering my eyes felt undeniably uncomfortable around my face, causing my mind to snap back into reality and question my current situation: Where was I? Who was touching me? How did I get here? Where was [Y/N]? They were all questions that I needed answers to, but as the pleasure intensified and the hands on my body became rougher with me, I found myself losing interest in wondering and I slowly let the hands work their magic, making me forget the insanity of the situation.
I thought of asking, whoever the people were around me, for some sort of clarification but I stopped myself, knowing there was a chance the touching would stop if I spoke up. And I didn’t want it to stop.
The air was damp and smelled so clearly of faint sweat and dirt, I tried to push the thought of the smell away, hoping it would rid my nose of the scent.
The feeling of a presence close to me, that tingly feeling running over my skin subtly, erupting and I involuntary turned my head. Before I was aware, a pair of warm lips hit my own, a tongue began to venture into my mouth, sliding against my own. I enjoyed it so much, I kissed back immediately.
A hand ran up my cock, making me shiver. It paused at my tip, paying it extra attention before running back down. I let out a puff of air out of my nose due to my mouth being occupied. the
“Are you having fun?” A voice spoke so close to my right ear that I flinched. It was a female voice so familiar that I instantly smiled, showing my teeth.
“Mm, baby.” I moaned, still grinning as a hand jerked my length. I pushed my hips up in response.
I felt a hand touch my head and soon after my vision was handed back to me.
The first thing I saw was [Y/N] stood above me, grinning down at me. Her hair fell down her body, covering her boobs that would have, otherwise, been open for my eyes. Looking down her body, I noticed that she was completely naked in front of me. I struggled against the restrictions around my limbs.
Then, I realised that [Y/N]’s hands were free of anything. For the first time, I looked around me: girls were laid around, either touching themselves or their peers. The hand that was (still) jerking my cock belonged to a tall blonde girl rather than my girlfriend, she smiled down at me.
All the answers to my earlier questions were given to me in that second and I looked up at [Y/N] to see she was no longer there, but at the other side of the room being eaten out by another girl. I felt my body shake as I watched her and had no control when I came without warning. I moaned loudly as my juices landed on my body, as well as the girl’s arm. She leaned down and sucked the tip of my dick before sending me a seductive glance and walking off. I let out a long breath.
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Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines
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