Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Dinner with Justin

Today is finally the day where Justin will be meeting your parents. You're nervous and want everything to go well. You help your mom prepare the table as you're waiting for Justin to arrive. You're wearing an old but classy dress with hoops.

A few minutes pass by and you hear the doorbell ring.

You open the door and find Justin wearing a black suit and a blue bowtie. He walks in holding a bouquet of flowers and hugs you. Justin greets your parents and as he turns to you, he gives you flirty eyes. He stares at you up and down, biting his lip.

Your parents and Justin started talking about his tour and how his career is going while the table was being finished. You and Justin sit beside each other with your parents on the other side of the table.

Once you guys sit down at the table, your mother asks: "So Justin, have you and my daughter ever-" 

"Mom! Oh my god, no" you say in a shocking tone, interrupting her.

"Oh don't worry, we don't do that Miss." Justin laughs, holding your thigh under the table. 

"Sorry, I was just curious." Your mom answers with a small smile on her face.

Justin slowly puts this hand under the table and slips his hand under your dress, getting close to your panties. You cross your legs, avoiding Justin going further in front of your parents.

Your parents seem to be enjoying Justin's company. They seem a lot interested in his personal life more than this public and social life as a famous young man.

All of you finish your plates of lasagna that your mom made.

"That was delicious, thank you so much for having me over," Justin says to your mom as she's picking up everyone's plates. 

"Oh no worries Justin, you're welcome anytime." She answers back.

Your mom and dad then head to the kitchen to wash the plates and get the desert.

As soon as your parents leave, Justin lifts your dress up and shoves two fingers inside your vagina with his other hand covering your mouth to not make any noise. He starts fingering you at a fast pace. You spread your legs for him to go deeper inside. Your breathing gets heavier by time goes by. You can hear your parents in the kitchen, getting the plates.

"You guys want ice cream with the apple pie?" Your mom yells from the kitchen.

"Yes, that would be lovely, thank you!" Justin answers, going even faster. He removes his hand from your mouth and grabs your neck. You tilt your head back and bite your lips, holding your moan in.

You put your arm under the table and grab Justin's wrist, trying to pull it away. Justin refuses and becomes even more aggressive. He pushes ur chair back and continues.

"Sorry for the wait Justin we're almost done!"  Your mom says from the kitchen. 

"Oh please take your time, there's no rush" Justin answers back, staring deeply in your soul.

"Oh my god Justin, fuck" you whisper, trying to stop him from making you squirt.

He grabs you from your thigh and pulls you closer to him. He then pulls his fingers out and shoves them down your throat, making you suck them. You're stuck with his fingers inside your mouth.

You and Justin hear steps coming from the kitchen and immediately pull your panties back up and fix your dress. Justin fixes himself back up and pushes your chair forward. Your parents come back with the dessert and put it on the table. 

"Sorry for the wait guys," she says, cutting the pie." 

"No worries mam" Justin answers, with a smile on his face.

Justin turns to you and says: 

"Oh babe, you have something on your mouth, let me get it for you" and wipes it with his thumb. He then wipes it on a napkin. 

"Oh, thank you," you say sarcastically, kicking his leg under the table.

The end of the evening went pretty well. Your mom's apple pie was delicious and enjoyed every bit of it.