"Justin we have to hurry" I moaned as Justin thrusted into me furiously as we laid on Ellen's couch in one of her dressing rooms.
I could barely hear Ellen do her introduction skit on the TV in the dressing room as I was consumed with Justin's panting and our skin slapping. Justin began to hit a deep spot in me that made me cry out, I felt Justin cover my mouth.
"Shut the fuck up" he demanded. I would have slapped the shit out of him if his dick hadn't been making me feel so right. The curve was hitting the no man's land and the fact we were fucking and no one knew was super erotic.
I could feel my pussy gripping his girth as he hammered into me, he sucked my nipple into his mouth. I was so fucking turned on, my vagina was throbbing.
I felt him pistol his cock in and out of me, I was so close, I was almost there. I felt my self squeeze tighter. We had missed our morning sex routine to get to Ellen's studio. I was so horny and cranky, Justin knew so he was giving me an "attitude" check. I mean it was kind of sexy.
His hand slithered between us and his thumb massaged my clit as his pumped into me deeper and deeper.
My back arched into the air as I felt my thighs shake and my stomach quiver. "Fuck" I breathed, I felt myself reach the climax I longed for, that was the fourth time Justin made me cum today, I fucking couldn't take it.
He fingered me in the car today, the whole way.
Then he ate me out as soon as Ellen left to prepare for the show, and the first few thrusts that happened minutes ago, I instantly came again cos I was so sensitive. And now once again. I just wanted him to cum already, cos I didn't want to get caught.
The over-sensitivity made me feel so good. I just loved his cock and to get fucked the shit out of.
"please" I whispered. Begging him to finish already. It was my fault because in the car I gave him head, and he jacked off this morning in the shower while we're getting ready cos we had to hurry. Justin can last when he wants.
There was a knock on the dressing room door. I automatically felt myself panic and redness surround my face. The knob turned a little but relief washed through me once I realized the door was locked.
"Justin five minutes until you're on" a producer reminded him through the door while he was balls deep inside of me.
"Aight, thanks man" Justin shouted through the door. Justin began to erratically pistol himself in and out of me. His hips losing control; I guess almost getting caught was a huge turn on from.
I felt release himself deep inside of me. This wasn't the first time he has cummed inside of me. His pull out game was usually on point. I was not tryna get a Justin Jr.
I lightly moaned while he released the last drops inside of me.
I kissed him slowly as he returned the passion.
"I can't wait to get home after this" Justin said between kissed.
"We have to have to sex before we go out in public because I'm not doing this again" I warned him and he rolled his eyes like I was playing with him.
"I'm so serious" I crossed my arms.
"Sash, you know you want this anyway, anywhere, any time." He cockily said.
"aight, bruh I have to clean up now" I rolled my eyes. I walked away from him and into the bathroom
He followed me in the bathroom as I wiped his cum from my vagina with a warm towelette.
"Does it look like I just fucked someone?" Justin asked.
"Wash your face, you have lipstick all over yourself, and you look a little bit red," I said.
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I Can't Make You Love Me (Justin Bieber Fanfiction) (BWWM)
Teen FictionSasha Leif, the depressed child of a famous dead singer, tries to navigate her deepening love for her best friend, Justin Bieber. Things become heated when Justin realizes Sasha is now a woman and no longer the little girl he grew up with, where he...