wet dream-mature justin bieber imagine
a lot of smut, kind of sub;jb [mature justin x reader]
“Here,” you pat repeatedly on your lap “lay your head here.”
Justin thinks about your request for a long second. I mean you were best friends for nearly 5 years, since you started high school together. Justin and you had been this close before, hell, you guys had held hands, played as a fake couple once even just to piss off this guy who wouldn’t stop asking you out. What was the big deal?
Justin narrows his eyes at your nearly bare legs. He coughs awkwardly.
You roll your eyes at him. “Fine,” you say as you grab a your jacket which was slung around the arm rest on placed it over your legs. “Is that better little boy?”
Justin doesn’t say a word. He sighs as he places his head on your lap, feeling his head fall into a comfortable state. “I’m so tired,” he yawns out.
After beauty and the beast finished you yawn out yourself, feeling a your head spin a bit. You were tired as well. You wanted to hit the sacks already.
You hear a stir below. You see justin’s lips pouted as he began to shuffle his head around a bit. You suddenly hear a faint whimper come from the boy below you.
You stiffen at the erotic sound. You feel a tingle between your legs. Why was he making you feel this way? You had thought Justin was attractive, you always have, but you never imagined justin would turn you on in any shape or form.
You watch as he begins to move around. You see his eyebrows creasing, his teeth taking his pink pouty lips.
You feel heat start to rise in your lower stomach. You wanted to know what he was dreaming about, what his sexual fantasies were, you wanted to know what turns him on or in this case, what was turning him on.
You hear his breathing increase into small pants. You watch with wide eyes as he reaches a large hand and slowly brushes across his manhood. You squeeze your thighs together, beginning to feel your core drip at the sight.
You see his bulge growing, a strong sight of his member pushing roughly around his basketball shorts, making the bulge obvious as ever. “y-y/n,” he pants out, almost in the breathlessly whiney voice, which travels straight to your dripping core.
You suddenly begin to feel the tightening feeling in your lower stomach bubble up into a stronger, more intense feeling that now, needed to be taken care of. You wished you could slip a finger between your legs, past your flimsy shorts and straight into your awaiting heat to help ease the aching between your legs.
Justin suddenly stirs in his sleep, waking up from his wet dream, eyes blown wide to reality and to what was happening right now. He took a while to figure out what was happening. He could make out what happening when he could feel the restriction feeling on his lower part of his body and the soft heavy breathing coming from you.
“I-” justin’s pupils are wide in shock as he glances to you, “I’m sorry-i didnt know-sorry if i made you uncomfortable,-”
You do nothing but hurrying slip a finger up your shorts, flinging your jacket, which was covering your legs and used as a support pillow for justin’s nap, on the ground.
Justin doesn’t move. He simply stays quiet, almost surprised that you were turned on from his actions and not creeped out or anything. “You’re so w-wet, jesus Y/N,” justin breathes out in astonishment, eyes eagerly watching at how easily you could slip a finger in your heat.
You began to pump your finger in a faster pace, wanting to quickly relieve the stress justin had made you have just from watching his rub himself. You really needed this you thought to yourself. You couldn’t remember when the last time you had orgasmed or had any sexual relief. You, at this point, didn’t care whether Justin was going to look, help you out or if he was turned off by your desperate and sloppy actions, you just wanted to get rid of the bubbling feeling in your stomach.
To your surprise, you feel you hand being harshly yanked away from your shorts, feeling your core empty and loss. “Justin” you whine out, “ what are you doing-I was so close- oh my.” Justin suddenly replaces your fingers with his ones. You could definitely feel the large and structured fingers stretch your walls much better.
You could feel Justin’s paced thrusting of his two fingers hit your soft spot which made you wail out in pleasure. You never knew simply just fingers could make you feel such intense pleasure.
“B-baby,” you pant, feeling out of breath “faster. I’m nearly there-”
Justin latches a harsh and sloppy kiss to your neck, sucking the flesh, feeling the pain turn into screams.
“That’s it baby girl-” he says as he continues to suck and abuse your neck.
You could feel your walls tighten around his two fingers, squeezing your heat around his digits.
Justin feels this action and bites down with his teeth, muffling his groan of pleasure. “You’re driving me crazy baby, I want to feel you around my cock so badly-”
Justin nearly chokes on any remaining breath as he feels your fingers grab him softly, loving the pressure of your hand around his pulsing shaft.
“You,” he says as he harshly twists his fingers in your core, “ are a fucking tease.”
You look at him with innocent eyes, “me?” You breath out, “ how am I a tease? Tell me Justin.. how am I a tease?” You say seductively as you begin to rub up and down on his covered manhood.
Justin could feel how slow your hand was moving. He grunts out as he feels your fingers, delicate as ever slip in his shorts with ease. He feels your cold hands against his warm and sensitive skin.
You smile as you feel no barrier of boxers or underwear. You could feel how hard and ready he was for you. Was this all for you?
“So..” you say as you continue to tease his member, not speeding up at all, “what was your little dream about?”
You watch as Justin began to violently bite his lower lip, seeing it almost turn white. You see how much he was struggling to keep steady as his hand was now removed from your shorts and desperate as ever, clung onto the couch, gripping the armrest.
“Tell me” you say again, urging him to spill the truth, even though you had already heard him pant you name before, you just wanted to see him suffer a bit. “Tell me and I might just let you cum.”
“I-” he says through irregular pants, “I imagined you, you, your mouth was around me”
“Was I now?” You say as you rub your thumb over his slippery slit.
“Jesus-” he croaks out, “quit teasing, I feel like I’m going to fucking die.”
He buckles his hips at your hand, desperately wanting more friction. He was squirming under your touch.. this was somehow turning you on even more.
“Please” he begs as he continues to thrust against your slow snail pace hand.
“fuck this.” He spits out as he quickly tugs his tshirt over his head, letting his upper and tattooed body come in your view.
Faster than ever, you hadn’t even blinked yet and justin had your back against the couch. “you.” He says accusingly “are the biggest tease I’ve met.”
He yanks your shorts and panties off in one go, tugging them down your legs and chucking them on the ground with force. You bite your lip as you thought about what could happen now.
“first these shorts, now the fucking slow ass rubbing?!” He grunts as he sees your glistening heat, bare and open to his lustful eyes.
He couldn’t help but run a finger across your heat. You coat his single middle finger in your arousal, causing him to smirk. “Baby girl, who made you this wet?”
He brings the finger to his eyes and grunts at the string of juices dragging along from his finger, “you smell like heaven babe.”
You watch with wide eyes as he slips his finger in mouth, slowly and keeping his finger there for a long moment before letting go with a pop sound.
“So sweet” he compliments as he quickly attaches your his lips with yours.
You could taste the saltiness as he slips his tongue in your mouth. “Justin” you say as you pull away from the passionate kiss, “I really need you.”
You eye your attention to your body’s lower half, hoping that he’ll get the memo.
“Right.” He nods “I-I just got a little carried away-sorry.”
You smile at his nervousness but hoping to help him out a little, you yanks his basketball shorts down, just enough to reveal his member, “are you sure you want to do this?” he questions once he realises this was actually going to happen.
“Yes” you say without hesitation.
Justin watches your movements, he watches as you bring your fingers around his pulsing and rock hard shaft, aligning it to your core.
Justin and you both moan out as you rub his tip at your dripping entrance. You feel how large he was, you could see how large he was compared to the size of your awaiting heat.
Maybe Justin could sense your hesitation or maybe he was scared about this too, hurting you that was. “are you wet enough?-I don’t want this to feel bad for you. I could eat you out to help you get wetter or i-”
You push yourself around his cock. You gasp at how full he was, how amazingly he stretched you out.
“Justin” you breath out, “can you move a bit?”
“Jesus, you’re so tight, I don’t think I will last any longer” he says as he buries his head in your shoulder, bringing his lips to your neck as he blows his warm breath of pleasure on your skin.
“Just move- it’ll feel good for me. Please-I’m so close,” you encourage Justin to move even a tad, you could feel yourself letting go any moment. You were so close too.
Justin pulls out as slowly as possible, he slowly pushes back in. You feel how full he felt and how his fullness would rub against your walls, you could feel his tip touch your g spot.
You push your hips desperately to feel him touch the spot that made your head spin a hundred miles per second.
“Babe-stop. Im gonna cum if you move anymore.” He warns as he bites his teeth into your shoulder.
You wail out as you feel Justin’s shaft twitch inside of you. Justin wasn’t lying when he said he was close to spilling. This boy was seriously going to let go. “Justin” you call, “touch me” you speak as you reach above your head, tugging on his arm to help rub your clit. You loved it your clit being rubbed, you knew this would help.
“You- like your clit being touched?” Justin says as he looks down at the erotic sight of your bodies moving, how his shaft was entering your body or how your clit was so swollen and wet with your juices. He wanted nothing but to suck and tug at your bud.
“Fuck- you are making me crazy.- are you close?” He groans out. “I’m there-fu-”
You feel the warm seed of his arousal spill inside you. Justin closes his eyes shut as he rides out his orgasm. You watch as Justin doesn’t pull out, instead he starts to move his half limp shaft in your entrance. “Cmon baby, I’ve got you, I won’t leave you hanging.”
Justin feels his body go into overdrive as he forces his shaft to get hard and erect. Justin just wanted to see you let go, he wanted to make you cum.
“It’s ok.- just pull out, I can finish myself off” you speak seriously as you see the verge of tears appearing in his light glossy eyes. You did want to get off, but seeing Justin like this was kind of painfu.. You hold his lower stomach, feeling how his stomach was clenching every now and then, you couldn’t imagine how difficult it would feel.
“Fuck-” he says as he feels his shaft twitch at the oversensitive pressure. Justin continues to plunge himself in your heat. You feel him growing as he paces himself, not slowing down. Justin suddenly grips the back of thighs, forcing your legs to bend, making your knees hit the bed. Justin allows himself to push deeper, hitting the angles in a whole different level.
“you like it rough? Fuck-so hot” he grunts out as he slams into your heat, hitting the deepest spot which made you see black and white.
Justin pushes into your entrance, gripping and using your legs as leverage to go deeper than ever.
You feel yourself let go, your orgasm washing over your sweaty body. Justin drills one last time before pulling out, still hard and and the tip swollen and red as ever.
Justin yanks his cock, moving his hand skillfully at a speedy pace. You wondered how often he would jack off, or maybe what he would think about when he did. The dirty thoughts made your stomach tingle with excitement.
He thrusts into his hand, hips moving at a pace that made you question if he was moving this fast while he was fucking you. You could barely tell if he was moving his hand or hips, he was so concentrated.
“Cmon baby boy, let go for me.” You say as you watch him with close eyes, not wanting to miss out on the sight.
“Fuck y/n. You- are -not -helping- me- Jesus”
You watch his thighs shake as his hand slows down and his other grips desperately onto the back of the couch.
Justin spills his load all over his hand. Justin’s breathing slowly becomes normal again. Justin opens his eyes, his eyes still with evident tears because of the overwhelming orgasms.
“I’m sorry” he says as he embarrassingly tugs his shorts over his now limp manhood.
“Let’s go on date.” You say as you lean forward to peck his flushed face, taking him by surprise.
Justin simply smiles at you.