Justin Bieber sex stories

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I heard my phone vibrate and grabbed it, tapping onto my new message that happened to be from Justin. iMessage from Justy:baby get on skypeI felt my eyebrows furrow and replied:why?iMessage from Justy:nowI locked my phone and opened my laptop, opening Skype. I clicked on Justin’s icon and called him, seeing myself in the tiny box in the corner. He answered quickly and I saw his bare chest, his eyes sparkling."What’s wrong?" I asked, giving him a worried look."I need you, baby." He spoke, his voice coming out huskily. My eyes popped open and I felt my breath get caught in my throat. "Justin, we’re on totally opposite side of this country." I chuckled lightly, moving my eyes to look at his."I know, baby, that’s why I needed to Skype you." He answered, smiling at his screen. His mood immediately changed, however, in a matter of seconds. 

"I couldn’t stop thinking about you today," He started, his voice becoming lower, "I need to be in you." He finished. I felt the heat between my legs grow, and I shifted in my bed."Justin…" I said slowly, trying to warn him, although I’m sure it was his goal to make me horny."You’re wearing too much clothing, babe." Justin said, raising his eyebrows slightly. "I’m not, though." He said quickly after, lowering his camera to show me he was only in his boxers. I felt my breathing get heavier and I swallowed, biting my lip.I slipped my shirt off and looked at Justin. "Pants?"

He questioned.I nodded and stood from my bed, turning the screen so Justin had a view of my entire body. I smiled shyly and turned around, hooking my fingers in the waistband of my tight sweatpants and started pulling them down slowly. I glanced back at him and saw the expression on his face, suddenly getting a jolt of courage and sticking my ass out, before pulling my pants the rest of the way down. "Damn." I heard Justin breathe out, making me smile. I sat back on my bed and it my lip at Justin. "Bra, now." He said, and I knew he was getting anxious. Although I wanted to tease him, his tone made me oblige.

I unclasped my bra and slipped it from my body, glancing up at Justin. My nipples almost immediately hardened from the coolness of my room, and I saw Justin face drop to them. "I wish I was there to touch you." He spoke, his voice even deeper now.The heat between my thighs was almost unbearable, now."Can I please…" I started, knowing I had the ability to touch myself at any time, but for some reason, I wanted Justin’s acceptance."Can you please what?" He answered, smirking lightly at me."You know what." I snapped back, feeling more anxious every second."No, tell me." He demanded, the smirk on his face growing. 

I sighed and rolled my eyes, shifting uncomfortably in my bed."Can I touch myself?" I breathed out, trying to push my thighs together to feel some friction. Justin noticed the movement of my camera and he frowned disapprovingly. "Move your laptop down, baby, and rub yourself." Justin instructed me. I listened, pushing my laptop down and running my hand over my clothed vagina. I moved it quickly, tossing my head back as I rubbed over my clit."Stop. Take your panties off, now." He instructed once more. I reluctantly stopped and pulled my panties off, looking up at my screen to Justin.I could feel my own wetness and felt a bit embarrassed, moving my glance away from Justin."Who made you that wet?" He questioned, chuckling to himself. My cheeks heated up and I didn’t reply, feeling even more embarrassed."Answer me."

He demanded."You." I breathed out quickly, wanting him to give me what I wanted already. "Okay, touch yourself now, baby." I nodded and moved my fingers between my lips, feeling just how wet I was. Justin groaned and pulled his boxers down, showing me he was just as turned on as I was. Precum dripped down his tip and he looked at me, licking his lips, before stroking down his shaft. "Fuck, I wish I was in you." Justin choked out, moaning to himself. I moaned as well, pushing a finger into myself and gasping."I wish you were too." I admitted, adding another finger.Justin looked at his screen and moaned, moving his hand faster. We both moaned each others names, and I wished it was Justin, or even his fingers, in me instead.

His fingers were much more skilled than mine, and longer. I moaned loudly from the thought, causing Justin to look at his screen again."Justin, I’m close." I moaned, trying to sloppily rub my clit while still fingering myself."Wait." He ordered, cursing lowly under his breath and flicked his wrist faster than before."I can’t." I whimpered, feeling that tingling sensation grow larger in my stomach, and my legs started to shake."Okay, baby, let go." He moaned out, his legs shaking as well, while he released onto his hand and stomach."Fuck!" I shouted, moaning Justin’s name and a string of curse words as I came over the edge. Justin cursed as well, letting his hand slowed down as his orgasm came to an end. My chest rose and fell heavily, my body feeling weak and sensitive. I smiled lazily at my camera as Justin cleaned his stomach off with a tissue. "God, I wish you were here." Justin spoke after a moment of silence.

"You’re only going to be in Florida for three more days, Justin." I giggled, feeling tired."I know, babe, but I miss you too much." He pouted and then smiled at me."I miss you too, Justy. I love you." I smiled widely at him and then bit my lip."I love you too, darling. I’ll see you in three days. Can’t wait to touch you again." He winked lightly and then chuckled. "Shut up, Justin." My cheeks burned red and I laughed with him."Goodnight, love." He smiled cheekily at me."Goodnight." I blew him a kiss and then turned off my webcam, moving my webcam onto my floor and then smiling one last time, before falling asleep, feeling very satisfied.