“Come on Brittany…smile for the camera.” Justin’s finger darts to the zoom button and the lens closes in on me.
I smile, in spite of myself, forever unable to deny him, but still I protest. “We shouldn’t…what if it gets out Justin?”
“We’ll burn it…” he assures me. Then adds with a naughty smile, “After I watch it a few times of course.”
“I bet that’s what everyone says right before they make a sex tape…then the next thing you know, I’m plastered all over the internet with THE Justin Bieber’s dick in my mouth.”
“Oh…so you want to put my dick in your mouth, huh?” he places the camera on the dresser, facing us, and crawls onto the bed.
“That’s not what I meant…” I know this is futile, but still I argue. This is a terrible idea.
“Yes it is…” his voice is now a whisper as he climbs on top of me, kissing my neck softly.
“You’re so fucking sexy Brit…it’s about time I get you on tape…it’s time for your debut.”
His hand wanders to my breasts. His thumb grazes my nipple softly through the black satin that covers it, causing it to immediately stand at attention.
“My debut?” I laugh softly, but he ignores me. His tongue slips gently into my mouth and curls against my own, and I moan and arch my back involuntarily. I can feel the hard length of him pressing against my thigh and I know it is over…he will most definitely get his way. And I, for my part, decide to put on a hell of a show.
I push him off of me and move to my knees, looking him straight in the eyes seductively while I tug on the button of his pants and lower his zipper.
His cock stands hard and strong before me and I turn him to a better angle for the camera and whisper, “Smile pretty for the camera, Justin.”
He groans with pleasure and tangles his fingers in my hair to guide my mouth to him. But I resist and purr is my sexiest voice, “Tell me what you want Justin….where do you want to put it?”
“Right here…” he taps my lips with the swollen tip. “Put it in your mouth and suck it like a good girl.”
I allow him to slip it past my lips and tickle the soft underside with my tongue as I sink down on it. He moans loudly as he pushes inside. The sound makes my stomach clench with desire as my clit begins its gentle ache that will only grow worse.
I draw him in deeply, but he is big and there is at least an inch or two that won’t fit into my mouth. I wrap my fist around his shaft and pump gently…following behind my mouth as I work his dick with everything I have. It’s slippery from my mouth and my hand glides up and down his silken skin with ease.
The sounds that he is making are unimaginably erotic, and are becoming more frantic as he thrusts into my mouth…I want to make him cum. I crave the feeling of his salty cum landing on my tongue and then rolling down my throat. But I know him, and I know he will most likely make me wait for this. He likes to take his time.
And true to form, he pulls from my mouth when he draws too close, and pushes me back to rest on the pillows. He positions me just right, displaying me to the camera, his fist gently rising and falling against his cock…slow strokes as he looks me over for a moment.
I slide my hand down my stomach and circle my clit as I wait for him. This elicits a soft sigh of longing from Justin, so I continue. Increasing the pressure just enough to make me moan quietly, my hips rising and falling softly beneath my own touch.
He bites down on his plump bottom lip when I ease one finger into my dripping pussy and work it in and out, making him crazy.
With this his closes in on me and begins to cover my clit with quick flicks of his tongue, while my fingers move in an out at a faster clip. He sucks it into his mouth and I remove my fingers, crying out as I grab his hair, holding him firmly in place, but he stops right away and raises his mouth away from my flesh, whispering my name.
I know what he wants, and plunge my fingers back into the warm wetness of myself.
With that he resumes indulging me with sweeps of his tongue in perfect rhythm until I am shaking and rocking into his kiss as he pulls me into a deliciously powerful orgasm.
He stretches out on top of me and slides his fingers inside of me to tangle with my own that are still working in and out slowly. The air rushes from my lungs with a loud moan. I am overcome with the feeling of being filled with both of us at once.
He dips his head and grazes his teeth against my neck. “This pussy is mine Brittany…that’s why I fuck it like I do. I can fuck it however I want to and whenever I want to, and you will fucking enjoy it.”
My breath becomes rapid and my moans grow louder. I melt as he stakes his claim over me…and I know I will never be anything but his. Then again, I have always known this.
He brings his fingers to my lips and I lick them clean, while he slowly begins to sink his cock into my waiting cunt.
I lift my hips…rising to meet him with a blissful sigh. His cock drives in and out of me in long, languid thrusts…he wants to prolong the first, divine feeling of filling me.
He fucks me harder and with increased urgency…but only after I begin to rise into him faster. Although he is always in control, he never does anything until he is sure it’s what I want.
And what I want is for him to give it to me like I know only he can…I want him to make this memorable for the tape that is rolling. I was resistant to the idea at first, but now, the thought of being on film while he fucks me is making me insane with lust. I feel like a whore in a movie and I long for him to treat me as such, so I whisper into his ear while he moves above me, “Fuck that pussy Justin…it’s yours…it’s all yours. Fuck it hard…make it hurt J…make me scream.”
He moans loud and long as he listens to me beg for him to fuck me, and when I bite down into the soft skin of his neck that is slick with sweat and purr, “Come on…” he pulls out of me and has me standing next to the bed, bent over with my ass high in the air waiting for him in one quick animal-like movement. Leaving me stunned and panting with anticipation.
From our position beside the bed, we are on perfect display for the video camera, and the image of him watching this later, stroking his beautiful cock while he watches us fuck flashes into my mind. I moan with a surge of desire as the image plays through my mind.
His voice pulls me back into reality, he is speaking to me in that dripping with lust teasing tone I love so much…but what was he saying? I had been lost in my own thoughts.
He gives my ass a little slap and then taps his dick against it, “Say it again for the camera Brit…what do you want me to do to you?”
I turn to face the lens, once again picturing him watching this later, and lick my lips softly before sighing “I want you to fuck me hard…make it hurt.”
As soon as the words leave me he drives into me with such power that it sends the air rushing from my lungs. “Like that?” he leans over me and breathes into my ear.
“Yeah…” I push back against him, “Just like that.”
He begins to pound into me with an amazing force that sends me reeling with pleasure. And with each thrust my clit brushes against the bed. It hardens even more, grateful for the attention.
He continues fucking me wildly until I am nearly screaming, drunk with frantic passion. “Oh god yes! Fuck me…fuck me Justin! Make me cum! Make that pussy cum….it’s yours!”
I will surely be horrified at this slutty display later, but I am lost in him…he has this effect on me.
He rips his cock from me, leaving me empty so suddenly that I immediately begin to whine and beg. He flips me over and pulls my legs up over his shoulders. Giving me a shockingly sweet smile that is in strange contrast to the rest of the rough treatment I’m enjoying.
He slides the soft head of his dick against the swollen, throbbing bundle of nerves that is my clit…teasing me with great pleasure. And when he slips into me again, his fingers search out my sensitive nub and begin to circle it gently while he fucks me harder and harder.
I look up to find him glowing with sweat, his hair tousled with sex, his lips slick and shining from my tongue and his own, and a tiny, dirty smile playing upon them. He is beautiful…so beautiful it hurts. And there…true to his word he has made it hurt, though not in the way I had expected.
He catches me watching him and whispers just loud enough for me to hear him, a secret from the camera, “Let me see you cum Brittany…”
I was already nearly there, but his gentle words send me over the edge, and I am suddenly exploding with pleasure. Moans and screams bursting from somewhere deep inside of me as I contract around his shaft, coating it generously with cum.
He drives into me harder…his own moans growing louder as my grip on his cock tightens. “Oh god Brit…” he groans, “I’m gonna cum…Oh god….I’m gonna cum!” He growls as if in pain, but I know better.
And at the very moment I begin to relax he pulls his dick out of me and into his strong hand, jerking it quickly until his milky white cum begins to spurt forcefully from the tip…spilling out of him and onto my breasts and stomach.
I watch with surprise…shocked and pleased to see what I have done to him. I always am…every time.
He never closes his eyes, our hot gazes locked as his releases against my skin. When he is through, he leans down and licks my lips softly. I slip my tongue out to meet his and he kisses me gently then moans into my flesh, “Thank god we got that on tape!”