Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Daddy Kink

Since most of y'all enjoyed the daddy smut I did another one this is from tumblr so credits to whoever made it anyways enjoy babes.

You were lying in your bed, scrolling through Twitter and Instagram. There really wasn’t much for you to do when Justin wasn’t home. You had cleaned the whole entire house out of boredom, you cleaned the pool, went grocery shopping and now you had nothing to do. You anxiously awaited Justin’s arrival. He had left to go to New York for the night for a meeting last night, and he had just landed back in L.A. You guys had been having so much fun together recently. No fighting, you weren’t getting annoyed with him, he wasn’t annoyed with you. Everything was just… perfect. You figured that you should look presentable for when your boyfriend came home so you hopped in the shower.

After your shower, you dried yourself off and braided your hair. You put on some silk pyjama shorts and a tight white tank top. You didn’t care to put underwear or a bra on because you were at home, and it was late at night. You checked your phone and you saw one message from Justin.

“Daddy’s home.” It read.

You squealed and ran downstairs. You didn’t hesitate to open the front door as soon as you heard Justin knock. You immediately attacked him with a hug and a wet kiss.

“Hi!” you said, giggling.

“Hi, Y/N. Why are you so excited to see me? I was gone for a night.” He said, smiling down at you.

You sighed.

“I just get so lonely without you sometimes,” you looked up at him, leaning towards his ear, “Daddy.” You whispered.

He looked at you with dark eyes and a smirk. You giggled and brought his things inside for him. As you made your way upstairs with his bags, Justin was right behind you. You made sure to stick your ass out and sway it as much as possible because for some weird reason, you had the constant urge to make Justin horny. You didn’t know whether it was the satisfaction of getting him into that mind state, or the fact that he would fuck the shit out of you whenever you did. Either way, it still made you feel so good whenever you turned him on.

As you bent down to place his bags on the floor, his big hand met your ass with a hard smack. You snapped up and turned to face him, blushing. He smirked and pushed you onto the bed. You bit your lip, watching Justin’s mood change rapidly.

“Have you been good for Daddy?” he asked.

You nodded, adjusting yourself on the bed.

He nodded as well before looking on the bedside table and finding your vibrator. He picked it up and held it in front of your face.

“Are you sure about that, kitten?” he said.

You bit your lip, looking at him.

“Did you just lie to me?” he said again.

You nodded, looking at him.

“Yes, I lied. I just couldn’t help myself. I needed some pleasure since you weren’t here to give me any.” You said to him.

“I don’t like liars.” He said. “You know how I punish you whenever you lie right?” he asked.

“Yes, Daddy.” You said. “I’ve been bad, Daddy.”

He smirked before flipping you over and smacking your ass once again. He rubbed his hands up and down your folds over your shorts.

“No underwear huh, kitten?” he said. “Someone wants to get fucked.”