VERY VERY Dirty One Direction Imagines

Harry imagine

Literally bless everyone who liked my Zayn imagine, it was the imagine I turned into the author of this book.

Darling Xx
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"IN THIS HAT," the teacher shouted to get our attention, "are all of the females in this class. For this project, you need the opinion of a male and a female. The males will choose from the hat."

He started going around the classroom having the boys choose.
"You will give opinions on matters of the world." He also passed out a packet to all of us.

"Niall" the teacher said as Niall picked from the hat.
"Amy" he said
"Amy and Niall" are partners. Ironic because they were dating. You could tell they wouldn't get much work done.

Liam got Y/B/F/N. She looked over to you, clearly happy with what she got.

I was silently praying in my head that I'd get a hard working guy, to get a good grade.
I had never gotten a grade under a B, and I wasn't planning on it.

"Harry," the teacher said
"Y/N..." Harry trailed off.
"Harry and Y/N are partners."

I glanced at Harry, he caught my gaze, and he smirked.
I looked away quickly.

Harry Styles.
Careless.
Arrogant.
Eccentric....

His green eyes gave me the chills. So intense.

The bell rang signaling the end of the last class. Everyone ran out the door, ready to get on with their weekend.
I packed my stuff and was the last one out of the classroom.

"Hey...Y/N." A raspy voice caught my attention.

I turned to him, waiting for him to say more.

"I'll pick you up, tomorrow. Around 6. Be ready."

I nodded, too intimidated to speak.
Not like I talked much anyway. But I couldn't even say a simple 'okay'. God I embarrass myself too much.

He had already walked away

----------------Next Day-----------------

5:59pm

Book bag with everything? Check.
Pants on? Check.

I looked at myself. Dark wash denim shorts, light indigo sweater, and ankle strap sandals.
I even had pink nude lipstick and mascara.
But it's not like I was trying not really hard. I just wanted to look...presentable.

I knew secretly I was lying. I was trying too look good, but not like I was trying too hard.
Harry Styles was hot.

There was a knock at my door.

I walked out with him and he opened the car door for me.
So I guess he's somewhat a gentleman.

I sat on his bed warily, looking at the Nirvana and Sex Pistols posters on the wall.

He sat in a rolling chair.

"So. Number one. What is one thing humans could not survive without."

"Sex." He said as I said "oxygen"

"So I'll put you down for human interaction, and oxygen for me."

"Can you say sex?" He said, standing above me.

"Of course I can. Question two. How is the-" he cut me off my using his thumb to trace my bottom lip.

He lifted my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye. "Say it."

"Sex.." I said awkwardly. He may be hot, but this dude is into some weird shit.

He leaned towards me, his lips inches away from mine.

"Harry." I put my palm out trying to stop him. I touched his croch.

He groaned. I gasped and tried to retract my hand. He grabbed it, and made me palm him through his pants.
A soft moan left his plump lips, and I felt myself getting turned on.

He backed me up onto his bed, smashing his lips on mine.

His large hands slid their way into my sweater, cupping my breasts.

Things got heated quickly.

Harry's white shirt was on the floor along with my sweater. I was straddling him, his hand kneading my ass through my shorts.

I rocked my hips against his, "fuck." he moaned.

His hands found their way to my bra, unclipping it and throwing it aside.

He switched our position, placing himself on top of me.
He slipped off my shorts and panties. I was completely naked for him to see. I blushed, looking away.

"Harry.." I whispered.

He left kisses down my neck, stopping to suck on my nipples, and continuing down my stomach.

He inserted one, and then two fingers into me, sucking on my clit.

I covered my mouth with my hand, attempting to conceal my moans.

"I want to hear your moans. I want to know how good I can make you feel," he whispered, removing my hand from my mouth.

My chest was red.
blushing.
aroused.

When he came back up to kiss me, I trailed my hands down his torso, attempting to pull down his pants.

"First you have to tell me what you want. Tell me you want my cock. Tell my you want my cock to fuck you until you squirt."

"H-Harry. I want you to fuck me relentlessly. I want you to make me squirt."
He moaned at my words, and rubbed his cock against my slit.

"I think you're wet enough." He smirked.

"Stop teasing Styles!" I pouted.

His green eyes peered at me, intense as always.
Harry pushed himself into me.
I put my leg on his shoulder so he could fuck me at a different angle.

"Oh god." I writhed in pleasure.
"Fuck me. Fuck me harder."

He thrusted hard, his face concentrated.

He flipped me over, fucking me doggy style.

I moaned loudly when he hit my Gspot.

I felt my wall clenching around his dick.

He kept one hand gripping me and the other was under me, circling my clitoris.

Harry knew exactly how to pleasure a girl.

"Say my name. Scream it." He slapped my ass.

"Harry...I'm gonna-"
I ejaculated so hard everything went blurry for a few seconds, squirting.

"Suck it." Harry demanded, laying back.

I sucked in my cheeks, taking him straight into my mouth. I took him as far as I could, bobbing my head, his cock hitting the back of my throat.

My gag reflex finally sent him over the edge, he grunted, squirting cum into my mouth.

He panted, bringing me up to him, wrapping his sheet around us.

He wrapped his hands around me.

"You take my cock so well baby girl." He placed his hand on the back of my neck, bringing his lips down to mine.

"We still have a project."

He sighed.

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Darling XX

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