harry styles dirty imagines

do whatever I tell you

I arch my back as my ringtone woke me up. I reached my hand to a bedside to get my phone. I look at the screen and see this beautiful idiot that is my whole life. I take the call and mumble:”Hello, Haz.” “Good morning, my love. I’m sorry if I woke you up.” He said. “Yes, you did. But it doesn’t matter right now, where are you, guys?” I replied. “We landed half of an hour ago. Now we’re going to the bus and I should be at home about midday. Oh, and the guys say hi to you.”  “Oh, thanks, say hi to them to and kiss them in behalf of me. Oh, Harry, I can’t wait to see you again, it was so long.” I said. He smiled and said: “I know, I miss you too and I just want to be with you as soon as possible. Ok, Paul grumbles, I have to go, I’ll call you when I’ll be close, baby. I love you.” “I love you too.” I replied and put my phone on a pillow. 3 months,  4 days and 3 hours now. That’s how long we haven’t seen with Harry. I had to cope with everything without him, without his smile, his dimples, his lips and his touch. I missed him so bad. It was driving me crazy. But we had to handle this separation somehow. I smirked for a thought of all our dirty talks on the phone, when he was guiding me what to do with my hands. And finally he’s back from tour. Only a few hours left and I’ll be in his arms. It was 9 a.m. in the morning and I still had to prepare myself for Harry’s return. I lazily got up and I pinned up my hair. I went to the kitchen and made myself a breakfast. While I was eating the cereals, I took my latest ‘Cosmo’ and obviously, I started reading my favourite section, that about sex. There was an article called: ’52 sex tips’. It was about dominance in bed. Some rough tricks and bondage. ‘Why not? Harry would like it.’ I thought. I went to the bathroom to prepare myself. This is gonna be a great, new experience. We’ve never done bondage in bed with Harry. A new message from Harry: “Honey, 30 minutes and I’m back at home. I’m so tired.” I smirked and texted him back: “I hope you’re not too tired for the things I prepared for you.” “And what did you prepare?” “Myself. All. Just for you.” “Oh, baby, I miss you so bad. And stop this dirty talk, I’m in the bus and I don’t want my boner to be apparent.” I laughed, imagining Harry hiding his growing cock in front of the boys as they’re making fun of him. I texted:”Will you be alone or boys are coming too?” “No, lads are going to their houses. We’ll be alone.” “Good, so prepare yourself, because you’ll have a busy day today. And night.” “I can’t wait to get my hands and lips on you.” He texted. Because of our dirty texting, I didn’t notice that these 30 minutes past really fast. I hid myself behind the door and waited. I was wearing my red sexy bra and a mini skirt and I didn’t have anything under it. I heard the sound of the keys. It was Harry, he was opening the door. He entered the house, yelling “Baby, I’m home.” He didn’t notice me and I was watching him from behind. He laid his suitcase and yelled again. “I’m here, Harry.” I whispered with a deep voice. He turned around and he saw me, posing teasing fully. His jaw dropped as he muttered: “What the hell…” I came up to him with a firm walk and I didn’t hug him, or kiss him. I put a finger on his lips, whispering “sshhh” and I took him to the living room and seated him on a couch. He wasn’t saying anything, he just kept giggling quietly. I sat in front of him on a coffee table and said with a ‘bad teacher voice’ : “Styles, can you promise me to do whatever I tell you?” He smirked: “Baby, you keep surprising me. Ok, I promise.” I smiled and said: “Good. Now, Harry, I want you to paint my toenails. Don’t ask why, just do it.” He was really confused, but he took the nail varnish and kneeled in front of me. I spreaded my legs and saw how his eyes widen. “But, baby, you’re not wearing pants.” “That’s right. But stop this talk. If you paint my toenails  nicely, you’ll get your reward.” I said. It was so fucking hard because I needed him inside me now, but I decided to stay still and tease him as much as I could. I smirked as I saw him growing through his jeans. He sighed and whispered under his nose: “You’re unbelievable.” “Cut that talk, just work.”  He laughed and tried his best with that nail varnish. My toenails probably were a one big disaster right now, but I didn’t care. I kept my legs spread and enjoyed the show, as Harry tries to control himself. When he finished painting, he said: “Now, can we stop this show and can I at least kiss you, baby?” I tilted my head and answered: “Hhhmm, well, I think you deserved for a kiss.” He sat on a couch again, breathing heavily as I leaned toward him and kissed him, our tongues fighting for dominance. His hands ran on my half naked body. “Take off my bra.” I commanded. He did what I said. He wanted to throw it away, but I took it and as he was too busy kissing me, he didn’t even notice when I tied his hands with my bra in his back. “What are you doing?” he whispered. “You’ll see.” I replied with a smirk. I went down, planting kisses on his neck and my hands running under his shirt as I took it off. I rained his bare torso with kisses. Eventually I got to his waist. I unfastened the strap of his jeans and slipped them down, stroking his bulge through his boxers. He moaned quietly. I took off his Calvin Klein boxers and kneeled in front of him. I saw how his arms’ muscles tense as he wanted to grab something or put his hands on my head. But he was tied, so he couldn’t do anything. I kissed his inner thighs and said:”Harry, do you think you deserved for something more?” He groaned and replied: “Oh yes, I did, please…” I nodded, saying ‘ok’ and licking my lips. I was trailing with my fingers up and down on his length and when I saw Harry experiences the agony, I decided it’s enough. I pulled my lips closer, kissing the head of his hardened cock. I was swirling with my tongue around it and running my hands up and down. I saw how he wanted to press my head to his length, making me go deeper, but he couldn’t. Slowly, I took his penis into my mouth. I didn’t take it all for once. Moving my mouth slowly I was patiently going deeper and deeper and I grabbed his balls, caressing them in my hands to increase his pleasure. He was just watching me as my head was moving between his legs and he was moaning my name. “I’m coming…” he whispered as a few moments later he released himself, reaching the climax. I got up, wiping the rests of the cum from my face and when I came back to the living room, Harry was resting on a couch, catching his breath. “Will you unbind me now, babe?” he asked. I laughed and said: “And what’s your offer, curly head?” I replied cheekily.  “I will get inside of you, because I want you and I will make you scream as hell for all these things you’ve done to me. “ he said firmly. I laughed mischievously and said: “Sounds fair, ok come here, poor boy.” I came up to him, sitting on his laps and unbinding him. “Baby, you’re so wet.” He mumbled. I was impressed that he felt it. “Yes, I am. I think you have to do something about it.” I replied. When I released his hands, he embraced me tightly, burying his head into my neck and saying:”I missed you, darling. I love you so much.” “I love you too, Harry.” We made out a little on a couch and he got up, lifting me with my legs wrapped around his waist. “Now I’m taking control, babe. I’m gonna make you scream and cry like a little baby.” He muttered and took me to our bedroom. He put me on our bed roughly and went out. He came back after a moment, holding a belt and my bra. He took my mini off and he tied me to the bed: one hand with a belt and the second with a bra. I laughed and yelled:”No, please Harry, don’t do that to me. It was a joke, new experience, please, I’m sorry.” I begged him. He only smirked and said:”Now you’re gonna suffer just like me a while ago.” I arched my body as he got on the bed and leaned toward me. He kissed me with passion, his hands massaging my breasts. I could feel the temperature raising. I wanted to put my hands on him, pulling him closer to me, I wanted to touch his buttocks, but no, his knots were too strong for me to release.  He went down with his curly head, leaving me a few love bites on my neck. Then breasts. He was playing with his tongue on my nipples, biting them a little as I started screaming. He meant it – now, he will take revenge and make me cry from the pleasure he gives me. He went down, raining my naked body with his wet kisses, his warm, soft lips were driving me crazy. My body was shaking as I tried to unbind my hands. He applied me so much pleasure, that I barely knew what’s going on. He spread my legs, stroking my thighs. He buried his head between them, kissing my inner thighs. I couldn’t stand it anymore and I couldn’t press his head closer as I was tied, so I violently threw my hips up. He laughed and lifted his head, looking at me. “Woah, not so fast. Calm down, baby.” He said. “But Harry, please, I need you inside me now, don’t tease me anymore, you curly bastard.” I moaned. He put his hands on my waist, pressing it firmly to the bed. “DON’T. MOVE.” he commanded. He kissed my clitoris, swirling around it with his tongue. He was trailing his tongue up and down my centre and now I was barely breathing, moaning his name over and over again. “You like it?” he purred. “YES! More.” I yelled. I tried to uplift my hips but Harry was wrestling with me and his strong hands on my waist pressing me to the bed won. I was hopeless. He went down with his tongue, now entering me. One of his hand went to my clit, with his thumb cirling on it. “Say my name, baby.” He said. I thought I’m gonna kill him. “That’s what I’m doing all the time, asshole! Harryyyy!” I cried out as I came. My body shook and I clenched my tied fists.  I tried to catch my breath as Harry came back up and our lips met. “I hope you liked it.” He purred into my ear as he reached with his hands to the bed rails, unbinding me. I put my hands down as they were numb. “I’m sorry that I tied you. But I couldn’t resist and you needed to realize who takes the lead in bed, honey.” He kissed me again as I muttered:”You’re an idiot.” He laughed and said: “Maybe, but this idiot is the reason why you barely breath right now.” We both smiled.” Shut up.” I said, still trying to calm myself down. “Are you ready for next round?” he smirked. “What else do you’ve got?” I replied. He laughed and said: “I still haven’t done my party piece. It’s called: ‘Let the furious snake in.”  I bursted out laughing. “It’s the most stupid thing I’ve ever heard.” He crawled himself on top of me, whispering: “Are you letting the snake in?” “Yeah, I do let him in.” I chuckled. He entered me roughly. I arched my back under him, letting out a huge groan. God, he was big. He started thrusting slowly with a big smirk on his face as he kept planting me kisses all over my face and neck and interlacing his fingers in my hair. I put my hand on his neck, locking my fingers in his curls and the second hand went to his back, as I dipped my nails on it. Our bodies were moving in one rhythm. Finally, again, after so much time, we were one. I missed him so much. “Oh God I needed that. My fingers could never replace you.” I mumbled. “I know, baby. You’re so good.” He grumbled between sighs. Finally, with one final thrust, he hit my G-spot and I reached the climax. My mind went white and all I could feel was this flood of pleasure all over my body and Harry’s hot breath on my neck.He crawled onto the other side of the bed and we were laying there next to each other for a while, all sweat and exhausted. He pulled me closer to him and I rested my head on his bare chest. “Thank you.” I whispered. “That was my pleasure, believe me. It’s so good to be back home.” He replied. I kissed his chest as he added:”Oh and baby, that was a great idea, how did you come up with this bondage?” I smirked and said: “I read it in ‘Cosmo’.” “Then I think you should read more magazines like that.”