Harry Styles imagines

The Styles twins

"She cheated on me," Edward admitted.
"Edward..I'm sorry. You're so much better than her." "Hah, yeah," he says sarcastically. "You can get any girl you want! Just forget about her!" "But I don't want just 'any girl'. I want her!" he buries his face in his hands. You stand up and move over to the couch he's sitting on to rest your hand on his back, but the second your fingers touch his hard physique, you regret the sudden image that flashes through your mind.
Harry's body isn't really like Edwards' despite the fact that they're twins. Harry's not as hard or as thick. They both possess a towering height, which always did turn you on, but Harry always did lack in muscle. It's not that you prefer anyone over Harry but sometimes curiosity just gets in the way.
"It's okay," you say rubbing his back. He mumbles your name and looks up at you. "Thanks for coming," he weakly smiles. "It means a lot to me." You smile back, staring in his eyes, completely magnetized by the twining shades. He stares back in your eyes, gently resting his hand over your thigh. "Harry's lucky," he whispers. Your heart sinks at his words as you feel his grip tighten around your thigh, realizing how close he really is to you. You fight the urge to glance at his lips, but your eyes are too fast, and before you can stop yourself, you're thinking about how wet and smooth they are. If something were to happen, would Harry ever know? The feeling of guilt overcomes you as you continue to stare in his eyes through the silence. He slowly leans in, breathing over your lips and gently kisses you. Even though you know this is completely wrong, your eyes slowly shut, feeling his lips explore the unfamiliar taste, turning into a slow, heavy kiss with his tongue now pushing in your mouth. Your hand comes up to cup his cheek as his hand rests just below your breast, holding you, in hopes that you won't pull away. The kiss hardens, initiating unintended urges.
Your mind finally gains some sense again This isn't Harry! The words rush through your mind, forcing you to suddenly open your eyes, pulling yourself out of the fantasy and out of the kiss. But the moment your eyes open, they spot a tall curly haired man standing in the doorway, watching the kiss unfold. Before you can even begin to react, he nods in approval at you. This confuses you, then you notice that his eyes are filled with compassion and understanding, not anger, not sadness. He nods at you again, winking and lightly smiling. You understand now, it's okay. He wants you to continue.
You look over at Edward, longing still in his eyes, not aware yet of the new presence in the room. You hold Edward's face, with no guilt this time, and press your lips against his, pushing your whole body toward him as he wraps his arms around you, pulling your chest against his and you move your hands and reach your arms around his neck, leaving no room in between you two. Edwards' lips felt different than Harry's. They were thinner, but his tongue felt thicker. The unfamiliarity of his touch made things even hotter. You wanted to explore more, find out what he could do. His lips press hard against yours as your tongues play with each other, filling you with desire for even more.
You feel a hand on your thigh and you pull away from the kiss to see who it is. you look down to see Harry leaning down in front of you. The three of you exchange glances, as if to say are we really doing this? Everyone seemed to have a yes on their faces and Edward pulls away as you pull Harry to the ground, sliding off the couch and into his lap, kissing him just as hard as you kissed Edward. Harry's lips feel familiar and comforting. You know exactly how to kiss him. You continue to kiss as you run your hands down Harry's neck and chest as he continues to plunge his tongue into your mouth. His lips wrap around your tongue and start to suck on it softly. That was the thing about Harry, no matter how often you did this, you never know what he's going to do next.
Edwards' hands reach around you, clutching your shoulders as his lips gently drag themselves across the back of your neck with the taste of vanilla shower gel. "Mmm, you taste so good," he says with his hands now sliding down your back and around your lower waist. As much as you want to respond to his touch, your tongue is currently occupied with the indulgence of Harry's taste. Edwards' hands begin to rub your inner thighs, slowly making their way down south, causing you to arch your back towards Harry, making his hands lift your shirt to feel on your breasts with his tongue now lowering down to your neck. You hear a slight snap, signifying the opening of your jeans and welcoming Edwards' hand to enter. You dip your head back to his chest with a loud sigh, feeling his pointer and middle finger form around your opening over your underwear. "No, no. Oh god," you moan. He rubs you slowly over the moist fabric. "Just think of it as a simple thank you," he laughs darkly. You feel Harry's lips slightly curve into a smile, excited with your frustration. "Harry," you whine thickly, feeling him gently bite your neck as his tongue strokes your sensitive flesh, combined with the rubbing of Edwards' fingers. "It's okay, baby," Harry breathes hard, letting go of your neck. "You can say his name." Edwards' fingers begin to tap over your hidden folds, sending shock waves of pleasure. "Say it," commands Edward over your shoulder and next to your ear. "Please," you whimper. "You're not getting it until you say my name." His voice alone is enough to get you off with its demanding richness and clear desire. He knows exactly what he wants and won't stop until he gets it. Never have you encountered Edward quite like this before, and to be honest, you absolutely adore it.
His fingers gently rise up your underwear, letting a slight draft in but refuses to enter until you say his name. "I'm waiting." You finally swallow hard, finding your breath and let his name escape your lips. "Edward! Please!" He kisses over your shoulder. "No, say it like you said Harry's." You moan loudly with a consistent range. "E-Edward. Please, do it," you stress on the last word, feeling Harry leave marks on your neck.
Edward groans at the sound of your voice saying his name and digs his fingers into you. You suddenly let out a scream, digging your fingers into Harry's shoulders "Oh, Edward! Edward, oh my god!" You can barely breathe as you feel him pull his fingers out and then slide them back in continuously, moving them around inside you. He frustrated, spreads you wider, dipping his middle finger right between your folds, where your clitoris lies and repeatedly strokes through the thick supply of secretion. You slowly grind your hips along with the actions of his fingers, feeling them now curl up. You slide off of Harry's lap to lay yourself against Edward, who is now able to press his fingers deeper into your body, which lays weak against his.
Harry reaches over and pulls your pants off completely, running his hands up and down your inner thighs, making you scream out more as his hot hands slide over the sensitive skin and your hands dig into Edward's thighs. "Now just because we're doing this, doesn't mean anything..you're still mine," Harry grins, continuing to create friction between his hands and your thighs. "Understand?" Your eyes close in exhilarating bliss, unable to respond as you feel both guys working on you. "If you won't answer then we just might have to stop," he says calmly, triggering a chuckle from Edward. You quickly nod your head, spreading your legs further for Edward. "Yes, Harry!" you moan. "Baby, come on. Just say it for me!" He says with a voice full of desire, yet ironic sweetness. "I'm yours!" you yell to shut him up. You feel yourself coming close to orgasm and you arch your back against Edward, pushing yourself up off of him as you moan absolutely anything that comes to your mouth. Noticing this, Edward suddenly removes his fingers. "It's not ending like this," he whispers roughly into your ear then moves away to hand your body over to Harry and leaves the room as if he forgot something.
You barely have time to react before Harry takes over, laying you completely on the ground and climbing over you to press his lips violently against yours. You slide your hands up his shirt and all over his chest and begin to pull at his shirt weakly. "Take it off" you mumble. He quickly gets up, pulls his shirt off and gets back on top of you. You slide your hands down his chest and down to his pants and unbutton them as you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling the pants down slightly. You reach over and slide your hand over the bulge in his underwear, massaging it and squeezing your hand over it. His grunt of satisfaction makes your breath even shorter. Before you even realize it, you see Edward walk back in, his shirt now off and quickly unbuttoning his pants. Part of you is curious to know why he left but the other half has lost touch with reality by now.
Harry moves over to the side, giving Edward room as he kneels down in front of you with your legs parted open. You look over at Harry, seeing him push down his briefs to reveal his throbbing penis, clearly demanding for some attention as you feel Edward pull off your underwear, leaving you fully defenceless. Harry sits behind you, leaning over you with his hands planted in the carpet besides your ears, staring at you upside down. "You look so sexy from this angle with your legs spread out like that," he smiles and touches your cheek. You suddenly hear a slight vibration from below, but as you move your head to look down, Harry forces his lips on yours, disallowing you to see what it was. Unable to see Edwards' distance from your lower region, you just have to bare with it and take it as a surprise.
Harry's hands reach down over your breasts and below your ribs to slide his hands over your body as he rolls his tongue over yours. You feel a strong vibration to your clitoris, causing you to canter your hips up in pleasure, yet confusion. As it approaches your clitoris, it all makes sense to you; Edward is holding a vibrator between his teeth to dramatically increase your pleasure. The first touch to your folds is like nothing you've ever felt before. You feel its compelling shocks enter from your body down south, making its way up to your stomach and sends a tingling sensation to your nipples. Your hips suddenly shoot up to his mouth, forcing your lips away from Harry with a loud scream of pleasure. Edward presses his hands into your butt, trying to hold you down. "Oh fuck!" you groan to the unexpected sensation. It was so fast paced, so unexpected, you don't know what to do about it, how to control yourself. Harry leans over you, latching his lips over your stomach to add on to the pleasure while Edward takes the vibrator from his mouth, resting it on your clitoris as he thrusts his tongue into you, making your wet, contracting walls tighten around his tongue. "I-I can't!" you moan loudly, your chest rising and falling quickly. You reach for anything around you in sight to hold on to as your hips aggressively move under Edwards' handle.
Unable to take it anymore, Harry's hand reaches down to stroke himself as his tongue sways across your belly button, wishing he could be in Edwards' position. Edward digs deep inside, his face hidden with Harry in the way as he licks and strokes at your body. You tightly shut your eyes, moaning with your mouth closed to save your voice for later. Harry takes a glance at you, watching your breasts move with every breath you take. "Oh my god," he says under his breath with another stroke to his penis. "You are so fucking sexy."
You can't take it anymore. The vibrator, coupled with Edwards' tongue flicking deep inside you and his mouth wide open, throwing hot breaths onto you just send you into another world. You don't even know who's doing it anymore, but you feel yourself coming close to climax. There's no way to stop it now. Your hips push up against Edwards' face again, begging for greater contact and then you suddenly lose it, groaning and sighing for breath as you feel the tremors of the orgasm slowly take over your body, shaking you and taking you into complete bliss.
You finally collapse onto the ground again, your body weak and your eyes closed. "E-Edward.." you whisper under your breath. You feel Harry come close to your ear "Don't think this means it's over babe, we haven't gotten our turn yet, have we?" he whispers. You feel someone carrying you and next thing you know, you're laying on Edwards' bed. Harry gets on top of you. He looks into your eyes, and you look back into his beautiful deep green ones as his thumb rests on your chin and then he leans in, kissing you deeply and you wrap your arms around his neck and then you sit up, push him against the bed and get on top of him.
"Don't worry, I didn't forget about you," you whisper against his chest as you lean in and kiss it softly, sliding your hands down his chest, taking care to suck over his nipples and then kiss his chest down to his penis, slowly moving back to slide your hands over his thighs and then you stop right before reaching his penis and look up at him. His face is filled with an expression of pure desire and impatience. You giggle to yourself and just before you lean in to lick the entire length of his penis, you feel him shiver beneath you. "Oh God baby," he groans, digging his hands into the cloth of the bed. You lean in again, taking him completely into your mouth, taking him all the way in, and sucking until you pull him out, leaving only his tip in your mouth and teasing it with your tongue, and then pulling him back in, and pressing your tongue against him as you squeeze again. Harry grunts at your touch, trying to force himself not to push his hips against you and ruin your rhythm. You then move closer and take one of his balls into your mouth, lightly sucking at it, wetting it with your mouth. Harry sighs at your touch and then, before you know it, Edward comes up behind you, pressing his body against yours, you feel his erect penis against you.
He leans over you and kisses your bare back and whispers against it. "Mind if I get my share now?" You feel him align himself with you, his hands on your hips and then he plunges himself into you, hitting into you over and over again. You scream out, not expecting it to feel that way. You were used to Harry, the feeling of the new shape inside you was riveting. You took Harry into your mouth again and the rocking motion of Edwards' body hitting into yours moved Harry inside your mouth as well. You held onto him in your mouth, sucking on him as he moved in and out with the motions of your body. The three of you groaned against each other, unable to escape the pleasure or to even find a decent way to react to it.
Harry's penis was now pulsating between your lips and trapped under your tongue as his fingers tightly pulled on your hair, struggling to pronounce your name through clenched teeth. Edwards' hands reached around to cup your breasts, rolling and rubbing your nipples while massaging the sides, still charging into you. Your body feels completely defeated between Harry and Edward. You don't know what to do anymore, how to react to all the electrifying chemicals in your body, just moving and turning with skin contact, waiting to be expressed. Edwards' thrusts begin to slow down as he gets weaker, sliding the tip of his thick, hardened penis inside of you. His hands move back to your hips, digging his fingers in your skin and weakly dropping his forehead to your lower back. He grunts loudly, tightly shutting his eyes and finally pours into you, coloring your insides with his cum. Your sudden yell involuntarily rips the attachment from Harry's penis, dropping your head to his thighs as Edward takes his last, hard thrust and pulls out.
Your body collapses onto Harry, meeting his embrace. "You're all mine now," he smiles. You weakly smile back and have him reverse roles so he's now laying on top of you. Without any hesitation, he quickly spreads your legs apart and thrusts into you hard as Edward lays besides your bodies, unable to look away. Harry kisses you hard and deep, exploring your mouth with his tongue, rolling his hips against yours and pushing your body to the headboard with force. Your fingers dig deep into his back as he kisses down your neck and licks over your collar bone and down to your breasts. You whine his name, dropping your head to the side to see Edward watching, full of lust as he creates his own pleasure with his hands wrapped around his penis, fondling his balls and stroking his penis, moaning at the feeling. You feel your hips suddenly jerk up toward Harry's at the sight. "Oh baby," Harry moans. "You're so wet," he says with a thicker grunt, easily moving in and out of you. The image of Edwards' hands wrapping around his own skin is driving you crazy, along with the thrusts of Harry. "Ugh, Harry!" you moan loudly. "It feels amazing," your voice breaks, feeling your hips strain under his. He jerks himself into you, hands digging in your lower back and with a loud grunt, his penis repeatedly twitches, brimming all its fluids within your walls and leaking out to your inner thighs as he screams your name. Edwards' head falls back, sighing loudly as he, too, reaches his final orgasm.
Harry rolls off of you, leaving you breathless between him and Edward. All three bodies lay lifeless, trying to regain strength. Harry weakly leans over and gently kisses the side of your arm as Edward does the same to your other half. It's still pretty early, so naturally, you start to feel tired and slowly drift off to their comforting kisses.
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Your eyes flash open to see Harry laying in bed asleep next to you. You slowly sit up, confused at where you are. You notice that both you and Harry are naked..but whose bed is this? This mornings event suddenly comes rushing back to your mind and you collapse back onto the bed, remembering just what you did. Harry awakens at your movement and you both look at each other and Harry cracks a small smile. You can't help it, you suddenly begin laughing and he laughs too. "Ugh..that happened.." you say. "Yupp.." says Harry sitting up.
"Wait...where's Edward?" you ask, suddenly remembering the third member of this morning's party. You hear a voice from the kitchen. "Guys wake up! I'm making breakfast!" You and Harry look at each other. "But it's almost 8," says Harry confused. "It's never too late for breakfast!" Edward calls with a laugh. "Damn, he knows how to end a one night stand," says Harry and you both burst into laughter again as you get up to put your clothes on.