One Direction Requests

Louis Harry and Monique

"The hell is he doing?" Monique thought. She heard muffled moans coming from Harry's room. Harry happened to be her best friend, but she had a crush on him. She walked up the stairs to Harry's room. The door was slightly open. She looked inside, Harry and Louis were making out. The hell! Louis said Larry Stylinson didn't exist! Now he's shoving his tongue down Harry's throat. Monique stood there. Despite her effort to keep quiet, Harry noticed, and pulled away instantly.

"MONIQUE! How l-long have you been s-standing there?" Harry asked nervously.

"Long enough..." Monique mumbled. Harry and Louis sat up. Harry sunk his head into his hands.

"Hazza. I got this." Louis whispered to him.

"Alright Monique, you like Harry right?" Louis asked Monique now followed Harry's expression. Harry's head shot up.

"You do?" Harry asked. Monique nodded.

"Well, if Harry has sex with you. Promise not to tell anyone?" Louis asked.

"LOUIS!" Harry shouted at him.

"What? We all know your bi and like her too. Plus, your horny. Just do it." Louis told him. Harry blushed slightly and looked back at Monique. She glanced at the two boys. Harry got up and approached her.

"I'll be gentle Okay?" Harry told her gazing into her golden eyes. She nodded. Harry's lips sunk to hers. They moved in sync as his hand cupped her cheek, and slowly trailed down to her shirt. He pulled away.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asked. She nodded again. His hands lifted up her shirt leaving her in a neon pink bra. He pressed his lips back to Monique's as he unclipped her bra. It feel to the flood and she shuttered from the sudden gust of coolness that enveloped her body. Harry's warm hands pressed to her breast, cupping each one, as his mouth opened slightly. Their tongues battled for dominance until She pulled away at the sudden touch of another set if hands on her thighs. Louis. His hands tugged at her shorts as she pressed her lips back to Harry's. Louis quickly pulled off Monique's jeans with ease. Harry's lips disconnected, but were quickly replaced with Louis.

"Harry..." She moaned as Harry stuck his hand in her panties, rubbing her clit, and teasing her wet slit. He smiled at his capability to please her. He pulled down her panties and moved his face down to her entrance.

"HARRY!" She shouted pulling away from Louis. Louis moved down to Harry, and rid him of his clothes, until they were fully naked in front of her. Harry stood up and brought Monique to his bed. He reached into his drawers and pulled out 2 condoms. He handed one to Louis, and put one on for himself.

"You ready?" Harry asked.

"Yep." She said. He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly pushed himself in. Harry knew Monique had only had sex once, so she might not be used to it. Which she wasn't. Monique gripped the bed sheets tightly as He slid the rest of his length. He stopped for a second to let her adjust, then started thrusting. Monique turned to see Louis jacking.

"Come. Here." She moaned out of breath. He obeyed and walked over to the two. She gripped his length in her hands, and pumped, sucking half.

"My god!" Louis shouted. He held back her black hair as her head bobbed up and down his length. Harry thrusted into her harder and faster, causing Monique to moan on Louis, driving him over the edge.

"FFFFUUUUCCCCK!" Louis shouted as he shot his cum into her mouth. She swallowed.

"OH GOD!" Harry shouted as he was becoming close. He went as fast as he could, trying to reach his high as quick as possible, trying to get Monique there too. After about 3 more thrusts they both climaxed. Harry pulled out and laid across the bed.

"That was. Fun." Louis said out of breath. Monique agreed. Harry's eyes widened.

"Monique, I don't mean to freak you out, but, the condom broke." Harry told them. Monique shot up.

"I'll go get the morning after pill."