One Direction & ZAYN Dirty Imagines

Call Girl - Louis

To say I was inexperienced with sex was an understatement. I'm so inexperienced, my friends basically call me 'Virgin Louis'

And f.uck I hated it. All the girls at the school were all sleeping around and I didn't want to be some guy they f.ucked.

My thoughts snapped when the loud bell rings, signaling that the class was done. I sigh, grabbing my things before heading to my locker.

As I open my locker, a note falls out from inside. After putting my books away, I bend down and grab it.

'Call me xx ***-****'

I frown in confusion as to who gave me this note. For a few minutes I think, until the bell rings. Slamming my locker shut, I head to class quickly, sleeping the piece of paper in my back pocket.

***

Home was a place that I rest comfortably. My friends can't tease me, and my parents won't be home till late.

I put my hand in my back pocket and pull out the paper from school as well as my phone. Dialing the number, I sit down and wait for it to ring.

"Hey baby," a girl on the other line coos. My eyes widen, and I straighten myself up before answering.

"H-Hi." F.uck I want to slap myself.

"Is this your first time calling sweetie?" She asks with a giggle.

"Uh, yeah? What is this anyway?" I ask cluelessly.

"Well..." She trails off. "Let's just say people call me when they want to have a good time."

"I don't understand..." I furrow my eyebrows.

"I like to have phone s.ex sweetie." She says straight up. My eyes pop open once again, and I let a shaky breath out.

"Oh."

"Now, what's your name? I want to moan it out while I f.uck myself." She giggles again. I can feel a tightening in my pants as her voice rings in my ears.

"L-Louis," I stutter, me tally cursing myself.

She pauses for a moment before saying, "I like that name."

I clear my throat a bit."Thanks," "I don't really know what to do."

"Let me help you then," she says softly. "Sit against your headboard and spread your legs a bit."

I do what she says and lean against my headboard, spreading my legs a bit. "Okay, now what?"

"Eager huh Louis?" She inquires. I quickly object and she laughs.

"Now you just lay back and I'll just tell you what I'm doing now." She pauses.

"What are you doing now?" I ask, trying to build up my courage.

She hums, "laying on my bed, playing with my c.lit while listening to you."

I start to pant, feeling the room rise in temperature. "It's getting hot." I say out loud.

"Try and take you shirt off, then your jeans. I'm guessing that your d.ick is strangling against your shorts."

I put the phone down and stand, taking my shirt and jeans off before laying back down. "Okay, they're off."

"Now reach in your briefs and touch yourself," she moans softly. "Let me hear you."

I shakily reach my hand in my briefs and grasp my length, gasping at the touch. She hums in satisfaction, moaning.