niall and harry imagine for JessicaSimpson6. the 1st to comment!

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"woah! this is great!," i yelled to my friend. we were at a 5 seconds of summer concert for my sweet sixteen with all the girls in my small hometown. "i know!," she yelled back. i suddenly felt a swift tap on my shoulder, turned around, and gasped. standing behind me was Zayn Malik from one direction. "holy shi..," i started before clasping a hand over my mouth and screaming into it. he grinned and noticed my shirt my friend gave to me. "the birthday girl!", it said in huge letters. "cmon," he whispered leading me away from my friends. i hesitated before following obediently. it was Zayn! maybe he would introduce me to the rest of his group... no one in the crowd even noticed me or Zayn rushing past them. soon, we reached a door that said vip only and he slipped inside. i followed without even pausing. inside, were the rest of one direction. i gasped and grinned at them. harry chuckled. "we got a birthday girl," Zayn said. "choose." i looked at him confused. "what do you mean?," i asked. he sighed. "choose your crush and well let you "borrow" him for a whole night." i smirked evilly and pointed towards Harry and Niall. "all right cutie," they said at the same time and pointed towards another door. we all entered it. there was a king size bed with fluffy white pillows inside. "how old are you turning?," harry asked removing his tight sexy pants. i placed my hands on my hips. "sixteen" Niall grinned and moved close enough in front of me that i could feel his warm breathe on my face. i made a small sound in the back of my throat. "where's the bathroom?," i asked cocking an eyebrow. he pointed to a door and i shot like a rocket towards it. i noticed a mirror and saw that my blonde hair was still up in a pony tail. i took it down and shook it out before removing my birthday shirt. i didn't want it to get ruined. as soon as i was done, i stepped out of the bathroom and and crossed my arms in front of my chest, biting my lip. they were both in their boxers and facing me grinning. Niall bounced forward and tore off my mini skirt. Harry followed pursuit with my bra. my cheeks reddened and they smiled. "I'm glad that you're hot and not a freaking ugly chick," niall said pulling down Harry's boxers for him. Mr. styles sprang up against Harry's stomach proudly. i smirked. Niall then removed his own boxers and Niall Jr was awakened. i giggled at the sight of them both and my nerves had suddenly disappeared. suddenly, i was laying down amongst the pillows and Niall was attacking my mouth while Harry leaned against a wall and watched. i groaned at his mouth migrate down to my nipple and he slowly started flicking it with his tongue and sucking. his hand grabbed my breast and squeezed while his other was at my thigh teasing me. i giggled. soon harry couldnt take it anymore and he bounced onto the bed and started sucking at my earlobe while inching off my panties even though i was underneath Niall. suddenly, they both stopped what they were doing as soon as my panties were off. Niall looked over at Harry. "were actually doing this one?," he asked his eyes wide. "yeah, the others were fugly compared to this one," harry answered wearing a duh face. Niall grinned. "thank god," he said his lips colliding with mine before i could say anything. then Niall rolled off of me and Harry rolled on. he grinned before entering smoothly. i bucked my hips against his when i adjusted and he smirked. his thrusts were kept at a steady pace, me screaming out Harry! over and over again. "I'm ready," i yelled getting ready to cum and without warning he pulled out of me and rolled off as Niall rolled back onto me. "not yet," harry muttered. Nialls head was now between my legs and he licked my folds before pushing his tongue inside of me causing me to shudder. his technique was worthy of every award as he had me groaning like mad and somewhat thrashing. finally his mouth left my privates and trailed back up to my mouth. he entered me. and orgasm soon followed. we rode them out like mad before he rolled off and collapsed beside me. when i left i had both their numbers stashed in my pocket.

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srry the end was rushed. hope u like!

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