One Direction Imagines

Niall- Two Short Stories (sexual)

First:

“Turdee seven cuntreeeees” you continue teasing Niall, the couch being the only thing keeping him from catching you. “I told ya it’s not funny.” He wasn’t really angry but, he did hear enough jokes about his accent from the guys already. To have to hear it from you as well probably wasn’t ideal in his mind. “I can’t stop though. You sound so…Irish” you laugh running into the bedroom. He catches you right when you’re going through the doorway, picking you up by your waist. “Irish and proud” he says, carrying you to the bed. “I wouldn’t have you any other way.” You pull him into a kiss, but he quickly pulls away. “Really?” his smile widens. “So if I talked with an American accent you wouldn’t want me?” he asks in his brilliant American voice. “Okay, maybe I lied,” you giggle. “Well den someone gets a punishment.” He eagerly moves in for a passionate kiss and you refuse to push away. Your hands tighten in his hair as he trails kisses from your lips to your neck. Once you two are fully unclothed, Niall says “about that punishment. No foreplay.” He thrusts into you hard once he finishes he sentence, making you gasp at the suddenness of his actions. His thrusts are quick and deep. His balls smacking against you is all that can be heard besides your moans and Niall’s grunts.  He starts going deeper searching for your g spot. When he’s found you lose control and writhe beneath him. “Cum now,” he lets out between clench teeth. You tighten your walls around him before experiencing your orgasm rush through. When he finishes, he pulls out and lies beside you panting. “One down, turdee six ta go,” he smiles.

Second:

“Is it on?” you ask the darkness around you. “Yeah, you ready?” Niall answers, spreading your legs farther apart with one hand as the other holds himself. “Yeah.” You feel him run the tip of his dick up and down your slit, searching for your opening. He pushes into you when he’s found it and you immediately groan at the stretch he was causing. Once he’s fully inside you his hands find your waist. He starts his thrusts slowly, but finds it hard to continue at that pace. He grips your waist firmly and speeds up, causing you to moan and grab his wrists tightly. He slips out of you, but wastes no time getting back inside, keeping up the pace he had set. His grunts are drowned out by your own sounds and you find yourself lost in the pleasure you’re feeling. Niall pulls your leg up and over, turning you on your side. His thrusts get harder as you try to use whatever strength you have in you to keep yourself on your side rather than on your face. His name leaves your mouth in shouts once he hits your g-spot and you’re begging him for a release. His hand smacks your ass before he thrusts deeper, hoping to make you cum before he finishes. Curses get lost in the darkness of the room as you release on his dick. Niall’s hand on your hip pulls you closer to him as he cums. He pulls out, panting, and takes off the condom, tying it and throwing it away before letting his body fall next to you on the bed. Both of you lie there, catching your breath and sweating. When he feels able, he lifts his arm for you to cuddle next to him.  “Where are your lips?” he asks. A smile finds its way on your face as you say “right here” and give him a kiss.