Harry Styles Stories/Imagines (EDITING)

Imagine One Hundred and Fifty Eight

requested for @Yanharry

You were feeling a bit down lately but have no idea why. So your best friend in the entire world decided to take you to a nearby club. Of course your friend acting all sexy, picks the outfit for you. Since you had no sexy clothes whatsoever cus you're such a nerd, she lets you borrow one of her laced black tight dress. The top was cut real low and it only reached to your thick thighs. You put on the dress, feeling confident. Your best friend does your make up and curls your hair. After a while of you waiting for her to finish, you finally made your way to the club.

club de chicas locas (crazy girls club)

You looked around the space to find a handsome man, who seemed about 6 foot tall, curly hair, and light green eyes. For some reason you felt attached to him and you had no idea why. Your friend ends up going to the dance floor with some random guy, dancing and drinking her a** off. You sat on the chair, as you felt a hand tap your shoulder. "Hello. I'm Harry Styles." He says in his deep British accent which you loved so much. You turn and meet the same face you saw earlier. "Hello I'm Y/N." He smirks and says "Such a pretty name for a pretty woman. Why are you by yourself?" "I'm not. I'm with my friend."

"Well then," he takes a seat, "You don't mind if I sit with you right princess?" You blush as he puts his hand on your thigh. "N-no." You stutter. "Good."

5 minutes later

You and Harry were laughing at random jokes he talked about doing at his concert once. "Come, let's get out of here." He whispers in your ear. You shiver and follow him, hand in hand. The ride back to his house, he squeezed your thigh, giving it a nice red mark. "Nice house." You say. He whispers an "Hm." He pulls you to the counter, sits you on it and goes in between your legs. "Such yummy thighs. I wanna taste every bit of you." He said, squeezing your waist. You bit your lip and pull him in, wanting his lips as much as he wanted yours. You both start making out, as he explores your body, giving it a nice touch. He pulls off your dress, smacking your a** along with it. "Damn babygirl, you drive me insane." He says, as he lays you down on the counter. He goes down on you and smirks because you weren't wearing any panties, knowing you'll probably get laid.

He starts to caress your thighs, kissing down to your kitty. You moan at every touch. He sticks a finger in you, licking your cl*t. You feel your body heat up, you grabbed the edge of the counter, moaning his name. "Harry." You moaned. He sticks two fingers, pushing deeper and deeper. "Does my princess like that?" He asks. You nod as you feel yourself reaching your climate. "Who am I?" Harry asked, fingering you. "D-daddy." You blurted out as you feel your juices running along Harry's fingers. You get up and got on your knees, pulling his member out. You licked the tip, teasing Harry. "God princess, just suck me already." He said in anger. You sucked him like it was your first time, trying to impress him.

He takes you to the shower and turns on the water. He puts you against the wall, sticking his member in you. You squeeze your eyes shut, screaming as he went deeper. "Sh*t. Your kitty is my favorite part princess." He whispers in your ear, going deeper. You feel yourself reaching your climate once again. "I'M COMING." You scream. "Not yet baby." You groaned and came anyways. He smacks your a** in frustration and asks "Did my babygirl disobey me?"

"Yes daddy."