One Direction Dirty Imagines

Larry Three-Some *SMUT*

I sat on the couch on my laptop. I was waiting for my boyfriend of six months to Skype me. We did it every night before I went to bed, and it was already 11:00pm.

I am lucky enough to be dating the one, the only, Harry Styles. He is on his stadium tour, in Europe.

"He’s probably busy." I think to myself.

After about twenty minutes, I give up and shut my laptop, setting it to the side. Might as well get ready for bed.

I get up and my feet pad on the carpet floor to the bathroom. I peel my clothes off and turn the shower on, quickly getting in. I wash my hair and body, shaving my legs until they’re smooth.

I turn the water off and wrap my body in a towel. I go into my shared bedroom to get my clothes when I hear footsteps coming from outside the door. Being a bit paranoid, I hurry to get my pajamas. Once I open my underwear drawer, the door opens and my eyes meet with a pair of familiar emerald green ones.

"Harry," I say, making my way over to him.

"Hey, baby." He says. He pulls me into a tight embrace.

"How? What?" I’m still in shock that he’s here. I mean, I thought he was on tour.

"I’m on a break. So I came to see you. " he says, pulling away to kiss my lips.

I kiss back, our lips moving in sync. He pushes the door closed and rips my towel off.

"I was thinking of you at the concert." He says. "How innocent you look, me fucking you harder than you could imagine." He growls in my ear. He takes his shirt off and unbuckles his belt.

"I can’t wait any longer." He lifts me up by my thighs and pushes me against the wall. He teases my entrance with the tip of his already hard cock.

"What do you want, baby?" He asks, still teasing me.

"I-I want you. Your hard cock inside of me." I whimper.

"And how would you like it, my dear?" He smirks.

"H-hard.." I moan out.

He pushes his whole cock into me, causing a moan of pain and pleasure to escape my lips. My legs wrap around his torso as he continues to fuck me senseless. My nails rake down his back, leaving marks that will most definitely be visible tomorrow.

"Oh, Harry.." I whimper.

Suddenly, the door opens and Louis comes in.

"Hey Haz, you left your-" he stops, seeing me pushed up against the wall with Harry still inside of me.

"Louis, I-" Harry, in shock, looks at Louis.

"Damn, you’re right. She is hot naked." Louis says, making me blush.

"You wanna join?" Harry asks.

"Wait, Harry-"

"Hell yeah!" Louis cuts me off, unbuckling his pants and pulling his boxers down.

Harry carries me over to the bed and pulls out.

"Now, be a good little slut for Louis, okay?" Harry grins.

Louis comes over to me, pumping his hard length.

"Ello babe." He says, smiling at me.

"Hi," I say almost breathless.

Harry hands him a condom and he rolls it over his stiff dick. He positions at my entrance, looking at me for approval. I nod and he slowly pushes all the way in.

"Such a tight pussy.." He moans. He begins thrusting as Harry pulls me on top of him so that he is positioned at my bum. He slowly pushes into me, making me cry out in pain at the new feeling.

Louis’ thrusts get faster and so do Harry’s. I moan out both of their names, causing them to grunt. I feel Louis come into the condom as he pulls out. He begins licking at my center and shoves two fingers in.

"Louis, oh god.." I moan.

"L-Louis.. Let me-ugh- finish her off.." Harry groans.

Louis switches spots with Harry, holding my head in his lap. Harry shoves his cock into me, causing my back to arch. He pounds into me continuously. Louis massages my breasts, helping me near my climax.

"Oh, fuck!" I cry out. Harry lifts one of my legs, resting it on his shoulder. His thrusts get harder and I feel him going deeper, hitting my G-spot.

A tear escapes my eye as the new position causes me a bit of pain. Louis quietly shushes me and kisses my lips lightly. I moan into his mouth as my walls clench around Harry’s cock. I hear Harry moan out as I feel a twitch before feeling a stream of cum shoot through me.

Harry pulls out and collapses on top of me, breathing heavily.

"Well? How was it?" Harry breathlessly asks.

"Amazing.." I breathe out.

"Louis, after today, don’t try to pull anything on her. Got it?" Harry looks up at Harry.

"Got it, Hazzabear." Louis says, getting up. He puts his pants back on and smacking Harry’s arse on his way out.

I giggle as Harry groans in pain.

"Want me to kiss it better?" I say in a whiney voice.

I get up and kiss his asscheek that Louis smacked. I lay back down on the bed and fall asleep in Harry’s arms.