One Direction Dirty Imagines

Pool Game

You’re in Zayns basement, trying hard to beat him at the game of pool. Eventually, he wins, and you fake pout. “Now, now. Don’t be so sad.” he smiles, putting his hand under your chin, tilting your face up and he smiles, kissing you. You kiss him back lightly, but it gets more intense quicker. You feel him biting your lip and your hands are finding their way up his shirt, and he slips it over his head. Next is your shirt. He pushes you back onto the table gently, and you balance yourself on your elbows, watching him. He lifts up your black skirt, smiling. He rubs your panties. “You’re wet,” he comments, and you nod. “What am I going to do about that?” You bite your lip as he pulls your skirt off, then your panties. He gets on his knees, pulling you to his mouth. You moan as he licks up all your juices, and he thrusts his fingers in you, causing it to come right back. He removes his fingers, licks them off, and stands back up, grinning. Once you’re both naked, you both climb onto the pool table. “69?” he breathes and you nod excitedly. You lay down on top of him and he spreads your legs. You feel his mouth on you moments later, and you grab his member and bring it into your mouth, licking up and down, pumping it up and down first. He tenses up and you smirk, and his tongue is working hard. You feel a moan escape your lips and you put his stiff in your mouth, sucking hard and licking playfully. You work your hips on his tongue, moaning. Eventually, he takes a breathe and he’s panting. “Turn around,” he says between deep breaths. You do as he says, and he’s laying under you. “Follow my lead,” you say, smirking at him. “This is a first for me,” he says, smirking back. You lower yourself onto his erection, then jerk up, creating a perfect rhythm. You feel him hitting the right spots every time. Zayn looks at you. “Moan for me, baby.” he says, and just a second later you do. He’s holding your hips and using his pelvis to thrust into you so quickly and so hard. You gasp, the pleasure so intense your heart beats fast. You’re close to falling onto him it feels so good, and he’s looking into your eyes the whole time. His eyes are deep with lust, and the holds your waist to stop. Then, he rolls over so you’re laying down, and he kisses your breasts, rolling your nipple gently with his fingers, kissing the delicate skin. You dig your nails into his back, turned on by his small advancement. He then kisses you, his tongue caressing yours gently, and you feel him slip between your thighs, and you supress a moan into his mouth. His groin hits yours, sending electric currents up your body. He rotates his hips in a circle, rolling his stiff around inside you. You dig your nails harder into his back, surely leaving marks. He groans and pulls out, only to thrust back in slowly. He smirks up at you and your back arches, then his mouth is on your chest again, sucking softly, but it pinches and tingles. He’s thrusting in and out slowly, torturing you, and there’s red marks from his lips, starting to turn purple. You moan. “What’s that?” he says, looking at you, grinning. “I think I’m going to..” you whisper, but then he moves to his knees, his member still in you, and you watch him lick his thumb, then he starts rubbing your clit harshly. You suck in a deep breath, and you feel him moving his stiff forward and back slightly, and this sends you over the edge, sending tingles all over your body and you grip onto the edge of the pool table, moaning. You feel him tighter in you, and you feel him release inside of you also. He pulls out, and lays back.”Come here,” he says, his eyes still wild with arousal. You do so and you come close, licking his erection while looking in his eyes. “Just like that baby,” he says and watches you as you suck his member, cleaning him off just as he did for you. You hear a moan escape his lips, and you move your lips off. You both climb off the pool table, and you see his back. There are tons of scratches, and two or three are bleeding. Then you see the hickeys he left, and you grin. “Zayn, I’ve decided we should play pool like that every week,” you laugh and he joins in, pulling you close to him.