Harry Styles Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I unlocked my phone, I clicked on Alex's pictures, a picture of him shirtless in the gym. Mmmm..I moaned softly as my fingers moved from my lap to my inner thighs,from my inner thighs to my cunt. I rubbed my cunt in a circular motion without taking my eyes off my phone screen. "Yes.. Alex...I am fucking wet for you, you like that pussy? Oh fuck..." I moaned almost whispering "Yes… Alex." I imagined him watching her. "You like the sound of that?" I felt gush of liquid dripping down. I fingered my wet pussy with my 2 fingers deep inside.

You and I We don't wanna be like them We can make till the end Nothing can come between You and I Not even the gods above Can separate the two of us I hummed softly along and he looked over at me. "Big fan,huh?" "No, just one of them." I pulled over into the parking lot. "Who's this unlucky guy?" "One, he's not unlucky. Two, it's Harry." We walked towards my locker. "Harry Styles?" "No," I rolled my eyes at him. "Harry Potter." "Haha, really funny." He said as I slammed my locker shut. I turned on my heels and coffee spilled on my shirt. Way to start Friday morning. "Watch the hell where you're going." The voice barked.

"Carol, please do as she said. Pack your stuffs and leave. There's nothing I can do." "But Sir..." "LEAVE." Harry orders and she's out of the office. I sit on his chair, feeling much bossy. It's so good to finally put that bitch in her place. What was she thinking? Trying to steal my man? "You like what you're doing, don't you, Mrs. Styles." He sits on the desk, pulling the chair closer to him. "Yes, I do." I turn my face away from him. "I forgot you were this jealous."

Harry reached his climax and wanted to withdraw but Tamara cuffed him with her legs indicating that she should cum inside her. Harry wanted to see the satisfaction on his lady's face and he did not withdraw at the moment. He turned her over the kitchen cabinet and made love to her in the Doggystyle. Seeing the satisfaction on her face gave him pleasure. They both came at the same time. “I haven't had enough of you yet and I'm sure that you like it,”Harry said mischievously.

I answered. "Yeah, that's so you. Is he thinking about sending the girl to Korea after you complete what he wants? That's what he does whenever you're reckless and get caught in a scandal. But dude, if she's really a shawty, I'll just sneak her and snatch from you, man! Haha!" Harry said jokingly. I laughed sarcastically, but he didn't notice. "You can do whatever you want, Harry. Just let me finish my job," I said.

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

Harry laughed and said, "You don't want to? Nevermind, I'm fine anyway and no one is waiting for me. It's good to have a day off." "......" She didn't go back the whole night, so she couldn't waste more time here. After hesitating for a while, Stacy stammered, "You, close your eyes." "Okay." Harry closed his eyes, and his eyelashes were thick and long and curled up. Stacy stared at them and found that they were very similar to Henric's eyelashes. They were all very dense and long and curly. Sometimes, she would envy him when she looked at him.

He sputtered. And here he saw the mature mother lick her lips, rather seductively he thought. Coupled with the way her tits were showing in that top, wooo! The big milf jugs... cleavage galore! And at once Harry's mind was filled with wanton thoughts of sliding his dick up and down between her breasts, as his precum leaked out and slickened down the skin. Providing a smooth, effortless surface. “Uhh... see something good, Harry?” His girlfriend inquired, raising an eyebrow in contempt.

I always wore a tie on my wrist so I used it to style up my hair in a low pony tail. I took two more puffs before I tossed the cigarette on the floor besides my leg and stomped on it. I watched as the little flames scattered before i turned to face Harry. His face was flustered from the cold. He must have a very sensitive skin. His blonde hair was brushed back and his black eyes bigger than ever. He wore a white T-shirt and fancy green knicker. His eyebrows were thick and he had long lashes with a well defined body that showed under his shirt. One could consider him as attractive

We all met up in Zahra’s room since she was the only one who didn’t care if someone ate on the bed, while the rest of us hated even the littlest bit of dirt on our sheets. “So, what’s this new piece of gossip that’s got you so excited,” Our family dynamics were pretty simple to understand, Henrik and Ava preferred to seduce and steal, while Zahra and I preferred to do the dirty and logical work, neither team told the other what to do or how to do it and perhaps that’s why we all worked so well together.