Harry Styles Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He smirked down at me cockily. “You like the color violet. Your favorite song at the moment is Often by The Weeknd. Your favorite show is The Vampire Diaries. You don’t have a favorite sport, but your favorite book is 50 Shades of Grey. Kinky.” He listed them, making me feel mortified at the last one. His amused expression then turned dry. “You also favor that Christian guy.” He scowled at the ground. For a moment, I thanked the Lord that he was just a character because I had no doubt that Zaliver would have killed him if he was real. Hashtag Team Grey. Sorry Zaliver.

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

“Um... Harry's strong suction. I like it.” Hari nodded quickly. Further laying Rieka's position so that she is underneath him. He also quickly took off his pants and took out his penis that was already standing upright. The one that had been standing since seeing Rieka first open the door earlier. The one that needs to be satisfied and spit out the lava of pleasure in there. If possible, he vomited many times so that Rieka would not forget about him. “Ehm ... “ Rieka shook her head softly. did not expect that the friction down there was felt so much. “You have a big one, Harry?”

She heard the sound and was surprised to see broken pieces of the cup on the floor. “Clean that up..” he ordered and she immediately began cleaning up the mess while he leaned against his chair with his eyes closed and a certain scene flashed through his head Making him open his eyes again.. “What are you doing to me, Samantha?” He murmured under his breath and ran his fingers through his already disheveled hair.. The Secretary had quickly cleaned up the mess and left immediately to avoid pissing the boss off.. Damian badly wanted to get outta his head so everything could go back to normal but unfortunately he seems to underestimate himself..

Fanky is correct, despite the fact that Harry is brilliant, attractive, her folks dislike him, when they figure out that he is only a musician and he is poor. "Companion, I realize you like Harry as well, since you are with him consistently, yet control yourself, since you have no future with Harry!" said Fanky. "That's what I know, I likewise saw in him that he isn't intense in his examinations. I don't for a moment even see him looking into or noting tasks. He generally plays ball or sings in the band." Arosh made sense of. "Along these lines, pay attention to me. Simply keep away from Harry, so you don't succumb to him!" expressed Fanky as she held Arosh's hand.

Dylan ordered Harry in a cold tone while going to the fridge and grabbing the water bottle. Just as Dylan went out of the kitchen, Harry threw the tissue and sighed exaggeratedly, " I am not paid enough for this!" He pouted and started wiping the kitchen counter again, " My life is so hard...! " he wiped his fake tears and focused on the kitchen counter, as he knew Dylan will kill him if he will leave a dirty spot. He let her dirty up his precious bed and was so hard on him when he spilled some juice. Harry huffed at his thought. Life is so unfair.

Reluctantly I stopped my hot tongues exploration of his sweet tasting mouth and moved slightly away allowing me to completely liberate him of his T-shirt and allow my captured dress to finally fall to my feet. He now bent his head down to me his hungry mouth seeking mine and finding it he pushed his tongue in deep and I sucked on it, my cunt now awash with fresh cunt fluids trickling down my leg, I almost laughed at the feel, one of Harry’s little jokes, when ever I reprimanded him on looking at a younger woman was that he just liked looking at younger woman but much preferred an older bird, as he was a firm believer that the older the hen the juicier the bird, going by the amount that had b

I feel him pulse inside my ass. Feel the heat of his release filling me. Feel my body accept what he’s giving, have no choice but to take it. When he pulls out, cum drips from my ass onto the concrete floor. They flip me over. Onto my back on the cold floor, legs spread, every hole dripping. The scarred one is hard again – stroking himself, looking down at me with cruel satisfaction. “You know what I haven’t done yet?” He kneels between my spread legs. “Felt that sloppy cunt for myself.”

“A little sore but in a really good way. It feels warm and full and kind of tingly still. I like feeling you inside me even when you’re not fully hard.” My fingertip brushed over his nipple and I felt his cock twitch again. “I never knew sex could make me hungry for more. I want to keep going already.” He groaned low and tilted my chin up so our eyes met. “Greedy girl. I like this new bold side of you, Sophie. Tell me something while my cock is still sitting in your cum-filled pussy. How long have you actually been having these dirty thoughts about your stepdad? Don’t lie to me.”

Harry takes my hand as he gently squeezes it before he plants his lips on my knuckles, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry America. I didn’t want to leave you. It wasn’t what I wanted.” I cried like a child as my tears kept coming out from my eyes and wetting both my cheeks. Quickly, he wiped my tears with his fingers as he continued to say, “If I only knew how to go back, I would have done it even if I’d risk my life. I would have done it without doubts but I didn’t know what to do because I woke up forgetting everything. I'm so sorry America.” Harry pulls me in again and gives me another hug, “I was stabbed that day.” He confesses as he whispers in my ear. “Diana stabbed me because if she didn’t do i