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larry_nipples And I'm starting to post a lil 5sos facts too and sorry if you don't like 5sos but oh well (this is hot) 8h

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harryscurlz12 Part 4: With that he pulled my pyjama top up, and just stared ‘You’re ravishing (Y/N)’, he said then squeezed my breasts and kissed and bit on my jaw earning soft moans from me.

I pulled off his top, and helped him out of his pants. He looked so damn hot in those black Calvin Klein’s. He was leaning over me again, and he was inside me. The pain burned my insides and hot tears rolled down my cheeks. He let out a groan. ‘Niall….it hurts..’ ‘Shall I stop?’ He said his face full of worry. ‘No, no, it feels so good but it hurts, carry on going..’ he thrust inside me. I moaned in pleasure. ‘That’s it Niall, please don’t stop!’ I said, digging my nails into his back.

We moaned and groaned, as he went faster and harder, my bed creaking, our skin so hot, almost meshed together, I could feel his breath tickle the crook of my neck where he nuzzled his nose. We were one.

I felt my walls clench around him and wave of pleasure rushed through me, and he growled and came inside me. We just stayed that way. Breathless and totally in love.

He pulled out and kissed me on the fore head. We heard footsteps. SHIT. My parents were coming!

I quickly hid Niall in my wardrobe, switched off the light and pretended to sleep under the covers.

A creek of light entered the room. ‘I’m sure I heard something?’ my mum said. ‘It’s probably nothing..lets just go to bed..’ my dad said. ‘Okay’, my mum replied not looking very convinced, ‘but it smells funny?’ ‘It’s nothing! Come on now, lets just go to bed!’ He pulled her away and closed the door.

Niall snuck out of the wardrobe with a big grin on his face. I put my fingers to my lips, signalling for him to stay quiet. He nodded and switched the light on to find his clothes scattered across the room. I watched him dress. He was so gorgeous. He walked over to me gave me a quick peck and whispered in my ear, ‘I better get going , I love you’. And with that he left.

The next day, I was getting clean bed sheets from the wardrobe, a note fluttered to the ground. It read:

Meet me at the big oak tree..I have a surprise!

28th of July, 21:00

Love you, Niall xxx THE END
12h

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harryscurlz12 Part 3:
What was that? I quickly got up and rushed to my window to see Niall standing on my balcony! I opened the doors to let him in. It was raining that night, heavily, and he was drenched. I went to fetch him a towel whilst asking him what he was thinking and when I turned around he handed me a very crumpled looking rose. ‘Aww, Niall I love it!’ I whispered (my parents were home). I smelt the rose while he dried his hair and face with the towel.

He put the towel down on the edge of the bed, and we just looked at each other for what felt like forever. ‘I missed you Niall…I thought I could just move on and forget about you…but I just can’t! That night Niall…that night…I fell in love’. ‘I couldn’t stop thinking of you (Y/N), it was driving me crazy! I missed being able to make you laugh, that cute laugh you have. I missed that sparkle in your eyes every time you told me something new. I missed the feel of your hands under mine when I was showing you how to play the guitar. I love you (Y/N)’. I just hugged him. He hugged me back and we just stood there hugging. I wish we could stay like this forever.

I leaned up and kissed him. It was amazing. I kissed him with so much passion and lust and the best bit? He kissed me back with just as much. The kiss was hot, wet and sloppy but I loved every minute of it. His soft hands caressing my cheeks.

We toppled onto my bed, him on top of me, kissing me hard, my hands tugging at his dirty blonde wet locks. I felt him grow hard against my leg. I needed more. I rubbed my crotch against him and he groaned in pleasure lifting his head up and rubbing against me even harder. ‘Are you sure you want to do this (Y/N)?’ He said breathlessly. ‘Is this your first time?’ It was my first time, I wasn’t allowed to have sex until marriage, my parents would hate me. But none of that mattered now. This just felt so right. ‘It’s my first time…but Niall…’ I moved my lips towards his ear and whispered, ‘please, just make love to me..’
12h

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harryscurlz12 Part 2: We talked for what must have been more than two hours, about everything and anything, until he had to ask. ‘So what’s your name beautiful?’ he asked whilst pulling a daisy out of the ground and placing it in my hair. He had his lips so close to mine. I could feel his breath on me. I could smell him, his musky aroma..so hot. ‘(Y/N), and what’s yours?’ ‘Niall, Niall Horan..’ he said just looking into my eyes and smiling.

I shot up and walked back. He was a Horan! If my parents ever saw me talking to a Horan, I’d be disowned! The village would talk bad about my parents for years to come! Why? Why did he have to be a Horan!

Niall looked up at me with confusion and stood up. ‘What is it? Did I do something?’ ‘No, no Niall, you haven’t done anything…it’s just..I can’t... Like you!’ ‘Why?’ ‘Because Niall. You’re a Horan and I’m a (Y/L/N)!’ He looked at me with shock. ‘Does it matter? We can still be together.. they don’t have to know!’ ‘They’ll find out though! I’ll bring shame to my family, and you’ll do the same…’ I turned to leave. I suddenly felt Niall grip my wrist and turn me around pulling me towards him. We kissed. It was blissful. All my worries gone away, nothing mattered any more. The only thing important right now was Niall. We pulled away to breathe, my forehead resting on his. His arms wrapped around me, so warm, so right.

I pulled away and ran. Tears running down my cheeks. I loved him..but I just couldn’t. -

Two weeks passed and all I could think about was him. Whilst I ate, whilst I showered, whilst I tried talking to other people, he just wouldn’t leave my mind.

I was lying in bed. Thinking of him. I missed him so much. I longed for him to be here with me. His smell. His arms. His lips…

Thump. Knock. Knock.
12h

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harryscurlz12 Part 1: It all started that summer. The summer I met him. It was a hot evening in July and my parents had decided to throw a barbecue party inviting everyone from our village- that also meant they had to invite the Horan family whom my family despised for reasons I was unaware of. My cousin told me it was some grudge they kept from way back, before we were born. I was turning 18 this winter, that’s a long time to hold a grudge.

So it was Barbeque night, I decided to dress in a white cotton dress that stopped just above my knees. I then loosely curled my long (Y/H/C) hair and put on whatever little makeup I owned- some mascara, lip-gloss and blush. I slipped on some sandals and joined everyone in the party. I hated it. There were way too many people for my liking, just too noisy and claustrophobic. So I decided to go where I usually went on occasions like this.

I went and sat under the big oak tree up on the hill- where I could watch all the sparkling lights in my garden and admire the sun setting. The grass tickled my legs and was slightly wet with dew, but I liked it. ‘Beautiful isn’t it.’ I quickly turned around to see who was talking. There was no one there. ‘I’m up here’ I heard the voice say again, this time with a slight chuckle. I looked up to see a boy, slightly older looking than me, sitting up on a branch. ‘You gave me a fright!’ I said, standing up and facing him. ‘Oh, I’m sorry..’ he said whilst jumping down, ‘but it sure is beautiful isn’t it?’ He sat down under the tree, he grabbed what must have been his guitar from behind the trunk and started strumming a little tune. ‘Yeah, it is. I like coming up here and watching the sun set, it’s just so relaxing!’ I exclaimed sitting next to him, watching his fingers work magic and listened to the soft melody.

He was gorgeous. He wore a black suit, with a white shirt that had its top buttons opened and an untied black bow tie. He had his blonde hair up in a messy sort of quiff and these amazing deep blue eyes.
12h

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zaynsbathtub_ It's technically August 21st everywhere guys and I'm kinda scared and freaked out about what's gonna happen...that is if anything even does happen but I'm still scared!! :/ #onedirection#one#direction#1d#1dfact#liampayne#liam#payne#niallhoran#niall#horan#harrystyles#styles#harry#louistomlinson#justinbieber#louis#tomlinson#zaynmalik#zayn#malik#funny 19h

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harryscurlz12 Part 3:
And I will. I’ll slide my ready cock deep inside of her. I’ll let her feel how hard she’s made me… How much I want her. How much I need her. I love the feeling of being lost inside of her, completely absorbed in pleasure; both needing one another just as much as the other does. I love looking her straight in the eyes as I penetrate her; as our bodies become as close as physically possible. It makes my heart race. I’ll kiss her if she wants me to. Or contrastingly, I’ll throw her legs over my shoulders and fuck her until she’s seeing stars, if she’d rather. Either way, I won’t stop until we’re both completely spent and exhausted. Until I have nothing left to give her and I’ve drawn every ounce of pleasure from her body.

I love the way she looks after she’s come; the look on her face is like no other. I love how even minutes after, her body continues to shake in ecstasy. I’ll hold her as we come down from our highs. I’ll kiss her lips and jaw and neck. I’ll roam my hands over her soft skin and tell her how beautiful she looks. I love having her body close to my own, listening to her breathing steady and feeling the heavy beating of her heart against my clammy skin. I want her to feel safe with me.

But do you know what I love the most? For that moment in time, when I’m sending her into pleasures unknown, she’s mine. And when you’re mine, you deserve everything…

and more. THE END
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harryscurlz12 Part 2: Because I am. I love how her thighs clamp around my head as her climax begins. I love hearing her pant and struggle for breath, telling me not to stop… Baby, there’s no way in hell I’m stopping, don’t you worry. I love watching her body snap from the sheets as her hands aimlessly try to find something to hold on to. Whether it’s my hair or the sheets, I don’t mind. The harder the better. Don’t be afraid to let me know how good you’re feeling.

I love the way my name sounds from her lips as she comes. There’s nothing sexier than somebody moaning your name in their most vulnerable and euphoric moment. I love knowing that it’s me that’s done this to her. That it’s me that’s made her that unbelievably wet and turned on.

I love how hard she can get me just from letting me do this to her. You’d be amazed at how much pleasure I get from it. Having my cock hard and aching desperately between my thighs is torture for me. There are times when I just want to give it up and drive myself into her. But I don’t. This is her time and her time only. I want to make her feel as good as possible before I indulge in my own pleasures… Before I fuck her senseless.
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harryscurlz12 This one's a bit different, but I really liked the concept. "Inside my Head" part 1: Sometimes there’s nothing I love more than pleasing a girl. There’s something about the female body that fascinates me… the way it looks… the way it feels… the way it reacts when aroused…

I love to tease. I love having my head between a girl’s legs whilst sending her into a breathless, moaning frenzy. I love how she pulls and tugs at my hair as I dive my tongue straight in, licking and tasting every inch of her delicious centre. I love using my entire mouth; using my lips to kiss and suck in and around her thighs, and using my tongue to alternate between hard and fast movements and long and drawn out licks. Mouths aren’t just good for talking, you know, and I intend on using mine to its full potential.

I love how each girl differs. I see it as a challenge to get the best reaction from her and I love exploring different techniques. I love the way her body reacts to my touch; each shake and convulsion… each shudder and sharp intake of breath as I hit a particularly sensitive spot. The noises from above send me into a hot mess, and I swear I could come from this act alone if I really let myself go. I love having to hold her hips down as her body writhes above me, digging my fingertips into her skin and groaning, just to make sure she knows that I’m enjoying it just as much as she is.
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harryscurlz12 I hate people 2d

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