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Strip Poker

zaynmakeshoranmoan:

hi, this is taken from my account on the OneDirectionFanfiction site, hope you like! xx

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“Hmmm, let’s play…. strip poker? Good, eh?” Louis suggests.

The other guys agree and I pout.

“This isn’t fair, i’m the only girl,” I say with my arms across my chest.

“That just makes it more interesting, babe,” Harry says, winking cheekily. The cheeky bastard.

I roll my eyes,” Whatever.”

Thirty minutes later mostly everyone was half naked, except for me. The only thing I had taken off were my socks.

“No fair!” Louis protests, wearing only his trousers.

“She has the game rigged!” Protests Liam in his Calvin Klien’s and socks.

The other boys agree and I just smirk.

“Not my fault i’m better than you,” I sing. They just roll their eyes.

Ten minutes later all of the boys are in their boxers. Zayn sighs angrily and throws his cards on the table. I laugh at his outburst.

He looks up at me,” So this is funny?”

I laugh harder at his annoyed expression. “No,” I say between giggles.

“Fuck this,” he says geting up.

Shit. “I’m sorry, Zayn! I-“

I’m cut off by lips on mine. Zayn’s lips on mine. He licks my bottom lip and I give him entrance. His tounge enters mine and I feel him tasting me. I taste him and he’s sweet with the bitter tint of cigarette. The kiss gets deeper and my hands go to his hair and his to my waist. His lips leave mine and I quickly try to find them again.

“Woah, slow down, ranger.” He says chuckling.

“Fuck, that was hot,” Niall says and I feel my face get warm when I remember the other boys.

“Don’t be embarresed now,” Harry whispers in my ear.

I shiver and goosebumps go down my body. He runs his hands up and down my arms, multiplying the goosebumps. Zayn’s lips attach to mine again and I welcome them. Harry’s hands slip down to my legs, expsosed in the shorts i’m wearing. They innocently roam around until they get to my inner thighs.

“You don’t know how much we want you right now,” he whispers huskily. He squeezes my thigh and I moan into Zayn’s mouth. He pulls away from me.

“Fuck,” he mutters.

Harry rubs circles on the inside of my thighs, very close to my pussy, and I can’t stop the sounds I’m emitting. 

“Quite the noise-maker, eh?” Louis says on the side of me.

Much to my protest, Harry stops what he’s doing. I feel myself being lifted and i’m being carried to a bedroom. All of the boys follow. I’m layed down and I could see Niall locking the door. All of the boys stand over the bed and I could feel myself aching for them. They watch me tremble, amused.

“Please.”

That’s all it took. In an instant my arms were locked above my head by Zayn. Liam tore at my shirt, saying something about buying me a new one. Niall was at my shorts, taking them off as quickly as he could. Larry Stylinson were on either side of me, making love-bite after love- bite. Niall got my shorts of and snaked his hands into my underwear. He stroked my pussy and I moaned and arched my back. Liam unsnapped my bra and took my nipple in his mouth. I moaned louder and writhed in the bed.

“Fuck, babe, you know what that does to me?” Harry says. He presses against my side and I could feel his hard on. I bite my lip aand look at his lust-filled eyes.

“Sorry,” I say innocently.

He smirks,”You will be.”

I don’t have time to think about it because I feel my underwear coming down. Niall hastily throws them and goes down to my entrance. He licks me and my whole body arches and I struggle to get out of Zayn’s grip.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moan. Niall’s tounge goes inside of me and I feel my body tense up. I bite my lip to hold back a scream. The boys, other than Zayn, pause their actions for Niall. My body begins to tremble as I feel my Niall suck on my. My mouth opens and Zayn’s lips are quickly on mine to swallow the scream. He lets go of my hands to hold my waist and my hands grip the sheets on the bed. With Niall french kissing my pussy, Zayn french kissing me, Larry Stylinson tearing at my neck, and Liam doing God knows what to my breast, lets just say, it was quite the sensation. My orgasm was coming quickly and the boys could feel it.

“You gonna climax for us, huh?” Louis whispers, nibbling at my neck.

I couldn’t even answer, only whimper in pleasure. Niall wraps my legs around his neck and really went to work. Zayn grabbed my hands again and connected my lips with his, but not before saying,”Trust me, you’re gonna need this.”

My head arches back and I feel my climax whipping through me. Everything bursts into white light. The pleasure is too much to handle. Zayn struggles to keep his mouth on mine. My moans and screams are swallowed by him. My body arches and shakes. I could feel Niall sucking my juices as they came out. My legs tightened around his ncck and it was a wonder I wasn’t choking him. I could feel myself coming down and everything refocuses. Zayn pulls away from me and catches his breath.

“Fucking shit,” I pant.

“This is only the beginning,” Liam says with a smirk.