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June 17th
1:43 AM

A Night In Paris *Harry Styles Smut*

Harry threw his phone against the wall and stripped, he was never shy of his naked body but he was even more of an exhibitionist when he had substances in his system.

“Hurry up in there, Paris. I’m getting lonely.” The duvet barely covered his penis as he lay back in the bed, hands behind his head.

Paris stepped out of the room in a sheer black babydoll chemise and tall black heels, Harry’s jaw dropped. Her blonde curls bounced on her bare shoulders, the front of the chemise had a slit that highlighted her amazing cleavage perfectly. He wanted to just rip the clothing off of her and fuck her till she screamed but he had to impress, she was a fan after all. Harry brought his forefinger up and motioned for Paris to come to him, she obeyed. He pulled the duvet off of himself, revelling in the astonishment on her face as she took a look at his goods. His semi erect penis rubbed against the fabric of her thong as she sat upright on his lap. Harry reached up and began fondling her large breasts, held into place only by the tightness of the chemise.  Paris tried to kiss his lips once more but he was still denying her, as he always did. Instead he distracted her by kissing her neck and chest while his fingers tugged and rubbed her prominent nipples.

“You know, I fantasised about you lots when I was younger. I used to imagine you doing all sorts of things to me while I pleasured myself.” Paris felt his cock twitch as her words clearly created images in his mind.

“Is that right? Lay on your back.” Paris obeyed immediately. “Show me.”

“What?”

“Pleasure yourself just how you used too.”

Paris slipped a slightly nervous hand inside her black thong. She ran her middle finger over her already swollen and moist lips. She held Harry’s gaze as she began rubbing her clit in circles.

“I remember one time…I imagined us meeting at a signing, you couldn’t take your eyes off of me.”

“I wouldn’t have been able to look anywhere else with you in the room.”

“And you asked your security guy to take me into a private room and have me wait for you.”

“I would have done that.”

“I waited for you and you came in and immediately pushed me back on the table and began to kiss me all over.”

Harry cupped his hardness through his boxers, palming it to gently pleasure himself.

“Tell me more.”

“I remember picturing your curls between my thighs as you licked my pussy with experience.”

“How did I make you feel, baby?” Harry asked, grunting as he palmed his cock harder.

“Amazing. You were amazing with your tongue.”

“Rub your clit faster; I want to see you quiver as you talk.” Harry’s sordid demands made Paris moan as she obeyed.

“Then just before I came you pushed your dick in me hard. Oh my god it was big. I wrapped my legs around you and you pounded me deeply.”

Harry could take no more. He climbed on top of her, freeing himself from the restraints of his boxer shorts and pushing her thong to the side. He relentlessly slid his rock hard cock in her, rejoicing in her audible gasp as she felt the size of him.

“Just like you imagined?”

“Bigger.”

Her words spurred him on even more; he quickly began thrusting deep into her, pushing her legs so her ankles were around his neck. This wasn’t going to be a long fuck but he was going to get just what he wanted from it, an intense orgasm and an excellent review from his number one fan.

“Oh my god, Harry!” Paris moaned loudly so he had to silence her with his hand.

“Sssh baby.”

The sight of her gagged by his hand and her willingness to be totally submissive drove Harry crazy. He could already feel the intense need deep in his stomach to explode inside of her right now but it wasn’t going to happen like that. Harry took hold of her hand and placed it back on her pussy.

“I want to feel you make yourself come, Paris. Just like you know how to.” She nodded and immediately began rubbing her clit furiously.

Harry pounded deeper and faster, concentrating so hard on not finishing himself as he watched her body squirm and shudder, her words desperate to escape from her covered mouth but turning into muffled cries beneath his palm. He slowed his pace as he felt her body begin to shake underneath him. Her stifled shrieks of pure ecstasy finally escaped as Harry released his hand and quickly stood up off the bed, stroking himself.

“I want to come in your mouth, Paris.”

Shaking, she crawled onto her knees and looked up at a very tense Harry. She bit her lip in anticipation as she watched him stroke his length in sheer desperation to release.

“Let me taste you, Harry.” She begged.

Her words drove him over the edge, his legs shook as his whole body rocked forward. Harry’s warm liquid squirted out of the tip of penis, dripping down into Paris’ mouth. She swallowed everything he gave her and then took control. Clutching his shaft, she worked the tip with her mouth, making sure his orgasm lasted for as long as possible.

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