One Direction Imagines/One Shots
Zayn And Kimberly
Kimberly’s POV
The sun shone on my face as I lay in the warm Las Vegas sun willing to top up my tan, the light wind made the palm trees sway which felt beautiful on my sun-kissed skin. The boys around here were pretty decent, one boy especially caught my eye, I knew his name was Zayn he was playing water polo with a bunch of boys and they kept calling his name, he was quite good. Ever since I’ve been here I’ve noticed he keeps looking at me with gorgeous big brown eyes, ugh, it’s like he should be a model or something. The way his hair flicked up, how his body was so toned like he wasn’t a scrawny teenager; he had a man body, oh the things I would do to him.
It was about 7pm, I was walking down the stairs of the hotel when a hand tapped my shoulder, I had my headphones in so I couldn’t hear if they were talking or not. I spun round to be faced with him, Zayn. I looked straight into his warm, concupiscent eyes, he smiled. Oh my god, his smile was so perfect. I took out my headphones but my music was still playing, quite loudly, “Love Games. Amazing song.” He said winking, “Im Zayn, 18, from England, cheeky chappy who loves a bit of fun, and you are?” I looked amazed; he was quite cocky which isn’t a bad thing. “Oh, I’m Kimberly, 16; 17 in 4 days, from Miami, girl who loves boys, loves shopping and loves being tanned.” I smiled, trying to be cute to impress him. “Sounds like my type of girl. By the way, you’re gorgeous, the way your dress keep hugging them thighs” he said, I noticed he quoted a bit from the song I was listening too. I felt my cheeks turned crimson, “aw, little lady blushin” he winked again, making my insides melt again. “come with me” he said taking my hand, I followed him out to the pool bar area, surprisingly it was still open, we sat down and ordered two alcoholic slush puppies, these things make me so giddy and hyper, I found out that 60% of it was vodka alone. We both sat in silence, slurping our slush puppies and watching the sky turn from pink to orange to purple to dark blue, stars came to view, “they’re so pretty.” I didn’t even realise I said it out loud until Zayn interrupted my little daydream; “just like you then.” I blushed hard. “Stop making me blush!” I said hiding my face. Two big hands clasped around my thin wrists, obviously Zayn’s. He pulled away my hands from my face, and his face came uncomfortably close to mine, I blinked then crashed my lips onto his. I didn’t know if he was expecting it but he instantly kissed back, opening his mouth slightly to let my tongue slip in, immediately I did. He lifted me up from the chair I was sat in; our lips still attached.
I had a white see-through dress on and underneath was my turquoise bikini, he put me down by the pool which was far away from everything else, no one was around, it was perfect. All that I could here were the crickets making that silly noise. We stopped kissing and just sat there with our legs dangling in the pool. Zayn shuffled close to me, his lips tickling my neck, he began to sing: “I wanna tell you come closer, But I don’t know if you feel, like I feel, Tell me girl.” His voice was angelic and soft. I looked into his eyes, dazed. Did he really mean this or was he just singing it because it was part of the song we both loved? I didn’t care. I took off my dress and slipped into the pool. “Come closer” I almost whispered. He took off his top revealing his six-pack, mm. ~Kimberly control your hormones~ my mind was saying, but the alcohol was speaking for itself and not going to lie, I was falling for this tall, tanned, dark boy … fast. He slid into the pool, coming close to me, pressing himself into me, he kissed me passionately, it was beyond all the fireworks and whooshing you’re supposed to have, it was magical. I pulled away, I was brave and I wanted him, I was not frigid or afraid; “I couldn’t help but notice a face so beautiful. Now imagine, the faces you’d make if we ever made love.” I sang, he smirked and began to feel me, feel around by my pussy, making me wet even though we were in water, a few of his fingers slid my bikini bottoms off and they sank to the bottom of the pool. His index finger and middle finger slipped inside of my tight vagina, his thumb rubbed my clit, he sang to me again; “Don’t it feel good when I touch on it, wouldn’t it be nice if all night I was in you.” My instant reply was “yes.” He took out his fingers and pulled down his swimming shorts, they dropped to the bottom next to mine. Fuck me, his dick was big, he tilted my chin up to look into his eyes, “Don’t have to pay for my attention, Can you hear me is you listenin? Baby be real with me.” He sang, I just nodded, kissing him. He replaced his fingers with a larger thing, his dick. He finally thrust himself inside of me, slowly at first, I have to say it hurt a little, “does it hurt?” he asked, he didn’t sing that bit – haha. “Just a little,” I said looking into his big luscious eyes, “but keep going.” He nodded, circling his hips into me, ugh fuck, too slow for me. “Faster Zayn, please.”I gasped; he went faster, Deeper each time. Little did he know, he was my first so he will pop my cherry and I will bleed. I sang inbetween orgasms; “Making love faces, making love faces, My hands rubbin’ on your skin, Let’s go hard don’t hold it in” my hands were tracing up and down his torso, my legs were wrapped around his hips as he held onto my butt. He began to smash me, crashing into me everytime, making me press up against him, his face was beautiful as he moaned out pet names for me such as: Kim, Baby, Babygirl and Beautiful. I screamed at he banged me, finally popping my cherry and ejaculating inside of me, a red pool now surrounded us. As he pulled out I sighed. “Im your first?” he asked, I nodded shyly bowing my head; he lifted up my head and kissed the fucking life out of me. “You’re my first too.” He said.
The sun shone on my face as I lay in the warm Las Vegas sun willing to top up my tan, the light wind made the palm trees sway which felt beautiful on my sun-kissed skin. The boys around here were pretty decent, one boy especially caught my eye, I knew his name was Zayn he was playing water polo with a bunch of boys and they kept calling his name, he was quite good. Ever since I’ve been here I’ve noticed he keeps looking at me with gorgeous big brown eyes, ugh, it’s like he should be a model or something. The way his hair flicked up, how his body was so toned like he wasn’t a scrawny teenager; he had a man body, oh the things I would do to him.
It was about 7pm, I was walking down the stairs of the hotel when a hand tapped my shoulder, I had my headphones in so I couldn’t hear if they were talking or not. I spun round to be faced with him, Zayn. I looked straight into his warm, concupiscent eyes, he smiled. Oh my god, his smile was so perfect. I took out my headphones but my music was still playing, quite loudly, “Love Games. Amazing song.” He said winking, “Im Zayn, 18, from England, cheeky chappy who loves a bit of fun, and you are?” I looked amazed; he was quite cocky which isn’t a bad thing. “Oh, I’m Kimberly, 16; 17 in 4 days, from Miami, girl who loves boys, loves shopping and loves being tanned.” I smiled, trying to be cute to impress him. “Sounds like my type of girl. By the way, you’re gorgeous, the way your dress keep hugging them thighs” he said, I noticed he quoted a bit from the song I was listening too. I felt my cheeks turned crimson, “aw, little lady blushin” he winked again, making my insides melt again. “come with me” he said taking my hand, I followed him out to the pool bar area, surprisingly it was still open, we sat down and ordered two alcoholic slush puppies, these things make me so giddy and hyper, I found out that 60% of it was vodka alone. We both sat in silence, slurping our slush puppies and watching the sky turn from pink to orange to purple to dark blue, stars came to view, “they’re so pretty.” I didn’t even realise I said it out loud until Zayn interrupted my little daydream; “just like you then.” I blushed hard. “Stop making me blush!” I said hiding my face. Two big hands clasped around my thin wrists, obviously Zayn’s. He pulled away my hands from my face, and his face came uncomfortably close to mine, I blinked then crashed my lips onto his. I didn’t know if he was expecting it but he instantly kissed back, opening his mouth slightly to let my tongue slip in, immediately I did. He lifted me up from the chair I was sat in; our lips still attached.
I had a white see-through dress on and underneath was my turquoise bikini, he put me down by the pool which was far away from everything else, no one was around, it was perfect. All that I could here were the crickets making that silly noise. We stopped kissing and just sat there with our legs dangling in the pool. Zayn shuffled close to me, his lips tickling my neck, he began to sing: “I wanna tell you come closer, But I don’t know if you feel, like I feel, Tell me girl.” His voice was angelic and soft. I looked into his eyes, dazed. Did he really mean this or was he just singing it because it was part of the song we both loved? I didn’t care. I took off my dress and slipped into the pool. “Come closer” I almost whispered. He took off his top revealing his six-pack, mm. ~Kimberly control your hormones~ my mind was saying, but the alcohol was speaking for itself and not going to lie, I was falling for this tall, tanned, dark boy … fast. He slid into the pool, coming close to me, pressing himself into me, he kissed me passionately, it was beyond all the fireworks and whooshing you’re supposed to have, it was magical. I pulled away, I was brave and I wanted him, I was not frigid or afraid; “I couldn’t help but notice a face so beautiful. Now imagine, the faces you’d make if we ever made love.” I sang, he smirked and began to feel me, feel around by my pussy, making me wet even though we were in water, a few of his fingers slid my bikini bottoms off and they sank to the bottom of the pool. His index finger and middle finger slipped inside of my tight vagina, his thumb rubbed my clit, he sang to me again; “Don’t it feel good when I touch on it, wouldn’t it be nice if all night I was in you.” My instant reply was “yes.” He took out his fingers and pulled down his swimming shorts, they dropped to the bottom next to mine. Fuck me, his dick was big, he tilted my chin up to look into his eyes, “Don’t have to pay for my attention, Can you hear me is you listenin? Baby be real with me.” He sang, I just nodded, kissing him. He replaced his fingers with a larger thing, his dick. He finally thrust himself inside of me, slowly at first, I have to say it hurt a little, “does it hurt?” he asked, he didn’t sing that bit – haha. “Just a little,” I said looking into his big luscious eyes, “but keep going.” He nodded, circling his hips into me, ugh fuck, too slow for me. “Faster Zayn, please.”I gasped; he went faster, Deeper each time. Little did he know, he was my first so he will pop my cherry and I will bleed. I sang inbetween orgasms; “Making love faces, making love faces, My hands rubbin’ on your skin, Let’s go hard don’t hold it in” my hands were tracing up and down his torso, my legs were wrapped around his hips as he held onto my butt. He began to smash me, crashing into me everytime, making me press up against him, his face was beautiful as he moaned out pet names for me such as: Kim, Baby, Babygirl and Beautiful. I screamed at he banged me, finally popping my cherry and ejaculating inside of me, a red pool now surrounded us. As he pulled out I sighed. “Im your first?” he asked, I nodded shyly bowing my head; he lifted up my head and kissed the fucking life out of me. “You’re my first too.” He said.
@Heyy_Kiki
Im glad you´ve liked it ! Love you!
12/22/13