Novel & Cerita Connor Franta Dirty Fanfic

Connor adds a third finger and the stretch makes me wail, my wrists pulling against the rope, the clamps shifting against the felt, everything tightening. “For being a, a slut, for dressing like that, for sneaking out I’m your naughty little girl and I’m sorry, please, PLEASE —” “Apologize on Daddy’s cock.” Craig pushes back into my mouth. Deep. Holding me there, gagging, while Connor’s fingers fuck me mercilessly from behind. “MMPH, MMPH, MMPH—” I’m moaning, gagging, drooling, tears streaming, pussy clenching, the orgasm right there—

Connor says with that teasing voice of his as we make to leave, "You don't want your friend to dance with my friend and have a good time? I can assure you that he's harmless. On the other hand, it could be that you've realized this is not your type of scene, and you're in a hurry to get out of the noise." What did I expect from him? I want to ignore him like I would anyone else getting on my nerves, but Connor doesn't just get on my nerves. He crawls inside my skin. "I thought he was a friendly dude," Mira whispers. I snicker loud enough that he can hear me. "Friendly? Don't let the smile fool you. He's a grumpy annoyance." "And there's someone here who is about to run home so she can get he

he groaned, "Ceri, you're making it so hard to be good." "I don't want good," I cried out, frustrated. "Stop being a fucking white knight, Connor! I'm wet, I'm horny, I'm aching and I want your fucking cock in me!" "Last... chance..." he gasped. "I don't want a last chance, I want you..." I whispered, as I took control.

I held back my unbidden whimper. "She is mine," he snarled. Darian flinched. "She's f*cking mine, so keep your damn eyes off her, or I will claw them out." To my horrified incredulity, Darian smiled manically and rasped, "Your obsession with body parts seems very unhealthy, Connor." Instead of exploding, Connor only snorted. "We all have our addictions. Do you have one?" "You also seem like you are distracted easily. Let's leave the girls alone and talk somewhere more intimate, like you like."

He needed to take a shower and calm his head down to enable him to prepare for business and the hectic day ahead of him tomorrow. GEMMA After kneeling a while after Antonio left and willing the excitement in my pussy to calm down, I finally stood up. I was still craving Antonio's dick in my pussy. I still hate him, I don't think I can stop hating him but weirdly, I love the evil things he does to me. I love how he fucks me and was even ready to try out new things with him. I never expected him to fuck me in my butt hole as it was too painful, but then I was being punished. But strangely, I want him to fuck me there again despite the pain.

Want to see you. I hesitated, staring at the screen. “Okay, I can do this,” I whispered. But when I slipped my shorts off and got my phone ready to record, fingers between my legs touching how soaked I was, my mind wasn’t on the club guy at all. It was on Riven. On what I’d seen in his room, how big he was, the way he’d yelled at me to get out but his eyes had lingered. I made the video thinking of him the whole time rubbing myself, moaning soft into the quiet room, dripping wet and whispering stuff I shouldn’t. It felt dirty and good and so wrong. I hit send without thinking twice, forwarding it to the “Don’t Call” contact because that’s who I had open from earlier.

We go upstairs, walk through hallways, open doors we definitely shouldn’t be opening, laughing a little at first like it’s a game, like there’s nothing serious behind any of this. We reach a door at the end of the hallway, closed, and Sofi stops beside me, hesitating just enough for me to notice, but I can’t stop, not now, so I reach for the handle and open it without thinking. And there he is. Mateo, against the bed, with a girl, his hand slipped between her legs, his mouth on hers, both of them completely absorbed, like nothing else exists, like the world isn’t about to crash down around them.

His eyes widen when his eyes look in his direction—swiftly blushing from the stare while licking his other head. The rumors are true that Connor is not straight. He sucks so well that Dylan's body is going to cum so fast. Moreover, his thumb presses on its tip so he cannot burst his urge too fast. His teeth are chattering when raising his legs, then Connor's planted so many kisses in his legs. "This view is so good… that is why, brother is crazy about you, huh," he said before letting out his tongue, so the moisture is dripping down the bed. The member of Dylan is so hard that it wanted to burst out.

Chapter 73 "Ugh! You know you're driving me nuts right now, babe... You need to talk to me, OK? Who was that man?" Connor asked, rubbing his fingers gently on his forehead while trying to be cool. He was burning inside, his blood felt as though it was set on fire, and he was finding it difficult to wrap his head around the shit that was happening, but still, he wanted to believe that Janice wasn't cheating on him. That was the last thing he would believe, but how sure was he?

‘Connor isn't worth it,’ I tried to tell myself, but it wasn’t easy to believe, because he’s someone I loved for four years of my life, a worthless piece of shit I’d given everything to. Large hands grab my face to stare into deep green eyes, immediately taking my mind off how I got myself in this situation and the disturbing and painful thoughts about Connor. He is a dark figure of a man, big and powerful, who I was scared to approach in the first place, because I thought he'd reject me before I got a word in, but to my surprise, he listened to me with a sexy smirk while sipping on his drink, then agreed to the dare with a dangerous smile that sent a sensation through my body. He is a man s