Connor Franta Dirty Fanfic Novels & Stories

lose his mind and fuck his best friend’s daughter raw… then baby, you’re gonna feel every single dirty second right along with me. The stares. The almost-touches. The way his voice drops when he growls my name. The moment he finally snaps and gives me exactly what I’ve been begging for. This summer is gonna be nasty, delicious, and completely ruined in the best way possible. I can’t fucking wait!!

“When my fingers touch your pussy, will I find it wet for me?” “Yes,” I breathe. “I’m so wet for you, Owen.” “This is what you want.” He’s talking dirty, still being demanding, but double-checking my consent too. He cares so fucking much, and my heart swells in my chest. “It is.” I squirm underneath him, clit begging to be touched. “I want it, and I need it. Touch me, Owen. Please.” With his hand under my leggings but still over my panties, he sweeps his fingers over my core. I swear I could come right now if he does it again.

Maybe if you're good, I'll let you finish. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> I'm frozen in place, my heart pounding, my mouth dry. I've never seen anything like this — the dominance, the control, the way he has her completely at his mercy. Connor was always so... boring. So vanilla. So utterly unaware of how to make a woman feel anything other than vaguely uncomfortable. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> This is something else entirely. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

He didn't deserve to be Connor's father, no matter how much he cared. In the hushed confines of Connor's bedroom, I stood frozen in the shadows, my heart pounding in my chest like a runaway train. Franco peered around the corner of the door, his eyes scanning the room until they met Connor's. A radiant smile spread across Connor's face, his tiny hands reaching out towards Franco.

Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste

CONNOR We’re all sitting in the living room watching a show the family seems to love. Derrick and his wife, Frances, are sitting on a long couch, I take the other long couch while Abigail sits on a single couch near mine. I’m sort of glad my brother came home when he did because I had been about to make a bloody mistake that I would have ended up regretting, even though I also regret not getting to make her cum. The taste of her pussy still lingers in my mouth, musky and sublime, and even the meal I had for dinner had not been able to get rid of it.

“D*mn! How can he be so hot and handsome while both of them are men? I really want to throw myself on him! No! Not only do I want to throw myself on him, but I also want to bring him home and sleep with him!” Another girl laughed and said, “Anna, how can you still have so much energy although you’re so sick? Besides, don’t forget that you’re married. Are you sure your husband will let you take him home? Do you want him, your husband, and you, three people, to sleep in one bed? Can you stand it?” “Hmph! I don’t care! Mr. Connor is my idol, and I want him to warm my bed…” Initially, Sotiria wanted to walk away since eavesdropping on other people’s conversations was never something she enjoyed

You have nothing to worry about," Connor read me like a book, gently hugging me. "I know what may cheer you up." Connor removed his arms from around me, stepped back, and started to peel off his shirt, showcasing his ripped chest. He then began to unzip his black pants and, nervously, I looked away. "I love you too, Connor, but it doesn't feel right doing it here, knowing your family's hearing is sharper than a knife. Your mother might be listening for what's happening up here already, or even Kara, who hates me for stealing you from her."

Tell me how bad you want it. I forced a third finger in, the stretch sharper now, the burn turning into a deep ache. I spread them slowly, feeling myself open up. My cock dripped steadily, my balls heavy and tight. I typed with one hand, the other still buried inside me. DomCraver: Please, Sir. I need your cock in me. Fuck me hard, fill me up and own this ass. But all of a sudden, the dots that showed that he was online disappeared, then appeared, then disappeared again, no reply followed.

Their hot breath condenses in the plane window. "Like what you saw, my love?" He sexily grinned. Limping under his raw touch, her gaze dropped to his lower body. Sumire was awestruck by his massive raw frame and gasped as Mort released his engorge, enormous and maddening shaft now fully naked in her sight. The man wasted no time, he teasingly rubs his arousal into her pool of wetness and plunges inside her without hesitation.