Ticci Toby X Reader Novels & Stories

His face tightened with raw pleasure, jaw clenched, a deep guttural groan rumbling from his chest as he held her firmly against him. Toby’s cock was now standing straight out of his hips – a full 12” massive black cock, with a sleek, thick shaft, topped off with an oversized mushroom tip. He turned back to me and said, “See what I mean? All beautiful women deserve to enjoy their time in Jamaica.” His tone was low, smooth, and teasing, the words delivered with a seductive drawl that made them feel like an invitation.

Not to mess with ******** Tabby

" Toby worked at a nearby farm and did not have much time to hang out due to his busy schedule. However, Sunny was grateful that Toby was willing to spend some time with her before he had to leave for work. Toby and Sunny took a walk on the hiking trail by PrettyBoy Dam. They enjoyed the scenic views of the dam and the surrounding nature. As they walked, Toby shared stories about his work at the farm, and Sunny listened attentively, fascinated by his experiences. Toby then started talking about Sunny's encounter with spirits, and she cut him off since she didn't want to dwell on that topic. Instead, she changed the subject to something lighter, like her upcoming plans for the summer and fall

Tory was angry, she couldn't believe Grace could be so heartless,she stood at the door staring at Grace who had no idea she was there staring at her while she eats. it's been two weeks since the little money Tory had on her had run out, ever since then both Tory and Grace have been surviving on the little food which was barely enough for one person, which Tory gets from few guys who where trying to ask her out, not knowing each time she leaves the house to go look for food for both herself and Grace, Grace would get something to eat with the money her parents sent to her.

Toby POV. I didn't like snitching on Miles, but he hurt me for real, it's not my fault is Nathalie wants kids. I don't want any, well and daddy never talked about it, it's rare for cgl to have kids. Kittens are something else, we go to heat but we don't get pregnant, when I hit twenty one, I'll get out of my headspace and do dirty things. I don't think about those, I know, well big Toby knows that he'll only go through those things once every year. But it's nothing for little Toby to care about, I'm always in my little space and I'm happy like that.

Her guide was a member called Mute. A private message popped up, and Tiffany opened it to see a message from Mute. [TiffByte, I'm so excited! To see both Cobra and Eagle online at the same time, you're really lucky, TiffByte.] [Hehe, it's just a coincidence... But, I think Cobra doesn't like me very much. If I ask her for help, do you think she'll... help me?] Tiffany looked at the message from Mute and sent back a message pretending to be worried, subconsciously blackening Cobra's reputation with paranoid thoughts.

I stop fighting him and just stand there, panting with my front against the cold wall. “What do you want, Toby? I did what you told me to do, now please let me go.” I plead. His body presses against my backside, “You did do what I told you to do, because you are a good girl like that,” He slides his free hand up my thigh and then inward. I clench my thighs together, but he pinches me, and slips his hand in between my legs when I gasp in pain, “I suggest you continue doing what you’re told. Now that Jace seems to have lost interest in torturing you, I figure I’d pick up where he left off.”

The soft bob of her throat as she swallowed. My mind flooded with the memory of that mouth wrapped around me, her tongue moving like she was born to ruin me. Damn, I wanted that again. And again. Until she couldn’t speak my name without her voice trembling. I shifted in my seat, my arousal pressing hard against my zipper. Who knew watching a woman drink water could feel this fucking erotic? Then. “Mr. Storm and Clairessa!” someone called from the far end of the table. Toby. External consultant. Longtime friend. And unfortunately, observant as hell.

Toby chuckled, slowly parting from me to remove his shirt, and I took a moment to admire the linen shirt, but it was thrown off his body, and I was blessed with his bare chest. Yummy. That was the first thought that came to mind, and if I had enough time, I would have proceeded to lick every inch of it until it was glistening with my saliva, but I needed him. We must have had a certain telepathy going on because Toby tugged his pants down, and I did the same. “We need to..." He began, reaching to touch me down there, but I hushed him, shaking my head.

Otherwise i have to listen to many questions i don’t even know the answer of. “Shut up, you freaking like someone?” She asks again. I nod my head. “Oh my gosh I think I know who it is!” she says excitedly. “Its Toby isn’t it.?” “Toby Arnold, the guy who ate chalk in 6th grade.. The guy who licks his fingers when no one is looking. The one who confessed he liked me in front of my class by standing on the teachers table saying ‘I like ju Shummer’ Because he has huge braces on?” I ask. She nods.”No! shit, hes gross as hell. Even grosser than me.”