Timmy And Vicky Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When I got back to the room, Vicky and Layla has already worn their swimsuits. “So who was the guy you took upstairs,” I ask Vicky. “Can’t remember his name, something along the line of Sebastian or was it, David.” She asks making me laugh. She always fucking does that, always forgetting their names, her goal was just to get fucked and then she abandons the guy and moves to the next, it’s going to be a lot hard for her to find someone to settle down with, Vicky is not even thinking about having a serious boyfriend.

she smiled while touching my hand. "Thank you" I said. She smiled and got a call on her phone "sorry, it's my wife. I'll talk to you later. Call me if you need anything okay?" I nodded and she picked up the phone "hey honey. Yes, I put tommy to bed last night..." She mumbled as she walked out of the room. Vicky was an amazing woman. With a pixie cut and her 6 foot tall frame, she'd be hard to miss. Her platinum blonde hair matched perfectly with her icy blue eyes and bright white smile.

The instant the words were out, I caught myself. But it was too late to take them back. Vicky's face went hard. "Did you forget?" She let out a cold laugh. "She's nothing more than a fiancée your family picked out for you. Someone who can be replaced at any moment." I frowned without meaning to. My voice dropped further. "That's enough. I'm fine. I don't need you reminding me." "You don't need me?" she shot back, the feeling rising in her now. "Then what are you doing? Tearing the world apart looking for her? Losing it for her? You can't even handle me saying one bad word about her?"

Each one stronger. Finally Vicky finished inside her this time. He had protection ready. But the feeling of him letting go sent her over the edge once more. They collapsed together. Afterwards Vicky held her close. “I am sorry for the jealousy. I just never had someone like you.” Tina kissed his chest. “I like that you care so much. But I am not going anywhere.” They stayed in the room longer than usual. They talked about the future. After graduation. Plans beyond school. Vicky wanted to travel. Tina wanted to write. They dreamed together.

"Please don't… Wait, why would you creep into Frank's room if you don't like him?" Vicky folded her arms before her chest. "I'm using him to free myself from the Lionhearts. The more my mom wants me to marry Titus, the more I'd rebel. Now, stay put." With that, she tiptoed downstairs, but the door behind her opened just as she was about to knock on Frank's door. Susan was standing there, scowling. "What are you doing, staying up this late?" "Oh, shit!" Vicky almost jumped in surprise before wheeling on Susan exasperatedly. "And what are you doing staying up, Mom?"

you were going, I’m surprised.” I teased, causing her to flush red, but only for a brief second. “Well, we could have gotten to the best part if you, your little ass, hadn’t walked in the time you did, but don’t worry, Richard made sure to make it up to me that night.” “Okay, eww.” I muttered with my face scrunched up in disgust. “That’s my brother we are talking about; I would very much not want to know about the things you do with him.” “You shouldn’t have brought up our make-out session then.” She taunts, sending me a wink. “Beside, who am I to tell all the crazy stuff I do with the man I’m so in love with?” I almost choked on my saliva at this, hearing her confess her feelings for my br

I thrust into her harder and harder until I can't hold back any longer. I pull out of her. My body convulses as I come all over her. She reaches down, stroking my length until I am spent. I fall back onto the bar, pulling her into my lap. She lifts her head to look at me. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips are swollen. I run my hands along her waist. "You are amazing, Vicky." Vicky smiles shyly. She kisses my neck, and I can feel my heart skip a beat. "You are not so bad yourself, Kent."

It would take Sylvie at least two hours to get here—in the middle of the desert—from the city. So, I declined her offer and forced myself to get up. My legs were trembling, and my stomach was churning with acid. It was also starting to get dark outside the medical tent. A deafening roar of cheers erupted from the stage in the distance. My brother's band, Max and the Swans, was the last artist to perform at the festival, and they had just finished their last song.

When the intensity finally eased, we stayed joined, breathing hard, our foreheads pressed together. Vicky kissed me slowly. “You’re so fucking good at taking cock,” she murmured against my lips. “Next time I’m going to strap it on and fuck you until you can’t walk.” I clenched around the toy at her words, making us both gasp. She laughed softly. “Already hungry for more?” I nodded, shameless. “Good girl,” she whispered, and rolled us so I was on my back, the dildo still buried deep inside both of us. She started moving again,in slow, teasing rolls of her hips.

The doctor went inside and got to Vicky who was fuming with anger. “Hey. You asked me to tell this Aiden guy to take care of you. I have told him exactly that. But you never mentioned that he was a hunk, girl. You are lucky!” the doctor seemed starstruck, “Is he Aiden Lockwood?” “Can you please stop speaking?” Vicky spat with rage, “Gosh! You are a chatterbox! Let me think. What should I come up with to trap him further?” She thought aloud. “Oh, I have told him that you have miscarried and …” Slap!