Timmy X Vicky Fanfic Novels & Stories

To tell the truth, I didn't completely zone out, I just didn't want to listen to her anymore. "Leave the damsel alone jules, I'm sure she's had enough of your stories" Timmy sent a wink past me obviously proud of himself for saving a damsel in distress. He's been like that ever since I joined the team, all flirty and sweet, it was so easy to fall for him and let him into your pants but I have been over this before and believe me when I say history aint repeating itself, if you know what I mean . But all in all, he's a great guy.

"He's already grown attached to you. That means everything to me." "And I to him." Victoria moved to perch on the arm of Timothy's chair, running her fingers through his dark hair. "We're going to be so happy, Timothy. I promise." As she leaned down to kiss him, Victoria tried to ignore the way Timothy's body remained tense beneath her touch, the way his responses felt mechanical rather than passionate. They had time, she told herself. Three months to let the ghost of Nicole Xander fade completely. Three months for Timothy to remember why he'd loved her first and longest.

"But, no, Dexter didn't take it. I told Vicky to go get him hard and take a pic of it." "Vicky?" Taylor asked. Jessie nodded, opening her phone and clicking the new message. Smiling, she saw Dexter's cock standing proud, hard as a rock. There was a second pic with Vicky's hand on it with the caption, for size reference." "Vicky is his lover. She's... well... she's got some issues that Dexter and I both agreed to let him "scratch" so to speak." "I... I just... don't know what's what anymore," Taylor said, rubbing her temples and shaking her head.

She bounced hard on him and closed her mouth with her hands as her orgasm hit her. Randy felt it but he didn't slow down. He kept thrusting upwards, hitting her pussy hard. He haven't come yet and he needed to. This time, he didn't care of he could be caught. All he wanted at that moment was to release his cum. Just as he began to feel the familiar sensation coming up, Vicky stopped. He was surprised but kept calm. Vicky had noticed he was about to cum and she didn't want him to cum in her pussy. She wanted to have his cum into her mouth. She's love the taste of his cum.

"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?"

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."

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?"

They sat there for a long minute, hidden by the blue light of the TV, their hearts beating against each other like trapped birds. Vicky slowly slid off his lap, her legs feeling like jelly. She leaned in one last time, her lips brushing his cheek. "I’m going to the bathroom," she breathed. "I need you to come there. I need you to give me a real bang. I’m not finished with you yet."

“And? The fuck that got to do with you?” Vicky stepped closer, voice low and venomous. “Rule number one in my club: you do not fall in love with these niggas. They come, they spend, they leave. You keep that pussy wet and that smile bright, but your heart locked the fuck up. You understand me?” I laughed softly. “Who said I fell for him?” “Please.” Vicky rolled her eyes. “You practically crying over that dude.” I laughed right in her face, stepping even closer so we were damn near nose to nose.

'' she said those words with a big grin on her face. I chuckled softly and moved away from her while shaking my head, ''There is nothing to tell.'' I insisted. She rolled her eyes at me and sat on the stool before me. ''You are really lucky Vicky, according to subs who had the privilege to be with DOM Tim said he was very caring and thoughtful, unlike some doms, but right now, it seems like you have stolen him from them.'' She said with a soft scoff. I rolled my eyes at her but didn't say a word.