Title: Victoria's Secret
Fandom: Commercials/Product logos
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: "Victoria" of Victoria's Secret and a surprise
Genres: Crack!romance
Warnings: eyeball licking
Word Count:500
Summary: Victoria has a dirty little secret…
For Kat, who inspired this bit of nonsense…
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Victoria had a little secret and it was not that she insisted on cataloging her underwear or even those naked photos she had of herself with her friend Flo. It was what she lovingly referred to as her medical condition and everyone else referred to as her sick fetish. You see, Gentle Reader, Victoria had a thing for eyeball licking. Not that she had actually seen anyone do it, but in the deep, dark, inner recesses of her fetid imagination, she had. It was always some tall, built like a brick shithouse, blond Adonis of a guy, like the vapid hunks that adorned her collection of trashy romance novels. That was until Flo introduced her to him.
Gentle Reader, he was like nothing she had ever seen before, in fact, he was the complete opposite of her dream man, except for one thing. He could actually lick his eyeballs. The first time Victoria had seen him do it, she felt a familiar dampness in her panties. So what if he was only six inches tall and green? What about Miss Piggy's love affair with Kermit the Frog?
And so the love affair of the ages began with a literal lick and a promise. Gentle Reader, Victoria was so smitten with the little fellow that she would have promised anything and everything, but that was beside the point. What was the point was that she had finally found her one true love, the Geico Gecko. That little guy could lick an eyeball like no one else and not even bat a nonexistent eyelash over it too. That little pink tongue of his, Gentle Reader, was adept at licking other things too, which Victoria soon found out.
It started as things often did, with the Gecko licking his eyeballs, while Victoria made happy little sounds as she stripped down to her underwear. She lay on her bed, a quivering mass of black lace, while her little guy did his thing. Licking his eyeballs, Victoria moaned as she reached down to touch herself there. Fretting about the damp lace in her way, she shimmied out of her panties. Her legs fell open, Gentle Reader, giving the Gecko an eyeful of her charms. Intrigued by soft downy curls that adorned her sex, he crept closer and closer to the moist pinkness. Soft and dewy like rose petals, the little Gecko stuck out his tongue and licked her sweet nectar.
Victoria let out a loud moan. This was better than anything she had ever experienced. Not even Flo's talented tongue could bring her to such heights of pleasure. Bucking her hips in time with his licking, she quickly came under his ministrations. And then the unthinkable happened, Gentle Reader, and her beloved Gecko stopped licking his eyeballs in favor of licking the sweet flower of her sex and that would never do. Alone and forlorn, she spent the rest of her days reliving her tempestuous affair in the deep, dark recesses of her fetid imagination…