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Victoria's Secret

by sheepyboy on Jul 15, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

A story I wrote way back in 2005 for another site. I improved it a bit and thought I'd share it here. ***** When Victoria turned eighteen in 1837, it was decided that she should be tutored in the ways of politics by William Lamb, the Prime Minister, better known by his title Lord Melbourne. Finally breaking free of her mother's domineering influence, she r...

From Melbourne With Love

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The soft feel and unforgettable taste of another woman's sweet lips on my mouth, now that's something I absolutely cannot get enough of. My name is Afaf Ahmed, and I'm a young Muslim woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Melbourne, Australia. I was born in the City of Dammam, eastern province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. My passport says Sa...

Apocalyptic Lovers: Life Revives

by Lucky Mann on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Apocalyptic Lovers: Life Begins to Revive I suggest you read Apocalyptic Lovers before getting into this sequel. ***** Following the massive meteor strike near Kansas City, a strong earthquake had moved in a wave across the entire North American continent. Megatons of dust, rocks and dirt had been hurled into the atmosphere. The resulting dust and dirt c...

Taking One for the Team

by tcs1963 on Dec 18, 2018
BDSM

I wrote this story while watching the Philadelphia Eagles lose. It came to me as a fantasy that I would love to live. Please enjoy but don't plagiarize my work. *** "Why are the Eagles so bad this year, Daddy?" Brie said. "Aren't they the champions?" Tom grumbled, "I don't understand it either, little girl." and his face grimaced. Brie knew her Daddy wa...

Aboriginal Australian Werewolf

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Another night, another kill. Once the moon is high up in the sky, I can shed my disguise. I don't know why but the moonlight makes it easier to shift from one form to another. I could feel the full moon coming, since several days ago. It pulled at me like a magnet pulling on metal. And I cannot resist it any more than the sun could refuse to rise. Thus, I be...

A Seasoned Slut Ch. 02

by laughingstock on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

I always get wet when my team makes the playoffs. Not because the opportunity to win the Super Bowl is back, but because it means a chance of dick. Wait. Chance—who am I kidding?—I will certainly be getting sticked. And with the Eagles victory over the Giants last week, my team was in the playoffs and my little cootie was hot and ready to be split. As a sea...

NFC Title Game

by thehumpman on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Bill Jenkins made sure everything was out on the table for the big game because three of his best buddies were coming over to watch the Eagles defeat the Falcons. He grew up with the three guys that were coming over and so did his wife Karen. Everything was in place on the table, tortilla chips, salsa, nacho cheese, pretzels, mixed nuts, all the things you w...

Eagles Country

by riverboy on Feb 13, 2018
Group Sex

This is the story of a doctor's office nurse who goes to a Super Bowl party. It was written quickly in order to get it out in a timely manner. It's basically a first draft, so please ignore any mistakes that made it through. — I had a date for the super bowl. It turned out to be a one night stand. That's kind of a bummer, because I liked the guy and I'm a...

A Seasoned Slut

by laughingstock on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

I am perhaps the second most famous Eagles fan in all of Philadelphia—besides Birdman of course—I'm the Seasoned Slut! Allow me to explain. I bleed Philadelphia Eagles green. Season ticket holder—50 yard line I might add—and after a year sabbatical, the Birds were a cinch to qualify for the playoff tournament. This season it came down to the last game, but...

Scarlet Hussy rides the Cup

by CharleyBowfinger on Nov 20, 2018
Erotic Couplings

And they're off. The race caller was of course referring to the unmistakable sound of the 23 horses exploding out of the gates at Flemington for the Melbourne Cup and not to my underpants which had just been removed with some urgency. But he could well have been... It was a perfect day and you could be forgiven for feeling that Melbourne might just be the...