Showing posts with label Cured Nails. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cured Nails. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

{Nymph III}

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{Mind FUCK}




Standing in the shower, getting all of my goodies clean. Can you see the soapy lather slide all over me. Watch me.  Film me…

Mind Fuck me.

Climb in the shower talk to me in my ear…kiss my neck…whisper slowly while grabbing my hips…

Mind Fuck me.

Brush water upon my back and wash me, turn me around and kiss under the stream of water….

Mind Fuck me.

Push your body close to minds as we kiss, and lather one another’s bodies.  And I will push mine…close to you.
Let me seduce you. Allow me to tease you…

Let me Mind Fuck you…

As the water drips in my head, I look up to you for permission to handle your tool…

With a smile of approval and drips of waters on your lashes as you look down and then bend your head back as you grab mine… my head…


Now I really don’t mind, Fucking you.

I open my mouth wide.

Thursday, April 5, 2012





{Smoke} 






As previously mentioned the Queen has grown fond of cigars. I don't know why, but they are really turning me on. I blame a good friend of mine for showing me how erotic they can be, so I guess I can really blame my kinky nature for gravitating to them. Never before would I have thought that smoking would be so sexy. I do not like the smell of cigarettes (no pun) but understand why men (and women) go crazy to see a sexy, sultry woman sucking her voluptuous lips and saliva on them, Yes indeed it can be quietly arousing I presume for the ones who have to fetish. But what about the person who performs this very sexy act? Do they (insert your likes of gender here) get aroused by your perverted ass watching? Well if they are anything like the Queen Icesis Black they most certainly do! 











Cigars are my method of choice. I love the thickness of the a cigar against my lips. I adore the amount of effort it takes for my mouth to be steady and patient with  attempting to grasp and clutch it. I love the mind fuckery behind something so simple, and yet complex. It is like holding a thick dick your mouth for the first time. You kind of don't know what to do with it, yet you play around with in your  mouth until you get your bearings  right. And once you do, like the lucky victim (or volunteer) of your vampire like sucking you absorb the smoke and you light  the end of the head. 






Congratulations! You have matched your mouth of with the local motive of the massive thickness of the vessel! Continue to suck, and suck, until some pre-cum spurs unto your mouth. Oh and you like this! While enjoying the new mouth toy, the Queen became relaxed.Just like a good blow job; the receptive motion and rhythm of what normally is a slurp, suck, and in some cases gag, spit, choke are replaced by a puff, blow, puff. 








And just like that! You and the smoke become a spiritual climax. And some way, you loved doing it. And others love watching. And I love that they like watching the Queen do it ever so gracefully.




IcesisBlack Bitches:)! 

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

{Nymph}


Today is March 25,

Dear Diary,

Today I was awaken in the strangest way…

Slow, and steady. Swift, and punctually, walking in a room full of people.
Blind folded and nervous, I continue to follow the lead of the leash holder.
Inside the room, I could feel the energy of the participants, as they glance over my features. Tall, with sun kissed skin , long hair, suck able toes, and exotic because of my long finger nails. Masked, and submissive, my high heels will not skip a beat on the concrete…


Once inside the room, I took center stage, and the fun began.
In the background I could hear moans, far off in the distant...
This was unexpected because I had no idea things would start so soon.
My body began to draw cold, and my kitty once moist with excitement, now dry needed some help. But on the outside you would never know. I pranced in the mask I wore suppressing my true identity, from all on lookers, while flaunting my raw sexuality around the stage. My mane tapped my ass as I walked in circles, my shoes clapped with the floor… I am a prime feast. I moved my legs up in the air behind my ear, to show the onlookers my fat kitty. They clapped and cheered as she winked. Before I knew it the music came on, and one man decided to kiss Kitty while I was in a mid leg stand.


People were all around, sucking, fucking, and gyrating, on everything, and everyone.
I must have came until I couldn’t produce anymore fluid. Yet I watched, as some people seemed to hand from the chandeliers. At the end of the night, I was lead back out of the room, masked, once again to not disclose my location. Where am I? What is this place? All I know is I would love to be chosen to come back.

A diary of a Nymph.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

A tale of Icesis Black

I hope this descriptor will decipher my persona...

I am as complex as I am easy.
I am sweet, as I am bitchy.
I am nice, as I am objective.
I love to delegate, as much as I like to "be" naive.
I am bubbly, I am also shy and discrete.
I am dominate, feminine and sensually, soulfully sexy!
I enjoy manipulation, and submission with out questioning, but I hate begging!
My biggest influence the Cheshire Cat!

Meet Icesis Black.