This blog is an insight of the beautiful mind of Icesis Black;)! Come one, come all...I bare beautiful gifts; my thoughts are intriguingly erotic,I just thought you should know;)!
Showing posts with label High Heels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label High Heels. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
{Nymph III}
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Saturday, June 9, 2012
{Icesis Black…Where Art Thou}?
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Thursday, April 5, 2012
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!
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:)!
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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.
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