Sexy Acrylic Nails Novels & Stories

I asked while laughing. "Because just kissing on the cheek, two sessions! But when on the lips, three!" "Really?" I smirked and glanced at Greco's way. He no longer reads the magazine now and just looks at me. "Yes, Ma'am!" I was shaken. The pedicure is over. I looked at my hands and smiled at my perfect manicured nails. It's painted with dark red. When it was over, I showed it to Greco to brag. "Look. My nails are nice, aren't they?"

It’s finally a day before my graduation from the Royal Academy and I’ve finished all my exams so Nina decides to take me for a Spa day. “Oh it’s going to be so fun, trust me, by the time you come out, your skin will be glowing more!” I pretend to be excited about it and luckily for me, Andrea comes along so I don't get too bored. “Definitely red nails, they make her skin pop!” Andrea suggests to the nail technician for my nails. After my nails, we make a stop at the hair salon to get me a new wig since the chemo makes my hair fall out. “Hmm Luna, instead of blonde, let's go back to your natural color, brunette !”

he giggles, wiggling his toes. The poor lady doing his feet is so distracted by his looks that she barely notices how childish he’s being. “Babe, sit still!” May scolds him, grinning as her lady starts painting her toes in her favorite green shade. I pick purple, grinning as another woman starts on my hands, painting them to match. “Are you sure this isn’t too girlie?” Ryan asks, pointing at the clear nail varnish. May rolls her eyes, but I can see the smile tugging at her lips. “Of course not. Plus, nobody is going to know. Baylee won’t tell.”

I moaned around the gag, drool already starting to leak from the corners of my mouth. He attached the heavy nipple clamps. I screamed around the gag as the metal bit hard into my sensitive nipples. The added weights made them pull deliciously. Look at those fat nipples, he groaned. So red and swollen. You love the pain, do not you, you filthy little slut? Mmmph, I moaned desperately around the gag. He turned on the large vibrating butt plug and slowly pushed it into my tight ass. I cried out around the gag as it stretched me open and began buzzing deep inside me. The fullness was overwhelming.

I stated to the woman who introduced herself as Chloe. My nails were painted a sharp, lethal red—fiery and unapologetic—and my makeup was bold, emphasizing my eyes with an eyeliner that made me look like someone who knew exactly how much she was worth. Every brushstroke felt like I was painting over the girl who had been scared of her own shadow, replacing her with someone fierce, confident, and unbreakable.

I assure her. “I just don’t want to hurt you, ma’am,” she says warily. “You can’t do anything worse to me, trust me.” Each woman shares an uncomfortable yet sympathetic look and resumes working. I watch as the one in front of me paints each nail a different design, but sticking to a theme of lilac, silver, nude and diamond and then mirroring it on the other hand. I have to admit she does stunning work, especially on short nails. She’s also very gentle and cautious with my hands, and although she does cause me pain every now and then, I hold my tongue. I don’t want her thinking I’ll stab her with a nail file if she hurts me.

So, no way would I be sexting someone I just met. The rest of the spa day went amazing. My mother had opted for me to get the full make over. My toenails were painted navy blue with a small silver design on my big toes. My fingernails were done in a French manicure with a navy blue and silver design on my ring fingers. My makeup was way darker than I normally would wear it, but I was in love with the smoky eyes the makeup artist gave me. I will have to learn how to do my makeup like this.

Sasha offered to fix artificial nails and gave them wild colors while Zac actually made me up and even though it was a light make-up, I can still tell I look different. “Any problem?” I asked Jeremy staring directly into his face. He scoffed but then smiled. “I liked your natural nails better. I loved seeing them touch my skin. They’re are pink and perfect while these are dark and devilish” He spat and I yanked my hands from his grasp. “Get used to the new Stella, you male---!” I paused and retraced my words. I almost called him a male slut. God, what has gotten into me. It was literally Sasha that gave me this filthy idea about him.

She said sighing. Maya had smirked and cracked her knuckles. “Time for the real prep.” And so began the ordeal. First, the nails. Glossy black with thin silver detailing that curled like smoke across each fingertip, Maya’s design, obviously. “The nails are also an accessory Drasa. They have to match.” She said while fixing them with some dry-quick glue.

I walked into a room with bright lights, I sat in front of a huge mirror and a ring light and two girls sat in front of me, one trimmed and filed my nails, and then she brought out ten packs of acrylic nails with different colours. “Which do you like?!.” She asked. I stared at them and then pick a gold-coloured nail. While the others cleaned, trimmed and polished my toenails. “What colour do you want on your toenails?!.” The other girls asked. “White!.” I replied. Once they were done the make-up artist came in and began my makeup, it didn’t take much time, though she was very gentle and careful and showered me with compliments. One of the loads I met earlier walked in. “I am Rose nice to mee