Iccy

About Iccy

“I feel that if you want to be noticed, there’s no better place to make that happen than HUSTLER Magazine,” proclaims Iccy, 27, of Tignall, Georgia. “I’m outgoing, adventurous and strong-minded, and I like getting dirty.” It appears that the 5-foot-7 poetry, drawing and weightlifting aficionada has coined a double entendre. “I make headstones at a granite shed,” Iccy elaborates, “but I get even dirtier once I discard my work clothes. Let’s just say that when it comes to sex, I’m a freak. I love to be dominated, and the rougher the better.” We’ll add spontaneous and uninhibited to Iccy’s credentials but not prissy, which rhymes with her name. “My most memorable sexual adventure,” Iccy recalls, “was when me and an ex of mine did the deed on the front seat of his friend’s car going down the interstate with the guy driving us. I have always enjoyed doing the girls-gone-wild thing.” Except with respect to foliating her vulva with fuzz. “Hair only gets in the way,” Iccy reckons. She’s much fonder of junk food, hard rock (Apocalyptica, Breaking Benjamin, Three Days Grace, Chevelle) and hard-core videos. “Porn is the only thing I watch on TV,” Iccy owns up. Besides wanting to meet Larry Flynt, Iccy has a freakier desire: “My sexual fantasy is to be raped by someone I would really want to have sex with.”

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