Icebound Desire

Chapter 9: First Taste

Anamika stared at the message for a long time, her heart racing and her p***y throbbing with fresh need. She was slowly losing control… and she was starting to like it.

The whole day she felt restless. Practice, editing photos, talking to friends — nothing could take her mind off Siddharth’s jealous words and the promise of tonight’s video call. At 11:45 PM she was already in bed, wearing only a loose oversized t-shirt and black panties. Her room light was dim.

Exactly at 12, her phone rang.

Incoming Video Call — Siddharth

She picked up. Siddharth’s handsome face filled the screen. He was shirtless, sitting against the headboard, looking dangerously hot.

“Turn on your camera,” he said in a deep commanding voice. “Now.”

Anamika hesitated for a second, then switched it on. Siddharth’s eyes darkened as he saw her.

“f**k… you look so ready for me,” he growled. “Take off that t-shirt. Let me see those tits.”

“Sid… I’ve never done this before,” Anamika whispered, voice shaky. “I’m nervous…”

“I know baby. That’s why I’m going to guide you. Remove it slowly. Show me what’s mine.”

With trembling hands Anamika pulled her t-shirt over her head. Her full breasts came into view, n*****s already hard. Siddharth groaned loudly.

“Beautiful… now lie back and spread your legs for me.”

Anamika obeyed. She spread her thighs wide, still wearing her panties. Siddharth moved his phone lower and showed her his thick, fully hard c**k. He was slowly stroking it.

“Look how hard you make me,” he said. “Pull your panties to the side. Show me that wet pussy.”

Anamika slowly pulled her panties aside, exposing her glistening pink folds. She was dripping.

“f**k Anamika… so f*****g pretty and wet,” Siddharth breathed. “Touch yourself. Rub your c**t for me.”

She started rubbing her swollen c**t in slow circles. Soft moans escaped her mouth.

But Siddharth wasn’t satisfied. “That’s not enough tonight. I want to taste you… even if it’s through the screen. Put two fingers in your mouth, suck them like you would suck my c**k, then push them inside your pussy.”

Anamika did as he said. She licked and sucked her fingers, making them shiny, while looking at his stroking hand. Then she pushed both fingers inside her tight hole and gasped.

“Ahh… Sid…”

“Faster baby. Imagine my tongue licking your c**t while my fingers f**k you.” His stroking became faster. “You’re so tight… I can’t wait to stretch you with my thick cock.”

Anamika’s moans grew louder. Her hips started moving on their own, f*****g her fingers while watching him.

Suddenly Siddharth spoke in a rough voice, “I don’t want to do this on call anymore. I need the real thing. Come to my room right now. Room 412. I’m waiting.”

Anamika froze. “Sid… no… it’s too risky. Someone might see me.”

“I don’t care. I need to taste you tonight. Come. Now. Or I’ll come to your room and f**k you so hard the whole floor will hear you screaming my name.”

The hunger in his voice broke her last resistance. Anamika quickly wore her t-shirt and shorts and sneaked out. The corridor was empty. She reached room 412 and knocked softly.

The door opened immediately. Siddharth pulled her inside and locked the door. Before she could say anything, he pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard.

It was their first real kiss — rough, hungry and possessive. His tongue invaded her mouth, tasting her, claiming her. His big hands grabbed her ass and lifted her up. Anamika wrapped her legs around his waist as they kissed like animals.

Siddharth carried her to the bed and threw her on it. He pulled her t-shirt off in one move and attacked her breasts — sucking, biting and licking her n*****s while his hand slid inside her shorts.

“f**k… you’re dripping,” he groaned as his fingers found her soaked p***y. He rubbed her c**t roughly then pushed two thick fingers inside her.

“Ahh… Siddharth!” Anamika moaned loudly.

He fingered her fast, curling his fingers to hit her g-spot while sucking hard on her n****e. “This p***y is mine now. Say it.”

“It’s yours… Sid… please…”

He went lower, pulled her shorts and panties off completely, spread her legs wide and buried his face between her thighs.

The first lick of his hot tongue on her c**t made Anamika’s back arch. He ate her p***y like a starving man — licking, sucking, tongue-f*****g her hole while his fingers kept pumping inside her.

“You taste so f*****g sweet,” he growled between licks. “c*m on my tongue baby. Give it to me.”

Anamika grabbed his hair and came hard, shaking violently, moaning his name again and again. Siddharth didn’t stop. He kept licking her through her orgasm until she was a trembling mess.

He came up, his mouth wet with her juices, and kissed her deeply so she could taste herself.

“This was just the first taste, Anamika,” he whispered against her lips, his hard c**k pressing against her thigh. “Next time… I’m going to f**k you until you can’t walk.”