Icebound Desire

Chapter 6: Her Wet Lens

That night, back in her own room, her phone lit up again.

Siddharth:

I’m waiting, baby. Make that p***y c*m for me.

Anamika stared at the message, her heart hammering. She was still lying on her bed in just a loose t-shirt and panties. Her body was already aching from the bus ride and all the accidental touches. She bit her lip and typed back.

Anamika:

Siddharth… this is getting too much. I can’t do this.

Siddharth:

Too much? Your soaked panties say something else. Stop lying and be a good girl. Take off your panties right now and spread your legs. I want a voice note of you fingering that wet p***y.

Anamika’s breathing became fast. She slowly pulled her panties down. Her p***y was already dripping. She touched herself lightly and shivered.

Anamika:

I’m… I’m already wet.

Siddharth:

Good girl. Now push one finger inside and tell me how it feels. Record it. I’m stroking my thick hard c**k thinking about you.

Anamika pushed one finger inside her tight p***y. It made a soft wet sound. She recorded a shaky voice note:

“Sid… it’s so wet inside…”

She sent it.

Siddharth:

Fuckkk Anamika… that sound is so f*****g hot. Add another finger baby. f**k yourself harder and moan my name louder. Imagine my thick c**k stretching your tight little p***y.

Anamika added a second finger and started moving them in and out. Her hips lifted off the bed. She recorded another note, this time breathing heavily:

“Sid… ahh… my p***y is so wet for you…”

Siddharth:

That’s it, baby. Keep f*****g yourself with those fingers. Rub your swollen c**t with your thumb. I want you to c*m hard while thinking about my c**k pounding you. Tell me when you’re close.

Anamika’s fingers moved faster. Wet sounds filled her room. Her other hand squeezed her breast. She was losing control.

Anamika:

I’m close Sid… please…

Siddharth:

Cum for me right now, Anamika. Imagine me sucking your c**t while I finger you. c*m on my fingers like a dirty girl. Say my name when you c*m.

Anamika’s body tensed. She rubbed her c**t faster and pushed her fingers deep inside. A strong orgasm hit her hard. She moaned his name loudly while recording the voice note:

“Sid… Siddharth… I’m cumming… ahhh!”

She sent it.

Siddharth:

Fuck yes baby. That moan was so sexy. I just came all over my hand thinking about your tight wet p***y. Next time I want the real thing. I’m going to spread your legs wide and lick every drop of your juice before I f**k you senseless.

Anamika lay there breathing heavily, her fingers still inside her dripping p***y. She felt ashamed but also more turned on than ever.

Siddharth:

Tomorrow during the photoshoot… wear something easy to remove. I want to see how wet your lens gets when you look at me. Sleep with your fingers inside your p***y tonight, baby. Dream about my c**k.

Anamika didn’t reply. She just lay there, legs spread, feeling her p***y throb with aftershocks. For the first time she realized she was starting to crave his dirty words.