The following chapter contains explicit material intended for an 18+ audience ONLY.

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"Ugh! This place is a Tinder wasteland," Jenna complains. I met her and Emma at our favorite coffee shop near campus to study for an upcoming test. "I can't wait to move."

I laugh but look over to find Emma scrolling through Instagram. "I thought we were here to study," I say to them both.

"I haven't had sex in three months. I can't think straight," Jenna says as she swipes on some matches. She and Emma are beautiful, blond, Midwest natives. Both of them are great classmates but shitty friends. The minute we stop studying together they forget me for their sorority sisters. "You work and study all the time, Penny. You have no time for boys, do you?"

"No, I don't." Like I said, I don't fuck boys, I fuck men.

She sighs heavily. "How you can survive a semester with no sex is beyond me." I don't respond to that.

I flip through my notes and find the passage I needed. "So this says liability would include --"

"Who is this guy on your Instagram?" Emma asks, cutting me off.

"What guy?"

"The one that made you his Woman Crush Wednesday." She turns her phone to show me, but I start to laugh before I see it. I knew it was Mickey. I had made fun of him for doing it, then reposted it like the idiot I am. I watch Emma scroll through his posts, practically drooling as she does, the horny little bitch. "Jesus Christ, he's an Adonis. Do you know him?"

"Yeah."

"Like in real life."

"Yeah, in real life," I say unamused.

"Oh wow, really? What's he like?"

"He's really nice."

Emma looks at me, then glares when she realizes I'm not going to tell her anything else. She looks back at her phone and gasps. "Oh my god, it says he's a model slash producer slash adult entertainer." She says the last part with added emphasis. Here we go.

"What?" Jenna gasps. "Why is he all over you?"

I try not to be blunt, but I suck at containing myself. "Because I slept with him."

They both stare at me with their mouths hanging open. "Okay, that's kind of gross," Emma says.

I look at her confused. "Why is that gross?"

"He's a porn star. He's probably had sex with like a million people."

"So? There's this nifty invention called a condom. You might've heard of it." I watch them exchange a glance. I hate it when people can't come out and just say what they're thinking. "You're about to pick a rando on Tinder to do what? Grab a coffee with him? How is that any different?" She rolls her eyes because she knows I have a point. "At least a porn star knows what to do with pussy when he gets it."

They both laugh. "I guess you have a point."

"So, like ... was he good?" Emma asks.

I nibble my lip, happily remembering. "Yeah. Like, really, really good." We all giggle together like the gossiping schoolgirls we are.

My phone chimes and I look at it.

Mickey: The thank you 

present was delivered.

Text me when you pick 

it up!

Shit. He actually sent me something? "Hey guys," I say to them. "If we aren't going to study anymore, I'm going to call it a night."

"You just want to go home and think about your stud." I laugh as I stand to pack up my things. I'm not going to tell them anything ever again.

♡♡♡

I make it back and go to the office to get the package. It's nothing but a small cardboard box with no return contact or description. I get upstairs to my apartment and text him back.

Me: I got it.

Mickey: Skype me. 

I want to see you open it.

What is his deal?

I open my laptop and call him on Skype. The video comes up and he smiles at me, wearing his sexy thick-framed glasses as he sits at a desk. He hasn't bothered to shave his face in at least a couple days, the shadow of a beard starting on his sculpted jaw. He's so fucking handsome. "Hey, you!"

"Hey. What's the big deal with this box?" I hold it up for him to see.

"Open it."

"You're such a weirdo." I cut the box open with my keys, and look inside. I pull the contents out, finding a box with a picture of him on it. Inside is a rather realistic-looking, plastic dildo. "What the fuck?" I ask him, laughing.

"So you don't have to miss me anymore," he says smiling. "It's my prototype. You're the most truthful person I know, so I want your opinion."

I laugh at my own expense. "Truthful is one word for it." I open the box and take it out. I roll it around in my hand, finding it has good weight and a nice texture. I'm intrigued.

"What do you think?"

"Well, it doesn't smell bad. And it feels a little velvety. That's nice."

"You like?"

"Yeah," I pet it gently. It looks exactly like a hot-pink, scaled replica of him. I find it entertaining that I know that. "It looks just like you!"

He laughs. "There's a bit of a surprise too." It starts vibrating in my hand, and I look at it to see where I hit the button. "I can control it from here." He holds up his phone.

"Oh, wow." I place it against the tip of my nose, and the vibrations feel great. "I think I'm really going to enjoy this later."

"Not later. Now. I want to watch you use it."

I still. "What?"

"You heard me."

"Why? I can't fuck myself nearly half as good as you can, whether it's with your dick or not." 

 He laughs. "Come on, baby. Do it for me."

I look at him and feign apprehension for a few moments. "Okay, fine."

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We get situated, and with him, it doesn't feel strange or awkward. It feels as normal as masturbating for an audience can feel. He undoes his pants, stroking himself to where I can see, looking as if he will enjoy watching me.

I coat the toy in lubricant and spread my legs towards my camera. I enjoy the vibration as I rub it against me until I feel warm and ready.

"Put it in, baby," he says. I do as I'm told and insert it gently. It stretches me, so much like he did. It feels cold, but not alien or plastic like some other toys. It is hard and soft at the same time, though not quite like the real thing. I angle it and moan as I rub it against my g-spot. "Does it feel good?"

"Yeah, it does." I push it in and out slowly until it feels more comfortable, then I rub it vigorously where I want it. I moan more and more.

"Yeah, just like that, baby," he says.

I open my eyes and watch him watching me as he strokes himself. It makes me hot, and I warm up more to the toy. He turns up the vibrations then turns them lower, teasing me. When he turns them up again, I don't want him to turn them down again. "I like that a lot, Mickey," I moan to him. "Don't make it stop."

"I want you to stick it against your wall."

"What?"

"Take off the bottom, and stick it against your fucking wall," he commands in a growly voice. It's so hot. "Do it, baby."

I do as he says, and turn over and get to my knees pushing it against the wall. I retreat, and it stays in place. "Like this?" I ask, looking back to my laptop as I proceed to fuck it.

"Yeah, just like that," he says. I moan. "Does it feel like me? Does it feel like I'm holding your hips, fucking you from behind just how you like it?"

"Yeah!" I love it when he talks dirty. I can hear him pant, and I look to see he is perfectly erect, stroking himself at a furious speed. I move faster, smacking my ass hard against the headboard as I rub myself with my fingers. I churn my hips slightly as I sink onto it, and it feels great. I go hard on it, really fucking it, and Mickey sounds pleased. The vibrations get more intense, and it makes me call out with intense pleasure.

"You gonna come, baby?"

"Yeah!"

"Right now? Tell me when," he pants.

"I'm so close," I pant, too, and feel myself tense. "Now. I'm gonna ... Ah!" I come, my whole body shaking as I do. He groans almost painfully, and I look over at my screen just in time to see him ejaculate onto his chest and stomach.

I collapse into the fetal position, riding the flood of endorphins. I catch my breath, and through my fog, look back to my laptop screen, seeing his happy, accomplished grin. "You're such a dirty, filthy little girl, Penny," he says in jest.

I giggle, covering my face with my hands. I can't believe I just did that. "You're too good to me, Mickey," I mumble happily.

"Ditto, gorgeous."

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