A Video Call with a Pornstar

Clothes had to be put back on. Well, pants had to be put on at least. Sabrina decided to stick with her bikini top and put on a light and flowy knee-length skirt to cover her thong bottoms. Gemma followed suit, keeping your t-shirt on with the bottom raised up and bundled with an elastic to expose her midriff, and put on a pair of cute white jean shorts. They both also took time to refresh their makeup, and then Sabrina rushed around getting her tablet set up on one of her camera stands so that she could get the right angle and lighting pointed on the couch but still see FitNelli on the screen.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you had a crush,” Gemma said, sitting next to you on the couch leaning back into your arms. You were teasing a couple of fingers around her exposed belly button, and she had a hand on your knee.

“She’s my only porno-friend so far,” Sabrina said, running her hands through her hair as she stood and checked the position of the tablet stand again before moving it a little closer. “I want to make a good impression!”

“She’s got a crush,” you murmured.

“Definitely,” Gemma agreed.

Sabrina turned back to you, blushing lightly. “Is it bad if I do?”

“No,” Gemma assured her, sitting up and reaching a hand to your mutual girlfriend. “I mean, as long as it stays that way.”

“It will, it will,” Sabrina nodded, hooking her fingers with Gemmas.

“To be fair, she’s not your only porno-friend now,” you pointed out. “Not that I’m saying you can’t have a crush on her.”

“Amanda doesn’t count,” Sabrina said. “Yet, at least. Not until we both know the other is doing it and talk about it. Part of me still feels like she’d be super embarrassed to get recognized and it might make things weird since she only does solo content but puts her face in it. I dunno.”

“You guys can figure that out,” Gemma said, standing up and pulling Sabrina into a hug, planting a little kiss on her lips.

The conversation was interrupted by the Facetime ring blaring from the iPad, and both of them jumped a little before Gemma turned and shooed me into the centre of the couch and then plopped down next to me.

“You guys are sure you’re OK with this?” Sabrina asked, her finger hovering over the answer call button.

“As long as you are, baby,” you said. Gemma nodded in agreement.

Sabrina swiped the call open and then scooted backwards, sitting on the couch next to you as you wrapped an arm around her shoulders. It took the call a moment to connect and buffer, and then the screen was filled with FitNelli’s face framed by her vibrant red hair.

“Oh my God!” she said, her voice syrupy with sweetness as her eyes went almost comically wide. She really was a quirky but gorgeous woman, her warmly tan skin playing off against the dyed colour of her hair and the white of her teeth and eyes. “You guys! Oh my God, you look so cute, and so pretty. And you’re trusting me with your faces - Kat, you’re so gorgeous, holy shit I can’t believe you don’t show your face, your eyes are amazing. And you must be Darling! Holy fuck, woman, you’re so fucking hot. Jesus Christ. And… Hey, Daddy.” The last bit was said with a blushing smile, and an innocent, nervous lilt.

“Hi, Nelli,” Sabrina said, with a grin and a wave. “So, our video names aren’t real, obviously. You can call me Sabrina, and this is John, and our girlfriend Gemma.”

“Sabrina, John, Gemma,” Nelli said, nodding as she repeated your names. “Sabrina, John, Gemma. Got it. Though I might still call John Daddy.” She smirked a little.

Both of your girlfriends snickered a little, and Gemma elbowed you lightly in the side. She was holding your hand tightly and gave that a little squeeze too.

“It’s good to actually meet you interactively, Nelli,” you said. “And you look gorgeous too, by the way.”

“Thanks, Daddy,” she grinned, and you had to guess that Sabrina had informed her about the ‘Daddy’ teasing thing with her using it over and over. You were going to need to get your girlfriend back for that somehow. “And just FYI, since you’re being so nice about it, my real name is Janelle but I really do go by Nelli with family and friends. Fuck, seriously, you guys are so cute together. I love your outfits.”

“Thanks, Nelli,” Gemma piped in. She’d said she was planning on sitting back a bit in the conversation, but also didn’t want to be rude - she just wanted to give Sabrina the lead with her friendship. “That looks like a cute top.”

“Thank you,” Nelli grinned, pulling her phone further from her to show off her outfit. She was wearing a tight, short-sleeved crop top that hugged her bust but wasn’t revealing at all, along with a pair of what looked like baggy cargo pants hanging low on her hips. “It got a little cooler today here, but it looks like you guys are still dealing with summer heat?”

“Sweating our balls off, hon,” Sabrina laughed.

“Mmm, sweaty balls,” Nelli laughed. “My favourite.”

The three of you laughed with her. “I just want to say - thanks for reaching out to Sabrina,” Gemma said. “She lights up whenever you two are talking and is always excited to update us. And thank you again for the encouragement for our project.”

“It was really sweet of you,” you nodded. “And, um, thanks again for the other stuff too. Totally not necessary, but very appreciated.”

It looked like Nelli’s grin could crack her face, it was so wide and earnest, and she stuck her tongue out between her teeth teasingly. “Glad you enjoyed me indulging myself, Daddy,” she said.

“Oh, Gemma and I got off to it too,” Sabrina chuckled.

“Even better!” Nelli laughed. “And I definitely got off to the stuff you sent back. It made me all warm and fuzzy inside, getting stuff straight from you to me - now I feel like I know how our fans feel sometimes.”

“Right?” Sabrina asked. “It makes me think I should do little send-outs more often to random fans, but then I also feel like that would take away from doing it special for John or Gemma, or other special friends.”

“That’s true,” Nelli nodded, walking briefly and then sitting down on a couch at her own place. “Seriously, Sabrina, one of the big things I learned early on was to guard some parts of yourself and your personal life - you’re doing better than me at that, not using your face and still getting successful. But you’re sharing your man with the world too; don’t give away any more than you have to.”

“I won’t,” Sabrina said, beaming a smile as she squeezed a hand on your thigh and smiled at you and Gemma. You could tell she was really, really happy.

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