The Onstage Phenomenon (The Backstage Pass Sequel)

Chapter 12

A/N: I kinda lied. There's not much fluff. But my girlfriend is like really hot, Camren is celebrating 3 years in the book and I'm feeling it so, smutty smut smut.

(P.S. If you don't read this chapter, you're not missing anything except smut, kinks, and sex toys.)

(P.P.S. Thank my girlfriend deathbylaurensthighs [Cassidy] for constantly getting me flustered and ultimately resulting in having me writing all this highly explicit chapter.)

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Camila's POV

"Dinah, I'm not wearing this."

"And why not? I thought you wanted this night to be fun." She said throwing the piece of lingerie in my direction, me ducking before I pick it up off of the ground.

"Yes...fun, not dangerous. Do you see how many fucking metal spikes are on this outfit? Have you forgotten how clumsy I am? Or do you want Lauren to end up with several stab wounds and a scratched cornea trying to fuck me?"

"Look you asked for my help with the second portion of your night so why are you trying to critique my choices, Chancho?"

"Fine, fine. Alright what else do you have in mind? I mean I still think this outfit is horrendous but keep going." I sighed, throwing the thing behind me on my bed carelessly.

"Okay pick out your own damn lingerie, I don't care about the appetizer as long the entree doesn't disappoint." The Polynesian smirked, making my eyes widen in a bit of fear as she stands up.

"Don't be scared, I'm just trying to help. Hey, are you trying something new tonight?" Dinah asks suggestively, wiggling her eyebrows at me.

"What could I possibly try that's new that I haven't done in three years Dinah?"

"You're not a damn sex specialist Mila, have you done the basic stuff? Lapdances, stripper role play, any role play? Oral pop rocks-" She started to list things off.

"Oral pop rocks...?"

"Yeah they're a thing. For tingly sensations all the way around...plus it's candy, like yes." She smiles widely.

"Luckily for you," She giggles deviously. "I have a bag of goodies. I bought some of this for me and Normani but thought that maybe you two could use this for your special night instead." She explains, walking over to the bag that she had brought along with her when she came into my room. She had left the blue decorative gift bag by the door and I had forgotten about it until now.

"I feel like there are things in here that I'm not going to want to see..." I almost cringe, squeezing my eyes tightly and turning away as she sets the bag on my desk.

"You're such a baby. I can't believe you're almost 21, you wimp. I'm just going to go through these and then tell you more later." I can almost hear her rolling her eyes as she shuffles through the bag, seeing just what to pick out first.

I peek open an eye to see a plastic encased roll of tape being her first selection from the bag. Being the non-experienced sex toy person I am, I had to ask.

"What the fuck is that. Am I suppose to put it on her leg and stuff? Rip it off like wax paper or something, like pain is pleasure?" I squint, looking at my best friend in question.

"Come read the back dufus." 

Taking cautionary steps towards the desk, and even more cautionary with my reach for the package, I pick up the tape and flip it on the back to read the description.