Read Me Tonight Season 2 – Story 4
Taylor (19) was an arts student from New York who appeared to have it all – a buzzing social life, a comfortable living arrangement and two friends as housemates, who like her, were also financially supported by their affluent parents. However, she kept a secret that no one knew about – an online account dedicated to fulfilling her lesbian fantasies. She talked with models, paid them for videos, and even enjoyed sexting with some of them. Everything was going smoothly until one fateful night Taylor got caught and had to explain herself.
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Read Time: 25 Minutes
Taylor, a 19-year-old arts student from New Jersey, was enjoying her life to the fullest in New York. She had left her parents’ watchful eye behind and was relishing in her newfound freedom, sharing a chic Manhattan apartment with two college girls whom she had quickly befriended. Life was good until one of Taylor’s friends stumbled upon her secret online account, where she was paying to satisfy her innermost lesbian desires. That was a side of Taylor that no one knew about until that fateful day. This is the story of how Taylor’s world was suddenly flipped upside down.
Taylor was the only child of two successful doctors who generously offered to cover her rent and provide extra funds for leisure and expenses as long as she maintained excellent grades. Her two housemates had a similar arrangement with their parents, who came from affluent backgrounds in the Hamptons and Connecticut.
She matured early in life due to her parents’ full-time jobs, leaving her to fend for herself for much of her upbringing. Although she had initially relied on childcare and nannies, she soon gained her parents’ trust and was allowed to stay at home alone. Taylor was blessed with a group of childhood friends who had a more open-minded approach to life than her conservative parents, which helped to shape her taste in music, parties, and eventually, sexuality. That last one remained a closely guarded secret.
She carried herself much like Demi Lovato and was even proud of the slight resemblance. In contrast, her two housemates were often jokingly referred to as the “Wilson sisters,” a nod to the wealthy siblings from the movie “White Chicks,” due to their matching blonde locks and accents.
Taylor had social accounts for her family and newfound friends, but she also had a secret backup account that she kept to herself. This account was reserved for her eyes only, providing a safe haven where she could explore her sexual desires without any judgment or need for validation from others. It was a world where Taylor could truly be herself, free from the expectations of her conservative upbringing and the prying eyes of her loved ones.
From a young age, Taylor felt drawn to the alluring beauty of the female form, often experiencing intense physical attraction for actresses in movies and real amateur girls she saw online. However, in real life, Taylor struggled to find any true connection with the girls she befriended, never quite experiencing the lingering intimacy that hinted at any deeper feelings. It was only online, in the company of like-minded girls who shared her desires, that Taylor felt comfortable exploring this side of her sexuality. And despite her attraction to women, Taylor went through the motions of dating men like her friends did, although she was more reserved and guarded around them. It was only a matter of time for Taylor.
Initially, Taylor’s private account was a simple way to keep tabs on the models she fancied. However, as time went on, her curiosity grew stronger. She began to DM some of the models and eventually subscribed to their R rated premium channels. With the generous allowance from her parents, Taylor also discovered that she could request custom photos and videos that catered to her wildest imagination.
It was Taylor’s way to express the inner thoughts and desires she kept to herself. Despite being close to her parents and a few childhood friends, Taylor felt uncomfortable sharing her sexual feelings with them. To compensate, she stimulated herself – mind, body, and soul.
When Taylor moved to New York to pursue her studies, her real-life experiences were limited to guys, but her private account had become worthy of following. Whenever Taylor got herself off watching a video somewhere online, she would search for the models and follow their accounts. Many of these models also advertised their private channels, which piqued her curiosity and fueled the snowball effect for the highly sexual Taylor.
She uploaded only a few pictures on her private account, hiding her face and showcasing her wealth subtly in the background. It was done in a way that most people would not notice, but it was enough to increase her chances of getting replies in the DM.
As Taylor’s confidence grew, she progressed from passively watching the models to selecting a few at a time to try their premium content. Sometimes it was hit and miss, and Taylor learned to be selective in choosing models who seemed genuinely engaged in the videos, rather than simply putting on an act.
In her mind, Taylor knew exactly what she wanted to see. But when it came to the DMs, she was often shy and unsure of what to expect. Like small talk that could lead to good sex or fizzle out. But everything changed when one day a Brazilian model responded to Taylor’s message, expressing gratitude for the support and offering to fulfill any special video requests through a private channel.
Taylor felt intrigued and compelled to give it a try. She decided on an amount to offer the model and discovered where she needed to donate. At first, Taylor tested the waters by simply requesting the model to film hooking up with a friend in the Special Requests section. It was a fairly basic request compared to what Taylor later discovered she could ask for with certain models.
She received the requested video within a week of making the first request, it was 28 minutes long and accompanied by a couple of Kiss and Fire emojis from the model.
At the start of the video, the model thanked Taylor by her account name and then proceeded to undress. Another girl, wearing sunglasses, walked in from behind the camera and joined her. The scene took place on a balcony next to a barbecue grill, with the model sitting on a white plastic chair while the phone was likely placed on a nearby table.
As the model spread her legs, the other girl positioned herself in between and began licking. Watching the video, Taylor’s passion stirred up instantly and she was completely absorbed.
The model lovingly stroked the girl’s head, spoke in Brazilian, and moaned softly. Taylor could hear the girl making soft munching and gasping sounds in the background, adding to the intensity of the moment.
Halfway through the video, the model instructed the other girl and got up to grab the phone. For a brief moment, Taylor caught a glimpse of the girl’s face behind her sunglasses, with pretty features, wet lips, and a longing expression.
The model flipped the camera to give Taylor an uninterrupted, POV-style view of the girl passionately eating her out. For over 10 minutes, Taylor had a front-row seat to the girl’s mouth, which was buried between the model’s thick thighs, with the same intensity as someone eating cereal without a spoon.
As the sounds intensified, Taylor’s desire grew stronger. Watching the girl pleasing the model in such a passionate way was incredibly stimulating. Even as the model began touching herself towards the end of the video, the girl continued her efforts below the hand, eagerly lapping up every inch. In the final minutes, Taylor reached a climax, in sync with the model, and watched as the girl licked the model’s fingers clean. Then, the video came to an end.
In the first 24 hours of having the video, Taylor watched it almost five times. She responded with a series of happy emojis to the model and contemplated making another special request.
And in an attempt to be more specific with her request, Taylor donated slightly more for the second time and asked the model to find another girl who also liked to play with the booty.
Once again within a week, Taylor’s desires were satisfied with a 59-minute video that was filmed in the same way as the first one. The video started with the model thanking Taylor’s account, and then introducing a second girl with sunglasses. The two girls were standing against a high wall that served like a balcony, keeping them out of sight from nearby buildings.
Empty beer bottles were scattered on a table nearby, and music was playing from a small speaker. They seemed to be catching up as friends when they decided to record the video. At first, things seemed casual until the model started to dance seductively with both girls. She grabbed each girl by the crotch and pushed them up against the balcony wall, which made them all giggle, but the mood quickly intensified.
The model spun around once more and continued to dance with the girls for a while longer before gradually taking a seat on the white plastic chair. The girls embraced each other and began to kiss while the model opened another beer and watched.
Eventually, they unbuttoned their jeans and slid their hands inside. The girls did it to each other while kissing, and the model did it to excite herself. Before long, Taylor saw the girl from the first video kneel before the second girl, exposing her lower lips and holding her panties down in order to lick.
Following a playful exchange of words in Brazilian, the first girl slowly crawled between the model’s legs while the second girl stood next to the model’s chair. As the first girl helped slide down the model’s pants enough to be able to lick, the model began kissing the second girl on the exposed panties standing closely next to her.
Taylor was completely absorbed, her eyes fixed on the screen as the three girls in the video took turns exploring each other’s bodies with their mouths and hands, playfully guiding each other to minor peaks of pleasure. The music never stopped, and the beer kept flowing as Taylor boldly indulged in her own physical pleasure while watching the action she had paid to see.
The model also fulfilled Taylor’s request for booty play, as the final five minutes of the video showed her standing sideways while both girls licked on either side, the front and the back.
The intense pleasure Taylor experienced every time she watched and masturbated to those videos became addictive. She began daydreaming about various scenarios she wanted to see and actively searched for models with similar lesbian interests.
As Taylor grew more comfortable with the premium accounts and DMs, she gained the confidence to request exactly what she wanted to see. And on weekends when she went out with friends and returned home tipsy or drunk, she would indulge in the videos she had requested, building her own private library. The alcohol often sparked new ideas for future videos, making her addiction to the intense gratification of those videos even stronger.
Taylor’s desire for a more intense experience grew stronger each time. She longed for something new and exciting to fuel her imagination and satisfy her cravings regularly.
And her creativity over time knew no bounds. She was sometimes unsure if her requests would be fulfilled, but when the models did reply, the resulting videos were pure gold – wild and exciting. One of her most favorite videos to date was when she offered a significant amount of money to a Chinese dominatrix to record herself picking up a girl in public and having regular sex with her without any heavy BDSM.
It had a surreal and obscene quality to it, unlike anything Taylor had grown accustomed to. The real-life implications were not for the faint of heart.
The video, which was 47 minutes long, began innocently with the dominatrix filming the sights of a bustling city during the day, while sitting in the back of a spacious limousine. Although not the typical stretch limo, it was still large enough to have a partition separating the passengers from the driver.
After approximately 5 minutes of driving along a main road, the car turned into a side street and slowly approached an area full of restaurants. The vehicle soon came to a stop near a back lane, and the dominatrix focused her camera on a group of three Chinese girls standing across the street outside of a restaurant, engaged in conversation.
Dressed stylishly in jeans and jackets, with backpacks and medium-length dark hair, they appeared to be friends and students. One of them stopped talking and looked curiously over at the car. The dominatrix rolled down the window and motioned for the girl to come closer, to which she quickly obliged, excusing herself from the other girls.
The girl slowly opened the car door and joined the dominatrix inside, without exchanging any words at first. Moments later, Taylor could hear murmurs of a greeting, but could not make out the exact words.
The girl knelt on the luxurious car floor in front of the dominatrix, placing her backpack to the side and phone in her pocket. Her pretty and submissive eyes ignited Taylor’s passion. All it took was 60 seconds from saying goodbye to her friends to getting into the dominatrix’s car, assuming a position, and kissing up the inner legs towards the crotch hidden under a leather skirt.
The following 30 minutes were filled with some of the most incredible love for the lower lips Taylor had ever seen. The girl remained in the same kneeling position the entire time, yet there was never a dull moment. She displayed a certain skill and passion in shamelessly drinking from the furry cup and it looked amazing.
At first, the girl’s kisses and smooches turned into gentle munching, followed by a fierce tongue lapping. Finally, it culminated in a festive eating and slurping of the entire area. Taylor could not help but feel the tingling sensation that seemed to leap from the screen and into her headphones, as she watched in awe.
The girl only took short breaks to gasp for air; most of the time was spent with a mouthful of the dominatrix. The car kept driving, likely instructed to circle the block or cruise around.
Taylor found it odd that the licking continued even with only 5 minutes remaining in the video. However, the dominatrix introduced a plot twist.
With glossy lips and a shy expression, the girl breathed heavily as the dominatrix grabbed her cheeks and lifted her face up from the stickiness. As the car pulled over, only a couple of words were spoken.
The girl expressed her gratitude to the dominatrix, picked up her backpack, checked her phone, and swiftly exited the car. The dominatrix stayed in the backseat, legs spread, and dripping with arousal, as the girl left just as quickly as she had entered.
As the car drove off again, the dominatrix continued to pleasure herself for the rest of the video. Taylor was unsure whether she had an orgasm or not, as the video abruptly ended without any particular climax.
The first time Taylor watched the video, she was left in a state of shock and intrigue, rather than arousal. However, as time went on, it became her favorite and go-to fantasy when she had to use her imagination to get off. The video stirred up powerful feelings inside her that she used to fuel her addictive cravings even further.
Once Taylor started to feel the urge to participate in some of the fantasies herself, the next step was to figure out how to make it happen. Voicing her intention out loud helped Taylor warm up to the idea of actually trying it out.
And over time, Taylor’s DMs became more direct, more intimate and more playful. She wanted the models to see her as more than just a regular customer, but as a special friend from afar who appreciated their work and understood the game.
Taylor took pride in her open-minded interest in the models she discovered. She followed women from diverse backgrounds, ranging in age from around 20 to beautiful mature women in their 40s and 50s. The models varied in body type, from skinny and tall, to curvy, petite, or larger girls with natural beauty. The only practical requirement for Taylor was the ability to message each other in English, otherwise it would have been impossible to establish a connection.
Sexting, when done right, was just as gratifying for Taylor as watching the requested videos. It had the power to seduce her mind into going along with something raunchy. With each exchange, Taylor challenged herself to be wittier, cleverer, more suggestive, funnier, or appropriately direct. Reading the models’ responses sharpened her replies, and soon it became second nature to her.
Taylor’s relentless pursuit of gratification eventually led to trouble. Despite being careful, even the best could make mistakes, and Taylor learned this the hard way. She realized the importance of being extra cautious when making an exception to her routine, as overlooking even a minor detail could lead to a costly mistake.
On one particularly cold and rainy Friday night after a week of exams, while her housemates were still eager to go out, Taylor was not. She opted to stay in, craving comfort food and a cozy movie night on the couch.
Typically, their nights out lasted until well after midnight, allowing Taylor the freedom to watch multiple things on TV if she wanted to truly relax.
And after saying goodbye to the “Wilson sisters” at the door, Taylor’s night really began. She closed the door gently behind them and got her laptop before tiptoeing back to the couch. It was time to unwind and relax.
Taylor brought her laptop to make it easier to type, as she had developed a habit of running multiple sexy conversations in her DMs. That particular day, she had been exchanging suggestive messages with a curvy Canadian model, whose sexual confidence was enough to make her drool.
As they continued to sext about what they were supposedly doing to themselves on the couch, Taylor found it increasingly difficult to focus on the movie. Eventually, she gave up and switched to the first funny show she found, dedicating more attention to her arousal.
Taylor could maintain a constant state of horny for over an hour without touching herself, relying on other forms of stimulation to build up her sexual desire. She believed that building up and releasing such tension required self-control, creativity, and imagination, which made the experience more satisfying.
And Taylor’s horniness usually peaked when an image or thought sparked a sensationally guilty feeling of pleasure, more so than any other sensation during the lead-up. The Canadian model had accomplished that, surprising Taylor with a free short clip that felt like a mic drop at the end of a performance.
The model, with her phone in hand, walked over to a laundry basket and explained that it belonged to her housemate and how she loved the smell from the bodily odors. The clip was only 2 minutes long, but in no time, the model took one of the panties from the top of the basket, ran over to a nearby bed, jumped on it and turned around on her back to face the phone.
“She wore these all day before jumping in the shower, her smell is in there, oh my goodness” – The model smiled.
Placing the inside of the panties on her face, she began to inhale deeply and moan. Her mouth opened slightly, allowing her tongue to taste the fabric. The phone shook slightly, indicating that the model was also touching herself as she filmed the video. It was a brief yet powerful addition to Taylor’s sapphic fantasies.
Taylor expressed her gratitude to the model for the amazing video and proceeded to watch it at least 10 more times in a row. It was unexpected for her to find the scent of worn panties so arousing, but she was struck by the intensity of the model’s passion for it. From that moment on, Taylor was hooked.
Devoting oneself to self-love also came with the great perk of experiencing very strong orgasms. However, these intense experiences also had their challenges, such as temporary headaches, the need for post-clean up, and a general loss of energy.
And perhaps even worst of all – the need to conceal any evidence.
That was one of the worst mistakes of Taylor’s life thus far, and it was a lesson she had to learn the hard way.
She lost track of time. After dozing off, Taylor opened her eyes to find one of the “Wilson sisters” seated beside her on the couch, watching the panties video on her laptop. She had forgotten to close and lock the screen, and regret instantly washed over her as she realized she had been caught.
Taylor was unsure of the time and had no idea how her housemate had first reacted to seeing the video on the laptop, but she knew she could not avoid waking up and facing the truth.
“Oh my god I didn’t know you came home, I’m so sorry, that was not meant to be there… How embarrassing, I feel mortified” – Taylor panicked and managed to shut the laptop.
The housemate looked bewildered, not showing any signs of disgust or worry, but also not particularly pleased. She stared intently at Taylor, trying to make sense of the situation and gauge the reaction.
“Please don’t freak out, I just fell asleep watching TV and that was there as a joke from a friend” – Taylor continued, trying to clear up the mess.
“When I got home the screen was open in the messages, you fell asleep typing a reply to the girl who sent you that panties video, I came to check on you after you didn’t reply and looked at it…” – Taylor’s housemate explained and paused her sentence.
“Oh no, I think I may get sick, I’m so sorry, I know it looks wild but, I, I can explain, it’s nothing serious” – Taylor nervously interjected, still in denial about what part of it she had to explain.
“Look, porn is porn and I know most watch it, I do too. No surprises there, I mean, they even say plenty of girls like lesbian porn so that’s fine but, whatever premium channel that is, I mean, you are a super freak” – The housemate burst into anxious laughter to cut the tension.
“You talked back about a lot of this stuff, it suggests you really like it; maybe you love pussy more than guys” – She carefully added.
Taylor was shaken to hear her friend bring up the topic so casually. She had never considered having to explain that side of herself to anyone. To make matters worse, she could not even articulate her own thoughts about her interest in everything she did through that secret account.
She always justified her interests as a matter of personal preference. Just like how musical preferences can range from R&B to heavy metal, or food preferences can vary from sweet to spicy, sexual interests can range from mild to wild. There’s something out there for everyone.
While this justification may be enough to ease Taylor’s own thoughts after her intimate moments, it does not help her housemate to comprehend the situation any better.
“Look… OK” – Taylor paused and finally caved.
“It’s not something I can explain to myself either, but I do it from time to time, and only online though, I can definitely say I never had any real life experiences, or urges for that matter” – Taylor pleaded with honesty for some kind of forgiveness.
“So, you’ve never been at home and while we’re away smelled our dirty panties?” The “Wilson sister” sarcastically asked.
“Oh no, no, of course not! What?! That was a funny video sent last night in the chat, I never look that sort of thing up, don’t worry” – Taylor laughed and downplayed the implication.
“Good, because that would be weird… and I don’t know why I felt the urge to have to say that” – The housemate tried to lighten the mood.
The girls shared a laugh and allowed a brief moment of silence to pass between them.
“Yeah, so now you know” – Taylor cautiously followed up.
“Your whole life or just recently?” The housemate asked curiously.
“The interest in…? Well, honestly, for a while but not my entire life” – Taylor explained freely since the information was already out.
“Does anyone else know?” Taylor’s housemate continued.
“No, and it would be great to keep it that way” – Taylor replied and gave her friend a significant look, emphasizing the importance of forgetting that the whole thing had ever happened.
There was another moment of silence as Taylor waited anxiously for her friend to say something.
“Well, if we’re going to keep it a secret… I came to college and made a pact with myself to find at least one secret lesbian fling even if I didn’t like it. They say all girls should try it once in college, right? And as we just found out, you have been fantasizing about doing some of these things so… Maybe we can help each other out” – The “Wilson sister” awkwardly suggested.
“Are you being serious?” Taylor quickly asked. Still worried, but also slightly turned on by the idea of secrecy and exploration.
“Why not? You don’t find me attractive? You touched yourself to some stranger smelling dirty panties from a laundry basket, at least I’m offering something cleaner” – The housemate teased.
“What exactly are you offering?” Taylor quipped, surprising herself with the suggestive retort.
The tension between the girls dissipated, and they were back on good terms. Taylor felt a wave of relief wash over her, which soon turned into arousal, though she tried to keep it concealed.
“OK well, I have been dancing most of the night but, otherwise I’m clean, and our other sister is staying at a guy’s house, we’ll see her tomorrow” – The housemate suggested.
“But, you won’t tell anyone? What if we like it?” Taylor managed to ask, feeling the heat simultaneously.
“Then we’ll do it again. And if we don’t, we won’t” – The housemate interjected with confidence, but gave Taylor a look of nervous approval.
“I guess, OK… So, what do you want to do?” Taylor spoke in a shy and reserved tone, leaving the ball in her friend’s court.
“I don’t know, let’s see, maybe you can check if you like my panties?” The housemate suggested.
“The ones you’re wearing now?” Taylor replied, surprised but interested.
“Yeah, start there and if you like it, do whatever else you want to do” – As soon as the words left her mouth, the housemate stood up and turned to face Taylor.
She lifted her dress up to her waist and began to gently rub herself with one hand. Taylor froze, but could not look away as she watched intently.
“I don’t mind if you’re shy, but just do it already, please” – The housemate suggested when the room fell silent.
Taylor’s shy laughter turned into a jolt as she knelt abruptly in front of the couch and her friend. She pressed her nose and mouth against the fabric of the panties, inhaling the scent of another woman up close, processing the experience with a few more deep breaths.
Taylor traced the V-line around the edges of her friend’s panties, expertly knowing just how much to stick her tongue out without actually licking it. She teased, as if this was not her first time doing it. But it was.
“How is it?” The housemate asked moments later.
“Very interesting, actually not bad at all, like a sour candy, I definitely want more” – Taylor said, planting happy kisses on top of the panties. The excitement inside her quickly ignited a craving for more.
“Maybe I should sit down, take them off for me” – The housemate instructed.
Taylor helped her friend take off the panties one leg at a time and returned them.
The housemate balled up the panties in her fist, then sat back on the couch with her legs spread, looking at Taylor expectantly. Taylor felt instincts take over again and crawled between the thighs of the “Wilson sister”.
Taylor found herself in a new position, facing her friend’s beautiful juicy lower lips. The scent that wafted triggered a primal desire within her that she had never experienced before. She gazed at the perfectly formed pink slit and the small nub on top, feeling an intense craving to taste it.
She dove in with an insatiable appetite. She faked it till she made it and then ate it.
Taylor used her hands to steady herself on the housemate’s legs as her face hovered in the middle, savoring every drop of the crotch juice, relishing the free tasting while it lasted.
She felt the syrupy texture with each lick, savoring a flavor that she could not quite describe in words. Despite some initial getting used to, it felt instinctive and familiar, as if she had been longing for it all along.
Taylor imagined the girls she had watched in videos and how they approached the act, but her thoughts were not as analytical as usual. While 40% of her mind was focused on the tightening of her friend’s muscles, the remaining 60% was consumed with finding new ways to explore the juicy lips with her tongue.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe it’s your first time. Keep doing that and I’ll come soon” – The housemate moaned with her eyes closed.
Without hesitation, Taylor expertly slipped a finger inside the wet slit below her mouth, moving it with the utmost skill on the spongy knob inside. Her friend curled up in the seat in response to the new sensation.
Taylor closed her eyes, as she savored the creamy coating that her fingers picked up from inside her friend. She licked the slit with all the skill she could muster, knowing it was coming to an end. It felt so wrong, yet so right at the same time. The taste was salty, yet sweet in the most tantalizing way possible.
Moments later, the housemate gently pushed Taylor away from her lower lips.
“Wow, that was intense, and so good” – The “Wilson sister” said, slightly out of breath.
“Yeah” – Taylor smiled back with a naturally happy expression.
The housemate playfully held the panties up to Taylor’s face one more time, eliciting a quick reaction before getting dressed. Then, as if nothing had happened, everything went back to normal.
“We shouldn’t tell anyone, and let’s not dwell on this too much, but maybe we can do it again sometime” – The housemate suggested. Taylor agreed, acknowledging that it was a fun experience, but also recognizing that it was unplanned and did not need any sort of commitment.
For the rest of the night, both girls checked their phones, resumed watching TV, and enjoyed a comfortable silence.
After that night, Taylor’s perspective on real-life experiences changed. While she did not completely give up her secret second account, she did reduce the amount of time she spent on it. The possibility of actual physical encounters kept her imagination occupied in exciting new ways.
Were there more times Taylor hooked up with her housemate? Most definitely, and she has agreed to provide us with a Follow Up story.
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