Taylor had been very excited to have been accepted at UC, despite the excessive cost of tuition. She had sworn to her parents that she would work extra hours over the summer, hunt for scholarships and work on campus once she arrived to afford it. She had no idea how incredibly difficult it was to save anything from her job, and scholarship hunting was just as frustrating. Even after winning a few awards she was thousands of dollars away, and her senior year of high school was coming to an end.
Then she stopped searching for scholarships and started looking for fast money. That's when she found Emmett. Most guys looking to make arrangements with woman online wanted to meet up for sex in exchange for cash. Emmett was different. Not totally different, he still wanted to pay Taylor to perform sexual acts, just not with him. He wanted to watch her through her web cam. They had exchanged emails, and chatted on Skype before anything happened. Emmett was patient and seemed reasonable, but it was never a secret what he wanted, he even spoke about how it had worked before. He had done this with a few other girls, but nothing ever stuck. They either got a few bucks from him and disappeared, but mostly, they were unable to deliver what he wanted.
Taylor didn't want to get involved in this, but Emmett didn't seem dangerous, and the fact he never pressured her made it hard to cut off communication with him. Then prom season came around. She did not want to dip into what she had saved for something as silly as a prom dress, but expensive dresses were still appealing. To prove a point about the sacrifices she would have to make for this college her parents gave her a very small amount of financial support for this event.
Emmett offered to get her the dress of her dreams for some naked pictures. The dress clung to her in all the right places, showing off her toned ass, and was cut well enough to make her moderate chest appear more ample. Once she sent those and the money showed up in her account, and nothing bad happened, it didn't seem so crazy to send a few more with her using a toy on herself to get the earrings to go with it. The limo cost her a video of her blowing her date, and the hotel room for after was covered by the facial that date gave her. The video she made in that hotel room paid for all the beer at the graduation party her parents didn't know about.
She had been able to pay the deposits for her classes, and her dorm room with the small savings she had made, but it wasn't long after graduation that she had to settle rest of her bill for the first semester. Her parents still wanted to her to attend a local college for the first two years then transfer on so loans were not an option without their support. They agreed that they would help with the last two years of school, but never dreamed she could raise enough to get herself onto campus before then.
Taylor had told everyone she knew that she was going away to school; she couldn't bear to think about now having to explain that she was going to the college down the road with half of her graduating class. She asked Emmett what it would take to cover these costs. When he asked what her plan for the second semester and her sophomore year was she almost cried. She hadn't even considered that she would need to get this kind of money again in four months for the second semester.
Taylor was crushed. Emmett didn't even seem that interested in helping her. She even started proposing ideas to him. She offered everything she could think of, videos of blowjobs, threesomes, even anal. Mainly, he said he would give her some money for those things, even a couple hundred for anal, but it wasn't nearly enough. Taylor even started browsing disgusting porn sites and offering to do things she could have never dreamed of. To Emmett's credit he wasn't interested in that at all.
A week before the deadline Taylor was ready to give up and admit defeat. She even started to think about what car she could get with the money she had saved when she got an email from Emmett. They hadn't spoken in a few days as Taylor had run out of ideas to propose. The email read:
Taylor,
I have enjoyed our conversations almost as much as the materials you have sent to me. I do want to help you with your education, but I also must make sure I get a positive return on the investment I would be making. Paying for the activities surrounding a prom is one thing; college tuition is a much larger risk. What would keep you from taking the money and never communicating with me again? Despite this, I am willing to make this jump with you, however you will need to work this off throughout the semester, and earn next semesters funds BEFORE I would help you with that bill. I believe a college environment will also provide more opportunities for diverse ways to earn this money. Let me know if you are still interested.
E
Taylor was in shock. She was ecstatic but also knew she would have to explain where this sudden windfall came from. She emailed him back immediately with this issue. What came back less than one hour later blew her mind.
It was an email from a very official sounding account, with an award letter that explained that a previous scholarship winner had forfeited their award after some very insensitive and immature posts made to their Instagram account. The second place person would now receive these funds and congratulated her on this. It took her a moment to realize Emmett was behind this. She thought this might work, especially since her mother was always lecturing her not to use Instagram, and in fact it almost worked too well. The local paper even put a small mention of it which scared Taylor tremendously.
It was only a few weeks after this that Taylor went off to school. Her parents even told her how proud they were that she had done such an amazing job doing this all on her own. That was the only moment she felt guilty.
She had also struck gold with her room assignment after an upperclassman left school, and her room in a suite unexpectedly. To make things even better two of the three other girls in the suite were almost never there. Sarah was dating a guy at a school 25 minutes away, who lived off campus. She generally came to campus for class, sometimes dropped by the suite to grab some clothes, but at this point even most of those were at her boyfriend's house. Gretchen was a 4.0 student who had her sights set on law school. Each night she returned from class with her dinner, went to her room for about an hour, then left for the library. She was back in her room with lights out three hours later.
That left Emily. She was on the soccer team which kept her from going out during the week, but she did love to party on weekends after her games. Even Taylor was impressed with her long, athletic legs. They were perfectly shaped from the years of working out, and they ended at an ass that turned heads from both male and female students. She generally had a sports bra on so Taylor wasn't completely sure how big her chest was but her toned flat stomach, blond hair and blue eyes were all she needed to catch plenty of attention. Generally she would come back from practice, most nights with her dinner since by that hour the dining halls were empty and hung out in the common room, maybe had one beer then went off to bed. A popular student, she still liked her relaxation time in the evenings by herself.
Taylor loved UC even more then she thought she would. Her classes were going well; she had met some friends on campus, and even had brought some guys back to that single room of hers. She always made sure the web cam was on in those situations to work off a bit of her debt, though that wasn't going fast enough. Emmett explained that once he had seen her do that a few times it wasn't much different than the porn he could watch for free. He seemed to want something more unique. This was something Taylor could not figure out how to provide, and Emmett didn't even seem to know exactly what he wanted.
Taylor started to get worried. Not just that she wasn't working off the money fast enough, but that Emmett was losing interest in her altogether. He had actually called her Madison once, and she was worried a new girl was more interesting to him.
While studying one night in the library, Taylor has an idea. She was alone in a remote section of the third floor, and it was easy to quickly take a picture of her chest with the book shelves in the background. She then quickly texted the picture of her exposed breasts over to Emmett.
"Nice- I like this adventurous side of you!" was Emmett's reply.
Taylor's heart leapt, she hadn't gotten an exclamation point in weeks.
"Want more?" Taylor offered.
Emmett replied "Yes, I really do."
It took some bravery, but she managed a shot with her skirt pulled up reveling her perfectly shaved pussy, and her hard nipples pointing directly at the camera.
Emmett had another idea "Sit on the desk and finger yourself."
Taylor was excited now, he hadn't asked for something specific in a long time.
She took a video this time. She held eye contact with her camera while she slowly worked one finger into her pussy. With her other hand she ran her fingers over the side of her tits, tweaking her nipples as she went. After working a second finger into herself she even braved some quiet moans into the silence of the library. After about two minutes she licked her fingers and blew a kiss to the camera.
"Now we are getting somewhere." Emmett shot back.
Taylor was relieved. She would do anything to stay at UC next semester, especially since her parents thought her "scholarship" covered her first two years.
The next night she snuck into the athletic center after hours and Skyped with Emmett as she showered and masturbated in the locker room. The live interaction where he could help control the situation is what had recaptured his attention.
After a few more risky solo sessions like his Taylor managed to fuck a guy with a small ear piece in so he could tell her what he wanted during it. However, as with all new things, the excitement started to once again wear off. The guys Taylor would fuck were not performers, and even as Taylor tried to do her best impression of a porn star, things usually ended before Emmett was ready for them to since the guys would cum so soon. The wilder Taylor got to try and make up for this, the faster the guys would cum.
One Monday night Taylor was trying to hold Emmett's attention while she played with herself but it wasn't going well. Emmett seemed distracted and Taylor even felt like she had done this too many times. Then there was a knock on her door. Taylor quickly covered herself with a robe, muted Skype and opened the door. It was Emily.
