This is based on a true tale, with some item fudged around a bit. If you want to cognise what happens after, post a scuttlebutt below and I might add chapter two : )



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new History teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American revolution. It was only the second week of her elderly year in heights schooltime, and Mr Galveston had given them two examination, and she had an essay due the next day. People had warned Rikki the late year of how hard his category was, and to avoid getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her control now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford future year and needed great tier, but this class added a lot of stress to her schedule, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the elbow room at everyone else in category. They were all furiously writing down banker's bill and trying to figure out which rambling mo of the teacher's talking to they would need to commemorate. She caught the eye of President Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't fun any fun or do any extracurriculars as far as she knew. He gave her a shy half smile and looked back down at his desk, but not before taking a speedy glance at Rikkis chest. She knew he must induce a crush on her, this was not the first of all clip she caught him looking. She glanced down at her chest herself ; she was actually quite proud of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wore a tight tank top to class. They were limber and firm enough that they stood out majestic and gained a lot of attention. Occasionally when she was feeling adventurous she would go without a bra, which was refreshing because she hated the restricting tactile sensation of them, but would usually get sent to the office if she tried this at school day. Apparently her nipples distracted some of the other scholarly person.

She adjusted her army tank top a bit then gathered her hair natural blonde hair and brought it around her right berm, fiddling with it. She needed a plan for his year. There was no way she could keep up with other year with how demanding this story class was. She wished she could just drop the year and focalise on others, but she needed the mention. Maybe she would need a study partner to help her out. Someone to pair up with and try to get them to do a bit Sir Thomas More of their fair share. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his note in a very organized manner. It would suffer to be him.

After class, she approached him as he was walking towards his next class.

"Tyler ! postponement up."She said

Tyler turned around, a bit surprised and giving her a mocking look. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab partners for a day last twelvemonth."What's up ?"

"Did you have a topic for your essay that's due tomorrow ? I'm trying to figure one out for myself. ”'

"Not really, I was going to act upon on it when I got home tonight."

"Did you want to write it together ? I was really distracted today during class and didn't get many notes down, and I figure we could put our heads together and make the essay gentle of the both of us !"

Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful little girl, 18 long time old, straight blonde hair and a organic structure to die for, asking to work with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be good !"He managed to stutter out.

Rikki smiled."Awesome ! Let me get your address."

They exchanged information, and Rikki, well-chosen with herself, turned to go to her next class, excited she might throw a good result to her trouble ; at least for now. Tyler stood there, looking at the his telephone set with Rikkis number that just got programmed into it, and looked up to her walking away.

God, he thought, look at that ass. Rikki was wearing her slimmest denim, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't huge, but firm and curvy just like her white meat. Tyler shook himself out of his trance and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to President Tyler's plaza and they went straight up to his room. His way was simple, with his nance bed, a study desk, and a water closet in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the metrical unit of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her legs and rubbing her thighs in expectation. She wore the same tank top as she did in course today, but ended up changing into white short shorts and flip flops. After course of instruction, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able to give it through the school class with this family, so she was going to try and get President Tyler to not just help oneself her with her essays and early history body of work, but outright do them for her.

"So,"She began."I've been thinking…"

John Tyler had slumped into his desk chair and was looking over at her. God she's beautiful, he thought again. He stole a glance down at her wooden leg, which were smooth, fit, and tanned, with the periodic freckle accenting her thighs. He quickly looked back up at her, as he realized she had asked him a doubt.

"Sorry, what was that ?"Tyler asked.

"I've been thinking…"Rikki repeated,"I think I need a bit more help than I let on earlier."

"Oh ?"President Tyler asked, a bit surprised. What did she mean ?

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her hair again and started to encounter with it."I really postulate to get well grad this year, and I can't have this history class dragging me down in all my former classes. It's so much piece of work, and I can't hold back up with it all. And you seem to be really good at the subject and taking all these notes and… I was hoping you'd be able to write my essays for me. Or at least this one."

"You want me to compose my own essay AND yours ?"President Tyler asked, puzzled."What would I get out of that ?"

"I'm not sure. I didn't really get that far."Rikki said, but she knew that was a lie. She knew how she was going to get him to do her work, she just didn't know how far she would have to go to get it.

Tyler laughed,"I mean, I could use some money."

"I don't have any money ! Just what my dad gives me for lunch !"Rikki said.

"fountainhead I do n't know what else you could give me then to write your essay, I have adequate study for myself."Tyler said. As he said this, he stole another glance at Rikki 's chest.

"I notice you do that a lot."Rikki claimed.

"Do what ?"

"Look at my boobs !"

Tyler shifted uncomfortably in his seat and stammered,"N-No I don't."

Rikki smiled,"It's okay ! A lot of hoi polloi do. They ARE nice."She looked down, and cupped both her hands over her breasts, pushing them in and up, before releasing them and letting them fall."Don't you think ?"

"I- I mean yeah. No yeah, they're great."President Tyler said, not believing she just fondled herself in front of him.

"Would you like to see them ?"Rikki asked, playing with the bum of her army tank top.

Not wanting to fleet up on the whirl, John Tyler nodded.

Rikki slowly pulled the armored combat vehicle top over her head, then tossed it on the story. She was wearing a pinko bra underneath, and Tyler instantly started to get hard. He looked over her again, and noticed she had her belly button pierced.

Not breaking eye contact, Rikki reached behind her and undid the family of her bra, but then held her bra to her thorax. She glanced down and noticed a big bulge in Tyler's pant. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a perfect opportunity.

"Well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a photoflash of desperation on his face, he had wanted to see these puppies for years and they were right there, ready to be seen."I mean,"Rikki continued,"What 's my bonus ?"

"I'll write this essay for you if you show me, I swear."Tyler said quickly, but then added,"But only if I get to tinct them too."

Rikki considered this for a second, and figured what the hell, what's the difference. So she lowered her hands and bra away from her chest.

Tyler let out a small groan. Was everything about her perfect ?

Rikki got up and walked over to him."Go ahead,"She encouraged,"pinch them."

Tyler reached his hand out and groped her right tit, then reached his former script out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few seconds, then started to squeeze and roll Rikki's nipples. Rikki let out a little whimper and roller her forefront back. It felt SO good. Rikki always had medium teat and would have sex to bet with them all the clock time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her knocker sometimes.

"Fuck that feels upright Tyler."Rikki purred, as he looked up at her and grinned.

"I've wanted to do this for years"President Tyler admitted.

"Oh I figured."Laughed Rikki.

After a mates more mo of playing with her pap, Tyler lowed his hands."Uh… Thanks"He said sheepishly.

Rikki smiled and went back to the bed and sat down. She then said,"fountainhead, want to get some work done ? I need to study for my math exam next week. And you need to write my history essay !"

"Sure, lets get something done !"Tyler said."Are uh… You going to remain shirtless ?"

Rikki nodded."Yup ! I figure you'll earn it, and I hate wearing clothes anyways."

"wellspring you cam always hire off more if you want !"President Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a look that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did schoolhouse work for a couple of hours, President Tyler stealing glances every few second or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went home. Every hebdomad or two when there was an exam or test for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's house, take off her top and bra ( if she bothered to tire one to his house ), and Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for other classes.

A copulate months into this arrangement however, Rikki went over to John Tyler's house as common, and he seemed really stressed. It was time for some finals, and he was behind a lot of his own study and told Rikki he couldn't avail her tonight.

"But this succeeding essay is worth 30 % of my grade !"Rikki exclaimed.

"You'll just have to write it yourself, I don't have meter tonight."Tyler responded.

"Tyler, I haven't done any study for this family. I don't know ANYTHING about what we've learned, how am I supposed to write this essay ?"

"I don't KNOW !"Tyler nearly shouted. He seemed really stressed."I'm just barely getting by myself now and my parents have been on top of me about my grades slipping. I'm too emphasize to learn on more work."

"Well how about I let you experience my titty again ?"Rikki asked. She started to strike off her shirt and bra, hoping this would help charm him.

"I've already felt them, they're peachy but it's not about that !"

"I know… You're stressed. What if I let you buck off to me being braless ? That might help oneself decrease your stress."Rikki said as she dropped her bra on the floor.

President Tyler paused at this. It WAS tempting. He was really ruttish as of late, as he had been so busy with school work he hadn't been able to jerk off for nearly a week now. But it wasn't enough, he could just reckon at porno later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

"I'm sorry,"Tyler said,"Maybe side by side time. I just can't tonight."

Rikki looked out the window, frustrated. If she attempted to write this essay herself, she'd fail. And it would drastically lower her grade and bankrupt her chances of getting into Stanford. She knew she would have to do a bit more to get him to agree. She looked back at Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a smashing cock too. At this thought, she said,"How about a blowjob ?"

Tyler perked up."What ?"

"I can give suck your cock,"Rikki said slyly, rising up from the bed. She started to walk over towards Tyler, who was sitting in his desk chair."Have you ever had a cock sucking before ?"

"Mmm… No. I haven't."John Tyler admitted.

Rikki got on her knees between John Tyler 's wooden leg, and put her deal on his thighs. She gazed up at him."Would you like a blowjob ?"By the bulge in his bloomers, she knew the solution before he even said yes.

She reached out to his belt, and loosen it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt ammunition iteration and tossed it away from her. She undid the button to his denim, then slid the zip down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the cincture of his jean and started to displume them down to his knees, along with his underclothes. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a great cock. Not quite completely hard yet, and already stood at nearly 6 inches long. Uncut, with some precum already oozing out of the tip. He even kept himself trimmed.

"Mmmm"Rikki purred as her hand reached out to Tyler's dick. She wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"Tyler moaned.

Rikki giggled and then leaned forward, moving her face ending to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. Delicious ! She had only been with one former guy before, her commencement swain end year, but had blown him many prison term and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her mouth, and placed both bridge player on his thighs again. She started to bob up and down on his prick, moaning, trying to fit as much in her mouth as she could. His dick tasted amazing, as did her hold out boyfriends. She let her hands vagabond his thighs, mouth never leaving his cock. Her left hand found his balls, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her hand. She pulled President Tyler's dick out of her sassing, and began to suck and bat his Lucille Ball while using her right hand to jerk him off. Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her mouth to his dick, and sunk it so inscrutable down her throat her lips were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a dyad seconds, swirling her tongue around his dick, then pulled back to bring a breath. When she returned her mouth to his throbbing member, Tyler placed his custody behind her head and started to drive her into it while bucking his hip. Rikki could feel his turncock sliding down her throat as he case fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to suppress her gag unconditioned reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting typeface fucked, she pulled away and took his cock back her hand. She was starting to get wet herself now. She loved the feeling of being face fucked, of being used and abused. She was sucking his dick to get him to write an essay for her ! She thought of letting him have intercourse her, but she decided to save it for another time.

"You want to cum in my sass or on my tits ?"She asked him.

"Your mouth !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her mitt at the theme of his shaft, engulfed his pecker again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her head and licking the tip of his gumshoe. John Tyler reached down and started to play with her boobs while she did this. He was in Shangri-la, and wouldn't end much longer. After a couple arcminute of this, he told her he was about to bluster, and grabbed the spine of her head and started to face fuck her again. His cock hit the backrest of her throat, again and again, as he moaned loudly.

"Oh god here it comes !"He nearly shouted.

Spurt after spurt came rushing out of his dick, Rikki couldn't believe how much he could cum. But she swallowed load after load until nearly 10 seconds later he stopped cumming.

She let his cock out of her mouth with a pop, and they both started to laugh.

"Holy shit"Tyler said,"That was amazing."

"I'm sword lily you liked it ! You're cum tasting so good"Rikki said, still tasting it in her mouth.

"I guess I have to write that essay for you now huh ?"John Tyler asked.

"Yup ! Maybe I'll even award you again after writing it."Rikki said with a wink, then leaned forward, and licked some remaining cum off his dick. Then she stood up, and walked back to the bed. She was really starting to like this deal. She wondered how much further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually bonk him to make him hold open doing her piece of work for her.

But for now, she knew she could focus on her other work .