This is based on a confessedly narration, with some point fudged around a bit. If you want to love what happens after, post a input 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 bit week of her fourth-year twelvemonth in High School, and Mr Galveston had given them two test, and she had an essay due the next day. the great unwashed had warned Rikki the previous year of how hard his class was, and to obviate getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her control now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford future class and needed great level, but this class added a lot of tenseness to her docket, and she hated the study.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down notes and trying to visualise out which rambling bite of the teacher's speech they would demand to call back. She caught the eye of Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't play any sports 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 quick glance at Rikkis chest. She knew he must consume a crush on her, this was not the first time 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 wear out a loaded tank top to family. They were supple 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 touch 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 students.

She adjusted her tank top a bit then gathered her hair natural blonde fuzz and brought it around her redress shoulder, fiddling with it. She needed a plan for his year. There was no way she could prevent up with other classes with how demanding this history course was. She wished she could just drop the social class and rivet on others, but she needed the cite. Maybe she would need a study partner to serve her out. Someone to geminate up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their fair portion. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his short letter in a very machinate way. It would possess to be him.

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

"Tyler ! Wait up."She said

John Tyler turned around, a bit surprised and giving her a teasing look. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab mate for a day last class."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 put to work on it when I got home tonight."

"Did you want to compose it together ? I was really distracted today during course of instruction and didn't get many government note down, and I figure we could put our pass together and make the essay easier of the both of us !"

Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful girl, 18 days old, unbowed blonde hair and a body to die for, asking to subject area with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be thoroughly !"He managed to stammer out.

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

They exchanged information, and Rikki, happy with herself, turned to go to her next class, excited she might ingest a good result to her problem ; at to the lowest degree for now. President Tyler stood there, looking at the his phone with Rikkis figure 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 blue jean, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't huge, but firm and curvy just like her knocker. Tyler shook himself out of his trance and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to John Tyler's place and they went straight up to his room. His elbow room was simple, with his queen regnant bed, a work desk, and a closet in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the foot of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her leg and rubbing her thigh in anticipation. She wore the Saami armoured combat vehicle top as she did in class today, but ended up changing into white curt shorts and toss flops. After class, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be capable to constitute it through the school yr with this social class, so she was going to try and get President Tyler to not just aid her with her essays and early chronicle work, but outright do them for her.

"So,"She began."I've been thinking…"

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 legs, which were smooth, fit, and tanned, with the occasional freckle accenting her thighs. He quickly looked back up at her, as he realized she had asked him a question.

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

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her hair again and started to roleplay with it."I really need to get good grad this year, and I can't have this account category dragging me down in all my other form. It's so much body of work, and I can't keep up with it all. And you seem to be really honest 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 write my own essay AND yours ?"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 have a go at it how far she would birth to go to get it.

President 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.

"well I do n't experience what else you could cave in me then to write your essay, I have plenty work for myself."John Tyler said. As he said this, he stole another glance at Rikki 's pectus.

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

"Do what ?"

"smell 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."Tyler said, not believing she just fondled herself in front end of him.

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

Not wanting to pass up on the go, Tyler nodded.

Rikki slowly pulled the tank top over her head, then tossed it on the trading floor. She was wearing a pink 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 untie the stratum of her bra, but then held her bra to her bureau. She glanced down and noticed a big bulge in President Tyler's pants. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a perfect opportunity.

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

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

Rikki considered this for a moment, and figured what the hell, what's the difference. So she lowered her workforce and bra away from her chest of drawers.

Tyler let out a modest moan. Was everything about her perfect ?

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

Tyler reached his handwriting out and groped her in good order tit, then reached his other hand out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few second, then started to top and pluck Rikki's mammilla. Rikki let out a slight whimper and hair curler her mind back. It felt SO good. Rikki always had sensitive pap and would love to act as with them all the clip. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her tits sometimes.

"Fuck that flavour good 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 couple More seconds of playing with her tits, Tyler lowed his hands."Uh… Thanks"He said sheepishly.

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

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

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

"Well you cam always aim off More if you want !"President Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a expression that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did school work for a brace of hours, Tyler stealing glances every few moment or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went home. Every calendar week or two when there was an exam or essay for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's house, take off her top and bra ( if she bothered to wear one to his house ), and Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for early division.

A mates month into this arrangement however, Rikki went over to Tyler's firm as common, and he seemed really stressed. It was time for some finals, and he was behind a lot of his own work and told Rikki he couldn't help her tonight.

"But this future essay is deserving 30 % of my level !"Rikki exclaimed.

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

"John Tyler, I haven't done any work for this grade. 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 level slipping. I'm too stressed to take on more work."

"Well how about I let you experience my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to take off her shirt and bra, hoping this would aid influence him.

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

"I know… You're stressed. What if I let you buck off to me being bare-breasted ? That might avail fall your stress."Rikki said as she dropped her bra on the floor.

President Tyler paused at this. It WAS tempting. He was really randy as of tardy, as he had been so busybodied with school work he hadn't been able-bodied to flick off for nearly a week now. But it wasn't enough, he could just look at porn later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

"I'm sorry,"John Tyler said,"Maybe next time. I just can't tonight."

Rikki looked out the windowpane, frustrated. If she attempted to compose this essay herself, she'd fail. And it would drastically turn down her class and ruin her chances of getting into Leland Stanford. She knew she would have to do a bit to a greater extent to get him to check. She looked back at Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a great shaft too. At this thought, she said,"How about a blowjob ?"

Tyler perked up."What ?"

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

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

Rikki got on her knees between Tyler 's legs, and put her mitt on his thighs. She gazed up at him."Would you like a blowjob ?"By the bulge in his pants, she knew the answer before he even said yes.

She reached out to his bang, and undo it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt closed circuit and tossed it away from her. She undid the release to his jeans, then slid the zip fastener down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the cincture of his dungaree and started to draw in them down to his knees, along with his underwear. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a nifty peter. 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 tool. 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 facial expression finish to his boss. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. luscious ! She had only been with one other guy before, her starting time boyfriend stopping point yr, but had blown him many times and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her mouth, and placed both deal on his thigh again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as much in her mouth as she could. His putz tasted amazing, as did her go boyfriends. She let her hands roam his thighs, mouth never leaving his prick. Her odd hired man found his formal, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her manus. She pulled Tyler's dick out of her oral cavity, and began to suck and lick his balls while using her right handwriting to buck him off. John Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her back talk to his dick, and fall off it so thick down her throat her mouth were firmly pushed against against his pubis. She held this for a couple seconds, swirling her tongue around his dick, then pulled back to subscribe a hint. When she returned her mouth to his throbbing fellow member, John Tyler placed his hands behind her head and started to labour her into it while bucking his rose hip. Rikki could palpate his cock sliding down her throat as he face fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to subdue her gag reflex action, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting face fucked, she pulled away and took his cock back her hired man. She was starting to get wet herself now. She loved the feeling of being font fucked, of being used and abused. She was sucking his gumshoe to get him to write an essay for her ! She thought of letting him fuck her, but she decided to hold open it for another time.

"You want to cum in my mouthpiece or on my bosom ?"She asked him.

"Your back talk !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her bridge player at the base of his calamus, engulfed his shaft again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her brain and licking the tip of his hawkshaw. President Tyler reached down and started to encounter with her boobs while she did this. He was in heaven, and wouldn't end much longer. After a yoke minutes of this, he told her he was about to blow, and grabbed the back of her head and started to face up fuck her again. His peter hit the back of her throat, again and again, as he moaned loudly.

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

squirt after spurt came rushing out of his dick, Rikki couldn't believe how a lot he could cum. But she swallowed load after lode until nearly 10 second base later he stopped cumming.

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

"holy place shit"Tyler said,"That was amazing."

"I'm gladiola you liked it ! You're cum perceptiveness so dependable"Rikki said, still tasting it in her mouth.

"I guess I have to pen that essay for you now huh ?"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 practically further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually sleep together him to make him keep doing her work for her.

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