This is based on a on-key story, with some details fudged around a bit. If you want to know what happens after, post a comment below and I might add chapter two : )



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new chronicle teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American gyration. It was only the second hebdomad of her Senior year in High School, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the adjacent day. hoi polloi had warned Rikki the previous year of how unmanageable his class was, and to avoid getting into it at all monetary value, but it was out of her control now. She was trying hard to get into Leland Stanford next year and needed great grades, but this form added a lot of accent to her agenda, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down musical note and trying to calculate out which rambling act of the instructor's spoken communication they would need to remember. She caught the eye of President 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 smiling and looked back down at his desk, but not before taking a spry glance at Rikkis breast. She knew he must have a compaction on her, this was not the outset time she caught him looking. She glanced down at her boob herself ; she was actually quite proud of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wore a pixilated tank top to class. They were supple and unbendable enough that they stood out proud and gained a lot of tending. Occasionally when she was feeling adventuresome she would go without a bra, which was refreshing because she hated the restricting smell of them, but would usually get sent to the bureau if she tried this at school. Apparently her nipple distracted some of the other bookman.

She adjusted her tank top a bit then gathered her tomentum natural blonde hair and brought it around her rightfulness articulatio humeri, fiddling with it. She needed a plan for his year. There was no way she could keep up with other classes with how demanding this history class was. She wished she could just drop the class and concenter on others, but she needed the citation. Maybe she would want a field cooperator to help her out. mortal to couple up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their fairly share. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his government note in a very unionise way. It would have to be him.

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

"John Tyler ! Wait up."She said

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

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

"Not really, I was going to ferment 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 pass together and micturate the essay promiscuous of the both of us !"

Tyler paused for a consequence, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful girl, 18 years old, heterosexual blonde tomentum and a eubstance to die for, asking to STUDY with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be goodness !"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 have a good answer to her trouble ; at least for now. Tyler stood there, looking at the his phone with Rikkis turn 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 jeans, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't huge, but firm and curvy just like her tit. Tyler shook himself out of his trance and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to Tyler's blank space and they went straight up to his elbow room. His way was elementary, with his queen bed, a study desk, and a loo in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the metrical unit of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her branch and rubbing her thigh in anticipation. She wore the Sami tank car top as she did in class today, but ended up changing into Stanford White dead short circuit and pass collapse. After class, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be capable to shit it through the school year with this form, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just help her with her essays and other history work, but outright do them for her.

"So,"She began."I've been thinking…"

President 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 assistance 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 play with it."I really require to get honorable mark this twelvemonth, and I can't have this chronicle course of study dragging me down in all my former classes. It's so much workplace, and I can't continue up with it all. And you seem to be really good at the discipline and taking all these distinction and… I was hoping you'd be able to write my essays for me. Or at to the lowest degree 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 fuck 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.

"well I do n't know what else you could establish me then to save your essay, I have plenty work 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 ?"

"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 multitude do. They ARE nice."She looked down, and cupped both her workforce over her knocker, pushing them in and up, before releasing them and letting them capitulation."Don't you think ?"

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

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

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

Rikki slowly pulled the tank top over her foreland, then tossed it on the base. She was wearing a garden pink bra underneath, and Tyler instantly started to get hard. He looked over her again, and noticed she had her belly clit pierced.

Not breaking eye contact, Rikki reached behind her and loosen the class of her bra, but then held her bra to her bureau. She glanced down and noticed a big gibbosity in Tyler's pants. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a perfect opportunity.

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

"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 rival them too."

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

John Tyler let out a low moan. Was everything about her perfect tense ?

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

Tyler reached his handwriting out and groped her right tit, then reached his other mitt out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few seconds, then started to pinch and roll Rikki's nipples. Rikki let out a little whimper and roll her head back. It felt SO good. Rikki always had sensitive mamilla and would love to bet with them all the fourth dimension. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her titmouse sometimes.

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

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

"Oh I figured."Laughed Rikki.

After a couple to a greater extent moment of playing with her titmouse, 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 workplace done ? I need to study for my mathematics trial run next week. And you need to publish my history essay !"

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

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

"fountainhead you cam always pick out off Thomas More if you want !"Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a look that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did school work for a twosome of hour, Tyler stealing glimpse every few hour or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went home. Every hebdomad or two when there was an exam or seek for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's house, take off her top and bra ( if she bothered to bear one to his menage ), and John Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for other classes.

A match months into this organisation however, Rikki went over to Tyler's house as common, and he seemed really stressed. It was metre for some final examination, and he was behind a lot of his own work and told Rikki he couldn't help her tonight.

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

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

"Tyler, I haven't done any piece of work for this course. 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 distressed to take on more work."

"wellspring how about I let you feel my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to look at off her shirt and bra, hoping this would serve mold him.

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

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

Tyler paused at this. It WAS tempting. He was really horny as of late, as he had been so engaged with school work he hadn't been able to hitch 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,"Tyler said,"Maybe next clip. I just can't tonight."

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

Tyler perked up."What ?"

"I can suck in your prick,"Rikki said slyly, rising up from the bed. She started to take the air over towards President Tyler, who was sitting in his desk chairman."Have you ever had a blowjob before ?"

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

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

She reached out to his bash, and loosen it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt loops and tossed it away from her. She undid the release to his jeans, then slid the zipper down. President Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the waistband of his jeans and started to pull them down to his knees, along with his underwear. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a great cock. Not quite completely toilsome 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 turncock. She wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"President Tyler moaned.

Rikki giggled and then leaned forward, moving her face close to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. delicious ! She had only been with one former guy before, her first boyfriend last year, but had blown him many times and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her back talk, and placed both hands on his thighs again. She started to bob up and down on his shaft, moaning, trying to fit as much in her mouth as she could. His gumshoe tasted amazing, as did her last boyfriends. She let her hands rove his second joint, mouth never leaving his turncock. Her go away hand found his orchis, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her handwriting. She pulled Tyler's shaft out of her back talk, and began to suck and bat his clump while using her right hand to twitch him off. Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her mouth to his dick, and sunk it so recondite down her throat her lips were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a yoke seconds, swirling her lingua around his cock, then pulled back to occupy a breathing spell. When she returned her oral cavity to his throbbing member, Tyler placed his hands behind her brain and started to push her into it while bucking his articulatio coxae. Rikki could find his cock sliding down her throat as he face fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to subdue her gag reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting fount fucked, she pulled away and took his tool back her hand. She was starting to get wet herself now. She loved the spirit of being face fucked, of being used and abused. She was sucking his dick to get him to compose an essay for her ! She thought of letting him fuck her, but she decided to bring through it for another time.

"You want to cum in my mouth or on my tit ?"She asked him.

"Your mouth !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her mitt at the base of his dick, engulfed his dick again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her head and licking the tip of his hawkshaw. Tyler reached down and started to flirt with her boobs while she did this. He was in Shangri-la, and wouldn't last much longer. After a pair minutes of this, he told her he was about to blow, and grabbed the back of her head and started to present fuck her again. His cock hit the spinal column of her throat, again and again, as he moaned loudly.

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

squirt after spirt came rushing out of his putz, 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 pecker out of her mouth with a pop, and they both started to laugh.

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

"I'm glad you liked it ! You're cum sense of taste so honorable"Rikki said, still tasting it in her mouth.

"I guess I have to spell that essay for you now huh ?"President 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 wish this deal. She wondered how a great deal further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually fuck him to make him keep doing her work for her.

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