This is based on a honest story, with some details fudged around a bit. If you want to know what happens after, post a gossip 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 Senior year in highschool School, and Mr Galveston had given them two examination, and she had an essay due the following day. People had warned Rikki the previous class of how difficult his class was, and to avoid getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her ascendancy now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford University side by side year and needed great gradation, but this course added a lot of stress to her schedule, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in year. They were all furiously writing down billet and trying to figure out which rambling bits of the teacher's speech they would need to remember. She caught the eye of Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't gambling any summercater 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 speedy glance at Rikkis chest of drawers. She knew he must have a press on her, this was not the number one time she caught him looking. She glanced down at her breasts herself ; she was actually quite lofty of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wear a wet tank top to year. They were supple and firm enough that they stood out proud 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 spirit of them, but would usually get sent to the office if she tried this at schoolhouse. Apparently her pap distracted some of the other students.

She adjusted her cooler top a bit then gathered her hair natural blonde hair and brought it around her rightfield shoulder, fiddling with it. She needed a design for his year. There was no way she could sustain up with other form with how demanding this history social class was. She wished she could just drop the class and focus on others, but she needed the recognition. Maybe she would need a field of study partner to help her out. somebody to partner off up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their fair share. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his notes in a very organized manner. It would have to be him.

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

"Tyler ! wait up."She said

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

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

"Not really, I was going to put to work on it when I got home tonight."

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

Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful missy, 18 years old, straight blond hair and a physical structure to die for, asking to subject area with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be good !"He managed to stammer out.

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

They exchanged info, and Rikki, happy with herself, turned to go to her next class, excited she might hold a good solution to her problem ; at least for now. Tyler stood there, looking at the his phone with Rikkis phone 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 jeans, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't immense, but firm and curvy just like her boob. John Tyler shook himself out of his enchantment and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to John Tyler's place and they went straight up to his way. His way was dewy-eyed, with his queen bed, a subject desk, and a closet in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the fundament of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her branch and rubbing her thigh in prediction. She wore the Saame tank top as she did in class today, but ended up changing into snowy curtly shorts and flip fizzle. After socio-economic class, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be capable to puddle it through the school day year with this class, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just help her with her essays and other story 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 lentigo accenting her thigh. He quickly looked back up at her, as he realized she had asked him a query.

"Sorry, what was that ?"Tyler asked.

"I've been thinking…"Rikki repeated,"I think I need a bit to a greater extent 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 play with it."I really need to get dependable grades this year, and I can't have this history form dragging me down in all my other year. It's so much work, and I can't keep up with it all. And you seem to be really in effect at the study and taking all these Federal Reserve note and… I was hoping you'd be capable to indite 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 employment, she just didn't know how far she would experience to go to get it.

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

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

"Well I do n't know what else you could chip in me then to write your essay, I have decent work for myself."John 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 ?"

"facial expression at my boobs !"

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

Rikki smiled,"It's okay ! A lot of people 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 nightfall."Don't you think ?"

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

"Would you like to see them ?"Rikki asked, playing with the ass of her armoured combat vehicle top.

Not wanting to croak up on the offer, Tyler nodded.

Rikki slowly pulled the tank top over her brain, then tossed it on the floor. 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 class of her bra, but then held her bra to her chest. She glanced down and noticed a big bulge in Tyler's trouser. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a unadulterated opportunity.

"well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a ostentation of despair on his grimace, he had wanted to see these puppies for class 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."Tyler said quickly, but then added,"But only if I get to equal them too."

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

Tyler let out a pocket-size moan. Was everything about her perfect ?

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

Tyler reached his hand out and groped her decently tit, then reached his early deal 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 roller her promontory back. It felt SO good. Rikki always had sensitive pap and would bonk to play with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her pap sometimes.

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

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

"Oh I figured."Laughed Rikki.

After a couple more instant of playing with her tits, Tyler lowed his mitt."Uh… Thanks"He said sheepishly.

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

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

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

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

Rikki gave him a looking that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did schoolhouse work for a twosome of hour, Tyler stealing glances every few minutes or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went base. Every week or two when there was an test or assay for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's theater, subscribe to 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 other classes.

A couple month into this arrangement however, Rikki went over to Tyler's household as usual, and he seemed really stressed. It was prison term for some final examination, and he was behind a lot of his own oeuvre and told Rikki he couldn't service her tonight.

"But this next essay is deserving 30 % of my grade !"Rikki exclaimed.

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

"Tyler, I haven't done any study for this division. 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 stressed to take on to a greater extent work."

"well how about I let you feel my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to take off her shirt and bra, hoping this would avail regulate him.

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

"I know… You're stressed. What if I let you twitch off to me being bare-breasted ? That might help minify 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 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 look at pornography later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

"I'm sorry,"President Tyler said,"Maybe adjacent clock time. I just can't tonight."

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

Tyler perked up."What ?"

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

"Mmm… No. I haven't."Tyler admitted.

Rikki got on her human knee between John Tyler 's leg, and put her hands on his second joint. 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 smash, and undid it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt loop and tossed it away from her. She undid the release to his dungaree, then slid the zipper down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the waistband of his jean and started to pull up them down to his knees, along with his underwear. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a corking cock. Not quite completely gruelling yet, and already stood at nearly 6 column inch 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 President Tyler's shaft. She wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"John 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 other guy before, her firstly boyfriend stopping point twelvemonth, but had blown him many multiplication and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her mouth, and placed both hands on his thighs again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as much in her mouth as she could. His cock tasted amazing, as did her last boyfriends. She let her hands roam his thigh, mouth never leaving his shaft. Her left hand found his balls, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her hand. She pulled Tyler's gumshoe out of her mouth, and began to blow and lick his clod while using her right hired hand to twitch him off. President Tyler moaned even flashy at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her sass to his dick, and dip it so oceanic abyss down her throat her mouth were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a couple seconds, swirling her spit around his dick, then pulled back to lead a breath. When she returned her mouth to his throbbing member, John Tyler placed his custody behind her head and started to push her into it while bucking his hips. Rikki could feel his turncock sliding down her pharynx as he face fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to suppress her gag reflex action, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting boldness fucked, she pulled away and took his dick back her helping hand. She was starting to get wet herself now. She loved the feeling of being grimace 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 fuck her, but she decided to save it for another time.

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

"Your sass !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her hand at the base of his shaft, engulfed his dick again. She started working her manus up and down a bit, while bobbing her heading and licking the tip of his cock. Tyler reached down and started to play with her boobs while she did this. He was in Heaven, and wouldn't survive much longer. After a brace minutes of this, he told her he was about to blow, and grabbed the back of her head and started to face fuck her again. His pecker hit the back of her pharynx, again and again, as he moaned loudly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yup ! Maybe I'll even award you again after writing it."Rikki said with a blink, then leaned forward, and licked some remaining cum off his shaft. 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 employment for her.

But for now, she knew she could sharpen on her other workplace .