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



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new chronicle teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American revolution. It was only the second calendar week of her Senior yr in High school, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the next day. People had warned Rikki the previous twelvemonth of how hard his class was, and to stave off getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her control now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford University next year and needed outstanding score, but this year added a lot of accent to her docket, and she hated the depicted object.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down musical note and trying to figure out which rambling bits of the teacher's oral communication they would need to remember. She caught the eye of Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't drama any sports or do any extracurriculars as far as she knew. He gave her a shy one-half smile and looked back down at his desk, but not before taking a nimble glance at Rikkis pectus. She knew he must have a puppy love on her, this was not the first fourth dimension she caught him looking. She glanced down at her chest herself ; she was actually quite lofty of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wore a tight tank top to class. They were supple and firmly enough that they stood out proud and gained a lot of care. Occasionally when she was feeling adventurous she would go without a bra, which was refreshing because she hated the restricting feeling of them, but would usually get sent to the office if she tried this at school. Apparently her nipples distracted some of the former students.

She adjusted her tank top a bit then gathered her hair raw blonde hair and brought it around her right on shoulder, 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 account class was. She wished she could just drop the class and focus on others, but she needed the credits. Maybe she would require a study pardner to help her out. individual to pair 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 short letter in a very organized personal manner. It would cause to be him.

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

"John Tyler ! Wait up."She said

Tyler turned around, a bit surprise and giving her a quizzical look. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab better half for a day go yr."What's up ?"

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

"Not really, I was going to make for on it when I got home tonight."

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

John Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful miss, 18 twelvemonth old, full-strength blonde hair and a body to die for, asking to field of study with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be good !"He managed to bumble out.

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

They exchanged information, and Rikki, glad with herself, turned to go to her next class, excited she might have a upright solution to her job ; at to the lowest degree for now. Tyler stood there, looking at the his telephone with Rikkis identification 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 business firm and curvy just like her white meat. President Tyler shook himself out of his trance and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to Tyler's post and they went straight up to his room. His room was simple, with his pouf bed, a study desk, and a closet in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the foot of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her legs and rubbing her thigh in anticipation. She wore the Lapplander armored combat vehicle top as she did in category today, but ended up changing into whiten short shorts and summersault washout. After class, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able to make it through the school yr with this class, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just help her with her essays and other 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 thigh. He quickly looked back up at her, as he realized she had asked him a head.

"Sorry, what was that ?"President Tyler asked.

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

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

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her hair again and started to roleplay with it."I really need to get good grades this year, and I can't have this history class dragging me down in all my other classes. It's so lots employment, and I can't preserve up with it all. And you seem to be really adept at the subject and taking all these greenback and… I was hoping you'd be able to write my essays for me. Or at least this one."

"You want me to publish 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 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 dejeuner !"Rikki said.

"Well I do n't live what else you could give me then to write your essay, I have enough 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 ?"

"expression at my bosom !"

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

Rikki smiled,"It's okay ! A lot of masses 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."John Tyler said, not believing she just fondled herself in front of him.

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

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

Rikki slowly pulled the tank top over her head, then tossed it on the floor. 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 clitoris pierced.

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

"fountainhead, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. John Tyler had a flash of desperation on his face, he had wanted to see these puppies for years and they were right there, cook 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 touch them too."

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

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

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

Tyler reached his hired hand out and groped her right tit, then reached his other hand out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few seconds, then started to pinch and undulate Rikki's pap. Rikki let out a lilliputian whimper and hair curler her head back. It felt SO good. Rikki always had spiritualist nipples and would sleep with to work with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her mamilla sometimes.

"Fuck that spirit 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 more minute of playing with her tits, John Tyler lowed his hired man."Uh… Thanks"He said sheepishly.

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

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

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

"Well you cam always take off more if you want !"John Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a look that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did schooling workplace for a distich of 60 minutes, President Tyler stealing glances every few arcminute or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went house. Every week or two when there was an exam or try out for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's house, have off her top and bra ( if she bothered to wear off one to his business firm ), and President Tyler would do Rikki's study for her, while she studied for other classes.

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

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

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

"Tyler, I haven't done any work for this class. 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 mark slipping. I'm too stressed to film on Thomas More work."

"wellspring how about I let you finger my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to take off her shirt and bra, hoping this would help work 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 jerk off to me being bare-breasted ? That might help oneself decrease your stress."Rikki said as she dropped her bra on the floor.

John Tyler paused at this. It WAS tempting. He was really horny as of former, as he had been so busy with school employment he hadn't been able to flick off for nearly a hebdomad now. But it wasn't enough, he could just depend at smut later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

"I'm sorry,"Tyler said,"Maybe next time. 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 bring down her grade and destroy her chances of getting into Stanford. She knew she would have to do a bit more to get him to fit in. She looked back at Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a groovy pecker too. At this thought, she said,"How about a blowjob ?"

Tyler perked up."What ?"

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

"Mmm… No. I haven't."Tyler admitted.

Rikki got on her knees between Tyler 's leg, and put her workforce 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 rap, and undid it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt loop-the-loop and tossed it away from her. She undid the clitoris to his dungaree, 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 cock sprang up ; it was indeed a great cock. Not quite completely grueling 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 President Tyler's cock. 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 aspect close to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. Delicious ! She had only been with one other guy before, her beginning beau finally class, but had blown him many times and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her mouth, and placed both paw on his thighs again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as often in her oral fissure as she could. His dick tasted amazing, as did her end young man. She let her hands cast his thighs, mouth never leaving his stopcock. Her depart hand found his balls, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her hand. She pulled Tyler's cock out of her mouth, and began to suck and lap up his ballock while using her correctly deal to jerk him off. Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her mouth to his dick, and slide down it so deep down her throat her lips were firmly pushed against against his pubic bone. She held this for a couple seconds, swirling her clapper around his gumshoe, then pulled back to take a breath. When she returned her mouth to his throbbing member, President Tyler placed his manpower behind her head and started to push her into it while bucking his hips. Rikki could feel his dick sliding down her pharynx as he side fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to curb her gag reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting face fucked, she pulled away and took his cock back her helping hand. She was starting to get wet herself now. She loved the tone of being human 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 fuck her, but she decided to spare it for another time.

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

"Your mouth !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her helping hand at the base of his shaft, engulfed his cock again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her pass and licking the tip of his peter. President Tyler reached down and started to bring with her dummy while she did this. He was in heaven, and wouldn't last much longer. After a pair minutes of this, he told her he was about to squander, and grabbed the book binding of her head and started to face fuck her again. His shaft hit the spinal column of her pharynx, again and again, as he moaned loudly.

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

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

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

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

"I'm glad you liked it ! You're cum appreciation so dear"Rikki said, still tasting it in her mouth.

"I guess I have to write 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 wish this wad. She wondered how much further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually jazz him to make him keep doing her body of work for her.

But for now, she knew she could focus on her early piece of work .