This is based on a genuine story, with some particular fudged around a bit. If you want to acknowledge what happens after, post a remark below and I might add chapter two : )



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new account teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American Revolution. It was only the endorse week of her elderly twelvemonth in High School, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the adjacent day. People had warned Rikki the former year of how difficult his class was, and to avoid getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her ascendency now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford University side by side class and needed enceinte grad, but this course of instruction added a lot of stress to her schedule, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down eminence and trying to figure out which rambling bits of the instructor's speech they would postulate to remember. 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 warm glance at Rikkis chest of drawers. She knew he must ingest a calf love on her, this was not the showtime time she caught him looking. She glanced down at her breasts herself ; she was actually quite proud of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wore a tight tank top to socio-economic class. They were supple and firm enough that they stood out proud and gained a lot of tending. Occasionally when she was feeling adventurous she would go without a bra, which was refreshing because she hated the restricting tone of them, but would usually get sent to the place if she tried this at school. Apparently her pap distracted some of the other student.

She adjusted her tank car top a bit then gathered her hairsbreadth born blonde hair's-breadth and brought it around her right shoulder joint, fiddling with it. She needed a programme for his year. There was no way she could keep up with early grade with how demanding this history class was. She wished she could just drop the class and rivet on others, but she needed the citation. Maybe she would need a sketch partner to help her out. person to pair up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their fairish parcel. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his notes in a very organized way. It would have to be him.

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

"President Tyler ! time lag up."She said

John 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 partners for a day last yr."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 shape on it when I got home tonight."

"Did you want to indite it together ? I was really distracted today during class and didn't get many promissory note down, and I figure we could put our head word together and make the essay easier of the both of us !"

Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful girl, 18 twelvemonth old, straight blonde hairsbreadth and a body to die for, asking to STUDY with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be good !"He managed to falter out.

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

They exchanged information, and Rikki, happy with herself, turned to go to her side by side class, excited she might have a skilful answer to her problem ; at least for now. President Tyler stood there, looking at the his earpiece with Rikkis number that just got programmed into it, and looked up to her walking away.

God, he thought, calculate at that ass. Rikki was wearing her slimmest jean, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't Brobdingnagian, but firm and curvy just like her titty. President Tyler shook himself out of his trance and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to President Tyler's place and they went straight up to his elbow room. His elbow room was bare, with his fagot bed, a discipline desk, and a closet in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the understructure of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her legs and rubbing her thigh in prevision. She wore the same tank top as she did in division today, but ended up changing into white short underdrawers and pass flops. After class, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be capable to clear it through the school year with this course of instruction, 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…"

President Tyler had slumped into his desk hot seat 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 thighs. He quickly looked back up at her, as he realized she had asked him a enquiry.

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

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

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

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her tomentum again and started to play with it."I really demand to get good grad this year, and I can't have this account class dragging me down in all my other form. It's so much piece of work, and I can't keep up with it all. And you seem to be really good at the subject and taking all these musical note 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 ?"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 cause 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 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 ?"

"Look at my boobs !"

John Tyler shifted uncomfortably in his keister 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 chest, pushing them in and up, before releasing them and letting them drop."Don't you think ?"

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

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

Not wanting to kick the bucket up on the offer, Tyler nodded.

Rikki slowly pulled the tank top over her capitulum, 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 touch, Rikki reached behind her and unmake the class of her bra, but then held her bra to her chest. She glanced down and noticed a big protrusion in Tyler's pants. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a pure opportunity.

"Well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a flash of despair on his typeface, he had wanted to see these puppies for old age and they were right there, gear up 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 hell, what's the difference. So she lowered her hands and bra away from her breast.

Tyler let out a minuscule 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 right field tit, then reached his early hand out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few moment, then started to purloin and vagabond Rikki's nipples. Rikki let out a little whimper and hair curler her head back. It felt SO good. Rikki always had sensitive nipples and would fuck to toy with them all the sentence. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her tits sometimes.

"Fuck that feels upright 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 Sir Thomas More secondment of playing with her tit, President 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 work done ? I need to study for my math exam next hebdomad. 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 take off more if you want !"Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a look that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did schooling employment for a couple of 60 minutes, Tyler stealing glance every few hour or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went home. Every hebdomad or two when there was an exam or essay for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's star sign, take off her top and bra ( if she bothered to wear one to his house ), and President Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for other year.

A couple months into this arrangement however, Rikki went over to Tyler's house as usual, 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 worth 30 % of my degree !"Rikki exclaimed.

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

"Tyler, I haven't done any work for this category. 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 score slipping. I'm too stressed to aim on More work."

"wellspring how about I let you palpate 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 jerk off to me being bare-breasted ? That might help diminish 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 porn later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

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

Rikki looked out the window, frustrated. If she attempted to drop a line this essay herself, she'd fail. And it would drastically get down her class and ruin 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 President Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a great dick too. At this thought process, she said,"How about a blowjob ?"

Tyler perked up."What ?"

"I can suck 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 genu between President Tyler 's legs, 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 solution before he even said yes.

She reached out to his belt, and unmake it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt grommet and tossed it away from her. She undid the release to his blue jean, then slid the zipper down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the cincture of his jeans and started to displume them down to his knees, along with his underwear. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a with child 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 handwriting reached out to Tyler's cock. She wrapped her manus around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"John Tyler moaned.

Rikki giggled and then leaned forward, moving her face finis 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 backtalk, and placed both hands on his thigh again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as much in her backtalk as she could. His dick tasted awesome, as did her cobbler's last boyfriends. She let her hands range his thighs, mouth never leaving his cock. Her left hand found his balls, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her deal. She pulled President Tyler's dick out of her mouth, and began to breastfeed and lick his balls while using her proper hand to yank him off. Tyler moaned even tacky at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her oral cavity to his prick, and sunk it so deeply down her throat her lip were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a couple seconds, swirling her lingua around his dick, then pulled back to choose a intimation. When she returned her oral fissure to his throbbing member, Tyler placed his manpower behind her head and started to labor her into it while bucking his hips. Rikki could feel his rooster sliding down her throat as he aspect 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 face 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 tool to get him to save an essay for her ! She thought of letting him fuck her, but she decided to relieve 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 paw at the foundation of his shaft, engulfed his dick again. She started working her hired man up and down a bit, while bobbing her head and licking the tip of his dick. Tyler reached down and started to play with her boobs while she did this. He was in promised land, and wouldn't last much longer. After a duad minutes of this, he told her he was about to fellate, and grabbed the back of her foreland and started to front fuck her again. His cock hit the back of her throat, again and again, as he moaned loudly.

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

spirt after spurt came rushing out of his gumshoe, Rikki couldn't believe how very much he could cum. But she swallowed shipment after payload until nearly 10 secondment later he stopped cumming.

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

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

"I'm gladiola you liked it ! You're cum tastes 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 blink of an eye, then leaned forward, and licked some remaining cum off his gumshoe. Then she stood up, and walked back to the bed. She was really starting to wish this lot. She wondered how very much further they would end up going, and if she would birth to eventually be intimate him to micturate him keep doing her piece of work for her.

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