This is based on a confessedly story, with some details fudged around a bit. If you want to be intimate what happens after, post a input below and I might add chapter two : )



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new History instructor Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American Revolution. It was only the secondment calendar week of her Senior year 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 premature year of how difficult his category was, and to avoid getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her ascendence now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford next year and needed great grades, but this socio-economic class added a lot of stress to her schedule, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the way at everyone else in form. They were all furiously writing down line and trying to figure out which rambling bite of the teacher's voice communication they would want to retrieve. She caught the eye of Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't play any mutant 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 coup d'oeil at Rikkis chest. She knew he must birth a crush on her, this was not the initiative prison term 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 put on a pixilated tank top to class. They were svelte and firm enough that they stood out majestic 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 feeling of them, but would usually get sent to the federal agency if she tried this at school. Apparently her teat distracted some of the other bookman.

She adjusted her tank top a bit then gathered her hair cancel blond hair and brought it around her right shoulder, fiddling with it. She needed a design for his year. There was no way she could keep up with other family with how demanding this history course was. She wished she could just dismiss the class and rivet on others, but she needed the credit entry. Maybe she would need a study partner to help her out. Someone to copulate up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their fair parcel. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his notes in a very unionized style. It would cause to be him.

After form, 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 look. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab mate for a day finally year."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 form on it when I got home tonight."

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

Tyler paused for a mo, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful girlfriend, 18 eld old, straight blonde hair and a body to die for, asking to study with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be good !"He managed to stutter out.

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

They exchanged info, and Rikki, happy with herself, turned to go to her next family, excited she might have a good result to her job ; at to the lowest degree for now. Tyler stood there, looking at the his sound with Rikkis act that just got programmed into it, and looked up to her walking away.

God, he thought, count at that ass. Rikki was wearing her slimmest jeans, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't huge, but business firm and curvy just like her breasts. Tyler shook himself out of his spell and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to Tyler's place and they went straight up to his room. His room was dim-witted, with his queen bed, a sketch desk, and a closet in it. Rikki dropped her knapsack at the human foot of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her legs and rubbing her thighs in prevision. She wore the Lapplander tank top as she did in socio-economic class today, but ended up changing into white short shorts and somersault flops. After course of study, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able-bodied to micturate it through the school year with this family, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just help her with her essays and other history workplace, but outright do them for her.

"So,"She began."I've been thinking…"

John Tyler had slumped into his desk chair and was looking over at her. God she's beautiful, he thought again. He stole a coup d'oeil down at her ramification, 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 interrogative sentence.

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

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her tomentum again and started to play with it."I really need to get trade good grades this year, and I can't have this history class dragging me down in all my other class. It's so much work, and I can't prevent up with it all. And you seem to be really good at the subject and taking all these line and… I was hoping you'd be able to save my essays for me. Or at to the lowest degree this one."

"You want me to spell my own essay AND yours ?"Tyler asked, puzzled."What would I get out of that ?"

"I'm not trusted. 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 body of work, she just didn't love how far she would accept 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 tiffin !"Rikki said.

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

"Look at my breast !"

Tyler shifted uncomfortably in his place 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 manpower over her boob, pushing them in and up, before releasing them and letting them twilight."Don't you think ?"

"I- I mean yeah. No yeah, they're great."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 tank top.

Not wanting to blow over up on the offer, Tyler nodded.

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

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

"Well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a flash lamp of desperation on his face, he had wanted to see these puppy 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 refer them too."

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

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

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

Tyler reached his hand out and groped her the right way tit, then reached his other hand out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few seconds, then started to top and range Rikki's nipples. Rikki let out a short whimper and roller her school principal back. It felt SO dependable. Rikki always had sensitive nipples and would bed to represent with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her tit sometimes.

"Fuck that look dear 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 seconds of playing with her titmouse, Tyler lowed his men."Uh… Thanks"He said sheepishly.

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

"Sure, lets get something done !"President 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 !"John Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a spirit that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did school employment for a duo of hours, John Tyler stealing glances every few minutes 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 family, 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 other form.

A yoke months into this arrangement however, Rikki went over to Tyler's mansion as usual, and he seemed really stressed. It was clip for some final, and he was behind a lot of his own workplace and told Rikki he couldn't service her tonight.

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

"You'll just have to save it yourself, I don't have time tonight."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 publish 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 course slipping. I'm too stressed to take on more than work."

"fountainhead how about I let you feel my tit again ?"Rikki asked. She started to deal off her shirt and bra, hoping this would help 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 braless ? That might help lessen 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 shoal work he hadn't been able to hitch off for nearly a week now. But it wasn't enough, he could just attend at porn 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 save this essay herself, she'd fail. And it would drastically lower her grade and bankrupt her chances of getting into Leland Stanford. She knew she would ingest to do a bit more than to get him to agree. She looked back at Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a great cock too. At this sentiment, she said,"How about a blowjob ?"

Tyler perked up."What ?"

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

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

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

She reached out to his belt, and undo it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt loops and tossed it away from her. She undid the clitoris to his jean, then slid the zip down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the waistcloth of his jeans and started to pull them down to his genu, along with his underwear. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a great shaft. Not quite completely severely yet, and already stood at nearly 6 in long. Uncut, with some precum already oozing out of the tip. He even kept himself trimmed.

"Mmmm"Rikki purred as her deal 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 font close to his thickening. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. pleasant-tasting ! She had only been with one early guy before, her for the first time 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 men on his thighs again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as very much in her sassing as she could. His dick tasted awful, as did her live on beau. She let her hands cast his thighs, mouth never leaving his cock. Her get out hand found his balls, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her mitt. She pulled John Tyler's cock out of her oral fissure, and began to suck and lick his globe while using her flop hand to jerk him off. John Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her mouth to his dick, and sunk it so deep down her throat her sassing were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a couple seconds, swirling her tongue around his putz, then pulled back to take a breath. When she returned her back talk to his throbbing member, Tyler placed his hands behind her head and started to push her into it while bucking his pelvic girdle. Rikki could experience his putz sliding down her throat as he face fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to inhibit her gag reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting font 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 putz to get him to save an essay for her ! She thought of letting him make love her, but she decided to save it for another time.

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

"Your mouth !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her script at the base of his diaphysis, engulfed his peter again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her head and licking the tip of his prick. John Tyler reached down and started to act as with her dope while she did this. He was in heaven, and wouldn't final much longer. After a couple minutes of this, he told her he was about to blow, and grabbed the back of her head teacher and started to face up fuck her again. His stopcock hit the back of her throat, again and again, as he moaned loudly.

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

Spurt after jet came rushing out of his tool, 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 peter out of her back talk with a pop, and they both started to laugh.

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

"I'm gladiolus you liked it ! You're cum tastes so honest"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 nictitation, 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 like this deal. She wondered how practically further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually fuck him to create him keep doing her work for her.

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