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



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new History teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American language revolution. It was only the second week of her Senior year in highschool schooltime, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the side by side day. People had warned Rikki the previous year of how difficult his class was, and to avoid getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her restraint now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford succeeding year and needed great grade, but this family added a lot of tenseness to her schedule, and she hated the case.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down government note and trying to cipher out which rambling piece of the instructor's spoken communication they would require to recollect. She caught the eye of President Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't play any sportswoman or do any extracurriculars as far as she knew. He gave her a shy half grinning and looked back down at his desk, but not before taking a quick coup d'oeil at Rikkis chest. She knew he must receive a crush on her, this was not the first prison term she caught him looking. She glanced down at her knocker herself ; she was actually quite proud of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just get into a soused armoured combat vehicle top to class. They were supple and unfluctuating 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 feeling of them, but would usually get sent to the office if she tried this at school. Apparently her nipples distracted some of the early scholarly person.

She adjusted her army tank top a bit then gathered her tomentum cancel blonde hair and brought it around her proper shoulder, fiddling with it. She needed a plan for his class. 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 division and focalise on others, but she needed the credits. Maybe she would need a study partner to help her out. someone to pair up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their fair ploughshare. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his promissory note in a very organise way. It would stimulate to be him.

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

"Tyler ! hold 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 last 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 puzzle out 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 distinction down, and I figure we could put our foreland together and make the essay easier of the both of us !"

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

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

They exchanged data, and Rikki, happy with herself, turned to go to her future category, excited she might give birth a good solution to her problem ; at least for now. Tyler stood there, looking at the his phone with Rikkis figure 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 jeans, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't Brobdingnagian, but firm and curvy just like her breasts. John Tyler shook himself out of his trance and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to Tyler's place and they went straight up to his way. His room was simple, with his queen bed, a study desk, and a closet in it. Rikki dropped her haversack at the foot of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her ramification and rubbing her second joint in anticipation. She wore the same tankful top as she did in class today, but ended up changing into white light trunks and flip flops. After social class, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able to cook it through the school year with this class, so she was going to try and get President Tyler to not just help oneself her with her essays and early history oeuvre, but outright do them for her.

"So,"She began."I've been thinking…"

Tyler had slumped into his desk chairwoman 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 to a greater extent helper than I let on earlier."

"Oh ?"President Tyler asked, a bit surprised. What did she have in mind ?

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her haircloth again and started to play with it."I really need to get good grades this year, and I can't have this story division dragging me down in all my other classes. It's so very much body of work, and I can't go on up with it all. And you seem to be really good at the subject and taking all these notes and… I was hoping you'd be capable to write 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 workplace, she just didn't love how far she would take in to go to get it.

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

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

"well I do n't know what else you could pass on me then to write your essay, I have enough work for myself."Tyler said. As he said this, he stole another coup d'oeil at Rikki 's breast.

"I notice you do that a lot."Rikki claimed.

"Do what ?"

"Look at my knocker !"

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 handwriting over her knocker, 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."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 surpass up on the offer, John Tyler nodded.

Rikki slowly pulled the tank top over her brain, then tossed it on the floor. She was wearing a pink 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 lens, Rikki reached behind her and undid the class of her bra, but then held her bra to her dresser. She glanced down and noticed a big hump in Tyler's pants. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a gross opportunity.

"Well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a ostentation of desperation on his face, he had wanted to see these pup 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 touch them too."

Rikki considered this for a second, and figured what the hellhole, what's the difference. So she lowered her bridge player and bra away from her chest.

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

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

Tyler reached his 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 drift Rikki's nipple. Rikki let out a fiddling whimper and roller her head back. It felt SO skilful. Rikki always had spiritualist teat and would sleep together to play with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her tits sometimes.

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

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

"Oh I figured."Laughed Rikki.

After a pair more endorsement of playing with her tits, John Tyler lowed his paw."Uh… Thanks"He said sheepishly.

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

"Sure, lets get something done !"President Tyler said."Are uh… You going to ride out shirtless ?"

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

"wellspring 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 couple of hours, Tyler stealing coup d'oeil every few minutes or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went plate. Every week or two when there was an test or essay for history, Rikki would go to John Tyler's house, 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 former classes.

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

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

"You'll just have to drop a line it yourself, I don't have metre tonight."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 pen this essay ?"

"I don't KNOW !"John 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 submit off her shirt and bra, hoping this would help influence him.

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

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

President Tyler paused at this. It WAS tempting. He was really horny as of tardy, as he had been so busy with school employment he hadn't been able-bodied to jerk off for nearly a calendar 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 future meter. I just can't tonight."

Rikki looked out the window, frustrated. If she attempted to write this essay herself, she'd fail. And it would drastically lower her score and ruin her chances of getting into Stanford. She knew she would have got 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 thought, she said,"How about a blowjob ?"

Tyler perked up."What ?"

"I can soak up your dick,"Rikki said slyly, rising up from the bed. She started to walk over towards 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 John Tyler 's legs, and put her workforce on his thigh. She gazed up at him."Would you like a blowjob ?"By the protuberance in his pants, she knew the answer before he even said yes.

She reached out to his whang, and unmake it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the bash loop and tossed it away from her. She undid the clit to his dungaree, then slid the slide fastener down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the waistband of his jeans and started to draw in them down to his stifle, along with his underwear. His pecker sprang up ; it was indeed a keen rooster. 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 deal reached out to President Tyler's hammer. 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 typeface ending to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. Delicious ! She had only been with one former guy before, her low gear boyfriend last year, but had blown him many times and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her mouth, and placed both hands on his second joint again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as much in her mouthpiece as she could. His putz tasted amazing, as did her last young man. She let her hands roam his thigh, mouth never leaving his rooster. Her left hand found his Lucille Ball, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her manus. She pulled John Tyler's prick out of her sassing, and began to take up and lick his balls while using her right script to twitch him off. Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her lip to his gumshoe, and sunk it so deep down her throat her lips were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a twosome seconds, swirling her clapper around his hawkshaw, then pulled back to take a breath. When she returned her mouth to his throbbing extremity, Tyler placed his manus behind her read/write head and started to push her into it while bucking his pelvic arch. Rikki could feel his cock sliding down her pharynx as he font fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to suppress her gag reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting case fucked, she pulled away and took his cock back her manus. 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 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 oral cavity or on my tits ?"She asked him.

"Your mouth !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her bridge player at the nucleotide of his ray of light, engulfed his shaft again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her head and licking the tip of his shaft. Tyler reached down and started to play with her dummy while she did this. He was in nirvana, and wouldn't hold up much longer. After a couple 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 cock hit the binding of her pharynx, again and again, as he moaned loudly.

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

jet after spurt came rushing out of his dick, Rikki couldn't believe how a good deal he could cum. But she swallowed payload after load until nearly 10 bit later he stopped cumming.

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

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

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

"I guess I have to drop a line 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 peter. Then she stood up, and walked back to the bed. She was really starting to like this passel. She wondered how much further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually fuck him to prepare him keep doing her work for her.

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