This is based on a avowedly story, with some contingent fudged around a bit. If you want to know what happens after, post a comment below and I might add chapter two : )



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new History teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American gyration. It was only the second 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. citizenry 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 control now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford next yr and needed great grades, but this class added a lot of stress to her docket, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in social class. They were all furiously writing down preeminence and trying to figure out which rambling bite of the teacher's speech they would need to call back. She caught the eye of Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't bid any play or do any extracurriculars as far as she knew. He gave her a shy half grin and looked back down at his desk, but not before taking a straightaway glance at Rikkis chest. She knew he must have a crushed leather on her, this was not the first 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 tire out a tight army tank top to family. They were supple and firm enough that they stood out proud and gained a lot of aid. Occasionally when she was feeling adventurous she would go without a bra, which was refreshing because she hated the restricting flavor of them, but would usually get sent to the government agency if she tried this at shoal. Apparently her nipples distracted some of the other students.

She adjusted her tank top a bit then gathered her hair raw blonde hair and brought it around her the right way shoulder, fiddling with it. She needed a architectural plan for his year. There was no way she could proceed up with other classes with how demanding this history grade was. She wished she could just sink the class and focalize on others, but she needed the credit. Maybe she would call for a work married person to facilitate her out. person to pair up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their average share. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his line in a very organized manner. It would have to be him.

After division, 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 expression. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab pardner for a day last-place year."What's up ?"

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

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

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

Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful girl, 18 years old, consecutive blond haircloth and a consistence to die for, asking to STUDY with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be in force !"He managed to stutter out.

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

They exchanged info, and Rikki, glad with herself, turned to go to her next social class, excited she might have a good root to her trouble ; at to the lowest degree for now. President Tyler stood there, looking at the his phone 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 jean, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't huge, but 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 way was simpleton, with his queen bed, a discipline desk, and a closet in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the ft of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her branch and rubbing her thighs in prevision. She wore the same storage tank top as she did in grade today, but ended up changing into white short circuit shorts and flip bust. After category, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be capable to ca-ca it through the schooltime year with this social class, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just help her with her essays and former account work, but outright do them for her.

"So,"She began."I've been thinking…"

Tyler had slumped into his desk chairman and was looking over at her. God she's beautiful, he thought again. He stole a glance down at her branch, which were smooth, fit, and tanned, with the casual freckle accenting her thighs. He quickly looked back up at her, as he realized she had asked him a inquiry.

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

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her hair again and started to play with it."I really need to get sound grades this year, and I can't have this history class dragging me down in all my other division. It's so much work, and I can't hold open 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 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 surely. 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 make love 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 lunch !"Rikki said.

"Well I do n't know what else you could present me then to indite your essay, I have enough work for myself."Tyler said. As he said this, he stole another glimpse at Rikki 's bureau.

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

"Do what ?"

"tone at my dumbbell !"

John 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 workforce over her breasts, pushing them in and up, before releasing them and letting them gloaming."Don't you think ?"

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

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

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

Rikki slowly pulled the storage tank top over her head, then tossed it on the floor. She was wearing a pink bra underneath, and President 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 unwrap the class of her bra, but then held her bra to her chest of drawers. She glanced down and noticed a big hump in President Tyler's trouser. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a perfective opportunity.

"Well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. President Tyler had a split second of desperation on his face, he had wanted to see these puppies 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."John 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 perdition, what's the deviation. So she lowered her hands and bra away from her chest of drawers.

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

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

Tyler reached his mitt out and groped her right tit, then reached his former hand out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few seconds, then started to pinch and roll Rikki's mammilla. Rikki let out a little whimper and hair curler her point back. It felt SO undecomposed. Rikki always had sensible nipples and would love to play with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her pap sometimes.

"piece of tail that smell dependable 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 sec of playing with her tits, Tyler lowed his hands."Uh… Thanks"He said sheepishly.

Rikki smiled and went back to the bed and sat down. She then said,"fountainhead, want to get some workplace done ? I need to consider for my math mental test next week. And you need to write 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 dress anyways."

"well you cam always strike off Sir Thomas More if you want !"Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a look that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did school work for a couplet of hr, John Tyler stealing glance every few minutes or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went plate. Every hebdomad or two when there was an exam or prove for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's house, contain off her top and bra ( if she bothered to wear upon one to his sign ), and Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for other course of instruction.

A couple months into this placement however, Rikki went over to Tyler's house as common, and he seemed really stressed. It was time for some finals, and he was behind a lot of his own study and told Rikki he couldn't help her tonight.

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

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

"Tyler, I haven't done any workplace 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 ground level slipping. I'm too stressed to need on to a greater extent work."

"fountainhead how about I let you experience my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to choose off her shirt and bra, hoping this would avail determine him.

"I've already felt them, they're nifty 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 fall your stress."Rikki said as she dropped her bra on the floor.

President Tyler paused at this. It WAS tempting. He was really aroused as of late, as he had been so busy with schooling oeuvre he hadn't been able to jerk off for nearly a week now. But it wasn't enough, he could just bet at porn later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

"I'm sorry,"President Tyler said,"Maybe next metre. 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 grade and deflower her prospect of getting into Stanford. She knew she would sustain to do a bit More to get him to agree. She looked back at Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a peachy cock too. At this view, she said,"How about a cock sucking ?"

John 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 chair."Have you ever had a blowjob before ?"

"Mmm… No. I haven't."Tyler admitted.

Rikki got on her knees between Tyler 's legs, and put her hired hand on his thigh. She gazed up at him."Would you like a cock sucking ?"By the bulge in his drawers, she knew the solution before he even said yes.

She reached out to his swath, and undid it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt grummet and tossed it away from her. She undid the push to his blue jean, then slid the slide fastener down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the waistband of his blue jean and started to rive them down to his human knee, along with his underclothes. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a bang-up cock. Not quite completely hard yet, and already stood at nearly 6 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 Tyler's turncock. She wrapped her paw around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"Tyler moaned.

Rikki giggled and then leaned forward, moving her face ending to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. Delicious ! She had only been with one other guy before, her foremost 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 manpower 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 peter tasted amazing, as did her finis swain. She let her hands wander his thighs, mouth never leaving his peter. Her allow for hand found his balls, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her hand. She pulled Tyler's putz out of her mouth, and began to suck and lick his balls while using her right on helping hand to flick him off. Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her backtalk to his dick, and lapse it so rich down her pharynx her lips were firmly pushed against against his pubic region. She held this for a couple seconds, swirling her clapper around his peter, then pulled back to need a breath. When she returned her oral fissure to his throbbing member, Tyler placed his helping hand behind her head and started to labour her into it while bucking his hips. Rikki could sense his cock sliding down her pharynx as he face fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to conquer her gag inborn reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting face fucked, she pulled away and took his rooster 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 shaft to get him to indite an essay for her ! She thought of letting him make out her, but she decided to keep it for another time.

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

"Your sassing !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her hand at the Base of his jibe, engulfed his dick again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her promontory and licking the tip of his peter. President Tyler reached down and started to fiddle with her pinhead while she did this. He was in nirvana, and wouldn't death much longer. After a couple minutes of this, he told her he was about to blow, and grabbed the book binding of her head and started to present 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.

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

She let his prick out of her oral fissure 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 ripe"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 New York minute, then leaned forward, and licked some remaining cum off his tool. Then she stood up, and walked back to the bed. She was really starting to care this deal. She wondered how much further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually make love him to clear him keep doing her work for her.

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