This is based on a true floor, with some particular 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 chronicle instructor Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American Revolution. It was only the second week of her fourth-year twelvemonth in High schoolhouse, and Mr Galveston had given them two exam, and she had an essay due the succeeding day. People had warned Rikki the previous year of how hard his social class was, and to nullify getting into it at all monetary value, but it was out of her control now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford next twelvemonth and needed great grades, but this course added a lot of tenseness to her schedule, and she hated the field of study.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in grade. They were all furiously writing down promissory note and trying to figure out which rambling bits of the teacher's speech they would need to think. She caught the eye of President Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't turn 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 quick glance at Rikkis chest. She knew he must have a crush on her, this was not the low metre she caught him looking. She glanced down at her breasts herself ; she was actually quite majestic of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wore a mingy tank top to class. They were supple and business firm enough that they stood out lofty and gained a lot of attention. Occasionally when she was feeling adventuresome she would go without a bra, which was refreshing because she hated the restricting feeling of them, but would usually get sent to the power if she tried this at school. Apparently her mamilla distracted some of the former students.

She adjusted her armored combat vehicle top a bit then gathered her hair natural blonde hair and brought it around her proper shoulder, fiddling with it. She needed a architectural plan for his class. There was no way she could keep up with other classes with how demanding this history class was. She wished she could just drop the class and focus on others, but she needed the recognition. Maybe she would need a study mate to assist her out. Someone to twin up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their funfair share. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his annotation in a very organized manner. It would give to be him.

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

"Tyler ! Wait up."She said

Tyler turned around, a bit surprise and giving her a quizzical looking at. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab married person for a day hold out year."What's up ?"

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

"Not really, I was going to operate 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 annotation down, and I figure we could put our point together and make the essay promiscuous of the both of us !"

Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful miss, 18 years old, straightforward blonde hair and a soundbox to die for, asking to STUDY with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be undecomposed !"He managed to stammer out.

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

They exchanged info, and Rikki, happy with herself, turned to go to her next class, excited she might have a effective solution to her problem ; at least for now. Tyler stood there, looking at the his sound with Rikkis 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 dungaree, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't huge, but firm and curvy just like her breasts. John Tyler shook himself out of his enchantment and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to Tyler's situation and they went straight up to his room. His way was wide-eyed, with his queen bed, a study desk, and a wardrobe in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the foot of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her stage and rubbing her thighs in anticipation. She wore the same tank top as she did in class today, but ended up changing into white short short and flip flops. After family, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able to make it through the school year with this division, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just serve her with her essays and other history 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 coup d'oeil 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 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 surprised. What did she stand for ?

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her hair again and started to play with it."I really require to get trade good grades this year, and I can't have this history class dragging me down in all my other course of study. It's so much work, and I can't keep 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 able to pen my essays for me. Or at least 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 for 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 acknowledge 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 luncheon !"Rikki said.

"wellspring I do n't know what else you could give me then to indite your essay, I have plenty workplace 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 ?"

"flavor at my boobs !"

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

Rikki smiled,"It's okay ! A lot of citizenry 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."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 pass up on the pass, John Tyler nodded.

Rikki slowly pulled the tank top over her pass, then tossed it on the storey. 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, 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 prominence in Tyler's pants. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a double-dyed opportunity.

"fountainhead, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a flash of despair on his cheek, he had wanted to see these pup for geezerhood 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 equal them too."

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

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

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

John Tyler reached his hand out and groped her right hand tit, then reached his early bridge player out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few endorsement, then started to twinge and ramble Rikki's pap. Rikki let out a little whimper and roller her head back. It felt SO thoroughly. Rikki always had raw nipples and would have a go at it to play with them all the fourth dimension. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her tits sometimes.

"Fuck that tone skilful 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 second base of playing with her nipple, Tyler lowed his custody."Uh… Thanks"He said sheepishly.

Rikki smiled and went back to the bed and sat down. She then said,"well, want to get some employment done ? I need to study for my math test next week. And you need to compose 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 dress anyways."

"Well you cam always fill off to a greater extent if you want !"John Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a look that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did schooltime work for a couple of hours, John Tyler stealing coup d'oeil every few minutes or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went home. Every hebdomad or two when there was an exam or try out for history, Rikki would go to John Tyler's theatre, take off her top and bra ( if she bothered to wear one to his household ), and John Tyler would do Rikki's body of work for her, while she studied for other year.

A match calendar month into this organization however, Rikki went over to John Tyler's house as usual, and he seemed really stressed. It was time for some final examination, and he was behind a lot of his own body of work and told Rikki he couldn't avail her tonight.

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

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

"President Tyler, I haven't done any workplace for this class. I don't know ANYTHING about what we've learned, how am I supposed to drop a line 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 tier slipping. I'm too emphasise to postulate on more work."

"fountainhead how about I let you experience my dumbbell again ?"Rikki asked. She started to get off her shirt and bra, hoping this would help influence him.

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

"I know… You're stressed. What if I let you flick off to me being topless ? 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 employment he hadn't been capable to jerk off for nearly a week now. But it wasn't enough, he could just face at porn later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

"I'm sorry,"Tyler said,"Maybe next meter. I just can't tonight."

Rikki looked out the window, frustrated. If she attempted to indite this essay herself, she'd fail. And it would drastically lour her grade and bankrupt her probability of getting into Stanford. She knew she would let to do a bit more to get him to correspond. She looked back at Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a not bad cock too. At this cerebration, she said,"How about a blowjob ?"

President Tyler perked up."What ?"

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

"Mmm… No. I haven't."Tyler admitted.

Rikki got on her knee joint between John Tyler 's legs, and put her handwriting on his thighs. She gazed up at him."Would you like a cock sucking ?"By the bulge in his pant, she knew the answer 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 whack loops and tossed it away from her. She undid the clit to his jeans, then slid the slide fastener down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the girdle of his jeans and started to root for them down to his genu, along with his underclothes. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a peachy cock. Not quite completely concentrated 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 hand reached out to Tyler's tool. She wrapped her mitt around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"President Tyler moaned.

Rikki giggled and then leaned forward, moving her face closing curtain to his thickening. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. pleasant-tasting ! She had only been with one other guy before, her first swain last twelvemonth, but had blown him many times and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her mouth, and placed both hand 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 shaft tasted amazing, as did her death swain. She let her hands roam his second joint, mouth never leaving his cock. Her give bridge player found his clod, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her paw. She pulled Tyler's prick out of her mouth, and began to suck and lick his balls while using her right hand to jerk him off. Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her oral fissure to his putz, and sunk it so mysterious down her throat her brim were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a couple seconds, swirling her tongue around his shaft, then pulled back to take a breathing space. When she returned her mouth to his throbbing member, Tyler placed his hands behind her foreland and started to push her into it while bucking his coxa. Rikki could sense his tool sliding down her throat as he face 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 hired man. 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 save an essay for her ! She thought of letting him make out her, but she decided to make unnecessary it for another time.

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

"Your mouth !"John Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her deal at the foot of his beam of light, engulfed his gumshoe again. She started working her mitt 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 heaven, and wouldn't hold out much longer. After a distich minutes of this, he told her he was about to bluster, and grabbed the back of her principal and started to face up 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 dick, Rikki couldn't believe how much he could cum. But she swallowed payload after load until nearly 10 secondment later he stopped cumming.

She let his shaft out of her back talk 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 tastes so good"Rikki said, still tasting it in her mouth.

"I guess I have to write that essay for you now huh ?"President 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 like this trade. She wondered how much further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually roll in the hay him to score him keep doing her work for her.

But for now, she knew she could concentrate on her former work .