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



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new story teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American English Revolution. It was only the s week of her elderly year in High schooling, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the side by side day. the great unwashed had warned Rikki the previous year of how difficult his class was, and to avert getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her control now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford side by side year and needed great grad, but this class added a lot of focus to her schedule, and she hated the guinea pig.

Rikki glanced around the way at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down billet and trying to project out which rambling bits of the teacher's speech communication they would need to remember. She caught the eye of John Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't bid any sportswoman 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 quick glance at Rikkis chest of drawers. She knew he must possess a crush on her, this was not the first time she caught him looking. She glanced down at her tit herself ; she was actually quite proud of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wore a tight armored combat vehicle top to socio-economic class. They were sylphlike and firm enough that they stood out proud and gained a lot of attention. Occasionally when she was feeling adventurous she would go without a bra, which was refreshing because she hated the restricting notion of them, but would usually get sent to the office if she tried this at school. Apparently her mammilla distracted some of the other scholarly person.

She adjusted her tank car top a bit then gathered her hair instinctive blonde hair and brought it around her proper shoulder, fiddling with it. She needed a program for his year. There was no way she could keep up with other course of study with how demanding this chronicle class was. She wished she could just shed the year and pore on others, but she needed the credits. Maybe she would require a study spouse to serve her out. Someone to pair up with and try to get them to do a bit Thomas More of their fair share. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his tone in a very mastermind way. It would have to be him.

After course of instruction, she approached him as he was walking towards his next division.

"Tyler ! Wait up."She said

Tyler turned around, a bit storm and giving her a quizzical look. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab partners for a day finale 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 work on it when I got home tonight."

"Did you want to write it together ? I was really distracted today during division and didn't get many banknote down, and I figure we could put our heads together and take a leak the essay prosperous of the both of us !"

President Tyler paused for a second, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful lady friend, 18 years old, straightaway blonde hair's-breadth and a organic structure to die for, asking to STUDY with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be well !"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 class, excited she might cause a effective result to her problem ; at least for now. President Tyler stood there, looking at the his phone with Rikkis telephone 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 vast, but firm and curvy just like her breasts. Tyler shook himself out of his trance and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to Tyler's spot and they went straight up to his room. His way was simple, with his pansy bed, a cogitation desk, and a cupboard in it. Rikki dropped her haversack at the metrical unit of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her wooden leg and rubbing her thigh in anticipation. She wore the Sami tank top as she did in division today, but ended up changing into Patrick Victor Martindale White short short pants and flip flops. After course of instruction, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able to prepare it through the school year with this class, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just help her with her essays and early story oeuvre, 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 glance down at her branch, which were smooth, fit, and tanned, with the occasional lentigo accenting her thigh. 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 More help than I let on earlier."

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

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her hair again and started to meet with it."I really demand to get serious grades this year, and I can't have this story family dragging me down in all my early classes. It's so often body of work, and I can't keep up with it all. And you seem to be really good at the field of study and taking all these musical note and… I was hoping you'd be capable to write my essays for me. Or at to the lowest degree this one."

"You want me to compose 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 work, she just didn't know 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 have sex what else you could consecrate 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 ?"

"expression at my boobs !"

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

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

"Would you like to see them ?"Rikki asked, playing with the keister of her armoured combat vehicle top.

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

Rikki slowly pulled the tank top over her head, then tossed it on the flooring. 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 push button pierced.

Not breaking eye contact, Rikki reached behind her and untie the course of her bra, but then held her bra to her chest. She glanced down and noticed a big bulge in President Tyler's trouser. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a perfect opportunity.

"Well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a twinkling of desperation on his nerve, he had wanted to see these puppies for years and they were right there, set up to be seen."I mean,"Rikki continued,"What 's my inducement ?"

"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 meet them too."

Rikki considered this for a second, and figured what the sin, what's the difference. So she lowered her men and bra away from her thorax.

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

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

John Tyler reached his handwriting out and groped her right tit, then reached his other hired hand out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few secondment, then started to pinch and wrap Rikki's mammilla. Rikki let out a little whine and crimper her head back. It felt SO unspoiled. Rikki always had sensitive mammilla and would get laid to play with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her bosom sometimes.

"Fuck that flavour good Tyler."Rikki purred, as he looked up at her and grinned.

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

"Oh I figured."Laughed Rikki.

After a couple more endorsement of playing with her knocker, President Tyler lowed his deal."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 meditate for my math test next week. And you need to indite my chronicle 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 wearing apparel anyways."

"fountainhead you cam always need off more if you want !"Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a looking that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did school workplace for a couple of 60 minutes, Tyler stealing glances every few minutes or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went nursing home. Every week or two when there was an examination or essay for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's menage, shoot off her top and bra ( if she bothered to fag one to his house ), and Tyler would do Rikki's workplace for her, while she studied for other course of instruction.

A couple calendar month into this arranging however, Rikki went over to President Tyler's house as usual, and he seemed really stressed. It was metre for some finals, and he was behind a lot of his own workplace 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 time tonight."Tyler responded.

"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 grades slipping. I'm too stressed to take on more work."

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

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

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

Tyler paused at this. It WAS tempting. He was really hornlike as of late, as he had been so busy with school body of work he hadn't been able-bodied to jerk off for nearly a week now. But it wasn't enough, he could just see at porn later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

"I'm sorry,"Tyler said,"Maybe adjacent time. 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 grad and ruin her opportunity of getting into Leland Stanford. She knew she would possess to do a bit more to get him to accord. She looked back at Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a great prick too. At this thought, she said,"How about a cock sucking ?"

John Tyler perked up."What ?"

"I can suck your pecker,"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 cock sucking before ?"

"Mmm… No. I haven't."Tyler admitted.

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

She reached out to his bang, and undid it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt loops and tossed it away from her. She undid the button to his jeans, then slid the zip down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the waistband of his jeans and started to perpetrate them down to his articulatio genus, along with his underwear. His hawkshaw sprang up ; it was indeed a great cock. Not quite completely intemperately 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 mitt reached out to Tyler's peter. She wrapped her manus around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"Tyler moaned.

Rikki giggled and then leaned forward, moving her typeface end to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. luscious ! She had only been with one other guy before, her get-go boyfriend final class, but had blown him many times and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her lip, and placed both hands on his thighs again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as lots in her mouth as she could. His dick tasted vex, as did her utmost boyfriends. She let her hands roam his thighs, mouth never leaving his stopcock. Her left hand found his glob, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her hand. She pulled John Tyler's cock out of her mouth, and began to suckle and lap his balls while using her right hand to buck him off. President Tyler moaned even gimcrack at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her mouth to his peter, and sunk it so deep down her pharynx her lip were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a couple seconds, swirling her tongue around his prick, then pulled back to take a breathing place. When she returned her mouth to his throbbing member, John Tyler placed his bridge player behind her head and started to push her into it while bucking his hips. Rikki could feel his cock sliding down her throat as he human face fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to subdue her gag unconditioned reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting grimace fucked, she pulled away and took his cock back her hired hand. She was starting to get wet herself now. She loved the feeling of being look fucked, of being used and abused. She was sucking his hawkshaw to get him to compose an essay for her ! She thought of letting him have it away her, but she decided to economise 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 hand at the base of his lance, engulfed his prick again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her head and licking the tip of his tool. Tyler reached down and started to play with her boobs while she did this. He was in heaven, and wouldn't finis much longer. After a couple minutes of this, he told her he was about to foul up, and grabbed the cover of her head and started to face 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 spurt came rushing out of his cock, Rikki couldn't believe how much he could cum. But she swallowed warhead after load until nearly 10 bit later he stopped cumming.

She let his shaft out of her mouth 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 taste sensation so good"Rikki said, still tasting it in her mouth.

"I guess I have to compose 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 hawkshaw. Then she stood up, and walked back to the bed. She was really starting to like this deal. She wondered how much further they would end up going, and if she would ingest to eventually hump him to make him go on doing her work for her.

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