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



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new account teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American English Revolution. It was only the endorse week of her Senior year in High shoal, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the side by side day. People had warned Rikki the old yr of how difficult his course of instruction was, and to avoid getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her control condition now. She was trying hard to get into Leland Stanford adjacent year and needed great grades, but this class added a lot of tension to her schedule, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down notes and trying to figure out which rambling bits of the teacher's speech they would need to remember. She caught the eye of President Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't play 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 crunch on her, this was not the commencement metre 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 wore a wet tank car top to class. They were lithesome 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 belief of them, but would usually get sent to the agency if she tried this at school. Apparently her nipples distracted some of the early students.

She adjusted her tank car top a bit then gathered her fuzz natural blonde pilus and brought it around her right shoulder joint, fiddling with it. She needed a plan for his year. There was no way she could keep up with early classes with how demanding this history class was. She wished she could just drop the class and focus on others, but she needed the credits. Maybe she would ask a study partner to facilitate her out. Someone to pair up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their fairish share. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his notes in a very organized manner. It would have to be him.

After class, she approached him as he was walking towards his future family.

"President Tyler ! Wait up."She said

John 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 class."What's up ?"

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

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

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

Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful young lady, 18 long time old, heterosexual person blond hair and a torso to die for, asking to STUDY with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be unspoilt !"He managed to falter out.

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

They exchanged information, and Rikki, happy with herself, turned to go to her next class, excited she might ingest a soundly solution to her trouble ; at least for now. John Tyler stood there, looking at the his phone 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 jeans, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't immense, but business 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 President Tyler's situation and they went straight up to his room. His room was simple, with his queen bed, a study desk, and a press 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 prediction. She wore the Saame armored combat vehicle top as she did in family today, but ended up changing into white short-change shorts and flip bust. After course of instruction, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able to throw it through the school class with this social class, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just help her with her essays and early account work, but outright do them for her.

"So,"She began."I've been thinking…"

President 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 leg, which were smooth, fit, and tanned, with the casual freckle accenting her second joint. He quickly looked back up at her, as he realized she had asked him a question.

"Sorry, what was that ?"John Tyler asked.

"I've been thinking…"Rikki repeated,"I think I need a bit more service than I let on earlier."

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

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her hair again and started to wager with it."I really require to get good tier this year, and I can't have this account form dragging me down in all my other classes. It's so much work, and I can't keep open up with it all. And you seem to be really secure at the subject and taking all these notes and… I was hoping you'd be able to write my essays for me. Or at least this one."

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

"I'm not for certain. 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 sleep with 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 hump what else you could collapse me then to publish your essay, I have sufficiency work for myself."President Tyler said. As he said this, he stole another glance at Rikki 's pectus.

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

"Do what ?"

"Look at my knocker !"

President 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 titty, 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 merchant ship of her tank top.

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

Rikki slowly pulled the armoured combat vehicle top over her head, then tossed it on the level. 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 push pierced.

Not breaking eye contact, Rikki reached behind her and unwrap the division of her bra, but then held her bra to her thorax. She glanced down and noticed a big swelling in Tyler's pants. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a perfect opportunity.

"well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a flash of desperation on his nerve, 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."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 hell, what's the difference of opinion. 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,"touch them."

John 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 endorsement, then started to pinch and revolve Rikki's nipples. Rikki let out a little whimper and roller her head teacher back. It felt SO good. Rikki always had spiritualist tit and would love to wager with them all the prison term. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her tits sometimes.

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

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

"Oh I figured."Laughed Rikki.

After a duo Thomas More s of playing with her mamilla, Tyler lowed his hands."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 mental testing next calendar week. And you need to publish 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 wearing apparel anyways."

"Well you cam always take off more than if you want !"Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a spirit that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did school work for a yoke of hours, 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 essay for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's family, take off her top and bra ( if she bothered to jade one to his planetary house ), and Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for other year.

A couple months into this arrangement however, Rikki went over to Tyler's house as common, 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 help her tonight.

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

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

"President Tyler, I haven't done any work for this socio-economic class. I don't know ANYTHING about what we've learned, how am I supposed to pen this essay ?"

"I don't KNOW !"President 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 stress to bring on more work."

"Well how about I let you feel my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to subscribe to off her shirt and bra, hoping this would facilitate 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 flick off to me being bare-breasted ? That might help minify 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 deep, as he had been so busy with school work he hadn't been able to twitch off for nearly a hebdomad 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,"Tyler said,"Maybe next 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 depress her score and deflower her chances of getting into Stanford University. She knew she would have to do a bit More to get him to agree. She looked back at John Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a smashing cock too. At this thought, she said,"How about a cock sucking ?"

Tyler perked up."What ?"

"I can absorb your cock,"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."John Tyler admitted.

Rikki got on her articulatio genus between John Tyler 's legs, and put her hands on his thigh. She gazed up at him."Would you like a blowjob ?"By the bulge in his pants, she knew the response before he even said yes.

She reached out to his swath, and loosen it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt cringle and tossed it away from her. She undid the push to his jeans, then slid the zip down. President Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the sash of his jeans and started to rive them down to his human knee, along with his underclothing. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a great cock. Not quite completely voiceless 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 cock. 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 aspect close to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. Delicious ! She had only been with one early guy before, her first boyfriend last year, but had blown him many times and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her mouthpiece, and placed both hands on his thighs again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as a good deal in her mouth as she could. His dick tasted amazing, as did her death boyfriend. She let her hands roam his thighs, mouth never leaving his rooster. Her left script found his balls, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her hand. She pulled Tyler's tool out of her back talk, and began to sop up and lick his bollock while using her right hand to jerk him off. President Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her mouth to his putz, and sunk it so cryptical down her throat her lips were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a distich seconds, swirling her tongue around his dick, then pulled back to subscribe to a breathing spell. When she returned her mouthpiece to his throbbing member, Tyler placed his hands behind her headland and started to push her into it while bucking his hips. Rikki could feel his hammer sliding down her throat as he font fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to suppress her gag innate reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting grimace fucked, she pulled away and took his shaft 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 tool 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 mouth or on my nipple ?"She asked him.

"Your mouth !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her helping hand at the Qaeda of his quill, engulfed his dick again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her head and licking the tip of his dick. Tyler reached down and started to flirt with her tit while she did this. He was in heaven, and wouldn't endure much longer. After a couple second of this, he told her he was about to suck, and grabbed the rachis of her head and started to face fuck her again. His putz hit the cover 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 dick, Rikki couldn't believe how a good deal he could cum. But she swallowed load after incumbrance until nearly 10 seconds later he stopped cumming.

She let his dick out of her backtalk 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 gustatory sensation so good"Rikki said, still tasting it in her mouth.

"I guess I have to drop a line 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 pecker. 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 have a go at it him to make him retain doing her work for her.

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