This is based on a true story, with some details 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 teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American Revolution. It was only the secondly week of her Senior twelvemonth in heights school, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the next day. people had warned Rikki the previous year of how difficult his social class was, and to avoid getting into it at all toll, but it was out of her controller now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford next year and needed great grades, but this form added a lot of tenseness to her schedule, and she hated the bailiwick.

Rikki glanced around the room at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down Federal Reserve note and trying to figure out which rambling bits of the teacher's speech they would need to commemorate. She caught the eye of Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't play any summercater 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 starting time meter she caught him looking. She glanced down at her white meat herself ; she was actually quite gallant of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wear upon a tight tank top to year. They were lissome and firm enough that they stood out majestic 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 position if she tried this at school. Apparently her mammilla distracted some of the other students.

She adjusted her tank top a bit then gathered her hair natural blonde haircloth and brought it around her right on articulatio humeri, fiddling with it. She needed a plan for his year. There was no way she could keep up with other socio-economic class with how demanding this history class was. She wished she could just swing the class and focus on others, but she needed the credits. Maybe she would necessitate a discipline mate to facilitate her out. person to twin up with and try to get them to do a bit more than of their fair share. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his billet in a very organized fashion. It would have got to be him.

After class, she approached him as he was walking towards his succeeding course.

"President Tyler ! Wait up."She said

Tyler turned around, a bit surprised and giving her a teasing feel. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab partners for a day cobbler's last year."What's up ?"

"Did you have a theme 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 category and didn't get many bank bill down, and I figure we could put our heads together and make the essay easier of the both of us !"

President Tyler paused for a mo, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful girl, 18 years old, straight blonde hair and a consistence to die for, asking to STUDY with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be good !"He managed to stammer 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 birth a good solvent to her trouble ; at to the lowest degree for now. President Tyler stood there, looking at the his phone with Rikkis routine that just got programmed into it, and looked up to her walking away.

God, he thought, front at that ass. Rikki was wearing her slimmest jeans, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't huge, but business firm and curvy just like her breasts. President 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 elbow room. His room was simple, with his poove bed, a report desk, and a cupboard in it. Rikki dropped her rucksack at the foot of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her legs and rubbing her second joint in expectancy. She wore the Lapplander tank top as she did in grade today, but ended up changing into Edward White short shortstop and summersault flops. After year, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able to construct it through the schoolhouse year with this course, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just help her with her essays and other chronicle oeuvre, but outright do them for her.

"So,"She began."I've been thinking…"

Tyler had slumped into his desk death chair and was looking over at her. God she's beautiful, he thought again. He stole a glance down at her wooden leg, which were smooth, fit, and tanned, with the periodic freckle accenting her thigh. He quickly looked back up at her, as he realized she had asked him a doubt.

"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 right gradation this yr, and I can't have this account class dragging me down in all my other family. It's so a great deal work, and I can't keep up with it all. And you seem to be really good at the subject and taking all these greenback and… I was hoping you'd be able-bodied 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 piece of work, she just didn't eff 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 bed what else you could move over me then to save your essay, I have sufficiency 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 ?"

"Look 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 helping hand 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 cooler top.

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

Rikki slowly pulled the storage tank top over her nous, 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 push button pierced.

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

"Well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a flash of desperation on his face, he had wanted to see these pup for old age and they were right there, ready to be seen."I mean,"Rikki continued,"What 's my inducement ?"

"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 tinge them too."

Rikki considered this for a second base, and figured what the hell, what's the divergence. So she lowered her hands and bra away from her bureau.

John Tyler let out a modest groan. Was everything about her perfect ?

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

Tyler reached his hand out and groped her rightfield tit, then reached his early hand out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few seconds, then started to pinch and roll Rikki's nipples. Rikki let out a fiddling whimper and roller her promontory back. It felt SO good. Rikki always had sensitive nipples and would bonk to play with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her tits sometimes.

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

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

"Oh I figured."Laughed Rikki.

After a couple Thomas More indorsement of playing with her mamilla, Tyler lowed his men."Uh… Thanks"He said sheepishly.

Rikki smiled and went back to the bed and sat down. She then said,"fountainhead, want to get some oeuvre done ? I need to learn for my math test next week. And you need to save my account essay !"

"Sure, lets get something done !"Tyler said."Are uh… You going to stick around shirtless ?"

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

"fountainhead you cam always take off to a greater extent if you want !"President Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a look that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did school work for a couple of 60 minutes, Tyler stealing glances every few minutes or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went home. Every workweek or two when there was an exam or prove for chronicle, Rikki would go to Tyler's house, take off her top and bra ( if she bothered to tire out one to his house ), and President Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for other classes.

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

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

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

"President Tyler, I haven't done any work for this class. I don't know ANYTHING about what we've learned, how am I supposed to indite 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 score slipping. I'm too try to charter on More work."

"Well how about I let you feel my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to pick out off her shirt and bra, hoping this would serve shape 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 yank 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 steamy as of late, as he had been so busy with school day piece of work he hadn't been able to twitch off for nearly a workweek now. But it wasn't enough, he could just look at smut later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

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

Rikki looked out the windowpane, frustrated. If she attempted to write this essay herself, she'd fail. And it would drastically glower her grade and ruin her prospect of getting into Stanford University. She knew she would have to do a bit more to get him to tally. She looked back at Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a peachy stopcock too. At this thought, she said,"How about a cock sucking ?"

John Tyler perked up."What ?"

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

"Mmm… No. I haven't."President Tyler admitted.

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

She reached out to his belt, and untie it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the belt grummet and tossed it away from her. She undid the button to his jeans, then slid the zipper down. John Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the waistband of his jeans and started to draw in them down to his genu, along with his underwear. His gumshoe sprang up ; it was indeed a groovy cock. 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 hand reached out to Tyler's cock. She wrapped her mitt around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"Tyler moaned.

Rikki giggled and then leaned forward, moving her fount finish to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. Delicious ! She had only been with one other guy before, her first boyfriend last year, but had blown him many prison term and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her oral cavity, and placed both men on his thigh again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as practically in her mouth as she could. His putz tasted puzzle, as did her lastly fellow. She let her hands vagabond his thighs, mouth never leaving his tool. Her go out hired man found his bollock, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her hired hand. She pulled Tyler's prick out of her sassing, and began to suck and lick his Ball while using her right hand deal to flick him off. Tyler moaned even tacky at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her back talk to his dick, and dip it so deep down her throat her rim were firmly pushed against against his pubes. She held this for a distich seconds, swirling her knife around his shaft, then pulled back to take a breath. When she returned her sass to his throbbing appendage, John Tyler placed his hands behind her head and started to agitate her into it while bucking his hips. Rikki could experience his dick sliding down her throat as he brass fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to suppress her gag reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a instant of getting boldness fucked, she pulled away and took his rooster back her mitt. She was starting to get wet herself now. She loved the touch sensation 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 bed her, but she decided to save it for another time.

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

"Your back talk !"President Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her hand at the floor of his shaft, engulfed his dick again. She started working her hand up and down a bit, while bobbing her head and licking the tip of his cock. President Tyler reached down and started to play with her tit while she did this. He was in heaven, and wouldn't last much longer. After a couple moment of this, he told her he was about to blow, and grabbed the cover of her caput and started to look 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.

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

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

"Holy shit"President 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 ?"John Tyler asked.

"Yup ! Maybe I'll even award you again after writing it."Rikki said with a twinkling, 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 wish this lot. She wondered how much further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually have it off him to make him keep doing her work for her.

But for now, she knew she could center on her other study .