This is based on a honest story, with some details fudged around a bit. If you want to bed what happens after, post a gossip below and I might add chapter two : )



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new History instructor Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American English rotation. It was only the arcsecond week of her elderly year in High School, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the future day. masses had warned Rikki the previous year of how difficult his socio-economic class was, and to deflect getting into it at all costs, but it was out of her dominance now. She was trying hard to get into Stanford University adjacent year and needed great grades, but this class added a lot of stress to her schedule, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the way at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down preeminence and trying to work out out which rambling chip of the teacher's spoken language they would need to remember. She caught the eye of Tyler, a bit of a nerdy kid who didn't child's play any play 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 breast. She knew he must have a crush on her, this was not the initiative 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 assume a fast tank top to class. They were supple and firm enough that they stood out proud and gained a lot of tending. 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 authority if she tried this at school. Apparently her nipples distracted some of the other educatee.

She adjusted her armoured combat vehicle top a bit then gathered her pilus instinctive blonde hair and brought it around her veracious shoulder, fiddling with it. She needed a plan for his year. There was no way she could hold up with other classes with how demanding this history category was. She wished she could just drop the class and sharpen on others, but she needed the course credit. Maybe she would need a survey partner to facilitate her out. mortal to partner off up with and try to get them to do a bit more of their funfair part. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his notes in a very coordinate manner. It would have to be him.

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

"President Tyler ! Wait up."She said

John Tyler turned around, a bit storm and giving her a quizzical looking at. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab cooperator for a day hold up twelvemonth."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 mold on it when I got home tonight."

"Did you want to compose it together ? I was really distracted today during grade and didn't get many promissory note down, and I figure we could put our fountainhead together and make the essay well-to-do of the both of us !"

Tyler paused for a bit, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful girl, 18 years old, straight blonde hair and a body to die for, asking to STUDY with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be respectable !"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 adjacent class, excited she might have a good solvent to her problem ; at least for now. President 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, wait at that ass. Rikki was wearing her slimmest jeans, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't huge, 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 place and they went straight up to his room. His room was unsubdivided, with his queen bed, a study desk, and a cupboard in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the foot of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her legs and rubbing her thighs in anticipation. She wore the same army tank top as she did in year today, but ended up changing into white unretentive boxers and summersault flops. After course of instruction, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be capable to wee it through the shoal year with this course of instruction, so she was going to try and get President 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 chair and was looking over at her. God she's beautiful, he thought again. He stole a glimpse down at her leg, which were smooth, fit, and tanned, with the occasional freckle accenting her thighs. 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 tomentum again and started to play with it."I really need to get unspoilt score this twelvemonth, and I can't have this history socio-economic class dragging me down in all my other course of study. It's so very much workplace, and I can't keep up with it all. And you seem to be really respectable at the subject and taking all these preeminence and… I was hoping you'd be able-bodied to write my essays for me. Or at least this one."

"You want me to indite my own essay AND yours ?"President 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 do it how far she would suffer to go to get it.

John Tyler laughed,"I mean, I could use some money."

"I don't have any money ! Just what my dad gives me for dejeuner !"Rikki said.

"wellspring I do n't have it off what else you could give me then to write your essay, I have enough work for myself."Tyler said. As he said this, he stole another glimpse at Rikki 's dresser.

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

"Do what ?"

"feel at my boobs !"

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

Rikki smiled,"It's okay ! A lot of mass 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 offer, Tyler nodded.

Rikki slowly pulled the 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 push pierced.

Not breaking eye contact, Rikki reached behind her and unwrap the social 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 unadulterated opportunity.

"Well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a flash of desperation on his side, he had wanted to see these puppies for years and they were right there, quick 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 extend to them too."

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

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

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

Tyler reached his bridge player 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 seconds, then started to pinch and wave Rikki's nipples. Rikki let out a fiddling whimper and tumbler her head back. It felt SO good. Rikki always had sensitive tit and would love to play with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her bosom sometimes.

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

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

"Oh I figured."Laughed Rikki.

After a couple more endorsement 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,"Well, want to get some piece of work done ? I need to study for my math mental testing next week. And you need to write my account essay !"

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

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

"fountainhead you cam always take off more 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 hours, John Tyler stealing glances every few minutes or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went home. Every workweek or two when there was an test or essay for history, Rikki would go to John Tyler's house, look at off her top and bra ( if she bothered to jade one to his theatre ), and Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for former classes.

A couple months into this musical arrangement however, Rikki went over to President Tyler's sign as usual, and he seemed really stressed. It was time for some finals, and he was behind a lot of his own workplace and told Rikki he couldn't help her tonight.

"But this succeeding essay is worth 30 % of my grade !"Rikki exclaimed.

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

"Tyler, I haven't done any study for this division. I don't know ANYTHING about what we've learned, how am I supposed to drop a line 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 accented to take on more work."

"Well how about I let you sense my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to take off her shirt and bra, hoping this would help oneself 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 jerk off to me being braless ? That might serve decrease 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 latterly, as he had been so busybodied with school study he hadn't been able-bodied to jerk off for nearly a week now. But it wasn't enough, he could just search at smut later tonight before bed. For now, he had to study.

"I'm sorry,"Tyler said,"Maybe side by side meter. 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 break her chances of getting into Leland Stanford. She knew she would have 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 great cock too. At this mentation, she said,"How about a cock sucking ?"

President Tyler perked up."What ?"

"I can suck in your tool,"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 President Tyler 's legs, and put her helping hand on his thighs. She gazed up at him."Would you like a cock sucking ?"By the bulge in his pants, she knew the solvent before he even said yes.

She reached out to his belted ammunition, and unwrap it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the smash loops and tossed it away from her. She undid the button to his jeans, then slid the slide fastener down. Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the sash of his jeans and started to pull them down to his knee joint, along with his underwear. His putz sprang up ; it was indeed a smashing turncock. Not quite completely strong 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 mitt reached out to Tyler's stopcock. 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 look finish to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. Delicious ! She had only been with one early guy before, her 1st boyfriend hold out year, but had blown him many clock time and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her mouth, and placed both hands on his thighs again. She started to bob up and down on his pecker, moaning, trying to fit as much in her mouth as she could. His prick tasted amazing, as did her concluding beau. She let her hands vagabond his thigh, mouth never leaving his shaft. Her pull up stakes bridge player found his balls, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her handwriting. She pulled Tyler's dick out of her lip, and began to suck and drub his balls while using her rectify hired man to jerk him off. Tyler moaned even tawdry at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her mouth to his putz, and bury it so late down her throat her rim were firmly pushed against against his pubic bone. She held this for a twain seconds, swirling her tongue around his peter, then pulled back to have a breathing place. When she returned her mouth to his throbbing member, Tyler placed his hands behind her mind and started to push her into it while bucking his coxa. Rikki could sense his hammer sliding down her throat as he face fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to suppress her gag reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a minute of getting cheek fucked, she pulled away and took his cock 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 dick to get him to write an essay for her ! She thought of letting him roll in the hay 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 oral cavity !"President Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her handwriting at the bag of his shaft, engulfed his tool 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 play with her boobs while she did this. He was in heaven, and wouldn't last much longer. After a distich mo of this, he told her he was about to squander, and grabbed the cover of her header and started to present fuck her again. His putz hit the back of her throat, again and again, as he moaned loudly.

"Oh god here it comes !"He nearly shouted.

Spurt after squirt came rushing out of his gumshoe, Rikki couldn't believe how very much he could cum. But she swallowed load after loading until nearly 10 second gear later he stopped cumming.

She let his tool out of her oral cavity with a pop, and they both started to laugh.

"holy shit"John Tyler said,"That was amazing."

"I'm glad you liked it ! You're cum gustatory sensation so dependable"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 nictitation, then leaned forward, and licked some remaining cum off his putz. Then she stood up, and walked back to the bed. She was really starting to like this hatful. She wondered how often further they would end up going, and if she would have to eventually get laid him to ready him observe doing her work for her.

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