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



Rikki yawned yet again. Her new history teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American rotation. It was only the indorse hebdomad of her aged year in highschool School, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the next day. citizenry had warned Rikki the previous yr of how unmanageable his category was, and to avoid getting into it at all monetary value, but it was out of her command now. She was trying hard to get into Leland Stanford next twelvemonth and needed great grade, but this form added a lot of stress to her schedule, and she hated the case.

Rikki glanced around the way at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down notes and trying to figure out which rambling bits of the instructor's speech they would necessitate to remember. 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 half smile and looked back down at his desk, but not before taking a quick coup d'oeil at Rikkis chest. She knew he must accept a crush on her, this was not the first time she caught him looking. She glanced down at her breasts herself ; she was actually quite gallant of them. She wore a 36C cup and usually just wear off a tight storage tank top to division. They were supple 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 feeling of them, but would usually get sent to the office staff if she tried this at schoolhouse. Apparently her tit distracted some of the other educatee.

She adjusted her armored combat vehicle top a bit then gathered her hair natural blonde fuzz and brought it around her right shoulder joint, fiddling with it. She needed a design for his year. There was no way she could keep up with other stratum with how demanding this history course of instruction was. She wished she could just deteriorate the class and focus on others, but she needed the credits. Maybe she would ask a study partner to help her out. Someone to pair off up with and try to get them to do a bit more than of their fair portion. She glanced back over a President Tyler, and saw him writing down his preeminence in a very organized manner. It would make to be him.

After family, she approached him as he was walking towards his next year.

"Tyler ! Wait up."She said

President 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 cooperator for a day last year."What's up ?"

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

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

"Did you want to indite it together ? I was really distracted today during year and didn't get many notes down, and I figure we could put our heads together and make the essay leisurely of the both of us !"

John Tyler paused for a moment, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful young woman, 18 twelvemonth old, direct blond hair and a organic structure 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 adjacent class, excited she might have a good solvent to her trouble ; at least for now. 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 vast, but business firm and curvy just like her tit. President Tyler shook himself out of his spell and continued on to class.

That evening, Rikki showed up to President Tyler's shoes and they went straight up to his room. His elbow room was simple-minded, with his queen bed, a study desk, and a closet 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 expectation. She wore the same tankful top as she did in class today, but ended up changing into blank shortsighted shorts and flip flops. After class, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able-bodied to realize it through the school class with this class, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just help oneself 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 glimpse 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 question.

"Sorry, what was that ?"Tyler asked.

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

"Oh ?"John 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 upright degree this year, and I can't have this history class dragging me down in all my former grade. It's so much workplace, and I can't keep up with it all. And you seem to be really good at the matter and taking all these note and… I was hoping you'd be able to drop a line my essays for me. Or at least this one."

"You want me to drop a line 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 love how far she would accept 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.

"wellspring I do n't bang 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 glance at Rikki 's bureau.

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

"Do what ?"

"tone at my boob !"

John Tyler shifted uncomfortably in his seat 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 forepart of him.

"Would you like to see them ?"Rikki asked, playing with the behind of her tank top.

Not wanting to go across up on the fling, Tyler nodded.

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

Not breaking eye liaison, Rikki reached behind her and unwrap the class of her bra, but then held her bra to her chest. She glanced down and noticed a big excrescence in Tyler's pant. He clearly liked what he saw. She realized this was a perfective tense opportunity.

"wellspring, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. Tyler had a flashbulb of desperation on his grimace, he had wanted to see these puppies for years and they were right there, fix to be seen."I mean,"Rikki continued,"What 's my bonus ?"

"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 touch them too."

Rikki considered this for a secondment, and figured what the hell, what's the dispute. So she lowered her handwriting and bra away from her chest.

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

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

Tyler reached his hand out and groped her right tit, then reached his former hired hand out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few seconds, then started to pinch and roll Rikki's pap. Rikki let out a trivial whimper and roller her head back. It felt SO soundly. Rikki always had sensitive nipples and would love to play with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her bosom sometimes.

"shtup that tactile property good 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 duo to a greater extent seconds of playing with her boob, President Tyler lowed his work force."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 hit the books for my math test next week. And you need to publish my history essay !"

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

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

"well you cam always remove off more if you want !"Tyler said boldy.

Rikki gave him a smell that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did schooltime work for a duet of hours, Tyler stealing coup d'oeil every few second or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went home. Every week or two when there was an exam or essay for history, Rikki would go to Tyler's firm, take off her top and bra ( if she bothered to assume one to his house ), and Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for other course of study.

A pair calendar month into this arrangement however, Rikki went over to John Tyler's house as common, and he seemed really stressed. It was time for some finals, and he was behind a lot of his own piece of work and told Rikki he couldn't assistant her tonight.

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

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

"Tyler, I haven't done any oeuvre for this class. I don't know ANYTHING about what we've learned, how am I supposed to save 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 stress to take on More work."

"Well how about I let you find my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to take off her shirt and bra, hoping this would serve 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 buck off to me being braless ? That might help fall your stress."Rikki said as she dropped her bra on the floor.

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

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

Rikki looked out the window, frustrated. If she attempted to publish this essay herself, she'd fail. And it would drastically lower her grade and ruin her chances of getting into Stanford. She knew she would ingest to do a bit more to get him to check. She looked back at Tyler. He wasn't bad looking. Who knows, maybe he had a great rooster too. At this idea, she said,"How about a blowjob ?"

President Tyler perked up."What ?"

"I can draw your cock,"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."President Tyler admitted.

Rikki got on her knee between President Tyler 's legs, and put her hand on his thigh. She gazed up at him."Would you like a cock sucking ?"By the jut in his pant, 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 bash loops and tossed it away from her. She undid the button to his dungaree, then slid the zip down. John Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the sash of his jeans and started to extract them down to his knees, along with his underclothes. His dick sprang up ; it was indeed a bully dick. Not quite completely tough 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 bridge player around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"John Tyler moaned.

Rikki giggled and then leaned forward, moving her look close to his knob. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. Delicious ! She had only been with one former guy before, her kickoff boyfriend survive twelvemonth, but had blown him many times and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her mouth, and placed both custody on his thigh again. She started to bob up and down on his cock, moaning, trying to fit as very much in her backtalk as she could. His dick tasted awesome, as did her last boyfriends. She let her hands roam his thigh, mouth never leaving his tool. Her left hand found his balls, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her helping hand. She pulled Tyler's pecker out of her mouth, and began to wet-nurse and bat his Ball while using her rectify hired man to jerk him off. Tyler moaned even gimcrack at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her backtalk to his dick, and sunk it so deep down her throat her mouth were firmly pushed against against his pubic region. She held this for a couple seconds, swirling her tongue around his dick, then pulled back to take a breath. When she returned her mouthpiece to his throbbing member, President Tyler placed his script behind her head and started to push her into it while bucking his hips. Rikki could feel his cock sliding down her pharynx as he typeface fucked her. If she hadn't already figured out how to suppress her gag reflex, she'd definitely be choking by now. After a moment of getting face 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 case 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 fuck her, but she decided to economise it for another time.

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

"Your mouth !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her hand at the substructure of his shaft, engulfed his dick again. She started working her manus up and down a bit, while bobbing her read/write head and licking the tip of his gumshoe. John Tyler reached down and started to bring with her tit while she did this. He was in promised land, and wouldn't last much longer. After a brace arcminute of this, he told her he was about to blow, and grabbed the back of her psyche and started to face fuck her again. His pecker 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 shaft, Rikki couldn't believe how a good deal he could cum. But she swallowed load after lading until nearly 10 seconds later he stopped cumming.

She let his peter out of her sassing 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 in effect"Rikki said, still tasting it in her mouth.

"I guess I have to spell that essay for you now huh ?"Tyler asked.

"Yup ! Maybe I'll even award you again after writing it."Rikki said with a blink, 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 hatful. She wondered how much further they would end up going, and if she would birth to eventually fuck him to work him hold back doing her workplace for her.

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