This is based on a straight 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 story teacher Mr Galveston was droning on again about the American Revolution. It was only the moment week of her Senior year in high gear schoolhouse, and Mr Galveston had given them two exams, and she had an essay due the next day. People had warned Rikki the previous class of how difficult his class 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 succeeding yr and needed great grad, but this socio-economic class added a lot of strain to her schedule, and she hated the subject.

Rikki glanced around the elbow room at everyone else in class. They were all furiously writing down notes and trying to figure out which rambling second of the teacher's spoken communication they would need to think. She caught the eye of 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 half grin and looked back down at his desk, but not before taking a nimble glance at Rikkis chest. She knew he must have a puppy love on her, this was not the showtime 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 wore a tight storage tank top to class. They were supple and firm enough that they stood out lofty 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 if she tried this at school. Apparently her nipples distracted some of the former student.

She adjusted her tank top a bit then gathered her hairsbreadth innate blonde hair and brought it around her right shoulder joint, fiddling with it. She needed a architectural plan for his twelvemonth. There was no way she could restrain up with other course with how demanding this history class was. She wished she could just deteriorate the class and focus on others, but she needed the credits. Maybe she would need a field of study partner to help oneself her out. somebody to partner off up with and try to get them to do a bit Thomas More of their fair part. She glanced back over a Tyler, and saw him writing down his note of hand in a very organized fashion. It would have to be him.

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

"Tyler ! Wait up."She said

Tyler turned around, a bit surprise and giving her a quizzical smell. Rikki has never really talked to him before, except when they were lab mate for a day last 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 influence on it when I got home tonight."

"Did you want to pen it together ? I was really distracted today during socio-economic class and didn't get many notes down, and I figure we could put our heads together and pee-pee the essay easier of the both of us !"

Tyler paused for a mo, nervously thinking. Here was this beautiful girl, 18 twelvemonth old, square blond whisker and a body to die for, asking to STUDY with him ?"Y-Yea, that'd be unspoilt !"He managed to stammer out.

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

They exchanged entropy, and Rikki, glad with herself, turned to go to her adjacent division, excited she might own a good result to her job ; at least for now. Tyler stood there, looking at the his earpiece with Rikkis identification number that just got programmed into it, and looked up to her walking away.

God, he thought, calculate at that ass. Rikki was wearing her slimmest jeans, that framed her ass very well. It wasn't vast, but house and curvy just like her breasts. Tyler shook himself out of his trance and continued on to class.

That even, Rikki showed up to John Tyler's spot and they went straight up to his room. His room was simple, with his king bed, a study desk, and a closet in it. Rikki dropped her backpack at the fundament of his bed and sat on the bed, crossing her legs and rubbing her second joint in anticipation. She wore the Same army tank top as she did in class today, but ended up changing into white myopic short circuit and flip fizzle. After class, Rikki had been doing a lot of thinking. There was no way she was going to be able to hit it through the school year with this family, so she was going to try and get Tyler to not just facilitate 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 stage, 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 service than I let on earlier."

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

"Yea, I just…"She gathered her hair again and started to play with it."I really require to get good level this year, and I can't have this history class dragging me down in all my former course. 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 notes and… I was hoping you'd be able to write my essays for me. Or at to the lowest degree this one."

"You want me to write my own essay AND yours ?"John 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.

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

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

"Well I do n't make love what else you could leave me then to publish your essay, I have adequate employment for myself."Tyler said. As he said this, he stole another glance at Rikki 's thorax.

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

"Do what ?"

"looking at at my knocker !"

Tyler shifted uncomfortably in his hindquarters 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 breast, pushing them in and up, before releasing them and letting them capitulation."Don't you think ?"

"I- I mean yeah. No yeah, they're great."Tyler said, not believing she just fondled herself in front end 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 fling, President Tyler nodded.

Rikki slowly pulled the tank top over her straits, 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 clit pierced.

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

"well, maybe I shouldn't…."Rikki murmured. President Tyler had a trice of despair on his boldness, 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 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 allude them too."

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

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

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

Tyler reached his script out and groped her rightfield tit, then reached his other hand out and began fondling both. He squeezed and played with them, for a few seconds, then started to pilfer and roll Rikki's nipples. Rikki let out a footling whimper and roller her psyche back. It felt SO skilful. Rikki always had sensitive mammilla and would love to play with them all the time. She even would get close to cumming, just from playing with her breast sometimes.

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

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

"Oh I figured."Laughed Rikki.

After a couple more endorsement of playing with her mamilla, President Tyler lowed his hands."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 maths psychometric test next week. And you need to write my history 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."

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

Rikki gave him a expression that said, You wish.

So, they studied and did schooltime work for a couple of hour, Tyler stealing glance every few proceedings or two, and then Rikki got dressed and went rest home. Every week or two when there was an examination or assay for chronicle, Rikki would go to Tyler's sign, have off her top and bra ( if she bothered to wear down one to his house ), and President Tyler would do Rikki's work for her, while she studied for other classes.

A couple months into this placement however, Rikki went over to John Tyler's household as usual, and he seemed really stressed. It was time for some final examination, and he was behind a lot of his own work and told Rikki he couldn't service her tonight.

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

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

"Tyler, I haven't done any study 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 grades slipping. I'm too stressed to carry on to a greater extent work."

"fountainhead how about I let you feel my boobs again ?"Rikki asked. She started to direct off her shirt and bra, hoping this would help oneself tempt 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 twitch off to me being topless ? That might help 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 later, as he had been so busy with shoal work he hadn't been able-bodied to yank off for nearly a workweek 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,"Tyler said,"Maybe next time. I just can't tonight."

Rikki looked out the windowpane, frustrated. If she attempted to save this essay herself, she'd fail. And it would drastically lower her grade and deflower her chances of getting into Stanford. She knew she would have 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 dandy rooster too. At this thought, she said,"How about a blowjob ?"

Tyler perked up."What ?"

"I can imbibe 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."Tyler admitted.

Rikki got on her knees between Tyler 's branch, and put her handwriting on his thigh. She gazed up at him."Would you like a blowjob ?"By the jut in his knickers, she knew the solvent before he even said yes.

She reached out to his belt, and undid it. Grabbing onto the end, she pulled it out of all the knock closed circuit and tossed it away from her. She undid the button to his denim, then slid the zip fastener down. President Tyler moaned. Rikki grabbed the waistcloth of his jeans and started to pull them down to his knees, along with his underwear. His putz sprang up ; it was indeed a capital cock. Not quite completely hard yet, and already stood at nearly 6 column inch long. Uncut, with some precum already oozing out of the tip. He even kept himself trimmed.

"Mmmm"Rikki purred as her manus reached out to Tyler's peter. She wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few pumps.

"Oh my god"President Tyler moaned.

Rikki giggled and then leaned forward, moving her face close to his thickening. She licked the tip and tasted the precum. Delicious ! She had only been with one early guy before, her number 1 boyfriend last year, but had blown him many times and knew her way around a cock.

She engulfed it in her oral fissure, and placed both hands on his second joint again. She started to bob up and down on his peter, moaning, trying to fit as often in her mouth as she could. His dick tasted flummox, as did her last boyfriends. She let her hands ramble his second joint, mouth never leaving his dick. Her left hand found his Lucille Ball, and she massaged them gently, rolling them around in her deal. She pulled John Tyler's dick out of her oral fissure, and began to suck in and work out his nut while using her right deal to hitch him off. Tyler moaned even louder at this, clearly enjoying himself. She returned her sassing to his dick, and sunk it so abstruse down her throat her lip were firmly pushed against against his pubic bone. She held this for a pair seconds, swirling her tongue around his prick, then pulled back to admit a breath. When she returned her mouthpiece to his throbbing member, John Tyler placed his hands behind her chief and started to campaign her into it while bucking his articulatio coxae. Rikki could feel his stopcock 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 bit of getting face fucked, she pulled away and took his pecker back her mitt. She was starting to get wet herself now. She loved the feeling of being facial expression fucked, of being used and abused. She was sucking his dick to get him to publish an essay for her ! She thought of letting him bonk her, but she decided to save it for another time.

"You want to cum in my mouth or on my teat ?"She asked him.

"Your mouth !"Tyler answered happily.

Rikki smiled, and keeping her hand at the base of his tool, engulfed his dick again. She started working her deal up and down a bit, while bobbing her head and licking the tip of his dick. President Tyler reached down and started to diddle with her boobs while she did this. He was in nirvana, and wouldn't last much longer. After a couple minutes of this, he told her he was about to burn out, and grabbed the spine of her brain and started to front 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 tool, Rikki couldn't believe how much he could cum. But she swallowed load after load until nearly 10 endorsement later he stopped cumming.

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

"sanctum 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 ?"Tyler asked.

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

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