THE SHORTEST SKIRT

It was Rebecca’s ovulation party, where they celebrated her first ovulation. She was the last to start ovulating and her friends all happen to have synchronized ovulations and were thusly horny. Embracing her sexuality, Rebecca wore a daring miniskirt. Red and plaid, covering a fourth of her thigh.

Jasmine: That skirt is really short; I wish I had one that adventurous.

Rebecca: Yeah, I bet you do! My sister got it for me, she said it would work wonders on getting the boys attention!

Sasha: I want one that short too!

Rebecca: Well, we were going to do an arts and crafts part of this party, but I guess we could improvise, how about we all make skirts of our own that would drive the boys wild?

Sasha: That’s a great idea! Then we can all wear them and be just as sexy!

Rebecca: Very sexy! Go ahead and make the most seductive skirt you can imagine!

The girls got on their way, making their own slutty skirt. Imagining what it would do to boys if they saw it.

Rebecca: Look at all these materials that I have, fabric, glue, tassels, ribbons; go ahead and make what you like! Also, it would help if you made tops to go with them. At the end, we all get to wear them! Just the skirts and our tops.

45 minutes later, the girls finish and are wearing their new outfits.

Rebecca: Look! My skirt is just like the one I had before, just made out of paper. My top is a paper band, about an inch and a half thick, right over my nipples, and ribbon straps around my shoulders.

The paper creases around her ass and rips slightly. Rebecca holds her skirt afraid it would fall down, but lets go slowly, letting it sag.

Jasmine: Look at my skirt, it’s made out of stickers and some cloth I found.

Jasmine presses a Hello Kitty sticker to her front and back. Each was attached with a piece of pink cloth that hung down 6 inches and was 3 inches wide. Her top was two Hello Kitty stickers, pasted over her nipples. She shakes her hips from side to side, letting the cloth sway in the motion, momentarily exposing her pussy to the other girls standing at her side.

Katherine: Wow, that’s so revealing! But look at mine! I look like a hula dancer.

Katherine shows off her skirt, a Hawaiian like skirt with strands coming from the waistband. She used a headband as a belt and draped over green ribbons around her waist. The longest ones barely long enough to cover her ass. It wasn’t as dense as she thought and was rather transparent. The ribbons tickled her, which made her increasingly horny. Her top was coconut shells painted on, the straps were painted too. She thought exposing her breasts would impress the other girls.

The girls were getting wet, several had juices running down their legs. Some were rubbing their thighs together in a way to discretely masturbate.

Olga: That is so sexy, I love your “top”. Mine’s pretty sexy itself.

Olga steps forth and shows her skirt. 5 belts hover over her waist, each an inch thick with a small gap in between. Another belt covers her tits. She walks around like she was on a catwalk. She does a sexy turn around and bends over to touch her toes. Another girl pokes her butt through the skirt. The girls laugh.

Gina: Well, look at my skirt. It has barely anything at all!

Gina’s skirt has a loose string as a waistband, and a tiny tattered cloth in the front, and one in the back. She was totally exposed to the elements. They were as low as her pussy, but no further. Gina covers her nipples with matching cloth suspended from a string tied above her breasts. They worked if she stood still.

Gina: I wanted mine to look like a loin cloth, like from Tarzan.

Jasmine: More like the homeless Tarzan.

Olga: If you want to be like Tarzan, you should take your top off!

Gina: Should I? I was thinking about it, but she said we should make tops too.

Olga: You barely have tits anyway, go ahead.

Gina: Hey!