The Shortest Skirt in School Part 02

The Shortest Skirt in School

by Vanessa Evans

Part 02

It was an unusual full family breakfast with no one saying anything about my outfit, the skirt being the next shortest that I have.

That skirt is a bit flared and light so the chilly breeze had it dancing about as Mike and I walked to the bus stop, a fact that another boy who has to walk passed our house to get to the bus stop. He often walks faster than Mike and I but that day we stayed behind us all the way. As you would expect, I made no attempts to keep the skirt in place.

Mike and I waved at mum and dad as they drove passed us on their way for their long weekend away. They hadn’t told me where they were going and I didn’t ask.

“Bloody hell Simone,” Lizzy said when she saw me after I got off the bus, “your skirts get shorter every day.”

“And this one isn’t my shortest.” I replied.

“Well you be careful girl, I don’t want you getting expelled. You were lucky that the PE teacher didn’t come into the gym when you were very exposed yesterday, don’t push your luck too much Si.”

“Apart from in the gym it’s always an accident if someone sees my pussy.”

“What about in English, you were definitely flashing you pussy to Mr. English, I saw you with your knees wide apart when he was in front of you.”

“Well apart from the gym and Mr. Wilson.”

“What about the boys at lunchtime on those steps, don’t think I don’t know why you steer me to those steps every day Simone.”

“Well apart from the gym, Mr. Wilson and the boys at lunchtime.”

“And I bet that you’re going to flash Mr. Harvey in Science this afternoon, I mean in that skirt and on those high stools you can’t not flash him. Half the girls in skirts accidentally flash their knickers to him.”

“Well apart from the gym, Mr. Wilson, the boys at lunchtime and Mr. Harvey. I just can’t stop myself Lizzy.”

“You definitely need to go and see a shrink Simone.”

“Are you sure that you can’t come for a sleepover this weekend Lizzy. I can guarantee that you’ll have fun.?”

“I know that flashing everyone at school is different to just your brother and his mates but I can’t this weekend, mum has got me helping her at the church tomorrow.”

“So you’re happy to come and get naked with me some other time, just not this weekend?”

“I guess so, it could be fun.”

“Oh it is Lizzy, it certainly is, you’ll be wet all weekend. Half term is the week after next and I’m sure that Mike and I will be at home on our own most of the time. Hey, we could have a party, a clothes free party and invite some of the other girls and boys in our class.”

“Whoa there Simone. It’s bad enough that you’re going to get me naked in front of your brother but not the whole class, that just ain’t going to happen.”

“Well I could be the only one naked there. No, that isn’t fair on you, and yeah, you’re right, someone wouldn’t keep their trap shut and the shit would start hitting the fan, but you’re okay about getting naked for Mike?”

“No, but for you.”

“Love you Lizzy, I’ll show you what Mike’s been doing to me with his tongue then he can show you himself.”

The day started pretty much as it had for the last few days, me getting odd comment about the length of my skirt or my pokies, some good, some bad, and me checking out what the other girls were wearing to see if I was in the shortest skirt.

I again saw 3 or 4 girls in short shorts that looked so tight that they would be trying to cut them in half; and I saw 2 girls wearing skirts that looked the same length as mine. I wondered if they ever deliberately bent at the waist in front of a teacher or some boys.

As usual, I didn’t know if I had genuinely accidentally flashed anyone and I didn’t even look to see if anyone was looking up my skirt as I went up the stairs to the classrooms on the upper floor, But at lunchtime it was Lizzy that steered me to the steps and she too sat like I did. I looked around and saw Mike and a bunch of his mates at the bottom and wondered if Lizzy was flashing her knickers.

Sneakily looking down I saw a boy hand Mike some money and I wondered how Mike was going to let him get a closer look at my pussy. The boy was one that goes to school on the same school bus as Mike and I and I wondered if he lived somewhere near where we did.

Anyway, Lizzy and I continued talking with me not checking to see if any other boys were looking up my short skirt.

When the bell rang and I got up to go to my next class I looked down to where I had been sat and saw a wet patch of concrete. I smiled as we walked away.

Our next lesson was Science with Mr. Harvey and we had to go upstairs again. I heard a couple of boys behind me talking about what they could and couldn’t see (pubic hair), but I ignored them.

For our Science lessons we have to wear white lab coats and goggles but it was only the nerds who fastened their lab coats, the rest of us never bothered, even when one girl complained that she’d spilled something on her skirt and it had eaten the material. Mr. Harvey saying that it was her fault for not following the rules.

Anyway, everyone worked in pairs that were allocated by Mr. Harvey, me getting lumbered with Tommy, a not so bright pig who spends most of his school hours perving at all the girls. When I discovered that I was with him I smiled and guessed that he’d have a hard-on for all of the lesson.

All the pupils sit on high stools in front of high tables with all sorts of lab equipment on them. The stools have a circular wooden seat that spins around and bars half way up the legs for you to put your feet on.

Tommy was already at our allocated table and when I walked over to him his eyes were well below my face. Considering that Tommy is a nerd that I hardly ever noticed, I felt my nipples and clit tingle as I walked over to him.

I stood between him and my stool and put the heel of one foot on one of the foot rest bars of the stool and pushed myself up onto the stool. As my butt sat on the stool I noticed 2 things, firstly the wooden stool seat was cold on my bare butt, and secondly, my skirt was over the back of the stool and up round my waist at the front.

Tommy’s eyes were glued to my slit and bald pubes.

I looked down at my crotch and was pleased to see my clit resting against the wood of the stool. Another burst of tingling hit my clit and I swear that I saw it swell a little.

Ignoring my exposure I waited for a few seconds then spun round so that I was facing the table and said,

“So Tommy, do you know what we’re supposed to be doing?”

I never got an answer and I turned my head to face Tommy and saw that he was blushing. Wanting to continue the rouse of ‘accidental’ exposure I didn’t say anything about what was on display.

Mr. Harvey started handing out papers for the lesson’s work, going down the other side of the room first. I knew that he’d approach my table from behind so I spun round on the stool and put out my hand ready to take the paper off him. When he saw me, or should I say my slit, clit and bare pubes, he just stopped in his tracks and stared for a couple of seconds then got his composure back and handed me the sheet.

“Thank you sir.” I said then spun back round just like I usually did.

Tommy usually got high marks in science but that day he just couldn’t concentrate. He was constantly glancing down to my lap and we were so close together that I was sure that he could see my clit.

I didn’t understand some of the things that Tommy didn’t so I put my hand up a few times to ask Mr. Harvey. Each time he’d come over to us and I’d swivel my seat to face him totally ignoring my exposure and him looking at my pussy.

By the time the lesson ended I’d learned nothing other than that I was as horny as hell.

I needed my last lesson (History with Ms. Jones) to get back to thinking rationally.

On the bus home I was telling Mike about my day whilst sat on one of his hands. His fingers were on my pussy and one finger was playing with my clit. I orgasmed just before it was time to get off.

As we walked that last bit to home Mike asked me if I intended to be naked all of the weekend. I hadn’t thought of doing that and after a quick think I asked him if he would mind.

“Not at all, in fact I’m hoping that you will be. I’m going to order takeaways each day and Luke and Duncan will be here tomorrow. I know that you want as many people to see you as is possible. I can invite some more of my friends if you want me to.”

“You’re such a caring brother Mike, you can invite as many as you like but can you teach them all to use their tongues like you do.”

“Sure, It’s half term soon and we can have pool parties every day if the weather is good. You can be the only one naked or you can invite some of your girl friends you join if you don’t mind the boys’ eyes drifting to the other girls some of the time.”

“I’ve already invited Lizzy and she’s just about said that she’ll get naked, but I don’t want too much competition, I want to be the centre of their attention.”

“If you like we could go somewhere during the half term week, find some places where you can have a few wardrobe malfunctions.”

“Hmm, I need a new bikini, I’ve ordered a couple online but they might be a bit too revealing for the rents and their friend of if we go to some public places, We could go to shops that sell bikinis and I could try a lot on. There might be some other girls there for you to perv on as well.”

“Sounds like a plan to me, I just hope that the weather will be kind to us.”

“So do I.”

I’d just stripped naked in my bedroom and was walking down the stairs when I got quite a shock. The cleaning woman came out of the dining room and looked up and saw me. We both froze for a couple of seconds then we both started apologizing to the other, both of us saying that we didn’t expect the other to be there.



After a quick laugh from both of us the woman said that she was just finishing and would be gone in minutes. I watched the woman look me up and down but she said nothing about me being naked, not even when Mike appeared and stood next to me. I went into the kitchen and got a drink and was stood next to Mike when the woman said that she was done and left.

As soon as the door shut both Mike and I burst out laughing.

“I hope that she doesn’t tell mum or dad.” Mike said.

“Blame it all on me.” I said, “I always get the blame and it was me that is naked.”

“I doubt that she’ll say anything, but if she does we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.” Mike replied.

“I was thinking about seeing if the pool has warmed up, I’ve never been skinny dipping before.”

“I was hoping that we’d have a 69 before we did anything else.”

“Only if we can do it outside.” I replied.

“Front or back?”

“Back this time then the middle of the front lawn the next time. If it’s during the day.”

“Wow Sis, you really have become an exhibitionist. I’m so glad that puberty changed you this way.”

“Well I’m certainly enjoying it.”

Two minutes later we were in the middle of the back lawn, I was pushing my pussy down on Mike’s face whilst taking his cock as far into my mouth as I could.

After post 69 euphoria I got up and dove into the pool. Surfacing I said that it could do with being little warmer but I started swimming around. It didn’t take long for me to realize that nude swimming is a very pleasant experience, especially if your pussy is still hyper sensitive after been eaten to an orgasm.

The water rushing passed my pussy and nipples was amazing.

Because of the temperature of the water I didn’t stay in the pool for long and when I got out Mike told me to look at my nipples and clit. All 3 were hard and as big as I’d ever seen them.

Then Mike told me that he’d checked the water heater and turned up the thermostat whilst I was swimming.

I ran inside and up to my room where I dried myself then went back downstairs to see what we were doing about some tea.

“Do you fancy opening the door to a delivery driver Simone?” Mike asked.

“Oh, I don’t know, I’m not going to put any clothes on.”

“I don’t expect you to and I’m hoping that you get as big a kick out of the experience as you are hoping for.”

“You’re the best bro.”

I did throw the front door wide open when the delivery guy arrived, then I invited him in to put them on the kitchen table letting him follow me to show him the way.