Just A Quick Story.

There's a reason why I chose that pic of all my pics. You see, underneath that little white tennis skirt is nothing whatsoever. I had a friend take the photo, it was also the first time I had ever taken a picture of myself knowing that the slightest Risky movement would show my assets to the world.  Before that lesson where the pic was taken, we had the dreaded cross country run. I am a crap runner, but fortunately our PE teacher weighed about as much as the Titanic, and never followed us round the route which meant cheatsville. I trotted off that day, knowing I had no knickers on, feeling juicy, and I remember I was thinking about nothing oother than my cunt the whole way. About half way round there is a wooded area and we had to run through it. That was where I had myself some fun, I looked around and there was no one near me, so I ducked ff the track and found myself some cover. Once in there, I leaned my back against a tree, spread my legs and lifted that little white skirt up round my waist. It didn't take long, I'm afraid. It seemed as soon as my fingers touched my clit I was tensing up in pre orgasmic pleasure. The orgasm, when it hit, was lovely. It made me spread my knees wide and some wet stuff came out of me, I don't think it was pee, but it definitely splattered onto the grass. I had two cums like that before trotting back to the sports department and collecting my racquet. That photo is me, about ten minutes after I had cum twice in the woods. Underneath the skirt is a swollen pussy purring with contentment. During the lesson, I could smell myself nicely, and I'm sure my tennis partner got a good eyeful now and then!  Don't think I was alone in being so daring. Most girls did things like this from time to time. Wearing no underwear, or going without a bra was fairly common. Sometimes, a girl would deliberately flash another girl especially in the boring classes. I remember sitting next to a girl called Gillian in a history class. The teacher obviously loved his subject, but he had a voice that could anaesthetise a horse. I remember sitting way back in my chair and glancing at Gillian's knees. She had really sexy legs and she knew it. One lesson spread over either side of a break, and towards the end of the first half, Gillian had been teasing me, lifting her skirt a little, then pulling it down, then lifting it a little higher each time. After the break, she continued until I was sure the next raise of her skirt would reveal her panties. It didn't. Instead, it revealed a lovely 15year old emergence of pubic hair. She didn't have much, but it was still more than mine at that age. She let me look at her for a while before placing her finger between her pouting lips, but unfortunately covering it with her skirt.  I saw her go redder and redder in the face and then she sighed and tensed a few times. She had masturbated right next to me in class. It became something of a sport or a club. We all competed to join the 'Ive cum in class' club. During another lesson I sat next to a girl called Emma. Emma was into note writing. To the teacher, it looked like she was writing down what he or she was saying, but often it was things like this. I'm horny. I'm getting wet. I'm gonna fuck my boyfriend tonight. And of course I would write back. Will u let him cum in u? Yeah Don't get pregnant! Y not? I want his spunk up my twat U dirty bitch Hehehe. Yeah....hey maybe he'd fuck u? Um...nah. I haven't dun it yet. Up the arse? Ewwww!....I'd like,to wank him though.. Is this getting u wet? Hell yeah.....creaming myself. Show me? At which point I'd scoot down in my chair so he was almost lying down, my bottom half mostly hidden under the desk, then I'd tug my panties down and up at the crotch so Emma could see I wasn't lying. Sometimes she'd do the same. It may sound like it was wall to wall sex at school, but it wasn't. These things didn't happen every day, but certainly way more in the summer than in the winter. I think it was the risk that made it all the more erotic.