Top Tip
Copyright© 2024 by Its a skirt, not a kilt
Chapter 1
“Shaun!”
Shaun ignored the shout from his sister’s room, continuing to run down the corridor on his TV screen, the cross hair bobbing wildly.
“Shaun!”
“What! I’m busy!”
“We need you!”
“What for?”
“Hurry up!”
“Fucks sake...”
Shaun hit pause. Normally, he would just ignore his twin sister Andrea, but Sophie was in his sister’s room. Sophie was easily the most lusted after girl in class and Shaun was no exception to that state of affairs. It was probably something stupid, it normally was, but Sophie had come round in a pair of denim shorts and a cropped plain white T that revealed off a lot of bare midriff. It was also thin enough to show that she was wearing a lacy black bra underneath.
He could make a lot of allowances to be in the same room as a Sophie wearing that outfit.
Shaun approached his sisters door, some crappy music blared out of a rubbish speaker. Mostly likely from one of their phones. Even as he thought it, he knew it was born from jealously. His sister had somehow manipulated their parents into getting her one of the last generation i-phones.
She still complained about it being last-gen, but it was entire life cycles ahead of what he had. If he wanted to send text messages, he opened up his clamshell, typed the message he wanted to send, and then threw his phone at the recipient, because that was faster than his connection.
“Hurry up!”
Shaun sighed. His sister seemed to think the world revolved around her. He knocked on her door out of sheer habit and entered.
“Shut the door after you.” Shaun stopped dead in the doorway. “Hurry up Shaun! We have less than a minute left!”
Sophie and his sister, Andrea, were dressed in similar cut dresses. Very tight, clingy dresses. Dresses that hugged every curve and which neither of their parents in a million years would allow Andrea to step one foot out of the house wearing.
They were what their father disparagingly called ‘hooker dresses’.
Shaun was pretty damn sure Sophie hadn’t brought hers with her. She hadn’t been carrying a bag and there wasn’t anywhere she could have hidden it on her person when she arrived. So it must be Andrea’s.
“Hurry up!” Andrea angrily shouted.
Shaun shut the door. “What do you need me for?”
“Get in the middle.”
Shaun was by no way the brightest in their class, but he wasn’t the dumbest. He shut the door and all but ran over. Andrea took a step back to let him in. Both Andrea and Sophie were showing a shit load of cleavage. Andrea was showing as much as what she displayed in her bikini when they were on the beach on holiday.
He had no idea about Sophie, but that was the most he had ever seen her show, full stop. The view was going to be in his memory for months.
“Squeeze in. For fucks sake! Move Shaun, don’t just stand there like a prick.”
Shaun started moving his hips, shoulders and arms in rough approximation to the music, trying to follow Sophie stood in front of him. Andrea moved in close behind and Sophie backed up to push her back into his front. Shaun looked to the dresser where Andrea’s phone was propped up, recording them.
The layout on the screen was enough to tell him that they were on Top-Tip.
Shaun didn’t see the attraction of the app, but all the girls in school were obsessed with the damn thing. Mother had told Andrea to delete it, and Andrea said that she had. Going by the screen, she had obviously not done so. Shaun couldn’t really understand the point of it. Users were faced challenges by other users, the app’s algorithm choosing what challenges were listed and the challenged gained points depending on how well they did.
Their mother had ordered Andrea to delete Top-Tip, because the app had been receiving a lot of negative press lately. It was gaining notoriety because some girls had been hospitalised for eating seriously hot chillies as part of a challenge. Another girl had died attempting to do a handstand on the top barrier wall of a multi-storey carpark and had fallen to her death. Her best friend, who had been filming the attempt at the time, had suffered a mental breakdown and had tried to end her life as well.
Call of Duty was a lot simpler, and safer, as far as Shaun was concerned.
He looked past the phone into the mirror. Damn, those dresses were really short. Just long enough to cover their knickers. Sophie wore a black tube dress that contrasted against her pure white shoulder length hair. Andrea was wearing a red tube dress, her brown hair hanging to her Middle back.
Shaun was in the middle, in shorts and a T-shirt looking totally underdressed and out of place.
He was pretty sure most of the boys in his class would give body part to be in his place right now. Sophie’s, phone pinged and she looked at it.
“I’ve got to bend over.” She bent over at her waist and pushed back against Shaun, grinding her rear into his hips.
Shaun was in heaven This was going to provide wank bank material for days, possibly weeks.
Her phone pinged again. “Hands on hips!” Sophie said.
Shaun felt his sisters hands on his hips.
“You too Shaun.” Sophie said, still bent over.
All hail the Top Tip algorithm, Shaun thought happily as he placed his hands upon Sophie’s hips.
Fucking hell! He could feel the outline of her knickers through the material of her dress. He was going to have to go to the toilet for sure after this.
Sophie’s phone pinged and she looked at it. “Hell no!” She said laughing.
“What?” Andrea asked curiously. Sophie lifted her phone over her shoulder so Andrea could take it, which she did. Andrea rested her forearm on Shaun’s shoulder, her arm extended as she read the screen. Which, accidentally, or by design, Shaun wasn’t sure, meant that he could read the screen as well.
On the screen was the list of most recent challenges. All of them, bar the last, had a little tick by the side of it.
A counter at the top ticked down with the remaining time to achieve the challenge.
Shaun read the last, unticked one.
The boy is to cup the breasts of the girl in black
Damn! Fucking gutted! Shaun thought as his sister burst out laughing behind him.
Shaun’s eyes travelled to the top of the screen and the completed challenge just about to disappear to make room for the next. If they succeeded in completing the current challenge that is.
Make out
It had a tick of completion.
Holy shit! Had his sister and Sophie made out! He needed to get the app and find out his sisters account. Then he remembered his phone wasn’t internet capable.
The next one was even more stunning.
Make out for more than five minutes
There was a tick next to that one as well.
Sophie put her hand back up and Andrea passed back her phone, denying Shaun the ability to read the rest of the completed challenges on the screen.
He felt Andrea’s breath whisper against his ear.
“Well, what are you waiting for?”
Shaun contemplated the command for all of millisecond. He was only going to get one chance to do what every bloke in school wanted to do, and get away with it. For a second or two at least. He stretched his arms out and cupped a still hunched over Sophie’s utterly amazing breasts.
Fuck! I can feel her nipples!
Sophie squealed like a stuck pig and jerked upright, but amazingly, didn’t bat his hands away.
Her phone buzzed. Sophie looked at it. “I have to cup his hands cupping me.” She handed her phone over her shoulder for Andrea to take.
Shaun caught a glimpse of the timer, the game’s time was almost up only a few seconds remained for them to get maximum points. Andrea took the phone.
“We only have a couple of seconds left...” Sophia placed her hands over Shaun’s and held them tight against her breasts.
Sophie’s phone buzzed with the next challenge. “What does it say?” Sophie asked.
Shaun didn’t let her breasts go, he was going to savour this moment for as long as possible.
“Shaun, you have to slip your hands under her dress, under her bra and cup Sophie’s tits...”
Shaun didn’t need telling twice and slid his hands up, then down, so that his fingertips slid under both dress and bra. He felt her nipples rasp over his palms as he fondled her breasts. Sophie squealed again jerking forward, but Shaun easily held her to him.
They were so unbelievably soft, the breasts. Not the nipples, which were rock hard.
Sophie gasped and had tried to raise her hands to stop him, but she was too slow.
Sophie’s phone chimed the little ditty that signalled the end of the game. On the dresser, Andrea’s screen flashed with the points they had gained.
“You can take them out now...” Sophie pointed out, though she surprised him by not moving or pulling his hands out herself, but he didn’t want to chance his luck, so he slowly, ever so slowly, pulled his hands back out, making sure he kept as much skin on skin contact between his palms and her breasts as possible.
Sophie did a strange little shake and an equally strange soft sigh escaped her lips as his fingertips reluctantly parted from her flesh.
His sister was laughing almost hysterically. Shaun was perplexed.
“What’s so funny?” He asked of her.
Andrea held up Sophie’s phone, so both Sophie and Shaun could read the screen. The challenge where Sophie was to cup his hands was ticked as completed, and the next challenge was.
Boy to stand in front, then girl in red, then girl in black last.
There was no tick next to the challenge. And there was absolutely no mention of him having to cup Sophie’s breasts.
Sophie grabbed her phone off Andrea and read the screen, repeatedly, her eyes going wide in horror.
“You. Fucking. Bitch! You complete and utter cunt!”
Andrea collapsed onto her bed laughing even harder.
Shaun, wisely, refrained from saying anything. As far as he was concerned, this was the best day, well, morning, of his life ever.
“I’m so going to get you back, bitch!”
Andrea had tears running down her face, smudging her eyeliner.
“Your face...” She barely managed between her laughter.
Sophie reached up and repositioned her breasts properly back into her bra cups, pulling the neckline of her dress back over her bra.
It dawned upon Shaun, that he had just been blatantly staring at her nipples, because when he had withdrawn his hands, he had left both the cups of her bra and the top of her dress, or at least, his sisters dress, under Sophie’s breasts.
Sophie didn’t seem to notice or was too distracted to comprehend that she had been flashing her breasts at Shaun. And she wasn’t the only one flashing.
The hem of Andrea’s already scandalously short dress, had ridden up a little, as she lay writhing with laughter on her bed. Not much, but enough to reveal a dark strip between the juncture of her thighs. Shaun wasn’t sure if it was hair or material. Another wriggle and the answer was revealed as being black lace with a hint of brown behind.
Shaun didn’t care that it was his sister. He was seeing a girls pussy. Almost.
Andrea sat up as her laughter subsided.
“Shaun, can you pass me that box of tissues, please?”
Shaun did so and Andrea took a few, wiping her eyes and then blowing her nose. Andrea’s phone, still propped up on the dressing table chirruped and the screen flashed.
New game?
Andrea stood up and Shaun got another, brief, flash of knicker before his sister grabbed the hem of her dress either side of her hips with both hands, and with a distracting wiggle of those hips, pulled the hem down as far as it would go, which wasn’t a lot.
Shaun lost all interest is continuing his Call of Duty game, he had found something far more entertaining.
Please, please, please start a new game, Shaun prayed to all the known gods.
“Another game?” Andrea asked, though she didn’t sound that bothered about the answer.
“I’m so going to get you back ... You are so fucked...” Sophie promised.
In his mind, Shaun imagined the task where Sophie had to touch his cock and she accepted, reaching into his shorts and boxers, pulling out his cock, playing with it as her phone chimed with the next challenge. Which was to take him into her mouth. Shaun imagined her head slowly descending, mouth opening...
“Oh.” Andrea sounded slightly disappointed.
Shaun’s exceedingly pleasant fantasy scenario disappeared as he looked to his sister.
“What?”
Andrea held up her phone so the other two could see. She had swiped start, but the challenge was for three girls to participate. They could let the timer run out without completing any tasks, which would cost Andrea’s account a heap of points. Or, she could manually fail the first task of having three female participants, which wouldn’t cost as many points but would lock them out for an hour as it was the first challenge.
“Helen’s nearby. She might be able to get over before the timer expires.” Sophie suggested. “If we managed the first task, then we wouldn’t lose any points and ranking position.” She pointed out.
“Mmm, she might, but I doubt it.” Andrea said as her thumb moved towards the ‘reject’ Icon.
“Wait!” Sophie shouted. “Don’t swipe!”.
Andrea paused her thumb as Sophie looked repeatedly back and forth between Andrea and Shaun.
“What?” Andrea asked.
“Have you another tube dress?” Sophie asked with a mischievous smile.
“You know I have.”
Sophia lifted both her eyebrows and nodded her head several times at Shaun.
“What?” Shaun asked in bemused reply to Sophie’s repeated head gesticulations.
“That won’t work.” Andrea said, catching on. “His big fat ugly head will give it away...”
“Just do shoulders down in the camera frame, Andrea ... We just need to do the first couple, to not lose points.”
“First couple of what?” Shaun asked confused.
“And it would be funny as fuck.” Sophie said with what looked like to Shaun, a distinctly evil smile. He was starting to realise just how competitive Sophie was.
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