Team photos – Chapter 5: Lauren

Incest stories: Team photos – Chapter 5: Lauren

Who gets what they want the most?

Team Photos 5 – Lauren and Dusty

ALEX

That bitch! That dirty fucking little whore! How dare she do this to me!?! I ate her pussy, I even stuck my tongue in her ass and this is how she ‘rewards’ me? That little bitch was going to pay and she was going to suffer for this.

Thoughts like that kept me awake and fuming for nearly an hour before I started to calm down and think about how I could get revenge on her ass. Tomorrow was Monday and she always got home from school first. Caitlyn had some stupid dance class or something after school, and she would get a ride home with mum or dad around 6. If I skipped practice tomorrow I could get her alone for 2 hours or so, plenty of time for me to work out some frustrations on her tender flesh. She liked my tongue up her ass, we’ll see if she’s still smiling after I stick my dick in her ass and ream her out. By the time I’m finished we’ll see whose laughing.

LAUREN

After I closed the door on Alex, I walked into our room to see Caitlyn lying in her bed obviously waiting for me to come back.

“What did you do to him? I heard you cumming, don’t tell me you had sex with him!” Caitlyn sounded rather concerned and started talking as soon as I walked in.

“Ewww, no way would I do something that nice to him after what he pulled today. Who knows how long he’s been watching us, just because we only caught him today, doesn’t mean he hasn’t been doing it for ages.”

I pulled back the covers and was disappointed to see that Caitlyn was wearing her Hello Kitty pajamas; I quickly climbed in beside her, pulling the blankets halfway up. We quickly snuggled in together, wrapping our arms around each other.

“Well what happened then? I could hear you, something went on.”

I could feel Caitlyns breath on my bare chest; she seemed to be staring at my nipples. I proceeded to tell her in great detail just what had gone on between Alex and me in his room (Chapter 4), she kept interrupting me, before I was finally able to shut her up by grabbing her hair and guiding her mouth to my nipple. Caitlyn seemed to get the hint and begin licking and sucking at it until I finished my story.

When I finished, she was quiet, letting my nipple slip from between her lips, I just waited, letting her think before she finally spoke up.

“He is going to be so pissed, we better be careful, cos he is definitely going to try something.”

“Let him try, that pussy is too scared to do anything. We just need to stick together and we’ll be fine.” I was lightly stroking her hair; I loved the way it slid between my fingers, silky smooth and so long.

“Ok Lauren,” she replied in a quiet voice, “we should get some sleep, it’s been one hell of a day.”

I was feeling pretty sleepy myself and she was right, Caitlyn was always right which never failed to infuriate me. “Alright sweety, lets get some sleep, no hogging the blankets though or I’ll have to go back to my own bed!”

I don’t think she believed my threat, but she was quick to grab the blankets and pull them over my head, “The blankets are all yours, just don’t leave”

She grabbed my hand and rolled over until we were spooning, my nipples poking her in the back. “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere.” I continued to stroke her hair until we both fell asleep.

The next day at school, I was sitting at our usual table wondering where Caitlyn was. She usually bet me to our spot, but today I couldn’t see her anywhere. After waiting a couple of minutes I spotted one of her classmates and walked over to her.

“Have you seen Caitlyn? She’s late for lunch and I haven’t seen her”

“Piss off stretch, why would I care where your stupid sister is. She’s probably crying somewhere, hiding in a corner again”

Why did I bother asking this bitch? She was giving me a nasty glare, so I just stuck my tongue out at her, patter her on the head and walked off. I could easily picture her, already pulling a mirror out of her bag and checking to see if I had messed up her hair. Dumb bitch, she thought she was so hot, but anyone with half a brain knew that the lights might be on but no one was home inside that head.

I was a little worried; Caitlyn had been getting picked on quite a lot at school recently. At 15 she was the shortest girl he age in school, but to really piss off most of the other girls, she had the best pair of boobs and she had got them before any of the others.

I had a pretty good idea of where to find her; there were a couple of places I knew of where she would go to hide. On my second guess I found her sitting on a bench behind the gym, her arms were on the table with her head resting on them. I could tell by the way her back was shaking that she was crying. I hurried over and sat down beside her, putting my arm across her back and pulling her against me.

“Caitlyn, what happened? What did those bitches do this time?” I was already getting angry, mostly at those dumb cows in her class, but also a little at Caitlyn. I had been trying to get her to stand up for herself, fight back somehow, but I wasn’t having much luck. Caitlyn was just too shy and timid around other people, it was something that I was going to have to fix.

She looked up at me, tears streaking her face, her skin all blotchy and red from crying. “They were talking about snow white and said I could be the eighth dwarf, Chesty.” She started sobbing again, burying her face in my shoulder.

I almost burst out laughing, she was short, and she had bigger boobs than the rest of them, but Chesty the dwarf? Really? I continued patting her back, making silly soothing noises until she stopped crying and sat up straighter.

“Come on, let’s go to the toilets and tidy you up a bit, before someone sees you and start calling you panda or something.” I pulled her up and led her off to the toilets where we proceeded to clean her up and make her look more respectable again. We still had time before lunch was over so I decided to go have a word with the girls.

“Come on, let’s go talk to those bitches, I have a few things I want to say to them”

“Lauren, NO! You know what will happen if you get caught fighting again. You’ll get suspended or kicked out of school!” She was trying to pull me back, pleading with me, but no way was I going to stop. I loved my big sister and we were much closer now after yesterday’s events and there was no way that I was going to let anyone hurt her, not while I could do something about it.

I didn’t have to ask who it had been making fun of her and I knew just where to find Lisa and her friends. They were always hanging out by the basketball court, preening and flirting with the boys that played at lunch.

Lisa was sitting in the middle of her little group, dirty blonde hair tied up in pigtails, too much make up, skirt too short and looking like a used up whore. But she always had the boys eating out of her hand and a group of vapid girls following her around. It didn’t take much to figure out why the boys followed her, and I think the girls were just too scared of her, so better to be with her than against. I hated girls like that.

I walked straight up to her, staring down at her, so close our knees were almost touching, forcing her to look up into the sun that was shining down from just above my head. She had to squint, making her look a little pig like.

“What did you say to my sister you pig?” I demanded, poking my finger into her shoulder. Caitlyn was standing behind me, trying to look invisible.

“Don’t touch me, giraffe!” She retorted in a haughty voice. She’d come up with that pathetic insult last year, it didn’t bother me, but she seemed to think it was some kind of major victory.

“I asked you what you said, now tell me,” I poked her again with every word. Her followers just stared, seemingly all too eager to watch what was going to happen, not wanting to stop what we all knew was coming.

Lisa stood up, or at least she tried to, I hadn’t left her enough room so as soon as she started to stand she bumped into me and I pushed her back down. I poked her again, harder this time; I knew that her shoulder would be hurting now. “Come on, start talking, you seemed happy to talk about Caitlyn earlier, so why not now?”

I couldn’t hear the game going on behind me anymore so I figured the guys must all be watching us as well. I wasn’t exactly being quiet and I had a reputation.

Lisa seemed to draw courage from her audience; she slithered backwards and managed to stand up on the bench, finally enabling her to look down at me. With an evil little smirk she said, “I called her a midget, Chesty the dwarf, cos she’s a freak, just like you!”

That was just the push I needed, “Lauren, don’t!” I heard Caitlyn say from behind me, but I wasn’t going to stop now. I pulled back and slapped Lisa across the face, the sharp crack of my hand across her mouth brought a collective gasp from her friends. I heard a quiet “Woah” from somewhere behind me.

Lisa stared at me in shock, her hand reaching up to her face, already turning red. “How dare you?! You slapped me you freak!”

I slapped her again, this time on the other side of her face, a smile spreading across my lips.

That broke her; she began crying, her tears quickly causing her makeup to smear and being running down her cheeks. Caitlyn tugged at my arm, “Come on, let’s go” but I wasn’t quite finished yet. This bitch had picked on Caitlyn too often and I wanted to make sure she never did it again.

She’d crouched down, hands cupping both sides of face, sobbing as her so called friends still looked on, none of them making a move to help her or stop me. I was reminded of a group of vultures, circling a dying animal, waiting for their moment.

I reached out and grabbed one of her pigtails, pulling her up until she looked at me, “Please stop” she cried out.

“Look at me you bitch, if you ever come near me or my sister again I’ll yank every piece of hair out of your head” I emphasised my words with repeated tugs at her pigtail, causing her head to bounce up and down.

She was really snivelling now, pleading and begging, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please I won’t do it again I swear, I’ll never talk to you again”