Incest stories: Team photos – Chapter 7: Caitlyn
After school I went to my gymnastics class, I really enjoyed it but I was having a hard time concentrating. I couldn’t get what Lauren had done for me at lunch out of my head. The way she had slapped that bitch, made her cry and then forced her to apologize to me. I had gotten so wet watching her and then the kiss we’d shared afterwards. I just couldn’t wait to get her alone tonight, I had special plans for her.
Once we had finished I met up with my best friend Sara in the locker room. We were undressing, getting ready to shower. I didn’t usually pay much attention to the other girls, I was always lusting after Lauren with no room in my mind for any other girls. But today was different, after finally getting a taste of some sweet girl love my outlook towards other girls had definitely changed.
I couldn’t help but admire Sara’s bubble butt and C-cup breasts as she removed her leotard, pulling the strap out from between her butt cheeks. I shook my head, trying to get my focus back, I needed to ask her for a favor, not jump her bones right now.
“Sara, can you do me a really big favor?”
“Sure Cat, whatcha need?” she always called me cat, I wouldn’t let anyone else get away with it, but she got special treatment.
I didn’t quite know how to ask as it was kind of a weird request, but Sara knew all my secrets so I just blurted it out.
“Can I borrow some of your toys?” I could feel myself blushing, but hoped no one else could notice, since I was still hot and sweaty after the hard work we’d just done.
Sara sat down, pulling her tights and panties off her feet, just wearing a sports bra now, “You want to borrow my ‘toys’? Since when did you use dildos? I thought you preferred your fingers to hard rubber.”
Sara and I had spent many a sleepover talking about the boys and girls she liked and my lust for Lauren. Sara had shown me how to get myself off properly, sometimes we’d have little masturbation sessions and she showed me her sex toy collection. Her mother kept buying her toys, I thought it was kind of weird, and she didn’t have a dad but I liked her mum anyway.
“Well…..things have changed recently,” I started pulling off my own tights, glad to finally get those tight clothes off, a bit of cool air on my hot skin.
Sara looked at me quizzically for a second, then a huge smile broke out across her face. “You did it didn’t you!?! You fucked Lauren!”
“Shhhhhh! Don’t be so loud!” I looked around, but no one seemed to be paying attention to us, there was just the usual level of chatter and laughter of 20 teenage girls in a locker room.
“Yeah we did, twice last night” I could feel my nipples tingling and getting hard just thinking about it again. I don’t think I was ever going to be able to stop thinking about it.
“Well come on, tell me about it!” Sara grabbed her towel, shampoo etc. and headed for the showers. I quickly grabbed my gear and followed her, my gaze was drawn again to the flexing mounds of her buttocks and her long black hair that almost reached her ass.
“We don’t have enough time to tell you all the details, but it was awesome, better than I ever could have dreamed. And I want to give her a special treat tonight and I thought about using something of yours”
Sara turned on a shower and stepped under the spray, running her hands thru her hair, I couldn’t help myself, I kept staring at her as I started my own shower. Sara had such large breasts, it was almost funny sometimes watching her at gymnastics, and they would shake and lurch all over the place as she would tumble, flip and move around. She would complain about them, but I know she loved them and the attention they got her. I just wished she went to my school so I could spend more time with her.
“Sorry Cat, I can’t get you anything tonight, Mum just got a promotion so we’re going out for dinner tonight. We could try and meet tomorrow afternoon or something if you want?”
Damn, I thought, what to do now I wondered? Sara, didn’t live very close and she was home schooled so we didn’t get to see each other as often as I would have liked. One of us would usually spend Saturday night at the others place every weekend, otherwise it was just Monday nights at gymnastics right now.
“How about I come over on Friday and spend the weekend, I could show you how to use them properly,” Sara had a look in her eye that I’d never seen before. Did she want to get a piece of Lauren too?
When Sara and I played at our sleepovers we didn’t usually get each other off, just lying side by side, legs and arms touching, as we brought ourselves off. Sara loved her toys, but I preferred to use my fingers on myself.
“Do you think you’ll be able to spend the whole weekend? It’s Easter and mum and dad will be gone the whole time for their wedding anniversary” Just the thought of spending that much time alone with Lauren and Sara had my clit tingling, my pussy was getting wet and it wasn’t the shower causing it.
“Of course she will, you know mum lets me do anything I want,” Sara was soaping her pussy now, or at least that’s how it looked, but I knew her and from the way her voice quavered I could tell she was really just rubbing her clit. Sara loved to get herself off sneakily in the showers, surrounded by all these hot girls who had no idea what she was doing.
“I’ll get mum to call your parents, I’ll make her come up with something to convince them to let me stay” Sara could always get her mum to do whatever she wanted, I wished I could.
Sara froze for a second, biting her lower lip, her eyes half closed, obviously cumming and trying hard not to show it. I just watched as I continued to shower in a more normal manner.
After a few seconds her eyes opened and she grinned at me, “Mmmm I needed that, you should try it sometime, it’s so intense trying not to let anyone else know.”
“I always know you little tramp!” I laughed at her as I began rinsing off.
“Yeah you know, but you’re my special little Cat!” Sara let out her funny little purr that she would use when trying to con me into doing something stupid. “Let’s get finished, we can’t spend all afternoon in the shower together,” then she leant toward me whispering, “not today anyway”.
My heart gave a little lurch at the thought, what was going through Sara’s mind right now?
We finished showering, dried off and went to get dressed as we made plans for the weekend. Mum and dad were already waiting in the parking lot for me, so I jumped in the car and immediately apologized for being so late, I needed to be a good girl if I wanted Sara to stay over.
They continued on with their usual babble, hardly paying any attention to me on the drive home. We stopped at a pizza place and Dad went inside to pick up some dinner for us.
Mum turned to me and asked, “How’s Sara today sweety?”
“She’s good mum, she said to say hello”
“I’m sorry you won’t be able to go to her place this weekend, but with us going away I don’t want to leave Lauren alone with Alex, they’d probably destroy the house fighting without you there to keep the peace” she laughed.
I couldn’t believe mum had given me such an easy opportunity to bring up the subject, way to go mum I thought.
“How about she come over to our place this time? Please mum, it would be great to have her keep us company and she gets on really well with Lauren and we’ll be really good. Alex will probably be out with his friends anyway” I was starting to babble so I stopped talking.
“I don’t know honey, the four of you in the house, you wouldn’t be planning on having a party or something?”
“Of course not mum, you know I don’t have enough friends to have parties,” I put a little quiver in my voice, putting my head down and letting my hair fall down around my face. I didn’t have many friends and mum was always on at me to get out more often, but I liked the small circle I had and preferred to keep it that way. But mum was a sucker for the guild trip so I went with it.
“Oh I’m sorry honey, I didn’t mean it like that, I know I can trust you, it’s just that your only 15 and it’s a big responsibility leaving the three of you alone for 4 days.”
“Well it would be four of us and Sara is 16 so it’s even safer.” I’m not sure if my argument actually made sense but it seemed to work.
“OK, I’ll talk to your father about it”
“Thanks mum, it really means a lot to me that you trust me, I won’t let you down, I promise!” YES, I thought, done deal.
Dad finally came out with the pizza and we headed home. We pulled into the driveway and I jumped out, eager to see Lauren.
“Don’t’ forget your bag Caitlyn” Dad reminded me, I doubled back and grabbed it, so mum bet me to the door, opening it and calling out, “Lauren, we’re home!”
Mum headed for the bathroom and I walked into the kitchen, dropping my bag by the stairs. To say I was shocked by what I saw would be an understatement.
Lauren was running across the lawn, holding a shirt in one hand and wearing a tiny skirt that was hiked up around her waist, grass stains on her legs and back and Dusty jumping at her heels.
What the hell had she been doing? She dove headlong into the pool just before Dad walked into the kitchen.
“What is that girl doing now? Swimming at this time of day, go tell her to get cleaned up, it’s time for dinner” Dad sounded like he was half annoyed and half trying not to laugh. I guess he hadn’t actually seen her half naked body, he’d just heard the splash.
I quickly ran and grabbed a towel before heading outside. Lauren was holding onto the near side of the pool, so all you could see was her head and Dusty had wandered off down the yard, sniffing and licking at a spot on the ground.
“Caitlyn, oh my god am I glad to see you, you’ve got to help me,” she sounded close to panic.
“What on earth were you doing? Dad almost saw you, but he sent me out here to get you out of the pool.” As I got to the edge of the pool, I could see that she still didn’t have her shirt on.
She looked embarrassed, “I was playing with Dusty but Alex came home and caught me, he made me do things with him and then he ran off and left me when he heard the car in the driveway.”
nunya says
What? It just ends there? Thats it?
RANDY says
I DON’T THINK I’D WANT TO AUTHOR THIS EITHER. THE 7th UNFINISHED SHORT STORY POST DATE JUNE 30th 2015. SO I GUESS THE ANONYMOUS AUTHOR COULDN’T FINISH A STORY? THEN WHY START IT? THAT AIN’T NO DIFFERENT THAN STARTING A MOTOR REBUILD AND SAYING, “OH, FUCK IT. I’M TIRED OF BUILDING MOTORS” OR A RESIDENTIAL CONTRACTOR STARTING A CUSTOM HOME BUILD AND IN THE MIDDLE OR NEAR THE END JUST SAY, “FUCK IT, WHY EVEN FINISH IT. PEOPLE CAN JUST DRIVE BY AND WONDER WHAT IT WOULD LOOK LIKE FINISHED.” SUUUUUUUCKS!!!