Team Photos 5: Lauren - Sex Stories

Team Photos 5: Lauren

... 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 ...