Unleashed: Neighbour Needs Help
Copyright© 2026 by TMax
Chapter 30: Family
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 30: Family - Part of the Unleashed Series. Zer causes her older neighbor to have an accident, so with guilt in her heart, she vows to help her neighbor. In the process, her neighbor helps her learn new things and grow from a naive, innocent little girl into a confident young woman. Slow serial. Thirty-Six Chapters. Some chapters contain incest scenes with father, mother, and sister, Polly. Of note: this story has hardcore sex scenes, but also character development.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Fa/ft Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Incest Mother Sister Father Light Bond Group Sex Orgy First Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Big Breasts Teacher/Student Slow
“We know about the videos, Polly, and we know that you saw our old videos, Zer,” Mom said and took a large gulp from her wine bottle. Her breath smelled like alcohol and onions. Her bloodshot eyes wide with fear, she moved on the couch until she faced the three of us. Dad shifted until he commanded the other end, with Polly and me stuck in the middle.
My heart stopped as the world paused. Polly faced Mom, while I faced Dad. He smelled like alcohol. His gaze stayed on the table, fixed on the whiskey bottle cap, hands wrapped around the partial glass of amber liquid, cradled it as if a shield between us. He still wore his apron and had BBQ sauce spots on his forearms. A dab of mustard lay on the left side of his neck, just below his jaw, between his prominent sternocleidomastoid and the edge of the carotid triangle. It had dried and cracked, but still shone bright yellow.
Polly leaned against me, the bones of her spine pushed against my soft mid back, which an hour ago would have caused a fight, but now, in the silence, comforted me, reminded me that Polly would always have my back, to protect and shelter me, like so many times before.
“Mom, I can explain,” Polly said, but stopped, and didn’t explain. Instead, she leaned further back against me. Back to back, like warriors against a horde or a superior fighting force, but in this case, two sisters, both in trouble, against their parents.
“Please do,” Mom said, a prompt that didn’t rouse Polly, but rather, caused her to hunch more, for her lower back to press against me more. I wanted to turn and wrap my arms around her, to protect her, because while Polly could face down anyone, she couldn’t deal with Mom.
“You don’t have to explain. You’re beautiful, and we know that you did it for money to buy out your military service and Zer’s,” Dad said. His dull pink lips mesmerized me, and as they pursed on the word beautiful, my stomach fluttered, and my gaze dropped to his crotch, which he covered with his hands and the near-empty glass. The silence stretched, which gave me time to process Dad’s full words, buy out my service?
I turned and wrapped my arms around Polly, who cried, and trembled, and acted like the complete opposite of my older sister. In the background, the TV turned to static, the white noise matched the white noise in my mind, the thump of my heart, and the hiss of my breath.
“Polly,” I managed to say, barely audible. The world spun, my heart hurt, as tears flowed down my cheeks, dripped on the back of Polly’s neck as I held her and buried my nose in her hair.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” Polly repeated, a low mumble, as I held her. Dad joined the embrace behind me, and Mom on the other side. We held each other. Polly’s hair tickled my nose, as my snot coated it.
“Shhhhh.” Mom and Dad held us and started to cry, but something snapped inside me. Too much of my father maybe, but I didn’t want one of my last nights with my family to end in a cryfest, a pity party, a stupid sad affair, so I snaked my fingers up Polly’s side, which told me her frame of mind, how out of it, how distraught, because she not only didn’t try to stop me, she didn’t even anticipate it when they arrived at her armpits, and I tickled her.
Way more ticklish than me, Polly screamed, pushed Mom, who almost fell off the couch, twisted to stop me, and flung Dad and me off the sofa and onto the coffee table, which broke and scattered glasses and bottles across the floor. I laughed, I couldn’t help it, because I could smell it, Polly pissed her pants.
“Fuck Zer, you’re dead,” she said, no more tears, but with a smile. Dad tried to defend me, but Polly pinned his hands to his side and easily lifted him.
“You’d better tie him up. Otherwise, he’ll just cause problems,” Mom said and held up a spoil of white rope that we always had under the couch. I never knew why, and Mom and Dad never said, but suddenly I understood, and it made me blush. Not stupid, I took off running to Mom and Dad’s room to hide under the bed.
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