Unleashed: Neighbour Needs Help
Copyright© 2026 by TMax
Chapter 6: Neighbors Need Help
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 6: Neighbors Need Help - 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
Mrs. Reynolds wrapped her good arm around my shoulders and we hobbled to the bedroom, which, unlike my room, I had cleaned. A fresh breeze with hints of pine and a sweet, vanilla scent from the creeping thistle made me smile. I hoped Mrs. Reynolds didn’t notice the thistle because I liked the smell, but all gardeners hate the plant for its ability to spread quick and take over a garden within weeks.
Pushed into the corner of the room, under the open screened window, the king-sized bed had a dark red bed sheet, which clashed with the soft blue and green tones in the rest of the bedroom. Three mismatched pillows, pink on the left, purple in the middle, and blue on the right, leaned against the pale green wall. A dark wood dresser with a wall-sized mirror dominated the other wall. Pictures of her family covered the dresser.
“I smell as bad as the stinkweed, which needs to get pulled with the thistle out front,” Mrs. Reynolds said as I helped her sit on the bed. Images of her on the floor, naked, next to the shower caused me to gasp, and quickly offer a different solution.
“Do you want a sponge bath?” I asked. My bad side wanted to see her naked again, but my logical mind cautioned that this elegant woman would never like a stupid teenager like me, and my heart could not take another crack.
“Please,” she said with a slight smile. Oh no, I hadn’t thought she would say yes. That means I will not only see her naked but will also have to touch her, all over, everywhere.
With a nod, I left the bedroom to get a bowl from the kitchen, then the bathroom to get a washcloth, soap, and water in the bowl. As the water filled the bowl, I stared at myself in the mirror. I needed to brush my hair, my eyeliner needed a touch-up, and I wore a stupid white shirt with Einstein’s messy-haired photo on it, super sexy - not. I didn’t have time to change, which I didn’t need to do anyway, because nothing would happen.
Mrs. Reynolds sat on the edge of the bed, her cut hand pushing her hair back behind her ears, which refused to stay. The messy hair somehow made her sexier, like she had just finished a make-out session, or even had quick sex. My face burned as I set the bowl down on the floor in front of her, careful to avoid spilling.
“Relax, if I get hurt doing this, at least we will get to see the nice ambulance drivers again,” Mrs. Reynolds said, which didn’t make me relax. Instead, it caused me to breathe harder but shallower. They gave me their numbers. I hadn’t called, but I still had the paper.
I unbuttoned her shirt while I stared at her belly button. She had a scar beside it.
“My appendix, they had to remove it,” she said as I finished the last button.
I had to reach around, almost a hug, to remove her bra. My chest touched her bare chest, almost nipples to nipples, and as my nose brushed her ear, I could smell her sweat, a pungent scent that I kinda liked. It reminded me of something good, like safety or love.
I unfastened her skirt and pulled off her panties. My gaze automatically fell on her crotch with her thick pubic hair. And I could smell her, her sex, her musk, strong enough that it made my mouth water.
“Do you want me sitting or lying down on the bed?” she asked, her voice an octave lower than usual.
“If you lie down, I can put a towel down, that would make it easier, but whatever you want,” I said and crossed my fingers that she would choose to lie down on her front. I don’t think I could have met her gaze as I washed her.
“Sure,” she said. I nodded, and with my gaze on the floor, rushed to get a towel. I grabbed three, and as I returned I paused in the doorway, my gaze on her breasts as they hung, with large areola and erect nipples. Embarrassed, I looked away, but upwards, towards her smile and her gaze on me.
I stared at the wall as I put down the towels and helped her shift to lie on her front. Her hand burned in mine and electricity shot from it to my head which caused it to spin.
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