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Helping Hand Pt 04

Helping Hand Pt 04

by jamieplynth
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This is an entry for the 750 Word Project 2025

I had decided I was going to get away from everyone and go on a mind clearing walk.

I hadn't even been in Hawaii for 24 hours before my sister had descended upon me, molesting me, teasing me and getting me off - all in the name of helping my game. All, seemingly because my quasi girlfriend/casual hook-up was her best friend Claire.

My sister Michelle had always been the crazy, unpredictable type- but this was truly beyond the pale. She had been close to Claire for over a decade, they had been like sisters- so it wasn't unimaginable that they would have shared sexual exploits. The question was- would Claire have encouraged my sister to be my sex coach? Did Michelle do this on her own to help us? Or was this some twisted revenge plot?

Of course, there was the painful fact that In less than 24 hours, my sister had made me cum three times - four if you include my jerk session in the shower with her as inspiration.

So I disappeared for the day. Wandering the island and soaking up the Hawaiian culture. But even as I avoided my family, every time I reach in my pocket for my phone I kept feeling Michelle's wet bikini bottoms and getting instantly turned on.

So after texting my mom to get out of shopping and dinner, I made my way back home after everyone had gone to bed. The light in Michelle's room was on, so I made the decision to confront her.

"Hey, we need to talk."

"Oh so NOW you want to talk eh? Come on in,"

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I watched her saunter to the bathroom as I closed the glass door and pulled the drapes.

"This is completely fucked up Mich, like legally and psychologically,"

"Really Asher?" She called out from the bathroom. "Like you fucking my best friend behind my back?"

"C'mon, thats not illegal-"

"C'mon, I was fooling around at first. Y'know how we fool around," Michelle stepped out in tiny silk robe, catching me off guard. "And clearly you seemed to enjoy fooling around... I mean first with Claire, then with me,"

"Yeah but- I mean no- I mean, its none of your business who Claire or I fuck, alright?"

"Look lil buddy- I'm just trying to help you before she gets tired of your... short act and dumps you. This is all in your best interest." Seeming to be getting ready for bed, and looking un-threatened by my presence, Michelle kneeled up on her mattress.

"Fuck you my best interest, you don't know shit about my best interest,"

"Really Ash? You mad? You think I did wrong? You think I need punishing?"

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With that, Michelle slipped the robe off her shoulders, revealing her tanned breasts and trimmed little pussy. Wait... How was she... She had that perfect little arrow of fur I'd only ever seen on... Claire.

Michelle laid back calmly, her legs spreading as a smile grew on her lips. I was dumbfounded, suddenly remembering how her bikini bottoms had smelled. That damp swatch of fabric I'd been smelling all day.

Like a moth to a flame I was pulled inward, my cock hardening as I hit the duvet.

My face found itself between my sister's legs, nestled along her thighs with my tongue stretched out to taste her funk. Somehow my mouth on her cunt felt like the perfect revenge for all the harassment I'd endured thus far. I grunted and hummed as I lapped away, nibbling on her labia and washing my face in her juices. Unlike Claire, my sister wasn't shy and reserved about this- she didn't push my face away after a few polite swipes. Michelle was fully into it, grabbing at my hair and forcing me down harder.

It was abjectly disgusting to be eating my sister out, but it felt good to lash back for once. I was finally taking some control, even if it was to serve her needs. It was a weird imbalance of power, but at last I'd breeched her intimacy and stripped away my fear.

I could hear Michelle whimper and thrash about, the welling of pride building in my chest as I thrust my fingers into her dumb wet cunt.

She began to whine as she smacked the top of my head, begging me off and pleading for me to stop.

I looked up to take a breath as she panted and growled in my direction.

"Show me how you fuck,"

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