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Growing up in the Morrison house hasn't been a particularly easy task for 19 year old Ryan since his father walked out on the family when he was 12 years old leaving him the only man in the house trying to look after his mom and his now 18 year old sister Stacy.
Before his dad left everything had been perfect, they were a typical family, dad worked long hours to put food on the table while mom stayed at home raising their two kids.
Then it all came out of the blue, the day that literally tore an entire family apart.
Both kids were called into family room, when they walked in they could see their mom sitting in the chair crying while their dad stood just in front of the fireplace.
"Ryan, Stacy, your mom and I have decided to split up, I've found a new job in California and will be moving their at the end of the month" explained Steve Morrison.
"California", Ryan thought, that's a long way from where they have grown up in Massachusetts as he tried to let the information they have been told settle into his head.
"I love both of you kids and I will take you out to see me whenever possible and you can always call me any time you need anything, I'm still your dad and I'll always be here for you" Insisted Steve.
The rest of the month was torture, pure torture for Steve who never shed a single tear, instead he spent almost every night laying in bed, listening to the sobbing coming from his sisters room, trying to figure out how, at 12 years of age he was going to be the man of the house.
Ryan went into his sisters room on more than one occasion over them few weeks, just to reassure her that it was going to be ok, "I'm your big brother and I'm always going to protect you", he'd tell her as he allowed her cry into his shoulder as he just gently stroked her waist length blonde hair.
When the end of the month came, things had changed. The day after Steve moved out, Ryan came down for breakfast and sat opposite his sister looking into her eyes to try make sure she was ok but something was different. That sparkle, that young carefree glint in her eyes had gone, looking back at him was an almost blank stare from Stacy's eyes.
Their mom, now having to be the sole bread winner in the family immediately got a job in the local Walmart, working crazy hours and leaving her two kids at home every evening to look after themselves.
Ryan always tried to protect his sister, tried talking to her about everything but she pushed him away, gone was that sweet innocent kid who cried into his shoulder about their dad leaving and what was left was a cold, almost callous girl who didn't want to talk to anyone about anything.
As both kids grew through the teenage years their personalities differed more and more, Ryan became a young man, pretty early if the truth be told while Stacy seemed to alienate everyone more and more.
By the time she was 15 her blonde hair had gone, replaced by first a copper red then as black a colour as you could possibly imagine.
Ryan tried hard with his sister but now, at the age of 18 he had pretty much given up. She was constantly in trouble in school, and showed absolutely no interest in dealing with either her mom or her brother.
The one thing Ryan did notice over the last few years was how she would apparently try tease him, things like walking around in her underwear when it was just the two of them there, coming out of the shower she'd let her towel drop slightly, just enough to expose the majority of her breasts but not enough to reveal everything.
Ryan knew she was his sister but hey, he was still a teenage guy and when she would catch him looking, she'd shout "pervert" at him before giving him a cheeky grin before storming away.
Occasionally Ryan would think of her, not as the sister he should but after her little peep shows, he'd notice her body. She was no longer a kid, her breasts had filled out to what had to be a c cup, her ass looked impeccably tight and she had curves but all in the right places.
"Stop", he'd instantly tell himself, remembering this was his sister but he couldn't help think, wonder what the rest of her, the bits she kept hidden during her shows actually looked like.
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It was two weeks after Stacy's 18th birthday, something happened, something Ryan knew would change his relationship with his sister forever.
Ryan was at work in the local electrical store he worked in, he was supposed to work till 8pm but business was slow so his boss Larry had sent him home, there was no point both of them being there to just look at each other.
As Ryan entered the house and walked up the stairs, he could hear soft little moans coming from his sisters room.
"God no", he thought, not another guy she had brought home while her mom was at work, knowing it had happened on more than one occasion before.
As he walked past his sisters room the door was slightly ajar, and as he passed it he could see there was nobody else there, Stacy was on her own in the room, he could barely make out her legs wide open facing towards the door.
Ryan stopped, completely frozen, this was wrong, he knew it was... "Just walk past, into your own room" he told himself but he couldn't.
Instead, he edged closer to his sisters door, gently pushing the door more open. He couldn't stop himself, he knew it was wrong but the growing bulge in his pants told him it was what he wanted to do.
With the door open further he could see, his heart was racing at the view in front of him.
His 18 year old sister was laying on her bed, a pair of pink panties hanging off one ankle, naked from the waist down and a black tank top pushed up, up above her firm breasts exposing the most beautiful, amazing, rock hard pink nipples he had ever seen in his life.
He could see her eyes were closed, one hand was pinching and pulling at her nipple, the other was between her legs, slowly working in circular motions around her clit.
