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I woke up this morning like so many others, but today was going to be very different. Like clockwork at 4 a.m., the familiar rhythms and words of “Yo Lep!” Yo, Lep! Yo, Lep! Right! Lep! penetrated from outside. I remember jokingly asking my dad before he was deployed if all the Marines did Lep? turns around... and makes two “leps”; do it right.

I wiped my eyes and staggered down the hall to the bathroom, which was filled with urine-filled morning firewood. On the way I bumped into my little sister May's door: "Come on, Pipsqueak, it's time to get ready for school"; - I shouted. I heard a muffled "OK, I'm awake" as I ducked into the bathroom to attend to some pressing issues.

Some time later, May and I were sitting at the table scooping up cereal. As part of our morning routine, May jumped up, went to the fridge, put a big Back then, May was the happy little sister. I was in my final year and graduated this year. Mom was a civilian nurse who worked nights at an off-base hospital. So she usually slept most of the day.

We finished breakfast, put the dishes in the sink, grabbed our backpacks and headed out the door. Before I could get any further into the lobby, I saw a black city car pull up to the entrance and two Marines in blue uniforms get out. My stomach churned and I almost threw up on the spot.

"Steve, are you okay?" You don't look very well. I heard May say behind me.

“May, you need to go upstairs, wake mom and tell her we have guests and it’s important. If you tell her, stay upstairs until one of us comes and gets you. I told her.

“But…” She tried to ask something.

“Please, May, don’t argue”; I interrupted her before she could finish her sentence. She quickly ran away.

Two Marines were already at the door, I opened the screen door before they could knock "Steven Arnold?" one of the Marines asked.

“Yes, sir, and unfortunately I already know who you two are”; - I answered and looked at the floor.

“Is your mother at home, son?” One asked.

“She works at night, I sent my sister to wake her up. She'll be down in a second.

I heard my mother's footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Steve, darling, who is it?” she asked from across the room.

As she got closer, she saw that I was a mix of green from nausea and white from shock.

“Steve, darling, what happened?”

I took a small step to the side. When my mother saw the two Marines, she just started screaming, "No!" over and over again. She lost all use of her legs and fell to the ground. I had to dive to catch them.

One of them said in a quiet voice not normally heard from a Marine, “Mrs. Arnold, it is my sad duty to inform you that Lieutenant Stephen Arnold Sr. was killed last evening by a roadside explosive device while serving his country in Helmund Province, Afghanistan. On behalf of the United States Marine Corps and a grateful nation......” His words became a muffled murmur as I sat on the floor and hugged my mother.

After the funeral, I tried everything in my power to make my mother's life easier. I took on all the media, housework, cooking, thank you notes and all other tasks of daily life while I was at school.

Shortly after the funeral, my mother had no choice but to return to work. One evening, about a month after the funeral, I did a lot of homework, put away dinner, and cooked something for my mother when she came home in the morning. Behind me, May asked a question, I don't even remember what it was, I think she needed help with a math problem or something. The events of the last month, the stress and emotions I had bottled up to look strong all came to a head in that moment. Unfortunately, May felt the full force of it when the dam burst. I launched into a loud, venomous tirade.

"Jesus, damn it, May... Do I really have to do all the damn things here?" That was just a small part of what I spat out as I rushed to my room, slamming the door so hard the house shook. I threw myself on the bed and just burst into tears, my face and neck so hot from all the emotions, from anger to self-pity, pouring out all at once. I lay there for a long time after I calmed down, just staring at the wall. I remember hearing the faint sound of taps playing in the nearby recruit barracks. Essentially, I slept with my eyes open. Before I heard my door open, I was snapped out of my haze when I realized May had slid into bed and curled up tightly behind me, sobbing.

“Please don’t be angryon me... Please don't hate me... I'm sorry... you and mom are all I have left... I'll do better, I promise... Please Steve... Me "Love you." - She said almost inaudibly, trying to breathe between sobs.

I turned around, hugged her tightly to me, pressed her head to my chest and cried with her for a while. She was shaking and her face was completely wet of tears.

"No, maybe don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong, I was a complete bastard for doing that, my feelings got the better of me. I will never hate you, ever! You are my little sister , I will always love you...ok? " "Okay...bastard." She replied and we both laughed. I hugged her so tightly that she had to beg me to relax.

I woke up on Saturday morning with an unusual feeling. After my brain started working, I realized that May was still lying in bed with me in her arms, we were in a spooning position, with her back to me. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and cotton panties. My morning firewood was pressed firmly against her little ass. May spent many nights with me after my father died from nightmares, but this is the first time they have woken me up. I wasn't sure if the weather would upset me or make me hate myself.

My door creaked and my mother poked her head out. She smiled at the sight and looked into my eyes. Mom pointed to May, who was still sleeping, and asked, “Is she okay?” I nodded and motioned for my mom to come in. Mom came in, sat on the bed next to May and lightly stroked her hair. I explained to her what had happened the night before. How I blew up at May for no reason, talked to her and made up, and then she fell asleep so I just left her alone.

“Darling, you are now the man of the house and this responsibility is suddenly in your lap. You were so strong and took care of me and May. But I didn't see you cry or show much emotion. Instead of grieving, you were so busy keeping this family together. It had to come out at some point, and honestly I'm glad it did. Thank you for being so strong. I don't think anyone but your father's son could do it." She kissed me tenderly on the forehead and went to bed. I'll leave May and I to get some rest.

I climbed out of bed, causing May to move a little. I left her in my bed and stood watching her for a minute before leaving the room. She slept peacefully, her shoulder-length blonde hair braided behind her head. Her eyes were closed but still slightly red and swollen, her slightly open mouth looked so damn attractive that my old shirt had crawled up to her waist, exposing her plain white cotton panties. She had only the slightest hint of breasts, but her large, swollen nipples strained against her shirt. Through her panties I could clearly see her bare vagina, it was obvious she had no hair underneath otherwise it would have been visible. I couldn't believe I was looking at my sister like that and thinking about her and went to take a shower, my Johnson leading the way.

I let the water flow over me, I felt much better after the emotional release last night, I could actually breathe easier. I think I understood how Atlas felt as he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. A light knock on the bathroom door startled me.

"Steve... I'm sorry, I really need to go to the bathroom and I can't wait any longer." May said, running in before I could protest. There wasn't much privacy for either of us: the shower door was transparent and the toilet was right in front of it, so we were practically looking at each other. She walked to the bowl, dropped her panties and peed before her butt even touched the seat. She made an “Ahhhh” sound. It seemed like she was peeing forever.

“Damn, you had a full tank!” - I said, laughing.

“I told you I had to go to the bathroom”; she replied with a giggle.

I noticed that the whole time she was there she was staring at my stomach, which was still swollen. There wasn't much room in the shower stall to hide it, so I just pretended not to notice and dismissed it as curiosity on her part. Finally she came, wiping herself and blushing without thinking... "May!!!" I screamed, trying not to wake my mother.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry." She blushed as she ran out of the bathroom.

I just sighed because I couldn't be mad at her any longer. Now I was just rock hard and had to deal with it. May left the door open, but Mom was sleeping like a dead man, and May had probably already poured herself a bowl of cereal. So I soaped myself up and began an even stroke. I can't remember it being this hard since I was a teenager when a strong wind could do it for me. One hand rests on top of the shower door and the other strokes as if you were pressing yourself against the shower stall.The sound of May's ass ran through my head all night. I soon tensed up, trying not to make any grunts or noises, and shot my load all over the shower door. I swear if I hadn't held on, I would have collapsed in the shower. A few minutes later I came to my senses, showered, put on sweatpants and got ready to sit on the couch and do nothing today.

I missed the days when I was excited and just felt the urge. I would call Jenna my friend and we would spend the day together and have a happy celebration at the end of the day. Unfortunately, she was moved to another location about a week before we lost my father, so I lost her too. All I could think about all day was May. Every time she passed me it seemed like she was going to hit me. At one point she put her head in my lap while watching TV and I had to try really hard to keep my cock against my stomach to avoid poking her in the ear.

The day went by pretty quickly, Mom got up and went to the coffee pot that I had already brewed. "Hello mum"; May and I said almost at the same time.

"I put one of those big pans of lasagna in the oven, it'll be ready in about half an hour, giving you time to wake up."

“Thanks darling, that sounds good. What did you two do today? - mom asked.

"Ah, about six feet... What about you, May?" I asked “Even five, Mom!” May blurted out.

"Smart kids... but I love you." Mom replied.

We all giggled and Mom went back to put on her robe and calm down. A little later she came back, ate a piece of lasagna with us and set off. I put the leftovers in a drawer for her and packed her lunch. When I handed it to her she said

“You care so much about us, is there nothing you wouldn’t do for us?”

“Not at all, Mom!” I announced cheerfully as she left for work.

I collapsed onto the couch and tonight it was May's turn to do the dishes. May stood there, unenthusiastically washing the dishes as she stared into space.

“Are you okay, Squirt”; I asked.

After a moment she replied: "Yes... but... Steve... can I ask you a very personal question?"

“Of course you don’t have to be afraid to ask me anything.”

"Your... You know... something was weighing on my ass last night. Why?

“Well, in the dream we were pressing against each other and my body liked it and it got hard. I'm sorry." I told her that I was so ashamed that my cheeks must have turned red.

"My high school sex education teacher said that boys only experience something like this when they fall in love and marry a girl ." - she said innocently.

I laughed. “May, don’t believe everything you hear in school, that’s what they want you to think.”

"Why do boys get hard?" she's back

“That’s probably the best question for a mother”; I answered.

“You sound like dad. I used to try to ask my mother about things, but she turned into a doctor and completely embarrassed me. It took her two weeks to explain what menstruation is and I will probably start this year or next. She told me quite sternly.

This time I laughed, “Mom would definitely do that”; and without thinking I said, "You should have heard her trying to explain my first wet dream when I was your age!"

Then I realized I hadn't even thought about it. My younger sister has reached puberty. Oh damn, what a Pandora's box I've opened. Mom didn't help much, dad died, oh damn, I'm the de facto father and I have no choice in the matter. I have to explain to my little sister what the birds and the bees are.

May finished washing the dishes and sat down on the sofa next to me. I just felt that honesty was the best strategy and tried to explain everything in simple language and common slang. I explained how and why, everything she asked and didn't ask, as best I could.

"You were talking about cum and cum... is... is... what you squirted on the shower door earlier?" she asked.

"Uh... Uh... were you watching me?" I almost choked.

“I'm sorry... I went to my room to get my pants and when I came back I couldn't help it. Are you mad at me?" she asked, almost cowering in fear.

After last night she was so fragile and cautious that she was afraid of making me angry, afraid that I would leave again. I would up not showing any anger, even though I was a little angry.

"No, sweetie, I'm not mad at you. I knew the door was open and assumed you were downstairs, I shouldn't have jerked off . But you shouldn't have blushed while I was in the shower!" - I shouted playfully, tickling her under the ribs.

“But I still don’t understand why I tensed you up, you told me how.But why am I not special? She said.

“May, you are a beautiful, beautiful girl. I think when you grow up you'll have the same influence on a lot of people. And never think that you are not special. You are the most special sister I know. I answered.

"I'm your only sister, stupid." She said, sticking her tongue out at me.

We talked for some time. She absorbed everything I said like a sponge. I know I talked for two hours. After I finished and answered all of her questions, she sat still and silent for a long time, digesting what she had just learned. I was beaten around midnight. May fell asleep next to me, her head pressed against my hand.

I nudged her gently: "May, darling, come to bed on time, brush your teeth and go to the hay, okay." She woke up drunk and stomped up the stairs without a word. When I went to bed she was already asleep in her room. She must have been tired because, to my horror, a trail of clothing was visible all the way to the edge of the bed. The moonlight shining through the window made her smooth skin glow, she was completely naked. Don't get me wrong, I think my sister is beautifully dressed, but in this light she looked like a sleeping angel. Before I decided to do anything wrong, I pulled the sheet over her, gently covered her and kissed her tenderly on the forehead. She moved slightly and said, "I love you, Steve." I whispered back, "I love you, sweetie, go to sleep."

I lay in bed most nights and couldn't sleep. I looked straight at the door and my mother stuck her head in like always. She saw I was awake and slipped in.

— You got up early, is everything okay? She asked.

"Mom, I'm confused and don't know what to do." I said.

My mother took off her shoes, lay down next to me and said with a smile on her face, “Speak, oh, restless child, therapist at home.”

We both laughed and I told her how May became interested in sex and how I tried my best to explain the birds and the bees to her as best as I could.

“I'm sure you did well, you wouldn't have led them astray. I could talk to her if you wanted.”

I laughed, my mother looked confused.

"Come on mom, May told me it took you two weeks to explain your period... damn, you never finished explaining wet dreams to me and that was almost six years ago!" Me explained.

She started laughing with me.

"But seriously, Mom, that's not the worst thing... I... I... have feelings for May. The feelings are wrong, very wrong... she's my sister." I said, starting to compose myself lose. “Mom, she saw me jerking off in the shower. Every time she came near me yesterday I got harder and I wanted... well, you know... last night I even had a hard time putting them down because they were laying there naked... what should I do do?...Mom," I asked.

She hugged me tightly. “Darling, do you love your sister?”

“Yes, ma’am”

“What would you do for your sister?”


“Then how can it be wrong, how can love be wrong”

“Incest, Mom!”

“Most people will disagree, but if you really love someone, it can't be wrong to show it, even if it's family. Rape is wrong, murder is is never wrong. When it comes down to it, I bless you if May agrees to it.”

She leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips and lightly caressed my breasts.

“I love you very, very much, Steven, you have become a good person,” she whispered between kisses.

“I love you too, mom,” I replied as the kisses became more passionate.

I was completely shocked, my mother gave me the green light to fuck my sister and was now touching me. Not that I'm complaining, mom wasn't stupid. She wasn't much taller than May at 6'1", very slim but muscular, with blonde hair, brown eyes and nice, firm C-shaped breasts that hadn't sagged an inch at thirty-eight. She could still pull off the high school girl look.

She slipped a hand under my sweatpants and stroked my cock as it slid down to cup my balls. She held it there for a moment and then moved back up. She paused for a moment to remove her robe, revealing a lace bra and panties set, which soon also fell to the floor, leaving my mother standing completely naked in front of me. Absolutely perfect, the only hair on her body was on her head, I couldn't find a single flaw. I followed his example and took off my sweatpants, now naked too. She slid back into bed next to me.

She lay on her back and allowed me to admire the view.

"Mom, I... I mean... I don't know what to do"; I croaked

"I washed your sheets when you were with Jenna, I think that's what you do." She said

"Yes, but you are my mother..."

"I'm a woman like everyone else, do to me what you did to Jenna." She smiled.

I started kissing her again while my hand lightly touched and explored her breasts. I explored and around her firm tits, getting closer to her areolas but not touching them yet.or her rapidly swelling nipples. He moved his kisses to her earlobes, then to her neck, tracing a line of soft kisses up to and around her areolas, her breathing becoming quicker. I pressed my lips to her right nipple and she gasped loudly. I moved my nipples and licks back and forth between them, giving each breast equal attention. My hand, now within reach, began to slide up and down her pubic mound without penetrating her any deeper. "Oh, Jenna is so lucky," she said between breaths. She placed her hand on the back of my head and hugged me tightly to her chest. I could hear her heart beating as hard as my own. I continued kissing up to her stomach and lightly tickled her navel. I kissed her clean-shaven mound, still running my finger up and down her sloppy, wet slit. Finally I lowered myself between her legs.

I was delighted by the pleasant, youthful look of her mother's pussy. The last time I saw this pussy was seventeen years ago when she brought me into this world through her. I had come this far and now I couldn't turn back. I brought my face closer and inhaled her unpleasant musk. Her lips were swollen, revealing the most intimate part of her sex to me. I could clearly see her swollen love button at the top of her slit. I stuck out my tongue and licked it lightly. Her body convulsed as she moaned loudly. I explored and licked every juicy inch of my mother's pussy. I returned to her clitoris and made gentle circles around it. Her movements and moans became more chaotic. Suddenly her legs slammed shut like a bear trap. Her body began to twitch, she grabbed one of my pillows, buried her face in it and screamed, hugging the pillow tighter so as not to wake May. Her juices flowed like tidal waves onto my face. I didn't stop licking until she grabbed me by the hair and pulled away..."That's enough... Oh man, it's been over a year since I had the big O! Oh my God, Stephen, you’re amazing!”

She turned me on my back and started kissing me, feeling her juices on my face. "Let me return the favor." She said as she slid seductively towards my cock. She picked it up, placed her tongue on my stomach and slowly licked my balls up my shaft to the head, never once breaking eye contact with me. When she got to the very tip, she opened her mouth and took everything down to the root in her mouth. My eyes rolled back into my head and the room began to spin with pleasure. I knew this load would be twice as strong as the one in the shower. She stopped tightly gripping the base of my penis to stop me from cumming. "Not now, I need something from you." "Everything" I said this in sexual excitement.

She straddled me and landed her wet hole right on my cock with incredible precision. The feeling was incredible as she slid on top of me. She leaned over me, put her hands on either side of my head, looked me straight in the eyes and began to rise and fall on my cock at a nice, steady pace, eventually building up to a full fuck. I walked at the same pace as her, our bodies touching. I felt the tremors running through her body and her muscles making milking movements. She started moaning and fucking even harder. I felt my balls tighten and I couldn't take it for a second longer, "Mmmmmm, I...". “Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight…fuck me, baby, fuck me”; she tried to speak more quietly. I exploded, pushing load after load of baby putty straight into my mother's cunt. As soon as I started cumming, she also buried her face in my chest to drown herself out. Her muscles continue to squeeze every drop from my lower back. She collapsed on top of me. We were both panting and completely out of breath.

A few minutes later she was lying next to me, crying quietly.

“What happened, Mom?” I asked.

"I was so excited, we shouldn't have done that." She replied.

“Mom, love can't be wrong... I love you... and you're not just another woman, you're the best, you're my mother. My job is to take care of you. I kissed her tenderly.

She returned the kiss, disappeared into her room and let me sleep the rest of the



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