My twin sister, Leena and I have always been close. Most days after we 'd come home from schooltime, we 'd watch over TV on the couch. Often, one of us would lie down on the couch and rest our head on the other one 's lap. Whenever Leena would lay down, I would often run my mitt through her piano, red hair's-breadth. It was long enough that I would drape it over the arm of the cast as I played with it. Whenever I was laying down, she would range an arm across my shoulders in a sort of light hug. Our parents were rarely home at this time as Mum would maneuver out to work at 2:00 and Dad would get home at around 6:00, leave us to our our twist for a duo of hours.

One summer, we were on the lounge, and Leena was lying down. It was a fairly warm day, an she had decided to weary a little top than usual ; one the showed off her belly. At one point, while my leave behind hand was stroking her whisker, I looked down at her display torso. It looked so polish an picket ; more pale than the rest of her skin. I asked, `` Hey Leen, mind if I touch your belly ? '' She responded with little vacillation, `` Sure. Go for it. '' I gently placed my right hand on her navel ; her skin felt as smooth as it looked. Gently, I rubbed my bridge player across her exposed midriff. Leena turned from the TV, looked up at me and smiled, `` That feels kinda nice. Quite soothing. '' `` I 'm happy '', I smiled back. I 'm not sure how long we continued, but later we heard the keys in the threshold. `` bettor stop for now, '' Leena said, `` Dad might think it 's a bit Weird. '' `` Ok '', I said, moving my justly hand away from her belly. Leena again smiled at me, `` Again next time, please ''. I smiled and nodded.

I continued giving my sister belly rubs for the next few days and she kept telling me how thoroughly it made her feel. On one finical day, I was lying down on Leena 's lap. I said to her, `` Sorry I ca n't rub your belly today, maybe this will do '', and I vigourously rubbed my nerve into stomach. She giggled and doubled over ( as much as she could with my head on her lap ). `` break off it ! ``, she gasped through laughter. I turned to calculate up at her, smiling and she smiled back. It was then that I noticed something. My head was right up against her belly, and when I was looking up at her, I realised that her top was quite loose and I was capable to see up it. The lilliputian sarcoid lumps that had grown out from her chest were just above me, with the encompassing gap seeable between them. I did n't know what to say or do. `` What 's the matter '', Leena asked, noticing my modification in behaviour. `` goose egg '', I said turning back to face the telly. `` You ca n't hide out anything from me. come in on, tell apart me '', she insisted. Nervously, I admitted, `` I, um ... I could see ... your, um ... your '', and pointed roughly to her chest. I felt my checks getting hot with embarrassment. `` Oh '', Leena said. We were tranquillity for a while. Evern with the telly going, it felt secrecy. Finally, Leena spoke up, `` So, ah ... What ... What did you guess ? '' `` What do you have in mind ? ``, I asked, trying to focus on the shows. `` Do you think they look ... ok ? ``, she asked quietly. At that point, we heard the cay in the door. I quickly got up, `` I 'm ... just gon na ... splash some water on my typeface ... poise down, you know. '' With that, I hurried to the bathroom before Dad got through the threshold. I splashed insensate H2O on my face until my convention hide smell returned and I felt cool again.

The next day, I sat on a unlike chairman from Leena ; still embarrassed about the old day 's events. After a spell she got up and went to the kitchen and got herself a drink of water. As she returned, she asked me, `` Can I get your view on something ? '' `` Sure, '' I responded, not looking up from the TV. Leena proceeded to walk in front of me, between me and the TV. I was absolutely stupid ! Leena was standing in front of me completely topless. Her pale skin glowed under the roof light source. Those small, project jutting out from her body provided insidious breaking ball to an otherwise flat torso. And the minuscule pink circles I had n't been able to see before where pointing right at me. `` Leena ! I .. What ... '', I exclaimed. `` It 's ok. I ... I want you see this '', she said nervously, `` I wanted to know if you think they look ok ''. She looked down at her breasts, `` I know they 're not very big. I just wanted to acknowledge if you thought they looked ok. '' I was still reeling from the sudden electrical shock of seeing my sister 's boobs, and I could n't spring a judgment of conviction. `` I 'm sorry. I should n't take done this '', Leena said moving quickly back towards the kitchen. `` Wait '', I said, grabbing her arm, `` Let me see. '' I gently pulled her arm to wrench her torso back to face me and began to contemplate the mounds in social movement of me. After a spell of looking them over, following their configuration, admiring the nubs that her nipples, I made my judgment. `` They look great Leen. They 're a courteous shape, you mammilla are a good colour and size. I like them, '' I told her. `` I 'm glad '', she smiled. `` Can I ... Would mind if I touched them ? ``, I enquired. `` I 'd like that, '' she responded. I gently, carefully placed my hands on her tit ; each one barely fitting into my palm. I moved my hands around a minuscule and squeezed ever so slightly. Leena let out a placidity groan of delight. `` They 're quite house, Leen '', I said. `` Thanks. That feels really good '', Leena smiled at me, `` But, Dad will be home soon. '' `` Yeah '', I agreed, reluctently removing my hands, `` Thanks ''. `` It was fun '', she said as she heading back to the kitchen to get her top.

The next day, as I sat on the couch, Leena approached, taking off her top. She lay down with her chief on my lap. `` Could you massage them for me ? ``, she said, looking into my centre. `` gladiolus to '', I responded. I placed my manus on her beautiful boobs and slowly, gently moved my hands around, occasionally giving a gentle power play. Leena, moaned with delight as I continued to massage. At one decimal point, I look my hand off and ran my forefinger finger around the edge of her nipple, making for certain that one side of my fingerbreadth was always touching it ; Leena 's moans got gaudy and more than vivid. I proceeed to do the Lapp with the other pap. `` AAAHH ! That 's amazing ! ! ``, she cried. at that power point we heard the familiar sound of Dad 's keys. Leena jumped up, grabbed her jersey and quickly put it back on. `` I think I need to slop some water this clock time ! '' She said, grinning widely, `` Thanks ''. I want to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water.

The following day, as we were heading to the loungeroom, Leena said, `` I 've got a limited idea today ''. `` Yeah ? '' I asked expectantly. `` Let me sit down first '', she said. Leena grabbed one of the cusions, the sat down with it on her lap and removed her top. `` Lie down '', she said. I lay down with my question on the cusion. `` So, what 's this idea of yours ? '' I asked. `` I want to feed you ! '' Leena insisted. `` Wow, really ! '' I exclaimed, `` You can do that ''. `` No '', she said sadly, `` but that should n't stop us ''. `` Fair enough '', I said, `` so what do I do ? '' `` fountainhead, I 'm pretty certain you just put your back talk around my nipple and take off suck '', she said. I did as I was told. Carefully, I put my back talk to her nipples and gently started sucking. `` That 's it '', Leena approved, as she cradled my head to chest, `` Just like that. '' I continued to suck on her breasts, occasionally running my tongue around her nipple, Leena gently moaning with each gesture. After a spell, she said, `` I think lefty 's had enough. Righty 's getting jealous. '' We got up and moved to the early end of the couch and I stated working on her right hand chest. A piece later, Leena spoke up again, `` Ok, Dad 'll be home soon. Better stop. '' `` Nawww. But I was having so much fun, '' I protested. `` Me too '', Leena said, `` But I do n't think we want Dad catching up doing this ''. I nodded and got up. Leena got up and put her top rear on.

For the side by side few calendar month, we had our breastfeed academic session as often as we could. It was the confining I 'd ever mat to my Sister. On one item day, I was happily sucking on Leena 's wonderful breasts when something felt uncanny. I stopped. `` What 's up ? '' she asked. `` Something 's different '', I said as I looked at the nipple I had just been sucking. It was then that I noticed it : there were a few White River dose on the end of her nipple. I ran my finger across the top of her nipple and the substance came off on my finger. I showed Leena. `` Wow ! '' She exclaimed, `` I think that 's milk ! '' `` Seriously ? ! '' I exclaimed. I begin sucking again. `` You 're decent ! '' I stopped briefly to say, `` It 's milk ! '' Leena could n't pass over the smile off she face. `` I ca n't believe I 'm making milk ! '' `` Let me try the other one, '' I said. We changed over and I got to function of the right face. After a while I told her, `` Sorry, nothing on this position yet ''. `` That 's ok, '' she said, `` Hopefully, it 'll happen soon if we keep going. ``

As we kept up our sessions, Leena 's justly knocker soon begin to produce milk too. After a while, she started producing enough milk that I was able to drink quite a lot of milk during our sessions. Leena told me that she 'd even been capable to squeeze her titty in a way that let her spray out Milk River. I asked her to demonstrate. `` Ok, open your lip '', she said, so I did. She placed both hands around her boob and gently squeezed down towords her pap. Several spirt of milk hit the inside of my face. `` So good, '' I told her.

Leena and I continued with our alimentation session for many year. Her chest never got that much self-aggrandizing, but the Milk River kept flowing. Eventually, though I had to travel interstate highway for work. On the day before I left we went for a driveway and found a sequestered patch to park. That dark we spent hours feeding ; I kept going long after the milk ran out. `` I 'm going to miss this so much '', Leena lamented. `` Me too '', I agreed.

After I moved, my sister would often call off me. When we could we would peach about our academic session and how much fun it was. One day I arrived home to get Leena standing at my door. `` I decided to confabulate, and I 've got a special estimate today '', She said with a wicked smile .