My Twin Falls babe, Leena and I have always been close. Most days after we 'd come home from schoolhouse, we 'd watch TV on the couch. Often, one of us would lie down on the couch and rest our school principal on the other one 's lap. Whenever Leena would lay down, I would often run my hand through her gentle, red hair. It was long enough that I would drape it over the arm of the couch as I played with it. Whenever I was laying down, she would put an arm across my shoulders in a sort of dismount hug. Our parents were rarely home at this fourth dimension as Mum would direct out to work at 2:00 and Dad would get home at around 6:00, leave us to our our devices for a couple of hours.

One summertime, we were on the lounge, and Leena was lying down. It was a fairly warm day, an she had decided to wear a shorter top than common ; one the showed off her belly. At one item, while my left deal was stroking her hairsbreadth, I looked down at her break trunk. It looked so smooth an pale ; Thomas More pale than the respite of her peel. I asked, `` Hey Leen, intellect if I touch your belly ? '' She responded with little hesitation, `` Sure. Go for it. '' I gently placed my right hand on her navel ; her skin felt as fluent as it looked. Gently, I rubbed my hand across her bring out midriff. Leena turned from the TV, looked up at me and smiled, `` That feels kinda nice. Quite soothing. '' `` I 'm glad '', I smiled back. I 'm not sure how long we continued, but later we heard the Florida key in the door. `` Better diaphragm for now, '' Leena said, `` Dad might reckon it 's a bit weird. '' `` Ok '', I said, moving my rightfulness mitt away from her belly. Leena again smiled at me, `` Again next time, please ''. I smiled and nodded.

I continued giving my baby belly rubs for the next few days and she kept telling me how good it made her spirit. On one particular 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 face into stomach. She giggled and doubled over ( as much as she could with my head on her lap ). `` Stop it ! ``, she gasped through laughter. I turned to look up at her, smiling and she smiled back. It was then that I noticed something. My head was right field up against her belly, and when I was looking up at her, I realised that her top was quite loose and I was able-bodied to see up it. The flyspeck sarcoid lumps that had grown out from her pectus were just above me, with the wide gap visible between them. I did n't roll in the hay what to say or do. `` What 's the matter '', Leena asked, noticing my change in demeanour. `` Nothing '', I said turning back to face up the telly. `` You ca n't obliterate anything from me. Come on, recite 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 quiet for a while. Evern with the telly going, it felt silence. Finally, Leena spoke up, `` So, ah ... What ... What did you think ? '' `` What do you mean ? ``, I asked, trying to focus on the shows. `` Do you think they look ... ok ? ``, she asked quietly. At that period, we heard the headstone in the door. I quickly got up, `` I 'm ... just gon na ... splash some water on my font ... cool down, you know. '' With that, I hurried to the lav before Dad got through the room access. I splashed inhuman water on my typeface until my formula skin whole step returned and I felt cool again.

The next day, I sat on a different chair from Leena ; still embarrassed about the previous day 's consequence. After a spell she got up and went to the kitchen and got herself a beverage 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 nominal head of me, between me and the TV. I was absolutely stunned ! Leena was standing in front of me completely topless. Her pale skin glowed under the cap ignitor. Those minor, projections jutting out from her consistence provided pernicious bender to an otherwise flat trunk. And the small pink R-2 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 lie with if you think they look ok ''. She looked down at her knocker, `` I know they 're not very big. I just wanted to know if you thought they looked ok. '' I was still reeling from the sudden shock of seeing my sister 's boobs, and I could n't organize a sentence. `` I 'm gloomy. I should n't have 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 turn her body back to front me and began to study the pitcher in nominal head of me. After a spell of looking them over, following their contours, admiring the nitty-gritty that her teat, I made my assessment. `` They look great Leen. They 're a nice shape, you nipple are a respectable colour and size. I like them, '' I told her. `` I 'm gladiola '', she smiled. `` Can I ... Would mind if I touched them ? ``, I enquired. `` I 'd like that, '' she responded. I gently, carefully placed my work force on her breasts ; each one barely fitting into my ribbon. I moved my work force around a little and squeezed ever so slightly. Leena let out a subdued 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 sofa, Leena approached, taking off her top. She lay down with her question on my lap. `` Could you massage them for me ? ``, she said, looking into my centre. `` Glad to '', I responded. I placed my mitt on her beautiful boobs and slowly, gently moved my hands around, occasionally giving a gentle squeeze. Leena, moaned with delight as I continued to knead. At one point, I look my hand off and ran my index finger finger around the edge of her nipple, making sure that one side of my finger was always touching it ; Leena 's moans got louder and Sir Thomas More intense. I proceeed to do the Sami with the other nipple. `` AAAHH ! That 's awing ! ! ``, she cried. at that point we heard the familiar spirit speech sound of Dad 's paint. Leena jumped up, grabbed her t-shirt and quickly put it back on. `` I think I need to splash some water this time ! '' She said, grinning widely, `` Thanks ''. I want to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water.

The come day, as we were heading to the loungeroom, Leena said, `` I 've got a extra 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 read/write head on the cusion. `` So, what 's this musical theme of yours ? '' I asked. `` I want to feed in 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 ? '' `` Well, I 'm pretty sure you just put your back talk around my pap and start suck '', she said. I did as I was told. Carefully, I put my sassing 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 absorb on her chest, occasionally running my tongue around her mammilla, Leena gently moaning with each question. After a patch, she said, `` I think lefty 's had enough. Righty 's getting jealous. '' We got up and moved to the former end of the couch and I stated working on her rightfield breast. A while later, Leena spoke up again, `` Ok, Dad 'll be home soon. wagerer occlusive. '' `` Nawww. But I was having so much fun, '' I protested. `` Me too '', Leena said, `` But I do n't consider we want Dad catching up doing this ''. I nodded and got up. Leena got up and put her top back on.

For the next few months, we had our sucking sessions as often as we could. It was the tight I 'd ever felt to my sister. On one particular day, I was happily sucking on Leena 's wonderful chest when something felt Weird. I stopped. `` What 's up ? '' she asked. `` Something 's different '', I said as I looked at the tit I had just been sucking. It was then that I noticed it : there were a few white dots on the end of her nipple. I ran my fingerbreadth across the top of her mammilla 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 rightfield ! '' I stopped briefly to say, `` It 's milk ! '' Leena could n't wipe the smile off she face. `` I ca n't believe I 'm making milk ! '' `` Let me try the former one, '' I said. We changed over and I got to go of the right slope. After a while I told her, `` Sorry, nada on this English yet ''. `` That 's ok, '' she said, `` Hopefully, it 'll take place soon if we keep going. ``

As we kept up our Roger Huntington Sessions, Leena 's right bosom soon begin to develop Milk too. After a while, she started producing enough milk that I was able-bodied to drink quite a lot of milk during our sitting. Leena told me that she 'd even been able to squelch her breasts in a way that let her spray out milk. I asked her to demo. `` Ok, open up your mouth '', she said, so I did. She placed both custody around her breast and gently squeezed down towords her nipple. respective special K of milk hit the inside of my face. `` So good, '' I told her.

Leena and I continued with our eating session for many years. Her breasts never got that much bigger, but the Milk kept flowing. Eventually, though I had to move interstate for work. On the day before I left we went for a driveway and found a sequestered slur to park. That nighttime we spent hours feeding ; I kept going long after the milk ran out. `` I 'm going to lose this so much '', Leena lamented. `` Me too '', I agreed.

After I moved, my sister would often call me. When we could we would talk about our sessions and how much fun it was. One day I arrived home to incur Leena standing at my room access. `` I decided to travel to, and I 've got a special estimation today '', She said with a wicked smiling .