My twin sister, Leena and I have always been close. Most days after we 'd come dwelling from school, we 'd watch TV on the sofa. Often, one of us would lie down on the lounge and rest our head 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 lounge as I played with it. Whenever I was laying down, she would place an arm across my shoulders in a variety of light hug. Our parents were rarely home at this clock time as Mum would channelise out to work at 2:00 and Dad would get rest home at around 6:00, leave us to our our devices for a couple 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 wear a shortsighted top than usual ; one the showed off her belly. At one point, while my left hand was stroking her hair, I looked down at her exposed torso. It looked so unruffled an picket ; Thomas More pale than the ease of her skin. I asked, `` Hey Leen, brain if I touch your belly ? '' She responded with little hesitation, `` Sure. Go for it. '' I gently placed my right hand on her bellybutton ; her skin felt as smooth out as it looked. Gently, I rubbed my handwriting across her exposed midriff. Leena turned from the TV, looked up at me and smiled, `` That feels sort of nice. Quite soothing. '' `` I 'm glad '', I smiled back. I 'm not sure how long we continued, but later we heard the keys in the threshold. `` bettor stoppage for now, '' Leena said, `` Dad might think it 's a bit weird. '' `` Ok '', I said, moving my right mitt away from her belly. Leena again smiled at me, `` Again next metre, please ''. I smiled and nodded.

I continued giving my Sister belly rubs for the adjacent few days and she kept telling me how good it made her flavour. On one specific 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 ). `` lay off it ! ``, she gasped through laughter. I turned to reckon 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 able to see up it. The tiny fleshy lumps that had grown out from her dresser were just above me, with the all-encompassing gap visible between them. I did n't know what to say or do. `` What 's the thing '', Leena asked, noticing my change in demeanour. `` Nothing '', I said turning back to face the telly. `` You ca n't hide anything from me. Come on, severalize me '', she insisted. Nervously, I admitted, `` I, um ... I could see ... your, um ... your '', and pointed roughly to her chest. I felt my confirmation getting hot with superfluity. `` Oh '', Leena said. We were unruffled for a spell. Evern with the telly going, it felt muteness. Finally, Leena spoke up, `` So, ah ... What ... What did you think ? '' `` What do you mean ? ``, I asked, trying to focus on the appearance. `` Do you think they look ... ok ? ``, she asked quietly. At that point, we heard the Florida key in the door. I quickly got up, `` I 'm ... just gon na ... splash some water on my face ... aplomb down, you know. '' With that, I hurried to the bathroom before Dad got through the door. I splashed inhuman weewee on my cheek until my convention skin musical note returned and I felt cool again.

The next day, I sat on a different chair from Leena ; still embarrassed about the former day 's event. After a while 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 thought on something ? '' `` Sure, '' I responded, not looking up from the TV. Leena proceeded to walk in front man of me, between me and the TV. I was absolutely stunned ! Leena was standing in straw man of me completely topless. Her pale skin glowed under the ceiling luminousness. Those small, projections jutting out from her eubstance provided insidious curvature to an otherwise prostrate torso. And the modest pink round 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 white meat, `` 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 seismic disturbance of seeing my baby 's boob, and I could n't form a conviction. `` I 'm sorry. I should n't give birth 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 face me and began to study the hummock in strawman of me. After a piece of looking them over, following their form, admiring the substance that her nipples, I made my assessment. `` They look bang-up Leen. They 're a nice chassis, you nipples are a good coloring material and size. I like them, '' I told her. `` I 'm glad '', she smiled. `` Can I ... Would bear in mind if I touched them ? ``, I enquired. `` I 'd care that, '' she responded. I gently, carefully placed my hands on her breasts ; each one barely fitting into my palm. I moved my hand around a little and squeezed ever so slightly. Leena let out a quiet moan of delight. `` They 're quite firm, Leen '', I said. `` Thanks. That feels really safe '', 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 head on my lap. `` Could you massage them for me ? ``, she said, looking into my eyes. `` Glad to '', I responded. I placed my script on her beautiful titty and slowly, gently moved my hands around, occasionally giving a gentle squeeze. Leena, moaned with delight as I continued to massage. At one item, I look my hired hand off and ran my index finger around the edge of her nipple, making surely that one side of my fingerbreadth was always touching it ; Leena 's moans got louder and more than intense. I proceeed to do the Saame with the early nipple. `` AAAHH ! That 's amazing ! ! ``, she cried. at that point we heard the familiar speech sound of Dad 's samara. Leena jumped up, grabbed her tee shirt and quickly put it back on. `` I think I need to slush some water this time ! '' She said, grinning widely, `` Thanks ''. I want to the kitchen to get myself a ice of water.

The come after day, as we were heading to the loungeroom, Leena said, `` I 've got a special 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 head on the cusion. `` So, what 's this mind 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 ''. `` bazaar enough '', I said, `` so what do I do ? '' `` Well, I 'm pretty sure you just put your lip around my nipple and come out suction '', she said. I did as I was told. Carefully, I put my lips to her pap and gently started sucking. `` That 's it '', Leena approved, as she cradled my question to chest, `` Just like that. '' I continued to suck on her breasts, occasionally running my tongue around her tit, Leena gently moaning with each gesture. After a while, she said, `` I think lefty 's had enough. Righty 's getting envious. '' We got up and moved to the former end of the couch and I stated working on her right chest. A patch later, Leena spoke up again, `` Ok, Dad 'll be home soon. wagerer occlusion. '' `` Nawww. But I was having so much fun, '' I protested. `` Me too '', Leena said, `` But I do n't believe we want Dad catching up doing this ''. I nodded and got up. Leena got up and put her top back on.

For the future few months, we had our suckle sessions as often as we could. It was the nearest I 'd ever matt-up to my sister. On one particular day, I was happily sucking on Leena 's wonderful breasts when something felt weird. I stopped. `` What 's up ? '' she asked. `` Something 's different '', I said as I looked at the teat I had just been sucking. It was then that I noticed it : there were a few albumen Elvis on the end of her tit. I ran my finger across the top of her nipple and the marrow 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 rectify ! '' 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 other one, '' I said. We changed over and I got to work of the rightfield slope. After a spell I told her, `` Sorry, nothing on this position yet ''. `` That 's ok, '' she said, `` Hopefully, it 'll materialize soon if we keep going. ``

As we kept up our session, Leena 's compensate breast soon begin to give rise Milk too. After a piece, she started producing enough milk that I was able to toast quite a lot of Milk during our seance. Leena told me that she 'd even been able-bodied to squeeze her white meat in a way that let her spray out milk. I asked her to certify. `` Ok, spread out your mouth '', she said, so I did. She placed both hands around her breast and gently squeezed down towords her tit. respective super C of milk hit the inside of my face. `` So good, '' I told her.

Leena and I continued with our feeding session for many years. Her white meat never got that practically prominent, but the milk kept flowing. Eventually, though I had to motivate interstate for piece of work. On the day before I left we went for a drive and found a secluded spot to park. That Night we spent time of day feeding ; I kept going long after the milk ran out. `` I 'm going to lack 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 often fun it was. One day I arrived home to find Leena standing at my room access. `` I decided to visit, and I 've got a special theme today '', She said with a pixilated smile .