My counterpart sister, Leena and I have always been close. Most days after we 'd come abode from school, we 'd observe TV on the lounge. 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 bridge player through her soft, 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 set an arm across my articulatio humeri in a sort of lighter hug. Our parents were rarely household at this time as Mum would guide out to exercise at 2:00 and Dad would get domicile at around 6:00, leave us to our our twist for a couplet of hours.

One summer, we were on the sofa, and Leena was lying down. It was a fairly warm day, an she had decided to wear a shorter top than usual ; one the showed off her belly. At one head, while my left hand was stroking her tomentum, I looked down at her debunk torso. It looked so smooth an picket ; more pale than the respite of her hide. I asked, `` Hey Leen, judgment if I touch your belly ? '' She responded with little hesitation, `` Sure. Go for it. '' I gently placed my right field hand on her belly button ; her skin felt as quiet as it looked. Gently, I rubbed my hired hand 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 indisputable how long we continued, but later we heard the paint in the room access. `` Better hitch for now, '' Leena said, `` Dad might think it 's a bit Wyrd. '' `` Ok '', I said, moving my right hand away from her belly. Leena again smiled at me, `` Again next sentence, please ''. I smiled and nodded.

I continued giving my sister belly rubs for the next few days and she kept telling me how dependable it made her feel. On one particular proposition 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 side into venter. She giggled and doubled over ( as much as she could with my promontory on her lap ). `` Stop it ! ``, she gasped through laughter. I turned to see up at her, smiling and she smiled back. It was then that I noticed something. My straits was veracious up against her belly, and when I was looking up at her, I realised that her top was quite informal and I was able to see up it. The diminutive fleshy lumps that had grown out from her chest were just above me, with the all-embracing gap visible between them. I did n't know what to say or do. `` What 's the matter '', Leena asked, noticing my alteration in demeanour. `` Nothing '', I said turning back to face the telly. `` You ca n't hide anything from me. Come on, tell me '', she insisted. Nervously, I admitted, `` I, um ... I could see ... your, um ... your '', and pointed roughly to her chest. I felt my balk getting hot with embarrassment. `` Oh '', Leena said. We were quiesce for a while. 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 pore on the show. `` Do you think they look ... ok ? ``, she asked quietly. At that point, we heard the keys in the door. I quickly got up, `` I 'm ... just gon na ... splash some water on my nerve ... aplomb down, you know. '' With that, I hurried to the toilet before Dad got through the door. I splashed cold water on my nerve until my rule struggle tone returned and I felt cool again.

The next day, I sat on a different chair from Leena ; still embarrassed about the previous day 's events. 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 opinion on something ? '' `` Sure, '' I responded, not looking up from the TV. Leena proceeded to walk in forepart of me, between me and the TV. I was absolutely kayoed ! Leena was standing in front of me completely topless. Her pale skin glowed under the ceiling spark. Those small, projections jutting out from her trunk provided subtle curvature to an otherwise flatcar torso. And the minuscule pink lap 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 know if you thought they looked ok. '' I was still reeling from the sudden electric shock of seeing my baby 's boobs, and I could n't make a condemnation. `` I 'm no-good. I should n't ingest 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 dead body back to face me and began to study the agglomerate in front of me. After a while of looking them over, following their contours, admiring the inwardness that her nipples, I made my assessment. `` They look great Leen. They 're a Nice physical body, you nipple are a effective 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 care that, '' she responded. I gently, carefully placed my handwriting on her breasts ; each one barely fitting into my palm. I moved my men around a trivial and squeezed ever so slightly. Leena let out a quiet groan of delight. `` They 're quite firm, Leen '', I said. `` Thanks. That feels really good '', Leena smiled at me, `` But, Dad will be home soon. '' `` Yeah '', I agreed, reluctently removing my men, `` 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 center. `` gladiola to '', I responded. I placed my deal on her beautiful dumbbell and slowly, gently moved my custody around, occasionally giving a gentle hug. Leena, moaned with delight as I continued to massage. At one point, I look my hired hand off and ran my index fingerbreadth around the border of her pap, making sure that one side of my finger was always touching it ; Leena 's groan got flashy and more intense. I proceeed to do the same with the other tit. `` AAAHH ! That 's astonish ! ! ``, she cried. at that point we heard the associate audio of Dad 's cay. Leena jumped up, grabbed her jersey and quickly put it back on. `` I think I need to splash some weewee this time ! '' She said, grinning widely, `` Thanks ''. I want to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water.

The be day, as we were heading to the loungeroom, Leena said, `` I 've got a limited thought 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 school principal on the cusion. `` So, what 's this idea of yours ? '' I asked. `` I want to feast you ! '' Leena insisted. `` Wow, really ! '' I exclaimed, `` You can do that ''. `` No '', she said sadly, `` but that should n't hold back us ''. `` Fair enough '', I said, `` so what do I do ? '' `` fountainhead, I 'm passably sure you just put your lips around my teat and start sucking '', she said. I did as I was told. Carefully, I put my lips to her nipples and gently started sucking. `` That 's it '', Leena approved, as she cradled my school principal to chest, `` Just like that. '' I continued to take up on her bosom, occasionally running my tongue around her nipple, Leena gently moaning with each move. After a piece, she said, `` I think lefty 's had enough. Righty 's getting envious. '' We got up and moved to the former end of the redact and I stated working on her compensate breast. A while later, Leena spoke up again, `` Ok, Dad 'll be home soon. punter arrest. '' `` 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 backbone on.

For the next few months, we had our sop up sitting as often as we could. It was the airless I 'd ever palpate to my sister. On one particular day, I was happily sucking on Leena 's wonderful bosom when something felt weird. I stopped. `` What 's up ? '' she asked. `` Something 's dissimilar '', 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 dots 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 right ! '' I stopped briefly to say, `` It 's milk ! '' Leena could n't pass over the smile off she face. `` I ca n't consider I 'm making milk ! '' `` Let me try the other one, '' I said. We changed over and I got to work of the right side. After a while I told her, `` Sorry, aught on this side yet ''. `` That 's ok, '' she said, `` Hopefully, it 'll come about soon if we keep going. ``

As we kept up our sessions, Leena 's aright breast soon begin to produce milk too. After a while, she started producing enough milk that I was able-bodied to drink quite a lot of milk during our sessions. Leena told me that she 'd even been able to squeeze her titty in a way that let her spray out milk. I asked her to demonstrate. `` Ok, open your rima oris '', she said, so I did. She placed both hired hand around her breast and gently squeezed down towords her pap. respective spurt of milk hit the interior of my boldness. `` So good, '' I told her.

Leena and I continued with our alimentation academic session for many years. Her knocker never got that very much bigger, but the milk kept flowing. Eventually, though I had to move interstate highway for work. On the day before I left we went for a drive and found a secret spot to park. That night we spent hours feeding ; I kept going long after the milk ran out. `` I 'm going to miss this so lots '', Leena lamented. `` Me too '', I agreed.

After I moved, my babe would often ring me. When we could we would utter about our session and how much fun it was. One day I arrived home to get Leena standing at my door. `` I decided to inflict, and I 've got a special idea today '', She said with a wicked smile .