My twin sis, Leena and I have always been close. well-nigh days after we 'd come habitation from shoal, we 'd watch TV on the sofa. Often, one of us would lie down on the couch and rest our principal on the early one 's lap. Whenever Leena would lay down, I would often run my paw through her delicate, red haircloth. 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 place an arm across my shoulders in a variety of ignite hug. Our parents were rarely home at this clock time as Mum would direct out to work at 2:00 and Dad would get home at around 6:00, leave us to our our gimmick for a couple of hours.

One summer, we were on the couch, and Leena was lying down. It was a fairly warm day, an she had decided to wear a curt top than usual ; one the showed off her belly. At one decimal point, while my go forth hand was stroking her hair, I looked down at her exposed trunk. It looked so smooth an picket ; more than pale than the rest of her skin. I asked, `` Hey Leen, mind if I touch your belly ? '' She responded with little hesitation, `` Sure. Go for it. '' I gently placed my right hand on her navel ; her peel felt as smooth as it looked. Gently, I rubbed my hand across her debunk midriff. Leena turned from the TV, looked up at me and smiled, `` That feels kinda nice. Quite soothing. '' `` I 'm gladiola '', I smiled back. I 'm not trusted how long we continued, but later we heard the Francis Scott Key in the door. `` bettor block for now, '' Leena said, `` Dad might think it 's a bit weird. '' `` Ok '', I said, moving my rectify manus away from her belly. Leena again smiled at me, `` Again next meter, please ''. I smiled and nodded.

I continued giving my sister belly rubs for the next few mean solar day and she kept telling me how good it made her feel. 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 nerve into venter. 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 count up at her, smiling and she smiled back. It was then that I noticed something. My head was powerful up against her belly, and when I was looking up at her, I realised that her top was quite free and I was able to see up it. The tiny sarcoid lumps that had grown out from her chest were just above me, with the wide gap visible between them. I did n't recognize what to say or do. `` What 's the matter '', Leena asked, noticing my change in demeanor. `` cipher '', I said turning back to face up 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 baulk getting hot with overplus. `` 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 degree, we heard the headstone in the doorway. I quickly got up, `` I 'm ... just gon na ... splash some urine on my boldness ... Cool down, you know. '' With that, I hurried to the bathroom before Dad got through the threshold. I splashed frigidity water on my face until my formula skin shade returned and I felt cool again.

The next day, I sat on a different chair from Leena ; still embarrassed about the previous day 's outcome. After a while she got up and went to the kitchen and got herself a drinkable of water. As she returned, she asked me, `` Can I get your impression on something ? '' `` Sure, '' I responded, not looking up from the TV. Leena proceeded to take the air in movement of me, between me and the TV. I was absolutely stunned ! Leena was standing in front line of me completely topless. Her picket skin glowed under the cap lights. Those small, projections jutting out from her body provided subtle curve to an otherwise categorical body. And the small 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 have it off if you think they look ok ''. She looked down at her breasts, `` I know they 're not very big. I just wanted to have a go at it if you thought they looked ok. '' I was still reeling from the sudden electric shock of seeing my sister 's tit, and I could n't mold a condemnation. `` I 'm sorry. 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 reverse her organic structure back to front me and began to analyze the mounds in presence of me. After a while of looking them over, following their configuration, admiring the nubs that her pap, I made my appraisal. `` They look great Leen. They 're a nice shape, you mammilla are a good colour and size. I like them, '' I told her. `` I 'm beaming '', she smiled. `` Can I ... Would mind if I touched them ? ``, I enquired. `` I 'd wish that, '' she responded. I gently, carefully placed my hands on her breasts ; each one barely fitting into my thenar. I moved my hands around a small and squeezed ever so slightly. Leena let out a quieten groan of delight. `` They 're quite firm, Leen '', I said. `` Thanks. That feels really sound '', 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 lounge, Leena approached, taking off her top. She lay down with her pass on my lap. `` Could you massage them for me ? ``, she said, looking into my eyes. `` gladiolus to '', I responded. I placed my men on her beautiful boobs and slowly, gently moved my script around, occasionally giving a conciliate squeeze. Leena, moaned with delight as I continued to knead. At one point, I look my bridge player off and ran my index finger around the edge of her mamilla, making sure that one side of my finger was always touching it ; Leena 's moans got trashy and Thomas More vivid. I proceeed to do the Saame with the early nipple. `` AAAHH ! That 's amazing ! ! ``, she cried. at that compass point we heard the companion auditory sensation of Dad 's Florida key. Leena jumped up, grabbed her t-shirt and quickly put it back on. `` I think I need to splatter some body of water this time ! '' She said, grinning widely, `` Thanks ''. I want to the kitchen to get myself a chicken feed of water.

The following day, as we were heading to the loungeroom, Leena said, `` I 've got a special theme 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 teacher 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 halt us ''. `` Fair enough '', I said, `` so what do I do ? '' `` Well, I 'm fairly certain you just put your lips around my nipple and protrude sucking '', she said. I did as I was told. Carefully, I put my brim to her teat 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 breasts, occasionally running my tongue around her pap, Leena gently moaning with each motion. After a patch, she said, `` I think lefty 's had enough. Righty 's getting overjealous. '' We got up and moved to the other end of the couch and I stated working on her right knocker. A while later, Leena spoke up again, `` Ok, Dad 'll be home soon. wagerer full point. '' `` 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 dorsum on.

For the succeeding few months, we had our imbibe sessions as often as we could. It was the closest I 'd ever matte up to my baby. On one finical day, I was happily sucking on Leena 's wonderful breasts when something felt eldritch. 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 white dit on the end of her nipple. I ran my finger across the top of her nipple and the means 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 good ! '' I stopped briefly to say, `` It 's milk ! '' Leena could n't wipe the smiling off she face. `` I ca n't conceive 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, goose egg on this side of meat yet ''. `` That 's ok, '' she said, `` Hopefully, it 'll happen soon if we keep going. ``

As we kept up our sessions, Leena 's right breast soon begin to produce milk too. After a spell, she started producing enough Milk that I was capable to drink quite a lot of milk during our session. Leena told me that she 'd even been able to squeeze her tit in a way that let her spray out milk. I asked her to demonstrate. `` Ok, open your mouth '', she said, so I did. She placed both hands around her tit and gently squeezed down towords her nipple. Several jets of milk hit the inside of my impertinence. `` So unspoiled, '' I told her.

Leena and I continued with our feeding session for many twelvemonth. Her breasts never got that a good deal bigger, but the milk kept flowing. Eventually, though I had to run interstate highway for piece of work. On the day before I left we went for a crusade and found a secluded 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 much '', Leena lamented. `` Me too '', I agreed.

After I moved, my sis would often call me. When we could we would peach about our seance and how a great deal fun it was. One day I arrived home base to discover Leena standing at my door. `` I decided to travel to, and I 've got a special musical theme today '', She said with a impish smile .