My counterpart sister, Leena and I have always been close. near days after we 'd come abode from shoal, we 'd watch TV on the lounge. 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 soft, red hair. It was long enough that I would cloak it over the arm of the frame as I played with it. Whenever I was laying down, she would place an arm across my shoulder joint in a form of swooning hug. Our parents were rarely base at this time as Mum would head out to exploit at 2:00 and Dad would get household at around 6:00, leave us to our our devices for a yoke of hours.

One summertime, we were on the couch, and Leena was lying down. It was a fairly affectionate day, an she had decided to fag a shorter top than common ; one the showed off her belly. At one point, while my left helping hand was stroking her hair, I looked down at her exposed trunk. It looked so smooth an pale ; more than pale than the relief of her skin. I asked, `` Hey Leen, mind if I touch your belly ? '' She responded with slight wavering, `` Sure. Go for it. '' I gently placed my right hand on her navel point ; her skin felt as polish as it looked. Gently, I rubbed my hired man 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 door. `` Better stop for now, '' Leena said, `` Dad might mean it 's a bit uncanny. '' `` Ok '', I said, moving my redress hand away from her belly. Leena again smiled at me, `` Again side by side time, please ''. I smiled and nodded.

I continued giving my sister belly rubs for the next few sidereal day and she kept telling me how good it made her feel. On one detail 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 abdomen. She giggled and doubled over ( as much as she could with my oral sex 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 fountainhead was decent up against her belly, and when I was looking up at her, I realised that her top was quite promiscuous and I was able to see up it. The tiny fleshy chunk that had grown out from her chest were just above me, with the across-the-board gap visible between them. I did n't know what to say or do. `` What 's the matter '', Leena asked, noticing my alteration in demeanor. `` zip '', I said turning back to front the telly. `` You ca n't enshroud 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 checks getting hot with embarrassment. `` Oh '', Leena said. We were restrained 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 centre on the shows. `` Do you think they look ... ok ? ``, she asked quietly. At that peak, we heard the keys in the threshold. I quickly got up, `` I 'm ... just gon na ... splash some water on my face ... sang-froid down, you know. '' With that, I hurried to the privy before Dad got through the door. I splashed cold water on my face until my normal skin tone returned and I felt cool again.

The next day, I sat on a different chair from Leena ; still embarrassed about the former day 's events. After a patch she got up and went to the kitchen and got herself a drinkable of piddle. 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 front of me, between me and the TV. I was absolutely astounded ! Leena was standing in front of me completely topless. Her pale hide glowed under the cap illumination. Those small-scale, expulsion jutting out from her body provided pernicious curve ball to an otherwise flat 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 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 shock of seeing my sis 's bosom, and I could n't form a time. `` I 'm gloomy. I should n't have done this '', Leena said moving quickly back towards the kitchen. `` hold '', I said, grabbing her arm, `` Let me see. '' I gently pulled her arm to turn her body back to confront me and began to study the cumulus in front of me. After a while of looking them over, following their contours, admiring the core that her nipples, I made my appraisal. `` They look great Leen. They 're a nice shape, you tit are a in effect colour and size of it. 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 hired hand on her breasts ; each one barely fitting into my palm. I moved my bridge player around a little and squeezed ever so slightly. Leena let out a tranquillise groan of delectation. `` They 're quite firm, Leen '', I said. `` Thanks. That feels really respectable '', 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 succeeding 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 middle. `` Glad to '', I responded. I placed my work force on her beautiful dummy and slowly, gently moved my script around, occasionally giving a gentle squeeze. Leena, moaned with delight as I continued to massage. At one head, I look my hand off and ran my index finger finger around the edge of her teat, making for certain that one side of my finger was always touching it ; Leena 's moan got trashy and more vivid. I proceeed to do the same with the other nipple. `` AAAHH ! That 's awe-inspiring ! ! ``, she cried. at that full stop we heard the companion sound of Dad 's samara. Leena jumped up, grabbed her t-shirt and quickly put it back on. `` I think I need to squelch some water this time ! '' She said, grinning widely, `` Thanks ''. I want to the kitchen to get myself a shabu of water.

The take 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 mind on the cusion. `` So, what 's this melodic theme 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 stop us ''. `` Fair enough '', I said, `` so what do I do ? '' `` well, I 'm pretty certain you just put your lips around my nipple and embark on suction '', 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 caput 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 question. After a while, she said, `` I think lefty 's had enough. Righty 's getting green-eyed. '' We got up and moved to the early end of the frame and I stated working on her right breast. A piece later, Leena spoke up again, `` Ok, Dad 'll be home soon. bettor stop consonant. '' `` 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 back on.

For the next few months, we had our sucking Roger Huntington Sessions as often as we could. It was the stuffy I 'd ever palpate 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 mammilla I had just been sucking. It was then that I noticed it : there were a few Andrew D. White DoT on the end of her nipple. I ran my finger's breadth across the top of her nipple and the marrow came off on my digit. I showed Leena. `` Wow ! '' She exclaimed, `` I think that 's Milk River ! '' `` Seriously ? ! '' I exclaimed. I begin sucking again. `` You 're compensate ! '' I stopped briefly to say, `` It 's Milk River ! '' 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 exploit of the correctly side. After a patch I told her, `` Sorry, cypher on this side 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 make milk too. After a while, she started producing enough milk that I was able to drink quite a lot of milk during our seance. Leena told me that she 'd even been able to squeeze her chest in a way that let her spray out milk. I asked her to demonstrate. `` Ok, open your sass '', she said, so I did. She placed both hands around her breast and gently squeezed down towords her mammilla. several reverse lightning of milk hit the inside of my cheek. `` So dependable, '' I told her.

Leena and I continued with our feeding session for many years. Her breasts never got that a great deal self-aggrandising, but the milk kept flowing. Eventually, though I had to proceed interstate for work. On the day before I left we went for a drive 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 very much '', Leena lamented. `` Me too '', I agreed.

After I moved, my sis would often call me. When we could we would blab about our sessions and how much fun it was. One day I arrived home to ascertain Leena standing at my door. `` I decided to visit, and I 've got a special idea today '', She said with a wicked smiling .