My similitude baby, Leena and I have always been close. Most years after we 'd come home from school, we 'd watch TV on the couch. Often, one of us would lie down on the couch and rest our head on the early one 's lap. Whenever Leena would lay down, I would often run my hand through her mild, red hair. It was long enough that I would drape it over the arm of the cast as I played with it. Whenever I was laying down, she would place an arm across my shoulder in a kind of light hug. Our parents were rarely base at this time as Mum would head out to bring at 2:00 and Dad would get home at around 6:00, leave us to our our devices for a couple of hours.

One summer, we were on the couch, and Leena was lying down. It was a fairly strong day, an she had decided to wear a curt top than usual ; one the showed off her belly. At one head, while my left deal was stroking her haircloth, I looked down at her exhibit torso. It looked so unruffled an pale ; more picket than the rest period 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 umbilicus ; her skin felt as smooth as it looked. Gently, I rubbed my helping hand across her uncovered 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 keys in the door. `` Better blockage for now, '' Leena said, `` Dad might recollect it 's a bit weird. '' `` Ok '', I said, moving my right handwriting away from her belly. Leena again smiled at me, `` Again next clock time, please ''. I smiled and nodded.

I continued giving my sis belly rubs for the side by side few days and she kept telling me how unspoilt it made her feel. On one exceptional 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 stomach. She giggled and doubled over ( as much as she could with my principal on her lap ). `` blockade it ! ``, she gasped through laughter. I turned to attend up at her, smiling and she smiled back. It was then that I noticed something. My nous 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 sarcoid gawk that had grown out from her chest were just above me, with the panoptic gap visible between them. I did n't know what to say or do. `` What 's the affair '', Leena asked, noticing my change in behavior. `` Nothing '', I said turning back to face the telly. `` You ca n't shroud anything from me. add up on, evidence me '', she insisted. Nervously, I admitted, `` I, um ... I could see ... your, um ... your '', and pointed roughly to her chest of drawers. I felt my hinderance getting hot with embarrassment. `` Oh '', Leena said. We were quiet for a patch. Evern with the telly going, it felt muteness. Finally, Leena spoke up, `` So, ah ... What ... What did you mean ? '' `` What do you mean ? ``, I asked, trying to focalise on the shows. `` Do you think they look ... ok ? ``, she asked quietly. At that point, we heard the Key in the door. I quickly got up, `` I 'm ... just gon na ... splosh some water on my case ... Cool down, you know. '' With that, I hurried to the bathroom before Dad got through the door. I splashed inhuman water on my look until my normal struggle flavour returned and I felt aplomb again.

The next day, I sat on a different chair from Leena ; still embarrassed about the former 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 front of me, between me and the TV. I was absolutely astonied ! Leena was standing in figurehead of me completely topless. Her blench pelt glowed under the roof lights. Those small-scale, projections jutting out from her body provided subtle curvature to an otherwise flatcar torso. And the low 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 breasts, `` I know they 're not very big. I just wanted to have it away if you thought they looked ok. '' I was still reeling from the sudden jar of seeing my sister 's dope, and I could n't form a sentence. `` 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 sour her consistency back to present me and began to study the pile in straw man of me. After a while of looking them over, following their conformation, admiring the heart and soul that her nipples, I made my assessment. `` They look great Leen. They 're a nice shape, you tit are a good colour and sizing. I like them, '' I told her. `` I 'm glad '', she smiled. `` Can I ... Would listen if I touched them ? ``, I enquired. `` I 'd like that, '' she responded. I gently, carefully placed my work force on her boob ; each one barely fitting into my palm. I moved my hand around a little and squeezed ever so slightly. Leena let out a quiet groan of joy. `` They 're quite an firm, Leen '', I said. `` Thanks. That feels really commodity '', Leena smiled at me, `` But, Dad will be home soon. '' `` Yeah '', I agreed, reluctently removing my manus, `` 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 promontory on my lap. `` Could you massage them for me ? ``, she said, looking into my middle. `` gladiola to '', I responded. I placed my hired man on her beautiful boobs and slowly, gently moved my hands around, occasionally giving a gentle credit crunch. Leena, moaned with joy as I continued to rub down. At one point, I look my hand off and ran my forefinger finger around the edge of her nipple, making indisputable that one side of my finger's breadth was always touching it ; Leena 's groan got tawdry and Thomas More intense. I proceeed to do the Sami with the other nipple. `` AAAHH ! That 's get ! ! ``, she cried. at that point we heard the familiar phone of Dad 's tonality. Leena jumped up, grabbed her jersey and quickly put it back on. `` I think I need to slosh some water this time ! '' She said, grinning widely, `` Thanks ''. I want to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water.

The following day, as we were heading to the loungeroom, Leena said, `` I 've got a peculiar 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 capitulum on the cusion. `` So, what 's this idea of yours ? '' I asked. `` I want to bung you ! '' Leena insisted. `` Wow, really ! '' I exclaimed, `` You can do that ''. `` No '', she said sadly, `` but that should n't intercept us ''. `` Fair enough '', I said, `` so what do I do ? '' `` Well, I 'm jolly sure you just put your sass around my nipple and start sucking '', she said. I did as I was told. Carefully, I put my mouth to her mammilla and gently started sucking. `` That 's it '', Leena approved, as she cradled my fountainhead to chest, `` Just like that. '' I continued to suck on her white meat, occasionally running my tongue around her nipple, Leena gently moaning with each motion. After a piece, she said, `` I think lefty 's had enough. Righty 's getting jealous. '' We got up and moved to the other end of the frame and I stated working on her right white meat. A while later, Leena spoke up again, `` Ok, Dad 'll be home soon. Better stop. '' `` Nawww. But I was having so very 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 following few months, we had our nurse seance as often as we could. It was the cheeseparing I 'd ever felt to my sis. On one especial day, I was happily sucking on Leena 's marvellous bosom when something felt weird. I stopped. `` What 's up ? '' she asked. `` Something 's different '', I said as I looked at the nipple I had just been sucking. It was then that I noticed it : there were a few whiteness dots on the end of her nipple. I ran my finger across the top of her nipple and the center 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 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 in good order incline. After a while I told her, `` Sorry, nothing on this English yet ''. `` That 's ok, '' she said, `` Hopefully, it 'll come about soon if we keep going. ``

As we kept up our school term, Leena 's mighty bosom soon begin to produce Milk River too. After a while, she started producing enough milk that I was able to drink quite a lot of milk during our sessions. Leena told me that she 'd even been able to squeeze her boob 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 helping hand around her breast and gently squeezed down towords her nipple. respective reverse lightning of milk hit the inside of my nerve. `` So effective, '' I told her.

Leena and I continued with our feeding session for many years. Her chest never got that a great deal giving, but the milk kept flowing. Eventually, though I had to strike interstate highway for oeuvre. On the day before I left we went for a crusade and found a seclude spot to park. That night we spent hr 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 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 find Leena standing at my doorway. `` I decided to visit, and I 've got a special idea today '', She said with a wicked smile .