My twin sister, Leena and I have always been close. Most Day after we 'd come nursing home from schooltime, we 'd catch TV on the couch. Often, one of us would lie down on the couch and stay 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 clothe it over the arm of the couch as I played with it. Whenever I was laying down, she would place an arm across my shoulder in a sorting of light hug. Our parents were rarely home at this time as Mum would head out to work at 2:00 and Dad would get menage at around 6:00, leave us to our our devices for a span of hours.

One summer, we were on the couch, and Leena was lying down. It was a fairly affectionate day, an she had decided to wear out a inadequate top than usual ; one the showed off her belly. At one stop, while my left bridge player was stroking her hairsbreadth, I looked down at her exposed torso. It looked so unruffled an picket ; More pale than the rest of her skin. I asked, `` Hey Leen, mind if I touch your belly ? '' She responded with niggling hesitation, `` Sure. Go for it. '' I gently placed my compensate hand on her navel ; her cutis felt as shine 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 kinda nice. Quite soothing. '' `` I 'm gladiola '', I smiled back. I 'm not sure how long we continued, but later we heard the keystone in the door. `` bettor stop for now, '' Leena said, `` Dad might think it 's a bit eldritch. '' `` Ok '', I said, moving my good bridge player away from her belly. Leena again smiled at me, `` Again adjacent metre, please ''. I smiled and nodded.

I continued giving my sister belly rubs for the future few twenty-four hour period and she kept telling me how good 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 brass into tummy. She giggled and doubled over ( as much as she could with my head on her lap ). `` bar 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 head was flop 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 bantam sarcoid lumps that had grown out from her thorax were just above me, with the extensive gap visible between them. I did n't recognise what to say or do. `` What 's the topic '', Leena asked, noticing my modification in demeanor. `` Nothing '', I said turning back to face 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 stop getting hot with superfluity. `` Oh '', Leena said. We were quiet for a spell. Evern with the telly going, it felt silence. Finally, Leena spoke up, `` So, ah ... What ... What did you think ? '' `` What do you signify ? ``, I asked, trying to centre on the display. `` Do you think they look ... ok ? ``, she asked quietly. At that point, we heard the headstone in the door. I quickly got up, `` I 'm ... just gon na ... splash some weewee on my fount ... Cool down, you know. '' With that, I hurried to the bathroom before Dad got through the door. I splashed inhuman water on my brass until my formula skin smell returned and I felt aplomb again.

The succeeding day, I sat on a different chair from Leena ; still embarrassed about the old day 's outcome. After a piece she got up and went to the kitchen and got herself a drink of piss. 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 stunned ! Leena was standing in front of me completely topless. Her pale skin glowed under the ceiling lights. Those belittled, jutting jutting out from her body provided pernicious curves to an otherwise vapid torso. And the low pink dress circle 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 tit, `` I know they 're not very big. I just wanted to have sex if you thought they looked ok. '' I was still reeling from the sudden shock of seeing my sister 's boobs, and I could n't form a prison term. `` I 'm sorry. 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 sour her body back to look me and began to canvass the mounds in social movement of me. After a while of looking them over, following their contours, admiring the nubs that her nipples, I made my assessment. `` They look swell Leen. They 're a decent shape, you nipples are a beneficial colouration 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 like that, '' she responded. I gently, carefully placed my hands on her tit ; each one barely fitting into my palm. I moved my hands around a little and squeezed ever so slightly. Leena let out a hush groan of pleasure. `` They 're rather house, Leen '', I said. `` Thanks. That feels really good '', Leena smiled at me, `` But, Dad will be home soon. '' `` Yeah '', I agreed, reluctently removing my bridge player, `` 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 heart. `` gladiolus to '', I responded. I placed my hands on her beautiful pinhead and slowly, gently moved my mitt around, occasionally giving a gentle squeeze play. Leena, moaned with delight as I continued to massage. At one point, I look my hand off and ran my indicant finger's breadth around the edge of her nipple, making sure as shooting that one side of my fingerbreadth was always touching it ; Leena 's moan got flash and more intense. I proceeed to do the same with the other nipple. `` AAAHH ! That 's pose ! ! ``, she cried. at that point we heard the familiar auditory sensation of Dad 's winder. Leena jumped up, grabbed her t-shirt and quickly put it back on. `` I think I need to splash some body of water this time ! '' She said, grinning widely, `` Thanks ''. I want to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water.

The play along day, as we were heading to the loungeroom, Leena said, `` I 've got a especial approximation 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 idea 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 lay off us ''. `` Fair enough '', I said, `` so what do I do ? '' `` Well, I 'm moderately sure you just put your sassing around my nipple and start sucking '', she said. I did as I was told. Carefully, I put my lip to her nipples and gently started sucking. `` That 's it '', Leena approved, as she cradled my nous to chest, `` Just like that. '' I continued to suck on her breasts, occasionally running my spit around her pap, Leena gently moaning with each motion. After a while, she said, `` I think lefty 's had enough. Righty 's getting jealous. '' We got up and moved to the other end of the couch and I stated working on her right boob. A while later, Leena spoke up again, `` Ok, Dad 'll be home soon. Better stop. '' `` Nawww. But I was having so much fun, '' I protested. `` Me too '', Leena said, `` But I do n't call back we want Dad catching up doing this ''. I nodded and got up. Leena got up and put her top back on.

For the succeeding few month, we had our suck up sessions as often as we could. It was the closemouthed I 'd ever matte up to my sister. On one particular day, I was happily sucking on Leena 's rattling breast 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 white loony toons on the end of her tit. I ran my finger across the top of her nipple and the substance came off on my fingerbreadth. I showed Leena. `` Wow ! '' She exclaimed, `` I think that 's Milk ! '' `` Seriously ? ! '' I exclaimed. I begin sucking again. `` You 're mighty ! '' I stopped briefly to say, `` It 's milk ! '' Leena could n't pass over the smile off she face. `` I ca n't conceive I 'm making Milk River ! '' `` Let me try the other one, '' I said. We changed over and I got to play of the right side. After a while I told her, `` Sorry, zip on this side of meat yet ''. `` That 's ok, '' she said, `` Hopefully, it 'll take place soon if we keep going. ``

As we kept up our sessions, Leena 's rectify breast soon begin to produce Milk River too. After a while, she started producing enough milk that I was able to drink in quite a lot of milk during our session. Leena told me that she 'd even been able to squeeze her breasts in a way that let her spray out milk. I asked her to show. `` Ok, open your rima oris '', she said, so I did. She placed both hired man around her breast and gently squeezed down towords her nipple. Several jets of Milk hit the inside of my cheek. `` So commodity, '' I told her.

Leena and I continued with our alimentation school term for many geezerhood. Her breasts never got that much crowing, but the Milk kept flowing. Eventually, though I had to move interstate for study. On the day before I left we went for a drive and found a sequestered spot to park. That night we spent hours feeding ; I kept going long after the milk ran out. `` I 'm going to neglect this so much '', Leena lamented. `` Me too '', I agreed.

After I moved, my sister would often cry me. When we could we would talk about our sessions and how much fun it was. One day I arrived home to find out Leena standing at my door. `` I decided to visit, and I 've got a especial idea today '', She said with a prankish grinning .