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 Sister's Udders

   My sister Donna left home at nineteen and got married to a guy much
older then her.  I was only twelve then.  My parents were not happy over
that match but accepted it because she was already pregnant with Rodger's
child.  Unluckily some complication arose and she lost her first baby. 
After that there was no pregnancy for another six years.  She consulted a
lot of doctors and went through a lot of medications for becoming a mother.
Finally her prayers were heard or some medication worked and she became
pregnant again.  It was a big news for all of us.  The only problem was
that as soon as that happened her husband got a good job abroad.  He wanted
to take her along but Donna decided to stay back for protecting her
pregnancy.

   It was decided that Donna will stay with us until the baby is born.  She
apparently had gotten pregnant in early October and was now five months
gone, her child due about mid-July.  Donna was 26, and the last time I saw
her I guessed her to be about 115 pounds spread very nicely over a 5' 3"
body.  She certainly used to have curves in all the right places.  We would
talk on the phone several times each month but just never seemed to
actually see each other.  Meeting her in person was a minor shock.  Now,
with her pregnancy, She was overflowing from the top bought for her pre
pregnancy size.

   I was Nineteen and still living with my parents.  I was doing well as a
student but I was not doing good with girls.  I necked a few but had no
actual sexual experience.  Suspecting me gay one day my father cornered me.

   "Why you don't have a girlfriend son?" he asked,

   "What do you mean?" I said, the blush already spreading across my
cheeks.

   "You're nineteen, good looking, smart and have a good body.  You never
go out on dates; you're not gay are you?" he asked bluntly.

   "Do you want me to speak the truth?"

   "What else...  I am ready to hear the worst."

   "The fact is that I want to jump on every girl at school I see.  It's
all I've thought about for weeks.  I'm useless though, every time I go to
talk to a girl I totally lose it, I act like an idiot." I finished.

   "I am happy to hear that you are not gay but remember your sister was
married when she was as old as you." Dad said grinning.

   "Maybe I should ask her to tell a thing or two about seducing girls." I
said smiling.

   "Do you understand about Aids, about diseases, about getting a girl
pregnant?  One of these days you're going to sleep with a woman, do you
want to know anything?"

   "I know all about it just give me some time." I said,

   "You'll manage," he said grinning, while mussing my hair.  "But don't
get a girl pregnant." He warned and handed over a twelve pack of condoms
into my palm.

   One thing which he failed to discuss was my sexual orientation.  Slim
teenage girls were not my first choice.  I had a thing for rounder and
softer females.  This was soon became clear to me because of my pregnant
sister Donna.  One day she hugged me and I realised how different she was
from slim teenage girls.  As She pulled me into her arms, I felt her huge
tummy pressing tightly against mine, so tight in fact the I could almost
feel the baby resting in her womb.  I felt a rush of blood to my cock as
her big size boobs made contact with my chest.  They felt so soft and
spongy sandwiched between me and her.  I never really thought of her as a
woman, much less as a mother.

   My real attraction to my sister started because of another event.  She
wanted to consult her gynecologist but she was not in a position to drive
because of her big tummy.  She asked dad to take her to a doctor but he was
busy and the task fell upon my shoulders.  One evening we climbed into the
car and started our journey to the clinic without much chatter.  At the
clinic we were given some forms by the receptionist for filling.  The
waiting game began after filling the forms.  After about an hour the
receptionist told us that there was a bit of a problem.  It seemed the
nurse had gone home sick, and by law the doctor could not examine any
female without another adult in the room.  She then asked if it would be
okay if I was in the room with my sister during the procedure, since no
other medical staff were around as this was his last appointment of the
day.

   Left with no other obvious choice, I looked towards my sister.  She
nodded her head and I said,

   "I have no objection."

   She smiled and said, "Good, the doctor will see you now." She then
stood, opening the door for us.

   When my sister arrived at the door I lovingly placed a hand on her
shoulder and ushered her down the hall, following the woman ahead of us. 
We were led to a surprisingly large examination room and were told to have
a seat.  She handed Donna a hospital gown, pointed to a screen behind which
my sister could change, and told her to remove all her clothing.  She then
said the doctor would be in momentarily, smiled and closed the door on her
way out.

   Donna moved behind the screen to change.  As there was not much to do I
looked through the divider.  I watched only her feet under it and one
article of clothing after another dropping to the floor.  Erotic thoughts
ran through my head and I could not tear my eyes away from the shadowy
figure undressing behind the curtain, which shocked me like nothing before.
The images troubled me deeply knowing it was my big sister with big tummy
at which I was gaping.

   She emerged from behind the curtain carrying her bundle of discarded
clothes, and handed them to me.  Donna kept standing with her hands behind
her back holding the gown together, and I stared at her with an uneasy
feeling as I had a hard time losing the obscene images from only moments
before.  At that moment a hard knock rang out on the door, and in poked a
smiling man who asked, "Everyone decent?"

   I stood, smiled and shook hands with him.  Dr.  Gozip was a good looking
man, dark hair and eyes, about my height and maybe 42 or so.  He had a
smooth way about him, and I instantly saw why women would find him
charming, but there was something about him that made me uncomfortable with
the idea of him seeing my sister in compromising positions.

   He apologized for the nursing mishap, and thanked us for our
flexibility. He looked at his chart, then at my sister and said, "Ready
Mrs. Roger?" She nodded her head and said,

   "You can call me Donna."

   Dr.  Gozip placed his hand on her shoulder and led her to the
examination table where he pulled out a step and told her to climb on up.
He sat in a chair in front of her and explained the procedure in very
simple terms, telling her that it wouldn't take long, and that nothing
would hurt.  In a cheery voice he said, "Let's get started," and placed the
chart on a bedside table.

   Just before pulling a curtain he made a gesture.  I realised he was
pointing to a mirror on the wall.  He perhaps was taking me as husband of
Donna.  As soon as sthe curtain was closed, I looked at the mirror and
realized I could see most of Hananh's body reflected as she laid on the
paper covered table, yet her head was blocked from my view by a cabinet,
keeping her from seeing me in return.  Dr.  Gozip stood by her side and
began going through her charts and then gave her a little speech that I'm
sure he'd given a thousand women before.  After that both he and Donna
spoke for a while about medical issues, and I was not really listening to
their conversation until I heard him say,

   "That's no big issue Donna, many women feel horny during pregnancy. 
Your husband can help you by kissing and caressing."

   "Thats the problem Doc, he is not here.  He is abroad."

   "Who then is this person outside?" He asked

   "He is my younger brother." Donna replied.

   The doctor looked in mirror towards me and saw me looking at him, "Then
I will suggest you something which you might not like." Donna just kept
silent and the doctor continued, "You can finger your ...  you know what?"

   "I never did that."

   "Its optional."

   "No harm for baby in it."

   "Don't go too deep is all I can say."

   The doctor began the exam Donna by pulling out various instruments,
looked in her ears, eyes, down her throat, all the usual stuff.  After the
preliminaries were completed, he stated, "Donna I'm going to take the top
of your gown down now."

   I leaned forward and stared into the mirror intently as he slowly peeled
the fabric down to her waist.  He turned slightly to look at me out of the
corner of his eye, and I was terribly embarrassed at being caught peeking,
yet couldn't turn away for some reason.  It was the first time I'd seen her
chest exposed.  How lovely her breasts looked was hard to explain.  My
pulse raced and my cock pounded in my pants as I awaited the doctor's next
move.The exam continued with the doctor touching and rubbing her neck, then
down to her chest.  He removed a stethoscope from around his neck, placed
it on her chest saying, "This might be cold," then asked her to breathe
deeply.  He then placed it once more around his neck and moved his hands
back to her chest.  He peeked at me in the mirror again, then started
rubbing her breasts and nipples.

   "Does this hurt?" he asked, his hands caressing them in small circles.

   "Yes Doctor they feel sensitive." she replied

   "Do they leak milk sometimes"

   "Not milk but yes some liquid."

   "These things are not abnormal." He assured her.

   The doctor then moved closer to her head and started talking to her in a
serious tone once more.  "Now is the most difficult part of the exam, are
you ready?" he asked in a soothing voice.

   "Okay, I've gone through this before." she answered softly, trying to
sound brave.

   "Okay, scoot your bottom down to the very edge of the table," he
instructed and she wiggled her way into the new position.  Turning, he
looked directly at my face in the mirror, then moved near Denna's legs.  He
slowly peeled the gown up her body, stopping only when her lower belly came
into view.  He stood above her head and told her to turn her head to the
side, then completed the process by draping the bottom of the gown over her
face, blocking her view of the room completely.

   My cock throbbed once more as her pregnant body was unveiled to my
hungry eyes.  From my vantage point I could not see her hidden treasure,
but her nearly nude form looked wonderful to me, her flawless skin shining
bright under the glow of the hospital lights.  I could see from where the
the bulge of her belly began, just above the tops of her thigh.  It swelled
to a crown at her bellybutton, then sloped gently down to the skin under
her breasts.  I could see how tightly the baby's size stretched her skin,
and it was marked by a thin line descending the centerline of her body and
disappearing under the sheet covering her thigh.  My already thick cock
pulsed as more blood flowed in and I had to adjust my slacks yet again.

   The doctor adjusted the stirrups at the foot of the table for her frame.
"Okay I'm going to touch your legs and place them on something, you ready?"
he asked her, sounding positive and professional.  With that, he reached
down and placed one of her little legs in a stirrup, then repeated the
process with the other, opening her up wide to both his gaze and my own. 
He then grabbed a stool and moved it to the end of the table, and sat right
between her open thighs.

   I felt jealous of the doctor because he was looking between the naked
legs of my sister.  I watched as he snapped a rubber glove on his right
hand, then squirted a drop of lubricant on his index finger.  He looked
into my eyes once more as he massaged the gel down his finger, obviously
preparing to penetrate Donna.  I was like a deer caught in the headlights,
embarrassed beyond measure at being seen that way, yet unable to turn away
from the events unfolding before my eyes.  My guts were torn apart as I
felt like I was about to watch my sister get raped, yet it was actually
turning me on like nothing before.

   He turned forward once more, partially obscuring the view of my sister's
crotch.  "I'm going to touch you now," he said.

   "OK," was her only reply.

   He scooted the stool forward, closer to her treasure, and reached his
hand between her legs.  I shifted my body to the side to get a better view,
deeply ashamed of myself inside for what I was doing.  I could barely see
his fingers trace up and down her pussy lips when I heard him state, "Tell
me if anything I touch hurts, okay Donna?"

   "Okay," she answered softly from under the gown.

   I quickly changed my chair to have a better look in the mirror.  The
doctor had one hand on her belly while the other was touching the skin
around her cunt.  I was not having the full view but I knew that the doctor
was spreading her cunt with his fingers.

   "Uh..." I heard Donna moan

   "Did your previous doctor tell you Donna that you have an unusually
large clitoris?"

   "Unh--" She grunted as he took it between his fingertips.

   "Don't worry, it's perfectly normal to see clitoral enlargement in
pregnant women" he said.

   "Unnh." She groaned harder as he rubbed it.

   "I'm going to examine your vaginal canal now."

   I was not sure but I assumed that the bloody son of a bitch inserted his
finger inside her.

   "How does that feel Donna?" he asked

   "It's okay I guess," she answered.

   "Good.  I'm going to apply a bit more pressure, but don't be scared, I
promise not to hurt you," he added and slowly began inserting his finger
just a touch deeper.  "That still feel okay Donna?"

   "So...Sort of...ffff." She said and I realised for the first time that
she was enjoying it.

   "I feel a strange bump I need to look at.  I'm going to have to change
tools and get a good look inside you." he said.

   She made no response, seemingly content to submit to his judgment as a
professional as part of the exam.  He pulled his hands away from her and
slid the stool back.  Next he inserted a cock like tool in her that had a
magnifying glass attached to it.  He looked though it and finally said,

   "There is a problem?"

   "Is it serious doctor." She said with fear in her voice.

   "Don't worry Donna, I will give you a liquid that will help protect the
baby."

   "Will it be bitter."

   "Oh no, you don't have to take it orally.  You will inject it through a
syringe into your vagina."

   "Ok Doctor, you know how important the baby is for me."

   "I will inject the first dose now and for next three days you will
inject it by yourself."

   I saw the doctor coming out from behind the screen.  For a brief moment
I could look at the exposed part of her pussy through the mirror.  The
doctor saw me doing that but said nothing.  Soon doctor came back and
hindered my view again.  Through mirror I could only guess that he was
touching my sister at her most delicate parts.  He pressed something into
her and I heard her say, "Uggg...  Its hot just like the male semen."

   "Thats it Donna ...your examination is over.  I am going to free you
now."

   Dr.  Gozip loosened the stirrups and let her gown cover her.  After a
couple of minutes Donna came out and asked me to hand her over the cloths.
The show was over for me but the urge to see more of my sister was there.

   My desire to see more was not heard immediately.  It took nearly two
more moths then one day I saw her taking a shower.  Mom asked me to go and
call Donna for dinner, but as I poked in her room she was not there.  I
heard the shower running and looked at the bathroom.  To my surprise the
door was not fully closed.  That was enough for me to peek in.  The sight
was incredible and she looked beautiful.  My heart was beating loudly with
the fear of getting caught.  Luckily Donna was too busy in herself to
notice me.

   She was facing slightly away from me, standing under the shower with her
eyes closed.  Her long hair was slicked behind her head, reaching someway
down her back.  Rivulets of water were cascading over her body.  As I
looked at her naked form I could feel my shorts growing damp with precum.
Her breasts were whiter than then rest of her body, but they still looked
great.  She was in the seventh month of pregnancy so her breasts were
engorged with milk.  She had always had a good cleavage, but after getting
pregnant her breasts had ballooned.  I kept watching, mesmerized, as the
water cascaded over her breasts.  My eyes were drawn to her nipples.  They
looked big, and so dark.  The areolae around them were dark too, in
contrast with the milk white skin of the breasts.  But the nipples were so
big and hard.  Unconsciously I licked my lips, imagining taking one of
those buds between my lips and sucking.

   She was soaping her body and moments of her body making me crazy.  Her
hands were caressing her body, foaming it up with a soap bar.  She rubbed
them it and down both arms, before tracing it gently over her rounded
belly. At seven months -(TM) pregnant, her belly was taught and rounded. 
Far from ruining her figure, it made her look better.  Pregnancy suited
mother, it gave her a glow, a slightly fuller and fleshier figure which
made me watch her even more.

   My eyes drifted down to her ass.  As she was standing more or less
sideways on, I could only see one cheek.  It was rounded and firm, and I
had to suppress an urge to go in there and cup it.  Just as this nasty
thought was permeating my mind, Donna turned away from me completely.  She
gave me a full rear view.  Lord, her ass cheeks sitting there so plump and
inviting was too much for me to taken.  Ireached my hand down into my
shorts and began to stroke my cock.  It felt so hard, so good.

   Unable to tear my eyes away, I watched as she soaped her whole torso,
and began on her upper thighs.  I wished to see her pussy and my wish was
heard.  As if she was listening to my thoughts, she spread her legs, and
began to soap slowly was down her left leg, all the way down to the calf.
As she did so, she was bending over and a glorious sight was revealed. 
First I saw her arsehole, small, pink and puckered.  And as she bent
further still, her pussy appeared in view.

   Sometimes I wondered what it was like, whether it was smooth or hairy.
Well, she had pussy hair, but it was trimmed.  I could see her pussy lips,
they looked like nothing I had ever seen before.  Instead of a tight little
slit, like the girls in the magazines, her pussy lips were plump and
swollen.  Her inner labia poked out slightly from between a juicy looking
pair of outer lips.  It was as if her pussy was looking right at me,
willing me to touch it.

   I closed his eyes and imagined standing behind her.  As I did so, the
noise of the shower had stopped.  In a brief flash, I opened my eyes and
yanked my hand out of my shorts.  She was turning around, turning towards
me.  I ducked out of view and tried to make it back to my room as quickly
and as quietly as I could.  I was fairly sure that I had got away with it.

   A couple hours later she joined mom and me at dinner.  Dad usual was not
at home.  She was wearing a long wrap around skirt and a pale-pink top that
fit like a support bra.  Her huge pregnant tummy was partially naked
protruding out in front of her.  Her long hair was slicked back, still wet
from having just gotten out of the shower.  I couldn't take my eyes off her
enormous baby-ball.  Mom was still busy in kitchen so we started talking.

   "You're awfully quiet over there.  Something on your mind?" She asked me
with a little smile.

   "No, I just can't believe you're dressed this way." I said.

   "Are you complaining?" she asked.

   "No, I think you have a great body." I said with some courage.

   "I'm FAT you moron!" she said in mock gruffness.

   "No you're not" I insisted.  "You're beautiful."

   "I'm learning new things about you all the time," she said and laughed.

   "So, have you picked a name for the baby?" I asked.

   "No, not yet, but I like Shawn."

   "That's a good name."

   "I decided even before my marriage that Shawn will be the name if it was
a boy and Kristen if it was a girl." she told me.

   "You wanted lots of kids, didn't you?"

   "I did."

   "Well, you have one now."

   Before she can say something our mother came with the dinner.  The topic
immediately shifted to food and cooking.

   As Donna's pregnancy progressed she was less able to do all the things
she normally did around the house.  I helped her a lot during that time. 
One fine day she gave birth to a boy and named him Shawn.  They keep the
baby in the maternity ward for two days due to a bit of jaundice.  They
keep Donna as well.  She had a problem in the post-delivery that cost her a
bit of blood.  Then everything was back to normal.  My sister was no more
pregnant but she was lactating and the sight of her feeding the new born
was as erotic as her being pregnant.

   Being a young male I had my fascination with female breasts.  My
experience with them confined only to touching a couple of my female class
mates over the cloths.  They were nothing compared to sister's.  I found
the idea of breast feeding very exciting.  One day when she was feeding her
baby in the presence of Mom and me Mom advised her to feed the baby for six
months only.  She wanted to extend it to one year.  Suddenly Donna asked
mom,

   "How long you fed me Mom."

   "For about seven months." Mom replied

   "And me, how long me Mom?" I asked my mother.

   "For seven weeks, I think." She told me.  It made me angry.

   "Thats not fair Mom, Donna sucked you for seven months and I only seven
weeks."

   Mom blushed and said, "Oh God yes I think I should have fed you more."

   "You know what, when I see a milk laden breast I had a desire to suck."
I spilled the truth out.

   "Hey Mister, don't be sad, If you want some then I had plenty." Donna
spoke in a cheerful mood.

   We all laughed and for the time being the topic was closed.  It
reappeared one day again.  One evening I was going out to buy something for
eating.  Donna asked me to bring a chiken burger for her also.  I went to
the market and returned after about an hour.  The house was quiet so I went
to Donna's room for handing her the burger.  Going to her room proved very
rewarding.  In her room she was lying in bed in her nightgown.  The baby
was lying over her arm, sucking at her breast.  The baby hungrily worked
her mouth on as much of the dark reddish-brown teat as he could fit in.  I
was transfixed by the sight of the other breast.  The right breast was
almost completely exposed.  I had never seen a breast like it before.  In
fact, I only glimpsed a quick scene in an r-rated movie of some actress
flashing her modest boobs in the shadows for a second.  But here was a
woman I knew, maybe not like a model, but like a real woman.  Her lips were
parted; she gently reacted to the suckling at her breast by swaying a bit
and letting out the lowest moan I strained to hear.  I could see a tracery
of darkish veins through the translucent flesh that almost glowed.  Low on
the full orb was a huge dark aureole with a huge, thick nipple, round and
hard positively throbbed to the rhythm of the baby's suckling.  The
milk-engorged breast seemed to undulate as she moved.  My sharp eyes could
just discern the droplet of milk that dangled from her right teat.

   "I am sorry to disturb you but I brought the burger for you." I told her
and put the burger on the bedside table.

   She looked to me with blank eyes and then said, "I am not hungry right
now but I will eat it later."

   Before leaving I asked.  "You need some help or something."

   "The baby is done please put him in his nursery." She asked.

   "OK" I said and moved to pick the baby.

   "Have you ever seen anything that looked so truly and completely
satisfied?" she asked, nodding toward the infant.  "There's nothing that
anybody can do to make the baby more happy.  He doesn't demand anything
more than I can give, and wouldn't want it anyway.  I'm very happy when I'm
able to please him this way.  It's a very special thing."

   I looked at the baby again.  His eyes were closed and his lips barely
moved.  He was full, only keeping his hold on my sister's breast because he
enjoyed the security of having it in his mouth.  A little milk dribbled out
of his mouth.

   "Yea, he seems pretty happy.  Enjoy it while you can, little fella."

   My sister didn't say anything to that, but I know she understood exactly
how I felt.  I carefully took the infant, supporting its neck.  My sister
laid still, her bare breast exposed.  The baby securely tucked away, I came
back in her room and stood in the doorway.

   "Anything else Donna."

   "You are a gem.  I want to reward you."

   "I don't understand."

   "The other day you told me your wish to taste mother milk."

   "It was just a passing wish."

   "You can try if you want." she said

   "Try what?"

   "My breast milk fool," she said, with a bit of a giggle.

   "Alright." I said with some courage.  I thought she was joking but the
nipple was right there to suck.

   "Come lay down with me baby," she said.

   I laid down next to her.  Her breast was still exposed, the nipple long
and erect.  I couldn't believe what she was suggesting.  There was a musky
smell in the room and my heart pumped quickly as I wondered where all this
was going.

   She removed the nightgown's strap from her left shoulder, baring her
other breast.

   "Try it," she urged.

   Her upper body was now fully exposed.

   When I hesitated, she added, "Go ahead.  Let me know what it tastes
like."

   I still couldn't believe this was my sister offering her breast, but I
decided to go for it.  I grabbed her breast with one hand and licked the
nipple.

   "Put it in your mouth," she said.  "Not just the nipple, as much as you
can.  Be careful with your teeth, it's sensitive."

   I sucked the wet nipple into my mouth and was immediately rewarded with
a gush of warm milk.  As my mother inhaled sharply and seemed to hold her
breath I suckled at her swollen tits drinking deep from the fountain of
life.  I was already very aroused by this point, but as I drank my sister's
breast milk I began to feel light-headed, my skin was tingling, my senses
seemed heightened as I became very aware of my own clothing against my
skin, and the smooth wet nipple in my mouth.  I was surprised at how much
milk she had, it was much thicker than I expected and had a strange musky
taste to it that made it quite different from ordinary.  As some of the
sweet liquid began to flow into my mouth, I started sucking harder.

   "Ooch, not too hard," she said.

   I eased up, and found a level at which the milk flowed but it didn't
seem to cause pain.  Donna put her hand on the back of my head and caressed
my hair as I filled up on her milk.  Soon after I started, the liquid
became thicker and creamier.  It was warm and very satisfying, slightly
sweet yet nutty tasting.

   I took her breast in both hands and kneaded it as I sucked.  One of my
hands drifted down to her soft belly.  Most of her belly fat had
disappeared since her pregnancy, but it was still soft and warm through the
thin fabric of her nightgown.  I slipped my hand under the gown and rubbed
her bare belly as I sucked her milk.  My entire body began to feel warm,
and I was getting very drowsy.

   "You are sucking fine.  Suck all of milk from my milky titties.  You
like My big milk-filled titties, don't you, Baby?"

   I moaned my agreement by saying 'Hmmmn'.  The scent, the taste, the
feeling were more than my mind could process.  I was incredibly aroused,
more than I had ever been.  My eyes were closed, but I could still envision
her bare breast, with its huge, erect nipple as I rubbed her belly.  I
moved toward her, nestling my body against hers as closely as I could.  I
wrapped my legs around her as I continued feeding.

   I entered that place where my mind isn't aware of being awake.  I don't
know for sure that I was awake.  I felt warm and aroused, safe and
protected, connected with my sister as closely as two people can be
connected.

   Seconds before my orgasm, I knew I was going to cum.  The realization
registered in my brain, but there was absolutely no corresponding thought
of stopping, no thought of embarrassment, and no thought that it might be
wrong to cum on top of my mom.

   My hips bucked as I spurted my sperm in my underwear.  A warm feeling of
total bliss enveloped my body.  I continued sucking my mother's milk as my
milk flowed from my dick, soaking through my underwear and causing a stain
on my gym shorts.

   Donna had acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary.  I got up to
clean myself and she got up to change her dress.  It was clear that there
was no shame on her part for letting me play with her in a sexual way.



   One week passed without anything interesting for me.  I had come to
crave that special time we shared together, as I lay against her, suckling
from her.  It wasn't about the milk; it was the special time we shared. 
Donna was behaving as normal as ever.  Then one night a storm broke out. 
The TV was releasing the updates on it but then it went black.  There was a
power breakdown in the area.  We have two battery operated lights in the
house.  I took one to my parents and other to Donna.  She thanked me and
asked,

   "Do you have one for you?"

   "No we have only two."

   "Why not you sleep here until the power returns."

   "Is it alright?"

   "Oh yes, my bed is double and Shawn sleeps in the crib."

   I put the flash light on a table and felt how beautiful she looked in
her nightgown.  As soon as we laid down on the bed she put her arms around
me.  As she held me against her breasts, my erection grew long and stiff.
Although I was wearing only boxer shorts, I had long since overcome any
embarrassment about my sister seeing me this way.  She could feel my
erection against her leg.

   She took off her nightgown and flung it over the rocking chair.  She was
now wearing only her black panties.  She lay down on her back.  Her
breasts, which before childbirth had been average, seemed huge now that her
waist was small again.  They flattened out as she lay back, the nipple big
and hard.  Taking my hand, she pulled me toward her and I lay down beside
her.

   She knew that this time was important for me, not just because of the
feeding, but because of the intimacy we shared, the intimacy I knew from
nobody else, that I had never known from anyone else.  So we didn't hurry
it, we never went straight to feeding.  I lay with my face on her chest as
she played with my hair, twisting it and caressing it.  That made me feel
really good, for some reason.  As I lay there, listening to her murmuring
and feeling the softness of her breast against my face, I rubbed her belly
and legs.  I loved her belly best of all, and I loved rubbing her legs and
buttocks, and I absolutely loved the soft skin under her arm.  As I rubbed
her skin, my dick grew impossibly hard.

   "I have noticed that you now are taking an interest in me that cannot be
called brotherly."

   "You are so beautiful ....I didn't care that you were my sister, it just
felt right."

   "Did you ever masturbated thinking about me?" she asked rather bluntly.

   I suddenly felt nervous at revealing my most intimate of thoughts to
her.

   "You became my favorite thing to fantasize about.  I kept thinking about
what your full breasts looked like and how your nipple felt in my mouth." I
told her.

   She then gave me a suspicious look that only a sister could give,
"That's all?  You never thought about me giving you a blowjob or us
fucking? I refuse to believe that you got by only thinking about my large
nipples."

   "I love hearing you talk dirty like that.  I don't think I've ever even
heard you even use a curse word before in my life."

   "It was fitting for our conversation," she replied.  "So what's the
answer?"

   "Truthfully, I have.  I've thought about you sucking my cock and us
having sex in your bed.  I've been jerking off thinking about that every
morning and night since it happened.  Now can we please get started now?" I
pleaded.

   She could tell I was overstimulated and she offered me her breast to
calm me down.  I eagerly took it and tasted the familiar sweetness of her
body as her milk began to flow.  The act of breastfeeding calmed me and
satisfied me in a way nothing else did.  It was very filling nutritionally,
and I had been famished.  But beyond that, it satisfied my soul.

   She reached down with one hand and pulled my boxers down.  I helped her
pull them off, then nestled against her, sucking her breast with my hard
dick pressing against her leg as she held me in her arms.

   I quickly entered that place between sleeping and waking, where I went
last time while breastfeeding.  It was a warm, comfortable place, with
nobody else in the world except we two.  My mind was numb with total
satisfaction, even though I hadn't cum.  I was even unaware of my erection,
though it was still long and hard.  I was unconsciously rubbing my erection
against her leg as I finished feeding from her.  Reaching down, she took my
erection in her hand and squeezed.  My cock was throbbing at that point. 
And my heart started pounding faster with every second that she was
exploring my penis with her rubbing hand.

   "I get the feeling this won't take very long," she said, almost laughing
at the heightened arousal she knew she was giving me.

   "I don't think so either; your hand feels so good on me."

   "Good.  And if it helps, you shouldn't think of me as your sister.  Just
think of me as some random woman who loves pleasing you."

   "No, I don't want to," I told her as she continued to stroke me.  "You
want me to be honest?  I LOVE that my own sister is jerking me off."

   She squeezed my cock a little tighter and began stroking me harder, "So
you like that your sister is doing this for you huh?  How could you want
this from me?"

   We looked each other in the eyes as she jerked me off.  Her grip was
tight and it worked its way from the base of my cock to the head.  Her
thumb occasionally rubbed the sensitive head of my penis, which was
extremely pleasurable for me.  And her talking dirty, which I never thought
was possible, was something I would never forget.

   She continued with her taunting, saying, "You're awful.  How could you
allow me to jerk you off like this?"

   "Donna...I'm about to cum..." I panted.

   An overpowering feeling of warmth spread through my mind as my cum
streamed from my dick, running over her hand and onto her belly.  I held
both of her breasts in my hands as I sucked from one of them, kneading them
and playing with the nipple.

   As my orgasm subsided, I panted until my breathing returned to normal,
no longer hungry for her milk, totally satiated.  I hugged her tightly and
our bodies were as one.  I wanted this moment to last forever.  She held me
in her arms and murmured as I went to sleep.

   I don't know how long I slept but when I woke it was early morning.  The
flash light was switched off but the morning light was enough to see things
around.  I was still lying with my sister Donna.  Her body was turned away
from me but she was still sleeping without any cloths.  The feel of her
nude form with my nude form was a incredible new experience.  I was having
another erection.  I extended one of my hands and started tweaking one of
her breasts.  She woke with my intervention.  AS she turned towards me I
adjusted my body and grabbed one of her nipple in my mouth.  I squeezed her
leg between mine and rubbed my erection against her.  As I sucked, the thin
liquid began to flow.  As I continued feeding, it began to get thicker and
creamier.

   As I worked my hand lower, toward her groin, I realized she wasn't
wearing panties.  She had taken them off because they became dirty with my
last cum.  I cupped her mound in my hand as I sucked on her breast.  I was
beginning to get over stimulated, and my hips were bucking, my dick rubbing
against her as I sucked greedily at her tit.

   Donna pushed me down onto my back and leaned over me, moving her leg
away from my erection and her pussy away from my hand.

   "Shh...," she murmured as she allowed me to calm down a bit.

   My lips never left her breast, but I stopped sucking, panting in my
aroused state.  When my breathing returned to normal, I began feeding
again. As I filled on her milk, my mind entered that numbing state where it
was impossible to tell if I was asleep or awake; no thoughts filled my
head, only the warmth of our shared body.

   She cupped my scrotum again.  It was tight against my body as my balls
had ascended into my body, ready to perform their function.  Using her
long, beautiful fingernails, she gently scratched my sac.  Starting near my
anus, she gently scratched all the way around, up toward the base of my
penis, then back down again.  Over and over she lightly scratched my balls.
It felt delicious.

   My hunger had been satisfied, but I was reluctant to let her breast go,
so I continued holding it in my mouth, occasionally sucking it.  I reached
between her legs to feel her pussy.  I had never touched it before.  That
was something meant for her husband.  She held her legs closed, preventing
me from feeling her.  I persisted, working my way between her legs, and she
squeezed my hand with her thighs.

   Extending a finger, I sawed it up and down the length of her slit as she
continued to lightly play with my dick and balls with her nails.  I could
feel the moistness and the warmth of her pussy as her lips began to open in
her arousal.  As my finger worked past her lips and into her moist slit,
she gasped.

   Her legs involuntarily opened wider as I touched her clit, and I took
that opportunity to bury my finger inside her pussy.  It was very warm, and
very wet.  She spread her legs further, and I worked another finger, then a
third inside her dripping cunt.

   Now we were both flat on our back, each of us with a hand buried in the
others crotch, her scratching my sac and dick, me sliding my hand in and
out of her cunt.  She let out a barely audible gasp as my finger pushed
into her vagina.  As I continued to work it in and out, her legs parted
slightly.  As I worked a second, then third finger into her pussy, her legs
opened wider.  She now had her knees bent and raised, spread widely, her
feet flat on the bed as her hips raised to meet the thrusts of my hand. 
She was clearly becoming aroused, her breath coming in short rasps.  I
could feel her heart beating quickly through my connection with her tit. 
She reached down and touched herself, moaning loudly as she began to play
with her clit.

   She began rubbing herself faster and faster with one hand while
continuing to touch my balls and dick with the other.  She got lost in the
sensations coming from her pussy; where once her motions on my genitals had
been thoughtfully sensitive, now they were jerky.

   My hand was buried deep in her cunt, and it squeezed my fingers tightly.
As I worked my hand in and out of her, the lips opened fully.  Her clit was
totally accessible to her hand, and she gently stimulated it, drawing
circles around it with her fingers.

   She began to toss her head back and forth; her orgasm was imminent.  She
groaned loudly, moaning as her pussy began contracting over and over on my
fingers.  I let go of her tit and looked up to watch her as she grunted
through a powerful orgasm.

   Her eyes were closed tightly, and I could see the muscles in her abdomen
contract in and out, matching the pussy contractions that were squeezing my
fingers.

   "Unnggh, UNNnnn, AWW, AWWW, AWWW," she rasped in staccato.

   A thin stream of milk began to flow from both of her nipples as she
climaxed.  I rolled over on top of her and put her delicious nipple into my
mouth.  I loved sucking on her.  I licked her nipple over and over with my
tongue, then flicked it quickly.  She just moaned and I became very erect
again.  I pressed my crotch against her belly and she realised my
intentions.

   "Please, baby, no.  Please, sweetie, we can't do this."

   I reached down and rubbed her bare tummy.  I was getting so excited, I
just wanted to press my body against hers.  My hand continued down to her
pussy and I cupped her mound in my hand.

   She was breathing hard now.  She still resisted me, her legs clamped
together tightly, but there was no mistaking the fact that she was becoming
aroused despite her protests.

   My tongue licked trails all over her chest, even to her soft, smooth,
beautiful underarm.  My saliva glistened all over her upper body.  I
pressed my body against her as tightly as I could and clamped onto her
nipple, gently taking it between my teeth as I rubbed my hard dick against
her.

   I worked my hard dick between her legs.  She clamped her legs together
to resist my advances, creating beautiful friction against it.  I sawed it
in and out between her legs, moaning, as I caressed and kneaded her
titties.

   She moaned with desire, my dick rubbing against the lips of her pussy.
She arched her back, bending at the waist and jutting out her ass toward
me. I found her opening with the tip of my dick and entered her warm,
slippery opening.

   For the first time in my life, my dick was buried in a female's vagina,
and it was my Donna's.  It was warm and wet, and felt delicious.  I drew my
cock slowly out of her pussy, paused, and drove it back in.  She flexed her
arms and legs and let me fuck her.  Our bodies coming together with a soft
"smack", and tiny droplets of her pussy juices spattering on both of us. 
As I buried more in her it felt like my balls were being pulled through my
dick.  They tingled and a warmth spread through me.  Donna pulled her upper
body against mine and wrapped her arms around my neck, while her legs
squeezed me tightly around the hips.  I growled loudly as I shot my sperm
into her vagina.  My hips buck and my body shook as I released wad after
wad into my mother's cunt.  Abruptly, her back arched, driving her pussy
against me harder, and her whole body spasmed as she climaxed.  After her
orgasm, she relaxed but I kept ramming my cock into her until I felt my
pleasure well up like a fountain and burst out.

   I held her tightly, smelling her sweaty, sexy body as my cock shriveled.
Finally it popped out of her, and my cum ran down her leg as she went to
shower off.

   Next day a sunday and at breakfast I found her pensive.  She was still
wearing her bathrobe.  It was hiding her body well but her breasts were
looking as prominant as ever.

   "You sure look good this morning," I greeted.  I was referring to her
pretty face and long hair, but she had something else in her mind.

   "What we did was wrong....  very wrong." she said

   "I am sorry Donna...  and promise to keep my distance in future." I
said,

   "I am not talking about the moral issue here....  It is the health
issue."

   "I don't understand anything."

   "You made my pussy sore ....  I had difficulty in walking." She said,
"Maybe I shouldn't have let anyone fuck me so soon after giving birth."

   "Oh, I'm really sorry if I caused you any pain.  Maybe I wouldn't have
done it if I'd of known."

   "Its okay.  You can still suck my milk but please don't fuck my pussy."

   "Alright Donna but you know your milk make me horny."

   "In that case ....  we can try 69." She took a pause.  "Do you know what
it is?"

   "I do."

   "Fine."
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