Finally!

After over a dozen years since I have last seen my sister, Nancy, she has decided to start mending fences. It took the recent birth of her daughter to finally have her come around. She lives less than 300 miles from me, but her stubbornness has kept her away since before I was married to Nicole.

On Friday morning, Nancy drove with her baby girl to see us for a four-day stay.
Nancy’s husband is active in the military and couldn’t join her on her visit. My daughters and son (well, not MY son) were happy to see their new cousin and finally meet Aunt Nancy.

I noticed that Nancy had gained some curves in her hips, likely from the pregnancy, and her breasts had certainly gotten larger, both from age and the pregnancy, I imagine. Nicole and Nancy spoke about motherhood (Nancy was unaware that Jack isn’t mine, but a product of Nicole and her dad almost 3 years ago). They discussed nursing issues, husband issues, clothes, and cravings. The kids huddled around the newborn and offered to be the best cousins ever by rocking her, holding her, and feeding her. However, Nancy is nursing, so when the bottle of breast milk was empty, she took care the feeding by herself.

Being a bit conservative, Nancy fed her daughter with a blanket over her covering the fabulous view of her baby nursing at her bosom. I hadn’t seen her breasts since I surprised her in the bathroom as she was getting ready to jump into the shower back when she was a freshman in high school. It was also the last time I saw her pussy which was hairy and untrimmed. It had been over 20 years ago!

That evening, after the kids had been put to bed, Nancy, Nicole, and I sat around reminiscing over snacks and beverages. Since Nancy is nursing, she doesn’t currently drink alcohol, but that doesn’t stop Nicole or me. While Nicole got up to refill the snack tray and make me another drink, I slid over beside Nancy. We had been talking about how crazy we were as kids exploring each other over the summer when our parents left us alone while they went to work. Nancy remembered how we often ran around the house naked dancing for each other, offering our body to be viewed up close while looking at our dad’s few porno magazines. We were bored kids living in an era prior to video games, cell phones, mp3 players, and computers. All this talk about the way we were 30 years ago had me ready to get to that point again. When I moved beside her on the couch, I began to massage her neck. Nancy closed her eyes and welcomed the release of tension.

Nicole came back in with a fresh drink and snacks, sat in the chair across for us and admired how I was moving in on my sister. It may have been the whiskey that made me lean over and kiss her neck and jaw. It may have been the way Nicole grinned at me that caused my right hand to reach under Nancy’s t-shirt and move my fingers up to her swollen right breast. Nancy had lactated a bit as she got excited and I saw her gray t-shirt turn dark as milk leaked and made a trail about 3 inches down her shirt. I felt the warm wetness of it on my thumb as I cupped her full mammary. Nancy turned her face to mine and kissed me back in a way no sister is supposed to kiss a brother. I wish we had done this 30 years ago, but we’ve learned quite a bit since those days and our bodies have developed, as well.

No stranger to Incest, Nicole continued to sit on her chair and watch my sister and I make out on the couch. It hasn’t been even 4 months since her dad last visited and those two were on this same couch doing the same things I was now doing with my sister, so I didn’t feel at all embarrassed or uneasy. Knowing that Nancy was comfortable reliving our adventures from childhood, I was ready to renew and expand our experiences. Also, I recognized that Nancy was doing all this of her own volition since she wasn’t influenced by alcohol or any drugs, which made it all more exciting. My cock was growing larger and thicker in my loose basketball shorts I was wearing. Instead of being an observer as I had been whenever Nicole’s dad was here, I was an active participant and being observed by my Wife!

Nancy allowed me to pull her t-shirt up, but I left it on around her neck, exposing her two milk-filled tits for the first time. She had certainly grown a lovely pair of tits over the past 20 years. When I had last seen them bare, they were about the size of apples and jutted straight out. They looked firm as they grew from her young teenage body. Now, they were soft, smooth, large, round, and had dark areolas which dribbled her precious white milk and dripped onto her pale pooch of her stomach. As I continued to kiss my sister romantically, my fingers played in the wet milk as I smeared the leaked fluid over and between her breasts and over her belly. I loved playing with Nicole when she was Pregnant with our girls and Jack, so I was hoping Nancy wouldn’t clam up and not let me get a suck out of her lactating nipple. I moved my head away from her mouth and began to kiss down to her chin and the front of her neck on my way to her ripe melons.