This taradiddle is intended for grownup only. It depicts sex between girls not yet of age. If this offends your sensibilities, I'm sorry, as that was not my intent. The author does not condone or support any of the activeness detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in certain legal power. Indeed, the author utterly condoms any manikin of actual abuse, physical, intimate or psychological or excited, to any someone of any age. Names are from the authors imagination, and any resemblance to existent events, or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely cooccurring,

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PART ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 years and four month old, and I live with my Mom and Dad. As 18-year-olds go, I'm happy enough, I'm cute, I mean, If I don't say it, who will ? I weigh about 92 pound sterling, and I'm a senior at Sacred sum honorary society. I play soccer, eat and study, in that order. We live some ten statute mile from town, so I usually ride the school bus to school. I like it out here in the country, lots of tree. No, we don't live on a farm, that would stand for getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the oxen and muck out the stalls -- Not for me Thank you.

We may as well get this over with now. I am cursed ! Why ? Because I have a brother, Sam, and what makes it a curse, is that he is older, wise, potent and even more than of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do bang him, particularly when he's at swim praxis, baseball practice session or basketball game practice. No really, we just like to out-do each other in put-downs.

I walk out to the kitchen, where Mom is still putting the dishes in the washer"Morning Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that risible look, I hope you're not smoking pot again."“ No, Sam was teaching me how to kiss."“ You know Mom, that guy is a true expert, if he wasn't so ugly, I could go for him !"“ wellspring, how long did this class last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half time of day, 45 minutes, I don't know."She render me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he shit your pantie wet ?"I grin sheepishly,"Yeah, but that was because he kept poking me, with his you know what."

Actually, I'm an outdoor person, I like to run and dart, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our house, slews of cervid back there, if you're silence. Lot's of ticks too. It's quiet out here, just the squirrels, the wench and those noisy batrachian over at the pond. A great place to relax, get over a pettishness scene or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not hermits, We do have some neighbor near us. OK, it's maybe a half nautical mile down the road on both English. But fortunately for me, I am not really a people person, you know ? I have my friends, but frankly, I enjoy being by myself, or just around Mom and Dad and what's-his-name.

Brian and Catlin, are my parents, my Dad and Mom, are the expert parents I could possibly receive. And really, my most safe Friend. I sort of have a swain, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to have a swain. We're at that stage where he wants to get into my drawers, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a real jerk.

My Mom is a stoppage at home girl, and I think we bonded last twelvemonth, or maybe eight years ago, I forget. She is the cleverest person I know. She has this wicked smile, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all kids do that ? And how does she have it away any anyway ? It's not like I do it every Night -- maybe every former night. Mom and me are tight, we have no secrets !

Dad's a hand surgeon at Coventry County infirmary, and he's assuredness, I think he's one friend I can always trust, look on, you know what I mean ? Daddy is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my back. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 years old, like an adult. Although He won't let me experience a car of my own, even though I can probably drive and parallel park better than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has to a greater extent relinquish time than nearly MD's, so we get to spend much more clip together. Dad has a medical office here at our house, but I think now that's just for emergency, Sir Thomas More that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My life, my sport is soccer, I love association football. It's a sport where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or popular ! We even have a heavy-set little girl, Janet, who can kick that ball 60 fucking thousand ! Excuse my language, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to make most of the goals, and it give's me a probability to be really mean, and I get away with it ! It's fun to just to fly, run as fast as you possibly can, till your chest of drawers injury, you know ? I really need an issue for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just scream -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the former squad, and scares the bejabbers out of the rival player, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a cloak-and-dagger, We all, well, most of us admit a shower, after a biz. Our schoolhouse shower is one of those Goofy ones that the spray heads are on a big nerve center post, in the center of attention of the exhibitor room, and we all just gather around in a circle. Well, there we are, nude, bumping into each other, and of course there's lots of giggling, fun and dirty jokes, but know what ? I kinda get excited, seeing my team mates nude. I mean, sexually, I feel like masturbating while I watch them naked. God, I hope I'm not a lesbo.

Baron Clive, he's my beau, we have sorta a jolty relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- very cute. So I have, on occasions, let him feel my white meat, under my jumper but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you remember he's happy with that ? No way, he just keeps whining,"Aw come on Kara, convey it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a fool to ever let him grope me the first time ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let boys go. Give me a fracture !

Now I know you're wondering, No, I've never been fucked ! Gee, I'm only eight teen, for god's sake ! Dad hates it when I use the F word, tells me to encounter another Scripture or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the phone ! That's way too a great deal exertion for the F word, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the phone ! God, it's, it's just a Holy Writ, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than lots of my friends.

You know I think percentage of the reason I don't have hang-ups, like sex, drinking, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our phratry we see each other naked pretty often, especially in the hot months, it's a heck of a lot more well-situated to just go bare minimum, you know, just a cut-off T, no bra, or even a shirt, feels large in the summertime. I think it gives you a lot of self esteem, like you are really somebody. I don't flaunt it, in fact very few of my friends know I'm a half-ass nudist, but Heck, I enjoy it !

We have a heated up syndicate, so you don't have a nub tone-beginning when you dive in, like you would in cold pee ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have party, we just go unfinished ass. Only excitement I have in the pool, is when Sam and I wrestle for the glob, or something, and all that consistence touch give Sam a hard on ! We all swim pretty much every day. It's a great way to stay in shape ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes care of the pool, does a great job. He does it in the morning, while I'm snoozing in my comfortable bed.

The four of us have a neat relationship, Somehow, it seems that since we see each other naked so often, we have few secrets -- we know each other full ! I suppose we're more like a really exceptional family, causal agency in our sign of the zodiac we don't have a lot of principle, other than to be clean and don ‘ t filling on Kara. My Mom, she is, well, I'd have to say that she is one happy person, and gets off with our home, she has so much fun !

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a killer organic structure, variety of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to Fuck !"Sam is always telling her all the guy wire say that's what she is, MILF. I like that, I think it's cute. She just grinning and flavour him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims laps every day, more than I do. Don't know how, but she can outlast me ! Sorta chilling, isn ‘ t it ? Her bosom are on the minor side, sorta of ilk mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This evening Dad's in a great mood, so I screw up the bravery him, asked if he thought my breasts are too pocket-size ? Anyway, Dad thought and thought, then asks me,"What do you consider, kiddo ?"Then he asks,"How old are you any way ?"“ wellspring duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and Tell me,"I recommend you let me massage your breasts for about 20 or 30 arcminute, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to hide that laughing speech sound coming from her commission. I only ask personal inquiry like that when Sam's not here, otherwise he gets all excited.

"OK, steady"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age bosom, but let's see."“ Stand up Hon, and take off your T-shirt, will you ?"He keeps a true face as he asks,"Are any of your champion -- boys complaining ?"“ Any fille complain ?"I give him a severe flavour, but he continues as though he's enjoying this !

I strip my T off and Daddy looks at my breasts. Naturally Mom comes over to join in -- everybody's invited, of course. My Mom can be depended to stick to up for me, after all, I am her favorite ! Naturally, Mom says the required"favorite, You have really nice, sexy breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in front of him, up close of course.

"ravisher, I'm a doctor, and as your family physical, I can assure you, that for a girl your age, your state of development, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like tiptop, some kids grow faster, and in the same way, some girlfriend start chest development at dissimilar ages, but that is all normal, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for sermon, but I think my breast sorta started developing, then sorta ran out of gas !"“ Maybe I just call for reassuring, from Daddy, you know ?"“ I know Kara, went thru that myself !"We laugh and hugged and then I put my T back on. In case I didn't William Tell you, we're from a long stock of Huggers !"Don't you guys forget, tomorrow is Sabbatum, you have to select me to soccer practice session in the morning."

Most of the miss I know go in their chamber and shut away the threshold when they masturbate. Don't have the stuporous thought why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that information out of young woman, they admit it. At least most of us girls admit it, but just try and get a guy to let in he masturbates eight days a week, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a vampire or something. Like it's a somebody sin, or a felony for God's sake ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school day if masturbation was a mortal sin, but the well nun just told me to see her after division ! No thank you, take heed that lecturing already.

I don't know, at our house, yeah, we go into our sleeping accommodation to masturbate, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to shut the door, like Dad says, doing it is just normal sexual doings."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every break of the day in the exhibitioner ?"At that, of course of action Sam leer,"How do you know, Twerp, been watching me ?"“ Now kiddies"Dad intones,"That's OK if it makes him happy, isn't it ?"“ Do it myself, once in a nifty while."Mom bursts out laughing.

When I first discovered sex, I think I was about seven years old, and seeing Dad with an erection sorting of scared the poop outa me, Anyway, I thought Daddy had some horrible disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and mammy and I played with his hard penis, to severalize the true statement, I think I prefer his penis hard and remains, instead of sonant and floppy. I sometimes go in their bedroom early in the morning, effort I know Dad will be laying there sound asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a nice penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sorting of curve ball up, like it's trying to guide at his nose. It's Brobdingnagian, believe me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erecting scared my breasts, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my head in Sam's elbow room, just to chink. He's cut, just like Dad is, And yeah, he's usually laying there asleep, all sprawled out, his dick sticking straight up !

Dad explained that when a guy wakes up with a wide-cut bladder, it presses on his prostate fustian blah blah. Personally I think he's having a really aphrodisiac dream ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara Darling River"Which is his preferred construction. I'm really sort of please When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doctor, I get so much advice, like"washout yourself in the cascade, don't just stand there !, and"Don't talking with your lip full Hon."You know, it's sort of a family antic, but most girls my age have nipple, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her breasts are still little cones, with teensy-weensy pap, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink mammilla instead of substantial non-white nipples -- she's says that because Daddy loves them so much. My nipples nipples are raft bigger than hers, but only make my nipples are big and puffy. Mom says aunt Jean had puffy mammilla, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as loony old auntie Jean ! God, I hope people never telephone me Crazy old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have nice white meat, shaped sorta like if you slice an orchard apple tree in half, that would be my tit, you know ? well, maybe a sorta pocket-sized apple.

I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, I think seeing Mom and Daddy naked a lot allows me to sorta be felicitous with myself -- my eubstance I mean. I see a lot naked people at School, girls anyway, in the locker room or in the cascade. Big boobs, bantam boobs, but only one or two other female child with puffy nipples ! I suppose my chest are fine just the way they are, maybe a little on the ignitor weight side. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to wear a bra, except to school. When I was a freshman, Sister Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear brassiere'at Sacred Heart."fountainhead that's ok, I think, as she drones on and on, as long as I can streak around the house naked. I wonder if nun's masturbate ? I wonder if the male parent McClain ever fucks them ? All of them ?

I talked to my Mom one night, After Dad had already gone to bed. It was summer, and we were both out in the hot tub, and as usual, we were bare ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to vex about sunburn, and in the even, it ‘ s first-rate nice. Anyhow, I told Mom I wanted to talk to her about sex for a minute, you know, fucking. Mom asked me how I felt about it ? fountainhead Duh, Mom, it's on my judgment kind of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair, the to a greater extent you get the sexier your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are prepare to have intimate intercourse ?"I thought about it a arcminute, and told her"At school, Mom, I think a lot about social intercourse, and my thanks is usually wet panties. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a good affair then, that they make you wear undies at school day, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature enough, that I am ready to have sexual intercourse."“ I sorta privation to receive it, yet I don't want to get that involved, you know what I mean ?"“ I know perfectly well, Kara, I've been here done that."I laughed, and she joined in. Then she asks,"Do you have anyone special in brain Honey ?"“ Like maybe Robert Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested in you."“ No “, I replied,"Clive is a sum up tosser, he's only is interested in me if I ‘ m bare ass naked !"“ That guy doesn't know if a young woman's vagina is in strawman or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will have to ascertain your language, there's an adult present, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, someone experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one shot pile, you know, and I would hate to waste it on some gull boy !"“ All the eligible boys I know, are way too juvenile."They are all too frigging immature, really, for me to even consider."“ I want a more get man, maybe like one who won a gold ribbon in nookie, at the Olympic Games !"Mom laughs,"Honey your pa is already taken, Sorry !"

"dear, what in particular are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ Well, I want a man, one who knows his way around a girl's dead body, like how to return me one coming after another, maybe ten clip !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's nipples are hard, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your pa out here to keep this conversation nice and clean !"I hit her on the arm. Thinking about that. Then we hug."You know Mom, that's not a bad theme !"

Mom puts her handwriting on my arm, and William Tell me,"I think you're right wing, Kara, you are growing up, and those thing will only become a lot more significant to you, and that's the way it's supposed to be, so just savour it."It's your life."“ Tell you what, honey, tomorrow let's ask your papa if we can get you scheduled for a pelvic exam, and just may we should think about putting you on the pill."“ She gives me that wicked smile."Regulate your period !"

The next morning, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking last night, and we both feel that maybe it prison term we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on birth control pills."Daddy looks at me and says,"How old are you now kiddo."“ Dad, I'm fourteen, don't you remember, I didn't get a car for my birthday."“ Someday, Kara, you'll be serious and it will scare the bullshit out of me !"“ Language, daddy"I reminded him.

The next day was Sunday, and the clinic would not be occupy, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the hospital."Nervous ?"he asks me."I ‘ m petty scared, to evidence the Sojourner Truth, I remember I had an exam when I was immature, cause I had started my periods, but I was a young girl then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's kind different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my disinclination, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, do you want me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the interne do ?"Without hesitation, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"squat !"says pappa suddenly,"we forgot to play Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- hard. It took us about a half minute to drive down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and look for an empty test room. Dad asks patty, one of the nursemaid,"near dawning Pat, my daughter here want to get a pelvic, could you attend to ?"“ Of course Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to assist out, Kara, and even hold your hand if you want me to."I know cake pretty well, she's a keen girl.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on nascence control."“ Does that mean you have a peculiar boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big parachuting right hand into his bed ?"I shook my principal and laughed."Golly I hope not, I don't think I'm quite ready for that just yet."She asked if I wanted a gown, I shook my head no."Why fuss,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a unspoiled percentage point there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the luxuriously test mesa. Patty took my bloodline pressure level, and stuff like that.

A few minutes later, Dad came in."Are you right ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me Daddy !"I answer. He puts one arm around my shoulder, and touching my white meat, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your unconstipated breast test, honey"?"No lumps or mad spots, no dismission from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a nice fille, Daddy."patty giggles.

He feels both my breasts very carefully, including my teat, proclaims,"No problems here !"“ Let's lay back, Honey"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, dyad of places, and then listens to my nitty-gritty. He always presses that stethoscope thingy on my skin so gently ! He looks over at Pat,"She feels sorta dumpy Pat, what should we do with her ?"“ I think she needs a circumcision Doctor !"Pat replies with a straight face. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my gumshoe off, hanker clock time ago !"That gets a laugh all around.

"Patty, why don't you help Kara into the stirrups."Since I had a pelvic exam once before, I know all about that. It wasn't 60 seconds, before my legs were high gear in the air, and wide-cut apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing soccer,"I mumble. Daddy looks up from the chart."Just recollect, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my trivial vocalism, sorta afraid of a surprisal."Well, we could have a class of young interne, in here to abide by your exam."“ Hey, I think I'd like that !"“ Would they each have to wear a rubber…….glove ?"I ask. Pat shakes her head."You're terrible, Kara."

END OF PART ONE

Next, Kara gets a hardheaded Education in sexuality .