This story is intended for grownup only. It depicts sex between missy not yet of age. If this offends your sensibilities, I'm sorry, as that was not my aim. The author does not condone or support any of the activeness detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdiction. Indeed, the source utterly condoms any figure of real ill-usage, forcible, sexual or psychological or excited, to any person of any age. Names are from the writer imaginativeness, and any resemblance to actual events, or locales or persons, living or deadened is entirely coincidental,

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persona ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 class and four months old, and I live with my Mom and Dad. As 18-year-olds go, I'm glad enough, I'm cute, I mean, If I don't say it, who will ? I weigh about 92 Lebanese pound, and I'm a fourth-year at Sacred ticker honorary society. I play soccer, eat and study, in that order. We live some ten miles from town, so I usually ride the school day bus to school. I like it out here in the res publica, lots of tree diagram. No, we don't live on a farm, that would mean getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the cattle and muck out the stalling -- Not for me Thank you.

We may as well get this over with now. I am bedamn ! Why ? Because I have a brother, Sam, and what makes it a scourge, is that he is onetime, impudent, stronger and even more of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do hump him, particularly when he's at float recitation, baseball practice or basketball practice. No really, we just like to out-do each early in put-downs.

I walk out to the kitchen, where Mom is still putting the dish antenna in the washer"aurora Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that funny 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 !"“ Well, how long did this course of instruction last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hour, xlv minutes, I don't know."She return me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he ca-ca your panty wet ?"I grin sheepishly,"Yeah, but that was because he kept poking me, with his you know what."

Actually, I'm an outdoor mortal, I like to hunt and photograph, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our house, mountain of deer back there, if you're quiet. Lot's of tick too. It's quiet out here, just the squirrels, the birds and those noisy frogs over at the pond. A groovy post to unwind, get over a temper tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not recluse, We do bear some neighbor near us. OK, it's maybe a half stat mi down the route on both sides. But fortunately for me, I am not really a people someone, 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 comfortably parents I could possibly deliver. And really, my most dependable friends. I sort of have a young man, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to take a young man. We're at that leg where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a real jerk.

My Mom is a stay at home girl, and I think we bonded last class, or maybe eight geezerhood ago, I forget. She is the ingenious person I know. She has this wicked grin, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all kids do that ? And how does she know any anyway ? It's not like I do it every night -- maybe every other night. Mom and me are blind drunk, we have no secrets !

Dad's a hand operating surgeon at Coventry County hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one friend I can always rely, bet on, you know what I mean ? pa is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my back. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 twelvemonth old, like an adult. Although He won't let me hold a car of my own, even though I can probably drive and duplicate park better than he can ! Because Dad is a medical specialist, he has More discharge time than well-nigh MD's, so we get to spend much More metre together. Dad has a medical office here at our house, but I think now that's just for emergencies, Thomas More that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My lifetime, my sport is association football, I love soccer. It's a sport where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or popular ! We even have a heavy-set girl, Janet, who can complain that ball 60 fucking yards ! Excuse my spoken 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 chance to be really think of, and I get away with it ! It's fun to just to fly, run as fast as you possibly can, till your chest hurt, you know ? I really need an outlet for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just howler -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other team, and scares the bejabbers out of the rival player, who's supposed to be guarding me.

William Tell you a secret, We all, well, most of us take a shower, after a game. Our school shower is one of those silly ones that the spray brain are on a big shopping mall post, in the pith of the shower room, and we all just gather around in a circle. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each other, and of path there's lots of giggling, fun and dirty jokes, but know what ? I kinda get excited, seeing my team mates au naturel. I mean, sexually, I feel like masturbating while I watch them naked. God, I hope I'm not a lesbo.

Robert Clive, he's my young man, we have sorta a rocky human relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- very cute. So I have, on juncture, let him feel my bosom, under my sweater but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you consider he's happy with that ? No way, he just keeps whining,"Aw come on Kara, take it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a mark to ever let him grope me the get-go time ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let boys go. grant me a gaolbreak !

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 find another word or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the phone ! That's way too often effort for the F watchword, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the phone ! God, it's, it's just a word of honor, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than lots of my friends.

You know I think persona of the understanding I don't have hang-ups, like sex, boozing, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our family we see each early defenseless pretty often, especially in the hot months, it's a heck of a lot more comfortable to just go denude minimum, you know, just a cut-off T, no bra, or even a shirt, feels with child 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 hot up pool, so you don't have a middle attack when you dive in, like you would in cold H2O ! Since we're in sorta a secret location, as long as we don't have company, we just go bare ass. Only upheaval I have in the pool, is when Sam and I wrestle for the Lucille Ball, or something, and all that eubstance touch give Sam a hard on ! We all swim pretty lots every day. It's a enceinte way to last out in contour ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes upkeep of the pool, does a great job. He does it in the sunup, 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 early better ! I suppose we're more like a really special family, cause in our sign we don't have a lot of ruler, former than to be clean and don ‘ t pick on Kara. My Mom, she is, well, I'd have to say that she is one happy somebody, and gets off with our family, she has so much fun !

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a grampus soundbox, sort of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to screwing !"Sam is always telling her all the bozo say that's what she is, MILF. I like that, I think it's cute. She just grins and nip 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 survive me ! Sorta shuddery, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the minuscule side of meat, sorta of comparable mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This evening Dad's in a great mood, so I screw up the courage him, asked if he thought my breasts are too small ? Anyway, Dad thought and thought, then asks me,"What do you recollect, kiddo ?"Then he asks,"How old are you any way ?"“ fountainhead duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and William Tell me,"I recommend you let me knead your breasts for about 20 or 30 minutes, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to hide that laughing reasoned coming from her direction. I only ask personal interrogation like that when Sam's not here, otherwise he gets all excited.

"OK, beauty"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age breasts, but let's see."“ Stand up Hon, and strike off your tee shirt, will you ?"He keeps a straight human face as he asks,"Are any of your acquaintance -- male child complaining ?"“ Any girlfriend complain ?"I give him a poop look, but he continues as though he's enjoying this !

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

"steady, I'm a doctor, and as your class physical, I can promise you, that for a girl your age, your province of development, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like height, some kids grow faster, and in the same way, some girls start breast development at different long time, but that is all rule, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for sermon, but I think my breast sorta started developing, then sorta ran out of gas !"“ Maybe I just need reassuring, from pappa, 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 tell you, we're from a long line of Huggers !"Don't you guys forget, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to take me to soccer practice in the morning."

Most of the girlfriend I know go in their bedroom and lock the door when they masturbate. Don't have the foggiest idea why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that information out of girls, they admit it. At least virtually of us girls let in it, but just try and get a guy to admit he masturbates eight days a hebdomad, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a vampire or something. Like it's a deadly sin, or a felony for God's sake ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school if masturbation was a mortal sin, but the good nun just told me to see her after course ! No thank you, find out that lecture already.

I don't know, at our firm, yeah, we go into our bedchamber to masturbate, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to shut the door, like Dad says, doing it is just pattern sexual behavior."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every morning in the shower bath ?"At that, of course Sam sneer,"How do you fuck, Twerp, been watching me ?"“ Now kiddies"Dad intones,"That's OK if it makes him glad, isn't it ?"“ Do it myself, once in a great while."Mom bursts out laughing.

When I first discovered sex, I think I was about seven old age old, and seeing Dad with an erecting sort of scared the bull outa me, Anyway, I thought dad had some horrible disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and momma and I played with his hard penis, to tell the truth, I think I prefer his member toilsome and stiff, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their bedroom early in the break of day, lawsuit I know Dad will be laying there voice asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a decent penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it variety of curves up, like it's trying to point at his nose. It's immense, believe me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erection scared my knocker, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my question in Sam's room, just to see. He's cut, just like Dad is, And yeah, he's usually laying there asleep, all sprawled out, his cock sticking straight up !

Dad explained that when a guy wakes up with a full bladder, it presses on his prostate blah claptrap rant. Personally I think he's having a really sexy pipe dream ! But he denies that."It's just formula, Kara deary"Which is his best-loved expression. 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"Wash yourself in the shower bath, don't just put up there !, and"Don't talk with your oral fissure entire Hon."You know, it's sort of a family jape, but about young woman my age have nipples, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her bosom are still trivial cones, with itty-bitty nipple, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipples instead of existent obscure nipples -- she's says that because Daddy loves them so much. My pap nipple are slew bigger than hers, but only cause my nipple are big and puffy. Mom says Aunt Jean had puffy nipples, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as Crazy old Aunt Jean ! God, I hope citizenry never call me weirdo old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have nice titty, shaped sorta like if you slice an apple in half, that would be my breast, you know ? well, maybe a sorta small-scale apple.

I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, I think seeing Mom and pa naked a lot allows me to sorta be happy with myself -- my body I mean. I see a lot naked people at schoolhouse, girlfriend anyway, in the storage locker room or in the exhibitor. Big boobs, tiny pinhead, but only one or two other girls with puffy nipples ! I suppose my tit are exquisitely just the way they are, maybe a little on the light up weight side. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to wear a bra, except to schooling. When I was a freshman, Sister Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear bandeau'at Sacred Heart."Well 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 Father McClain ever fucks them ? All of them ?

I talked to my Mom one night, After Dad had already gone to bed. It was summertime, and we were both out in the hot tub, and as usual, we were unornamented ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to worry about suntan, and in the evening, it ‘ s super 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 ? wellspring Duh, Mom, it's on my mind sort of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair, the Sir Thomas More you get the sexier your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are gear up to have sexual coitus ?"I thought about it a minute, and told her"At school day, Mom, I think a lot about intercourse, and my thanks is usually wet panties. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a good affair then, that they make you endure undies at school, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature enough, that I am ready to have sexual intercourse."“ I sorta wish to experience 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 extra in intellect Honey ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested in you."“ No “, I replied,"Baron Clive is a total jerk-off, he's only is interested in me if I ‘ m bare ass naked !"“ That guy doesn't know if a female child's vagina is in front or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will throw to watch your speech communication, there's an grownup present, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, individual experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one shot deal, you know, and I would hate to pine away it on some fool 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 medal in shag, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"honey your Daddy is already taken, Sorry !"

"dear, what in particular proposition are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ Well, I want a man, one who knows his way around a girl's body, like how to reach me one sexual climax after another, maybe ten metre !"“ 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 Daddy out here to keep this conversation nice and uncontaminating !"I hit her on the arm. Thinking about that. Then we hug."You know Mom, that's not a bad estimate !"

Mom puts her hand on my arm, and tells me,"I think you're correctly, Kara, you are growing up, and those things will only become a lot more important to you, and that's the way it's supposed to be, so just enjoy it."It's your life."“ William Tell you what, Honey, tomorrow let's ask your Daddy 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 menses !"

The next first light, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking shoemaker's last night, and we both feel that maybe it time we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on birth dominance pills."Daddy looks at me and says,"How old are you now kiddo."“ Dad, I'm XIV, don't you remember, I didn't get a car for my birthday."“ Someday, Kara, you'll be grave and it will scare the crap out of me !"“ Language, pappa"I reminded him.

The succeeding day was Sunday, and the clinic would not be busy, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the hospital."aflutter ?"he asks me."I ‘ m little pit, to tell the truth, I remember I had an exam when I was vernal, cause I had started my point, but I was a Loretta Young girl then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's sort dissimilar, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my hesitation, because he asks me,"beauty, do you want me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the interns do ?"Without hesitation, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"tinker's dam !"says pappa suddenly,"we forgot to bring Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- hard. It took us about a half 60 minutes to drive down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and look for an empty examination elbow room. Dad asks Patty, one of the nursemaid,"Good daybreak Pat, my girl here want to get a pelvic, could you wait on ?"“ Of course Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to serve out, Kara, and even nurse your hand if you want me to."I know patty pretty well, she's a bang-up young lady.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on birth control."“ Does that mean you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big jump right into his bed ?"I shook my head and laughed."Golly I hope not, I don't think I'm quite set for that just yet."She asked if I wanted a robe, I shook my head no."Why pain,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a good pointedness there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the high test mesa. cake took my blood pressure, and stuff like that.

A few minutes later, Dad came in."Are you decorous ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me pappa !"I answer. He puts one arm around my shoulder, and touching my boob, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for stumblebum, he asks,"Have you been doing your regular breast exams, Honey"?"No clump or huffy point, no discharge from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a nice girl, Daddy."patty giggles.

He feels both my knocker very carefully, including my nipple, proclaims,"No trouble here !"“ Let's lay back, dear"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my bay window, couple of places, and then listens to my heart. 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 Feast of the Circumcision Doctor !"Pat replies with a consecutive aspect. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my dick off, foresightful sentence ago !"That gets a laugh all around.

"patty, why don't you help Kara into the stirrups."Since I had a pelvic test once before, I know all about that. It wasn't 60 indorsement, before my peg were high in the air, and wide apart."I'd oodles rather be out there playing soccer,"I mumble. Daddy looks up from the chart."Just remember, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my little voice, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could have a class of Thomas Young houseman, in here to observe 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 practical education in sexuality .