This story 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 endorse any of the activity detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdictions. Indeed, the author utterly condoms any form of genuine abuse, physical, intimate or psychological or emotional, to any person of any age. figure are from the source imagination, and any resemblance to existent events, or locus or persons, living or suddenly is entirely simultaneous,

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PART ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 long time and four months old, and I live with my Mom and Dad. As 18-year-olds go, I'm well-chosen enough, I'm cute, I mean, If I don't say it, who will ? I weigh about 92 British pound sterling, and I'm a aged at Sacred Heart 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 shoal. I like it out here in the country, plenty of trees. No, we don't live on a farm, that would stand for getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the moo-cow and muck out the stalls -- Not for me Thank you.

We may as well get this over with now. I am anathemise ! Why ? Because I have a brother, Sam, and what makes it a curse, is that he is older, sassy, unassailable and even more of an ass than I am. the true be told, I do bonk him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball pattern or basketball exercise. No really, we just like to out-do each former in put-downs.

I walk out to the kitchen, where Mom is still putting the lulu in the automatic washer"Morning Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that queer 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 category last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half minute, xlv minutes, I don't know."She feed me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he make your panties 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 hunt and shoot, or just go traipsing around the in the Mrs. Henry Wood behind our firm, slews of deer back there, if you're quiet. Lot's of ticks too. It's calm out here, just the squirrels, the birds and those noisy frogs over at the pool. A great place to unwind, get over a temper fit or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not recluse, We do sustain some neighbour near us. OK, it's maybe a half Roman mile down the road on both incline. But fortunately for me, I am not really a people someone, you know ? I have my protagonist, 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 easily parents I could possibly throw. And really, my most dependable Friend. I sort of have a boyfriend, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to have a young man. We're at that stage where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a really jerk.

My Mom is a stop at home girl, and I think we bonded survive year, or maybe eight twelvemonth 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 small fry do that ? And how does she experience 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 hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one Quaker I can always trust, depend 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 class old, like an adult. Although He won't let me throw a car of my own, even though I can probably repel and collimate park better than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has more free meter than virtually MD's, so we get to spend much more time together. Dad has a health check spot here at our mansion, but I think now that's just for emergency, Thomas More that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My sprightliness, my sport is soccer, I love association football. It's a fun where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or popular ! We even have a heavy-set girl, Janet, who can kick that ball 60 fucking grounds ! Excuse my spoken communication, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to cause most of the destination, and it give's me a opportunity to be really meanspirited, and I get away with it ! It's fun to just to fly, run as fast as you possibly can, till your chest hurts, you know ? I really need an wall plug for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just shrieking -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other team, and scares the bejabbers out of the competition player, who's supposed to be guarding me.

William Tell you a secret, We all, well, nearly of us take in a shower, after a secret plan. Our schooltime shower is one of those goofy single that the spray heads are on a big nitty-gritty stake, in the nerve centre of the shower room, and we all just gather around in a Mexican valium. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each other, and of grade there's lots of giggling, fun and dirty jokes, but know what ? I kinda get excited, seeing my team mates naked. I mean, sexually, I feel like masturbating while I watch them naked. God, I hope I'm not a lesbo.

Baron Clive of Plassey, he's my young man, we have sorta a rocky relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- very cute. So I have, on occasions, let him feel my breasts, under my sweater 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, hire it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a chump to ever let him grope me the first time ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let boy go. Give me a respite !

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 witness another Son or just mime, but you can't pantomime on the sound ! That's way too practically sweat for the F Logos, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the phone ! God, it's, it's just a word, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than lots of my admirer.

You know I think section of the rationality I don't have hang-ups, like sex, imbibition, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our family we see each former nude pretty often, especially in the hot months, it's a heck of a lot more well-heeled to just go bare minimum, you know, just a cut-off T, no bra, or even a shirt, feels neat in the summertime. I think it gives you a lot of self esteem, like you are really someone. 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 consortium, so you don't have a heart attack when you dive in, like you would in cold urine ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have troupe, we just go bare ass. Only excitement I have in the pool, is when Sam and I wrestle for the ball, or something, and all that body get hold of give Sam a heavy on ! We all swim pretty practically every day. It's a expectant way to stay in shape ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes maintenance of the pool, does a swell job. He does it in the morn, while I'm snoozing in my comfortable bed.

The four of us have a neat human relationship, Somehow, it seems that since we see each other naked so often, we have few secrets -- we know each other better ! I suppose we're more like a really peculiar family, cause in our star sign we don't have a lot of dominion, other than to be sportsmanlike and don ‘ t pick on Kara. My Mom, she is, well, I'd have to say that she is one well-chosen individual, and gets off with our family, she has so much fun !

I guess that's mighty authoritative to her. She has a killer physical structure, sort of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to Fuck !"Sam is always telling her all the guy cable say that's what she is, MILF. I like that, I think it's cute. She just smiling and smacks him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims circle every day, More than I do. Don't know how, but she can survive me ! Sorta scary, isn ‘ t it ? Her bosom are on the small position, sorta of like 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 believe, kiddo ?"Then he asks,"How old are you any way ?"“ well duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and tells me,"I recommend you let me massage your breasts for about 20 or 30 minutes, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to cover that laughing sound coming from her direction. I only ask personal head like that when Sam's not here, otherwise he gets all excited.

"OK, Sweetheart"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age white meat, but let's see."“ tie-up up Hon, and take on off your jersey, will you ?"He keeps a straight face as he asks,"Are any of your protagonist -- son complaining ?"“ Any girls complain ?"I give him a strict look, but he continues as though he's enjoying this !

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

"Sweetheart, I'm a doctor, and as your household 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 height, some Thomas Kid grow faster, and in the same way, some young woman start bosom maturation at dissimilar eld, 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 necessitate 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 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 miss I know go in their sleeping accommodation and lock the room access when they masturbate. Don't have the muzzy approximation why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that data out of girls, they admit it. At least most of us girls admit it, but just try and get a guy to admit he masturbates eight days a week, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a vampire or something. Like it's a mortal 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 full nun just told me to see her after social class ! No thank you, heard that lecture already.

I don't know, at our house, 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 rule intimate behavior."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every morning in the shower ?"At that, of track Sam sneers,"How do you know, Twerp, been watching me ?"“ Now kiddies"Dad intones,"That's OK if it makes him well-chosen, 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 horseshit outa me, Anyway, I thought Daddy had some horrifying disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and mama and I played with his laborious penis, to state the truth, I think I prefer his phallus hard and stiff, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their sleeping accommodation early in the morning, cause 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 form of curves up, like it's trying to point at his nozzle. It's huge, think me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big hard-on scared my breasts, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my school principal in Sam's room, just to check. 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 wax bladder, it presses on his prostate gland claptrap blah bombast. Personally I think he's having a really sexy dream ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara Darling"Which is his best-loved look. I'm really sort of proud of When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doctor, I get so much advice, like"Wash yourself in the shower, don't just brook there !, and"Don't lecture with your sassing full Hon."You know, it's sort of a family joke, but virtually girls my age have nipples, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her tit are still little strobilus, with wee nipples, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink mammilla instead of real dark tit -- she's says that because pop loves them so much. My nipples nipples are muckle bigger than hers, but only cause my nipples are big and puffy. Mom says Aunt blue jean had puffy mamilla, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as weirdo old Aunt Jean ! God, I hope people never prognosticate me loony old aunty Kara ! Truly, I think I have nice breasts, shaped sorta like if you slice an apple in half, that would be my breast, you know ? Well, maybe a sorta pocket-sized apple.

I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, I think seeing Mom and pop naked a lot allows me to sorta be happy with myself -- my body I mean. I see a lot defenseless citizenry at school, girls anyway, in the locker room or in the showers. Big tit, tiny tit, but only one or two other female child with bouffant pap ! I suppose my breasts are very well just the way they are, maybe a footling on the easy weight side. But for one affair, I hardly ever have to hold out a bra, except to schooling. When I was a freshman, Sister Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear bra'at Sacred Heart."Well that's ok, I think, as she drones on and on, as long as I can blotch 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 dark, After Dad had already gone to bed. It was summertime, and we were both out in the hot tub, and as usual, we were stark ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to concern about erythema solare, and in the even, 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 more you get the sexier your thought process become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are prepare to induce sexual intercourse ?"I thought about it a minute, and told her"At schooling, Mom, I think a lot about sexual relation, and my thanks is usually wet panties. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a in force thing then, that they make you wear undies at school, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature enough, that I am ready to give birth sexual intercourse."“ I sorta want to see 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 especial in mind Honey ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is occupy in you."“ No “, I replied,"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 girl's vagina is in front or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will have to watch your language, there's an adult present, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, mortal experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one gibe deal, you know, and I would hate to knock off it on some jester boy !"“ All the eligible male child I know, are way too juvenile."They are all too frigging immature, really, for me to even consider."“ I want a more experienced man, maybe like one who won a Au medal in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"Honey your pop is already taken, Sorry !"

"Honey, 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 body, like how to give me one coming after another, maybe ten times !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's nipple are hard, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your dada 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 idea !"

Mom puts her mitt on my arm, and Tell me,"I think you're right, Kara, you are growing up, and those thing will only get a lot more important to you, and that's the way it's supposed to be, so just delight it."It's your life."“ Tell you what, dearest, tomorrow let's ask your Daddy if we can get you scheduled for a pelvic examination, and just may we should think about putting you on the pill."“ She gives me that wicked smile."Regulate your periods !"

The next morning, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking live Nox, and we both feel that maybe it sentence we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on nascence control 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 good and it will scare the shit out of me !"“ spoken communication, daddy"I reminded him.

The next day was William Ashley Sunday, and the clinic would not be meddlesome, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the infirmary."neural ?"he asks me."I ‘ m little frighten away, to order the truth, I remember I had an examination when I was vernal, cause I had started my periods, but I was a youth miss then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's sort unlike, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my hesitation, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, do you want me to do the test, or would you rather one of the interns do ?"Without hesitation, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"Shit !"says Daddy suddenly,"we forgot to bring Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- hard. It took us about a one-half hour to tug down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and feeling for an empty exam room. Dad asks cake, one of the nurses,"upright Morning Pat, my daughter here want to get a pelvic, could you help ?"“ Of course of study Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to help out, Kara, and even hold your handwriting if you want me to."I know Patty pretty well, she's a keen miss.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on giving birth control."“ Does that signify you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big saltation rightfulness into his bed ?"I shook my straits and laughed."Golly I hope not, I don't think I'm quite ready for that just yet."She asked if I wanted a night-robe, I shook my promontory no."Why trouble,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a good point there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the high exam table. Patty took my rakehell insistency, and poppycock like that.

A few minutes later, Dad came in."Are you decently ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me pop !"I answer. He puts one arm around my berm, and touching my breast, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your veritable boob test, beloved"?"No lumps or sore slur, no electric discharge from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a decent girlfriend, Daddy."Patty giggles.

He feels both my knocker very carefully, including my tit, proclaims,"No trouble here !"“ Let's lay back, love"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, couple of places, and then listens to my centre. 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 heterosexual person face. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my cock off, long sentence ago !"That gets a gag 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 secondment, before my pegleg were high in the air, and widely apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing association football,"I mutter. 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 surprisal."Well, we could have a social class of young interns, in here to observe your exam."“ Hey, I think I'd like that !"“ Would they each have to get into a rubber…….glove ?"I ask. Pat shakes her head."You're direful, Kara."

END OF PART ONE

Next, Kara gets a practical teaching in sex .