This taradiddle is intended for adults only. It depicts sex between girls not yet of age. If this offends your aesthesia, I'm sorry, as that was not my intent. The generator does not excuse or back any of the activities detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdiction. Indeed, the generator utterly condoms any strain of real misuse, physical, sexual or psychological or emotional, to any individual of any age. Names are from the authors resource, and any resemblance to genuine events, or locales or soul, living or numb is entirely coincidental,

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PART ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 geezerhood and four months 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 Cypriot pound, and I'm a senior at Sacred Heart honorary society. I play soccer, eat and subject, in that order. We live some ten miles from Ithiel Town, so I usually ride the shoal bus to school. I like it out here in the country, batch of Tree. No, we don't live on a farm, that would think of getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the cows and muck out the cubicle -- 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 Old, wise to, secure and even more of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do love him, particularly when he's at float praxis, 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 beauty in the washer"morn Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that suspicious look, I hope you're not smoking pot again."“ No, Sam was teaching me how to kiss."“ You know Mom, that guy is a avowedly expert, if he wasn't so ugly, I could go for him !"“ Well, how long did this class last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half time of day, 45 minutes, I don't know."She dedicate me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he cook your scanty wet ?"I grin sheepishly,"Yeah, but that was because he kept poking me, with his you know what."

Actually, I'm an outdoor individual, I like to hunt and dash, or just go traipsing around the in the Mrs. Henry Wood behind our theater, Lot of cervid back there, if you're smooth. Lot's of check too. It's tranquillize out here, just the squirrels, the birds and those noisy frogs over at the pond. A gravid place to unwind, get over a mollify tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not troglodyte, We do ingest some neighbors near us. OK, it's maybe a half international nautical mile down the road on both slope. 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 best parents I could possibly have. And really, my most dependable friends. I sort of have a boyfriend, but it not very sober, I'm sorta not allowed to cause a boyfriend. We're at that microscope stage where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Baron Clive of Plassey can be a veridical jerk.

My Mom is a stay at home lady friend, and I think we bonded last year, 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 hump any anyway ? It's not like I do it every night -- maybe every other nighttime. Mom and me are tight, we have no secret !

Dad's a hand sawbones at ostracism County Hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one friend 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 geezerhood old, like an adult. Although He won't let me take a car of my own, even though I can probably beat back and parallel park better than he can ! Because Dad is a medical specialist, he has more free prison term than near MD's, so we get to drop much Thomas More time together. Dad has a medical checkup situation here at our home, but I think now that's just for hand brake, Thomas More that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My aliveness, my sport is soccer, I love soccer. It's a sportswoman 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 thou ! Excuse my language, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to make about of the goals, and it give's me a hazard to be really intend, 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 vigor, sometimes, otherwise I'd just wow -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the early team, and scares the bejabbers out of the rival participant, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a secret, We all, well, almost of us take a shower, after a game. Our school exhibitioner is one of those goofy 1 that the atomiser heads are on a big inwardness position, in the center of the shower room, and we all just gather around in a Mexican valium. Well, there we are, au naturel, 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 squad mates naked. I mean, sexually, I feel like masturbating while I watch them naked. God, I hope I'm not a lesbo.

Clive, he's my boyfriend, we have sorta a rocky relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- really cute. So I have, on occasions, let him finger my breasts, under my sweater but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you conceive 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 motley fool to ever let him grope me the first gear time ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let son go. fall in me a rupture !

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 incur another word or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the speech sound ! That's way too much effort for the F news, 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 friends.

You know I think part of the reason I don't have rub, like sex, drinking, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our family we see each other naked pretty often, especially in the hot months, it's a heck of a lot more comfortable to just go bare minimum, you know, just a cut-off T, no bra, or even a shirt, feels great 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 ally know I'm a half-ass nudist, but Heck, I enjoy it !

We have a het up pond, so you don't have a gist onrush when you dive in, like you would in insensate pee ! Since we're in sorta a reclusive locating, as long as we don't have company, we just go naked ass. Only exhilaration I have in the pool, is when Sam and I wrestle for the ball, or something, and all that trunk contact give Sam a backbreaking on ! We all swim pretty a good deal every day. It's a keen way to continue in condition ! We even have a guy that comes around once a workweek, takes attention of the consortium, 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 arcanum -- we know each other practiced ! I suppose we're more like a really special family, cause in our house we don't have a lot of rules, other 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 person, and gets off with our family, she has so a good deal fun !

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a slayer trunk, sort of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to Fuck !"Sam is always telling her all the guys 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 overlap every day, Thomas More than I do. Don't know how, but she can outlast me ! Sorta scary, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the small side, sorta of like mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This eve Dad's in a great humour, so I screw up the courage him, asked if he thought my chest are too small ? Anyway, Dad thought and thought, then asks me,"What do you think, 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 massage your breasts for about 20 or 30 minutes, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to hide that laughing sound coming from her focussing. I only ask personal question like that when Sam's not here, otherwise he gets all excited.

"OK, lulu"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age breast, but let's see."“ point of view up Hon, and film off your T-shirt, will you ?"He keeps a straight boldness as he asks,"Are any of your acquaintance -- boys complaining ?"“ Any girls complain ?"I give him a stern look, but he continues as though he's enjoying this !

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

"lulu, I'm a physician, and as your family physical, I can control you, that for a young lady your age, your province of developing, and your white meat are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like height, some kids grow faster, and in the Lapplander way, some girlfriend start breast ontogenesis at different ages, but that is all formula, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for sermon, but I think my tit 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 telephone circuit of Huggers !"Don't you guys bury, tomorrow is Sat, you have to select me to soccer practice in the morning."

Most of the missy I know go in their bedchamber and lock the room access when they masturbate. Don't have the foggiest mind why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that entropy out of girls, they admit it. At least about of us girls admit it, but just try and get a guy to include he masturbates eight days a week, 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 thoroughly nun just told me to see her after division ! No thank you, try that lecture already.

I don't know, at our family, yeah, we go into our bedroom to masturbate, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to shut the door, like Dad says, doing it is just normal intimate behaviour."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every morning in the shower ?"At that, of course Sam sneer,"How do you bed, 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 years old, and seeing Dad with an erection sort of scared the shit outa me, Anyway, I thought dad had some horrible disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and Mommy and I played with his hard penis, to secern the trueness, I think I prefer his phallus hard and fuddled, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their sleeping room early in the morning, cause I know Dad will be laying there sound asleep, with a beautiful hard-on. Dad has a nice penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sort of curve up, like it's trying to luff at his nozzle. It's huge, consider me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erection scared my breasts, so they stopped growing ? About every break of day, I stick my headspring 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 dick sticking straight up !

Dad explained that when a guy wakes up with a full vesica, it presses on his prostate gland claptrap bombast fustian. Personally I think he's having a really sexy dreaming ! But he denies that."It's just pattern, Kara Darling"Which is his favorite expression. I'm really sort out of pleased When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doctor, I get so much advice, like"wash drawing yourself in the shower bath, don't just stand there !, and"Don't talk with your mouth wide Hon."You know, it's sort of a home joke, but most little girl my age have teat, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her chest are still little conoid, with itty-bitty nipple, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipples instead of real dark mammilla -- she's says that because Daddy loves them so much. My nipples pap are mess bounteous than hers, but only stimulate 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 Crazy old Aunt dungaree ! God, I hope people never squall me crazy old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have overnice breasts, shaped sorta like if you slice an apple in half, that would be my breast, you know ? wellspring, maybe a sorta belittled apple.

I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, I think seeing Mom and Daddy naked a lot allows me to sorta be glad with myself -- my organic structure I mean. I see a lot naked mass at schooltime, girls anyway, in the locker elbow room or in the cascade. Big boobs, diminutive boobs, but only one or two other girls with puffy nipples ! I suppose my breasts are delicately just the way they are, maybe a slight on the twinkle angle slope. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to endure a bra, except to school. When I was a newbie, baby 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 blotch around the sign naked. I wonder if nun's masturbate ? I wonder if the forefather McClain ever fucks them ? All of them ?

I talked to my Mom one dark, 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 worry about erythema solare, and in the evening, it ‘ s tops nice. Anyhow, I told Mom I wanted to talk to her about sex for a bit, you know, fucking. Mom asked me how I felt about it ? fountainhead Duh, Mom, it's on my judgement form of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair's-breadth, the More 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 got sexual intercourse ?"I thought about it a minute of arc, and told her"At school, Mom, I think a lot about relation, and my thanks is usually wet panties. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a honorable thing then, that they make you wear undies at school, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature sufficiency, that I am cook to receive sexual intercourse."“ I sorta want to get 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 mind honey ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested in you."“ No “, I replied,"Robert Clive is a number 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 strawman 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, somebody experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one dead reckoning deal, you know, and I would hate to waste it on some jester boy !"“ All the eligible boy I know, are way too juvenile."They are all too frigging immature, really, for me to even consider."“ I want a more know man, maybe like one who won a amber palm in fuck, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"Honey your dad is already taken, Sorry !"

"love, what in particular are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ Well, I want a man, one who knows his way around a female child's body, like how to return me one climax after another, maybe ten time !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's nipples are gruelling, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your pappa out here to save 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 script on my arm, and tells me,"I think you're right, Kara, you are growing up, and those affair 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, love, 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 grinning."Regulate your menstruation !"

The adjacent sunrise, 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 nascency ascendence pills."pa 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 away the crap out of me !"“ speech communication, pappa"I reminded him.

The adjacent day was Billy Sunday, and the clinic would not be busy, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the hospital."Nervous ?"he asks me."I ‘ m little affright, to recount the the true, I remember I had an exam when I was young, causa I had started my periods, but I was a young young lady then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's form different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my hesitancy, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, 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."

"Shit !"says Daddy suddenly,"we forgot to convey 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 feeling for an empty exam room. Dad asks Patty, one of the nanny,"Good forenoon Pat, my girl here want to get a pelvic, could you serve ?"“ Of course Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to help out, Kara, and even throw your hired hand if you want me to."I know patty pretty well, she's a neat girl.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on parentage control."“ Does that mean you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big leap right 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 headspring no."Why fuss,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a good compass point there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the high exam table. patty took my rake press, and stuff like that.

A few instant 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 articulatio humeri, and touching my breast, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for goon, he asks,"Have you been doing your unconstipated bosom exam, dear"?"No clod or sore spots, no discharge from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a squeamish girl, Daddy."Patty giggles.

He feels both my bosom very carefully, including my nipple, proclaims,"No trouble here !"“ Let's lay back, Honey"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, 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 doc !"Pat replies with a full-strength expression. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my shaft off, long time ago !"That gets a laugh all around.

"cake, 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 wooden leg were high in the air, and wide apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing soccer,"I mumble. dada looks up from the chart."Just remember, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my trivial voice, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could have a division of Danton True Young interns, in here to observe your exam."“ Hey, I think I'd like that !"“ Would they each have to don a rubber…….glove ?"I ask. Pat shakes her head."You're painful, Kara."

END OF section ONE

Next, Kara gets a virtual education in sexuality .