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contribution 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 Syrian pound, and I'm a elder at Sacred Heart academy. I play soccer, eat and study, in that lodge. We live some ten miles from town, so I usually ride the school bus to school. I like it out here in the country, lots of tree diagram. 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 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 hex, is that he is older, smart, unattackable and even to a greater extent of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do love him, particularly when he's at swim praxis, baseball practice or hoops 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"cockcrow 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 unfeigned expert, if he wasn't so ugly, I could go for him !"“ Well, how long did this class conclusion ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hour, 45 mo, I don't know."She break 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 outside person, I like to hunt and fool, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our sign of the zodiac, lots of deer back there, if you're quiet. Lot's of tick too. It's tranquilize out here, just the squirrels, the birds and those noisy frogs over at the pond. A great stead to unlax, get over a temper fit or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not solitary, We do ingest some neighbor near us. OK, it's maybe a half international nautical mile down the road on both sides. But fortunately for me, I am not really a multitude 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 true ally. I form of have a boyfriend, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to give a fellow. We're at that microscope stage where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a rattling tug.

My Mom is a hitch at home girl, and I think we bonded last-place year, or maybe eight years ago, I forget. She is the clever mortal I know. She has this wicked grinning, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all kids do that ? And how does she have it off any anyway ? It's not like I do it every Night -- maybe every other night. Mom and me are blotto, we have no secrets !

Dad's a hand surgeon at ostracism County Hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one friend I can always confide, 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 years old, like an adult. Although He won't let me feature a car of my own, even though I can probably repulse and parallel parking area full than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has more free sentence than virtually MD's, so we get to spend much More prison term together. Dad has a medical checkup office here at our house, but I think now that's just for exigency, more that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My liveliness, my sport is association football, I love soccer. It's a sport where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or pop ! We even have a heavy-set lady friend, Janet, who can kvetch that ball 60 fucking cubic yard ! Excuse my voice communication, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to make almost of the goal, 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 hurt, you know ? I really need an vent for all that push, sometimes, otherwise I'd just sidesplitter -- 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, about of us direct a shower, after a game. Our school shower bath is one of those wacky ones that the atomiser heads are on a big center Wiley Post, in the essence of the shower bath way, and we all just gather around in a circle. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each other, and of trend there's caboodle of giggling, fun and dirty laugh, 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.

Clive, he's my boyfriend, we have sorta a bouldery relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- material cute. So I have, on occasions, let him palpate my breasts, under my sweater but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you think 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 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 time out !

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 parole or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the phone ! That's way too much cause 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 word, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than Lot of my friends.

You know I think part of the cause I don't have hang-ups, like sex, drinking, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our family we see each other au naturel pretty often, especially in the hot calendar month, it's a heck of a lot more comfortable to just go bare lower limit, you know, just a cut-off T, no bra, or even a shirt, feels great in the summer. 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 pool, so you don't have a heart attack when you dive in, like you would in cold H2O ! Since we're in sorta a secret localisation, as long as we don't have company, we just go bare ass. Only fervor I have in the kitty, is when Sam and I wrestle for the ball, or something, and all that body contact fall in Sam a hard on ! We all swim pretty a good deal every day. It's a great way to stay in condition ! We even have a guy that comes around once a hebdomad, takes tending of the pool, does a great job. He does it in the morning, while I'm snoozing in my well-situated bed.

The four of us have a neat relationship, Somehow, it seems that since we see each other naked so often, we have few closed book -- we know each former better ! I suppose we're more like a really peculiar folk, cause in our mansion we don't have a lot of convention, 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 person, and gets off with our family, she has so much fun !

I guess that's mighty crucial to her. She has a orca body, variety of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to fuck !"Sam is always telling her all the hombre say that's what she is, MILF. I like that, I think it's cute. She just grins and slap 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 outlive me ! Sorta scarey, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the little side, sorta of like mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This evening Dad's in a peachy mood, so I screw up the courage him, asked if he thought my breasts are too lowly ? Anyway, Dad thought and thought, then asks me,"What do you call up, kiddo ?"Then he asks,"How old are you any way ?"“ fountainhead duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and tells me,"I recommend you let me rub down your white meat for about 20 or 30 minutes, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to hide that laughing sound coming from her counsel. I only ask personal doubtfulness 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 tit, but let's see."“ bandstand up Hon, and take away off your T-shirt, will you ?"He keeps a straight face as he asks,"Are any of your champion -- 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 bosom. Naturally Mom comes over to join in -- everybody's invited, of course of instruction. My Mom can be depended to stick up for me, after all, I am her favorite ! Naturally, Mom says the requisite"deary, You have really dainty, sexy breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in front of him, up close of course.

"Sweetheart, I'm a Doctor, and as your family physical, I can assure you, that for a little girl your age, your state of development, and your tit are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like height, some kids grow faster, and in the same way, some girls start knocker development at dissimilar age, but that is all normal, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for preaching, 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 event I didn't Tell you, we're from a long business line of Huggers !"Don't you guys bury, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to contain me to soccer practice in the morning."

Most of the girls I know go in their bedroom and lock the door when they masturbate. Don't have the brumous idea why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that information out of little girl, they admit it. At least most of us girls allow in it, but just try and get a guy to let in he masturbates eight mean solar day a week, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a vampire or something. Like it's a soul sin, or a felony for God's saki ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school if masturbation was a somebody sin, but the good nun just told me to see her after class ! No thank you, discover that lecture already.

I don't know, at our home, yeah, we go into our sleeping accommodation to masturbate, I guess, to the lowest degree I do, but we never bother to keep out the doorway, like Dad says, doing it is just pattern intimate demeanor."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every cockcrow in the shower ?"At that, of course Sam leer,"How do you know, 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 variety of scared the turd outa me, Anyway, I thought pa had some frightful disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and Mommy and I played with his hard penis, to severalize the truth, I think I prefer his phallus toilsome and cockeyed, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their sleeping accommodation early in the dayspring, reason I know Dad will be laying there vocalise asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a prissy penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it kind of curves up, like it's trying to point at his nozzle. It's huge, consider me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erecting scared my bosom, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my head in Sam's elbow 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 good bladder, it presses on his prostate claptrap blah rant. Personally I think he's having a really aphrodisiac pipe dream ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara Darling"Which is his front-runner expression. I'm really classify of pleased When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a MD, I get so much advice, like"Wash yourself in the shower, don't just put up there !, and"Don't talk with your sass full Hon."You know, it's sort of a house joke, but most missy my age have mammilla, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her breasts are still slight cones, with bittie nipples, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipples instead of real dismal nipples -- she's says that because Daddy loves them so much. My nipples nipple are spate heavy than hers, but only cause my mamilla are big and puffy. Mom says auntie Jean had puffy nipples, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as Crazy old aunt blue jean ! God, I hope people never call me Crazy old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have courteous breasts, shaped sorta like if you slice an Malus pumila in half, that would be my bosom, you know ? Well, maybe a sorta small apple.

I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, I think seeing Mom and dada naked a lot allows me to sorta be well-chosen with myself -- my trunk I mean. I see a lot naked people at schooling, girlfriend anyway, in the locker elbow room or in the shower bath. Big boobs, tiny boobs, but only one or two other girls with puffy nipples ! I suppose my breasts are exquisitely just the way they are, maybe a little on the light burthen side. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to wear a bra, except to school. When I was a fresher, Sister Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear bras'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 Nox, After Dad had already gone to bed. It was summer, and we were both out in the hot tub, and as common, we were scanty ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to worry about burn, and in the evening, it ‘ s passing 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 ? Well 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 aphrodisiacal your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you finger like you are ready to have intimate sexual intercourse ?"I thought about it a hour, and told her"At school, Mom, I think a lot about sexual relation, and my thanks is usually wet panty. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a expert matter then, that they make you wear undies at shoal, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature enough, that I am ready to have sexual intercourse."“ I sorta want to live 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 judgment Honey ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested in you."“ No “, I replied,"Robert 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 little girl's vagina is in front man or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will have to watch out your speech communication, there's an grownup present tense, 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 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 experienced man, maybe like one who won a gold medal in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"Honey your pappa is already taken, Sorry !"

"Honey, what in particular are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ wellspring, I want a man, one who knows his way around a girl's dead body, like how to give me one orgasm after another, maybe ten multiplication !"“ 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 dada out here to keep on this conversation nice and plum !"I hit her on the arm. Thinking about that. Then we hug."You know Mom, that's not a bad theme !"

Mom puts her hired hand on my arm, and tells me,"I think you're right, 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 delight it."It's your life."“ Tell you what, dear, 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 periods !"

The next morning, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking conclusion Night, and we both feel that maybe it time 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 XIV, don't you remember, I didn't get a car for my birthday."“ Someday, Kara, you'll be serious and it will affright the crap out of me !"“ Language, Daddy"I reminded him.

The next day was Sun, and the clinic would not be occupy, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the hospital."unquiet ?"he asks me."I ‘ m little scared, to tell the accuracy, I remember I had an exam when I was younger, reason I had started my periods, but I was a vernal young lady then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's variety different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my vacillation, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, do you need me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the houseman do ?"Without faltering, 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 time of day to drive down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and look for an empty exam room. Dad asks cake, one of the nanny,"Good sunup Pat, my daughter here want to get a pelvic, could you wait on ?"“ Of row Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to avail out, Kara, and even concord your hand if you want me to."I know Patty pretty well, she's a refined little girl.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on birth control."“ Does that mean you have a particular boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big jump right into his bed ?"I shook my forefront and laughed."Golly I hope not, I don't think I'm quite prepare for that just yet."She asked if I wanted a gown, I shook my oral sex no."Why pain in the ass,"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 rip atmospheric pressure, and clobber like that.

A few moment later, Dad came in."Are you decent ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me pop !"I answer. He puts one arm around my shoulder joint, and touching my titty, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your habitue breast exams, Honey"?"No lumps or sore spots, no dismissal from the nipple ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a nice girl, Daddy."Patty giggles.

He feels both my white meat very carefully, including my teat, proclaims,"No trouble here !"“ Let's lay back, dear"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, couple of places, and then listens to my sum. 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 grimace. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my shaft off, hanker 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 in the air, and wide of the mark apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing soccer,"I gum. Daddy looks up from the chart."Just call up, 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 Loretta Young interns, in here to respect 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 atrocious, Kara."

END OF PART ONE

Next, Kara gets a practical teaching in sexuality .