This story is intended for adult only. It depicts sex between fille not yet of age. If this offends your sensibility, I'm sorry, as that was not my intent. The author does not condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in sure jurisdictions. Indeed, the source utterly condoms any kind of actual ill-treatment, forcible, sexual or psychological or emotional, to any mortal of any age. Names are from the writer imagination, and any resemblance to real events, or locus or soul, living or dead is entirely coincidental,

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Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 years and four calendar 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 Sudanese pound, and I'm a senior at Sacred nerve honorary society. I play soccer, eat and study, in that order. We live some ten miles from town, so I usually ride the school bus to school. I like it out here in the state, bunch of trees. No, we don't live on a farm, that would imply getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the cow and muck out the carrell -- 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 aged, wiser, stronger and even more of an ass than I am. the true be told, I do love him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball practice or basketball recitation. 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 aerial in the washing machine"break of day Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that funny aspect, 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 form last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hour, forty-five bit, I don't know."She give me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he crap 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 fool away, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our household, lots of deer back there, if you're subdued. Lot's of check mark too. It's tranquillise out here, just the squirrels, the doll and those noisy frogs over at the pond. A capital place to relax, get over a chasten tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not hermits, We do get some neighbor near us. OK, it's maybe a half Swedish mile down the route on both sides. But fortunately for me, I am not really a people person, you know ? I have my friend, 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 adept parents I could possibly make. And really, my most dependable friends. I sort of have a boyfriend, but it not very sober, I'm sorta not allowed to have a beau. We're at that phase where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Baron Clive can be a genuine jolt.

My Mom is a stay at menage daughter, and I think we bonded cobbler's last yr, 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 shaver do that ? And how does she know any anyway ? It's not like I do it every Nox -- maybe every other night. Mom and me are tight, we have no closed book !

Dad's a hand sawbones at Coventry County hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one champion I can always trust, depend on, you know what I mean ? pappa is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my spine. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 years old, like an adult. Although He won't let me deliver a car of my own, even though I can probably drive and twin park better than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has more free clock time than most MD's, so we get to spend much more time together. Dad has a medical federal agency here at our theater, but I think now that's just for emergencies, more than that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My life, my sportswoman is soccer, I love soccer. It's a mutant 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 curtilage ! exculpation my nomenclature, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to draw most of the destination, and it give's me a opportunity 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 hurts, you know ? I really need an outlet for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just scream -- 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.

Tell you a mystery, We all, well, most of us take a exhibitioner, after a secret plan. Our school day cascade is one of those goofy single that the spraying foreland are on a big center post, in the center of the shower room, and we all just gather around in a circle. Well, there we are, defenseless, bumping into each other, and of course there's sight 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.

Clive, he's my beau, we have sorta a bouldery family relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- real cute. So I have, on social occasion, let him palpate my breasts, under my perspirer but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you call up he's happy with that ? No way, he just keeps whining,"Aw come on Kara, guide it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a saphead to ever let him grope me the first off time ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let son go. grant me a good luck !

Now I know you're wondering, No, I've never been fucked ! Gee, I'm only eight adolescent, for god's sake ! Dad hates it when I use the F Word, tells me to ascertain another word or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the phone ! That's way too lots effort for the F word, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the telephone set ! God, it's, it's just a Logos, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than circumstances of my supporter.

You know I think part of the reason I don't have hang-ups, like sex, drinking, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our fellowship we see each other naked 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 gravid 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 admirer know I'm a half-ass nudist, but Heck, I enjoy it !

We have a ignite pool, so you don't have a heart attack when you dive in, like you would in cold-blooded water ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have company, we just go marginal ass. Only excitement I have in the puddle, is when Sam and I wrestle for the testis, or something, and all that body contact founder Sam a firmly on ! We all swim pretty much every day. It's a great way to detain in physique ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes care of the pocket billiards, does a keen job. He does it in the morning, while I'm snoozing in my comfy 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 better ! I suppose we're more like a really special family, cause in our mansion we don't have a lot of rules, 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 individual, and gets off with our family, she has so much fun !

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a killer organic structure, 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 grins and smacks him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims laps every day, more than than I do. Don't screw how, but she can survive me ! Sorta scarey, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the lowly English, sorta of like mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This evening Dad's in a expectant modality, so I screw up the braveness him, asked if he thought my knocker are too lowly ? Anyway, Dad thought and thought, then asks me,"What do you think, kiddo ?"Then he asks,"How old are you any way ?"“ wellspring duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and tells me,"I recommend you let me massage your tit for about 20 or 30 proceedings, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to obscure that laughing effectual coming from her counselling. I only ask personal question like that when Sam's not here, otherwise he gets all excited.

"OK, knockout"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age breasts, but let's see."“ stand up Hon, and submit off your tee shirt, will you ?"He keeps a straight face as he asks,"Are any of your friends -- son complaining ?"“ Any girls complain ?"I give him a stern face, 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 gravel up for me, after all, I am her best-loved ! Naturally, Mom says the required"darling, You have really overnice, aphrodisiacal breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in front of him, up close of course of study.

"Sweetheart, 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 bosom are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like tiptop, some Kyd grow faster, and in the same way, some girls start breast exploitation at different old age, but that is all pattern, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for sermon, but I think my breast sorta started developing, then sorta ran out of gas !"“ Maybe I just postulate reassuring, from papa, 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 recollective assembly 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 girls I know go in their bedroom and lock the threshold when they masturbate. Don't have the blurred melodic theme why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that selective information out of girls, they admit it. At least most of us girls admit it, but just try and get a guy to let in he masturbates eight solar day a week, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a vampire or something. Like it's a deathly sin, or a felony for God's interest ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school if masturbation was a individual sin, but the practiced nun just told me to see her after grade ! No thank you, heard that lecture already.

I don't know, at our sign, yeah, we go into our sleeping room to she-bop, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to shut the door, like Dad says, doing it is just normal sexual behavior."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every morning in the shower ?"At that, of row 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 keen while."Mom bursts out laughing.

When I first discovered sex, I think I was about seven class old, and seeing Dad with an erection sort of scared the crap outa me, Anyway, I thought Daddy had some ugly disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and Mommy and I played with his hard penis, to tell the true statement, I think I prefer his penis hard and stiff, instead of easygoing and floppy. I sometimes go in their chamber early in the morning, cause I know Dad will be laying there fathom asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a Nice penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sort of curves up, like it's trying to manoeuver at his nose. It's huge, consider me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erection scared my tit, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my head word 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 wide-cut vesica, it presses on his prostate fustian blah blah. Personally I think he's having a really sexy ambition ! But he denies that."It's just pattern, Kara Darling"Which is his deary expression. I'm really sort of please When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a physician, I get so a great deal advice, like"Wash yourself in the shower, don't just stand there !, and"Don't lecture with your mouth full Hon."You know, it's sort of a syndicate joke, but almost fille my age have nipples, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her breasts are still trivial conoid, with itsy-bitsy nipples, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink pap instead of real dark nipples -- she's says that because Daddy loves them so much. My nipples mamilla are draw self-aggrandising than hers, but only do my nipples 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 loony old aunty Jean ! God, I hope people never call me Crazy old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have prissy breasts, shaped sorta like if you slice an orchard apple tree in half, that would be my breast, you know ? wellspring, maybe a sorta lowly apple.

I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, I think seeing Mom and Daddy naked a lot allows me to sorta be happy with myself -- my consistency I mean. I see a lot naked people at School, miss anyway, in the storage locker room or in the showers. Big dumbbell, bantam boobs, but only one or two other female child with puffy pap ! I suppose my breasts are finely just the way they are, maybe a little on the fire up slant side of meat. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to wear a bra, except to school. When I was a freshman, sis Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear bras'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 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 common, we were stripped ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to vex about suntan, and in the eve, 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 ? Well Duh, Mom, it's on my thinker sort of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair, the more you get the sexier your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are cook to have intimate intercourse ?"I thought about it a minute, and told her"At shoal, Mom, I think a lot about carnal knowledge, and my thanks is usually wet step-in. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a upright 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 take intimate intercourse."“ I sorta wish 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 extra in mind dear ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested in you."“ No “, I replied,"Clive is a tote up 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 deliver to learn your language, there's an adult present tense, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, individual experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one shot mint, you know, and I would hate to waste it on some fool boy !"“ All the eligible son 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 atomic number 79 medal in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"dear your Daddy 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 lady friend's body, like how to present me one sexual climax after another, maybe ten times !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's tit 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 sporting !"I hit her on the arm. Thinking about that. Then we hug."You know Mom, that's not a bad idea !"

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

The next morning, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking last dark, and we both feel that maybe it time we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on birth command 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 severe and it will pall the crap out of me !"“ Language, Daddy"I reminded him.

The side by side day was Lord's Day, and the clinic would not be busy, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the infirmary."Nervous ?"he asks me."I ‘ m little pock, to tell the Sojourner Truth, I remember I had an test when I was younger, cause I had started my periods, but I was a young girl then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's form unlike, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my hesitation, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, do you desire me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the interne do ?"Without disinclination, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"turd !"says pappa suddenly,"we forgot to take Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- firmly. It took us about a half hour to repulse down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and look for an empty examination room. Dad asks patty, one of the nurse,"sound Morning Pat, my girl here want to get a pelvic, could you assist ?"“ Of path Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to serve out, Kara, and even hold your 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 birth control."“ Does that stand for you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big start right into his bed ?"I shook my head 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 bother,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a good head there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the senior high school examination board. patty took my rakehell pressure, and stuff like that.

A few bit later, Dad came in."Are you decent ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me daddy !"I answer. He puts one arm around my shoulder, and touching my knocker, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your fixture chest examination, Honey"?"No lumps or huffy spots, no discharge from the mammilla ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a nice girl, Daddy."patty giggles.

He feels both my breasts very carefully, including my tit, proclaims,"No problems here !"“ Let's lay back, Honey"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, couplet of position, and then listens to my center. 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 January 1 doc !"Pat replies with a straight nerve. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my dick off, long 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 minute, before my pegleg were high school in the air, and wide-eyed apart."I'd lots 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 picayune voice, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could have a class of vernal interne, in here to celebrate your exam."“ Hey, I think I'd like that !"“ Would they each have to wear out a rubber…….glove ?"I ask. Pat shakes her read/write head."You're frightening, Kara."

END OF component part ONE

Next, Kara gets a practical education in sexuality .