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persona ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 year and four calendar month 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 pounds, and I'm a senior at Sacred Heart honorary society. I play soccer, eat and study, in that fiat. We live some ten Roman mile from town, so I usually ride the schooltime bus to school. I like it out here in the state, bunch of tree. No, we don't live on a farm, that would entail 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 whammy, is that he is elder, fresh, warm and even more of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do have intercourse him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball game practice or basketball game 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"Morning Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that funny expression, 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 finale ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hr, 45 minutes, I don't know."She present me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he fix your pantie wet ?"I grin sheepishly,"Yeah, but that was because he kept poking me, with his you know what."

Actually, I'm an outdoor soul, I like to hunt and shoot, or just go traipsing around the in the Natalie Wood behind our house, lots of deer back there, if you're quiet down. Lot's of check mark too. It's calm out here, just the squirrels, the birds and those noisy frogs over at the pond. A great place to unwind, get over a harden tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not hermits, We do give birth some neighbors near us. OK, it's maybe a one-half mile down the route on both slope. But fortunately for me, I am not really a multitude person, you know ? I have my ally, 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 sound parents I could possibly have. And really, my most safe friends. I sort of have a young man, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to bear a fellow. We're at that level where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a existent saccade.

My Mom is a hitch at home little girl, and I think we bonded last year, or maybe eight years ago, I forget. She is the cleverest somebody I know. She has this wicked grin, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all child do that ? And how does she have sex any anyway ? It's not like I do it every night -- maybe every early night. Mom and me are tight, we have no secrets !

Dad's a script surgeon at Coventry County Hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one Friend I can always commit, 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 have a car of my own, even though I can probably drive and parallel park safe than he can ! Because Dad is a specializer, he has More liberal time than almost MD's, so we get to pass much to a greater extent prison term together. Dad has a medical office here at our house, but I think now that's just for exigency, more that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My life, 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 girl, Janet, who can kick that ball 60 ass yards ! Excuse my language, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to make nearly of the goals, 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 exit for all that free energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just belly laugh -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the former team, and scares the bejabbers out of the rival player, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a secret, We all, well, most of us contract a rain shower, after a game. Our school exhibitor is one of those goofy ones that the spray point are on a big middle position, in the center of the exhibitioner room, and we all just gather around in a traffic circle. Well, there we are, au naturel, bumping into each former, and of path there's lots 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 beau, we have sorta a jolting relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- tangible cute. So I have, on occasions, let him find my knocker, under my perspirer but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you reckon he's glad with that ? No way, he just keeps whining,"Aw come on Kara, demand it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a fool to ever let him fumble me the initiative time ! And now about everyone at shoal knows how far I let son go. Give me a break !

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 give-and-take, tells me to rule another word or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the phone ! That's way too much effort for the F word, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the headphone ! God, it's, it's just a word, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than heap of my friends.

You know I think part of the reason I don't have hang-ups, like sex, imbibing, smoke, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our crime syndicate we see each early naked pretty often, especially in the hot month, it's a heck of a lot more comfortable to just go spare lower limit, 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 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 het up pool, so you don't have a heart attack when you dive in, like you would in low temperature water ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have company, we just go plain ass. Only excitement I have in the kitty, is when Sam and I wrestle for the ball, or something, and all that eubstance adjoin apply Sam a hard on ! We all swim pretty much every day. It's a great way to stay in physique ! We even have a guy that comes around once a calendar week, takes care of the puddle, does a bully job. He does it in the first light, while I'm snoozing in my comfortable bed.

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

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a cause of death physical structure, sort of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to Fuck !"Sam is always telling her all the guy wire 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 have it away how, but she can outlast me ! Sorta scary, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the pocket-size side, sorta of comparable mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This eventide Dad's in a capital mood, so I screw up the braveness him, asked if he thought my breasts are too diminished ? Anyway, Dad thought and thought, then asks me,"What do you conceive, 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 knead your breasts for about 20 or 30 mo, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to hide that laughing healthy coming from her direction. I only ask personal dubiousness like that when Sam's not here, otherwise he gets all excited.

"OK, truelove"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age breasts, but let's see."“ Stand up Hon, and carry off your tee shirt, will you ?"He keeps a straight face as he asks,"Are any of your friends -- 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 join in -- everybody's invited, of course. My Mom can be depended to stick up for me, after all, I am her best-loved ! Naturally, Mom says the required"Darling, You have really nice, aphrodisiac breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in front line of him, up close of form.

"Sweetheart, I'm a physician, and as your family forcible, I can secure you, that for a young lady your age, your land 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 female child start breast development at different 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 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 long telephone line of Huggers !"Don't you guys leave, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to call for me to soccer drill in the morning."

Most of the lady friend I know go in their chamber and lock the room access when they masturbate. Don't have the stuporous estimation why that's essential ! At least you can pry pry that info out of fille, they admit it. At to the lowest degree most of us girls accommodate it, but just try and get a guy to admit he masturbates eight days a workweek, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a lamia or something. Like it's a deathly sin, or a felony for God's sake ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at schoolhouse if masturbation was a deathly sin, but the good nun just told me to see her after year ! No thank you, heard that lecture already.

I don't know, at our sign, yeah, we go into our sleeping room to fuck off, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to close 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 get laid, Twerp, been watching me ?"“ Now kiddies"Dad intones,"That's OK if it makes him felicitous, isn't it ?"“ Do it myself, once in a cracking while."Mom bursts out laughing.

When I first discovered sex, I think I was about seven geezerhood old, and seeing Dad with an hard-on sorting of scared the crap outa me, Anyway, I thought dad had some horrifying disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and Mommy and I played with his grueling phallus, to severalise the truth, I think I prefer his penis gruelling and stiff, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their bedroom early in the morning, movement I know Dad will be laying there sound asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a dainty member, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sort of curves up, like it's trying to point at his nose. It's huge, believe me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erecting scared my knocker, so they stopped growing ? About every morn, I stick my promontory in Sam's room, just to tally. 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 bladder, it presses on his prostate blah blah fustian. Personally I think he's having a really sexy ambition ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara Darling"Which is his front-runner expression. I'm really class of proud of When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doctor, I get so practically advice, like"Wash yourself in the shower bath, don't just stand there !, and"Don't talk with your mouth good Hon."You know, it's sort of a family trick, but to the highest degree lady friend my age have teat, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her breasts are still little strobilus, with weensy nipples, like a ten-year old !

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

I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, I think seeing Mom and pop naked a lot allows me to sorta be felicitous with myself -- my organic structure I mean. I see a lot defenseless hoi polloi at school, girls anyway, in the locker room or in the showers. Big boobs, diminutive boobs, but only one or two former young lady with intumescent pap ! I suppose my breast are fine just the way they are, maybe a little on the Christ Within weighting incline. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to wear a bra, except to school. When I was a newbie, Sister 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 sign 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 publicise ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to worry about tan, and in the eventide, it ‘ s super nice. Anyhow, I told Mom I wanted to utter to her about sex for a minute, you know, fucking. Mom asked me how I felt about it ? fountainhead Duh, Mom, it's on my idea sort of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair, the Thomas More you get the sexy your persuasion become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are ready to have intimate intercourse ?"I thought about it a minute, and told her"At school, Mom, I think a lot about coitus, and my thanks is usually wet step-in. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a in force thing then, that they make you article of clothing 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 wishing to go through 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 limited in mind Honey ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interest in you."“ No “, I replied,"Clive is a total tosser, he's only is occupy in me if I ‘ m bare ass naked !"“ That guy doesn't know if a young woman's vagina is in movement 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, someone experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one shot good deal, you know, and I would hate to consume it on some fool 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 have man, maybe like one who won a gold medallion in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"Honey your pop is already taken, Sorry !"

"dear, what in particular are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ fountainhead, I want a man, one who knows his way around a girl's torso, like how to give me one sexual climax after another, maybe ten times !"“ 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 pop out here to prevent 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 mind !"

Mom puts her hand on my arm, and tells me,"I think you're right, Kara, you are growing up, and those thing 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."“ Tell you what, dearest, 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 full point !"

The next morning time, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking stopping point night, and we both feel that maybe it time we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on birth ascendance 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 grave and it will scare the crap out of me !"“ Language, pop"I reminded him.

The next 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 small scared, to tell the trueness, I remember I had an exam when I was new, cause I had started my periods, but I was a young young woman then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's sorting different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my wavering, because he asks me,"smasher, 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 play Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- tough. It took us about a half minute to drive down to his spot. We walk over to GYN, and looking for an empty-bellied exam room. Dad asks Patty, one of the nurses,"skilful Morning Pat, my daughter here want to get a pelvic, could you aid ?"“ Of row Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to assist out, Kara, and even hold your hand if you want me to."I know Patty pretty well, she's a great daughter.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on birth control."“ Does that intend you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to contract that big jumping right into his bed ?"I shook my head word 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 pain in the neck,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a good gunpoint there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the gamey exam board. patty took my blood insistency, and stuff like that.

A few minute of arc later, Dad came in."Are you decorous ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me Daddy !"I answer. He puts one arm around my shoulder, and touching my white meat, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your regular tit exam, dear"?"No lumps or mad spots, no discharge from the nipple ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a overnice girl, Daddy."Patty giggles.

He feels both my breasts very carefully, including my nipple, proclaims,"No problems here !"“ Let's lay back, Honey"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my bay window, couple of lieu, and then listens to my heart. He always presses that stethoscope thingy on my peel 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 person typeface. 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 jest 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 in high spirits in the air, and across-the-board apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing association football,"I mumble. Daddy looks up from the chart."Just remember, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my piddling voice, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could have a form of young interne, 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 share ONE

Next, Kara gets a pragmatic education in gender .