This news report is intended for grownup only. It depicts sex between girls not yet of age. If this offends your sensibility, I'm sorry, as that was not my intent. The author does not excuse or back any of the activeness detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdictions. Indeed, the source utterly condoms any form of real abuse, physical, sexual or psychological or excited, to any person of any age. Names are from the source imagination, and any resemblance to real consequence, or locales or persons, living or numb is entirely coincidental,

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PART ONE
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 glad 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 sum honorary society. I play soccer, eat and study, in that order. We live some ten miles from town, so I usually ride the schooltime bus to school. I like it out here in the country, quite a little of trees. No, we don't live on a farm, that would stand for getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the Bos taurus and muck out the stalls -- Not for me Thank you.

We may as well get this over with now. I am anathemize ! Why ? Because I have a brother, Sam, and what makes it a curse, is that he is Old, wiser, unassailable and even Sir Thomas More of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do love him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball practice or basketball 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"daybreak 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 confessedly expert, if he wasn't so ugly, I could go for him !"“ Well, how long did this course net ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half time of day, forty-five minutes, I don't know."She collapse me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he make water 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 person, I like to hunt and shoot, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our sign, lots of deer back there, if you're subdued. Lot's of check too. It's quiet out here, just the squirrels, the boo and those noisy frogs over at the pool. A nifty piazza to unwind, get over a temper conniption or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not hermits, We do have some neighbor near us. OK, it's maybe a half mile down the road on both position. But fortunately for me, I am not really a the great unwashed 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 substantially parents I could possibly have. And really, my most dependable friends. I sort of have a swain, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to feature a boyfriend. We're at that stage where he wants to get into my bloomers, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a existent tug.

My Mom is a stoppage at domicile girl, and I think we bonded last year, or maybe eight years ago, I forget. She is the canny soul I know. She has this wicked smile, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all Kid do that ? And how does she know any anyway ? It's not like I do it every night -- maybe every other night. Mom and me are tight, we have no secrets !

Dad's a mitt sawbones at Coventry County Hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one friend I can always commit, calculate 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 long time old, like an adult. Although He won't let me birth a car of my own, even though I can probably drive and collimate park better than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has More relinquish sentence than most MD's, so we get to spend much Thomas More clip together. Dad has a medical office here at our house, but I think now that's just for emergencies, 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 popular ! We even have a heavy-set girl, Janet, who can sound off that ball 60 fucking 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 nigh of the goals, and it give's me a hazard to be really beggarly, and I get away with it ! It's fun to just to fly, run as fast as you possibly can, till your dresser hurts, you know ? I really need an mercantile establishment for all that Department of Energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just screeching -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other team, and scares the bejabbers out of the equal instrumentalist, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a hidden, We all, well, most of us take a exhibitor, after a game. Our school shower is one of those goofy unity that the nebuliser heads are on a big center mail service, in the center of the shower room, and we all just gather around in a roach. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each early, and of course there's lots of giggling, fun and dirty caper, 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, he's my boyfriend, we have sorta a jolting kinship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- real cute. So I have, on occasions, let him experience my titty, 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, take it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a fool to ever let him fumble me the initiative clip ! And now about everyone at schoolhouse knows how far I let boys go. fall in me a break !

Now I know you're wondering, No, I've never been fucked ! Gee, I'm only eight teenager, for god's sake ! Dad hates it when I use the F word, tells me to find another Holy Scripture or just mime, but you can't mime on the phone ! That's way too much campaign for the F word, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the speech sound ! God, it's, it's just a discussion, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than lots of my friends.

You know I think office of the reasonableness I don't have hang-up, like sex, imbibition, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our family we see each other defenseless 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 soul. I don't flaunt it, in fact very few of my booster know I'm a half-ass nudist, but Heck, I enjoy it !

We have a het puddle, so you don't have a spunk approach when you dive in, like you would in stale water ! Since we're in sorta a privy location, as long as we don't have company, 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 meet give Sam a hard on ! We all swim pretty lots every day. It's a nifty way to stay in pattern ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes concern of the pond, does a large job. He does it in the daybreak, 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 enigma -- we know each other bettor ! I suppose we're more like a really special family, cause in our theater we don't have a lot of regulation, other than to be uninfected 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 slayer physical structure, sort of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to Fuck !"Sam is always telling her all the guy rope say that's what she is, MILF. I like that, I think it's cute. She just grins and thunder him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims laps every day, to a greater extent than I do. Don't have intercourse how, but she can outlast me ! Sorta shuddery, isn ‘ t it ? Her bosom are on the small side, sorta of same mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

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

"OK, stunner"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age titty, but let's see."“ Stand up Hon, and take off your T-shirt, will you ?"He keeps a heterosexual person face as he asks,"Are any of your friends -- boy 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 breasts. Naturally Mom comes over to fall in in -- everybody's invited, of class. My Mom can be depended to stick up for me, after all, I am her favorite ! Naturally, Mom says the required"darling, You have really nice, aphrodisiacal breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in front of him, up close of course.

"sweetheart, I'm a MD, and as your folk physical, I can assure you, that for a young woman your age, your state of growing, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like height, some kids grow faster, and in the same way, some girls start breast development at different long time, but that is all normal, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for preaching, but I think my bosom sorta started developing, then sorta ran out of gas !"“ Maybe I just postulate 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 casing I didn't William Tell you, we're from a long line of Huggers !"Don't you guys forget, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to remove me to soccer drill in the morning."

Most of the girls I know go in their chamber and lock the room access when they masturbate. Don't have the foggy idea why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that information 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 solar day 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 saki ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school if onanism was a individual sin, but the good nun just told me to see her after form ! No thank you, hear that speech already.

I don't know, at our home, yeah, we go into our bedroom to jack off, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to shut the threshold, like Dad says, doing it is just rule sexual behavior."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every morning in the cascade ?"At that, of course Sam sneers,"How do you make out, 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 corking 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 sort of scared the crap outa me, Anyway, I thought Daddy had some horrible disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and mamma and I played with his hard phallus, to enjoin the truth, I think I prefer his member hard and wet, instead of soft and diskette. I sometimes go in their bedroom early in the morning, cause I know Dad will be laying there speech sound asleep, with a beautiful hard-on. Dad has a nice penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sort of curves up, like it's trying to point at his nose. It's vast, think me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erection scared my breasts, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my head in Sam's way, 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 bladder, it presses on his prostate blah blah rant. Personally I think he's having a really sexy dreaming ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara Darling"Which is his deary manifestation. I'm really classify of please When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doctor, I get so much advice, like"washout yourself in the exhibitor, don't just digest there !, and"Don't talk with your mouth full Hon."You know, it's sort of a family put-on, but virtually girls my age have nipples, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her chest are still little cones, with weensy nipples, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipple instead of existent sinister nipples -- she's says that because pappa loves them so much. My nipples nipples are lots vainglorious than hers, but only cause my mamilla are big and puffy. Mom says Aunt jean had puffy mamilla, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as Crazy old Aunt Jean ! God, I hope multitude never call me Crazy old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have dainty titty, 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 Daddy naked a lot allows me to sorta be happy with myself -- my body I mean. I see a lot defenseless masses at School, lady friend anyway, in the locker way or in the showers. Big boobs, petite knocker, but only one or two other girls with bouffant nipple ! I suppose my breasts are fine just the way they are, maybe a minuscule on the tripping weight side. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to wear a bra, except to schoolhouse. When I was a newbie, sister Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear bandeau'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 Church 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 usual, we were bare ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to worry about sunburn, and in the evening, it ‘ s super nice. Anyhow, I told Mom I wanted to babble to her about sex for a second, you know, fucking. Mom asked me how I felt about it ? Well Duh, Mom, it's on my intellect sort of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic haircloth, the to a greater extent you get the sexier your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are ready to suffer sexual congress ?"I thought about it a bit, and told her"At school, Mom, I think a lot about intercourse, and my thanks is usually wet panty. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a sound 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 ready to receive sexual intercourse."“ I sorta want to experience 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 particular in mind beloved ?"“ Like maybe Robert Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is worry in you."“ No “, I replied,"Clive is a sum up jerk-off, he's only is interested in me if I ‘ m bare ass naked !"“ That guy doesn't know if a daughter's vagina is in movement or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will have to watch your linguistic communication, 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 deal, you know, and I would hate to lay waste to 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 experienced man, maybe like one who won a gold ribbon in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"dearest your Daddy is already taken, Sorry !"

"Honey, what in specific are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ fountainhead, I want a man, one who knows his way around a miss's torso, like how to give me one orgasm after another, maybe ten times !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's nipples are strong, 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 make 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 bridge player on my arm, and tells me,"I think you're rightfulness, Kara, you are growing up, and those matter will only become a lot more crucial to you, and that's the way it's supposed to be, so just enjoy it."It's your life."“ Tell you what, Honey, tomorrow let's ask your papa if we can get you scheduled for a pelvic exam, and just may we should remember about putting you on the pill."“ She gives me that wicked smile."Regulate your periods !"

The next break of day, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking last 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 fourteen, don't you remember, I didn't get a car for my birthday."“ Someday, Kara, you'll be serious and it will frighten away the crap out of me !"“ voice communication, Daddy"I reminded him.

The next day was Lord's Day, and the clinic would not be interfering, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the hospital."Nervous ?"he asks me."I ‘ m niggling scared, to tell the truth, I remember I had an test when I was younger, causa I had started my period, but I was a unseasoned 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 want me to do the examination, 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 lend Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- hard. It took us about a one-half hour to labour down to his billet. We walk over to GYN, and look for an empty exam room. Dad asks cake, one of the nanny,"safe daybreak Pat, my daughter here want to get a pelvic, could you assist ?"“ Of course Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to help out, Kara, and even give your bridge player 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 mean you have a peculiar boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big saltation right field 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 scrubs, I shook my pass no."Why infliction,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a well power point there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the richly exam table. cake took my blood pressing, and poppycock like that.

A few minutes 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 articulatio humeri, and touching my boob, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your veritable boob test, Honey"?"No lumps or sore spots, no discharge from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a nice girl, Daddy."cake giggles.

He feels both my tit very carefully, including my nipples, proclaims,"No problems here !"“ Let's lay back, dearest"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, couple of plaza, 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 medico !"Pat replies with a straight face. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my dick off, foresighted metre ago !"That gets a gag 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 second gear, before my legs were senior high in the air, and wide apart."I'd circle rather be out there playing soccer,"I mumble. Daddy looks up from the chart."Just commemorate, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my piddling spokesperson, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could have a socio-economic class of unseasoned intern, in here to honor your exam."“ Hey, I think I'd like that !"“ Would they each have to wear a rubber…….glove ?"I ask. Pat shakes her headway."You're fearful, Kara."

END OF office ONE

Next, Kara gets a practical educational activity in sexuality .