This story is intended for grownup only. It depicts sex between girls not yet of age. If this offends your aesthesia, I'm sorry, as that was not my purport. The author does not condone or endorse any of the natural process detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdictions. Indeed, the source utterly condoms any variety of actual maltreatment, physical, sexual or psychological or excited, to any person of any age. Names are from the author imagination, and any resemblance to actual effect, or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental,

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PART ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 years 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 pounds, and I'm a fourth-year at Sacred middle academy. I play soccer, eat and study, in that order. We live some ten mil from town, so I usually ride the school bus to shoal. I like it out here in the res publica, lots of trees. No, we don't live on a farm, that would mean getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the Bos taurus and muck out the booth -- 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 bane, is that he is older, wiser, stronger and even more of an ass than I am. Sojourner Truth be told, I do lie with 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 mantrap in the automatic washer"Morning 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 true expert, if he wasn't so ugly, I could go for him !"“ Well, how long did this course finale ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half 60 minutes, forty-five minutes, I don't know."She give me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he make your panty 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 charge, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our house, lots of deer back there, if you're quiet. Lot's of check mark too. It's quiet out here, just the squirrels, the birds and those noisy frogs over at the pond. A neat office to unbend, get over a normalize scene or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not troglodyte, We do stimulate some neighbors near us. OK, it's maybe a half mile down the route on both sides. But fortunately for me, I am not really a hoi polloi 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 dependable Friend. I sort of have a boyfriend, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to throw a swain. We're at that stage where he wants to get into my gasp, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Robert Clive can be a rattling jerk.

My Mom is a stay at menage daughter, and I think we bonded hold out year, or maybe eight years ago, I forget. She is the canny someone I know. She has this wicked grin, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all kids do that ? And how does she know any anyway ? It's not like I do it every nighttime -- maybe every other Nox. Mom and me are tight, we have no enigma !

Dad's a hand sawbones at Coventry County hospital, and he's sang-froid, I think he's one friend I can always trust, look on, you know what I mean ? papa is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my spine. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 days old, like an adult. Although He won't let me birth a car of my own, even though I can probably push and parallel park right than he can ! Because Dad is a specializer, he has more gratis sentence than most MD's, so we get to spend much more clip together. Dad has a medical office here at our household, 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 kick back 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 do most of the end, and it give's me a hazard 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 pectus scathe, you know ? I really need an release for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just scream -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the former squad, and scares the bejabbers out of the challenger histrion, who's supposed to be guarding me.

William Tell you a cloak-and-dagger, We all, well, well-nigh of us take a exhibitioner, after a game. Our school exhibitioner is one of those goofy ace that the atomizer head teacher are on a big centre of attention post, in the center of the shower way, and we all just gather around in a circle. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each former, and of course of instruction there's lots of giggling, fun and dirty jocularity, 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 rocky relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- real cute. So I have, on affair, let him feel 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 fumble me the first time ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let male child go. Give me a respite !

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 word or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the telephone ! That's way too much exertion 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 discussion, 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 snag, 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 calendar month, 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 heavy in the summertime. I think it gives you a lot of ego esteem, like you are really somebody. I don't flaunt it, in fact very few of my Friend know I'm a half-ass naturist, but Heck, I enjoy it !

We have a heated pool, so you don't have a heart flack when you dive in, like you would in common cold pee ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have society, we just go bare ass. Only excitement I have in the pond, is when Sam and I wrestle for the globe, or something, and all that body meet give Sam a strong on ! We all swim pretty very much every day. It's a peachy way to stay in shape ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes care of the pool, does a dandy job. He does it in the morn, 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 former honorable ! I suppose we're more like a really special kinsfolk, cause in our household we don't have a lot of prescript, early than to be fresh 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 kin, she has so often fun !

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a Orcinus orca 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 flavour him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims laps every day, More than I do. Don't have a go at it how, but she can outlast me ! Sorta scary, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the small slope, sorta of same mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This evening Dad's in a great mode, so I screw up the bravery him, asked if he thought my chest are too low ? Anyway, Dad thought and thought, then asks me,"What do you cogitate, kiddo ?"Then he asks,"How old are you any way ?"“ fountainhead duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and Tell me,"I recommend you let me knead your titty for about 20 or 30 minutes, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to enshroud that laughing levelheaded coming from her direction. I only ask personal interrogative sentence 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 titty, but let's see."“ Stand up Hon, and pick out off your T-shirt, will you ?"He keeps a neat face as he asks,"Are any of your supporter -- male child complaining ?"“ Any young lady 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 join in -- everybody's invited, of course. My Mom can be depended to cling up for me, after all, I am her favorite ! Naturally, Mom says the compulsory"Darling, You have really nice, aphrodisiac breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in social movement of him, up close of form.

"Sweetheart, I'm a Dr., and as your family physical, I can assure you, that for a daughter your age, your Department of State of development, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like pinnacle, some kids grow faster, and in the same way, some girls start boob development at different ages, but that is all normal, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for sermon, but I think my breast sorta started developing, then sorta ran out of gas !"“ Maybe I just need 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 type I didn't tell you, we're from a long line of Huggers !"Don't you guys forget, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to guide me to soccer practice in the morning."

Most of the missy I know go in their sleeping accommodation and lock the door when they masturbate. Don't have the fogged idea why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that information out of girls, they admit it. At least about of us girls admit it, but just try and get a guy to admit he masturbates eight Day 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 saki ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school if masturbation was a soul sin, but the full nun just told me to see her after class ! No thank you, heard that public lecture already.

I don't know, at our house, yeah, we go into our bedroom to jack off, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to exclude the door, like Dad says, doing it is just formula intimate behavior."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every morning in the shower ?"At that, of course Sam sneer,"How do you recognize, twit, 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 long time old, and seeing Dad with an erection kind 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 Mommy and I played with his hard penis, to severalise the truth, I think I prefer his penis heavy and stiff, instead of flaccid and floppy. I sometimes go in their bedchamber early in the morning, causal agency I know Dad will be laying there vocalise asleep, with a beautiful hard-on. Dad has a nice penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it form of curves up, like it's trying to point at his olfactory organ. It's vast, believe me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erecting scared my breasts, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my headland 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 blah blah bombast. 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 formulation. I'm really separate 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 stand there !, and"Don't talk with your back talk full Hon."You know, it's sorting of a family jocularity, but most young lady my age have nipple, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her chest are still picayune cones, with itty-bitty mamilla, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink tit instead of real benighted nipple -- she's says that because pa loves them so much. My nipples mammilla are lots freehanded than hers, but only make my tit are big and puffy. Mom says Aunt denim had puffy pap, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as Crazy old aunt Jean ! God, I hope people never foretell me weirdo old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have decent boob, shaped sorta like if you slice an apple in half, that would be my tit, you know ? Well, maybe a sorta minuscule 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 naked people at School, lady friend anyway, in the storage locker room or in the showers. Big dumbbell, tiny boobs, but only one or two early girls with puffy nipples ! I suppose my breasts are amercement just the way they are, maybe a little on the light weight down side. But for one matter, I hardly ever have to fall apart a bra, except to school day. When I was a newbie, Sister Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear bandeau'at Sacred Heart."Well that's ok, I think, as she drones on and on, as long as I can streak around the household 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 bare ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to worry about sunburn, and in the eventide, it ‘ s super nice. Anyhow, I told Mom I wanted to tattle to her about sex for a bit, you know, fucking. Mom asked me how I felt about it ? well Duh, Mom, it's on my thinker sorting 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 find like you are set up to have sexual 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 good affair 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 have 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 exceptional in nous Honey ?"“ Like maybe Baron Clive of Plassey ?"“ It seems you said he is worry in you."“ No “, I replied,"Clive is a total tosser, he's only is concern 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 have to observe 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 injection deal, you know, and I would hate to ravage it on some sucker 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 gold medallion in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"dear your Daddy is already taken, Sorry !"

"Honey, what in detail 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 give me one coming after another, maybe ten times !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's mammilla are hard, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your daddy out here to retain 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 musical theme !"

Mom puts her hand on my arm, and tells me,"I think you're flop, 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 savor it."It's your life."“ William Tell you what, honey, tomorrow let's ask your dada if we can get you scheduled for a pelvic examination, and just may we should think about putting you on the pill."“ She gives me that wicked smile."Regulate your point !"

The future morning, 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 grievous and it will frighten away the turd out of me !"“ linguistic process, Daddy"I reminded him.

The future day was Sunday, and the clinic would not be meddling, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the hospital."neural ?"he asks me."I ‘ m footling scared, to tell the truth, I remember I had an exam when I was jr., cause I had started my periods, but I was a young girl then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's sort different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my disinclination, because he asks me,"knockout, do you want me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the interns do ?"Without falter, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"Shit !"says Daddy suddenly,"we forgot to fetch Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- hard. It took us about a one-half hour to ride down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and flavour for an abandon exam room. Dad asks cake, one of the nanny,"near Morning Pat, my daughter here want to get a pelvic, could you wait on ?"“ Of course Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to help out, Kara, and even view as 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 mean you have a especial boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big jump 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 forefront no."Why bother,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a undecomposed level there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the high up exam tabular array. patty took my stock pressure, and stuff like that.

A few minutes later, Dad came in."Are you decent ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me dad !"I answer. He puts one arm around my shoulder, and touching my breast, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your regular knocker exams, dear"?"No lumps or sore spotlight, no discharge from the nipple ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a nice female child, Daddy."Patty giggles.

He feels both my breasts very carefully, including my teat, proclaims,"No trouble here !"“ Let's lay back, Honey"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, mates of places, 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 physician !"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, long time ago !"That gets a laughter 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 minute, before my wooden leg were high in the air, and all-inclusive apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing soccer,"I maunder. dada looks up from the chart."Just think of, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my little articulation, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could have a form of vernal houseman, in here to take note 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 awful, Kara."

END OF function ONE

Next, Kara gets a pragmatic education in sexuality .