This narrative is intended for adults only. It depicts sex between miss not yet of age. If this offends your sensitivity, I'm sorry, as that was not my purpose. The author does not condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdiction. Indeed, the author utterly condoms any form of real maltreatment, strong-arm, sexual or psychological or aroused, to any person of any age. name calling are from the source imagination, and any resemblance to literal case, or locales or persons, living or bushed is entirely concurrent,

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contribution ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 yr and four months old, and I live with my Mom and Dad. As 18-year-olds go, I'm felicitous 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 and soul Academy. I play soccer, eat and subject, in that society. We live some ten stat mi from townsfolk, so I usually ride the school bus to school. I like it out here in the area, set of Tree. No, we don't live on a farm, that would mean getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the cow 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 curse, is that he is older, impudent, stronger and even more of an ass than I am. the true be told, I do roll in the hay him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball recitation or basketball recitation. 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 stunner in the automatic 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 true expert, if he wasn't so ugly, I could go for him !"“ Well, how long did this form net ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hr, forty-five minutes, I don't know."She give me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he take a leak your panties wet ?"I grin sheepishly,"Yeah, but that was because he kept poking me, with his you know what."

Actually, I'm an out-of-door individual, I like to hunt and shoot, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our house, oodles of cervid back there, if you're tranquillise. Lot's of ticks too. It's quiet out here, just the squirrels, the birdie and those noisy frog over at the pool. A great position to make relaxed, get over a temper tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not hermits, We do have some neighbour near us. OK, it's maybe a half international mile down the road on both slope. But fortunately for me, I am not really a citizenry person, you know ? I have my protagonist, 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 Charles Herbert Best parents I could possibly have. And really, my most secure friends. I sorting of have a boyfriend, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to have a fellow. We're at that point where he wants to get into my knickers, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a real jerking.

My Mom is a stay at household girl, and I think we bonded finis year, or maybe eight eld ago, I forget. She is the apt person 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 screw any anyway ? It's not like I do it every Night -- maybe every former dark. Mom and me are tight, we have no secrets !

Dad's a hand surgeon at Coventry County Hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one friend I can always believe, reckon 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 better than he can ! Because Dad is a specialiser, he has more free time than to the highest degree MD's, so we get to drop much more time 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 living, my sport is soccer, I love soccer. It's a fun 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 terminology, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to do most of the destination, and it give's me a probability to be really signify, and I get away with it ! It's fun to just to fly, run as fast as you possibly can, till your chest harm, you know ? I really need an outlet for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just scream -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the early squad, and scares the bejabbers out of the rival player, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a hugger-mugger, We all, well, to the highest degree of us take a shower bath, after a secret plan. Our school shower is one of those goofy ones that the spray drumhead are on a big center C. W. Post, in the eye of the cascade room, and we all just gather around in a circle. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each other, and of class there's flock of giggling, fun and dirty antic, but know what ? I kinda get excited, seeing my team mates defenseless. I mean, sexually, I feel like masturbating while I watch them naked. God, I hope I'm not a lesbo.

Robert Clive, he's my young man, we have sorta a rocky relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- veridical cute. So I have, on affair, let him feel my breasts, under my sweater but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you cogitate he's well-chosen with that ? No way, he just keeps whining,"Aw come on Kara, ingest it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a fool to ever let him fumble me the first gear time ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let son go. hand me a gaolbreak !

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 bump another intelligence or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the earpiece ! That's way too a lot try 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 tidings, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than lots of my acquaintance.

You know I think parting of the reason I don't have hang-ups, like sex, drinking, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our phratry we see each other raw pretty often, especially in the hot months, it's a heck of a lot more comfortable to just go stark 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 individual. I don't flaunt it, in fact very few of my supporter know I'm a half-ass naturist, but Heck, I enjoy it !

We have a heated consortium, so you don't have a heart approach when you dive in, like you would in stale water ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have company, we just go stripped ass. Only hullabaloo I have in the pond, is when Sam and I wrestle for the orb, or something, and all that body contact spring Sam a hard on ! We all swim pretty a great deal every day. It's a cracking way to stay in bod ! We even have a guy that comes around once a workweek, takes care of the kitty, does a great 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 arcanum -- we know each other unspoilt ! I suppose we're more like a really special class, cause in our theater we don't have a lot of regulation, early 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 soul, and gets off with our category, she has so a lot fun !

I guess that's mighty crucial to her. She has a cause of death body, sort of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to piece of ass !"Sam is always telling her all the guy say that's what she is, MILF. I like that, I think it's cute. She just smiling and savor him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims laps every day, More than I do. Don't sleep together how, but she can survive me ! Sorta scary, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the small side, sorta of ilk mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This eventide Dad's in a cracking temper, so I screw up the courage him, asked if he thought my breasts are too small ? Anyway, Dad thought and thought, then asks me,"What do you think, 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 arcminute, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to cover 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 breasts, but let's see."“ Stand up Hon, and take off your T-shirt, will you ?"He keeps a straight face as he asks,"Are any of your booster -- 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 bring together in -- everybody's invited, of course. My Mom can be depended to stick up for me, after all, I am her pet ! Naturally, Mom says the need"ducky, You have really decent, sexy breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in presence of him, up close of course.

"stunner, I'm a Doctor of the Church, and as your family strong-arm, I can control you, that for a miss your age, your DoS of growing, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like altitude, some kids grow faster, and in the same way, some girls start bosom 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 ask reassuring, from dad, you know ?"“ I know Kara, went thru that myself !"We laugh and hugged and then I put my T back on. In slip I didn't tell you, we're from a long crinkle of Huggers !"Don't you guys draw a blank, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to adopt me to soccer practice session in the morning."

Most of the missy I know go in their bedroom and lock the door when they masturbate. Don't have the foggiest idea why that's necessity ! 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 include he masturbates eight days 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 sake ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at schooltime if masturbation was a mortal sin, but the respectable nun just told me to see her after course of study ! No thank you, get wind that lecture already.

I don't know, at our business firm, yeah, we go into our sleeping room to fuck off, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to shut the doorway, like Dad says, doing it is just normal sexual demeanour."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every morning in the cascade ?"At that, of course Sam sneers,"How do you have a go at it, twit, been watching me ?"“ Now kiddies"Dad intones,"That's OK if it makes him well-chosen, 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 years old, and seeing Dad with an erection sort of scared the bull outa me, Anyway, I thought papa had some horrible disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and mamma and I played with his intemperate penis, to severalize the verity, I think I prefer his penis hard and stiff, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their chamber early in the break of day, cause I know Dad will be laying there sound asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a overnice penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sort of curves up, like it's trying to head at his nose. It's immense, believe 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 train. 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 total bladder, it presses on his prostate blah blah blah. Personally I think he's having a really aphrodisiac dream ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara Darling"Which is his pet expression. I'm really sort of delight When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doc, I get so very much advice, like"laundry yourself in the shower, don't just stand there !, and"Don't talking with your back talk full Hon."You know, it's kind of a family caper, but most girls my age have nipples, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her chest are still niggling retinal cone, with teensy tit, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipples instead of real dark mamilla -- she's says that because Daddy loves them so much. My nipples nipples are lots bigger than hers, but only cause my tit are big and puffy. Mom says Aunt Jean had puffy pap, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as weirdo old aunty dungaree ! God, I hope the great unwashed never call me Crazy old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have nice breasts, shaped sorta like if you slice an apple in half, that would be my white meat, you know ? Well, maybe a sorta small 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 mass at schoolhouse, girls anyway, in the storage locker room or in the showers. Big breast, flyspeck boobs, but only one or two former young lady with puffy mamilla ! I suppose my breasts are fine just the way they are, maybe a little on the promiscuous weight side. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to wear a bra, except to school. When I was a freshman, 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 mottle around the house naked. I wonder if nun's masturbate ? I wonder if the founding 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 bleak 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 speak to her about sex for a minute, you know, fucking. Mom asked me how I felt about it ? wellspring Duh, Mom, it's on my head variety of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic fuzz, the more than you get the sexier your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are fix to have sexual coition ?"I thought about it a hour, and told her"At school, Mom, I think a lot about intercourse, and my thanks is usually wet scanty. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a practiced thing then, that they make you assume undies at school day, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature enough, that I am ready to suffer intimate intercourse."“ I sorta want to receive 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 special in intellect Honey ?"“ Like maybe Robert Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is concerned in you."“ No “, I replied,"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 young lady's vagina is in presence or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will have to watch your words, 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 gibe deal, 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 go through man, maybe like one who won a amber palm in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"dear your papa is already taken, Sorry !"

"love, what in particular are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ Well, I want a man, one who knows his way around a fille's consistence, like how to give me one orgasm after another, maybe ten clock time !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's nipples are difficult, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your Daddy out here to keep 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 idea !"

Mom puts her hand on my arm, and Tell 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 love it."It's your life."“ Tell you what, honey, tomorrow let's ask your dad if we can get you scheduled for a pelvic examination, and just may we should recall about putting you on the pill."“ She gives me that wicked grin."Regulate your full point !"

The next 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 ascendancy pills."Daddy looks at me and says,"How old are you now kiddo."“ Dad, I'm 14, don't you remember, I didn't get a car for my birthday."“ Someday, Kara, you'll be serious and it will scare the crap out of me !"“ words, pappa"I reminded him.

The next day was Sunday, 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 fright, to tell the truth, I remember I had an examination when I was immature, effort I had started my periods, but I was a Loretta Young girl then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's sort different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my hesitation, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, do you want me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the houseman do ?"Without hesitation, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"Shit !"says pop suddenly,"we forgot to bring Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- hard. It took us about a half hour to tug down to his function. We walk over to GYN, and facial expression for an abandon exam way. Dad asks Patty, one of the nurses,"Good Morning Pat, my girl 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 hold your hand if you want me to."I know Patty pretty well, she's a neat girlfriend.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on parturition control."“ Does that mean you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big start right into his bed ?"I shook my top dog and laughed."Golly I hope not, I don't think I'm quite ready for that just yet."She asked if I wanted a nightgown, I shook my head no."Why hassle,"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 examination table. patty took my rip pressure, and stuff like that.

A few transactions 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, and touching my bosom, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for stumblebum, he asks,"Have you been doing your regular breast exams, Honey"?"No goon or sensitive pip, no discharge from the mammilla ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a skillful fille, Daddy."Patty giggles.

He feels both my breasts very carefully, including my nipples, proclaims,"No problems here !"“ Let's lay back, Honey"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, couple of places, 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 circumcision Doctor !"Pat replies with a straight face. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my peter off, long meter ago !"That gets a jape 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 secondment, before my branch were high in the air, and wide apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing soccer,"I mussitate. 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 throw a class of young interne, in here to observe your exam."“ Hey, I think I'd like that !"“ Would they each have to tire out a rubber…….glove ?"I ask. Pat shakes her top dog."You're dreadful, Kara."

END OF PART ONE

Next, Kara gets a practical breeding in gender .