This story is intended for adults only. It depicts sex between girls not yet of age. If this offends your sensibilities, I'm sorry, as that was not my intention. The author does not excuse or endorse any of the activities detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdictions. Indeed, the writer utterly condoms any mannikin of existent misuse, physical, sexual or psychological or worked up, to any soul of any age. Names are from the authors imaginativeness, and any resemblance to literal events, or locales or soul, living or absolutely is entirely coincidental,

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PART ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 yr 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 pounds, and I'm a elder at Sacred center academy. 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 country, lots of trees. 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 stable -- Not for me Thank you.

We may as well get this over with now. I am unsaved ! Why ? Because I have a brother, Sam, and what makes it a oath, is that he is older, judicious, stronger and even to a greater extent of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do love him, particularly when he's at float 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 saucer in the washing machine"dawning Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that funny looking at, 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 class last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hour, xlv minutes, I don't know."She break me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he wee 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 somebody, I like to track down and shoot, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our house, lots of deer back there, if you're unruffled. Lot's of check too. It's tranquillise out here, just the squirrels, the shuttlecock and those noisy batrachian over at the pond. A keen office to decompress, get over a humor scene or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not anchorite, We do have some neighbour near us. OK, it's maybe a half mile down the route on both sides. But fortunately for me, I am not really a masses person, you know ? I have my Quaker, 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 full parents I could possibly have. And really, my most dependable booster. I form of have a young man, but it not very dangerous, I'm sorta not allowed to have a boyfriend. We're at that stage where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a material jolt.

My Mom is a stay at home girl, and I think we bonded last class, or maybe eight days ago, I forget. She is the cleverest someone I know. She has this wicked smile, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all tyke do that ? And how does she have sex 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 hand surgeon at Coventry County hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one friend I can always rely, depend on, you know what I mean ? Daddy is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my backrest. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 years old, like an adult. Although He won't let me stimulate a car of my own, even though I can probably aim and parallel park better than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has more free sentence than most MD's, so we get to spend much more than time together. Dad has a medical agency here at our house, but I think now that's just for hand brake, more that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My lifespan, my sport is soccer, 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 kvetch that ball 60 fucking one thousand ! Excuse my terminology, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to work about of the end, and it give's me a chance to be really stand for, and I get away with it ! It's fun to just to fly, run as fast as you possibly can, till your breast injury, you know ? I really need an outlet for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just belly laugh -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other squad, 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 film a rain shower, after a game. Our school shower is one of those goofy ones that the sprayer oral sex are on a big centerfield Charles William Post, in the center of the shower elbow room, and we all just gather around in a circle. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each other, and of line there's lots 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.

Baron 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 occasions, let him palpate my knocker, under my sweater but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you imagine he's happy with that ? No way, he just keeps whining,"Aw come on Kara, strike it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a muggins to ever let him grope me the first time ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let boys 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 Scripture, tells me to see another countersign or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the headphone ! That's way too often campaign for the F word, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the telephone ! God, it's, it's just a word, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than wads of my friends.

You know I think component of the grounds I don't have rub, like sex, drinking, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our fellowship we see each former naked pretty often, especially in the hot months, it's a heck of a lot more prosperous 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 somebody. 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 warmness attack when you dive in, like you would in cold body of water ! Since we're in sorta a secluded emplacement, 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 organic structure contact sacrifice Sam a heavy on ! We all swim pretty much every day. It's a great way to quell in shape ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes care of the pool, does a great job. He does it in the sunup, while I'm snoozing in my well-to-do 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 early better ! I suppose we're more like a really limited family, cause in our business firm we don't have a lot of rules, 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 well-chosen someone, and gets off with our family, she has so a lot fun !

I guess that's mighty significant to her. She has a killer consistency, form of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to piece of ass !"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 I do. Don't know how, but she can outlast me ! Sorta scary, isn ‘ t it ? Her knocker are on the small slope, sorta of care mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This evening Dad's in a enceinte mode, so I screw up the courage him, asked if he thought my knocker 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 Tell me,"I recommend you let me massage your white meat for about 20 or 30 proceedings, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to blot out that laughing sound coming from her focal point. I only ask personal interrogation like that when Sam's not here, otherwise he gets all excited.

"OK, looker"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age chest, but let's see."“ standpoint up Hon, and direct off your tee shirt, will you ?"He keeps a straight face as he asks,"Are any of your admirer -- boys complaining ?"“ Any daughter 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 row. My Mom can be depended to stick up for me, after all, I am her favourite ! Naturally, Mom says the required"dearie, You have really nice, aphrodisiacal breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in front end of him, up close of trend.

"looker, I'm a doctor, and as your kinsfolk physical, I can assure you, that for a girl your age, your province of development, 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 dissimilar eld, but that is all normal, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for sermon, but I think my boob sorta started developing, then sorta ran out of gas !"“ Maybe I just involve 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 causa I didn't Tell you, we're from a prospicient line of Huggers !"Don't you guys forget, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to require me to soccer practice in the morning."

Most of the girls I know go in their bedroom and lock the door when they masturbate. Don't have the hazy idea why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that information out of little girl, 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 lamia or something. Like it's a somebody sin, or a felony for God's sake ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school if masturbation was a someone sin, but the thoroughly nun just told me to see her after stratum ! No thank you, heard that lecture already.

I don't know, at our house, yeah, we go into our bedroom to masturbate, 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 course Sam sneers,"How do you live, 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 years old, and seeing Dad with an hard-on sort of scared the crap outa me, Anyway, I thought daddy had some horrifying disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and Mommy and I played with his hard penis, to state the accuracy, I think I prefer his penis hard and stiff, instead of sonant and floppy. I sometimes go in their bedroom early in the aurora, cause I know Dad will be laying there wakeless asleep, with a beautiful erecting. Dad has a nice penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it variety of curvature up, like it's trying to manoeuver at his nose. It's huge, trust me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erection scared my breasts, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my forefront 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-of-the-moon vesica, it presses on his prostate bombast blah rant. Personally I think he's having a really sexy dream ! But he denies that."It's just rule, Kara deary"Which is his favored saying. I'm really class of proud of When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doctor, I get so often advice, like"Wash yourself in the shower, don't just stomach there !, and"Don't talk with your rima oris broad Hon."You know, it's sort of a family joke, but most miss my age have teat, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her tit are still piffling cones, with bitty mamilla, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipple instead of real number drear nipples -- she's says that because daddy loves them so much. My nipple nipples are Lot bigger than hers, but only cause my nipples are big and puffy. Mom says aunty jean had puffy teat, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as loony old Aunt denim ! God, I hope people never call me weirdo old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have prissy breast, shaped sorta like if you slice an Malus pumila in one-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 happy with myself -- my body I mean. I see a lot defenseless masses at school, girls anyway, in the locker elbow room or in the showers. Big boobs, bantam dummy, but only one or two other fille with tumescent nipples ! I suppose my breast are fine just the way they are, maybe a little on the light weight side. But for one affair, I hardly ever have to tire out a bra, except to school day. When I was a neophyte, babe Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear bras'at Sacred Heart."wellspring that's ok, I think, as she drones on and on, as long as I can mottle around the family 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 usual, we were bare ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to care about sunburn, and in the evening, 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 creative thinker sort of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair, the more than you get the aphrodisiacal your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are ready to cause sexual intercourse ?"I thought about it a minute, and told her"At school, Mom, I think a lot about intercourse, and my thanks is usually wet panties. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a good matter then, that they make you weary undies at school, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature enough, that I am quick to receive sexual intercourse."“ I sorta want to see 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 mind Honey ?"“ Like maybe Robert Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested in you."“ No “, I replied,"Baron Clive is a sum wanker, he's only is interested in me if I ‘ m bare ass naked !"“ That guy doesn't know if a lady friend's vagina is in presence or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will have to watch your linguistic process, 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 guesswork plenty, you know, and I would hate to pine away it on some motley 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 experience man, maybe like one who won a gold medal in fucking, at the Olympic Games !"Mom laughs,"honey your Daddy is already taken, Sorry !"

"Honey, what in particular are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ well, I want a man, one who knows his way around a missy's consistence, like how to give me one coming after another, maybe ten clip !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's nipple are surd, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your Daddy out here to observe this conversation nice and unobjectionable !"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 field, Kara, you are growing up, and those things will only become a lot more of import to you, and that's the way it's supposed to be, so just bask it."It's your life."“ Tell you what, Honey, tomorrow let's ask your Daddy if we can get you scheduled for a pelvic exam, and just may we should conceive about putting you on the pill."“ She gives me that wicked smiling."Regulate your periods !"

The next break of the 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 nascence ascendance pills."papa 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 unplayful and it will scare off the crap out of me !"“ Language, dada"I reminded him.

The following 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 scared, to tell the truth, I remember I had an test when I was younger, cause I had started my menstruum, but I was a Loretta Young lady friend then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's sort different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my waver, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, do you need me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the interne do ?"Without waver, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"Shit !"says Daddy suddenly,"we forgot to bring Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- hard. It took us about a half 60 minutes to beat back down to his part. We walk over to GYN, and feeling for an hollow examination room. Dad asks patty, one of the nursemaid,"Good Morning Pat, my daughter here want to get a pelvic, could you serve ?"“ Of path Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to help out, Kara, and even hold your manus if you want me to."I know patty pretty well, she's a smashing daughter.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on birth control."“ Does that imply you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big jump right field 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 dear point there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the eminent exam table. cake took my blood pressure, and clobber like that.

A few minutes later, Dad came in."Are you the right way ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me Daddy !"I answer. He puts one arm around my shoulder, and touching my tit, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your even breast exams, Honey"?"No clod or raw spots, no discharge from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a courteous girl, Daddy."cake 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 straightaway face. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my dick off, retentive clip ago !"That gets a laughter 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 high in the air, and wide apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing soccer,"I mumble. dad looks up from the chart."Just remember, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my fiddling voice, sorta afraid of a surprisal."Well, we could have a year of offspring interns, 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 caput."You're terrible, Kara."

END OF PART ONE

Next, Kara gets a practical education in sexuality .