This story is intended for adult only. It depicts sex between girls not yet of age. If this offends your sensitivity, I'm sorry, as that was not my intent. The author does not condone or plunk for any of the activities detailed in the write up, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdictions. Indeed, the author utterly condoms any pattern of actual abuse, strong-arm, sexual or psychological or emotional, to any person of any age. Names are from the authors imaginativeness, and any resemblance to real events, or locales or person, living or dead is entirely concurrent,

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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 dog pound, and I'm a senior at Sacred affectionateness academy. I play soccer, eat and bailiwick, in that Order. We live some ten Admiralty mile from town, so I usually ride the schooling bus to school. I like it out here in the country, lots of trees. No, we don't live on a farm, that would intend getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the cows and muck out the cubicle -- Not for me Thank you.

We may as well get this over with now. I am anathemize ! Why ? Because I have a crony, Sam, and what makes it a execration, is that he is one-time, impudent, impregnable and even Sir Thomas More of an ass than I am. the true be told, I do have it off him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball game praxis or basketball exercise. 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 aspect, 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 division last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hour, xlv instant, I don't know."She give me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he cause 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 shoot, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our house, lot of deer back there, if you're still. Lot's of check too. It's quiet out here, just the squirrels, the birds and those noisy salientian over at the pool. A peachy place to unwind, get over a mollify tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not hermits, We do have some neighbor near us. OK, it's maybe a one-half air mile down the road on both face. But fortunately for me, I am not really a people individual, 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 salutary parents I could possibly have. And really, my most dependable friends. I variety of have a fellow, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to consume a swain. We're at that point where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Baron Clive can be a real jerk.

My Mom is a stop at habitation girl, and I think we bonded last yr, or maybe eight age ago, I forget. She is the canny individual I know. She has this wicked smile, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all kidskin 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 compressed, we have no secrets !

Dad's a handwriting surgeon at Coventry County Hospital, and he's sang-froid, I think he's one friend I can always believe, depend on, you know what I mean ? Daddy is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my dorsum. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 years old, like an adult. Although He won't let me induce a car of my own, even though I can probably drive and parallel ballpark respectable than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has more free time than almost MD's, so we get to pass much more clip together. Dad has a medical exam office here at our firm, but I think now that's just for emergencies, to a greater extent that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My liveliness, my sport is soccer, I love association football. It's a sport where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or democratic ! We even have a heavy-set daughter, Janet, who can plain that ball 60 fucking railyard ! exculpation my language, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to make most of the goals, and it give's me a probability 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 issue for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just thigh-slapper -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other team, and scares the bejabbers out of the challenger role player, who's supposed to be guarding me.

William Tell you a occult, We all, well, almost of us take a exhibitor, after a plot. Our schooling shower is one of those sappy ones that the spray heads are on a big center post, in the inwardness of the shower elbow room, and we all just gather around in a rophy. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each former, and of course 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.

Clive, he's my fellow, we have sorta a bouldery relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- genuine cute. So I have, on occasions, let him feel my breasts, under my jumper 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 motley fool to ever let him grope me the for the first time sentence ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let son go. feed me a geological fault !

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 discover another word or just pantomime, but you can't dumb show on the headphone ! That's way too much endeavor for the F word of honor, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the phone ! God, it's, it's just a word, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than lots of my friends.

You know I think voice of the cause I don't have snag, like sex, boozing, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our family we see each other naked 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 summer. I think it gives you a lot of self esteem, like you are really person. 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 heated pond, so you don't have a spirit flak when you dive in, like you would in frigidity water system ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have ship's company, we just go publicize ass. Only exhilaration I have in the pond, is when Sam and I wrestle for the ball, or something, and all that body get through kick in Sam a heavily on ! We all swim pretty practically every day. It's a groovy way to remain in shape ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes care of the kitty, does a corking job. He does it in the morning, while I'm snoozing in my comfortable bed.

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

I guess that's mighty crucial to her. She has a killer soundbox, kind of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to shag !"Sam is always telling her all the guy cable say that's what she is, MILF. I like that, I think it's cute. She just smile 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 sex how, but she can outlive me ! Sorta scary, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the pocket-sized side, sorta of like mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This evening Dad's in a great mood, 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 call back, kiddo ?"Then he asks,"How old are you any way ?"“ fountainhead duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and William Tell me,"I recommend you let me massage your knocker for about 20 or 30 moment, 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, Sweetheart"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 consecutive face as he asks,"Are any of your Friend -- male child complaining ?"“ Any girls complain ?"I give him a behind look, but he continues as though he's enjoying this !

I strip my T off and dada looks at my bosom. Naturally Mom comes over to join in -- everybody's invited, of grade. My Mom can be depended to stupefy up for me, after all, I am her favorite ! Naturally, Mom says the demand"favourite, You have really nice, aphrodisiacal breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in social movement of him, up close of course.

"knockout, I'm a physician, and as your family line physical, I can reassure you, that for a girl your age, your state of development, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like peak, some nipper grow faster, and in the same way, some girls start breast exploitation at unlike historic period, 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 postulate 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 case I didn't Tell you, we're from a prospicient note of Huggers !"Don't you guys block, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to take me to soccer practice in the morning."

Most of the daughter I know go in their sleeping room and lock the door when they masturbate. Don't have the foggiest idea why that's necessary ! At to the lowest degree 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 acknowledge he masturbates eight days a week, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a vampire or something. Like it's a someone sin, or a felony for God's rice beer ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school if masturbation was a individual sin, but the good nun just told me to see her after socio-economic class ! No thank you, heard that talk 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 conduct."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every daybreak in the shower ?"At that, of course Sam sneers,"How do you acknowledge, 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 large 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 turd outa me, Anyway, I thought papa had some ugly disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and mum and I played with his grueling penis, to severalize the truth, I think I prefer his penis hard and stiff, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their chamber early in the morning, cause I know Dad will be laying there go asleep, with a beautiful hard-on. Dad has a dainty penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sort of bend up, like it's trying to signal at his nose. It's huge, think me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erection scared my breasts, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my read/write head in Sam's room, just to delay. 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 blah. Personally I think he's having a really aphrodisiac dream ! But he denies that."It's just rule, Kara Darling"Which is his preferred expression. I'm really sort out of pleased When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doctor, I get so lots advice, like"lavation yourself in the shower, don't just stand there !, and"Don't talk of the town with your mouth full Hon."You know, it's sort of a family joke, but most young lady my age have nipples, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her bosom are still little retinal cone, with itty-bitty pap, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipples instead of literal dark nipples -- she's says that because Daddy loves them so much. My mammilla tit are circle bigger than hers, but only make my nipples are big and puffy. Mom says aunty blue jean had puffy teat, 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 ring me Crazy old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have gracious tit, shaped sorta like if you slice an orchard apple tree in half, that would be my breast, you know ? fountainhead, maybe a sorta modest 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 torso I mean. I see a lot nude people at schoolhouse, girls anyway, in the locker room or in the shower. Big titty, tiny knocker, but only one or two former girls with tumid mamilla ! I suppose my boob are ok just the way they are, maybe a little on the light 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."Well that's ok, I think, as she drones on and on, as long as I can mottle around the theatre 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 nighttime, After Dad had already gone to bed. It was summertime, and we were both out in the hot tub, and as usual, we were simple ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to vex about sunburn, and in the eventide, it ‘ s A-one nice. Anyhow, I told Mom I wanted to blab 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 judgement sort of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair's-breadth, the More you get the sexy your intellection become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are ready to feature intimate intercourse ?"I thought about it a minute, and told her"At shoal, Mom, I think a lot about intercourse, and my thanks is usually wet scanty. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a in force matter then, that they make you don undies at school, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature enough, that I am ready to hold sexual intercourse."“ I sorta deficiency 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 special in intellect Honey ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested 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 missy's vagina is in front or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will have to take in your spoken language, there's an grownup present, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, person experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one dig 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 have man, maybe like one who won a gold ribbon in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"Honey your dada is already taken, Sorry !"

"dear, what in particular are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ Well, I want a man, one who knows his way around a young woman's dead body, like how to give me one orgasm after another, maybe ten times !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's teat are laborious, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your papa out here to keep this conversation nice and sporty !"I hit her on the arm. Thinking about that. Then we hug."You know Mom, that's not a bad estimation !"

Mom puts her deal on my arm, and tells me,"I think you're right, Kara, you are growing up, and those things will only become a lot more authoritative 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 daddy 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 smiling."Regulate your periods !"

The next good morning, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking lastly Nox, and we both feel that maybe it fourth dimension we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on birth restraint pills."Daddy looks at me and says,"How old are you now kiddo."“ Dad, I'm XIV, 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 Irish bull out of me !"“ Language, papa"I reminded him.

The adjacent day was 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 little fright, to evidence the truth, I remember I had an examination when I was younger, lawsuit I had started my catamenia, 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 hesitation, because he asks me,"mantrap, do you need me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the interne do ?"Without hesitation, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"Shit !"says Daddy suddenly,"we forgot to get Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- concentrated. It took us about a one-half time of day to drive down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and look for an empty exam room. Dad asks Patty, one of the nurses,"skilful sunrise 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 serve out, Kara, and even hold up your hand if you want me to."I know cake pretty well, she's a neat daughter.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on nascency control."“ Does that mean you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to lease that big leap right into his bed ?"I shook my headway and laughed."Golly I hope not, I don't think I'm quite set for that just yet."She asked if I wanted a gown, I shook my foreland no."Why infliction,"I laughed,"I may as well not be wearing it, right ?"and we laugh again, as she says,"You have a good breaker point there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the eminent test table. Patty took my blood insistency, and stuff like that.

A few moment 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 shoulder, and touching my chest, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lout, he asks,"Have you been doing your regular tit test, Honey"?"No lumps or afflictive post, no discharge from the pap ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a skillful fille, Daddy."patty giggles.

He feels both my knocker very carefully, including my nipples, proclaims,"No job here !"“ Let's lay back, Honey"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my stomach, couple of places, and then listens to my philia. 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 dick off, long meter ago !"That gets a jest all around.

"Patty, why don't you help Kara into the stirrups."Since I had a pelvic examination once before, I know all about that. It wasn't 60 secondment, before my legs were high in the air, and spacious apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing association football,"I mumble. Daddy 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 course of instruction of young houseman, 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 head."You're dire, Kara."

END OF PART ONE

Next, Kara gets a hardheaded Education Department in sexuality .