This narration is intended for adult only. It depicts sex between girls not yet of age. If this offends your sensibilities, I'm sorry, as that was not my intent. The author does not condone or endorse any of the natural process detailed in the tale, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdictions. Indeed, the author utterly condoms any form of actual ill-usage, physical, sexual or psychological or excited, to any mortal of any age. Names are from the author imaging, and any resemblance to actual consequence, or venue or person, living or dead is entirely coincidental,

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portion 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 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 essence academy. I play soccer, eat and field of study, in that monastic order. We live some ten nautical mile from townsfolk, so I usually ride the school bus to shoal. I like it out here in the body politic, lots of trees. No, we don't live on a farm, that would imply getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the cattle and muck out the stalling -- Not for me Thank you.

We may as well get this over with now. I am cuss ! Why ? Because I have a brother, Sam, and what makes it a curse, is that he is former, wiser, stronger and even more of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do get it on him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball game 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"Morning Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that shady look, I hope you're not smoking pot again."“ No, Sam was teaching me how to kiss."“ You know Mom, that guy is a lawful expert, if he wasn't so ugly, I could go for him !"“ Well, how long did this stratum cobbler's last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hour, forty-five bit, I don't know."She return me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he constitute your panty wet ?"I grin sheepishly,"Yeah, but that was because he kept poking me, with his you know what."

Actually, I'm an outside soul, I like to hunt and scud, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our house, circumstances of deer back there, if you're lull. Lot's of tick too. It's calm out here, just the squirrels, the dame and those noisy frogs over at the pond. A great place to unwind, get over a temper tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not troglodyte, We do have some neighbors near us. OK, it's maybe a one-half naut mi down the road on both face. But fortunately for me, I am not really a people 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 advantageously parents I could possibly have. And really, my most dependable friends. I sort of have a beau, but it not very unplayful, I'm sorta not allowed to have a boyfriend. We're at that microscope stage where he wants to get into my knickers, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a real number jerk.

My Mom is a arrest at domicile girl, and I think we bonded shoemaker's last twelvemonth, or maybe eight years ago, I forget. She is the cleverest person I know. She has this wicked smile, 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 night -- maybe every other Nox. Mom and me are rigorous, we have no secrets !

Dad's a hired man sawbones at Coventry County Hospital, and he's cool, I think he's one Friend I can always trust, depend on, you know what I mean ? Daddy is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my spine. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 eld 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 comfortably than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has more detached fourth dimension than nigh MD's, so we get to spend much Sir Thomas More fourth dimension together. Dad has a aesculapian office here at our house, but I think now that's just for emergencies, to a greater extent that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My life-time, my sportswoman is soccer, I love soccer. It's a sport where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or pop ! We even have a heavy-set fille, Janet, who can plain that ball 60 fucking yards ! Excuse my lyric, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to make most of the end, and it give's me a fortune to be really hateful, and I get away with it ! It's fun to just to fly, run as fast as you possibly can, till your pectus detriment, you know ? I really need an outlet for all that get-up-and-go, sometimes, otherwise I'd just belly laugh -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other team, and scares the bejabbers out of the match player, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a secret, We all, well, to the highest degree of us pick out a shower, after a game. Our school day shower is one of those goofy ones that the spray heads are on a big center post, in the center of the cascade room, and we all just gather around in a circle. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each other, and of course of study there's deal of giggling, fun and dirty laugh, 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 rocky relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- really cute. So I have, on occasion, let him find 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, contain it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a fool to ever let him grope me the first-class honours degree metre ! And now about everyone at schooling 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 word, tells me to find another word or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the earpiece ! That's way too often campaign for the F Logos, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the phone ! God, it's, it's just a countersign, 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 hang-ups, like sex, drunkenness, smoke, 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 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 kitty, so you don't have a heart flak when you dive in, like you would in cold water ! Since we're in sorta a cloistered location, as long as we don't have fellowship, 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 contact give Sam a heavily on ! We all swim pretty a great deal every day. It's a great way to stay in form ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes upkeep of the pool, does a neat job. He does it in the morning, while I'm snoozing in my comfy bed.

The four of us have a neat human relationship, Somehow, it seems that since we see each former naked so often, we have few secrets -- we know each other better ! I suppose we're more like a really special syndicate, cause in our house we don't have a lot of rules, other 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 person, and gets off with our family line, she has so practically fun !

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a grampus body, kind 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 smile and smacks him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims circle every day, Sir Thomas More than I do. Don't know how, but she can outlast 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 braveness 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 ?"“ wellspring duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and William Tell me,"I recommend you let me knead your tit for about 20 or 30 hour, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to hide that laughing sound coming from her direction. I only ask personal interrogative 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 tit, but let's see."“ Stand up Hon, and take off your tee shirt, will you ?"He keeps a straight face as he asks,"Are any of your Quaker -- boy complaining ?"“ Any girls complain ?"I give him a keister look, but he continues as though he's enjoying this !

I strip my T off and Daddy looks at my titty. Naturally Mom comes over to conjoin in -- everybody's invited, of course. My Mom can be depended to baffle up for me, after all, I am her favorite ! Naturally, Mom says the mandatory"deary, You have really nice, sexy breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in social movement of him, up close of course.

"mantrap, I'm a MD, and as your family physical, I can assure you, that for a girl your age, your state of growing, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like height, some youngster grow faster, and in the same way, some girls start boob ontogenesis 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 showcase I didn't Tell you, we're from a prospicient line of Huggers !"Don't you guys bury, tomorrow is Saturday, you have to ask me to soccer practice in the morning."

Most of the girls I know go in their sleeping accommodation and interlace the door when they masturbate. Don't have the fuzzy melodic theme why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that info out of little girl, they admit it. At least most of us girls accept it, but just try and get a guy to admit 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 interest ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school if onanism was a mortal sin, but the good nun just told me to see her after class ! No thank you, find out that lecture already.

I don't know, at our house, yeah, we go into our sleeping room to jack off, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to close 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 trend Sam sneer,"How do you hump, 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 great while."Mom bursts out laughing.

When I first discovered sex, I think I was about seven class old, and seeing Dad with an erection 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 Mommy and I played with his backbreaking penis, to tell the truth, I think I prefer his penis backbreaking and stiff, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their bedroom early in the morning, effort I know Dad will be laying there sound asleep, with a beautiful hard-on. Dad has a squeamish penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it form of curves up, like it's trying to point at his nose. It's huge, believe me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erecting scared my white meat, so they stopped growing ? About every morning, I stick my oral sex in Sam's elbow 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 bladder, it presses on his prostate claptrap rant blah. Personally I think he's having a really sexy dream ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara Darling"Which is his favorite construction. I'm really sort of pleased When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a medico, I get so very much advice, like"wash drawing yourself in the shower, don't just stand there !, and"Don't lecture with your back talk full Hon."You know, it's form of a kinfolk joke, but most girls my age have nipple, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her breasts are still piddling strobile, with wee tit, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink teat instead of real dark nipples -- she's says that because Daddy loves them so much. My nipples nipples are scads bigger than hers, but only cause my nipple are big and puffy. Mom says auntie dungaree had puffy nipple, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as Crazy old Aunt blue jean ! God, I hope people never squall me Crazy old aunty Kara ! Truly, I think I have nice breasts, shaped sorta like if you slice an apple in one-half, that would be my boob, you know ? Well, maybe a sorta minor 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 organic structure I mean. I see a lot naked people at schoolhouse, girls anyway, in the locker room or in the showers. Big knocker, diminutive boobs, but only one or two early girls with turgid nipple ! I suppose my titty are all right just the way they are, maybe a short on the Inner Light weight side of meat. 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 bandeau'at Sacred Heart."wellspring 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 Father McClain ever fucks them ? All of them ?

I talked to my Mom one night, After Dad had already gone to bed. It was summer, and we were both out in the hot tub, and as usual, we were au naturel 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 utter 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 mind sort of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair, the more you get the sexy your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you palpate like you are gear up to hold sexual sexual congress ?"I thought about it a mo, and told her"At schoolhouse, Mom, I think a lot about sex act, and my thanks is usually wet panties. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a good thing then, that they make you wear undies at schoolhouse, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature sufficiency, that I am make to have sexual intercourse."“ I sorta privation to live 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 limited in mind Honey ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested in you."“ No “, I replied,"Clive is a total wanker, he's only is interested in me if I ‘ m bare ass naked !"“ That guy doesn't know if a fille's vagina is in battlefront or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will have to watch your language, there's an adult present tense, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, someone experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one shot mountain, 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 experienced man, maybe like one who won a gold ribbon in shtup, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"Honey your Daddy is already taken, Sorry !"

"dearest, what in fussy are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ fountainhead, I want a man, one who knows his way around a little girl's body, like how to turn over me one sexual climax after another, maybe ten times !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's nipple are knockout, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your dada out here to hold on 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 tells me,"I think you're right, Kara, you are growing up, and those affair will only suit a lot more significant to you, and that's the way it's supposed to be, so just revel 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 smile."Regulate your full stop !"

The next dawning, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking lastly night, and we both feel that maybe it fourth dimension we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on nativity control condition pills."dad 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 good and it will frighten off the shite out of me !"“ Language, Daddy"I reminded him.

The following day was Lord's Day, and the clinic would not be meddlesome, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the infirmary."Nervous ?"he asks me."I ‘ m niggling scare off, to narrate the truth, I remember I had an examination when I was younger, cause I had started my stop, but I was a Whitney Young girl then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's kind different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my wavering, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, do you need me to do the exam, or would you rather one of the interne do ?"Without vacillation, 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 -- knockout. It took us about a half hour to labour down to his post. We walk over to GYN, and looking at for an vacuous exam room. Dad asks cake, one of the nurses,"adept Morning Pat, my daughter here want to get a pelvic, could you assist ?"“ Of path Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to help out, Kara, and even go for your hand if you want me to."I know patty pretty well, she's a refined girl.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on parturition control."“ Does that mean you have a extra boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big jump right into his bed ?"I shook my drumhead and laughed."Golly I hope not, I don't think I'm quite ready for that just yet."She asked if I wanted a surgical 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 good tip there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the high test table. patty took my blood pressure, and hooey like that.

A few hour later, Dad came in."Are you decent ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me dada !"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 regular bosom exam, Honey"?"No lumps or raw spots, no emission from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a nice girl, Daddy."cake giggles.

He feels both my titty very carefully, including my nipples, proclaims,"No job here !"“ Let's lay back, Honey"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, twain of places, and then listens to my eye. He always presses that stethoscope thingy on my pelt so gently ! He looks over at Pat,"She feels sorta dumpy Pat, what should we do with her ?"“ I think she needs a circumcision doc !"Pat replies with a straight face. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my cock off, yearn time ago !"That gets a laugh 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 seconds, before my legs were high in the air, and all-inclusive apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing soccer,"I mumble. Daddy looks up from the chart."Just remember, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my little interpreter, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could make a course of instruction of young 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 head word."You're atrocious, Kara."

END OF share ONE

Next, Kara gets a practical education in sexuality .