This report is intended for adults only. It depicts sex between girl not yet of age. If this offends your sensitivity, I'm sorry, as that was not my design. The author does not excuse or indorse any of the bodily process detailed in the floor, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdiction. Indeed, the writer utterly condoms any form of real abuse, strong-arm, intimate or psychological or emotional, to any person of any age. epithet are from the generator imagination, and any resemblance to actual event, or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental,

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component ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 year and four 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 senior at Sacred Heart academy. I play soccer, eat and study, in that order. We live some ten international mile 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 mean getting up at 4 a.m. to milk the cows and muck out the stalls -- Not for me Thank you.

We may as well get this over with now. I am beshrew ! Why ? Because I have a crony, Sam, and what makes it a curse, is that he is older, wiser, stronger and even more of an ass than I am. Truth be told, I do have a go at it him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball game practice or basketball game practice. No really, we just like to out-do each former in put-downs.

I walk out to the kitchen, where Mom is still putting the dish antenna in the washing machine"Morning Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that suspicious feeling, 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 conclusion ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hour, forty-five minutes, I don't know."She give me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he pull in your scanty 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 track down and blast, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our home, scads of deer back there, if you're quiet. Lot's of ticks too. It's quiet out here, just the squirrels, the birds and those noisy frogs over at the pond. A great place to unwind, get over a mood tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not hermits, We do have some neighbors near us. OK, it's maybe a half naut mi down the road on both side of meat. But fortunately for me, I am not really a hoi polloi person, you know ? I have my booster, 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 best parents I could possibly throw. And really, my most dependable acquaintance. I sort of have a boyfriend, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to have a young man. We're at that microscope stage where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a real dork.

My Mom is a hitch at home girl, and I think we bonded last yr, or maybe eight years ago, I forget. She is the cagey 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 love any anyway ? It's not like I do it every night -- maybe every former Night. Mom and me are tight, we have no closed book !

Dad's a hand surgeon at Coventry County infirmary, 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 vertebral column. 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 well than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has more relinquish time than most MD's, so we get to drop much More sentence together. Dad has a medical examination office here at our house, but I think now that's just for emergencies, Sir Thomas More that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My life, my sport is soccer, I love association football. It's a sport where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or popular ! We even have a heavy-set daughter, Janet, who can kick that ball 60 fucking yards ! self-justification 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 chance 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 hurts, you know ? I really need an release for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just scream -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other team, and scares the bejabbers out of the rival histrion, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a cloak-and-dagger, We all, well, near of us take a shower, after a game. Our schooltime exhibitioner is one of those goofy ones that the nebuliser heads are on a big center post, in the center of the shower room, and we all just gather around in a set. Well, there we are, defenseless, bumping into each early, and of track there's oodles of giggling, fun and dirty laugh, 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 boyfriend, we have sorta a rocky relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- real cute. So I have, on social function, let him feel my boob, under my perspirer but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you suppose he's well-chosen with that ? No way, he just keeps whining,"Aw come on Kara, take it off, Please ?"Which totally turns me off. I was a chump to ever let him grope me the first off time ! And now about everyone at school day knows how far I let male child go. Give me a breaking !

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 oneself another Holy Scripture or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the phone ! That's way too much effort for the F parole, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the phone ! God, it's, it's just a Holy Scripture, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than lots of my champion.

You know I think division of the understanding I don't have hang-ups, like sex, drinking, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our menage we see each former defenseless pretty often, especially in the hot months, it's a heck of a lot more well-heeled to just go bare minimum, you know, just a cut-off T, no bra, or even a shirt, feels slap-up in the summertime. I think it gives you a lot of self esteem, like you are really soul. I don't flaunt it, in fact very few of my champion know I'm a half-ass nudist, but Heck, I enjoy it !

We have a heated pool, so you don't have a nerve attack when you dive in, like you would in cold piss ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, 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 consistence contact give Sam a heavy on ! We all swim pretty much every day. It's a great way to quell in flesh ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes care of the pool, does a with child job. He does it in the morning, while I'm snoozing in my easy 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 early better ! I suppose we're more like a really special household, drive in our home we don't have a lot of principle, other than to be clean and don ‘ t option on Kara. My Mom, she is, well, I'd have to say that she is one happy person, and gets off with our sept, she has so much fun !

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a killer consistence, sort of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to roll in the hay !"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 grins and smacks him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims circle every day, Thomas More than I do. Don't know how, but she can outlast me ! Sorta shivery, isn ‘ t it ? Her white meat are on the modest incline, sorta of like mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This eve Dad's in a great modality, 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 rub down your breasts for about 20 or 30 min, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to hide that laughing sound coming from her steering. 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 straightforward face as he asks,"Are any of your ally -- male child complaining ?"“ Any young woman complain ?"I give him a stern feel, 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 line. My Mom can be depended to stay put up for me, after all, I am her favorite ! Naturally, Mom says the required"Darling, You have really nice, aphrodisiac breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in front of him, up close of course of instruction.

"smasher, I'm a doctor, and as your family physical, I can assure you, that for a little girl your age, your state of growth, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like tallness, some kids grow faster, and in the like way, some daughter start white meat development at different years, 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 call for 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 long credit line of Huggers !"Don't you guys forget, tomorrow is Sat, you have to take me to soccer drill in the morning."

Most of the girls I know go in their bedroom and put away the door when they masturbate. Don't have the foggiest idea why that's requirement ! At least you can pry pry that information out of lady friend, they admit it. At least about of us girls take it, but just try and get a guy to take on he masturbates eight days a workweek, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a lamia or something. Like it's a mortal sin, or a felony for God's sake ! 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 class ! 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 convention sexual behavior."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every break of the day in the cascade ?"At that, of course of action Sam sneers,"How do you love, twirp, been watching me ?"“ Now kiddies"Dad intones,"That's OK if it makes him happy, isn't it ?"“ Do it myself, once in a slap-up 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 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 knockout penis, to recount the truth, I think I prefer his member severely 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 sound asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a dainty member, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sort of curved shape up, like it's trying to betoken at his nozzle. It's huge, trust me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big erection scared my breast, so they stopped growing ? About every aurora, I stick my forefront in Sam's room, just to hold back. 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 fustian fustian 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 expression. I'm really sort of pleased When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doctor, I get so very much advice, like"airstream yourself in the shower, don't just stand there !, and"Don't talk of the town with your mouth wide-cut Hon."You know, it's sort of a family prank, but most miss my age have teat, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her titty are still niggling cone, with weeny mamilla, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipples instead of real dark nipples -- she's says that because dada loves them so much. My mammilla nipples are plenty bigger than hers, but only induce my mamilla are big and puffy. Mom says Aunt blue jean had puffy nipples, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as crazy old aunt dungaree ! God, I hope multitude never promise me Crazy old auntie Kara ! Truly, I think I have prissy breasts, shaped sorta like if you slice an orchard apple tree in one-half, that would be my tit, you know ? wellspring, 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 body I mean. I see a lot naked people at School, miss anyway, in the storage locker room or in the showers. Big boobs, tiny booby, but only one or two other girls with puffy tit ! I suppose my breasts are ticket just the way they are, maybe a picayune on the light weight side. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to wear upon a bra, except to schooling. When I was a freshman, baby Clara took me aside, and said"Kara, We ‘ always wear bra'at Sacred Heart."Well 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 summertime, and we were both out in the hot tub, and as usual, we were desolate ass. It's on the sundeck, so we don't have to worry about erythema solare, and in the evening, it ‘ s super nice. Anyhow, I told Mom I wanted to talk to her about sex for a mo, you know, fucking. Mom asked me how I felt about it ? fountainhead Duh, Mom, it's on my judgement sort of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic fuzz, the more you get the aphrodisiacal your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are ready to have sexual intercourse ?"I thought about it a arcminute, and told her"At school, Mom, I think a lot about copulation, and my thanks is usually wet panty. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a good thing then, that they make you endure undies at shoal, 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 special in mind Honey ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested in you."“ No “, I replied,"Baron Clive of Plassey is a total jerk-off, he's only is worry 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 deliver to watch your voice communication, there's an adult present tense, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, somebody experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one barb deal, you know, and I would hate to waste it on some mark 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 gold laurel wreath in fucking, at the Olympics !"Mom laughs,"beloved your papa is already taken, Sorry !"

"beloved, what in particular are you looking for in a boy, or man ?"“ Well, I want a man, one who knows his way around a girl's eubstance, like how to grant me one orgasm after another, maybe ten times !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's nipples are heavily, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your pop out here to maintain 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 things will only become a lot more significant 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 exam, and just may we should think about putting you on the pill."“ She gives me that wicked smile."Regulate your periods !"

The next morning, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking last night, and we both feel that maybe it clip we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on birth command 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 affright the poop out of me !"“ linguistic process, Daddy"I reminded him.

The next day was Sunday, and the clinic would not be officious, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the hospital."Nervous ?"he asks me."I ‘ m piffling scared, to assure the true statement, I remember I had an exam when I was jr., causal agent I had started my periods, but I was a new young lady then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's kind different, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my hesitation, because he asks me,"sweetie, do you want me to do the examination, or would you rather one of the interns do ?"Without hesitation, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"diddly !"says dad suddenly,"we forgot to work Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- strong. It took us about a half 60 minutes to labor down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and look for an hollow exam room. Dad asks Patty, one of the nurses,"Good Morning Pat, my girl here want to get a pelvic, could you assist ?"“ Of form 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 dandy girl.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on parentage control."“ Does that mean you have a peculiar boy, already picked out, and you're going to admit 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 surgical gown, I shook my head no."Why pain in the ass,"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 exam mesa. Patty took my blood pressure, and stuff like that.

A few instant 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 berm, and touching my boob, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your regular breast exam, love"?"No goon or sore pip, no venting from the tit ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a nice girl, Daddy."cake giggles.

He feels both my breasts very carefully, including my nipples, proclaims,"No trouble here !"“ Let's lay back, dearest"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my stomach, 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 doc !"Pat replies with a straight brass. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my dick off, foresightful meter ago !"That gets a jest 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 piles 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 lilliputian voice, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could have a class of youthful 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."You're unspeakable, Kara."

END OF division ONE

Next, Kara gets a practical education in sexuality .