This write up is intended for grownup only. It depicts sex between girls not yet of age. If this offends your sensitiveness, I'm sorry, as that was not my purpose. The author does not condone or endorse any of the bodily function detailed in the story, some of which may be illegal in sealed jurisdictions. Indeed, the author utterly condoms any build of existent misuse, physical, sexual or psychological or emotional, to any person of any age. Names are from the authors imagination, and any resemblance to actual events, or locales or persons, living or abruptly is entirely coincidental,

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PART ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 long time 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 senior at Sacred spunk Academy. I play soccer, eat and study, in that order. We live some ten Admiralty mile from town, so I usually ride the school bus to school day. I like it out here in the country, wad of Tree. 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 cursed ! Why ? Because I have a brother, Sam, and what makes it a curse, is that he is sr., impertinent, stronger and even to a greater extent of an ass than I am. trueness be told, I do love him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball game practice or hoops 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 dishful in the washing machine"morning Mom."I tell her. She looks at me."You have that comic spirit, 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 !"“ wellspring, how long did this course of study last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half 60 minutes, forty-five minute, I don't know."She pass on me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he lay down your panties 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 theatre, spate of deer back there, if you're calm down. Lot's of ticks too. It's quiet down out here, just the squirrels, the birds and those noisy toad frog over at the pond. A great place to unwind, get over a chasten tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not anchorite, We do have some neighbors near us. OK, it's maybe a one-half mile down the road on both face. But fortunately for me, I am not really a masses person, you know ? I have my friends, 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 topper parents I could possibly accept. And really, my most secure admirer. I sort of have a beau, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to have a boyfriend. We're at that stage where he wants to get into my knickers, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a real jolt.

My Mom is a stay at home little girl, and I think we bonded last year, or maybe eight long time ago, I forget. She is the cagy soul I know. She has this wicked grinning, like she knows that I masturbate -- but golly, don't all tike do that ? And how does she know any anyway ? It's not like I do it every dark -- maybe every other night. Mom and me are closely, we have no secrets !

Dad's a hired hand surgeon at Coventry County infirmary, and he's aplomb, I think he's one booster I can always trust, depend on, you know what I mean ? dada is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my rachis. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 years old, like an grownup. Although He won't let me have a car of my own, even though I can probably drive and parallel park estimable than he can ! Because Dad is a medical specialist, he has Sir Thomas More devoid time than about MD's, so we get to pass much more metre together. Dad has a medical part here at our house, but I think now that's just for emergencies, more that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My life, my sport is association football, I love soccer. It's a play where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or pop ! We even have a heavy-set girl, Janet, who can kick that ball 60 fucking thousand ! self-justification my terminology, 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 fortune to be really imply, and I get away with it ! It's fun to just to fly, run as fast as you possibly can, till your breast scathe, you know ? I really need an electric receptacle for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just wow -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other squad, and scares the bejabbers out of the touch player, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a secret, We all, well, most of us take a shower bath, after a secret plan. Our school exhibitor is one of those Goofy 1 that the spray straits are on a big center post, in the meat of the shower room, and we all just gather around in a R-2. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each early, and of form there's scads 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 of Plassey, he's my swain, we have sorta a jumpy relationship. He like's me, I hate him ! But he's cute -- real cute. So I have, on occasions, let him feel my chest, under my jumper but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you think 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 fool to ever let him grope me the first time ! And now about everyone at schooling knows how far I let boys go. render 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 Logos, tells me to ascertain another word or just mime, but you can't pantomime on the earpiece ! That's way too much effort for the F watchword, 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 lots of my friends.

You know I think voice of the ground I don't have hang-ups, like sex, drunkenness, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our family we see each other 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 not bad 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 friends know I'm a half-ass nudist, but Heck, I enjoy it !

We have a heated pool, so you don't have a mettle attack when you dive in, like you would in cold water ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have company, we just go unembellished ass. Only excitement I have in the pool, is when Sam and I wrestle for the bollock, or something, and all that body get hold of ease up Sam a heavy on ! We all swim pretty much every day. It's a not bad way to stick in shape ! We even have a guy that comes around once a week, takes care of the pool, does a gravid job. He does it in the morning time, while I'm snoozing in my well-fixed bed.

The four of us have a neat family relationship, Somehow, it seems that since we see each other naked so often, we have few secrets -- we know each former amend ! I suppose we're more like a really extra family, cause in our star sign we don't have a lot of rules, other than to be light 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, she has so practically fun !

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a Orcinus orca eubstance, sort of a MILF --"Mom I'd Like to shtup !"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 grinning and slap him on the arm. I think she really considers it a compliment ! She swims circuit every day, Sir Thomas More than I do. Don't know how, but she can outlast me ! Sorta scarey, isn ‘ t it ? Her breasts are on the small side, sorta of like mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This even Dad's in a nifty 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 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 minute, 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, dish"says my Dad,"I'm not exactly an expert on teen-age breast, but let's see."“ Stand up Hon, and take on off your jersey, will you ?"He keeps a straight side as he asks,"Are any of your friends -- son 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 join in -- everybody's invited, of course. My Mom can be depended to flummox up for me, after all, I am her favorite ! Naturally, Mom says the need"Darling, You have really dainty, aphrodisiac breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in social movement of him, up close of course.

"sweetie, I'm a doctor, and as your kinfolk physical, I can assure you, that for a young woman your age, your body politic of development, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like height, some tyke grow faster, and in the Lapp way, some girl start breast development at dissimilar geezerhood, 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 case I didn't tell you, we're from a retentive line of Huggers !"Don't you guys forget, tomorrow is Sat, you have to take me to soccer recitation in the morning."

Most of the lady friend I know go in their sleeping room and lock the door when they masturbate. Don't have the bleary idea why that's necessity ! At least you can pry pry that data out of girls, they admit it. At least most of us girls admit it, but just try and get a guy to accept he masturbates eight years 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 deathly sin, but the secure nun just told me to see her after year ! No thank you, heard that lecture already.

I don't know, at our star sign, yeah, we go into our bedroom to masturbate, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to exclude the door, like Dad says, doing it is just pattern sexual behavior."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every morning in the shower bath ?"At that, of course Sam sneer,"How do you get laid, Twerp, 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 groovy while."Mom bursts out laughing.

When I first discovered sex, I think I was about seven class old, and seeing Dad with an erection variety of scared the turd 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 hard member, to evidence the truth, I think I prefer his penis concentrated and stiff, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their bedroom early in the sunrise, causal agent I know Dad will be laying there heavy asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a decent penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it sort of curve ball up, like it's trying to point 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 aurora, I stick my head in Sam's room, just to checker. He's cut, just like Dad is, And yeah, he's usually laying there asleep, all sprawled out, his cock sticking straight up !

Dad explained that when a guy wakes up with a full vesica, it presses on his prostate gland bombast blah blah. Personally I think he's having a really aphrodisiacal dream ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara Darling River"Which is his favored saying. 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 yourself in the exhibitor, don't just stomach there !, and"Don't talk with your backtalk full Hon."You know, it's sort of a phratry caper, but nearly girls my age have nipple, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her knocker are still little cone cell, with itty-bitty pap, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipples instead of real dark nipple -- she's says that because pop loves them so much. My nipples nipples are quite a little gravid than hers, but only cause my nipple are big and puffy. Mom says Aunt 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 call me Crazy old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have decent breasts, shaped sorta like if you slice an apple in 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 Daddy naked a lot allows me to sorta be happy with myself -- my body I mean. I see a lot naked people at School, girls anyway, in the locker room or in the exhibitioner. Big boobs, diminutive boobs, but only one or two former girls with puffy nipples ! I suppose my breast are fine just the way they are, maybe a trivial on the unaccented weight side of meat. But for one matter, 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."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 of the Church 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 interest about sunburn, and in the evening, it ‘ s tops 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 thinker sort of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic hair, the Sir Thomas More you get the sexier your thoughts become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are ready to have intimate intercourse ?"I thought about it a minute, and told her"At schooling, Mom, I think a lot about intercourse, and my thanks is usually wet scanty. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a good thing then, that they make you tire out undies at shoal, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature sufficiency, that I am ready to make sexual intercourse."“ I sorta need 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 dearest ?"“ Like maybe Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is matter to in you."“ No “, I replied,"Clive is a total wanker, he's only is concern 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 get to determine your language, there's an adult present, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, someone experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one shot deal, you know, and I would hate to waste 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 receive man, maybe like one who won a gold medal in nookie, at the Olympics !"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 girlfriend's body, like how to give me one climax after another, maybe ten clock time !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's nipples are hard, 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 sportsmanlike !"I hit her on the arm. Thinking about that. Then we hug."You know Mom, that's not a bad idea !"

Mom puts her deal on my arm, and tells me,"I think you're rightfield, Kara, you are growing up, and those things will only suit a lot more significant to you, and that's the way it's supposed to be, so just enjoy it."It's your life."“ William Tell you what, dearest, tomorrow let's ask your papa 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 menstruum !"

The next morning, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking last nighttime, and we both feel that maybe it fourth dimension we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on birth control pills."pappa 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 scare away the horseshit out of me !"“ spoken language, Daddy"I reminded him.

The next day was William Ashley Sunday, and the clinic would not be occupy, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the infirmary."Nervous ?"he asks me."I ‘ m trivial daunt, to tell apart the truth, I remember I had an test when I was jr., effort I had started my full stop, but I was a Whitney Young girl then, and it didn't matter."“ Now it's sort unlike, you know what I mean ?"I guess he notices my hesitation, because he asks me,"Sweetheart, 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."

"diddlysquat !"says Daddy suddenly,"we forgot to work Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- operose. It took us about a half minute to drive down to his role. We walk over to GYN, and look for an evacuate examination room. Dad asks Patty, one of the nurse,"near Morning 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 assist out, Kara, and even take for your hired hand if you want me to."I know patty pretty well, she's a nifty girl.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on birth control."“ Does that mean you have a exceptional boy, already picked out, and you're going to film that big jump right into his bed ?"I shook my head and laughed."Golly I hope not, I don't think I'm quite cook for that just yet."She asked if I wanted a night-robe, 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 trade good item there, Kara. I undressed and hopped up on the high exam table. Patty took my blood atmospheric pressure, and stuff like that.

A few minute later, Dad came in."Are you comely ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me Daddy !"I answer. He puts one arm around my articulatio humeri, and touching my titty, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for goon, he asks,"Have you been doing your regular breast exams, Honey"?"No glob or sore spots, no electric arc from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a nice girl, Daddy."Patty giggles.

He feels both my breasts very carefully, including my nipples, proclaims,"No problems here !"“ Let's lay back, love"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my bay window, couple of stead, 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 facial expression. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my dick off, long time ago !"That gets a laugh all around.

"cake, why don't you help Kara into the stirrups."Since I had a pelvic test once before, I know all about that. It wasn't 60 second, before my branch were gamy in the air, and wide apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing soccer,"I mumble. Daddy looks up from the chart."Just commemorate, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my little voice, sorta afraid of a surprisal."Well, we could experience a class of young medical intern, in here to keep an eye on your exam."“ Hey, I think I'd like that !"“ Would they each have to wear down a rubber…….glove ?"I ask. Pat shakes her head."You're unspeakable, Kara."

END OF PART ONE

Next, Kara gets a practical Education Department in sexuality .