This account 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 purpose. The author does not condone or back any of the activities detailed in the taradiddle, some of which may be illegal in certain jurisdictions. Indeed, the author utterly condoms any form of literal abuse, physical, sexual or psychological or excited, to any person of any age. name are from the authors imagery, and any resemblance to actual issue, or locale or persons, living or stagnant is entirely coincidental,

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office ONE
Hi I'm Kara, I'm 18 years and four month old, and I live with my Mom and Dad. As 18-year-olds go, I'm well-chosen 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 honorary society. I play soccer, eat and study, in that fiat. We live some ten mil from town, so I usually ride the schooling bus to shoal. I like it out here in the state, lots of tree diagram. 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 bedamn ! Why ? Because I have a brother, Sam, and what makes it a condemnation, is that he is senior, wise, stronger and even more of an ass than I am. accuracy be told, I do have it away him, particularly when he's at swim practice, baseball drill or hoops 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 suspect 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 form cobbler's last ?"she asks."Oh, maybe half hour, xlv arcminute, I don't know."She give me a hug."you're growing up Kiddo."She smiles."Did he make 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 soul, I like to hunt and shoot, or just go traipsing around the in the woods behind our house, luck of deer back there, if you're quietly. Lot's of ticking too. It's quiet out here, just the squirrels, the hoot and those noisy toad over at the pool. A great place to unwind, get over a temper tantrum or feelin sorry for yourself, whatever. We're not recluse, We do have some neighbor near us. OK, it's maybe a half mile down the road on both position. But fortunately for me, I am not really a people somebody, 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 best parents I could possibly have. And really, my most safe supporter. I sort of have a boyfriend, but it not very serious, I'm sorta not allowed to have a boyfriend. We're at that degree where he wants to get into my pants, you know ?"No way guy !"Sometimes Clive can be a real jerk.

My Mom is a stay at dwelling house girl, and I think we bonded last year, or maybe eight eld 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 Thomas Kyd do that ? And how does she sleep with any anyway ? It's not like I do it every night -- maybe every other night. Mom and me are plastered, we have no arcanum !

Dad's a hand surgeon at Coventry County infirmary, and he's cool, I think he's one friend I can always believe, reckon on, you know what I mean ? pappa is, well, I think it's that he's not judgmental, always has my back. He trust me, treats me like I'm 19 class old, like an adult. Although He won't let me ingest a car of my own, even though I can probably repel and parallel park skilful than he can ! Because Dad is a specialist, he has more loose time than virtually MD's, so we get to spend much more fourth dimension together. Dad has a medical office here at our house, but I think now that's just for emergencies, more than that anything, as he seldom uses it.

My life, my sportsman is soccer, I love soccer. It's a variation where no one is passed over because they aren't cute or pop ! We even have a heavy-set little girl, Janet, who can sound off that ball 60 shag yards ! excuse my language, but you should see her do it. I play forward -- that means we're the one's that get to make near of the finish, and it give's me a chance to be really tight, 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 release for all that energy, sometimes, otherwise I'd just wow -- sometimes I do anyway. It confuses the other team, and scares the bejabbers out of the challenger thespian, who's supposed to be guarding me.

Tell you a mysterious, We all, well, most of us make a shower bath, after a secret plan. Our school shower is one of those goofy unity that the spray heads are on a big midpoint Charles William Post, in the center field of the shower elbow room, and we all just gather around in a forget me drug. Well, there we are, naked, bumping into each other, and of course of study there's lots 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 -- real cute. So I have, on occasions, let him feel my breasts, under my sweater but not under my bra, thank you ! Do you retrieve 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 saphead to ever let him grope me the first base sentence ! And now about everyone at school knows how far I let male child go. open 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 watchword, tells me to find another word or just pantomime, but you can't pantomime on the telephone ! That's way too a good deal effort for the F password, even if I knew how. And I usually only use it on the telephone set ! God, it's, it's just a word, isn't it ? I'm not up tight, actually I'm probably better adjusted than tons of my Quaker.

You know I think region of the reason I don't have hang-ups, like sex, drinking, smoking, drugs swearing, stealing and men, is because in our kinsperson we see each former naked pretty often, especially in the hot months, it's a heck of a lot more comfortable to just go bare lower limit, you know, just a cut-off T, no bra, or even a shirt, feels bang-up in the summer. 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 ticker plan of attack when you dive in, like you would in cold body of water ! Since we're in sorta a secluded location, as long as we don't have party, we just go au naturel ass. Only upheaval I have in the pond, is when Sam and I wrestle for the ball, or something, and all that body reach throw Sam a hard on ! We all swim pretty very much every day. It's a great way to stay 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 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 other naked so often, we have few mystery -- we know each former better ! I suppose we're more like a really special kinsfolk, reason in our house we don't have a lot of rules, other than to be scavenge and don ‘ t plectron on Kara. My Mom, she is, well, I'd have to say that she is one glad mortal, and gets off with our family, she has so lots fun !

I guess that's mighty important to her. She has a killer body, sort 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 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 sleep together how, but she can outlive me ! Sorta scarey, isn ‘ t it ? Her knocker are on the small side, sorta of ilk mine, I'm just a 34-B. B for Barely.

This eve 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 think, kiddo ?"Then he asks,"How old are you any way ?"“ wellspring duh, Dad, what for did I ask ?"He laughs, and tells me,"I recommend you let me massage your knocker for about 20 or 30 minutes, twice a day."Thanks a lot Dad ! Mom tries to enshroud that laughing sound coming from her focusing. 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 knocker, but let's see."“ Stand up Hon, and take off your T-shirt, will you ?"He keeps a heterosexual person face as he asks,"Are any of your admirer -- boys complaining ?"“ Any girls complain ?"I give him a arse 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 stick to up for me, after all, I am her darling ! Naturally, Mom says the required"Darling, You have really decent, sexy breasts."Dad sits down, and has me stand in front of him, up close of course of study.

"Sweetheart, I'm a medico, and as your family physical, I can assure you, that for a girl your age, your state of ontogenesis, and your breasts are perfectly normal."“ Remember, It's a lot like height, some nestling grow faster, and in the same way, some girls start breast development at different geezerhood, but that is all formula, OK ?"“ OK Dad, thanks for sermon, but I think my chest 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 eccentric I didn't tell you, we're from a farseeing line of Huggers !"Don't you guys block, tomorrow is Sabbatum, you have to take me to soccer practice in the morning."

Most of the girls I know go in their bedroom and lock in the threshold when they masturbate. Don't have the fuzzy mind why that's necessary ! At least you can pry pry that information out of young woman, they admit it. At least virtually of us girls take on it, but just try and get a guy to admit he masturbates eight Clarence Day a week, and he ‘ ll back away from you, like you're a vampire or something. Like it's a person sin, or a felony for God's interest ! Once, I asked one of the nun's at school if masturbation was a soul 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 sleeping room to masturbate, I guess, least I do, but we never bother to shut out the door, like Dad says, doing it is just convention sexual behavior."What about Sam “, I ask,"He does it every sunup in the exhibitioner ?"At that, of course Sam sneer,"How do you know, twirp, been watching me ?"“ Now kiddies"Dad intones,"That's OK if it makes him glad, isn't it ?"“ Do it myself, once in a heavy 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 dad had some horrible disease. Mom and Dad took me in on the bed with them, and Mommy and I played with his hard phallus, to tell the truth, I think I prefer his penis knockout and clay, instead of soft and floppy. I sometimes go in their bedroom early in the morning, causal agency I know Dad will be laying there reasoned asleep, with a beautiful erection. Dad has a nice penis, he's cut. But when it's hard, it kind of curves up, like it's trying to point at his olfactory organ. It's Brobdingnagian, think me ! Least compared to Sam. Maybe his big hard-on scared my breasts, so they stopped growing ? About every daybreak, I stick my caput 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 pecker sticking straight up !

Dad explained that when a guy wakes up with a full bladder, it presses on his prostate blah claptrap rant. Personally I think he's having a really aphrodisiacal dream ! But he denies that."It's just normal, Kara Darling"Which is his favorite aspect. I'm really sort of please When he calls me darling. I guess maybe because Dad's a doctor, I get so much advice, like"washout yourself in the shower, don't just stand there !, and"Don't talk with your mouth full moon Hon."You know, it's variety of a family jape, but to the highest degree girls my age have nipples, except maybe Julie Hecathorn, who is still. Her breasts are still little cones, with itty-bitty mammilla, like a ten-year old !

My Mom has pink nipples instead of real dark nipples -- she's says that because dad loves them so much. My nipples mamilla are lots crowing than hers, but only make my mamilla are big and puffy. Mom says Aunt dungaree had puffy nipples, and I probably inherited that trait from her. But then we've always referred to her as Crazy old aunty Jean ! God, I hope people never call me crazy old Aunt Kara ! Truly, I think I have nice titty, shaped sorta like if you slice an orchard apple tree in 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 glad with myself -- my consistency I mean. I see a lot raw people at schoolhouse, girls anyway, in the footlocker room or in the cascade. Big boobs, bantam dummy, but only one or two other girls with puffy nipples ! I suppose my chest are fine just the way they are, maybe a little on the brightness weight face. But for one thing, I hardly ever have to fag out a bra, except to school. When I was a newbie, baby 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 streak around the planetary 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 spare 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 spill the beans to her about sex for a moment, you know, fucking. Mom asked me how I felt about it ? Well Duh, Mom, it's on my brain variety of all the time."I told her it ‘ s like pubic pilus, the more than you get the sexier your sentiment become. Mom smiles, and looks at me, she asks,"Kara, do you feel like you are ready to birth intimate intercourse ?"I thought about it a minute, and told her"At school day, Mom, I think a lot about relation, and my thanks is usually wet pantie. Mom laughs at that"I suppose it ‘ s a good matter then, that they make you wear undies at schooling, isn't it ?"

"Actually Mom"I told her,"I feel I'm mature enough, that I am fix to give birth intimate intercourse."“ I sorta neediness 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 exceptional in mind honey ?"“ Like maybe Robert Clive ?"“ It seems you said he is interested in you."“ No “, I replied,"Robert 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 girl's vagina is in front or back !"“ Oh my"coos Mom."Kara, you will own to catch your lyric, there's an adult present, and you know how she blushes."

"Mom, I want a man, soul experienced, not some bungling amateur."My virginity is a one nip deal, you know, and I would hate to rot it on some fool boy !"“ All the eligible son 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 Olympics !"Mom laughs,"Honey your dad is already taken, Sorry !"

"dearest, 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 body, like how to give me one orgasm after another, maybe ten times !"“ Just bang-bang-bang !"By now, Mom's pap are hard, and helpfully, I point that out to her. She punches me, and says,"I think we should get your papa out here to go along 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 Tell me,"I think you're right, Kara, you are growing up, and those things will only get a lot more important to you, and that's the way it's supposed to be, so just relish it."It's your life."“ William Tell you what, honey, tomorrow let's ask your pa if we can get you scheduled for a pelvic exam, and just may we should guess about putting you on the pill."“ She gives me that wicked smile."Regulate your menstruation !"

The next morning, Mom says,"Brian, Kara and I were talking last dark, and we both feel that maybe it time we scheduled her for a pelvic, and get her started on birth control pills."dada 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 unplayful and it will fright the shit out of me !"“ spoken language, Daddy"I reminded him.

The succeeding day was Sunday, and the clinic would not be busybodied, so after breakfast, Dad and I drove down to the hospital."Nervous ?"he asks me."I ‘ m slight scared, to distinguish the accuracy, I remember I had an exam when I was untried, cause I had started my periods, but I was a unseasoned 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 exam, or would you rather one of the interns do ?"Without hesitation, I give him a hug,"You do it, Daddy."

"Shit !"says Daddy suddenly,"we forgot to make for Sam along"I hit him on the arm -- heavy. It took us about a one-half hour to ram down to his office. We walk over to GYN, and look for an empty test elbow room. Dad asks patty, one of the nurses,"Good dawning Pat, my daughter here want to get a pelvic, could you aid ?"“ Of course Brian, 3 is empty."She smiles at me."I'm just here to avail out, Kara, and even throw your bridge player if you want me to."I know Patty pretty well, she's a neat girl.

The two of us talk a bit."I understand you're going to get started on giving birth control."“ Does that think of you have a special boy, already picked out, and you're going to take that big jump right 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 nightdress, 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 test table. Patty took my line force per unit area, and stuff like that.

A few minutes later, Dad came in."Are you enough ?"he calls out."Just the way you like me papa !"I answer. He puts one arm around my shoulder, and touching my breast, here, there and everywhere. As he feels for lumps, he asks,"Have you been doing your regular knocker exams, Honey"?"No lummox or sore spots, no discharge from the nipples ?"“ Nope"I say proudly,"I'm a courteous lady friend, Daddy."cake giggles.

He feels both my breasts very carefully, including my nipples, proclaims,"No problem here !"“ Let's lay back, Honey"he says, and I stretch out. He presses on my tummy, couple of topographic point, 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 physician !"Pat replies with a unbent face. Not to be out-done, I quip"How ?"“ As you can easily see, you already cut off my pecker off, farseeing time ago !"That gets a joke 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 mo, before my legs were high in the air, and wide apart."I'd lots rather be out there playing association football,"I mumble. Daddy looks up from the chart."Just think back, Hon, it could be lot worse."“ How ? I say in my little interpreter, sorta afraid of a surprise."Well, we could have a social class of youthful interns, in here to observe your exam."“ Hey, I think I'd like that !"“ Would they each have to tire a rubber…….glove ?"I ask. Pat shakes her head."You're abominable, Kara."

END OF function ONE

Next, Kara gets a pragmatic education in sexuality .